DING!
Moorea rushed out of her corner and slammed into a surprised Teri, shoving her back into her corner.
Once there, the redhead laced into the Fitness Fox with a knife-edged chop that had the brunette
blinking wildly. A resounding second chop followed and the crowd got into the action, chanting in unison
“WHOOO”. Finally, a third chop had Teri’s chest reddening and covering up to block any further blows.
The Red Plague continued her onslaught as she grabbed the top rope and began slamming vicious kick
after vicious kick into Teri’s stomach until the brunette was doubled over in pain. Moorea gave her
opponent no chance for a breather as she landed a thunderous kneelift that dropped Teri butt-first to the
canvas. The former champion then began stomping away at her dazed opponent as the referee began
to count. At four, Moore backed away, leaving a stunned Teri slumped against the bottom turnbuckle.
Abruptly, Moorea pushed past the official and pressed her boot against Teri’s throat while she pulled
down on the top ropes for more leverage. The Fitness Fox’s feet beat a tattoo into the mat as her
oxygen supply was cut off and the referee moved in with his count. At four, Moorea relented, leaving a
still hacking and coughing Teri writhing on the canvas.
JENNY: Moorea has burst from the blocks and seems intent on making good on her promise.
STACY: She is in a class all to herself and Teri will find that out before this is over.
Wasting no time, the redhead moved in and pulled Teri up to her feet only to drop the brunette back to
the canvas with a short-armed clothesline. With her opponent dazed, Moorea yanked Teri up, tucked
her head underneath the left arm of the Fitness Fox and then took the brunette to the canvas with a
textbook Northern Lights suplex. As Moorea bridged out, the official dropped to the mat to make the
count.
ONE…
TW-
Teri kicked out of the pin attempt and scrambled toward the ropes while Moorea glared menacingly at the
official.
JENNY: Too early for Moorea to put Teri away there.
STACY: I don’t think she really was trying to. It’s just another message to Teri saying ‘you’re out of your
league’.
Just as Teri made it to her feet, Moorea rushed in and head butted the brunette across the bridge of her
nose. Stunned, the Fitness Fox could offer no resistance as the Red Plague whipped her across the ring
and into the ropes. When Teri rebounded, the redhead caught, her flipped her into the air and dropped
her across her knee with a wicked tilt-a-whirl backbreaker that had the brunette crying out in agony.
As Teri rolled onto her stomach while arching her aching back, Moorea moved in and dropped a vicious
knee into the small of her opponent’s back before she reached forward and pulled back on the brunette’s
chin, amping up the pressure on Teri’s spine. The official moved in to ask the Fitness Fox if she wanted
to submit and in between moans, Teri refused.
JENNY: Moorea is just punishing Teri.
STACY: No, she is playing with her. This is barely the start of a very painful night for the Fitness Fox.
Abruptly, Moorea began smashing forearm after forearm into Teri’s face while the referee warned the
redhead about her actions. Quickly, the Red Plague got off her opponent and with a handful of the
brunette’s tresses, yanked her off the canvas. Moorea pulled the stunned Teri into a stiff knee to the
stomach doubling over the Atlantic City beauty.
The Red Plague locked on a front facelock and with a handful of Teri’s shorts, lifted the Fitness Fox into
the air. Moorea demonstrated her unheralded strength as she was over to the near corner and dropped
her foe crotch first onto the top turnbuckle connector. Climbing up, the red-haired beauty reapplied the
front facelock and after placing one foot on the top rope, grabbed Teri by her shorts and lifted her into
the air before falling backwards and driving the brunette into the canvas with her HOWL OF THE WOLFE
[top rope superplex]. Moorea completed the move and flipping backwards onto her still moaning
opponent for the cover.
ONE…
TWO…
TH-
At the last moment, Teri kicked out of the lackadaisical pin by Moorea while the redhead chuckled to
herself.
JENNY: Still too early for Moorea to put Teri away. Teri needs to do something quick.
STACY: Nothing she can do but accept the inevitable.
With a sneer on her face, Moorea pulled her foe off the canvas and quickly booted the brunette in the
stomach, doubling her over. The Red Plague then hooked both of her opponent’s arms before she lifted
Teri into the air for a double underhook suplex. However, Teri floated over and landed on her feet
behind the redhead and when Moorea spun around, the Fitness Fox nailed her with THE BOOT
[superkick]. The redhead collapsed to the mat in a heap as did Teri, unable to capitalize because of her
earlier punishment.
JENNY: She nailed it! She just hit Moorea with THE BOOT!
STACY: Yes, she did, but she’s in no shape to do anything.
