DING!
The two former co-workers circled each other carefully, feinting a charge and then backing away.
Finally, both women stopped in their tracks and leaned in for the collar and elbow lockup. Just before
the lockup, Amy shifted her weight and used Jillian’s momentum to take her down with a textbook
armdrag. The redhead kipped to her feet and with a smirk on her face, nodded toward her opponent.
Once more, the two grapplers circled each other before getting ready to lockup. This time, it was Jillian
who surprised her red-haired opponent with a perfectly executed armdrag. Enraged, Amy leapt to her
feet and headed straight for the blonde. The pair had just locked up collar-and-elbow when the Extreme
Diva slammed a vicious knee into the stomach of her opponent. A knife edged chop followed and forced
Jillian into the ropes.
Amy grabbed the blonde by the wrist and whipped her across the ring and into the ropes. When The
Bombshell rebounded, the grappler formerly known as Lita bent over, ready to deliver a high backdrop.
However, since she telegraphed the move, Amy received a stiff boot from her opponent, straightening
her up long enough for Jillian to slam into her with a running clothesline. Quickly, the blonde covered her
foe for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
Amy kicked out with authority and quickly made it back to her feet only to find Jillian waiting for her.
NIKKI: An early mistake by Amy there and Jillian almost made her pay for it.
PARIS: I think Jillian should stick to singing.
The Bombshell launched a stiff kick into her opponent’s stomach, doubling over the redhead. Jillian
quickly grabbed Amy by her wrist and whipped her across the ring into the opposite corner; the redhead’
s back slammed hard into the turnbuckles. Abruptly, the blonde cart-wheeled toward the corner and
nailed the stunned Amy with the CRASH TEST SPLASH [cartwheel into a corner splash]. Amy slowly
staggered out of the corner before she pitched forward and crashed to the mat.
With Amy on the mat face-down, Jillian nudged the redhead onto her back before she raced toward the
ropes. When The Bombshell rebounded, she crashed onto Amy with a running legdrop. Quickly, the
blonde kipped back up and headed for the ropes once more. Jillian went into a cartwheel before she
nailed the Extreme Diva with THE HALL DROP [cartwheel into an elbow drop].
As the redhead lay on the canvas moaning, Jillian jumped to her feet and pulled the stunned diva toward
the nearby corner. Quickly, the blonde exited the ring and then climbed to the top rope. The Bombshell
balanced herself on the top rope before she spread her arms like a championship diver and leapt from
her perch. Just before Jillian landed her finisher, THE BOMBSHELL SPLASH [450º splash], the Extreme
Diva raised her knees and the blonde crashed and burned; her ribs and chest suffered the brunt of the
impact.
NIKKI: Ouch! Jillian took a huge gamble going for her finisher this early and it didn’t pay off for her.
PARIS: Now you see why she’s not a champion. She just made a rookie mistake and Amy is going to
make her pay dearly for it.
With Jillian still on the mat holding her ribs, Amy slowly got to her feet with a sneer on her face. The
redhead yanked her opponent up and locked on a front facelock before abruptly jerking Jillian into the
air and driving her into the canvas with a snap suplex. Before The Bombshell could object, the Extreme
Diva pulled the blonde up and repeated the maneuver, sending more shockwaves of pain through The
Bombshell’s body.
Amy then hovered over her stunned foe while disdainfully slapping the downed blonde and trash talking
at her. Suddenly, the redhead yanked her opponent up and shoved her into the nearby corner. A
vicious boot to the stomach doubled over The Bombshell and allowed Amy to lock on a front facelock
before she lifted the blonde into the air and deposited her onto the top turnbuckle.
Carefully, the Extreme Diva climbed the ropes until she had one foot on the top rope while she locked
another front facelock onto the still dazed blonde. Amy grabbed a handful of her opponent’s shorts
before she stepped up onto the top rope, lifted Jillian into the air and drove her into the canvas with a
thunderous top rope superplex. Both women howled upon impact but it was clear that Jillian suffered the
most as she twitched wildly on the mat while Amy struggled to crawl over and pin her foe. After a few
seconds, the Extreme Diva covered Jillian while the referee dropped down to make the count.
