DING!
Exotica and Linda started out for their respective teams and slowly circled each other before they locked
up collar-and-elbow in the center of the ring. Immediately, Linda showed her superior strength as she
shoved The Exotic One against the ropes. As Courtney asked for the break, Linda smiled before she
spun around and attempted a spinning backfist. However, Exotica had scouted the move and blocked it
before she fired off a rapid combination into the ebony Amazon’s ribs.
While the move did not really stun Linda, it backed her up a step and allowed the Latina to slide behind
the Mahogany Murderess and secure a rear waistlock. Abruptly, Exotica pivoted and showcased her
strength as she lifted Linda into the air and nailed her with a German suplex. Immediately, the Latina
kipped back up and raced toward the ropes as a shocked Linda rolled onto her hands and knees. Just
as the Ebony Amazon made it to her feet, Exotica rebounded and hit her with a Lou Thesz Press; the
Latina bombarded her foe with rights as she held Linda down with her left hand.
The Exotic One was still throwing right hands when Linda flipped the Latina off her and started to rise.
Like a shot, Exotica regained her feet and rushed toward the rising Amazon. The Puerto Rican beauty
slammed into Linda with an Oklahoma Kneelift that sent the Mahogany Murderess flying across the mat.
Quickly, Exotica covered the stunned Amazon for the cover and waited for Courtney to count.
ONE…
Before the special referee could reach two, Linda powered out of the pin with authority.
JAIME: Exotica with a quick pin attempt there.
DAWN: Are you kidding me? She actually thought she had a chance to pin Linda? Incredible….or
should I say incredibly stupid.
As Linda started to rise again, Exotica moved behind the Amazon and when she made it to her feet, the
Exotic One slammed into the back of the Mahogany Murderess’ knee and sent her crashing back to the
canvas near the corner where Devon awaited. As Linda lay face down, Exotica tagged in her partner
who rushed into the ring and locked up the Amazon’s legs with a grapevine leglock. Each time, Linda
tried to reach back and grab the Hardcore Diva, Devon simply leaned back out of reach while
maintaining the simple, yet effective hold.
Quickly, Devon tagged Exotica back into the match and the Puerto Rican beauty used the ropes to
propel herself over the top rope and across the back of the prone Amazon with a slingshot senton that
again infuriated the Mahogany Murderess. When Linda started to rise, Exotica bounced off the far ropes
and then slammed into the ebony Amazon’s knees with a dropkick that sent her back to the mat.
Exotica quickly grabbed her downed opponent’s legs and flipped her over onto her back before she
reached out and tagged Devon back into the match. As the Hardcore Diva rushed into the ring and
headed for the far ropes, Exotica tucked Linda’s ankles underneath her armpits. The Exotic One then
fell backwards and flipped the Amazon through the air and into a vicious flying knee from Devon,
completing their move, THE LATIN MAKEOVER [Slingshot into a Flying Knee to Face]. Immediately,
Devon covered Linda for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
Once more, a seething Linda kicked out of the pin attempt.
JAIME: The Latin Diva Agency is showing their tag-team skills with some quick tags and great hit-and-
run moves.
DAWN: Against many teams, that might be enough, but against these two, it is only digging their own
graves. The only question is how deep. I’ve actually faced Linda in the ring and when she gets her
hands on either Latina, it won’t be pretty.
Devon waited until the Ebony Amazon was rising before she slammed into her with a spinning clothesline
that dropped Linda back to one knee but did not have the desired effect of sending her back down to the
mat. Before the Mahogany Murderess could rise again, Devon grabbed the Amazon around the back of
her head while she tucked her head underneath Linda’s chin, dropped to her knees and sent the Ebony
beauty to the canvas with a nasty chinbreaker.
Quickly, the Hardcore Diva tagged Exotica back into the match and the sexy Latina rushed into the ring
and nailed the rising Amazon with another Oklahoma Kneelift. With Linda on her back, Exotica backed
toward her corner, dragging the Amazon along the mat. When Devon made the blind tag, Exotica tucked
the Ebony Amazon’s legs underneath her arms, fell backwards and flipped Linda into a roundhouse kick
from the Hardcore Diva. The blow sent the Mahogany Murderess backwards across Exotica’s bent
knees. As Exotica held the Ebony Amazon in place, Devon used the ropes as a springboard and down
across Linda’s chest with a nasty looking elbow smash, completing their move, THE BORIQUA BURST
[slingshot backbreaker, springboard elbow smash combo]. Quickly, Devon covered the Amazon for the
pin.
ONE…
TWO…
Once more, Linda kicked out of the pin attempt as Devon cursed her team’s failed effort.
JAIME: I think that Exotica and Devon have the right approach; they have to keep Afrika and Linda off-
balance and on the mat for them to win this match. If it winds up a slugfest, they are doomed.
DAWN: Finally, we agree on something.
Quickly, Devon raced to the near corner and climbed to the top turnbuckle where she waited for Linda to
make it to her feet. Just as the Ebony Amazon turned around, the Hardcore Diva leapt from her perch
and nailed Linda with a textbook Rocket Dropkick, sending her crashing back to the mat. Devon
immediately kipped back up and tagged Exotica back into the ring. The Exotic One leapt over the top
rope and as Linda rose, charged the Ebony terror, ready to land a punishing spear. Instead, Linda
sidestepped the move and used Exotica’s momentum to throw her into the corner where Afrika awaited.
The Queen of Pain immediately wrapped her arm around the throat of Exotica to hold her in place while
Linda headed for the corner with a smile on her face. As Devon objected to the double team, the
Mahogany Murderess began teeing off on the trapped Latina with a barrage of lefts, rights and kicks that
left Exotica slumping in the corner. When Linda began slamming back elbows into the jaw of the Exotic
One, Devon tried to rush to her partner’s aid only to be cut off by Courtney who ushered the Hardcore
Diva back to her corner.
Linda confidently tagged Afrika into the match and the heavyweight entered the ring with bad intentions
on her mind. The Nubian Warrior immediately began to tee off on Exotica with devastating left and right
hooks to the Latina’s belly and breasts. Just as the Latina began to slump in the corner, Afrika dragged
her stunned foe out by her hair and then whipped her into the ropes. When Exotica rebounded, the
Queen of Pain went for a clothesline, but the Latina ducked beneath the blow and then stopped, reached
back and nailed Afrika with a nasty-looking fall-away neckbreaker.
JAIME: Exotica was in bad straights there, but her instincts kicked in and now she has a chance to make
the tag to Devon.
DAWN: Just a slight hiccup by T3.
With Afrika stunned, Exotica headed toward the ropes again. This time however, Trenesha reached up
and pulled the top strand down so that the Exotic One flipped over the top rope and crashed to the
arena floor below. Immediately, Linda dropped to the arena floor and raced around the ring toward the
stunned Latina. As she did, Devon rushed into the ring again but was cut off by Courtney who tried to
restrain the furious Hardcore Diva.
As Courtney restrained Devon, Linda hauled the dazed Latina to her feet and then hoisted her onto her
shoulder. With a running start, the Mahogany Murderess stopped suddenly and nailed Exotica with THE
BULLS-EYE LAUNCH [Snake Eyes into Steel Ringpost]; a howl escaping the lips of the Exotic One upon
impact. When the Latina lifted her head off the ground, blood streamed from a gash over her left eye.
When Linda hopped onto the ring apron to distract Courtney, Trenesha used the distraction to grab the
bloodied Latina and pull her off the arena floor. Panther Claw lifted Exotica into the air as if for an atomic
drop, but instead, ran forward and slammed the Latina into the ringpost with TRENESHA’S THROW
[Crotch Throw into Steel Ringpost]; the sound of Exotica’s pubic bone hitting metal could be heard by
many just before she let loose a bloodcurdling scream and crumpled to the arena floor in a heap.
JAIME: Oh God! I think Trenesha just crippled Exotica.
DAWN: Well, she won’t be using that for awhile. Serves her right; she’s been using it too much anyway.
JAIME: C’mon; she could have cracked Exotica’s pelvis. What would you say about that?
DAWN: Get well soon?
After a lot of bickering, Courtney managed to restore some sort of order as Linda and Devon retreated
to their respective corners while Trenesha walked around the ring toward her teammates’ corner and
away from the still shuddering Exotica. The Queen of Pain then rolled out of the ring and grabbed the
agonized Exotica by her hair and hauled her to her feet. The Ebony powerhouse pulled the bloodied
Latina over to the ringpost and began to smash her head into the steel post, opening up the gash further
and making Exotica a very bloody mess.
Afrika held the very bloody and very dazed Exotica up by her hair as a thin trail of blood ran down the
Latina’s inner thigh; the Exotic One’s legs still trembling from the crotch-busting move she had suffered
moments before. Arrogantly, the Nubian Warrior rolled her foe back into the ring and immediately
followed her in. Before Exotica could try to stand, Afrika grabbed the Latina by her ankles, parted her
legs and began to land kneedrop after kneedrop into the Exotic One’s damaged crotch; the Latina’s
bloodcurdling screams filled the air with each blow. Finally, after ten crotch-breaking kneedrops, the
Queen of Pain relented and backed away, leaving a twitching Exotica in a fetal ball, holding her throbbing
privates.
