DING!
Shantelle burst from her corner while Trish slowly walked toward the center of the ring. The veteran
grappler watched with amusement as her younger opponent bounded back and forth with nervous
energy. Finally, Shantelle stopped and walked up to her opponent until they were face to face. A look of
determination came over the face of the Upset Queen while Trish studied her foe with an amused
expression on her face.
TRISH: Last chance….join me or you get to find out why I am a legend.
SHANTELLE: Well, I’m used to taking down legends……that’s why they call me the Upset Queen.
TRISH: Really? Then here’s a taste of reality.
With that, Trish unleashed a thunderous slap to the younger blonde. Before Shantelle could respond,
Trish snaked out with a sneaky eye rake that left her opponent blinded. The Queen of Queens followed
up with a stiff knee to her opponent’s mid-section that doubled over the younger grappler.
The legendary blonde then slammed a resounding knife-edged chop into the younger blonde, backing
her into the ropes. Grabbing her opponent by the wrist, Trish whipped Shantelle into the opposite ropes
and when she rebounded, the Queen of Queens took the younger bombshell to the mat with AIR
CANADA [Lou Thesz press followed by barrage of fists]. Finally, as the referee’s count reached four,
Trish stopped her punches and got up off her victim.
NIKKI: Thanks to that cheap shot, Trish has taken control early.
PARIS: Shantelle just isn’t in Trish’s class.
With a handful of her opponent’s blonde tresses, Trish pulled Shantelle over to the ropes and draped
her throat-first across the middle strand. Frantically, the former Knockout’s feet beat a tattoo into the
canvas as her oxygen supply was cut off. At the referee’s count of four, Trish relented only to re-apply
the choke; this time as she stood on the back of her choking victim while pulling up on the top rope for
added pressure. Finally, the Queen of Queens dismounted and allowed the gasping Shantelle to
collapse to the mat.
Canada’s Greatest Import grabbed Shantelle by the ankles and flipped the blonde onto her back.
Carefully, Trish slid the still gasping blonde underneath the bottom before she tucked her opponent’s
legs underneath her arms and slingshotted Shantelle throat-first into the bottom ropes. The Upset
Queen immediately began spasming on the mat while she gasped for air; her throat constricted once
again.
With a handful of hair, Trish yanked her opponent up and led her to the near corner. Once there, the
Queen of Queens laced into Shantelle with another knife-edged chop that resounded throughout the
arena. Abruptly, Trish grabbed her foe by the wrist and whipped her across the ring into the opposite
corner. With a running start, Canada’s Greatest Export sped toward Shantelle and slammed into her with
THE STRATUS SPLASH [Stinger Splash]. The Upset Queen staggered from the corner a couple steps
before collapsing to the canvas where Trish lay across her for the pin.
ONE…
TWO….
TH-
Before the referee could make the final count, Trish yanked her dazed opponent up and prevented the
final count.
NIKKI: I don’t think Trish needed to do that but it clearly shows she intends to make Shantelle suffer.
PARIS: And suffer she shall.
Once more, Trish yanked Shantelle up with a handful of hair before shoving her back into the corner. A
stiff knee to the younger grappler’s stomach softened her up and allowed the Queen of Queens to whip
her across the ring into the far corner. Trish took off again, looking to land another STRATUS SPLASH,
but at the very last second, Shantelle slid out of the way and the Diva Killers leader smashed chest first
into the turnbuckles.
As the Queen of Queens staggered out of the corner, a revived Shantelle bounced off the ropes and as
she came back, the younger blonder grabbed her opponent and drove her into the canvas face-first with
a wicked running bulldog. With lightning quickness, the Upset Queen headed back to the corner and
swiftly climbed to the top. Still trying to shake off the bulldog, Trish staggered to her and turned around
just in time for Shantelle to slam into her with a picture-perfect rocket dropkick. The younger grappler
scrambled over and covered her dazed foe for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
Angrily, Trish shoved her opponent off and scrambled over to the ropes to break Shantelle’s momentum.
NIKKI: Alright, this is the Shantelle that was champion; lightning quickness and a will to win.
PARIS: Lightning is what Trish is going to hit Shantelle with any second now.