Slowly, Teri made it to her feet while Moorea had only risen to one knee. The Fitness Fox moved in
behind her prey, scooped the redhead into her arms and drove her into the canvas with a wicked side
slam. Wasting no movement, Teri yanked her stunned foe up, lifted the Red Plague onto her shoulder
while she backed into the near corner. Abruptly, the brunette ran forward and drove Moorea’s spine into
the canvas with a stunning running powerslam.
The Fitness Fox kipped to her feet and moved in behind Moorea who was struggling to shake off the hi-
impact move. When the redhead finally stood, Teri moved in beside Moorea, grabbed the red-haired
grappler underneath her chin while hooking her foe’s leg with her own and drove the Red Plague face-
first into the mat with her A.C. DRIVER [forward Russian legsweep]. The brunette rolled the stunned
former champion onto her back and hooked her leg for the count.
ONE…
TWO…
TH-
Moorea kicked out of the pin attempt and scrambled over to the ropes, using them to regain her feet.
JENNY: Teri is right back in this match and after that maneuver, I’d say she has the momentum.
STACY: I’d say you’re wrong.
After slapping the canvas in frustration, Teri got back up and moved in behind Moorea. Just as the
redhead released her grip on the ropes, Teri started to lock in a cobra clutch. However, the Red Plague
had scouted the move and slipped out of her opponent’s grip. Suddenly, Moorea booted Teri in the
stomach, doubling her over. Quickly, the redhead grabbed the Fitness Fox in a front facelock, spun
around and drove Teri into the mat with her move, THE PLAGUE DRIVER [Twist of Fate].
But instead over covering her stunned opponent, Moorea slowly shook her head at the crowd as a sly
smile came over her face. The red-haired beauty moved behind Teri’s head and deftly wrapped her legs
around her foe’s skull, locking in THE ANACONDA [figure-four headscissors]. With her legs locked tight,
Moorea arched backwards, increasing the torque and cutting off Teri’s oxygen supply as the referee
leaned in to ask the brunette if she wanted to submit.
The Jersey native’s face quickly began to turn red as she refused to give up while she futilely beat at the
legs of the Red Plague. But Teri’s ring savvy clicked in as she began using her legs to angle toward the
ropes. A few seconds later, the Fitness Fox managed to wrap her feet around the bottom rope and the
official moved in to tell Moorea to break the hold. After the redhead refused, the referee began to count
and just as he reached four, Moorea complied.
STACY: See? Moorea has Teri’s number.
JENNY: Maybe tonight she does….but that’s only tonight.
STACY: Tonight and every night.
Deliberately, Moorea pulled her still gasping opponent off the canvas and shoved her chest-first into the
nearby corner. The redhead grabbed the middle ropes, lowered her shoulder and drove it into the
brunette’s spine, eliciting a cry of agony from the Fitness Fox. A second shoulderblock followed which
left Teri slumped in the corner, held up only by the top ropes.
The Red Plague motioned to the crowd with a throat cutting gesture as she turned around and backed
against the battered brunette. Moorea crouched slightly as she reached down and grabbed Teri’s
ankles, placing them on her thighs. The redhead then reached backwards and locked arms with her foe
as if preparing for a backslide maneuver. Instead, Moorea locked her hands underneath Teri’s chin and
began to pull forward as she waded away from the corner, locking in her finisher, THE LETHAL
INJECTION [modified hangman’s stretch].
Teri’s arms flailed helplessly at first as Moorea pulled the hold tighter, seemingly trying to snap the
brunette’s neck as the referee moved in and asked the Fitness Fox if she wanted to submit. Teri
sputtered out a slightly muffled ‘no’ as the pain in her neck began to make her panic. The brunette tried
to reach forward and find Moorea’s eyes, but the redhead simply leaned her head forward out of harm’s
way as Teri’s moans filled the air.
STACY: There we go….the end of the line for Teri.
JENNY: I think you may be right Stacy. Moorea has that locked in so well, I think its time Teri gave up
and saved her career.
However, just as Teri’s flailings began to slow down, Moorea abruptly unclasped her hands and allowed
the brunette to crash face-first to the canvas. Moorea spun around and watched gleefully as her
opponent spasmed on the mat while she reached toward her throbbing neck.
MOOREA: Uh-uh Teri. This is going to end so nicely for you.
Moorea reached down for her stunned foe and as she did, Teri flipped onto her back, reached up and
rolled the redhead up into a small package with the referee right in position for the count.
ONE…
TWO…
THR-
At the very last second, a shocked Moorea kicked out of the pin attempt.
JENNY: Wow, Teri seemed to be playing possum and very nearly shocked Moorea with that rollup.
STACY: Tonight and every night.
Both women were quick to their feet and when Moorea rushed forward to land a clothesline, Teri ducked
beneath the move, reached backwards, grabbed the redhead underneath the chin and nailed her with a
devastating fall-away neckbreaker. The move left the Red Plague rolling across the canvas as Teri
kipped back to her feet and motioned for the crowd to make some noise.