JAIME: What the hell? Why didn’t Courtney disqualify Afrika right there? Those were clearly illegal
blows.
DAWN: If Exotica is so tough, she can fight through it.
JAIME: Tough? Are you insane? Exotica has blood running down her legs from that punishment and
she’s supposed to fight through it? Jesus!
With a double handful of hair, the Queen of Pain pulled the agonized Latina up. Abruptly, the Ebony
powerhouse took one hand and began slapping and backhanding the blood-soaked Exotica before
talking trash at her victim.
AFRIKA: What’s wrong whore? Thought you liked having your pussy pounded. Well, now I’m gonna
choke the life out of you.
The Nubian Warrior then wrapped her hands around Exotica’s throat and began to squeeze. With her
crotch still on fire, Exotica’s legs trembled and she was clearly held up by the Queen of Pain. Still, her
oxygen flow was being deprived and the Latina was on the verge of blacking out as her eyes began
flutter and she futilely beat at her attacker’s arms. Suddenly, Afrika lifted The Exotic One into the air and
held her there for a few seconds before she drove the Latina into the canvas with her finisher, THE
NUBIAN DROP [Two-Handed Chokebomb]. Arrogantly, Afrika knelt across the chest of the bloodied
Exotica for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
Before Courtney could make the final count, Afrika yanked Exotica off the canvas, forcing the match to
continue.
JAIME: Afrika is as sadistic as she is arrogant; she clearly could have won the match right there.
DAWN: The match ends only when T3 wants it to.
The Queen of Pain then pulled Exotica up and tossed her into the corner where Devon was itching for
the tag. Just as the Hardcore Diva tagged herself into the match, Afrika started with the trash talking
again.
AFRIKA: C’mon you worthless whore; let me show you what a real badass can do. Come on and let
whip your skanky ass.
Devon attacked Afrika with a flurry of lefts and rights which seemed to barely faze the Ebony
powerhouse. The Hardcore Diva turned as if to head for the ropes when she suddenly spun around and
nailed the Nubian Warrior with a spinning clothesline that staggered Afrika but still didn’t take her off her
feet. Devon then headed toward the ropes and when she rebounded, leapt into the air and slammed
into Afrika with a Flying Knee to her face. Still, the Ebony powerhouse would not go down.
Cursing her luck, the Hardcore Diva headed for the ropes again but failed to see Afrika take off after
her. When Devon rebounded, the Queen of Pain slammed into her with a Clothesline From Hell that
flipped the Latina like a top until she crashed to the mat in a world of pain. The Ebony heavyweight then
pulled up the stunned Devon, shoved her against the ropes and pulled them over the Latina’s arms,
trapping her in place.
AFRIKA: I hear you like pain. Well, here comes a shitload, bitch.
Again and again, the Ebony powerhouse slammed fist after fist into the tender, supple flesh of the Latina;
Devon’s cries of pain filled the air after many of the blows. When the Queen of Pain began to uppercut
the breasts of the Hardcore Diva, Devon’s cries turned to screams. With the Latina slumping, Afrika
undid the ropes and allowed Devon to crash to the mat before she walked to her corner and tagged
Linda back into the match.
JAIME: This cannot be good for Devon; Linda is probably still pissed from what happened early in the
match.
DAWN: If I were Devon, I’d just run away and save myself a lot of pain.
The Mahogany Murderess yanked Devon up, grabbed her by the wrist and whipped her into the ropes
before following close behind. When the Hardcore Diva bounced off the ropes, Linda slammed into her
with a wicked Running Boot to the face that send the Latina flying over the top rope and down to the
arena floor where Trenesha was waiting with a wide smile on her face.
Once again, Linda shielded Courtney from her teammate’s actions as Panther Claw set upon the dazed
Devon. The Ebony Amazon waited for Devon to stagger to her feet before she rushed forward and
nailed the Latina with her own Running Boot to the face; the impact dropping Devon like a bag of dirt.
With Exotica still on the ring apron in her corner, still clutching her damaged privates, Devon was at
Trenesha’s mercy.
Finally, Courtney moved past Linda and lazily admonished Trenesha about interfering before The
Mahogany Murderess spun the blonde around and began to threaten her. This allowed Trenesha to
haul The Hardcore Diva to her feet and hoist the Latina into the air on her shoulders. The Ebony
Amazon ran toward the steel ringpost and nailed Devon with TRENESHA’S THROW [Crotch Throw into
Steel Ringpost]; this one even more devastating than her previous one as Devon’s cringing screams
sent shudders through many of the fans.
JAIME: This match should be over and T3 should already be disqualified. Now, Devon is probably
badly injured thanks to Trenesha who has no business out here!
DAWN: Devon and Exotica knew the risk when they signed up for this.
JAIME: But they didn’t know these women were going to go out of their way to make an example of them
by injuring them.
As Devon lay on the thinly-padded arena floor, clutching her throbbing privates and moaning, Trenesha
yanked the pained beauty to her feet and locked on a standing headscissors before she hoisted the
Latina into the air and drove her down to the arena floor with her move, CHOCOLATE THUNDER
[Jackknife Powerbomb] that left the Hardcore Diva twitching wildly.
Suddenly, a blonde burst onto the stage and sped down the ramp toward the ring; it was Tylene Buck.
Exotica and Linda started out for their respective teams and slowly circled each other before they locked
up collar-and-elbow in the center of the ring. Immediately, Linda showed her superior strength as she
shoved The Exotic One against the ropes. As Courtney asked for the break, Linda smiled before she
spun around and attempted a spinning backfist. However, Exotica had scouted the move and blocked it
before she fired off a rapid combination into the ebony Amazon’s ribs.
While the move did not really stun Linda, it backed her up a step and allowed the Latina to slide behind
the Mahogany Murderess and secure a rear waistlock. Abruptly, Exotica pivoted and showcased her
strength as she lifted Linda into the air and nailed her with a German suplex. Immediately, the Latina
kipped back up and raced toward the ropes as a shocked Linda rolled onto her hands and knees. Just
as the Ebony Amazon made it to her feet, Exotica rebounded and hit her with a Lou Thesz Press; the
Latina bombarded her foe with rights as she held Linda down with her left hand.
The Exotic One was still throwing right hands when Linda flipped the Latina off her and started to rise.
Like a shot, Exotica regained her feet and rushed toward the rising Amazon. The Puerto Rican beauty
slammed into Linda with an Oklahoma Kneelift that sent the Mahogany Murderess flying across the mat.
Quickly, Exotica covered the stunned Amazon for the cover and waited for Courtney to count.
ONE…
Before the special referee could reach two, Linda powered out of the pin with authority.
JAIME: Exotica with a quick pin attempt there.
DAWN: Are you kidding me? She actually thought she had a chance to pin Linda? Incredible….or
should I say incredibly stupid.
As Linda started to rise again, Exotica moved behind the Amazon and when she made it to her feet, the
Exotic One slammed into the back of the Mahogany Murderess’ knee and sent her crashing back to the
canvas near the corner where Devon awaited. As Linda lay face down, Exotica tagged in her partner
who rushed into the ring and locked up the Amazon’s legs with a grapevine leglock. Each time, Linda
tried to reach back and grab the Hardcore Diva, Devon simply leaned back out of reach while
maintaining the simple, yet effective hold.
Quickly, Devon tagged Exotica back into the match and the Puerto Rican beauty used the ropes to
propel herself over the top rope and across the back of the prone Amazon with a slingshot senton that
again infuriated the Mahogany Murderess. When Linda started to rise, Exotica bounced off the far ropes
and then slammed into the ebony Amazon’s knees with a dropkick that sent her back to the mat.
Exotica quickly grabbed her downed opponent’s legs and flipped her over onto her back before she
reached out and tagged Devon back into the match. As the Hardcore Diva rushed into the ring and
headed for the far ropes, Exotica tucked Linda’s ankles underneath her armpits. The Exotic One then
fell backwards and flipped the Amazon through the air and into a vicious flying knee from Devon,
completing their move, THE LATIN MAKEOVER [Slingshot into a Flying Knee to Face]. Immediately,
Devon covered Linda for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
Once more, a seething Linda kicked out of the pin attempt.
JAIME: The Latin Diva Agency is showing their tag-team skills with some quick tags and great hit-and-
run moves.
DAWN: Against many teams, that might be enough, but against these two, it is only digging their own
graves. The only question is how deep. I’ve actually faced Linda in the ring and when she gets her
hands on either Latina, it won’t be pretty.
Devon waited until the Ebony Amazon was rising before she slammed into her with a spinning clothesline
that dropped Linda back to one knee but did not have the desired effect of sending her back down to the
mat. Before the Mahogany Murderess could rise again, Devon grabbed the Amazon around the back of
her head while she tucked her head underneath Linda’s chin, dropped to her knees and sent the Ebony
beauty to the canvas with a nasty chinbreaker.
