DING!
Melissa sped across the ring and cornered Trish into the corner. The brunette pounded on the
champion with punches and kicks before Sasha got in front of Melissa and ordered her to back off.
Melissa glared at the tiny official for a couple of seconds and then backed off a little.
DAWN: Not only does she interrupt her and cheaply slap her in the face; but now she's illegally attacking
her.
JAIME: It's funny how you are not enjoying this; it's about time Trish gets what's coming to her.
The Future Legend walked towards Trish, but was poked right in the eye. As Melissa clutched at her
eye, Trish shook of the after effects and locked her opponent in a headlock. The blonde wrenched
Melissa's head, but the strength of the brunette was too much. Melissa shoved Trish into the ropes and
when The Queen of Queens rebounded, she was knocked down by a shoulder block. The brunette
quickly yanked Trish up by the hair, hoisted her up, and slammed the blonde down with a stiff body
slam. Just as Trish's back bounced off the mat, Melissa sped across the ring, bounced off the ropes,
and started to go for an elbow drop. However, just as Melissa got her elbow up, Trish rolled out the ring
and grabbed her belt.
JAIME: Aw! What is this? So much for a fighting champion; she's walking out on this match.
DAWN: Trish doesn't need this; she doesn't need to have her first title defense against a cheater like
Melissa.
The Queen of Queens clutched her belt as she began to walk up the ramp. Before Sasha could begin
counting, Melissa rolled out the ring and went up the ramp towards Trish. The challenger grabbed Trish
by the shoulder, but Canada’s Greatest Export quickly turned around and went to knock Melissa's lights
out with the belt. The Future Legend’s eyes lit up and ducked underneath the attack. As Trish turned
around, she was sent to the floor with a big right hand from Melissa.
JAIME: Trish just tried to get herself disqualified!
DAWN: It's not her fault. It's Melissa's dirty tactics; her tactics are infecting Trish's clean tactics.
JAIME: Gimme a break!
Melissa grabbed her foe by the hair and rolled her back into the ring. As the former Alissa Flash slid into
the ring, Trish began to rise. The Female Terminator went for a clothesline, but with great alert, Trish
evaded it with THE MaTRISH [Matrix Evasion]. As Melissa stopped herself from going into the ropes,
Trish pointed to head and turned around right into a back body drop. The Queen of Queens bounced
off the mat and crawled towards the corner.
The Future Legend waited for Trish to get to her feet and charged full speed. The brunette leapt from
the mat and went for THE MELISSA EXPRESS [Running Forearm Smash in Corner], but Trish moved out
of the corner. At the last second, Melissa grabbed the ropes to stop herself and then turned around. As
she did, Trish charged towards the brunette and Melissa went for another back body drop. The
champion went over the top rope, but landed on the apron feet first. Melissa grabbed the middle rope
with both hands and went to knock the blonde off the apron with a shoulder thrust, but Trish quickly
stepped to the right. The Queen of Queens held the top rope, leapt into the air and dropped her leg
across the back of Melissa's head. The brunette’s throat snapped off the middle rope, causing her to fall
back into the ring.
DAWN: Ha! That's what you get; you Trish hater.
Trish waited for Melissa to get up a little before coming back into the ring. The sexy blonde bounced off
the ropes and rocked the jaw of Melissa with a kneelift. With decent speed, Trish mounted the downed
brunette and began laying some fists onto her head. The sexy Canadian went for another punch, but
opened her hand and grabbed her foe’s throat. Trish then used her other hand to grab Melissa's throat
to complete the choke. Sasha began to count before Trish finally stood up to break the illegal hold.
An arrogant smile began to show again across the face of Canada’s Greatest Export as she hauled
Melissa to her feet. As she did, Melissa's right hand met with Trish's cheek; the blow caused Trish's
head to snap back. Melissa hit her opponent's cheek again, but this time, Trish went backpedalling into
the ropes. The Future Legend grabbed the champion by the wrist and whipped her into the ropes. As
Trish rebounded, she saw Melissa bend down for another back body drop and capitalized on the
telegraphed motion with a swinging neckbreaker. Trish sat up and arrogantly patted herself on the back
before covering Melissa.
ONE…
TWO…
Melissa shot her shoulder up to cause the kick out.
JAIME: If there was one thing I didn't want to see, it was that arrogant smile come across the face of
Trish.
DAWN: I love that beautiful smile of hers; it gives off a royal impression.
Trish held Melissa by her chin and head, draped the brunette’s throat over the middle rope and pulled
the rope up. Melissa tried to cough, but was not able to thanks to the middle rope. Sasha moved in and
asked for the break before she began to count. At four, Trish relented only to quickly re-apply the
vicious choke. Again, the tiny official intervened and the blonde released Melissa just before the count
of five. Trish backed up a step before she moved around Sasha, dragged Melissa by the hair and
taunted her before using the middle rope as her weapon of mass suffocation yet again.