While Lisa Marie shouted encouragement to her friend, Trish slowly made her way back to her feet and
as she turned toward her opponent, Shantelle rushed at her intent on landing a clothesline. Alertly,
Trish ducked the move but failed to see Shantelle leap onto the middle rope and use it as a
springboard. The younger blonde flipped around and nailed her idol with a sweet-looking springboard
bulldog as the fans began to get behind the younger girl.
As Trish struggled to rise, Shantelle again headed for the opposite ropes. When the Upset Queen
rebounded, she rushed toward Trish with her arm extended for a clothesline. Alertly, the Queen of
Queens showed her resiliency as she performed THE MaTRISH [Matrix evasion] and ducked the
intended blow. The younger blonde stopped in her tracks and as she spun around, Trish nailed her with
THE STRATUSPHERE [roundhouse kick to jaw]; the impact spun Shantelle around until she pitched
between the ropes and crashed to the arena floor.
NIKKI: Oh boy, I thought Shantelle was finally hitting her stride but Trish just knocked her for a loop.
PARIS: Actually, Shantelle is done; she just doesn’t know it yet.
As Lisa Marie jumped onto the ring apron and distracted the referee, Trish exited the ring and made a
beeline for the ringside attendant. Abruptly, the Queen of Queens dumped the shocked attendant out of
his chair, folded it up and headed toward the still dazed Shantelle. As the former Knockout champion
staggered to her and turned around, Trish swung from her heels and smashed the steel chair right into
the face of her opponent. A loud ‘thwack’ resounded throughout the arena before the Upset Queen
collapsed to the arena floor, clutching at her face.
Just before the official turned around, Trish tossed aside the metal chair and hovered behind the
downed blonde as her moans filled the air. As Shantelle struggled to rise, blood seeped through her
fingers as she held the left side of her face. Impatient, Trish moved over her bloodied opponent and
pulled her to her knees with a handful of hair. As the Queen of Queens tilted Shantelle’s head back,
everyone could see the nasty gash that ran from just over the blonde’s left eye, past the corner of the lid
down to her cheekbone. Crimson streamed from the wound and quickly streamed down the Upset
Queen’s left arm and onto her halter top, turning the white stripes red.
With a sneer on her face, Trish began to slam fist after fist into the nasty looking wound; each punch
produced a spatter of blood as the defenseless Shantelle’s arms splayed wildly with each impact.
Suddenly, the eyes of the Queen of Queens widened before she reached down and grabbed the nose
ring Shantelle wore in her right nostril. Despite the younger grappler’s loud objections, Trish abruptly
ripped the ring out, ripping open the skin and causing another torrent of blood to flow down Shantelle’s
face. A bloodcurdling scream came from the young blonde as she clutched at her damaged face.
NIKKI: OH MY GOD! Did you see that? How could Trish torture this girl like this? She’s supposed to
be Shantelle’s idol for Christ’s sake!!
PARIS: I guess Shantelle will have to find somebody new to look up to.
NIKKI: You are a heartless bitch.
Shantelle’s moans filled the air as blood poured between her fingers. Relentlessly, Trish yanked the
blood-soaked blonde to her feet, walked her over to the steel ringpost and slammed her skull into the
unforgiving metal. Shantelle staggered backwards a step before the Queen of Queens grabbed her by
her hair again and repeated the vicious maneuver. Again, Shantelle staggered backwards but this time
she collapsed to the arena floor after two steps.
Trish smiled at her handiwork just before she rolled into the ring to break the referee’s count. However,
before the official could admonish the veteran, Trish rolled back out of the ring and pounced on the
agonized Shantelle. With another handful of her foe’s hair, Trish pulled Shantelle over to where the
discarded steel chair lay on the thinly padded arena floor. Quickly, the Queen of Queens locked on a
standing headscissors while she secured a double underhook armlock. With a nod toward the jeering
fans, Trish leapt into the air and then drove Shantelle’s face into the steel chair with her finisher, THE
ROYAL PREROGATIVE [double underhook facebuster]. A collective gasp came from the crowd upon
impact which left Shantelle face down and twitching wildly.
NIKKI: Trish has just destroyed this young woman.
PARIS: No, Trish has shown why she is the Queen of Queens. Shantelle had no business in the ring
with her.
NIKKI: Shantelle was a former champion but after this, I don’t know if we’ll see her in a wrestling ring
again; Trish has pulverized her.