Quickly, the Hardcore Diva tagged Exotica back into the match and the sexy Latina rushed into the ring
and nailed the rising Amazon with another Oklahoma Kneelift. With Linda on her back, Exotica backed
toward her corner, dragging the Amazon along the mat. When Devon made the blind tag, Exotica tucked
the Ebony Amazon’s legs underneath her arms, fell backwards and flipped Linda into a roundhouse kick
from the Hardcore Diva. The blow sent the Mahogany Murderess backwards across Exotica’s bent
knees. As Exotica held the Ebony Amazon in place, Devon used the ropes as a springboard and down
across Linda’s chest with a nasty looking elbow smash, completing their move, THE BORIQUA BURST
[slingshot backbreaker, springboard elbow smash combo]. Quickly, Devon covered the Amazon for the
pin.
ONE…
TWO…
Once more, Linda kicked out of the pin attempt as Devon cursed her team’s failed effort.
JAIME: I think that Exotica and Devon have the right approach; they have to keep Afrika and Linda off-
balance and on the mat for them to win this match. If it winds up a slugfest, they are doomed.
DAWN: Finally, we agree on something.
Quickly, Devon raced to the near corner and climbed to the top turnbuckle where she waited for Linda to
make it to her feet. Just as the Ebony Amazon turned around, the Hardcore Diva leapt from her perch
and nailed Linda with a textbook Rocket Dropkick, sending her crashing back to the mat. Devon
immediately kipped back up and tagged Exotica back into the ring. The Exotic One leapt over the top
rope and as Linda rose, charged the Ebony terror, ready to land a punishing spear. Instead, Linda
sidestepped the move and used Exotica’s momentum to throw her into the corner where Afrika awaited.
The Queen of Pain immediately wrapped her arm around the throat of Exotica to hold her in place while
Linda headed for the corner with a smile on her face. As Devon objected to the double team, the
Mahogany Murderess began teeing off on the trapped Latina with a barrage of lefts, rights and kicks that
left Exotica slumping in the corner. When Linda began slamming back elbows into the jaw of the Exotic
One, Devon tried to rush to her partner’s aid only to be cut off by Courtney who ushered the Hardcore
Diva back to her corner.
Linda confidently tagged Afrika into the match and the heavyweight entered the ring with bad intentions
on her mind. The Nubian Warrior immediately began to tee off on Exotica with devastating left and right
hooks to the Latina’s belly and breasts. Just as the Latina began to slump in the corner, Afrika dragged
her stunned foe out by her hair and then whipped her into the ropes. When Exotica rebounded, the
Queen of Pain went for a clothesline, but the Latina ducked beneath the blow and then stopped, reached
back and nailed Afrika with a nasty-looking fall-away neckbreaker.
JAIME: Exotica was in bad straights there, but her instincts kicked in and now she has a chance to make
the tag to Devon.
DAWN: Just a slight hiccup by T3.
With Afrika stunned, Exotica headed toward the ropes again. This time however, Trenesha reached up
and pulled the top strand down so that the Exotic One flipped over the top rope and crashed to the
arena floor below. Immediately, Linda dropped to the arena floor and raced around the ring toward the
stunned Latina. As she did, Devon rushed into the ring again but was cut off by Courtney who tried to
restrain the furious Hardcore Diva.
As Courtney restrained Devon, Linda hauled the dazed Latina to her feet and then hoisted her onto her
shoulder. With a running start, the Mahogany Murderess stopped suddenly and nailed Exotica with THE
BULLS-EYE LAUNCH [Snake Eyes into Steel Ringpost]; a howl escaping the lips of the Exotic One upon
impact. When the Latina lifted her head off the ground, blood streamed from a gash over her left eye.
When Linda hopped onto the ring apron to distract Courtney, Trenesha used the distraction to grab the
bloodied Latina and pull her off the arena floor. Panther Claw lifted Exotica into the air as if for an atomic
drop, but instead, ran forward and slammed the Latina into the ringpost with TRENESHA’S THROW
[Crotch Throw into Steel Ringpost]; the sound of Exotica’s pubic bone hitting metal could be heard by
many just before she let loose a bloodcurdling scream and crumpled to the arena floor in a heap.
JAIME: Oh God! I think Trenesha just crippled Exotica.
DAWN: Well, she won’t be using that for awhile. Serves her right; she’s been using it too much anyway.
JAIME: C’mon; she could have cracked Exotica’s pelvis. What would you say about that?
DAWN: Get well soon?
After a lot of bickering, Courtney managed to restore some sort of order as Linda and Devon retreated
to their respective corners while Trenesha walked around the ring toward her teammates’ corner and
away from the still shuddering Exotica. The Queen of Pain then rolled out of the ring and grabbed the
agonized Exotica by her hair and hauled her to her feet. The Ebony powerhouse pulled the bloodied
Latina over to the ringpost and began to smash her head into the steel post, opening up the gash further
and making Exotica a very bloody mess.
Afrika held the very bloody and very dazed Exotica up by her hair as a thin trail of blood ran down the
Latina’s inner thigh; the Exotic One’s legs still trembling from the crotch-busting move she had suffered
moments before. Arrogantly, the Nubian Warrior rolled her foe back into the ring and immediately
followed her in. Before Exotica could try to stand, Afrika grabbed the Latina by her ankles, parted her
legs and began to land kneedrop after kneedrop into the Exotic One’s damaged crotch; the Latina’s
bloodcurdling screams filled the air with each blow. Finally, after ten crotch-breaking kneedrops, the
Queen of Pain relented and backed away, leaving a twitching Exotica in a fetal ball, holding her throbbing
privates.
JAIME: What the hell? Why didn’t Courtney disqualify Afrika right there? Those were clearly illegal
blows.
DAWN: If Exotica is so tough, she can fight through it.
JAIME: Tough? Are you insane? Exotica has blood running down her legs from that punishment and
she’s supposed to fight through it? Jesus!
With a double handful of hair, the Queen of Pain pulled the agonized Latina up. Abruptly, the Ebony
powerhouse took one hand and began slapping and backhanding the blood-soaked Exotica before
talking trash at her victim.
AFRIKA: What’s wrong whore? Thought you liked having your pussy pounded. Well, now I’m gonna
choke the life out of you.
The Nubian Warrior then wrapped her hands around Exotica’s throat and began to squeeze. With her
crotch still on fire, Exotica’s legs trembled and she was clearly held up by the Queen of Pain. Still, her
oxygen flow was being deprived and the Latina was on the verge of blacking out as her eyes began
flutter and she futilely beat at her attacker’s arms. Suddenly, Afrika lifted The Exotic One into the air and
held her there for a few seconds before she drove the Latina into the canvas with her finisher, THE
NUBIAN DROP [Two-Handed Chokebomb]. Arrogantly, Afrika knelt across the chest of the bloodied
Exotica for the pin.
ONE…
TWO…
Before Courtney could make the final count, Afrika yanked Exotica off the canvas, forcing the match to
continue.
JAIME: Afrika is as sadistic as she is arrogant; she clearly could have won the match right there.
DAWN: The match ends only when T3 wants it to.
The Queen of Pain then pulled Exotica up and tossed her into the corner where Devon was itching for
the tag. Just as the Hardcore Diva tagged herself into the match, Afrika started with the trash talking
again.
AFRIKA: C’mon you worthless whore; let me show you what a real badass can do. Come on and let
whip your skanky ass.
Devon attacked Afrika with a flurry of lefts and rights which seemed to barely faze the Ebony
powerhouse. The Hardcore Diva turned as if to head for the ropes when she suddenly spun around and
nailed the Nubian Warrior with a spinning clothesline that staggered Afrika but still didn’t take her off her
feet. Devon then headed toward the ropes and when she rebounded, leapt into the air and slammed
into Afrika with a Flying Knee to her face. Still, the Ebony powerhouse would not go down.
Cursing her luck, the Hardcore Diva headed for the ropes again but failed to see Afrika take off after
her. When Devon rebounded, the Queen of Pain slammed into her with a Clothesline From Hell that
flipped the Latina like a top until she crashed to the mat in a world of pain. The Ebony heavyweight then
pulled up the stunned Devon, shoved her against the ropes and pulled them over the Latina’s arms,
trapping her in place.
AFRIKA: I hear you like pain. Well, here comes a shitload, bitch.
Again and again, the Ebony powerhouse slammed fist after fist into the tender, supple flesh of the Latina;
Devon’s cries of pain filled the air after many of the blows. When the Queen of Pain began to uppercut
the breasts of the Hardcore Diva, Devon’s cries turned to screams. With the Latina slumping, Afrika
undid the ropes and allowed Devon to crash to the mat before she walked to her corner and tagged
Linda back into the match.
JAIME: This cannot be good for Devon; Linda is probably still pissed from what happened early in the
match.
DAWN: If I were Devon, I’d just run away and save myself a lot of pain.