TRISH: Aw. Does your throat hurt? Well let's see if Mr.Rope can help.
Melissa's feet pounded the mat like drumsticks as she was being mercilessly choked by the ropes.
Sasha pulled Trish off her victim and lectured her about the rules. The Queen of Queens ignored her
and with a sneer on her face, watched as Melissa coughed violently. Trish grabbed Melissa's head with
both hands, jerked her foe up and then grabbed the brunette by the wrist before she whipped her into
the ropes. Melissa rebounded and was knocked down by a back elbow from the sexy Canadian beauty.
Canada’s Greatest Export boastfully walked towards the corner and climbed to the second rope. As the
blonde sat on the top turnbuckle and checked her fingernails, Melissa began to rise. Trish stood up on
the second rope and leaped off for an intended double axe handle. Melissa was not too dazed and
kicked Trish in the stomach as she came down. The blonde bombshell held her stomach and doubled
over.
JAMIE: Trish paid the price for checking her fingernails right there.
DAWN: And the price was high for that manicure.
JAIME: I wasn't talking about the manicure you fool.
Melissa grabbed the champion by the wrist and whipped her into the corner. With great speed, the sultry
brunette charged into Trish with a clothesline; causing the champ's legs to kick up in the air. The
Female Terminator then whipped her foe across the ring and into the opposite corner before she
charged in and hit another clothesline. Trish quickly fell into a seated position and looked out of it.
Melissa pulled the blonde up to her feet and went for another Irish whip, but Trish went to the eyes with
an eye rake. As The Future Legend turned away from Trish holding her eyes, the Canadian beauty got
on the second rope and leapt onto the back of the challenger with a piggy back sleeper. Trish gritted
her teeth as she applied more pressure; Melissa slowly went down onto one knee. The champion began
to nod her head as Sasha started to check Melissa. The tiny referee lifted Melissa's arm and it dropped.
Sasha checked Melissa again and her arm dropped for a second time.
JAIME: If Melissa's arm drops one more time, this one is over.
DAWN: And what a way to win your first title defense; by knockout.
Sasha lifted Melissa's arm for a third time, but this time, the Future Legend held her arm high in the air.
Trish began to shake her head out of frustration and tried to apply more pressure. Melissa reached back
and wrapped her arms under Trish's legs and charged backwards. The champion's back slammed into
the turnbuckle, but like a snake, the blonde kept her grip and stayed on. Melissa walked forward and
repeated the maneuver; but this time it caused Trish to release the sleeper and lay back in the corner.
The challenger held her throbbing throat while she was walking away from the Queen of Queens.
Melissa turned around and charged towards the champion. Trish's eyes opened up wide and stuck her
foot up just in time; the blow caused Melissa to turn away and drop to one knee. Trish arrogantly walked
towards Melissa and smacked her in the back of the head.
TRISH: You think you can step up to me?
Trish struck Melissa in the head again with another slap and continued the taunting,
TRISH: You think you can beat me? Well that's going to be answered right now!
Trish locked Melissa in a side headlock and pointed her index finger high in the air.
DAWN: The end is here. Trish is going to put this loser away with THE STRATUSFACTION
[Springboard Bulldog].
Trish ran towards the ropes and kicked her legs up. Just as she was about to push off the ropes,
Melissa hooked her arm around the champion’s leg and dropped the blonde on her back with a back
suplex. Trish held her back while Melissa lay on her back and Sasha began the count. The crowd began
to cheer for Melissa.
JAIME: It's crazy how Melissa used to be one of the most hated and now the crowd is behind her.
DAWN: You know why they are; it's because they want to see Trish lose her first title defense.
JAIME: Good point. Maybe it's that because Melissa has not shown any interest in them.
Trish and Melissa began to rise and Melissa turned into a right hand from the champion. The Future
Legend backed off a little before she came back with a punch of her own; causing Trish to backpedal
into the ropes. As the champion rebounded, she caught the top of Melissa's head with another right
hand. The Female Terminator shook her head and hit the cheek of Trish with a right hook; causing spit
to spew out of the champion's mouth. Trish held her mouth and raked Melissa in the eye. The Queen of
Queens then grabbed a handful of Melissa's hair and lay into her with some measured right punches,
causing the brunette to drop onto her left knee.
The Canadian beauty held Melissa up by her chin and smiled before she kissed her right hand, ready to
land a haymaker with it. Instead, the brunette ducked and Trish missed the knockout punch, almost
losing her balance. The Future Legend quickly grabbed Trish by the waist, hoisted her up and dropped
her on her head with a German suplex; causing the champion to bounce off the canvas and land on her
stomach.
DAWN: She just tried to break Trish's neck. That should be a fine!
JAIME: It's what you expect from Melissa. I'm sorry, but it's true.
