MENA: Now we have the debut of two new wrestlers. While they may not be terribly exciting, the XFW is number
one in giving new talent a chance.
TERRI: What the hell? Not terribly exciting? How can you read this drivel Mena?
The camera caught Mena with an expression that clearly showed she was fuming. As she nodded toward
somebody off-screen, the blonde made a sign to cut the feed and waited for her request to be implemented. When
Mena was given the all-clear, she spun around and glared at her announcing partner before speaking, unaware
the broadcast was still live.
MENA: What the fuck is wrong with you Terri?
TERRI: Wrong with me?
MENA: Did I stutter? You are doing your damndest to fuck this up.
TERRI: I’m not the one who has their nose so far up the ass of Barbell Incorporated you need a wet-wipe.
MENA: Listen to me and listen to me good. You are not going to get me fired and you are not going to get me
fucked up. I’ve never been fired from a job and I’m not going to start now. You’ve seen what happens to people
who cross Amanda and her crew; bad things….very bad things. So, if you really want your ass kicked, keep up
with that attitude; I’ll be visiting you in the hospital.
TERRI: You really disappoint me Mena. I thought you were different. You know Amanda and her friends are
wrong.
MENA: It doesn’t matter what I think of her. I know a battle I cannot win when I see it so sit down, shut the fuck up
and do your job because if you get me in trouble, I will kick your ass myself.
TERRI: Then I guess we don’t have anything else to say to each other.
Mena then motioned to the director to continue the broadcast, completely unaware the feed had been
uninterrupted.
MENA: We’ve got Alyson in the back with an interview of one of our next combatants.
TERRI: Whatever.
ALYSON: Thanks Mena. I am here with Inga Neverauskaite. Inga, you’re making your debut tonight in an ‘I Quit’
match. Any butterflies?
INGA: Butterflies? Butterflies are for children. I am no child. I am not here to play. I am here to make a
statement. That statement is that I am one of the best in that ring. Tonight, my opponent will find that out just
before she screams ‘I Quit’
ALYSON: Those are strong words Inga. Our publicist did not provide us much information on you-
INGA: Publicist? Who is this publicist?
???: That would be me and it would be in your best interest to keep your mouth shut.
A blonde in a business suit walked up to Alyson and Inga. It was Maria Kapinos.
one in giving new talent a chance.
TERRI: What the hell? Not terribly exciting? How can you read this drivel Mena?
The camera caught Mena with an expression that clearly showed she was fuming. As she nodded toward
somebody off-screen, the blonde made a sign to cut the feed and waited for her request to be implemented. When
Mena was given the all-clear, she spun around and glared at her announcing partner before speaking, unaware
the broadcast was still live.
MENA: What the fuck is wrong with you Terri?
TERRI: Wrong with me?
MENA: Did I stutter? You are doing your damndest to fuck this up.
TERRI: I’m not the one who has their nose so far up the ass of Barbell Incorporated you need a wet-wipe.
MENA: Listen to me and listen to me good. You are not going to get me fired and you are not going to get me
fucked up. I’ve never been fired from a job and I’m not going to start now. You’ve seen what happens to people
who cross Amanda and her crew; bad things….very bad things. So, if you really want your ass kicked, keep up
with that attitude; I’ll be visiting you in the hospital.
TERRI: You really disappoint me Mena. I thought you were different. You know Amanda and her friends are
wrong.
MENA: It doesn’t matter what I think of her. I know a battle I cannot win when I see it so sit down, shut the fuck up
and do your job because if you get me in trouble, I will kick your ass myself.
TERRI: Then I guess we don’t have anything else to say to each other.
Mena then motioned to the director to continue the broadcast, completely unaware the feed had been
uninterrupted.
MENA: We’ve got Alyson in the back with an interview of one of our next combatants.
TERRI: Whatever.
ALYSON: Thanks Mena. I am here with Inga Neverauskaite. Inga, you’re making your debut tonight in an ‘I Quit’
match. Any butterflies?