ONE…
TWO…
THR-
At the last second, Jillian rolled her shoulder off the mat and forced the match to continue.
NIKKI: Wow! Jillian kicked out of that devastating superplex. Guess Amy is going to have to dig down
deep to put her away.
PARIS: Not too deep; Amy is just too strong for Jillian.
The now sneering redhead jumped to her feet and pulled her dazed opponent up. Abruptly, Amy
slapped the blonde hard across the cheek before she scooped the Bombshell up and then bodyslammed
Jillian. Before the blonde could react, Amy raced toward the ropes, rebounded and crashed into her
opponent with a stiff, running legdrop across Jillian’s throat; the impact had The Bombshell rolling across
the mat holding her throat and hacking and coughing.
With Jillian stunned, Amy kipped back up and then hovered behind the blonde as she struggled to
stand. As the Bombshell made it to her feet, the redhead leapt into the air and nailed her opponent with
her finisher, THE LAST STAND [spinning enziguri]. The impact spun Jillian like a top until she collapsed
to the canvas. Quickly, Amy covered her foe for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
TH-
At the very last second, the Extreme Diva yanked Jillian off the mat, interrupting the count and prolonging
the match.
NIKKI: Amy clearly had the match won there.
PARIS: I’m not so sure. I think I saw Jillian roll her shoulder off the mat.
NIKKI: Then you are seeing things now. Jillian is done.
As Jillian tried to shake off the effects of THE LAST STAND, Amy hovered off to the left of the still downed
blonde. The Bombshell had made it up to one knee when her opponent began to bounce from one foot
to the other in anticipation. Finally, just as Jillian stood, Amy headed toward the ropes to the left of the
blonde. As the still woozy grappler raised her left hand to her head, the Extreme Diva rebounded and
smashed into the blonde’s ribs with THE EXTREME IMPACT [Spear]. The Bombshell bounced across
the mat until she came to a rest near the ropes, curled into a fetal ball, twitching and clutching at her
damaged ribs. As blood rimmed around Jillian’s mouth, Amy stood over the agonized blonde with a smile
on her face while the crowd showered her with boos.
With a double handful of hair, the Extreme Diva yanked Jillian off the canvas and shoved her against the
ropes. Amy grabbed her opponent by the wrist and started to whip her across the ring. At the last
second, the redhead put on brakes and pulled the blonde back into a stiff knee to the stomach, doubling
her over. With Jillian nearly breathless, Amy grabbed her opponent in a front facelock and drove her
into the canvas with THE DESCENT [swinging snap DDT].
Amy kipped to her feet and hovered over the semi-conscious blonde before making a throat-slitting
motion to indicate she was going to end the match. Slowly, the redhead pulled her opponent up and
hoisted the blonde onto her shoulders. Amy carried her opponent to the near corner and sat her on the
top turnbuckle before climbing to the second rope. The Extreme Diva locked on a front facelock before
she jumped off, spinning in mid-air and driving Jillian into the canvas with her finisher, THE E.T.F.
[extreme twist of fate]. The blonde bounced off the mat and onto her back, twitching for a few seconds
before Amy lay across her for the academic count.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
LILLIAN GARCIA: Your winner, The Extreme Diva, Amy Dumas!
NIKKI: Jillian had a few moments there, but Amy was determined to make an example of The Bombshell.
PARIS: The Diva Killers are on a roll. So far, they’re 4-0.
NIKKI: I doubt that will continue the entire night.
PARIS: I’m not so sure.
Suddenly, Amy shoved the referee aside and honed in on the semi-conscious Jillian again. Dragging her
defeated opponent by the hair, Amy pulled the blonde through the ropes and down to the arena floor.
The redhead grabbed The Bombshell around the waist and drove her spine against the edge of the ring
apron, eliciting a howl of agony.