Melissa wore anger on her face as she yanked Trish up by the hair. The enraged challenger whipped
Trish into the corner and slammed her hands onto the mat. With an intense scream, The Future Legend
charged towards the champion and hit THE MELISSA EXPRESS [Running Forearm Smash in Corner].
Trish only managed to stagger out the corner a few steps before she was hoisted onto the shoulders of
Melissa and slammed back down with a Samoan Drop. The challenger quickly hooked the leg of the
champion for the cover.
ONE..
TWO..
THR-
Trish rolled onto her stomach for the kick out and Melissa angrily looked at Sasha.
JAIME: I don't know how much Trish has left, but she better come up with something fast.
DAWN: Shut up! She's got this under control.
JAIME: Is it me or are you sweating?
DAWN: I don't need to answer that.
An evil smile came across the face of Melissa as she saw Trish laid out on her stomach. Melissa crossed
the legs of the Canadian beauty and grabbed both of her arms. The challenger stretched Trish's arms
back and forced the champion face-first into the mat with a stomp.
JAIME: Trish was just KICKED TO THE CURB [Surfboard Stomp]! And you know what that sets up for.
DAWN: Oh no! If it wasn't Trish, I would be rooting for Melissa to go for THE AFTERSHOCK, but this is
Trish.
The Female Terminator pulled the dazed champion up, turned her around, hooked her arms, and lifted
her up, ready to deliver THE AFTERSHOCK [Kudoh Driver Piledriver]. Instead, Trish rolled out, grabbed
Melissa, lifted her into the air and dropped the brunette on her back with a wicked spinebuster. The
crowd's reaction of Trish's counter was mixed. Trish began to crouch and motioned Melissa to get up
with her index finger. Melissa held her back as she got up and Trish's eyes lit up once The Future
Legend turned toward her. Quickly, the blonde bombshell went for THE STRATUSPHERE [Roundhouse
Kick to Jaw]. Melissa eyes shot open wide and she ducked the roundhouse kick and the momentum
caused Trish to stumble into the ropes. The Queen of Queens turned around in time to see a charging
Melissa, but was clotheslined over the top rope, causing her to land on the arena floor back-first.
JAIME: Woo! What a sequence right there!
As Melissa doubled over to catch her breath, Trish reached under the apron for something.
JAIME: Hey! What is she doing?
DAWN: I don't know, but she can do whatever she wants.
The Canadian beauty pulled out a steel chair and slowly began to rise. Melissa raced across the ring,
reached through the ropes and grabbed the blonde by the hair. Trish broke Melissa's grip and jabbed
the steel chair into the stomach of Melissa, causing the disqualification as Sasha signaled for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
NINEL CONDE: The winner of this match by disqualification, Melissa Anderson! However, the title
cannot change hands on a disqualification, so still the Legends Champion, Trish Stratus!
JAIME: Aw! This is unbelievable! I know Melissa is not the most loved, but she just got screwed big
time.
DAWN: This match should have never happened in the first place; Trish did this to show why you do not
threaten the Diva Killers!
Still holding the chair, Trish came into the ring and jabbed the chair down onto Melissa's abdomen. The
challenger let out a shocking cry of pain before clutching her abdomen as the crowd's reaction for Trish
switched from mixed to bad. The Canadian beauty waved to the back and out came Amy Dumas and
Lisa Marie Varon .
Melissa sped across the ring and cornered Trish into the corner. The brunette pounded on the
champion with punches and kicks before Sasha got in front of Melissa and ordered her to back off.
Melissa glared at the tiny official for a couple of seconds and then backed off a little.
DAWN: Not only does she interrupt her and cheaply slap her in the face; but now she's illegally attacking
her.
JAIME: It's funny how you are not enjoying this; it's about time Trish gets what's coming to her.
The Future Legend walked towards Trish, but was poked right in the eye. As Melissa clutched at her
eye, Trish shook of the after effects and locked her opponent in a headlock. The blonde wrenched
Melissa's head, but the strength of the brunette was too much. Melissa shoved Trish into the ropes and
when The Queen of Queens rebounded, she was knocked down by a shoulder block. The brunette
quickly yanked Trish up by the hair, hoisted her up, and slammed the blonde down with a stiff body
slam. Just as Trish's back bounced off the mat, Melissa sped across the ring, bounced off the ropes,
and started to go for an elbow drop. However, just as Melissa got her elbow up, Trish rolled out the ring
and grabbed her belt.
JAIME: Aw! What is this? So much for a fighting champion; she's walking out on this match.
DAWN: Trish doesn't need this; she doesn't need to have her first title defense against a cheater like
Melissa.
The Queen of Queens clutched her belt as she began to walk up the ramp. Before Sasha could begin
counting, Melissa rolled out the ring and went up the ramp towards Trish. The challenger grabbed Trish
by the shoulder, but Canada’s Greatest Export quickly turned around and went to knock Melissa's lights
out with the belt. The Future Legend’s eyes lit up and ducked underneath the attack. As Trish turned
around, she was sent to the floor with a big right hand from Melissa.