Once more, Trish rolled in and out of the ring, breaking the referee’s account before she yanked the
bloodied Shantelle up and rolled her into the ring. The Queen of Queens slid into the ring and grabbed
a double handful of the face-down Shantelle’s hair. Maliciously, Trish dragged her semi-conscious victim
across the mat, leaving behind a grisly smear of blood on the canvas.
After playing to the jeers of the crowd, Trish slowly rolled her opponent onto her back. The Queen of
Queens grabbed Shantelle’s right leg and then rolled her victim back onto her stomach as though she
were going for a half crab. Instead, Trish spun around while scissoring the limb and then, with a double
handful of the bloodied Shantelle’s hair, pulled her back into a dragon sleeper and locking in her finisher,
THE S.T.C. [STF, dragon sleeper combo]. The referee immediately called for the bell as Shantelle’s
eyes rolled back in their lids and she was clearly defenseless.
LILLIAN GARCIA: Your winner…by submission, The Queen of Queens, Trish Stratus!!
As Lisa Marie jumped into the ring to congratulate Trish, the blonde played to the crowd with her mock
royal curtsey before hi-fiving her stablemate. Suddenly, Trish leaned over and whispered something to
Shantelle before she and Lisa exited the ring.
NIKKI: That match was a travesty. Shantelle never stood a chance.
PARIS: Why? Lisa didn’t interfere with her. Trish was simply the better woman.
NIKKI: Lisa might as well have been the one who hit Shantelle with that chair. It was because of Lisa
that Trish was able to get away with it.
PARIS: Excuses, excuses; the bottom line is that Trish showed why she is a legend and Shantelle
showed why she never will be.
NIKKI: We’ll be back in a minute with more action folks.
Shantelle burst from her corner while Trish slowly walked toward the center of the ring. The veteran
grappler watched with amusement as her younger opponent bounded back and forth with nervous
energy. Finally, Shantelle stopped and walked up to her opponent until they were face to face. A look of
determination came over the face of the Upset Queen while Trish studied her foe with an amused
expression on her face.
TRISH: Last chance….join me or you get to find out why I am a legend.
SHANTELLE: Well, I’m used to taking down legends……that’s why they call me the Upset Queen.
TRISH: Really? Then here’s a taste of reality.
With that, Trish unleashed a thunderous slap to the younger blonde. Before Shantelle could respond,
Trish snaked out with a sneaky eye rake that left her opponent blinded. The Queen of Queens followed
up with a stiff knee to her opponent’s mid-section that doubled over the younger grappler.
The legendary blonde then slammed a resounding knife-edged chop into the younger blonde, backing
her into the ropes. Grabbing her opponent by the wrist, Trish whipped Shantelle into the opposite ropes
and when she rebounded, the Queen of Queens took the younger bombshell to the mat with AIR
CANADA [Lou Thesz press followed by barrage of fists]. Finally, as the referee’s count reached four,
Trish stopped her punches and got up off her victim.
NIKKI: Thanks to that cheap shot, Trish has taken control early.
PARIS: Shantelle just isn’t in Trish’s class.
With a handful of her opponent’s blonde tresses, Trish pulled Shantelle over to the ropes and draped
her throat-first across the middle strand. Frantically, the former Knockout’s feet beat a tattoo into the
canvas as her oxygen supply was cut off. At the referee’s count of four, Trish relented only to re-apply
the choke; this time as she stood on the back of her choking victim while pulling up on the top rope for
added pressure. Finally, the Queen of Queens dismounted and allowed the gasping Shantelle to
collapse to the mat.
Canada’s Greatest Import grabbed Shantelle by the ankles and flipped the blonde onto her back.
Carefully, Trish slid the still gasping blonde underneath the bottom before she tucked her opponent’s
legs underneath her arms and slingshotted Shantelle throat-first into the bottom ropes. The Upset
Queen immediately began spasming on the mat while she gasped for air; her throat constricted once
again.
With a handful of hair, Trish yanked her opponent up and led her to the near corner. Once there, the
Queen of Queens laced into Shantelle with another knife-edged chop that resounded throughout the
arena. Abruptly, Trish grabbed her foe by the wrist and whipped her across the ring into the opposite
corner. With a running start, Canada’s Greatest Export sped toward Shantelle and slammed into her with
THE STRATUS SPLASH [Stinger Splash]. The Upset Queen staggered from the corner a couple steps
before collapsing to the canvas where Trish lay across her for the pin.
ONE…
TWO….