The Mahogany Murderess yanked Devon up, grabbed her by the wrist and whipped her into the ropes
before following close behind. When the Hardcore Diva bounced off the ropes, Linda slammed into her
with a wicked Running Boot to the face that send the Latina flying over the top rope and down to the
arena floor where Trenesha was waiting with a wide smile on her face.
Once again, Linda shielded Courtney from her teammate’s actions as Panther Claw set upon the dazed
Devon. The Ebony Amazon waited for Devon to stagger to her feet before she rushed forward and
nailed the Latina with her own Running Boot to the face; the impact dropping Devon like a bag of dirt.
With Exotica still on the ring apron in her corner, still clutching her damaged privates, Devon was at
Trenesha’s mercy.
Finally, Courtney moved past Linda and lazily admonished Trenesha about interfering before The
Mahogany Murderess spun the blonde around and began to threaten her. This allowed Trenesha to
haul The Hardcore Diva to her feet and hoist the Latina into the air on her shoulders. The Ebony
Amazon ran toward the steel ringpost and nailed Devon with TRENESHA’S THROW [Crotch Throw into
Steel Ringpost]; this one even more devastating than her previous one as Devon’s cringing screams
sent shudders through many of the fans.
JAIME: This match should be over and T3 should already be disqualified. Now, Devon is probably
badly injured thanks to Trenesha who has no business out here!
DAWN: Devon and Exotica knew the risk when they signed up for this.
JAIME: But they didn’t know these women were going to go out of their way to make an example of them
by injuring them.
As Devon lay on the thinly-padded arena floor, clutching her throbbing privates and moaning, Trenesha
yanked the pained beauty to her feet and locked on a standing headscissors before she hoisted the
Latina into the air and drove her down to the arena floor with her move, CHOCOLATE THUNDER
[Jackknife Powerbomb] that left the Hardcore Diva twitching wildly.
Suddenly, a blonde burst onto the stage and sped down the ramp toward the ring; it was Tylene Buck.
JAIME: Our next match should be a barnburner. We’ve got the L.D.A. or Latin Diva Agency going up
against T-3.
DAWN: That’s Exotica Soto and Devon Michaels going up against Afrika, Trenesha Biggers and Linda
Miles.
JAIME: Wait-a-minute! Three on two? This is supposed to be a Tag-Team Title Tournament match.
DAWN: And it is. Watch this clip from earlier.
The scene switches to the corridor of the arena where the executive offices are located and the camera
pans to the name across one of the doors: Mia St. John-Executive G.M. Inside the office, loud voices
could be heard. As the camera moves inside, we see Mia stiting behind her desk with Exotica and Devon
on the opposite side of the desk.
against T-3.
DAWN: That’s Exotica Soto and Devon Michaels going up against Afrika, Trenesha Biggers and Linda
Miles.
JAIME: Wait-a-minute! Three on two? This is supposed to be a Tag-Team Title Tournament match.
DAWN: And it is. Watch this clip from earlier.
The scene switches to the corridor of the arena where the executive offices are located and the camera
pans to the name across one of the doors: Mia St. John-Executive G.M. Inside the office, loud voices
could be heard. As the camera moves inside, we see Mia stiting behind her desk with Exotica and Devon
on the opposite side of the desk.
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EXOTICA: This is a crock Mia and you know it.
DEVON: Yeah, this is a tag-team tournament, not a six-woman tournament.
MIA: Calm down you two….
EXOTICA: Calm down? You calm down; you’re not the one scheduled for a handicap match.
DEVON: Yeah, any two of those three would be a handful, but to have to face all three? You’re sending
us to a slaughter.
MIA: Will you two calm down for a second and let me talk? Now, I have to admit, it was very tricky of
Tatianna to name her tag-team T3 when we set-up the tournament and then list Afrika, Trenesha
Biggers and Linda Miles as the members of T3.
EXOTICA: What happened Mia? Were you asleep at the wheel?
MIA: (rolls eyes) No, funny girl; it’s just no one had ever thought about making a tag-team a three
member team. The precedent they cited, of course, was the classic tag-team, The Freebirds. Nothing in
any wrestling charter specifically says that a tag-team must consist of two members and two members
only.
DEVON: I don’t see how this helps us Mia.
MIA: Well, while they can say their tag-team has 3 members, a tag-team match IS only supposed to
consist of two teams of two members each. So, even though they can choose which two girls you face,
you will only have to face two of them.
EXOTICA: Thanks a bunch Mia. Now, we won’t figure out who we’re facing until we get to the ring.
MIA: Sorry girls; it is the best I could do.
With that, Exotica and Devon stormed out of the General Manager’s office, slamming the door behind
them. After the clip, we see Jaime at the announcer’s table, shaking her head while Dawn seemed very
pleased with what she had just seen.
JAIME: That ruling is unfair, but you have to hand it to T3 for arranging the description of their team to
NOT be specific, allowing any two of the three to participate in a match and not give their opponents any
notice or any way to prepare for going up against them.
DAWN: Smart move by the trio. Now, they have an advantage going into any match.
JAIME: Let’s go up to Ninel Conde for the introductions.
NINEL CONDE: This match is a Tag-Team Championship Tournament match and your referee for this
bout is Courtney Love!
DEVON: Yeah, this is a tag-team tournament, not a six-woman tournament.
MIA: Calm down you two….
EXOTICA: Calm down? You calm down; you’re not the one scheduled for a handicap match.
DEVON: Yeah, any two of those three would be a handful, but to have to face all three? You’re sending
us to a slaughter.
MIA: Will you two calm down for a second and let me talk? Now, I have to admit, it was very tricky of
Tatianna to name her tag-team T3 when we set-up the tournament and then list Afrika, Trenesha
Biggers and Linda Miles as the members of T3.
EXOTICA: What happened Mia? Were you asleep at the wheel?
MIA: (rolls eyes) No, funny girl; it’s just no one had ever thought about making a tag-team a three
member team. The precedent they cited, of course, was the classic tag-team, The Freebirds. Nothing in
any wrestling charter specifically says that a tag-team must consist of two members and two members
only.
DEVON: I don’t see how this helps us Mia.
MIA: Well, while they can say their tag-team has 3 members, a tag-team match IS only supposed to
consist of two teams of two members each. So, even though they can choose which two girls you face,
you will only have to face two of them.
EXOTICA: Thanks a bunch Mia. Now, we won’t figure out who we’re facing until we get to the ring.
MIA: Sorry girls; it is the best I could do.
With that, Exotica and Devon stormed out of the General Manager’s office, slamming the door behind
them. After the clip, we see Jaime at the announcer’s table, shaking her head while Dawn seemed very
pleased with what she had just seen.
JAIME: That ruling is unfair, but you have to hand it to T3 for arranging the description of their team to
NOT be specific, allowing any two of the three to participate in a match and not give their opponents any
notice or any way to prepare for going up against them.
DAWN: Smart move by the trio. Now, they have an advantage going into any match.
JAIME: Let’s go up to Ninel Conde for the introductions.
NINEL CONDE: This match is a Tag-Team Championship Tournament match and your referee for this
bout is Courtney Love!
NINEL CONDE: Introducing first, from the Windy City, Chicago, Illinois (huge pop), standing five feet-six
and five feet-two inches tall respectively and weighing a combined two hundred forty-seven pounds, they
are the Latin Diva Agency, Exotica Soto and Devon Michaels.
Exotica and Devon emerged from backstage beneath the JumboTron to a rousing ovation from their
hometown crowd. The sexy Latinas wore matching black latex dusters with the Puerto Rican flag on the
back. Both women quickly ripped off the dusters to reveal matching halter tops that were basically the
flag of Puerto Rico and workout shorts in the same colors; red, white and blue. They rounded out their
outfits with knee-high white wrestling boots with wide, blue laces and LDA stenciled in red along the sides.
The sexy Latinas performed a mini-dance routine before they headed down the ramp toward the ring.
Quickly, the duo entered the ring and scaled adjacent corners to pose for the fans who began a ‘LDA’
chant. Finally, Exotica and Devon got down and retreated to their corner to await the arrival of their
opponents.
NINEL CONDE: And their opponents, being accompanied to the ring by Trenesha Biggers, standing five
feet-seven and six foot-one respectively and weighing a combined three hundred sixty-two pounds, they
are T3; Afrika and Linda Miles.
As the trio hit the stage, they were greeted with a loud round of boos and insults. An incredulous look
came over Trenesha’s face as she looked back at Afrika and Linda who each had sneers on their faces
while they shook their heads. The self-proclaimed Panther Claw led the way to the ring as Linda followed
closely behind and the massive Queen of Pain brought up the rear.
After all three climbed onto the ring apron, Linda and Afrika stepped into the ring while Trenesha
remained on the outside. The sneer on Linda’s face remained as she shook her head at the Latinas
while Afrika began trash talking at the duo. Finally, they retreated to their corner to wait for the opening
bell.
JAIME: I am a bit fearful for Exotica and Devon in this match.
DAWN: You should be. I think Tatianna has whipped her girls into such a frenzy, it is going to be murder
for whomever steps into the ring with them tonight.