JAIME: Trish just tried to get herself disqualified!
DAWN: It's not her fault. It's Melissa's dirty tactics; her tactics are infecting Trish's clean tactics.
JAIME: Gimme a break!
Melissa grabbed her foe by the hair and rolled her back into the ring. As the former Alissa Flash slid into
the ring, Trish began to rise. The Female Terminator went for a clothesline, but with great alert, Trish
evaded it with THE MaTRISH [Matrix Evasion]. As Melissa stopped herself from going into the ropes,
Trish pointed to head and turned around right into a back body drop. The Queen of Queens bounced
off the mat and crawled towards the corner.
The Future Legend waited for Trish to get to her feet and charged full speed. The brunette leapt from
the mat and went for THE MELISSA EXPRESS [Running Forearm Smash in Corner], but Trish moved out
of the corner. At the last second, Melissa grabbed the ropes to stop herself and then turned around. As
she did, Trish charged towards the brunette and Melissa went for another back body drop. The
champion went over the top rope, but landed on the apron feet first. Melissa grabbed the middle rope
with both hands and went to knock the blonde off the apron with a shoulder thrust, but Trish quickly
stepped to the right. The Queen of Queens held the top rope, leapt into the air and dropped her leg
across the back of Melissa's head. The brunette’s throat snapped off the middle rope, causing her to fall
back into the ring.
DAWN: Ha! That's what you get; you Trish hater.
Trish waited for Melissa to get up a little before coming back into the ring. The sexy blonde bounced off
the ropes and rocked the jaw of Melissa with a kneelift. With decent speed, Trish mounted the downed
brunette and began laying some fists onto her head. The sexy Canadian went for another punch, but
opened her hand and grabbed her foe’s throat. Trish then used her other hand to grab Melissa's throat
to complete the choke. Sasha began to count before Trish finally stood up to break the illegal hold.
An arrogant smile began to show again across the face of Canada’s Greatest Export as she hauled
Melissa to her feet. As she did, Melissa's right hand met with Trish's cheek; the blow caused Trish's
head to snap back. Melissa hit her opponent's cheek again, but this time, Trish went backpedalling into
the ropes. The Future Legend grabbed the champion by the wrist and whipped her into the ropes. As
Trish rebounded, she saw Melissa bend down for another back body drop and capitalized on the
telegraphed motion with a swinging neckbreaker. Trish sat up and arrogantly patted herself on the back
before covering Melissa.
ONE…
TWO…
Melissa shot her shoulder up to cause the kick out.
JAIME: If there was one thing I didn't want to see, it was that arrogant smile come across the face of
Trish.
DAWN: I love that beautiful smile of hers; it gives off a royal impression.
Trish held Melissa by her chin and head, draped the brunette’s throat over the middle rope and pulled
the rope up. Melissa tried to cough, but was not able to thanks to the middle rope. Sasha moved in and
asked for the break before she began to count. At four, Trish relented only to quickly re-apply the
vicious choke. Again, the tiny official intervened and the blonde released Melissa just before the count
of five. Trish backed up a step before she moved around Sasha, dragged Melissa by the hair and
taunted her before using the middle rope as her weapon of mass suffocation yet again.
TRISH: Aw. Does your throat hurt? Well let's see if Mr.Rope can help.
Melissa's feet pounded the mat like drumsticks as she was being mercilessly choked by the ropes.
Sasha pulled Trish off her victim and lectured her about the rules. The Queen of Queens ignored her
and with a sneer on her face, watched as Melissa coughed violently. Trish grabbed Melissa's head with
both hands, jerked her foe up and then grabbed the brunette by the wrist before she whipped her into
the ropes. Melissa rebounded and was knocked down by a back elbow from the sexy Canadian beauty.
Canada’s Greatest Export boastfully walked towards the corner and climbed to the second rope. As the
blonde sat on the top turnbuckle and checked her fingernails, Melissa began to rise. Trish stood up on
the second rope and leaped off for an intended double axe handle. Melissa was not too dazed and
kicked Trish in the stomach as she came down. The blonde bombshell held her stomach and doubled
over.
JAMIE: Trish paid the price for checking her fingernails right there.
DAWN: And the price was high for that manicure.
JAIME: I wasn't talking about the manicure you fool.
Melissa grabbed the champion by the wrist and whipped her into the corner. With great speed, the sultry
brunette charged into Trish with a clothesline; causing the champ's legs to kick up in the air. The
Female Terminator then whipped her foe across the ring and into the opposite corner before she
charged in and hit another clothesline. Trish quickly fell into a seated position and looked out of it.