TH-
Before the referee could make the final count, Trish yanked her dazed opponent up and prevented the
final count.
NIKKI: I don’t think Trish needed to do that but it clearly shows she intends to make Shantelle suffer.
PARIS: And suffer she shall.
Once more, Trish yanked Shantelle up with a handful of hair before shoving her back into the corner. A
stiff knee to the younger grappler’s stomach softened her up and allowed the Queen of Queens to whip
her across the ring into the far corner. Trish took off again, looking to land another STRATUS SPLASH,
but at the very last second, Shantelle slid out of the way and the Diva Killers leader smashed chest first
into the turnbuckles.
As the Queen of Queens staggered out of the corner, a revived Shantelle bounced off the ropes and as
she came back, the younger blonder grabbed her opponent and drove her into the canvas face-first with
a wicked running bulldog. With lightning quickness, the Upset Queen headed back to the corner and
swiftly climbed to the top. Still trying to shake off the bulldog, Trish staggered to her and turned around
just in time for Shantelle to slam into her with a picture-perfect rocket dropkick. The younger grappler
scrambled over and covered her dazed foe for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
Angrily, Trish shoved her opponent off and scrambled over to the ropes to break Shantelle’s momentum.
NIKKI: Alright, this is the Shantelle that was champion; lightning quickness and a will to win.
PARIS: Lightning is what Trish is going to hit Shantelle with any second now.
While Lisa Marie shouted encouragement to her friend, Trish slowly made her way back to her feet and
as she turned toward her opponent, Shantelle rushed at her intent on landing a clothesline. Alertly,
Trish ducked the move but failed to see Shantelle leap onto the middle rope and use it as a
springboard. The younger blonde flipped around and nailed her idol with a sweet-looking springboard
bulldog as the fans began to get behind the younger girl.
As Trish struggled to rise, Shantelle again headed for the opposite ropes. When the Upset Queen
rebounded, she rushed toward Trish with her arm extended for a clothesline. Alertly, the Queen of
Queens showed her resiliency as she performed THE MaTRISH [Matrix evasion] and ducked the
intended blow. The younger blonde stopped in her tracks and as she spun around, Trish nailed her with
THE STRATUSPHERE [roundhouse kick to jaw]; the impact spun Shantelle around until she pitched
between the ropes and crashed to the arena floor.
NIKKI: Oh boy, I thought Shantelle was finally hitting her stride but Trish just knocked her for a loop.
PARIS: Actually, Shantelle is done; she just doesn’t know it yet.
As Lisa Marie jumped onto the ring apron and distracted the referee, Trish exited the ring and made a
beeline for the ringside attendant. Abruptly, the Queen of Queens dumped the shocked attendant out of
his chair, folded it up and headed toward the still dazed Shantelle. As the former Knockout champion
staggered to her and turned around, Trish swung from her heels and smashed the steel chair right into
the face of her opponent. A loud ‘thwack’ resounded throughout the arena before the Upset Queen
collapsed to the arena floor, clutching at her face.
Just before the official turned around, Trish tossed aside the metal chair and hovered behind the
downed blonde as her moans filled the air. As Shantelle struggled to rise, blood seeped through her
fingers as she held the left side of her face. Impatient, Trish moved over her bloodied opponent and
pulled her to her knees with a handful of hair. As the Queen of Queens tilted Shantelle’s head back,
everyone could see the nasty gash that ran from just over the blonde’s left eye, past the corner of the lid
down to her cheekbone. Crimson streamed from the wound and quickly streamed down the Upset
Queen’s left arm and onto her halter top, turning the white stripes red.
With a sneer on her face, Trish began to slam fist after fist into the nasty looking wound; each punch
produced a spatter of blood as the defenseless Shantelle’s arms splayed wildly with each impact.
Suddenly, the eyes of the Queen of Queens widened before she reached down and grabbed the nose
ring Shantelle wore in her right nostril. Despite the younger grappler’s loud objections, Trish abruptly
ripped the ring out, ripping open the skin and causing another torrent of blood to flow down Shantelle’s
face. A bloodcurdling scream came from the young blonde as she clutched at her damaged face.
NIKKI: OH MY GOD! Did you see that? How could Trish torture this girl like this? She’s supposed to
be Shantelle’s idol for Christ’s sake!!
PARIS: I guess Shantelle will have to find somebody new to look up to.