As her fans complied, the Fitness Fox moved in, yanked the stunned Moorea to her feet and whipped her
across the ring. As the redhead bounced off the ropes, Teri waited until the last moment before she bent
down and flipped her opponent high into the air; the former champion crashing to the mat with a loud
thud courtesy of the high back bodydrop.
JENNY: I sense the momentum is now in Teri’s favor.
STACY: Duh, you think?
Again, Teri jerked her opponent to her feet, grabbed her by the wrist and whipped her into the far ropes.
This time, the brunette seemingly telegraphed her attempt at another back bodydrop and Moorea
stopped short and sent a kick toward the brunette’s head. But once again, the Fitness Fox’s ring savvy
came into play as she caught the intended kick and made Moorea hop around on one foot for a second
before she spun the former champion around. The brunette slammed into her foe with a stiff clothesline
that nearly decapitated the redhead.
With Moorea on the canvas trying to shake off her last blow, Teri hovered behind the red-haired beauty
as she struggled to rise. Once she had, the Fitness Fox spun her opponent around and slammed a stiff
kick into her mid-section, doubling over the Red Plague. Quickly, Teri underhooked both of Moorea’s
arms and lifted her into the air. Teri showcased her underrated strength as she held the redhead in
place for a few seconds before she dropped straight down to the mat, driving Moorea’s skull into the
canvas with her finisher, THE BOARDWALK BOMB [double underhook armbar into a brainbuster
suplex]. Moorea trembled slightly just before Teri lay across her for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
THRE-
Everybody in the house was in shock when Moorea kicked out of the pin attempt; Teri sitting back on her
haunches as she pleadingly questioned the referee.
JENNY: NO WAY! How did Moorea kick out of that???
STACY: Because she is a real wrestler, not a wannabe like her opponent.
Still suffering the effects of her opponent’s finisher, Moorea was slow to get to her feet. When she did,
Teri laced into the redhead with a stiff forearm smash. A second one followed which backed the Red
Plague into the ropes. When the Fitness Fox attempted to Irish-whip her opponent into the opposite
ropes, Moorea quickly reversed the attempt before she suddenly stopped short and pulled Teri into a
sick-looking short-armed clothesline that sent the brunette crashing to the mat.
With a sneer on her face, the Red Plague pulled her opponent off the mat and locked on a front
facelock. Slowly, Moorea turned into her foe until she was back to back with the brunette with Teri’s head
on her shoulder. Abruptly, the Canadian vixen dropped straight down, nailing the Fitness Fox with a sick-
looking snap neckbreaker that left the brunette spasming on the canvas.
Moorea continued her assault as she yanked Teri off the mat and slammed a vicious forearm into the
small of her back. A loud moan escaped the Atlantic City beauty as she started to sink to her knees.
The Red Plague snaked out her hand and grabbed a handful of Teri’s tresses to prevent it however.
MOOREA: End of the line Teri…….and you can thank each and every one of your fans for this.
The red-haired grappler spun Teri around and booted her opponent in the stomach, doubling her over.
Moorea quickly wrapped her arms around the waist of the Fitness Fox and flipped her onto her shoulder,
locking on an over-the-shoulder backbreaker. The former champion began shaking her victim as she
tightened her grip on the brunette. Abruptly, Moorea slid her foe forward and dropped to the canvas,
driving Teri’s skull into the mat with her finisher, THE OUTBREAK [over-the-shoulder backbreaker into a
sit-out piledriver]. Teri spasmed wildly as Moorea got to her feet and looked down on her agonized victim.
STACY: I think the Fitness Fox just crapped out.
JENNY: Oh God! Moorea may have just snapped Teri’s neck with that move.
STACY: She promised everybody she was going to injure Teri and I think she just made good on that
promise.
Wordlessly, the redhead nudged her clearly agonized opponent with her foot. When Teri barely
responded, Moorea bent over and rolled the brunette onto her stomach. The Red Plague then took a
seat on the back of Teri’s thighs while she grabbed her opponent’s right arm and cinched in a chicken
wing armlock. The redhead then reached forward, pulled the brunette’s head back and applied a dragon
sleeper while she tightened her legs around the ribs of the Fitness Fox, her finisher, THE FATAL
INJECTION [Dragon sleeper, chicken wing, body scissors combo] locked in.
As the referee moved in close to see if Teri wanted to submit, the brunette flailed helplessly with her free
hand, hoping to grab something on Moore to make her release the torturous hold. However, as Moorea
tightened the hold, Teri reached her pain threshold and screamed out her submission.
DING! DING! DING!