Melissa pulled the blonde up to her feet and went for another Irish whip, but Trish went to the eyes with
an eye rake. As The Future Legend turned away from Trish holding her eyes, the Canadian beauty got
on the second rope and leapt onto the back of the challenger with a piggy back sleeper. Trish gritted
her teeth as she applied more pressure; Melissa slowly went down onto one knee. The champion began
to nod her head as Sasha started to check Melissa. The tiny referee lifted Melissa's arm and it dropped.
Sasha checked Melissa again and her arm dropped for a second time.
JAIME: If Melissa's arm drops one more time, this one is over.
DAWN: And what a way to win your first title defense; by knockout.
Sasha lifted Melissa's arm for a third time, but this time, the Future Legend held her arm high in the air.
Trish began to shake her head out of frustration and tried to apply more pressure. Melissa reached back
and wrapped her arms under Trish's legs and charged backwards. The champion's back slammed into
the turnbuckle, but like a snake, the blonde kept her grip and stayed on. Melissa walked forward and
repeated the maneuver; but this time it caused Trish to release the sleeper and lay back in the corner.
The challenger held her throbbing throat while she was walking away from the Queen of Queens.
Melissa turned around and charged towards the champion. Trish's eyes opened up wide and stuck her
foot up just in time; the blow caused Melissa to turn away and drop to one knee. Trish arrogantly walked
towards Melissa and smacked her in the back of the head.
TRISH: You think you can step up to me?
Trish struck Melissa in the head again with another slap and continued the taunting,
TRISH: You think you can beat me? Well that's going to be answered right now!
Trish locked Melissa in a side headlock and pointed her index finger high in the air.
DAWN: The end is here. Trish is going to put this loser away with THE STRATUSFACTION
[Springboard Bulldog].
Trish ran towards the ropes and kicked her legs up. Just as she was about to push off the ropes,
Melissa hooked her arm around the champion’s leg and dropped the blonde on her back with a back
suplex. Trish held her back while Melissa lay on her back and Sasha began the count. The crowd began
to cheer for Melissa.
JAIME: It's crazy how Melissa used to be one of the most hated and now the crowd is behind her.
DAWN: You know why they are; it's because they want to see Trish lose her first title defense.
JAIME: Good point. Maybe it's that because Melissa has not shown any interest in them.
Trish and Melissa began to rise and Melissa turned into a right hand from the champion. The Future
Legend backed off a little before she came back with a punch of her own; causing Trish to backpedal
into the ropes. As the champion rebounded, she caught the top of Melissa's head with another right
hand. The Female Terminator shook her head and hit the cheek of Trish with a right hook; causing spit
to spew out of the champion's mouth. Trish held her mouth and raked Melissa in the eye. The Queen of
Queens then grabbed a handful of Melissa's hair and lay into her with some measured right punches,
causing the brunette to drop onto her left knee.
The Canadian beauty held Melissa up by her chin and smiled before she kissed her right hand, ready to
land a haymaker with it. Instead, the brunette ducked and Trish missed the knockout punch, almost
losing her balance. The Future Legend quickly grabbed Trish by the waist, hoisted her up and dropped
her on her head with a German suplex; causing the champion to bounce off the canvas and land on her
stomach.
DAWN: She just tried to break Trish's neck. That should be a fine!
JAIME: It's what you expect from Melissa. I'm sorry, but it's true.
Melissa wore anger on her face as she yanked Trish up by the hair. The enraged challenger whipped
Trish into the corner and slammed her hands onto the mat. With an intense scream, The Future Legend
charged towards the champion and hit THE MELISSA EXPRESS [Running Forearm Smash in Corner].
Trish only managed to stagger out the corner a few steps before she was hoisted onto the shoulders of
Melissa and slammed back down with a Samoan Drop. The challenger quickly hooked the leg of the
champion for the cover.
ONE..
TWO..
THR-
Trish rolled onto her stomach for the kick out and Melissa angrily looked at Sasha.
JAIME: I don't know how much Trish has left, but she better come up with something fast.
DAWN: Shut up! She's got this under control.
JAIME: Is it me or are you sweating?
DAWN: I don't need to answer that.
An evil smile came across the face of Melissa as she saw Trish laid out on her stomach. Melissa crossed
the legs of the Canadian beauty and grabbed both of her arms. The challenger stretched Trish's arms
back and forced the champion face-first into the mat with a stomp.
JAIME: Trish was just KICKED TO THE CURB [Surfboard Stomp]! And you know what that sets up for.
DAWN: Oh no! If it wasn't Trish, I would be rooting for Melissa to go for THE AFTERSHOCK, but this is
Trish.