INGA: Butterflies? Butterflies are for children. I am no child. I am not here to play. I am here to make a
statement. That statement is that I am one of the best in that ring. Tonight, my opponent will find that out just
before she screams ‘I Quit’
ALYSON: Those are strong words Inga. Our publicist did not provide us much information on you-
INGA: Publicist? Who is this publicist?
???: That would be me and it would be in your best interest to keep your mouth shut.
A blonde in a business suit walked up to Alyson and Inga. It was Maria Kapinos.
DING!
The two grapplers came together in the center of the ring and locked up collar-and-elbow. Immediately, Inga
showed her superior strength as she overpowered Amanda and backed her into the far corner. As the official
asked for a clean break, Inga laced into her opponent with a pair of knife-edged chops that resounded throughout
the arena.
With the New Zealand beauty stunned, Inga continued her assault as she laced into the brunette with a pair of stiff
European uppercuts that left Amanda slumping in the corner, held up only by the ropes. The Lithuanian beauty
then grabbed the middle ropes on either side of her stunned foe and slammed into Amanda with a pair of wicked
shoulderblocks that took all the breath from the brunette.
Continuing her assault, Inga grabbed the adjacent top rope and began driving boot after boot into the exposed mid-
section of the New Zealander. As the official warned the Lithuanian beauty, she continued with her kicks until
Amanda dropped to the seat of her pants in the corner. Finally, the exasperated referee began to count and at
four, Lady Morpheus ceased her mud-stomping session and backed away.
MENA: Inga is rather aggressive, but she’d better watch that or she may be disqualified.
TERRI: Yeah, it would be so much better if she whacked Amanda over the head with a steel chair.
Inga moved in once again and yanked her foe to her feet. Lady Morpheus grabbed her opponent by the wrist and
whipped her across the ring where Amanda slammed back-first against the turnbuckles. A delay in charging her
opponent proved costly for the Lithuanian beauty as crashed into Amanda’s boot after attempting a corner splash.
Inga spun around for a second before she collapsed to the canvas in a heap.
The New Zealander beauty moved in quickly as she yanked Inga up and locked on a wristlock. With a sudden
twist, Amanda sent her opponent to her knees to try to alleviate the pain. Abruptly, the Kiwi Siren locked on a side
armbar before she fell backwards and nailed Inga with a wicked looking armbreaker variation. A shrill shriek
escaped Inga’s lips as she rolled across the mat holding her damaged limb.
Amanda continued her assault as she yanked her opponent up and locked on a hammerlock. Suddenly, the New
Zealand beauty spun Inga around, ran her toward the nearby corner and smashed the brunette’s shoulder into the
turnbuckles. Before the Lithuanian beauty could collapse, Amanda caught her and repeated the painful
maneuver. Again, the Kiwi Siren caught her foe before she fell and reapplied the hammerlock. Quickly, Amanda
scooped Inga onto her shoulder before she nailed Lady Morpheus with a wicked shoulderbreaker.
MENA: Inga started out hot, but now it’s Amanda who is in total control.
TERRI: Finally, a real wrestling match. Now we get to see how resilient Inga really is.
With Inga on the canvas, Amanda moved in behind her and locked on a chicken wing, adding discomfort to the
Lithuanian beauty’s arm. Though the torque on her shoulder and arm was incredible, Inga refused to submit when
the referee leaned in and asked her if she wanted to quit. After nearly a minute, a frustrated Amanda decided to
abandon the submission maneuver and try another tactic.
The Kiwi Siren pulled Inga off the canvas and scooped her into the air before driving her into the mat with a
resounding bodyslam. Quickly, Amanda rolled her opponent onto her stomach, dropped down, grabbed Inga
agonized right arm and tried to lock on her finisher, THE KIWI KLUTCH [Fujiwara armbar]. However, before the
hold could be locked in, Inga raised off the canvas and then used the New Zealander’s own momentum to roll her
up in a small package. Though the referee didn’t drop down for the meaningless count, the crowd began to count.
ONE...
TWO...