NIKKI: You are a heartless bitch.
Shantelle’s moans filled the air as blood poured between her fingers. Relentlessly, Trish yanked the
blood-soaked blonde to her feet, walked her over to the steel ringpost and slammed her skull into the
unforgiving metal. Shantelle staggered backwards a step before the Queen of Queens grabbed her by
her hair again and repeated the vicious maneuver. Again, Shantelle staggered backwards but this time
she collapsed to the arena floor after two steps.
Trish smiled at her handiwork just before she rolled into the ring to break the referee’s count. However,
before the official could admonish the veteran, Trish rolled back out of the ring and pounced on the
agonized Shantelle. With another handful of her foe’s hair, Trish pulled Shantelle over to where the
discarded steel chair lay on the thinly padded arena floor. Quickly, the Queen of Queens locked on a
standing headscissors while she secured a double underhook armlock. With a nod toward the jeering
fans, Trish leapt into the air and then drove Shantelle’s face into the steel chair with her finisher, THE
ROYAL PREROGATIVE [double underhook facebuster]. A collective gasp came from the crowd upon
impact which left Shantelle face down and twitching wildly.
NIKKI: Trish has just destroyed this young woman.
PARIS: No, Trish has shown why she is the Queen of Queens. Shantelle had no business in the ring
with her.
NIKKI: Shantelle was a former champion but after this, I don’t know if we’ll see her in a wrestling ring
again; Trish has pulverized her.
Once more, Trish rolled in and out of the ring, breaking the referee’s account before she yanked the
bloodied Shantelle up and rolled her into the ring. The Queen of Queens slid into the ring and grabbed
a double handful of the face-down Shantelle’s hair. Maliciously, Trish dragged her semi-conscious victim
across the mat, leaving behind a grisly smear of blood on the canvas.
After playing to the jeers of the crowd, Trish slowly rolled her opponent onto her back. The Queen of
Queens grabbed Shantelle’s right leg and then rolled her victim back onto her stomach as though she
were going for a half crab. Instead, Trish spun around while scissoring the limb and then, with a double
handful of the bloodied Shantelle’s hair, pulled her back into a dragon sleeper and locking in her finisher,
THE S.T.C. [STF, dragon sleeper combo]. The referee immediately called for the bell as Shantelle’s
eyes rolled back in their lids and she was clearly defenseless.
LILLIAN GARCIA: Your winner…by submission, The Queen of Queens, Trish Stratus!!
As Lisa Marie jumped into the ring to congratulate Trish, the blonde played to the crowd with her mock
royal curtsey before hi-fiving her stablemate. Suddenly, Trish leaned over and whispered something to
Shantelle before she and Lisa exited the ring.
NIKKI: That match was a travesty. Shantelle never stood a chance.
PARIS: Why? Lisa didn’t interfere with her. Trish was simply the better woman.
NIKKI: Lisa might as well have been the one who hit Shantelle with that chair. It was because of Lisa
that Trish was able to get away with it.
PARIS: Excuses, excuses; the bottom line is that Trish showed why she is a legend and Shantelle
showed why she never will be.
NIKKI: We’ll be back in a minute with more action folks.
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NIKKI: Finally, the time has come for the debut of the leader of the Diva Killers, Trish Stratus.
PARIS: Good news for these fans, bad news for her opponent.
NIKKI: Don’t be so sure. Shantelle Taylor is a former champion herself. In fact, many people say she’s
the heir apparent to Ms. Stratus.
PARIS: It’s sad so many people are so deluded.
NIKKI: Coming from you, that’s laughable.
PARIS: Alright Ms. Tits and No-Brains, let’s just go backstage. I think we have both women standing by.
HILARY: Thanks Paris. I’m here with Shantelle Taylor. Shantelle, you’ve got a big match here. And to
top it off, it’s against your idol, Trish Stratus.
SHANTELLE: Yeah, I’ve been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. So far, I have been real
successful here in the A.F.W. While I beat Angel Williams, Melissa Anderson nearly killed me and even
Shannan Leigh put me down. Tonight, all of that changes.
HILARY: That’s very ambitious Shantelle, but you are a former world champion so we all know not to sell
you short.
SHANTELLE: Well, they do call me the Upset Queen and tonight, I’m gonna show Trish why she should
have stayed retired.
With that, Shantelle headed off, ready to make her entrance.