The Female Terminator pulled the dazed champion up, turned her around, hooked her arms, and lifted
her up, ready to deliver THE AFTERSHOCK [Kudoh Driver Piledriver]. Instead, Trish rolled out, grabbed
Melissa, lifted her into the air and dropped the brunette on her back with a wicked spinebuster. The
crowd's reaction of Trish's counter was mixed. Trish began to crouch and motioned Melissa to get up
with her index finger. Melissa held her back as she got up and Trish's eyes lit up once The Future
Legend turned toward her. Quickly, the blonde bombshell went for THE STRATUSPHERE [Roundhouse
Kick to Jaw]. Melissa eyes shot open wide and she ducked the roundhouse kick and the momentum
caused Trish to stumble into the ropes. The Queen of Queens turned around in time to see a charging
Melissa, but was clotheslined over the top rope, causing her to land on the arena floor back-first.
JAIME: Woo! What a sequence right there!
As Melissa doubled over to catch her breath, Trish reached under the apron for something.
JAIME: Hey! What is she doing?
DAWN: I don't know, but she can do whatever she wants.
The Canadian beauty pulled out a steel chair and slowly began to rise. Melissa raced across the ring,
reached through the ropes and grabbed the blonde by the hair. Trish broke Melissa's grip and jabbed
the steel chair into the stomach of Melissa, causing the disqualification as Sasha signaled for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
NINEL CONDE: The winner of this match by disqualification, Melissa Anderson! However, the title
cannot change hands on a disqualification, so still the Legends Champion, Trish Stratus!
JAIME: Aw! This is unbelievable! I know Melissa is not the most loved, but she just got screwed big
time.
DAWN: This match should have never happened in the first place; Trish did this to show why you do not
threaten the Diva Killers!
Still holding the chair, Trish came into the ring and jabbed the chair down onto Melissa's abdomen. The
challenger let out a shocking cry of pain before clutching her abdomen as the crowd's reaction for Trish
switched from mixed to bad. The Canadian beauty waved to the back and out came Amy Dumas and
Lisa Marie Varon .
JAIME: We are back and we still have more to come.
DAWN: We still have the Steel Cage Match with Lisa Bickels and "The Nightmare" Hronn Sigurdardottir.
JAIME: I hate to say it, but it will get bloody in that match. As bad as it is, blood is always expected in a
Steel Cage Match. But until then, there's nothing that could go wrong.
Trish Stratus came across the stage and listened to the fans a la Hulk Hogan. She closed her eyes and
smiled with pleasure before walking down the ramp.
DAWN: We still have the Steel Cage Match with Lisa Bickels and "The Nightmare" Hronn Sigurdardottir.
JAIME: I hate to say it, but it will get bloody in that match. As bad as it is, blood is always expected in a
Steel Cage Match. But until then, there's nothing that could go wrong.
Trish Stratus came across the stage and listened to the fans a la Hulk Hogan. She closed her eyes and
smiled with pleasure before walking down the ramp.
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JAIME: I guess I spoke to soon. What does she want!?
DAWN: Show some respect to "The Queen of Queens"; she has every reason to be out here, so shut
up!
Trish had donned a black catsuit with thick pink trims on both sides, with black elbow pads and matching
boots. The sexy blonde got into the ring and politely asked for the microphone.
JAIME: I think the bigger question is where are the rest of the Diva Killers?
DAWN: Shhh! She's about to speak.
The Queen of Queens listened to the crowd again and once again smiled with pleasure before putting
the mic to her lips.
TRISH: It's such a pleasure to hear respect mixed with envy from you fans. I understand that you girls
out there wish you could look like me and all you men out there wish that I would dilute my greatness and
become a slut! The truth is that's never gone to happen, because I'm Trish Stratus and I am The Queen
of Queens!
Trish took the mic away from her lips to hear the reaction of the crowd. The reaction was mixed and
Trish's dazzling smile burst out across her lips. The former champion shook her head and continued.
TRISH: Now it's time to get a little serious, because I am not arguable. I am the only legend in A.F.W. so
I am declaring myself The Legends Champion!
JAIME: What the hell is this? Legends Champion? She doesn't even have a belt!
DAWN: Doesn't need one, so pipe down and let her continue.
TRISH: A champion can't be a champion without a belt, so hit it boys!
The Canadian beauty snapped her fingers and lights started flashing. Smoke began to come down like
rain and a belt like object began to descend from a hook. With a dazzling smile, Trish took the belt from
the hook and posed with it.
DAWN: Show some respect to "The Queen of Queens"; she has every reason to be out here, so shut
up!
Trish had donned a black catsuit with thick pink trims on both sides, with black elbow pads and matching
boots. The sexy blonde got into the ring and politely asked for the microphone.
JAIME: I think the bigger question is where are the rest of the Diva Killers?
DAWN: Shhh! She's about to speak.
The Queen of Queens listened to the crowd again and once again smiled with pleasure before putting
the mic to her lips.
TRISH: It's such a pleasure to hear respect mixed with envy from you fans. I understand that you girls
out there wish you could look like me and all you men out there wish that I would dilute my greatness and
become a slut! The truth is that's never gone to happen, because I'm Trish Stratus and I am The Queen
of Queens!