Despite Teri’s pleadings, Moorea refused release her finisher, pulled back even further and torqueing
the brunette’s back and neck nearly to the breaking point. As the referee’s count reached three, an
audible ‘POP’ could be heard and a bloodcurdling scream came from Teri’s lips. Quickly, Moorea
released her victim and got to her feet as Teri began to twitch and convulse wildly. The redhead looked
down at her injured opponent as the official waved to the back for help.
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner, The Red Plague, Moorea Wolfe!
Boos showered down on Moorea as she climbed one of the corner and raised her arms victoriously. As
she did, medical personnel rushed into the ring and began tending to the still shrieking Teri. After a few
minutes, they managed to strap the Fitness Fox onto a board and immobilize her neck with a brace
before sliding her out of the ring and onto a gurney.
JENNY: I don't know why Moorea felt she had to do that. It was clear she was in control of most of the
match.
STACY: You must have been asleep during Moorea's interview earlier. None of these moron fans
appreciate just how great she is so this is just a little reminder of how awesome The Red Plague is.
JENNY: I certainly hope it is not as bad as it looks, but this is a dangerous, contact sport and Teri
seems to have paid the price.
STACY: Yes, she did, but let's not sell Moorea short. She said she was one of the best in the sport and
she went out and showed why. Why don’t we take a break before we go to our next match?
JENNY: Sounds good to me. Hopefully, we’ll get an update on Teri later in the show.
Moorea rushed out of her corner and slammed into a surprised Teri, shoving her back into her corner.
Once there, the redhead laced into the Fitness Fox with a knife-edged chop that had the brunette
blinking wildly. A resounding second chop followed and the crowd got into the action, chanting in unison
“WHOOO”. Finally, a third chop had Teri’s chest reddening and covering up to block any further blows.
The Red Plague continued her onslaught as she grabbed the top rope and began slamming vicious kick
after vicious kick into Teri’s stomach until the brunette was doubled over in pain. Moorea gave her
opponent no chance for a breather as she landed a thunderous kneelift that dropped Teri butt-first to the
canvas. The former champion then began stomping away at her dazed opponent as the referee began
to count. At four, Moore backed away, leaving a stunned Teri slumped against the bottom turnbuckle.
Abruptly, Moorea pushed past the official and pressed her boot against Teri’s throat while she pulled
down on the top ropes for more leverage. The Fitness Fox’s feet beat a tattoo into the mat as her
oxygen supply was cut off and the referee moved in with his count. At four, Moorea relented, leaving a
still hacking and coughing Teri writhing on the canvas.
JENNY: Moorea has burst from the blocks and seems intent on making good on her promise.
STACY: She is in a class all to herself and Teri will find that out before this is over.
Wasting no time, the redhead moved in and pulled Teri up to her feet only to drop the brunette back to
the canvas with a short-armed clothesline. With her opponent dazed, Moorea yanked Teri up, tucked
her head underneath the left arm of the Fitness Fox and then took the brunette to the canvas with a
textbook Northern Lights suplex. As Moorea bridged out, the official dropped to the mat to make the
count.
ONE…
TW-
Teri kicked out of the pin attempt and scrambled toward the ropes while Moorea glared menacingly at the
official.
JENNY: Too early for Moorea to put Teri away there.
STACY: I don’t think she really was trying to. It’s just another message to Teri saying ‘you’re out of your
league’.
Just as Teri made it to her feet, Moorea rushed in and head butted the brunette across the bridge of her
nose. Stunned, the Fitness Fox could offer no resistance as the Red Plague whipped her across the ring
and into the ropes. When Teri rebounded, the redhead caught, her flipped her into the air and dropped
her across her knee with a wicked tilt-a-whirl backbreaker that had the brunette crying out in agony.
As Teri rolled onto her stomach while arching her aching back, Moorea moved in and dropped a vicious
knee into the small of her opponent’s back before she reached forward and pulled back on the brunette’s
chin, amping up the pressure on Teri’s spine. The official moved in to ask the Fitness Fox if she wanted
to submit and in between moans, Teri refused.
JENNY: Moorea is just punishing Teri.
STACY: No, she is playing with her. This is barely the start of a very painful night for the Fitness Fox.
Abruptly, Moorea began smashing forearm after forearm into Teri’s face while the referee warned the
redhead about her actions. Quickly, the Red Plague got off her opponent and with a handful of the
brunette’s tresses, yanked her off the canvas. Moorea pulled the stunned Teri into a stiff knee to the
stomach doubling over the Atlantic City beauty.