Before the blonde could collapse, Amy caught her victim and led her over to the ringside steps. Quickly,
Amy locked on a standing headscissors before she wrapped her arms around Jillian’s waist and hoisted
her into the air. A second later, Amy drove Jillian into the steel steps with her finisher, THE DUMAS
DRIVER [jackknife powerbomb]. A bloodcurdling scream escaped Jillian’s lips just before she bounced
off the unforgiving metal and down to the arena floor in a twitching heap. Medical personnel rushed
down to ringside as Amy backed up the ramp to a rousing chorus of boos from the audience.
NIKKI: The referee should have reversed his decision after that post-match beating Amy gave Jillian.
PARIS: Well, the Diva Killers are certainly making a point so far tonight. That’s three out of four
opponents who have either been carried out or needed medical attention.
NIKKI: And to think, they still have a few more matches tonight. We’ll be back folks.
The two former co-workers circled each other carefully, feinting a charge and then backing away.
Finally, both women stopped in their tracks and leaned in for the collar and elbow lockup. Just before
the lockup, Amy shifted her weight and used Jillian’s momentum to take her down with a textbook
armdrag. The redhead kipped to her feet and with a smirk on her face, nodded toward her opponent.
Once more, the two grapplers circled each other before getting ready to lockup. This time, it was Jillian
who surprised her red-haired opponent with a perfectly executed armdrag. Enraged, Amy leapt to her
feet and headed straight for the blonde. The pair had just locked up collar-and-elbow when the Extreme
Diva slammed a vicious knee into the stomach of her opponent. A knife edged chop followed and forced
Jillian into the ropes.
Amy grabbed the blonde by the wrist and whipped her across the ring and into the ropes. When The
Bombshell rebounded, the grappler formerly known as Lita bent over, ready to deliver a high backdrop.
However, since she telegraphed the move, Amy received a stiff boot from her opponent, straightening
her up long enough for Jillian to slam into her with a running clothesline. Quickly, the blonde covered her
foe for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
Amy kicked out with authority and quickly made it back to her feet only to find Jillian waiting for her.
NIKKI: An early mistake by Amy there and Jillian almost made her pay for it.
PARIS: I think Jillian should stick to singing.
The Bombshell launched a stiff kick into her opponent’s stomach, doubling over the redhead. Jillian
quickly grabbed Amy by her wrist and whipped her across the ring into the opposite corner; the redhead’
s back slammed hard into the turnbuckles. Abruptly, the blonde cart-wheeled toward the corner and
nailed the stunned Amy with the CRASH TEST SPLASH [cartwheel into a corner splash]. Amy slowly
staggered out of the corner before she pitched forward and crashed to the mat.
With Amy on the mat face-down, Jillian nudged the redhead onto her back before she raced toward the
ropes. When The Bombshell rebounded, she crashed onto Amy with a running legdrop. Quickly, the
blonde kipped back up and headed for the ropes once more. Jillian went into a cartwheel before she
nailed the Extreme Diva with THE HALL DROP [cartwheel into an elbow drop].
As the redhead lay on the canvas moaning, Jillian jumped to her feet and pulled the stunned diva toward
the nearby corner. Quickly, the blonde exited the ring and then climbed to the top rope. The Bombshell
balanced herself on the top rope before she spread her arms like a championship diver and leapt from
her perch. Just before Jillian landed her finisher, THE BOMBSHELL SPLASH [450º splash], the Extreme
Diva raised her knees and the blonde crashed and burned; her ribs and chest suffered the brunt of the
impact.
NIKKI: Ouch! Jillian took a huge gamble going for her finisher this early and it didn’t pay off for her.
PARIS: Now you see why she’s not a champion. She just made a rookie mistake and Amy is going to
make her pay dearly for it.