JAIME: Well, here we go!
and five feet-two inches tall respectively and weighing a combined two hundred forty-seven pounds, they
are the Latin Diva Agency, Exotica Soto and Devon Michaels.
Exotica and Devon emerged from backstage beneath the JumboTron to a rousing ovation from their
hometown crowd. The sexy Latinas wore matching black latex dusters with the Puerto Rican flag on the
back. Both women quickly ripped off the dusters to reveal matching halter tops that were basically the
flag of Puerto Rico and workout shorts in the same colors; red, white and blue. They rounded out their
outfits with knee-high white wrestling boots with wide, blue laces and LDA stenciled in red along the sides.
The sexy Latinas performed a mini-dance routine before they headed down the ramp toward the ring.
Quickly, the duo entered the ring and scaled adjacent corners to pose for the fans who began a ‘LDA’
chant. Finally, Exotica and Devon got down and retreated to their corner to await the arrival of their
opponents.
NINEL CONDE: And their opponents, being accompanied to the ring by Trenesha Biggers, standing five
feet-seven and six foot-one respectively and weighing a combined three hundred sixty-two pounds, they
are T3; Afrika and Linda Miles.
As the trio hit the stage, they were greeted with a loud round of boos and insults. An incredulous look
came over Trenesha’s face as she looked back at Afrika and Linda who each had sneers on their faces
while they shook their heads. The self-proclaimed Panther Claw led the way to the ring as Linda followed
closely behind and the massive Queen of Pain brought up the rear.
After all three climbed onto the ring apron, Linda and Afrika stepped into the ring while Trenesha
remained on the outside. The sneer on Linda’s face remained as she shook her head at the Latinas
while Afrika began trash talking at the duo. Finally, they retreated to their corner to wait for the opening
bell.
JAIME: I am a bit fearful for Exotica and Devon in this match.
DAWN: You should be. I think Tatianna has whipped her girls into such a frenzy, it is going to be murder
for whomever steps into the ring with them tonight.
JAIME: Well, here we go!
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Trenesha, alerted by the crowd’s cheers, turned around just in time for Tylene to hit her with a Lou
Thesz Press, dropping her to the arena floor. The blonde began firing away with abandon, landing
looping rights on the downed Ebony Amazon. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a woman jumped over the
ringside barricade and attacked Tylene from behind. It was Ebony Eve.
Thesz Press, dropping her to the arena floor. The blonde began firing away with abandon, landing
looping rights on the downed Ebony Amazon. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a woman jumped over the
ringside barricade and attacked Tylene from behind. It was Ebony Eve.
Destruction spun Brandy around, picked her up, spun around and drove her into the base of the ramp
with a thunderous spinebuster slam. A howl of agony came from the brunette’s lips just before she
began to writhe in pain on the cold ramp only a few feet away from the semi-conscious Tylene.
Treasure continued her attack as she sped toward the unaware Shannan and hit her full speed with a
devastating spear to the ribs. As the buxom, red-haired beauty writhed on the arena floor, Treasure
rolled her onto her back and quickly locked on her finisher, THE HORROR CHAMBER [Dragon Sleeper,
Chicken Wing, Camel Clutch combo]. Mercilessly, the Ebony powerhouse pulled back on the devastating
hold; cutting off Shannan’s air supply, nearly dislocating the buxom beauty’s shoulder and bending the
brunette’s spine to the snapping point, all at the same time. But still Treasure was not done.
Without warning, the Mistress of Destruction switched from the Dragon Sleeper to a Rear Naked Choke
and began slamming her sharp, studded wristlets into the forehead of the trapped Shannan. Within
seconds, a gash had been opened and blood streamed down the face of the sexy brunette. Quickly,
Shannan’s screams became hoarse cries with her air in short supply. Ten seconds later, Shannan’s free
arm dropped lifelessly to the arena floor while Treasure continued to try to disfigure the brunette. Again
and again, Treasure slammed the sharp wristlets into the face of the unconscious beauty until blood
began to pool beneath Shannan. Finally, the Mistress of Destruction released her torturous hold and
allowed the destroyed brunette to collapse to the arena floor.
JAIME: This is like watching a horror movie; Treasure has just obliterated Shannan and left her a
bloody mess.
DAWN: Calling Memorial General; get your emergency room ready for a batch of arrivals.
Meanwhile, Trenesha and Eve had pulled the stunned Brandy to her feet and with each Amazon holding
one of her wrists, were laying in vicious kicks to the buxom brunette’s stomach and breasts. Treasure
quickly joined in on the fun as she grabbed Brandy by her ankles and as Trenesha and Eve slammed
soccer-styled kicks into her breasts, the Mistress of Destruction punted the Diamond Doll in her crotch
eliciting a bloodcurdling scream from the trapped brunette.
Treasure moved in and yanked the agonized Brandy up by her hair. With a sneer on her face, the
Mistress of Destruction pulled the brunette’s left arm behind her head and nearly obliterated the buxom
beauty with THE TREASURE CHEST [Heart Punch]. Before Brandy could collapse, Trenesha caught
her, spun her around and locked on a head claw. A second later, the Ebony Amazon lifted her victim up
and drove her into the arena floor with THE NUBIAN BLAST [Head Claw Slam]. The Diamond Doll
twitched for a few seconds before going limp.
Finally, medics came down the ramp to tend to the destroyed trio of Tylene, Brandy and Shannan while
Treasure, Trenesha and Eve high-fived each other. While the devastated Sinful Angels were being
loaded onto stretchers, the merciless Ebony grapplers turned their attention back to Devon who was just
starting to recover from her earlier punishment.
JAIME: I cannot believe what I’m seeing; this is like watching public executions.
DAWN: Tatianna’s girls are displaying their rage so I’m afraid of what’s in store for our General Manager.
The deadly trio advanced toward the still-staggered Devon when suddenly, Linda shouted at them from
the ring. The Mahogany Murderess stepped over the top rope and dropped down to the arena floor
before she laced into the Hardcore Diva with a stiff lariat that sent Devon back to the floor. Linda quickly
followed up by lifting her victim onto her shoulder and turning toward the far ringpost. Abruptly, the
Ebony Amazon ran forward and nailed Devon with THE BULL’S EYE LAUNCH [Snake-Eyes Launch into
Ringpost]. The Latina immediately crumpled to the arena floor in a heap as blood began to pour from a
wound over her left eye.
As Linda pulled Devon back to her feet, she dug her nails into the open wound and elicited a
bloodcurdling scream from the Hardcore Diva. Again, The Mahogany Murderess lifted the bloodied
beauty onto her shoulder, backed up a few steps and hit Devon with yet another BULL’S EYE LAUNCH,
opening up the nasty looking wound even further. With a smile on her face, Linda grabbed the bleeding
Latina by her hair and rolled her back inside the ring before she rolled in behind her blood-soaked
opponent.
JAIME: Oh My God! Devon is bleeding profusely; surely Courtney will stop the match.
DAWN: Why? Devon has not given up or been pinned. Would you deny her the opportunity to win this
match?
JAIME: Only an idiot or a fool could think Devon or Exotica have a chance now.
DAWN: Call me an idiot or a fool one more time and I’ll be doing the rest of this broadcast by myself.
Linda continued her attack on Devon with a series of stomps to the bloodied Latina before she finally
dragged the Hardcore Diva to her feet. Quickly, the Ebony Amazon hoisted her bloodied foe onto her
shoulders before she drove Devon into the canvas with a nasty-looking Death Valley Driver that left the
Latina writhing on the mat. Linda nudged the blood-soaked Devon onto her back and placed a boot on
her chest for the arrogant pin. However, before Courtney could drop down to start the count, the
Mahogany Murderess simply walked away.
The Ebony Amazon pulled the agonized Hardcore Diva up and laced into her with a hard open-handed
slap before she hoisted the bloodied beauty onto her shoulders and locked in her finisher, THE
TERRORDOME [Torture Rack Backbreaker]. Devon’s screams filled the air as she struggled in vain to
free herself from the torturous maneuver. Strangely, Linda released the Hardcore Diva before she could
elicit a submission from her and allowed the bloody grappler to fall to the canvas.
JAIME: This is becoming a bad joke now; Linda could have finished off Devon twice just now.
DAWN: Like I said; you gotta send a message. It puts fear in the hearts of their future opponent and
may make the road to the finals that much easier.
With a handful of Devon’s hair, Linda dragged the bloodied grappler toward the corner where Afrika
eagerly waited for the tag. The Queen of Pain entered the ring and shoved the Hardcore Diva against
the ropes where she began to disdainfully slap the blood-soaked beauty and talk trash at her foe at the
same time.
AFRIKA: C’mon bitch! I heard you were tough. Show me. I will even let you try to hit me. I’ll bet you
can’t.