The Red Plague locked on a front facelock and with a handful of Teri’s shorts, lifted the Fitness Fox into
the air. Moorea demonstrated her unheralded strength as she was over to the near corner and dropped
her foe crotch first onto the top turnbuckle connector. Climbing up, the red-haired beauty reapplied the
front facelock and after placing one foot on the top rope, grabbed Teri by her shorts and lifted her into
the air before falling backwards and driving the brunette into the canvas with her HOWL OF THE WOLFE
[top rope superplex]. Moorea completed the move and flipping backwards onto her still moaning
opponent for the cover.
ONE…
TWO…
TH-
At the last moment, Teri kicked out of the lackadaisical pin by Moorea while the redhead chuckled to
herself.
JENNY: Still too early for Moorea to put Teri away. Teri needs to do something quick.
STACY: Nothing she can do but accept the inevitable.
With a sneer on her face, Moorea pulled her foe off the canvas and quickly booted the brunette in the
stomach, doubling her over. The Red Plague then hooked both of her opponent’s arms before she lifted
Teri into the air for a double underhook suplex. However, Teri floated over and landed on her feet
behind the redhead and when Moorea spun around, the Fitness Fox nailed her with THE BOOT
[superkick]. The redhead collapsed to the mat in a heap as did Teri, unable to capitalize because of her
earlier punishment.
JENNY: She nailed it! She just hit Moorea with THE BOOT!
STACY: Yes, she did, but she’s in no shape to do anything.
Slowly, Teri made it to her feet while Moorea had only risen to one knee. The Fitness Fox moved in
behind her prey, scooped the redhead into her arms and drove her into the canvas with a wicked side
slam. Wasting no movement, Teri yanked her stunned foe up, lifted the Red Plague onto her shoulder
while she backed into the near corner. Abruptly, the brunette ran forward and drove Moorea’s spine into
the canvas with a stunning running powerslam.
The Fitness Fox kipped to her feet and moved in behind Moorea who was struggling to shake off the hi-
impact move. When the redhead finally stood, Teri moved in beside Moorea, grabbed the red-haired
grappler underneath her chin while hooking her foe’s leg with her own and drove the Red Plague face-
first into the mat with her A.C. DRIVER [forward Russian legsweep]. The brunette rolled the stunned
former champion onto her back and hooked her leg for the count.
ONE…
TWO…
TH-
Moorea kicked out of the pin attempt and scrambled over to the ropes, using them to regain her feet.
JENNY: Teri is right back in this match and after that maneuver, I’d say she has the momentum.
STACY: I’d say you’re wrong.
After slapping the canvas in frustration, Teri got back up and moved in behind Moorea. Just as the
redhead released her grip on the ropes, Teri started to lock in a cobra clutch. However, the Red Plague
had scouted the move and slipped out of her opponent’s grip. Suddenly, Moorea booted Teri in the
stomach, doubling her over. Quickly, the redhead grabbed the Fitness Fox in a front facelock, spun
around and drove Teri into the mat with her move, THE PLAGUE DRIVER [Twist of Fate].
But instead over covering her stunned opponent, Moorea slowly shook her head at the crowd as a sly
smile came over her face. The red-haired beauty moved behind Teri’s head and deftly wrapped her legs
around her foe’s skull, locking in THE ANACONDA [figure-four headscissors]. With her legs locked tight,
Moorea arched backwards, increasing the torque and cutting off Teri’s oxygen supply as the referee
leaned in to ask the brunette if she wanted to submit.
The Jersey native’s face quickly began to turn red as she refused to give up while she futilely beat at the
legs of the Red Plague. But Teri’s ring savvy clicked in as she began using her legs to angle toward the
ropes. A few seconds later, the Fitness Fox managed to wrap her feet around the bottom rope and the
official moved in to tell Moorea to break the hold. After the redhead refused, the referee began to count
and just as he reached four, Moorea complied.
STACY: See? Moorea has Teri’s number.
JENNY: Maybe tonight she does….but that’s only tonight.
STACY: Tonight and every night.
Deliberately, Moorea pulled her still gasping opponent off the canvas and shoved her chest-first into the
nearby corner. The redhead grabbed the middle ropes, lowered her shoulder and drove it into the
brunette’s spine, eliciting a cry of agony from the Fitness Fox. A second shoulderblock followed which
left Teri slumped in the corner, held up only by the top ropes.
The Red Plague motioned to the crowd with a throat cutting gesture as she turned around and backed
against the battered brunette. Moorea crouched slightly as she reached down and grabbed Teri’s
ankles, placing them on her thighs. The redhead then reached backwards and locked arms with her foe
as if preparing for a backslide maneuver. Instead, Moorea locked her hands underneath Teri’s chin and
began to pull forward as she waded away from the corner, locking in her finisher, THE LETHAL
INJECTION [modified hangman’s stretch].