HILARY: Strong words from Shantelle. Haylie, take it away.
HAYLIE: Thanks sis. I’ve got the legendary Trish Stratus with me. Trish, your thoughts?
TRISH: You know, after all I’ve accomplished, I’m shocked I still hear the whispers. ‘She’s not so tough’,
‘Stratus? Way overrated’, ‘a joke as a wrestler’. I can’t believe how jealous some people are. It’s true I
started out as a fitness model. Then, I got the call and found wrestling was in my blood. Say what you
want, but I am proud to say I AM A PROFESSIONAL WRESTLER.
TRISH: I admit my first matches were even more horrible than Candice Michelle’s are today. But less
than 18 months after I started, I was champion. I’ve suffered some serious injuries and never let any of
them stop me from becoming the legend you see today. Cracked ankle, broken hand, broken nose,
fracture eye socket, herniated disc, dislocated shoulder, a couple of concussions and various other cuts
and bruises. I’ve been driven through tables, hit with trash cans lids and steel chairs and none of it
made me call it quits. There is a reason I am called the Queen of Queens and it’s because I AM THAT
DAMN GOOD!
TRISH: So Shantelle, it’s nice that you say I’m your idol, but take some good advice from me. Either join
me and my girls or walk away. Because if you don’t do one or the other, I promise you a night of pain
you’ve never had before and you can blame these fans of yours for what happens. They still doubt me,
so I am going to make an example of you if you really think you can stand up to me. You’ll just be the
first in a line of broken bodies as my girls and I show why we are the Diva Killers.
The sexy blonde brushed past Haylie as she headed down the corridor toward the stage entrance.
HAYLIE: I think Shantelle may be in for a long night. Back to you Nikki.
NIKKI: Thanks Haylie. Before I let my announcing partner say something stupid, I’m sending it up to our
ring announcer, Lillian Garcia.
LILLIAN GARCIA: Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada…….she stands five feet-three inches
tall and weighs in at one hundred twenty pounds……she is the Upset Queen, Shantelle Taylor!
Shantelle Taylor burst onto the stage to a rousing ovation from the crowd. As she pumped her fist into
the air, pyrotechnics erupted behind her, silhouetting her magnificent figure. The energetic blonde
bounded down the ramp, zigzagging her way toward the ring while hi-fiving her vocal fans. Shantelle
wore a red and white striped halter top with black trim, black, form-fitting, lycra pants with a red and white
stripped waistband and white wrestling boots with red stripes and laces.
The sexy Toronto native slid into the ring and climbed the ropes of the nearest corner while striking a
sexy pose for the crowd. The blonde took a page from RVD’s book as she pointed her thumbs at herself
while her fans chanted her name. Finally, she dismounted and retreated to her corner to await her
opponent.
LILLIAN GARCIA: And her opponent, she also hails from Toronto…..standing five feet-four inches tall
and weighing in at one hundred twenty-five pounds, she is the Queen of Queens, here is Trish Stratus!
Trish emerged from the back with Lisa Marie Varon at her side.
PARIS: Good news for these fans, bad news for her opponent.
NIKKI: Don’t be so sure. Shantelle Taylor is a former champion herself. In fact, many people say she’s
the heir apparent to Ms. Stratus.
PARIS: It’s sad so many people are so deluded.
NIKKI: Coming from you, that’s laughable.
PARIS: Alright Ms. Tits and No-Brains, let’s just go backstage. I think we have both women standing by.
HILARY: Thanks Paris. I’m here with Shantelle Taylor. Shantelle, you’ve got a big match here. And to
top it off, it’s against your idol, Trish Stratus.
SHANTELLE: Yeah, I’ve been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. So far, I have been real
successful here in the A.F.W. While I beat Angel Williams, Melissa Anderson nearly killed me and even
Shannan Leigh put me down. Tonight, all of that changes.
HILARY: That’s very ambitious Shantelle, but you are a former world champion so we all know not to sell
you short.
SHANTELLE: Well, they do call me the Upset Queen and tonight, I’m gonna show Trish why she should
have stayed retired.
With that, Shantelle headed off, ready to make her entrance.
HILARY: Strong words from Shantelle. Haylie, take it away.
HAYLIE: Thanks sis. I’ve got the legendary Trish Stratus with me. Trish, your thoughts?