With her left eye damaged and the vision in her right eye blurred by her blood, Devon could only swing
wildly in hopes of connecting. Afrika moved in, careful to avoid the Hardcore Diva’s wild punches, and
slammed a stiff knee into Devon’s stomach. This allowed the Queen of Pain to shove her foe against the
ropes and land another vicious headbutt. A second headbutt quickly followed and when the Nubian
Warrior nailed Devon with a third headbutt, she finally succeeded in opening another gash; this time over
the Hardcore Diva’s other eye. As blood poured from the new wound and the old one still streamed
crimson, Devon was effectively blinded.
Afrika quickly scooped Devon into the air and deposited her upside-down in the corner where the
Mahogany Murderess awaited. With the Hardcore Diva trapped in the tree-of-woe, a still bloodied but
recovered Exotica rushed into the ring to aid her partner only to be cut off by Courtney. As the blonde
struggled to restrain the Exotic One, Afrika and Linda went to work on the trapped Devon. The duo
alternated stiff kicks to the Latina’s stomach and breasts with elbows and two-handed sledgehammers to
Devon’s already punished crotch. A puddle of crimson formed beneath the head of the Latina as her
moans and shrieks filled the air. Finally, after Exotica had been ushered back to her corner, Courtney
came over and ordered the double-teaming to stop. Afrika eventually relented and unhooked the
Hardcore Diva’s legs, allowing the Latina to collapse to the mat.
JAIME: Please let this massacre be over soon.
DAWN: Oh, I think it will be.
As Devon lay writhing on the canvas, Afrika suddenly raced across the ring, grabbed Exotica by her hair
and flipped her into the ring the hard way. The Queen of Pain wasted no time as she hoisted the Exotic
One onto her shoulders and then drove her into the mat with her finisher, THE NUBIAN DESTRUCTION
[F-5; Fireman’s Carry Facebuster]. Not satisfied, the Nubian Warrior yanked Exotica up, shoved her
against the ropes and quickly trapped the Latina by tying her arms in the ropes.
AFRIKA: Now tramp, you got the best seat in the house for what we have in store for your fellow slut.
Slowly, Afrika walked over to where Devon lay and pulled the blood-covered grappler up by her hair.
The Queen of Pain effortlessly hoisted the Hardcore Diva onto her shoulders and locked on a sick-
looking Torture Rack, a prelude to her finisher, AFRIKA’S DESCENT [Torture Rack Drop]. As she
though, Linda entered the ring and stood to her partner’s left. Afrika then leaned forward and flexed,
bending Devon nearly to her spine’s snapping point. Suddenly, the Queen of Pain dropped to her
knees and flipped the destroyed Latina off her shoulders toward an awaiting Linda who caught Devon
before she could collapse to the canvas and locked on a standing headscissors. Effortlessly, the Ebony
Amazon flipped the bloodied Latina into the air, grabbed her shorts for extra lift and then drove her into
the canvas, completing T3’s finisher, THE TERRORDOME SOLUTION [Torture Rack Drop into a Last
Ride Powerbomb]. Devon twitched wildly on the canvas as both Afrika and Linda placed a boot on each
of the Latina’s breasts and ordered Courtney to make the academic count.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
DING! DING! DING!
NINEL CONDE: Here are your winners, Afrika and Linda Miles!!
JAIME: Thank God that is over with finally. Devon is going to need medical attention and somebody
needs to release Exotica from those ropes.
DAWN: Uh, I don’t think Tatianna’s girls are quite through.
As the still trapped Exotica pleaded for the sadistic Ebony grapplers to leave her partner alone, the
Nubian Warrior rolled the blood-soaked Devon across the mat before she leapt into the air and nailed
the Hardcore Diva with a nasty leaping legdrop across her throat. As Devon lay on the canvas, hacking
and coughing, Afrika grabbed the blood-soaked Latina by her ankles and dragged her over to the
ropes. The Queen of Pain positioned Devon underneath the bottom rope, locked her arms around the
Latina’s legs and fell backwards. The move whiplashed the Hardcore Diva’s throat into the rope and left
her flopping around on the mat, holding her throat and gasping for air.
JAIME: Oh God, it’s not bad enough that Devon is losing a dreadful amount of blood, but now the
sadists are working on her throat. For Christ’s sake, the match is over!!!
DAWN: Uh, I think we can reserve a room at Chicago General for Devon; look!
As Devon lay next to the ropes, Linda climbed to the top turnbuckle in her corner just before Trenesha
handed the Ebony Amazon a steel chair. Inside the ring, Afrika shoved Courtney aside, grabbed Exotica
and tossed her over the top rope and down to the arena floor. The Queen of Pain then raced to the
other side of the ring where Devon lay and shoved her underneath the bottom rope so that she lay
halfway off the ring apron. When Afrika nodded to Linda, the Mahogany Murderess leapt from her perch
and slammed the edge of the chair into Devon’s exposed throat.
JAIME: OH GOD!!! THEY JUST KILLED DEVON!
The impact flipped the Hardcore Diva off the canvas and down to the arena floor where she began to
convulse violently while holding her throat. A few seconds later, the bloodied beauty started to cough up
wads of blood while she writhed across the arena floor. Linda stood over the severely injured Latina with
the steel chair still in hand and a smile on her face.
JAIME: Linda has horribly injured Devon. This is ….simply horrible.
DAWN: That was too much. But what did you expect?
JAIME: Are you serious? Exotica’s partner needs medical attention and Exotica is trapped in the ropes.
Don’t any of these women have a conscience?
DAWN: Apparently not. Now, I think Exotica is about to join her partner.
As EMT’s rushed down to tend to Devon, Exotica strained against the ropes that held her in place; tears
mixed with the blood from her wounds as screamed out her partner’s name. A hush came over the crowd
as the medics worked feverishly on Devon, before they finally strapped the Latina to a stretcher and
wheeled her toward the back and an awaiting ambulance. As they did, the entire group of Nubian
Goddesses advanced on the trapped Exotica with smiles on their faces.
Suddenly, the crowd’s boos abruptly turned to cheers as another woman rushed down the ramp with a
steel chair in hand. It was Bobbi Billard.
with a thunderous spinebuster slam. A howl of agony came from the brunette’s lips just before she
began to writhe in pain on the cold ramp only a few feet away from the semi-conscious Tylene.
Treasure continued her attack as she sped toward the unaware Shannan and hit her full speed with a
devastating spear to the ribs. As the buxom, red-haired beauty writhed on the arena floor, Treasure
rolled her onto her back and quickly locked on her finisher, THE HORROR CHAMBER [Dragon Sleeper,
Chicken Wing, Camel Clutch combo]. Mercilessly, the Ebony powerhouse pulled back on the devastating
hold; cutting off Shannan’s air supply, nearly dislocating the buxom beauty’s shoulder and bending the
brunette’s spine to the snapping point, all at the same time. But still Treasure was not done.
Without warning, the Mistress of Destruction switched from the Dragon Sleeper to a Rear Naked Choke
and began slamming her sharp, studded wristlets into the forehead of the trapped Shannan. Within
seconds, a gash had been opened and blood streamed down the face of the sexy brunette. Quickly,
Shannan’s screams became hoarse cries with her air in short supply. Ten seconds later, Shannan’s free
arm dropped lifelessly to the arena floor while Treasure continued to try to disfigure the brunette. Again
and again, Treasure slammed the sharp wristlets into the face of the unconscious beauty until blood
began to pool beneath Shannan. Finally, the Mistress of Destruction released her torturous hold and
allowed the destroyed brunette to collapse to the arena floor.
JAIME: This is like watching a horror movie; Treasure has just obliterated Shannan and left her a
bloody mess.
DAWN: Calling Memorial General; get your emergency room ready for a batch of arrivals.
Meanwhile, Trenesha and Eve had pulled the stunned Brandy to her feet and with each Amazon holding
one of her wrists, were laying in vicious kicks to the buxom brunette’s stomach and breasts. Treasure
quickly joined in on the fun as she grabbed Brandy by her ankles and as Trenesha and Eve slammed
soccer-styled kicks into her breasts, the Mistress of Destruction punted the Diamond Doll in her crotch
eliciting a bloodcurdling scream from the trapped brunette.
Treasure moved in and yanked the agonized Brandy up by her hair. With a sneer on her face, the
Mistress of Destruction pulled the brunette’s left arm behind her head and nearly obliterated the buxom
beauty with THE TREASURE CHEST [Heart Punch]. Before Brandy could collapse, Trenesha caught
her, spun her around and locked on a head claw. A second later, the Ebony Amazon lifted her victim up
and drove her into the arena floor with THE NUBIAN BLAST [Head Claw Slam]. The Diamond Doll
twitched for a few seconds before going limp.
Finally, medics came down the ramp to tend to the destroyed trio of Tylene, Brandy and Shannan while
Treasure, Trenesha and Eve high-fived each other. While the devastated Sinful Angels were being
loaded onto stretchers, the merciless Ebony grapplers turned their attention back to Devon who was just
starting to recover from her earlier punishment.
JAIME: I cannot believe what I’m seeing; this is like watching public executions.
DAWN: Tatianna’s girls are displaying their rage so I’m afraid of what’s in store for our General Manager.