Teri’s arms flailed helplessly at first as Moorea pulled the hold tighter, seemingly trying to snap the
brunette’s neck as the referee moved in and asked the Fitness Fox if she wanted to submit. Teri
sputtered out a slightly muffled ‘no’ as the pain in her neck began to make her panic. The brunette tried
to reach forward and find Moorea’s eyes, but the redhead simply leaned her head forward out of harm’s
way as Teri’s moans filled the air.
STACY: There we go….the end of the line for Teri.
JENNY: I think you may be right Stacy. Moorea has that locked in so well, I think its time Teri gave up
and saved her career.
However, just as Teri’s flailings began to slow down, Moorea abruptly unclasped her hands and allowed
the brunette to crash face-first to the canvas. Moorea spun around and watched gleefully as her
opponent spasmed on the mat while she reached toward her throbbing neck.
MOOREA: Uh-uh Teri. This is going to end so nicely for you.
Moorea reached down for her stunned foe and as she did, Teri flipped onto her back, reached up and
rolled the redhead up into a small package with the referee right in position for the count.
ONE…
TWO…
THR-
At the very last second, a shocked Moorea kicked out of the pin attempt.
JENNY: Wow, Teri seemed to be playing possum and very nearly shocked Moorea with that rollup.
STACY: Tonight and every night.
Both women were quick to their feet and when Moorea rushed forward to land a clothesline, Teri ducked
beneath the move, reached backwards, grabbed the redhead underneath the chin and nailed her with a
devastating fall-away neckbreaker. The move left the Red Plague rolling across the canvas as Teri
kipped back to her feet and motioned for the crowd to make some noise.
As her fans complied, the Fitness Fox moved in, yanked the stunned Moorea to her feet and whipped her
across the ring. As the redhead bounced off the ropes, Teri waited until the last moment before she bent
down and flipped her opponent high into the air; the former champion crashing to the mat with a loud
thud courtesy of the high back bodydrop.
JENNY: I sense the momentum is now in Teri’s favor.
STACY: Duh, you think?
Again, Teri jerked her opponent to her feet, grabbed her by the wrist and whipped her into the far ropes.
This time, the brunette seemingly telegraphed her attempt at another back bodydrop and Moorea
stopped short and sent a kick toward the brunette’s head. But once again, the Fitness Fox’s ring savvy
came into play as she caught the intended kick and made Moorea hop around on one foot for a second
before she spun the former champion around. The brunette slammed into her foe with a stiff clothesline
that nearly decapitated the redhead.
With Moorea on the canvas trying to shake off her last blow, Teri hovered behind the red-haired beauty
as she struggled to rise. Once she had, the Fitness Fox spun her opponent around and slammed a stiff
kick into her mid-section, doubling over the Red Plague. Quickly, Teri underhooked both of Moorea’s
arms and lifted her into the air. Teri showcased her underrated strength as she held the redhead in
place for a few seconds before she dropped straight down to the mat, driving Moorea’s skull into the
canvas with her finisher, THE BOARDWALK BOMB [double underhook armbar into a brainbuster
suplex]. Moorea trembled slightly just before Teri lay across her for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
THRE-
Everybody in the house was in shock when Moorea kicked out of the pin attempt; Teri sitting back on her
haunches as she pleadingly questioned the referee.
JENNY: NO WAY! How did Moorea kick out of that???
STACY: Because she is a real wrestler, not a wannabe like her opponent.
Still suffering the effects of her opponent’s finisher, Moorea was slow to get to her feet. When she did,
Teri laced into the redhead with a stiff forearm smash. A second one followed which backed the Red
Plague into the ropes. When the Fitness Fox attempted to Irish-whip her opponent into the opposite
ropes, Moorea quickly reversed the attempt before she suddenly stopped short and pulled Teri into a
sick-looking short-armed clothesline that sent the brunette crashing to the mat.
With a sneer on her face, the Red Plague pulled her opponent off the mat and locked on a front
facelock. Slowly, Moorea turned into her foe until she was back to back with the brunette with Teri’s head
on her shoulder. Abruptly, the Canadian vixen dropped straight down, nailing the Fitness Fox with a sick-
looking snap neckbreaker that left the brunette spasming on the canvas.
Moorea continued her assault as she yanked Teri off the mat and slammed a vicious forearm into the
small of her back. A loud moan escaped the Atlantic City beauty as she started to sink to her knees.
The Red Plague snaked out her hand and grabbed a handful of Teri’s tresses to prevent it however.
MOOREA: End of the line Teri…….and you can thank each and every one of your fans for this.
The red-haired grappler spun Teri around and booted her opponent in the stomach, doubling her over.