TRISH: You know, after all I’ve accomplished, I’m shocked I still hear the whispers. ‘She’s not so tough’,
‘Stratus? Way overrated’, ‘a joke as a wrestler’. I can’t believe how jealous some people are. It’s true I
started out as a fitness model. Then, I got the call and found wrestling was in my blood. Say what you
want, but I am proud to say I AM A PROFESSIONAL WRESTLER.
TRISH: I admit my first matches were even more horrible than Candice Michelle’s are today. But less
than 18 months after I started, I was champion. I’ve suffered some serious injuries and never let any of
them stop me from becoming the legend you see today. Cracked ankle, broken hand, broken nose,
fracture eye socket, herniated disc, dislocated shoulder, a couple of concussions and various other cuts
and bruises. I’ve been driven through tables, hit with trash cans lids and steel chairs and none of it
made me call it quits. There is a reason I am called the Queen of Queens and it’s because I AM THAT
DAMN GOOD!
TRISH: So Shantelle, it’s nice that you say I’m your idol, but take some good advice from me. Either join
me and my girls or walk away. Because if you don’t do one or the other, I promise you a night of pain
you’ve never had before and you can blame these fans of yours for what happens. They still doubt me,
so I am going to make an example of you if you really think you can stand up to me. You’ll just be the
first in a line of broken bodies as my girls and I show why we are the Diva Killers.
The sexy blonde brushed past Haylie as she headed down the corridor toward the stage entrance.
HAYLIE: I think Shantelle may be in for a long night. Back to you Nikki.
NIKKI: Thanks Haylie. Before I let my announcing partner say something stupid, I’m sending it up to our
ring announcer, Lillian Garcia.
LILLIAN GARCIA: Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada…….she stands five feet-three inches
tall and weighs in at one hundred twenty pounds……she is the Upset Queen, Shantelle Taylor!
Shantelle Taylor burst onto the stage to a rousing ovation from the crowd. As she pumped her fist into
the air, pyrotechnics erupted behind her, silhouetting her magnificent figure. The energetic blonde
bounded down the ramp, zigzagging her way toward the ring while hi-fiving her vocal fans. Shantelle
wore a red and white striped halter top with black trim, black, form-fitting, lycra pants with a red and white
stripped waistband and white wrestling boots with red stripes and laces.
The sexy Toronto native slid into the ring and climbed the ropes of the nearest corner while striking a
sexy pose for the crowd. The blonde took a page from RVD’s book as she pointed her thumbs at herself
while her fans chanted her name. Finally, she dismounted and retreated to her corner to await her
opponent.
LILLIAN GARCIA: And her opponent, she also hails from Toronto…..standing five feet-four inches tall
and weighing in at one hundred twenty-five pounds, she is the Queen of Queens, here is Trish Stratus!
Trish emerged from the back with Lisa Marie Varon at her side.
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Wearing a white duster with black trim, matching cowboy hat and designer sunglasses, Trish pumped her
fist in the air as she was showered with an equal mix of jeers and cheers. Despite the mixed reaction
from the crowd, the Queen of Queens again pumped her hand in the air before she flashed her killer
smile and headed down the ramp toward the ring with Lisa Marie a half step behind.
She wore a white halter top with black trim and metal connectors, white lycra pants with black trim, black
lacing through the open side seams and a wide, black waistband that had ‘DIVA KILLERS’ stenciled in
white on the front, white wrestling boots with thick, black laces and her name stenciled on the sides;
‘TRISH’ on one and ‘STRATUS’ on the other.
NIKKI: This is it……future star versus her idol; youth vs. experience.
PARIS: Enough….we get it already. Just shut up; the match is about to start.
fist in the air as she was showered with an equal mix of jeers and cheers. Despite the mixed reaction
from the crowd, the Queen of Queens again pumped her hand in the air before she flashed her killer
smile and headed down the ramp toward the ring with Lisa Marie a half step behind.
She wore a white halter top with black trim and metal connectors, white lycra pants with black trim, black
lacing through the open side seams and a wide, black waistband that had ‘DIVA KILLERS’ stenciled in
white on the front, white wrestling boots with thick, black laces and her name stenciled on the sides;
‘TRISH’ on one and ‘STRATUS’ on the other.
NIKKI: This is it……future star versus her idol; youth vs. experience.
PARIS: Enough….we get it already. Just shut up; the match is about to start.