The deadly trio advanced toward the still-staggered Devon when suddenly, Linda shouted at them from
the ring. The Mahogany Murderess stepped over the top rope and dropped down to the arena floor
before she laced into the Hardcore Diva with a stiff lariat that sent Devon back to the floor. Linda quickly
followed up by lifting her victim onto her shoulder and turning toward the far ringpost. Abruptly, the
Ebony Amazon ran forward and nailed Devon with THE BULL’S EYE LAUNCH [Snake-Eyes Launch into
Ringpost]. The Latina immediately crumpled to the arena floor in a heap as blood began to pour from a
wound over her left eye.
As Linda pulled Devon back to her feet, she dug her nails into the open wound and elicited a
bloodcurdling scream from the Hardcore Diva. Again, The Mahogany Murderess lifted the bloodied
beauty onto her shoulder, backed up a few steps and hit Devon with yet another BULL’S EYE LAUNCH,
opening up the nasty looking wound even further. With a smile on her face, Linda grabbed the bleeding
Latina by her hair and rolled her back inside the ring before she rolled in behind her blood-soaked
opponent.
JAIME: Oh My God! Devon is bleeding profusely; surely Courtney will stop the match.
DAWN: Why? Devon has not given up or been pinned. Would you deny her the opportunity to win this
match?
JAIME: Only an idiot or a fool could think Devon or Exotica have a chance now.
DAWN: Call me an idiot or a fool one more time and I’ll be doing the rest of this broadcast by myself.
Linda continued her attack on Devon with a series of stomps to the bloodied Latina before she finally
dragged the Hardcore Diva to her feet. Quickly, the Ebony Amazon hoisted her bloodied foe onto her
shoulders before she drove Devon into the canvas with a nasty-looking Death Valley Driver that left the
Latina writhing on the mat. Linda nudged the blood-soaked Devon onto her back and placed a boot on
her chest for the arrogant pin. However, before Courtney could drop down to start the count, the
Mahogany Murderess simply walked away.
The Ebony Amazon pulled the agonized Hardcore Diva up and laced into her with a hard open-handed
slap before she hoisted the bloodied beauty onto her shoulders and locked in her finisher, THE
TERRORDOME [Torture Rack Backbreaker]. Devon’s screams filled the air as she struggled in vain to
free herself from the torturous maneuver. Strangely, Linda released the Hardcore Diva before she could
elicit a submission from her and allowed the bloody grappler to fall to the canvas.
JAIME: This is becoming a bad joke now; Linda could have finished off Devon twice just now.
DAWN: Like I said; you gotta send a message. It puts fear in the hearts of their future opponent and
may make the road to the finals that much easier.
With a handful of Devon’s hair, Linda dragged the bloodied grappler toward the corner where Afrika
eagerly waited for the tag. The Queen of Pain entered the ring and shoved the Hardcore Diva against
the ropes where she began to disdainfully slap the blood-soaked beauty and talk trash at her foe at the
same time.
AFRIKA: C’mon bitch! I heard you were tough. Show me. I will even let you try to hit me. I’ll bet you
can’t.
With her left eye damaged and the vision in her right eye blurred by her blood, Devon could only swing
wildly in hopes of connecting. Afrika moved in, careful to avoid the Hardcore Diva’s wild punches, and
slammed a stiff knee into Devon’s stomach. This allowed the Queen of Pain to shove her foe against the
ropes and land another vicious headbutt. A second headbutt quickly followed and when the Nubian
Warrior nailed Devon with a third headbutt, she finally succeeded in opening another gash; this time over
the Hardcore Diva’s other eye. As blood poured from the new wound and the old one still streamed
crimson, Devon was effectively blinded.
Afrika quickly scooped Devon into the air and deposited her upside-down in the corner where the
Mahogany Murderess awaited. With the Hardcore Diva trapped in the tree-of-woe, a still bloodied but
recovered Exotica rushed into the ring to aid her partner only to be cut off by Courtney. As the blonde
struggled to restrain the Exotic One, Afrika and Linda went to work on the trapped Devon. The duo
alternated stiff kicks to the Latina’s stomach and breasts with elbows and two-handed sledgehammers to
Devon’s already punished crotch. A puddle of crimson formed beneath the head of the Latina as her
moans and shrieks filled the air. Finally, after Exotica had been ushered back to her corner, Courtney
came over and ordered the double-teaming to stop. Afrika eventually relented and unhooked the
Hardcore Diva’s legs, allowing the Latina to collapse to the mat.
JAIME: Please let this massacre be over soon.
DAWN: Oh, I think it will be.
As Devon lay writhing on the canvas, Afrika suddenly raced across the ring, grabbed Exotica by her hair
and flipped her into the ring the hard way. The Queen of Pain wasted no time as she hoisted the Exotic
One onto her shoulders and then drove her into the mat with her finisher, THE NUBIAN DESTRUCTION
[F-5; Fireman’s Carry Facebuster]. Not satisfied, the Nubian Warrior yanked Exotica up, shoved her
against the ropes and quickly trapped the Latina by tying her arms in the ropes.
AFRIKA: Now tramp, you got the best seat in the house for what we have in store for your fellow slut.
Slowly, Afrika walked over to where Devon lay and pulled the blood-covered grappler up by her hair.
The Queen of Pain effortlessly hoisted the Hardcore Diva onto her shoulders and locked on a sick-
looking Torture Rack, a prelude to her finisher, AFRIKA’S DESCENT [Torture Rack Drop]. As she
though, Linda entered the ring and stood to her partner’s left. Afrika then leaned forward and flexed,
bending Devon nearly to her spine’s snapping point. Suddenly, the Queen of Pain dropped to her
knees and flipped the destroyed Latina off her shoulders toward an awaiting Linda who caught Devon
before she could collapse to the canvas and locked on a standing headscissors. Effortlessly, the Ebony
Amazon flipped the bloodied Latina into the air, grabbed her shorts for extra lift and then drove her into
the canvas, completing T3’s finisher, THE TERRORDOME SOLUTION [Torture Rack Drop into a Last
Ride Powerbomb]. Devon twitched wildly on the canvas as both Afrika and Linda placed a boot on each
of the Latina’s breasts and ordered Courtney to make the academic count.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
DING! DING! DING!
NINEL CONDE: Here are your winners, Afrika and Linda Miles!!
JAIME: Thank God that is over with finally. Devon is going to need medical attention and somebody
needs to release Exotica from those ropes.
DAWN: Uh, I don’t think Tatianna’s girls are quite through.
As the still trapped Exotica pleaded for the sadistic Ebony grapplers to leave her partner alone, the
Nubian Warrior rolled the blood-soaked Devon across the mat before she leapt into the air and nailed
the Hardcore Diva with a nasty leaping legdrop across her throat. As Devon lay on the canvas, hacking
and coughing, Afrika grabbed the blood-soaked Latina by her ankles and dragged her over to the
ropes. The Queen of Pain positioned Devon underneath the bottom rope, locked her arms around the
Latina’s legs and fell backwards. The move whiplashed the Hardcore Diva’s throat into the rope and left
her flopping around on the mat, holding her throat and gasping for air.
JAIME: Oh God, it’s not bad enough that Devon is losing a dreadful amount of blood, but now the
sadists are working on her throat. For Christ’s sake, the match is over!!!
DAWN: Uh, I think we can reserve a room at Chicago General for Devon; look!
As Devon lay next to the ropes, Linda climbed to the top turnbuckle in her corner just before Trenesha
handed the Ebony Amazon a steel chair. Inside the ring, Afrika shoved Courtney aside, grabbed Exotica
and tossed her over the top rope and down to the arena floor. The Queen of Pain then raced to the
other side of the ring where Devon lay and shoved her underneath the bottom rope so that she lay
halfway off the ring apron. When Afrika nodded to Linda, the Mahogany Murderess leapt from her perch
and slammed the edge of the chair into Devon’s exposed throat.
JAIME: OH GOD!!! THEY JUST KILLED DEVON!
The impact flipped the Hardcore Diva off the canvas and down to the arena floor where she began to
convulse violently while holding her throat. A few seconds later, the bloodied beauty started to cough up
wads of blood while she writhed across the arena floor. Linda stood over the severely injured Latina with
the steel chair still in hand and a smile on her face.
JAIME: Linda has horribly injured Devon. This is ….simply horrible.
DAWN: That was too much. But what did you expect?
JAIME: Are you serious? Exotica’s partner needs medical attention and Exotica is trapped in the ropes.
Don’t any of these women have a conscience?
DAWN: Apparently not. Now, I think Exotica is about to join her partner.
As EMT’s rushed down to tend to Devon, Exotica strained against the ropes that held her in place; tears
mixed with the blood from her wounds as screamed out her partner’s name. A hush came over the crowd
as the medics worked feverishly on Devon, before they finally strapped the Latina to a stretcher and
wheeled her toward the back and an awaiting ambulance. As they did, the entire group of Nubian
Goddesses advanced on the trapped Exotica with smiles on their faces.
Suddenly, the crowd’s boos abruptly turned to cheers as another woman rushed down the ramp with a
steel chair in hand. It was Bobbi Billard.