Moorea quickly wrapped her arms around the waist of the Fitness Fox and flipped her onto her shoulder,
locking on an over-the-shoulder backbreaker. The former champion began shaking her victim as she
tightened her grip on the brunette. Abruptly, Moorea slid her foe forward and dropped to the canvas,
driving Teri’s skull into the mat with her finisher, THE OUTBREAK [over-the-shoulder backbreaker into a
sit-out piledriver]. Teri spasmed wildly as Moorea got to her feet and looked down on her agonized victim.
STACY: I think the Fitness Fox just crapped out.
JENNY: Oh God! Moorea may have just snapped Teri’s neck with that move.
STACY: She promised everybody she was going to injure Teri and I think she just made good on that
promise.
Wordlessly, the redhead nudged her clearly agonized opponent with her foot. When Teri barely
responded, Moorea bent over and rolled the brunette onto her stomach. The Red Plague then took a
seat on the back of Teri’s thighs while she grabbed her opponent’s right arm and cinched in a chicken
wing armlock. The redhead then reached forward, pulled the brunette’s head back and applied a dragon
sleeper while she tightened her legs around the ribs of the Fitness Fox, her finisher, THE FATAL
INJECTION [Dragon sleeper, chicken wing, body scissors combo] locked in.
As the referee moved in close to see if Teri wanted to submit, the brunette flailed helplessly with her free
hand, hoping to grab something on Moore to make her release the torturous hold. However, as Moorea
tightened the hold, Teri reached her pain threshold and screamed out her submission.
DING! DING! DING!
Despite Teri’s pleadings, Moorea refused release her finisher, pulled back even further and torqueing
the brunette’s back and neck nearly to the breaking point. As the referee’s count reached three, an
audible ‘POP’ could be heard and a bloodcurdling scream came from Teri’s lips. Quickly, Moorea
released her victim and got to her feet as Teri began to twitch and convulse wildly. The redhead looked
down at her injured opponent as the official waved to the back for help.
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner, The Red Plague, Moorea Wolfe!
Boos showered down on Moorea as she climbed one of the corner and raised her arms victoriously. As
she did, medical personnel rushed into the ring and began tending to the still shrieking Teri. After a few
minutes, they managed to strap the Fitness Fox onto a board and immobilize her neck with a brace
before sliding her out of the ring and onto a gurney.
JENNY: I don't know why Moorea felt she had to do that. It was clear she was in control of most of the
match.
STACY: You must have been asleep during Moorea's interview earlier. None of these moron fans
appreciate just how great she is so this is just a little reminder of how awesome The Red Plague is.
JENNY: I certainly hope it is not as bad as it looks, but this is a dangerous, contact sport and Teri
seems to have paid the price.
STACY: Yes, she did, but let's not sell Moorea short. She said she was one of the best in the sport and
she went out and showed why. Why don’t we take a break before we go to our next match?
JENNY: Sounds good to me. Hopefully, we’ll get an update on Teri later in the show.
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JENNY: Now we get a look at a real champion.
STACY: Yep…..Moorea Wolfe is about to make an example of Teri Mooney. Remember that ACL injury
Teri suffered a few years ago?
JENNY: Yeah, it basically forced her out of fitness competitions and into the squared circle.
STACY: That’s gonna look like a walk in the park compared to what Moorea is about to unleash upon
her.
JENNY: Well, that is what the virus known as The Red Plague does. It’s time for the ring introductions.
RING ANNOUNCER: This is another first round Middleweight Title Tournament match. Introducing first,
originally from Saskatchewan, Canada but now making her home in Phoenix, Arizona, she stands five
feet-two inches tall and weighs in at one hundred thirty-seven pounds…..she is the former AFW
Middleweight Champion, Moorea “The Red Plague” Wolfe!!!
Moorea strode onto the stage and raised her arms in anticipation of a decent reception from the crowd.
Instead, the redhead was showered with boos and a chant of “You Suck” from the audience. As she
gritted her teeth, the Plague Rider shook her head and slowly strode down to the ring as the crowd’s
reception never wavered.
Moorea wore a tiny black slingshot top underneath a sheer white mesh cutoff top, black workout shorts
with a wide, white waistband, black knee-high wrestling boots and matching kneepads. The Red Plague
carefully entered the ring and quickly allowed the referee to search her and then give her the
instructions for the match. The fuming ex-champion then backed into her corner to wait for her opponent.
JENNY: We’ve got Maria backstage for a quick word from Teri. Maria?
MARIA: Thanks Jen. Teri, you heard Moorea’s comments earlier? Any response?
TERI: I think Moorea is a talented girl but she forgets this is a business. If you really had the discipline
you claim to, you’d be sculpting your body into a temple. I mean would a little effort to improve yourself
and showcase your goods be too much? I guess so since the fans have clearly spoken.
MARIA: Fans or not, this is going to be a very difficult match for you Teri.