Trish took the mic away from her lips to hear the reaction of the crowd. The reaction was mixed and
Trish's dazzling smile burst out across her lips. The former champion shook her head and continued.
TRISH: Now it's time to get a little serious, because I am not arguable. I am the only legend in A.F.W. so
I am declaring myself The Legends Champion!
JAIME: What the hell is this? Legends Champion? She doesn't even have a belt!
DAWN: Doesn't need one, so pipe down and let her continue.
TRISH: A champion can't be a champion without a belt, so hit it boys!
The Canadian beauty snapped her fingers and lights started flashing. Smoke began to come down like
rain and a belt like object began to descend from a hook. With a dazzling smile, Trish took the belt from
the hook and posed with it.
TRISH: Isn't it beautiful! This is the Legends Championship and it's all mine! And to show I am a
fighting champion, I am going to challenge anybody who is not in any of the Title Tournaments. But
there isn't anybody that's not a member of The Diva Killers that can...
Trish was cut off as Tricky’s ‘#1 Da Woman’ came across the arena speakers and a figure emerged from
the back; the figure was Melissa Anderson. Trish ducked her head down and shook her head.
DAWN: How rude of Melissa to interrupt Trish!
JAIME: I don't think she's here just to interrupt.
DAWN: Wait a minute. You don't think...
The Future Legend wore a open black leather jacket with a red metallic tunic, matching shorts, black
knee pads and matching wrestling boots. Melissa stepped through the ropes and abruptly took the mic
away from Trish.
MELISSA: The Legendary Trish Stratus finally meets "The Future Legend" Melissa Anderson. I think
that you've picked the wrong time to declare and crown yourself the Legends Champion, because I am
here to end your reign before it even begins. And if any of your girls try to interfere, I will make sure that
I execute them. So let’s go!
While Melissa dropped the microphone and began to take off her jacket, Trish picked up the mic and
responded.
TRISH: Wait…..hold up! Future Legend? Did you have to use a DeLorean to become that? Newsflash,
I am the Legend and how stupid of you to come and threaten the Diva Killers. You will pay for that in the
future and I don't have to accept your challenge. As a matter of fact, I won...
Melissa laced a swift, but hard slap to the face of the Canadian beauty. Trish turned one-hundred eighty
degrees and held her mouth. Suddenly, referee Sasha Cohen raced down the ramp and slid into the
ring.
fighting champion, I am going to challenge anybody who is not in any of the Title Tournaments. But
there isn't anybody that's not a member of The Diva Killers that can...
Trish was cut off as Tricky’s ‘#1 Da Woman’ came across the arena speakers and a figure emerged from
the back; the figure was Melissa Anderson. Trish ducked her head down and shook her head.
DAWN: How rude of Melissa to interrupt Trish!
JAIME: I don't think she's here just to interrupt.
DAWN: Wait a minute. You don't think...
The Future Legend wore a open black leather jacket with a red metallic tunic, matching shorts, black
knee pads and matching wrestling boots. Melissa stepped through the ropes and abruptly took the mic
away from Trish.
MELISSA: The Legendary Trish Stratus finally meets "The Future Legend" Melissa Anderson. I think
that you've picked the wrong time to declare and crown yourself the Legends Champion, because I am
here to end your reign before it even begins. And if any of your girls try to interfere, I will make sure that
I execute them. So let’s go!
While Melissa dropped the microphone and began to take off her jacket, Trish picked up the mic and
responded.
TRISH: Wait…..hold up! Future Legend? Did you have to use a DeLorean to become that? Newsflash,
I am the Legend and how stupid of you to come and threaten the Diva Killers. You will pay for that in the
future and I don't have to accept your challenge. As a matter of fact, I won...
Melissa laced a swift, but hard slap to the face of the Canadian beauty. Trish turned one-hundred eighty
degrees and held her mouth. Suddenly, referee Sasha Cohen raced down the ramp and slid into the
ring.
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JAIME: Dammit! This is now going to become a three-on-one beatdown!
DAWN: See Melissa; this is what happens when you mess with the Diva Killers!
The two former champions slid into the ring with evil grins on their faces. Trish placed the chair on the
ground and grabbed Melissa by the waist. The blonde pulled her dazed foe up and pointed to Amy.
AMY: Bring her to me!
Trish grabbed Melissa by the hair and her shorts and shoved her into Amy’s waiting arms. The Extreme
Diva caught her with a front facelock. With a sinful grin on her face, Amy walked forward until she was
near the steel chair. Abruptly, Amy dropped Melissa on the chair with THE DESCENT [Swinging Snap
DDT]. As Melissa writhed on her stomach, the Extreme Diva sat up and began laughing.
Lisa then moved in and pulled the chair from underneath Melissa and unfolded it. The Black Widow
pulled the barely conscious Melissa up by her hair and hoisted the brunette onto her shoulders. Lisa
stood behind the seated chair and dropped Melissa back first onto the chair with THE SPIDER'S WEB
[Fireman’s Carry into a Side Slam]. Melissa rolled back and forth screaming in pain.