Amanda released her grip and kicked out of the surprise maneuver. When the Kiwi Siren kipped to her feet, she
charged at the rising Inga. Alertly, the Lithuanian beauty ducked beneath the intended clothesline, reached back,
grabbed her foe around the neck and executed a sick-looking snap neckbreaker that left Amanda writhing on the
canvas holding her neck.
MENA: Amanda nearly had her finisher locked in but Inga had it scouted perfectly.
TERRI: Yes, she did. And that neckbreaker may be just what Inga needed to get on a roll.
After nearly a minute, a revitalized Inga got to her feet and found her foe still struggling to use the ropes to get up.
Lady Morpheus grabbed Amanda by the hair, pulled her to the center of the ring and locked on a front facelock.
With a sudden pivot, the Lithuanian beauty jerked her foe into the air and drove her into the canvas with a picture-
perfect snap suplex. As she rolled into her opponent and maintained her grip, Inga repeated the wicked move.
Still, the middleweight kept hold of her foe, pulled her up and performed the maneuver a third time before she
relinquished her grip.
With the New Zealander stunned, Inga yanked her foe off the mat and laced into her with a European uppercut that
snapped the Kiwi Siren’s head back. A second uppercut sent Amanda stumbling backwards a couple steps before
the Lithuanian beauty grabbed her by the wrist and whipped her into the ropes. When the Auckland native
rebounded, Inga waited until the last second to bend over for what seemed to be a back bodydrop. Instead, Lady
Morpheus grabbed her opponent’s legs and the last second, spun around and drove Amanda into the canvas with
THE I.N. BLAST [Alabama Slam]. Amanda bounced off the canvas and sat up for a second before she collapsed
back onto the mat. Quickly, Inga dropped down and covered her foe for the pin, forgetting that pins were
meaningless though the audience again began a verbal count.
ONE…
TWO…
Instinct took over and Amanda suddenly rolled her shoulder off the canvas in time to prevent the Lithuanian beauty
from winning the match had pinfalls meant anything.
MENA: Too bad this is an I Quit match; Inga might have won there.
TERRI: Inga is breaking her down slowly but surely.
After glaring at the referee, Inga yanked her opponent off the mat and slammed into her with a stiff forearm shot.
Again, the Lithuanian beauty whipped Amanda into the ropes, but this time, the New Zealander rebounded with a
dropkick to Inga’s left knee, dropping the brunette to her knees. Abruptly, Amanda rushed forward and nailed
Lady Morpheus with a running kneelift that dropped Inga onto her back. The Kiwi Siren took the opportunity to
race to the near corner and start climbing to the top turnbuckle. As she balanced herself, Inga suddenly kipped up
and crashed against the ropes. The vibration caused Amanda to lose her balance and crotch herself on the top
turnbuckle connector; a loud howl of agony escaping the New Zealander’s lips.
Abruptly, the Lithuanian beauty began to climb the corner, but as she did, Amanda came alive and began firing
right hands into the ribs of her opponent. Inga responded with a massive headbutt to the bridge of Amanda’s
nose; the impact causing a thin trickle of blood to drip from the New Zealander’s left nostril. Lady Morpheus then
locked on a front facelock and climbed to the top turnbuckle. With a handful of Amanda’s shorts, Inga lifted her foe
into the air and then drove the New Zealander into the canvas with a thunderous superplex. The Lithuanian
beauty immediately kipped back up to her feet as the crowd cheered her loudly and Amanda lay on the mat
motionless save for the slight twitching of her left leg.
With Amanda unmoving in the center of the ring, Lady Morpheus made a throat cutting gesture to the still raucous
crowd before she jumped through the ropes and onto the ring apron. Quickly, the Lithuanian beauty raced to the
corner and scaled the ropes until she was perched on the top turnbuckle. Inga spread her arms majestically
before she leapt off and slammed into her opponent with a sick-looking flying headbutt. Again, Lady Morpheus
went for the cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
FOUR…
Finally, Amanda managed to interrupt the pin; this time with a half-bridge that barely got her shoulders off the
canvas.