With Jillian still on the mat holding her ribs, Amy slowly got to her feet with a sneer on her face. The
redhead yanked her opponent up and locked on a front facelock before abruptly jerking Jillian into the
air and driving her into the canvas with a snap suplex. Before The Bombshell could object, the Extreme
Diva pulled the blonde up and repeated the maneuver, sending more shockwaves of pain through The
Bombshell’s body.
Amy then hovered over her stunned foe while disdainfully slapping the downed blonde and trash talking
at her. Suddenly, the redhead yanked her opponent up and shoved her into the nearby corner. A
vicious boot to the stomach doubled over The Bombshell and allowed Amy to lock on a front facelock
before she lifted the blonde into the air and deposited her onto the top turnbuckle.
Carefully, the Extreme Diva climbed the ropes until she had one foot on the top rope while she locked
another front facelock onto the still dazed blonde. Amy grabbed a handful of her opponent’s shorts
before she stepped up onto the top rope, lifted Jillian into the air and drove her into the canvas with a
thunderous top rope superplex. Both women howled upon impact but it was clear that Jillian suffered the
most as she twitched wildly on the mat while Amy struggled to crawl over and pin her foe. After a few
seconds, the Extreme Diva covered Jillian while the referee dropped down to make the count.
ONE…
TWO…
THR-
At the last second, Jillian rolled her shoulder off the mat and forced the match to continue.
NIKKI: Wow! Jillian kicked out of that devastating superplex. Guess Amy is going to have to dig down
deep to put her away.
PARIS: Not too deep; Amy is just too strong for Jillian.
The now sneering redhead jumped to her feet and pulled her dazed opponent up. Abruptly, Amy
slapped the blonde hard across the cheek before she scooped the Bombshell up and then bodyslammed
Jillian. Before the blonde could react, Amy raced toward the ropes, rebounded and crashed into her
opponent with a stiff, running legdrop across Jillian’s throat; the impact had The Bombshell rolling across
the mat holding her throat and hacking and coughing.
With Jillian stunned, Amy kipped back up and then hovered behind the blonde as she struggled to
stand. As the Bombshell made it to her feet, the redhead leapt into the air and nailed her opponent with
her finisher, THE LAST STAND [spinning enziguri]. The impact spun Jillian like a top until she collapsed
to the canvas. Quickly, Amy covered her foe for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
TH-
At the very last second, the Extreme Diva yanked Jillian off the mat, interrupting the count and prolonging
the match.
NIKKI: Amy clearly had the match won there.
PARIS: I’m not so sure. I think I saw Jillian roll her shoulder off the mat.
NIKKI: Then you are seeing things now. Jillian is done.
As Jillian tried to shake off the effects of THE LAST STAND, Amy hovered off to the left of the still downed
blonde. The Bombshell had made it up to one knee when her opponent began to bounce from one foot
to the other in anticipation. Finally, just as Jillian stood, Amy headed toward the ropes to the left of the
blonde. As the still woozy grappler raised her left hand to her head, the Extreme Diva rebounded and
smashed into the blonde’s ribs with THE EXTREME IMPACT [Spear]. The Bombshell bounced across
the mat until she came to a rest near the ropes, curled into a fetal ball, twitching and clutching at her
damaged ribs. As blood rimmed around Jillian’s mouth, Amy stood over the agonized blonde with a smile
on her face while the crowd showered her with boos.
With a double handful of hair, the Extreme Diva yanked Jillian off the canvas and shoved her against the
ropes. Amy grabbed her opponent by the wrist and started to whip her across the ring. At the last
second, the redhead put on brakes and pulled the blonde back into a stiff knee to the stomach, doubling
her over. With Jillian nearly breathless, Amy grabbed her opponent in a front facelock and drove her
into the canvas with THE DESCENT [swinging snap DDT].
Amy kipped to her feet and hovered over the semi-conscious blonde before making a throat-slitting
motion to indicate she was going to end the match. Slowly, the redhead pulled her opponent up and
hoisted the blonde onto her shoulders. Amy carried her opponent to the near corner and sat her on the
top turnbuckle before climbing to the second rope. The Extreme Diva locked on a front facelock before
she jumped off, spinning in mid-air and driving Jillian into the canvas with her finisher, THE E.T.F.