TERI: No doubt. But I’m going to be wrapping that Middleweight title around my waist and you, Moorea,
are the first hurdle for me. I haven’t paid all the dues I have only to roll over for you. if you think you’re
gonna do something to injure me, I’d worry about the reverse if I were you, because nobody is gonna
stand between me and my goal.
MARIA: Good luck out there Teri. Back to you Jen.
JENNY: I think Teri may have just added some more fuel to the fire that is already burning Moorea up.
STACY: Yup, she’s toast.
RING ANNOUNCER: And her opponent………she hails from Atlantic City, New Jersey. Standing five
feet-four inches tall, she weighs one hundred thirty pounds, here is the Fitness Fox, Teri Mooney!!
Teri burst onto the stage and immediately received a thunderous face reception. In appreciation, the
Atlantic City beauty went into an abbreviated fitness routine before she finished with a standing backflip
and then a killer, sexy pose. As the crowd began to chant her name, the brunette sprinted down to the
ring, hopped up onto the ring apron and vaulted over the top rope.
Teri wore a florescent pink halter top with white fringe trim, matching spandex shorts, pink wrestling boots
with ‘FITNESS’ on one and ‘FOX’ on the other. The New Jersey native completed her outfit with hot pink
kneepads and florescent pink wrist tape. Teri climbed the ropes in her corner to strike a pose for the still
cheering fans before she jumped down to allow the official to go over the rules of the match with her.
STACY: Yep…..Moorea Wolfe is about to make an example of Teri Mooney. Remember that ACL injury
Teri suffered a few years ago?
JENNY: Yeah, it basically forced her out of fitness competitions and into the squared circle.
STACY: That’s gonna look like a walk in the park compared to what Moorea is about to unleash upon
her.
JENNY: Well, that is what the virus known as The Red Plague does. It’s time for the ring introductions.
RING ANNOUNCER: This is another first round Middleweight Title Tournament match. Introducing first,
originally from Saskatchewan, Canada but now making her home in Phoenix, Arizona, she stands five
feet-two inches tall and weighs in at one hundred thirty-seven pounds…..she is the former AFW
Middleweight Champion, Moorea “The Red Plague” Wolfe!!!
Moorea strode onto the stage and raised her arms in anticipation of a decent reception from the crowd.
Instead, the redhead was showered with boos and a chant of “You Suck” from the audience. As she
gritted her teeth, the Plague Rider shook her head and slowly strode down to the ring as the crowd’s
reception never wavered.
Moorea wore a tiny black slingshot top underneath a sheer white mesh cutoff top, black workout shorts
with a wide, white waistband, black knee-high wrestling boots and matching kneepads. The Red Plague
carefully entered the ring and quickly allowed the referee to search her and then give her the
instructions for the match. The fuming ex-champion then backed into her corner to wait for her opponent.
JENNY: We’ve got Maria backstage for a quick word from Teri. Maria?
MARIA: Thanks Jen. Teri, you heard Moorea’s comments earlier? Any response?
TERI: I think Moorea is a talented girl but she forgets this is a business. If you really had the discipline
you claim to, you’d be sculpting your body into a temple. I mean would a little effort to improve yourself
and showcase your goods be too much? I guess so since the fans have clearly spoken.
MARIA: Fans or not, this is going to be a very difficult match for you Teri.
TERI: No doubt. But I’m going to be wrapping that Middleweight title around my waist and you, Moorea,
are the first hurdle for me. I haven’t paid all the dues I have only to roll over for you. if you think you’re
gonna do something to injure me, I’d worry about the reverse if I were you, because nobody is gonna
stand between me and my goal.
MARIA: Good luck out there Teri. Back to you Jen.
JENNY: I think Teri may have just added some more fuel to the fire that is already burning Moorea up.
STACY: Yup, she’s toast.
RING ANNOUNCER: And her opponent………she hails from Atlantic City, New Jersey. Standing five
feet-four inches tall, she weighs one hundred thirty pounds, here is the Fitness Fox, Teri Mooney!!
Teri burst onto the stage and immediately received a thunderous face reception. In appreciation, the
Atlantic City beauty went into an abbreviated fitness routine before she finished with a standing backflip
and then a killer, sexy pose. As the crowd began to chant her name, the brunette sprinted down to the
ring, hopped up onto the ring apron and vaulted over the top rope.
Teri wore a florescent pink halter top with white fringe trim, matching spandex shorts, pink wrestling boots
with ‘FITNESS’ on one and ‘FOX’ on the other. The New Jersey native completed her outfit with hot pink
kneepads and florescent pink wrist tape. Teri climbed the ropes in her corner to strike a pose for the still
cheering fans before she jumped down to allow the official to go over the rules of the match with her.