JAIME: What the hell! How many of them are there?
DAWN: Too many for Devon, Exotica or any of the other Sinful Angels to think they have a chance.
Eve slammed a clubbing blow across the back of Tylene before she spun the blonde around and punted
her between her legs; the blow eliciting a shriek from Major Gunns before she sank to her knees, holding
her privates. Quickly, the Exotic Goddess locked a front facelock on the pained blonde, pulled her up
and then drove her head into the foot of the ramp with THE EBONY DROP [Fisherman Implant DDT].
Eve got to her feet and hi-five Trenesha before the pair turned their attention back to the barely
conscious Tylene. When Eve rolled the buxom blonde onto her back, everyone could see the vicious
move she had just hit Tylene with had busted the blonde open as a thin stream of blood ran down her
face. Eve started stomping away at Tylene’s forehead, trying to open the wound up further while
Trenesha began violently stomping away at the blonde’s chest. Suddenly, the crowd rose to their feet
again as two women rushed down the ramp; it was Shannan Leigh and Brandy Dahl.
DAWN: Too many for Devon, Exotica or any of the other Sinful Angels to think they have a chance.
Eve slammed a clubbing blow across the back of Tylene before she spun the blonde around and punted
her between her legs; the blow eliciting a shriek from Major Gunns before she sank to her knees, holding
her privates. Quickly, the Exotic Goddess locked a front facelock on the pained blonde, pulled her up
and then drove her head into the foot of the ramp with THE EBONY DROP [Fisherman Implant DDT].
Eve got to her feet and hi-five Trenesha before the pair turned their attention back to the barely
conscious Tylene. When Eve rolled the buxom blonde onto her back, everyone could see the vicious
move she had just hit Tylene with had busted the blonde open as a thin stream of blood ran down her
face. Eve started stomping away at Tylene’s forehead, trying to open the wound up further while
Trenesha began violently stomping away at the blonde’s chest. Suddenly, the crowd rose to their feet
again as two women rushed down the ramp; it was Shannan Leigh and Brandy Dahl.
Brandy made a bee-line for Trenesha while Shannan walked up to Eve and began trading blows with the
Amazon. While The Diamond Doll seemed to barely be holding her own with Trenesha, Shannan was
having more success with Eve. The red-haired beauty nailed Eve with a hard palm strike that stopped
the Ebony Amazon in her tracks. Shannan quickly followed up with a martial arts kick that clearly
stunned Eve.
Suddenly, the crowd began to scream out warnings to Shannan and Brandy as another woman slowly
strode down the ramp with evil intentions on her face; it was Mistress Treasure.
Amazon. While The Diamond Doll seemed to barely be holding her own with Trenesha, Shannan was
having more success with Eve. The red-haired beauty nailed Eve with a hard palm strike that stopped
the Ebony Amazon in her tracks. Shannan quickly followed up with a martial arts kick that clearly
stunned Eve.
Suddenly, the crowd began to scream out warnings to Shannan and Brandy as another woman slowly
strode down the ramp with evil intentions on her face; it was Mistress Treasure.
DAWN: What the hell is she doing out here?
JAIME: Trying to protect her friend.
Bobbi quickly slid into the ring, popped to her feet and began wildly swinging the chair as she stood
between the trapped Exotica and the quintet of Nubian Goddesses. As the Ebony heels moved toward
Bobbi and then retreated when she swung her weapon, a roar came from the crowd that the blonde
completely ignored as she concentrated on not being overrun by her the Nubian grapplers.
Suddenly, the quintet of Ebony beauties backed away from the chair-wielding Bobbi and one-by-one
began to exit the ring with smiles on their faces. The Bombshell Legend exhaled a sigh of relief before
she turned around and came face to face with Yaxeni Oriquen.
JAIME: Trying to protect her friend.
Bobbi quickly slid into the ring, popped to her feet and began wildly swinging the chair as she stood
between the trapped Exotica and the quintet of Nubian Goddesses. As the Ebony heels moved toward
Bobbi and then retreated when she swung her weapon, a roar came from the crowd that the blonde
completely ignored as she concentrated on not being overrun by her the Nubian grapplers.
Suddenly, the quintet of Ebony beauties backed away from the chair-wielding Bobbi and one-by-one
began to exit the ring with smiles on their faces. The Bombshell Legend exhaled a sigh of relief before
she turned around and came face to face with Yaxeni Oriquen.
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JAIME: Good God! What is Yaxeni doing out here now?
DAWN: I think she wants to send a message to Bobbi since they are going to meet in the next round of
the World Title Tournament.
JAIME: If Tatianna and her crew hadn’t destroyed the security staff, we wouldn’t be having this problem
tonight.
DAWN: Shoulda, woulda, coulda.
Bobbi quickly raised the chair she held over her head and tried to bring it down onto Yaxeni’s head only
for the Venezuelan juggernaut to reach up and stop the swing in mid-flight. The Caracas Crippler then
slammed a vicious punt between Bobbi’s legs before she snatched the chair from the blonde’s grasp. As
Bobbi sank to her knees, holding her wounded womanhood, the powerful heavyweight swung from her
heels and smashed the steel chair over Bobbi’s head. Almost in slow-motion, the Bombshell Legend
pitched forward and crashed into the canvas face-first. A second later, blood began to form beneath the
blonde’s face.
Yaxeni tossed the chair over the top rope and then sat down on Bobbi’s back. Quickly, the Caracas
Crippler pulled the now profusely bleeding Bobbi up and locked on her finisher, THE CARACAS CRUSH
[Modified Camel Clutch]. Bobbi’s shrieks filled the air as Yaxeni dug her thumbs into the blonde’s jaw
while she bent the buxom beauty’s spine to the breaking point. Blood continued to stream down Bobbi’s
face while her feet beat a tattoo into the canvas. Mercifully, the blonde suddenly stopped moving as she
lost consciousness. Sensing this, Yaxeni finally released her victim and allowed her to collapse to the
mat in a pool of her own blood. Then, Yaxeni turned her attention to the still trapped Exotica.
The Latina’s eyes widened in fear as Yaxenia approached. But to everyone’s surprise, Yaxeni let a smile
come over face as she simply patted Exotica’s cheek and pointed to the prone body of Bobbi a few feet
away. Then, the sadistic heavyweight exited the ring, allowing medical personnel to enter and attend to
Bobbi and Exotica.
JAIME: I am out of words now.
DAWN: Ah….there is a God!
JAIME: Team T3 has advanced and destroyed the LDA in the process. To top it off, I think Yaxeni may
have eliminated her competition in the next round of the World Title Tournament. Unbelievable…..simply
unbelievable.
DAWN: Well, since you are speechless, I think now is the perfect time for a break. Don’t go anywhere
fans.
DAWN: I think she wants to send a message to Bobbi since they are going to meet in the next round of
the World Title Tournament.
JAIME: If Tatianna and her crew hadn’t destroyed the security staff, we wouldn’t be having this problem
tonight.
DAWN: Shoulda, woulda, coulda.
Bobbi quickly raised the chair she held over her head and tried to bring it down onto Yaxeni’s head only
for the Venezuelan juggernaut to reach up and stop the swing in mid-flight. The Caracas Crippler then
slammed a vicious punt between Bobbi’s legs before she snatched the chair from the blonde’s grasp. As
Bobbi sank to her knees, holding her wounded womanhood, the powerful heavyweight swung from her
heels and smashed the steel chair over Bobbi’s head. Almost in slow-motion, the Bombshell Legend
pitched forward and crashed into the canvas face-first. A second later, blood began to form beneath the
blonde’s face.
Yaxeni tossed the chair over the top rope and then sat down on Bobbi’s back. Quickly, the Caracas
Crippler pulled the now profusely bleeding Bobbi up and locked on her finisher, THE CARACAS CRUSH
[Modified Camel Clutch]. Bobbi’s shrieks filled the air as Yaxeni dug her thumbs into the blonde’s jaw
while she bent the buxom beauty’s spine to the breaking point. Blood continued to stream down Bobbi’s
face while her feet beat a tattoo into the canvas. Mercifully, the blonde suddenly stopped moving as she
lost consciousness. Sensing this, Yaxeni finally released her victim and allowed her to collapse to the
mat in a pool of her own blood. Then, Yaxeni turned her attention to the still trapped Exotica.
The Latina’s eyes widened in fear as Yaxenia approached. But to everyone’s surprise, Yaxeni let a smile
come over face as she simply patted Exotica’s cheek and pointed to the prone body of Bobbi a few feet
away. Then, the sadistic heavyweight exited the ring, allowing medical personnel to enter and attend to
Bobbi and Exotica.
JAIME: I am out of words now.
DAWN: Ah….there is a God!
JAIME: Team T3 has advanced and destroyed the LDA in the process. To top it off, I think Yaxeni may
have eliminated her competition in the next round of the World Title Tournament. Unbelievable…..simply
unbelievable.
DAWN: Well, since you are speechless, I think now is the perfect time for a break. Don’t go anywhere
fans.
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