[extreme twist of fate]. The blonde bounced off the mat and onto her back, twitching for a few seconds
before Amy lay across her for the academic count.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
LILLIAN GARCIA: Your winner, The Extreme Diva, Amy Dumas!
NIKKI: Jillian had a few moments there, but Amy was determined to make an example of The Bombshell.
PARIS: The Diva Killers are on a roll. So far, they’re 4-0.
NIKKI: I doubt that will continue the entire night.
PARIS: I’m not so sure.
Suddenly, Amy shoved the referee aside and honed in on the semi-conscious Jillian again. Dragging her
defeated opponent by the hair, Amy pulled the blonde through the ropes and down to the arena floor.
The redhead grabbed The Bombshell around the waist and drove her spine against the edge of the ring
apron, eliciting a howl of agony.
Before the blonde could collapse, Amy caught her victim and led her over to the ringside steps. Quickly,
Amy locked on a standing headscissors before she wrapped her arms around Jillian’s waist and hoisted
her into the air. A second later, Amy drove Jillian into the steel steps with her finisher, THE DUMAS
DRIVER [jackknife powerbomb]. A bloodcurdling scream escaped Jillian’s lips just before she bounced
off the unforgiving metal and down to the arena floor in a twitching heap. Medical personnel rushed
down to ringside as Amy backed up the ramp to a rousing chorus of boos from the audience.
NIKKI: The referee should have reversed his decision after that post-match beating Amy gave Jillian.
PARIS: Well, the Diva Killers are certainly making a point so far tonight. That’s three out of four
opponents who have either been carried out or needed medical attention.
NIKKI: And to think, they still have a few more matches tonight. We’ll be back folks.
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NIKKI: Time for another Diva Killers match, Paris.
PARIS: You mean another Diva Killers triumph, don’t you?
NIKKI: Let’s not get ahead of ourselves here; Jillian Hall is more than capable of taking down Amy
Dumas.
PARIS: Yeah, right. And I’m gonna spend the weekend with Lindsay Lohan again. Get real.
NIKKI: Well, we have Haylie Duff backstage with The Bombshell. Haylie, take it away.
HAYLIE: Thanks Nikki. Jillian, you’ve got a tough match in a few minutes. Your thoughts?
JILLIAN: Just glad to be here in the AFW, where I only have to concentrate on wrestling; not be saddled
with some lame singing gimmick or have to play politics just to keep a spot on the roster.
HAYLIE: Sounds like a veiled dig at your opponent.
JILLIAN: Not just her, but her whole stable. Most of those skanks kept me down and made sure I didn’t
get a chance in the spotlight. All of that changes tonight.
Suddenly, a look of shock came over Haylie’s face as Amy Dumas quietly moved in behind Jillian. The
blonde had no idea until Amy spun her around and threw The Bombshell to the floor with a textbook judo
trip. Before Jillian could move, Amy planted a boot in the blonde’s chest and pressed down.
AMY: Get used to looking up at the lights…..you’re gonna be doing a lot of that in a few minutes.
With that, the redhead marched off, leaving behind a stunned Jillian.
NIKKI: Well, Amy definitely has taken the psychological advantage with that.
PARIS: Let’s just go up to the ring announcer so we can get this started.
LILLIAN GARCIA: Introducing first, from Atlanta, Georgia…..she stands five feet-seven inches tall and
weighs in at one hundred thirty-seven pounds, here is the Extreme Diva, Amy Dumas!
Amy emerged from backstage to a chorus of boos and catcalls with only a smattering of cheers. The
initial smile she wore quickly turned to a scowl as she shook her head in disbelief at her greeting from the
packed house. With a cocky swagger, the redhead sauntered down the ramp toward the ring before she
sprinted the last few steps and then slid into the squared circle.