JAIME: Alright! That's enough!
DAWN: It's only enough, until they say so.
JAIME: You're loving this, aren't you?
DAWN: Um. No, it's just that I know them very well.
JAIME: Stop lying to me and yourself.
Trish applauded the work Amy and Lisa did to Melissa. She motioned to the crowd with a ‘thumbs down’
gesture and picked up the chair. The Canadian beauty put Melissa’s head into the chair and told Amy
and Lisa to pick her up. Amy and Lisa grabbed Melissa's arms and held her up.
JAIME: Oh my god! She's about to do THE STRATUSPHERE while Melissa's head is in the chair.
Trish blew a kiss to Melissa when she suddenly caught the fans’ sudden change of reaction. Three
figures came sped down the ramp toward the ring; it was Gail Kim, Melina Perez and Mickie James.
DAWN: See Melissa; this is what happens when you mess with the Diva Killers!
The two former champions slid into the ring with evil grins on their faces. Trish placed the chair on the
ground and grabbed Melissa by the waist. The blonde pulled her dazed foe up and pointed to Amy.
AMY: Bring her to me!
Trish grabbed Melissa by the hair and her shorts and shoved her into Amy’s waiting arms. The Extreme
Diva caught her with a front facelock. With a sinful grin on her face, Amy walked forward until she was
near the steel chair. Abruptly, Amy dropped Melissa on the chair with THE DESCENT [Swinging Snap
DDT]. As Melissa writhed on her stomach, the Extreme Diva sat up and began laughing.
Lisa then moved in and pulled the chair from underneath Melissa and unfolded it. The Black Widow
pulled the barely conscious Melissa up by her hair and hoisted the brunette onto her shoulders. Lisa
stood behind the seated chair and dropped Melissa back first onto the chair with THE SPIDER'S WEB
[Fireman’s Carry into a Side Slam]. Melissa rolled back and forth screaming in pain.
JAIME: Alright! That's enough!
DAWN: It's only enough, until they say so.
JAIME: You're loving this, aren't you?
DAWN: Um. No, it's just that I know them very well.
JAIME: Stop lying to me and yourself.
Trish applauded the work Amy and Lisa did to Melissa. She motioned to the crowd with a ‘thumbs down’
gesture and picked up the chair. The Canadian beauty put Melissa’s head into the chair and told Amy
and Lisa to pick her up. Amy and Lisa grabbed Melissa's arms and held her up.
JAIME: Oh my god! She's about to do THE STRATUSPHERE while Melissa's head is in the chair.
Trish blew a kiss to Melissa when she suddenly caught the fans’ sudden change of reaction. Three
figures came sped down the ramp toward the ring; it was Gail Kim, Melina Perez and Mickie James.
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The tiny official immediately approached Trish and asked her if she accepted the challenge. Still holding
her mouth, Trish turned away from Sasha for a second before she turned back with a disdainful look and
nodded her head.
her mouth, Trish turned away from Sasha for a second before she turned back with a disdainful look and
nodded her head.
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Trish, Amy and Lisa saw the trio speeding down the ramp and quickly released Melissa to flee the ring
just as the fan favorites slid into the ring. Melissa fell back and slowly took the chair off her neck as
Trish, Amy and Lisa retreated to the back with smiles on their faces. Mickie, Melina, and Gail Kim stared
at them with unadulterated hatred. They tried to help Melissa up, but Melissa shrugged them off and
rolled out the ring. The Future Legend staggered up the ramp leaving behind a perplexed trio.
JAIME: Well, thank God for those three and I'm not talking about Trish, Amy, and Lisa. I'm talking about
Mickie James, Gail Kim, and the returning Melina Perez.
DAWN: Melissa may have gotten a break, but I promise you that those three are going to regret the day
they stepped up against the Diva Killers!
JAIME: I hope that this was the day that the Diva Killers regretted their mistake of making a rebellion.
We'll be back people.
just as the fan favorites slid into the ring. Melissa fell back and slowly took the chair off her neck as
Trish, Amy and Lisa retreated to the back with smiles on their faces. Mickie, Melina, and Gail Kim stared
at them with unadulterated hatred. They tried to help Melissa up, but Melissa shrugged them off and
rolled out the ring. The Future Legend staggered up the ramp leaving behind a perplexed trio.
JAIME: Well, thank God for those three and I'm not talking about Trish, Amy, and Lisa. I'm talking about
Mickie James, Gail Kim, and the returning Melina Perez.
DAWN: Melissa may have gotten a break, but I promise you that those three are going to regret the day
they stepped up against the Diva Killers!
JAIME: I hope that this was the day that the Diva Killers regretted their mistake of making a rebellion.
We'll be back people.
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