The Extreme Diva wore a crimson colored wife beater, a pair of camouflage low rider shorts that showed
off the top of a crimson thong below, crimson kneepads and a pair of camouflage wrestling boots. Amy
waved off the referee when he tried to check her for weapons and retreated into her corner to await her
opponent.
LILLIAN GARCIA: And her opponent, hailing from Ashland, Kentucky….standing five feet-six inches tall
and weighing one hundred thirty pounds, here is The Bombshell, Jillian Hall!
Jillian burst onto the stage beneath the JumboTron and quickly began revving up the cheering crowd.
The blonde wore a powder blue slingshot halter top, matching spandex shorts, matching knee pads and
matching wrestling boots. The buxom blonde hi-fived her fans as neared the ring after sprinting down
the ramp. The Bombshell jumped onto the ring apron and bowed to the cheering crowd, giving the men
in the front row a birds-eye view of her ample cleavage before entering the ring. After getting the
instructions from the official, Jillian waited in her corner for the bell.
PARIS: You mean another Diva Killers triumph, don’t you?
NIKKI: Let’s not get ahead of ourselves here; Jillian Hall is more than capable of taking down Amy
Dumas.
PARIS: Yeah, right. And I’m gonna spend the weekend with Lindsay Lohan again. Get real.
NIKKI: Well, we have Haylie Duff backstage with The Bombshell. Haylie, take it away.
HAYLIE: Thanks Nikki. Jillian, you’ve got a tough match in a few minutes. Your thoughts?
JILLIAN: Just glad to be here in the AFW, where I only have to concentrate on wrestling; not be saddled
with some lame singing gimmick or have to play politics just to keep a spot on the roster.
HAYLIE: Sounds like a veiled dig at your opponent.
JILLIAN: Not just her, but her whole stable. Most of those skanks kept me down and made sure I didn’t
get a chance in the spotlight. All of that changes tonight.
Suddenly, a look of shock came over Haylie’s face as Amy Dumas quietly moved in behind Jillian. The
blonde had no idea until Amy spun her around and threw The Bombshell to the floor with a textbook judo
trip. Before Jillian could move, Amy planted a boot in the blonde’s chest and pressed down.
AMY: Get used to looking up at the lights…..you’re gonna be doing a lot of that in a few minutes.
With that, the redhead marched off, leaving behind a stunned Jillian.
NIKKI: Well, Amy definitely has taken the psychological advantage with that.
PARIS: Let’s just go up to the ring announcer so we can get this started.
LILLIAN GARCIA: Introducing first, from Atlanta, Georgia…..she stands five feet-seven inches tall and
weighs in at one hundred thirty-seven pounds, here is the Extreme Diva, Amy Dumas!
Amy emerged from backstage to a chorus of boos and catcalls with only a smattering of cheers. The
initial smile she wore quickly turned to a scowl as she shook her head in disbelief at her greeting from the
packed house. With a cocky swagger, the redhead sauntered down the ramp toward the ring before she
sprinted the last few steps and then slid into the squared circle.
The Extreme Diva wore a crimson colored wife beater, a pair of camouflage low rider shorts that showed
off the top of a crimson thong below, crimson kneepads and a pair of camouflage wrestling boots. Amy
waved off the referee when he tried to check her for weapons and retreated into her corner to await her
opponent.
LILLIAN GARCIA: And her opponent, hailing from Ashland, Kentucky….standing five feet-six inches tall
and weighing one hundred thirty pounds, here is The Bombshell, Jillian Hall!
Jillian burst onto the stage beneath the JumboTron and quickly began revving up the cheering crowd.
The blonde wore a powder blue slingshot halter top, matching spandex shorts, matching knee pads and
matching wrestling boots. The buxom blonde hi-fived her fans as neared the ring after sprinting down
the ramp. The Bombshell jumped onto the ring apron and bowed to the cheering crowd, giving the men
in the front row a birds-eye view of her ample cleavage before entering the ring. After getting the
instructions from the official, Jillian waited in her corner for the bell.
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