MENA: If pins were allowed, I think Amanda might have just lost there. She has put up a valiant fight, but is clearly
not in Inga’s class.
TERRI: It’s time for Inga to close the deal I think.
Inga hovered behind the downed Amanda until she finally made it back to her feet. Lady Morpheus quickly spun
the brunette around and laced into her with a boot to the mid-section, doubling her over. The Lithuanian beauty
then locked on a double underhook armlock before she lifted the New Zealander into the air. With Amanda upside
down, Inga spun around and then drove her opponent into the canvas with a wicked SANDMAN DRIVER [Double
Underhook Implant Driver].
With the stunned Amanda face down, Inga motioned to the crowd that it was time to end the match. Suddenly, the
Lithuanian beauty reached forward and locked on a cobra clutch before she pulled back and then sat down on the
small of her opponent’s back, her finisher, THE MORPHEUS LOCK [Cobra Clutch, Camel Clutch combo] secured.
A look of pure agony came over the New Zealander’s face as her body was racked with pain and she was on the
verge of passing out. When the official leaned in to ask her if she wanted to give, Amanda tried to ignore the
agony for a few seconds before she screamed out “I Quit” and ended the match.
DING! DING! DING!
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner, Lady Morpheus, Inga Neverauskaite.
TERRI: Finally, we had a true competitive wrestling match.
MENA: Alright…..moving on-
TERRI: No! I will not let you make light of Inga’s debut. She is a complete wrestler who I predict will be a champion
in the future. It was a pleasure to see how she wore Amanda down and then finished her off; a great technical
display.
MENA: Are we done?
TERRI: (sighs) You are pathetic.
MENA: Whatever. We’ll be back with the Heritage Championship match. Don’t go away!
The two grapplers came together in the center of the ring and locked up collar-and-elbow. Immediately, Inga
showed her superior strength as she overpowered Amanda and backed her into the far corner. As the official
asked for a clean break, Inga laced into her opponent with a pair of knife-edged chops that resounded throughout
the arena.
With the New Zealand beauty stunned, Inga continued her assault as she laced into the brunette with a pair of stiff
European uppercuts that left Amanda slumping in the corner, held up only by the ropes. The Lithuanian beauty
then grabbed the middle ropes on either side of her stunned foe and slammed into Amanda with a pair of wicked
shoulderblocks that took all the breath from the brunette.
Continuing her assault, Inga grabbed the adjacent top rope and began driving boot after boot into the exposed mid-
section of the New Zealander. As the official warned the Lithuanian beauty, she continued with her kicks until
Amanda dropped to the seat of her pants in the corner. Finally, the exasperated referee began to count and at
four, Lady Morpheus ceased her mud-stomping session and backed away.
MENA: Inga is rather aggressive, but she’d better watch that or she may be disqualified.
TERRI: Yeah, it would be so much better if she whacked Amanda over the head with a steel chair.
Inga moved in once again and yanked her foe to her feet. Lady Morpheus grabbed her opponent by the wrist and
whipped her across the ring where Amanda slammed back-first against the turnbuckles. A delay in charging her
opponent proved costly for the Lithuanian beauty as crashed into Amanda’s boot after attempting a corner splash.
Inga spun around for a second before she collapsed to the canvas in a heap.
The New Zealander beauty moved in quickly as she yanked Inga up and locked on a wristlock. With a sudden
twist, Amanda sent her opponent to her knees to try to alleviate the pain. Abruptly, the Kiwi Siren locked on a side
armbar before she fell backwards and nailed Inga with a wicked looking armbreaker variation. A shrill shriek
escaped Inga’s lips as she rolled across the mat holding her damaged limb.
Amanda continued her assault as she yanked her opponent up and locked on a hammerlock. Suddenly, the New
Zealand beauty spun Inga around, ran her toward the nearby corner and smashed the brunette’s shoulder into the
turnbuckles. Before the Lithuanian beauty could collapse, Amanda caught her and repeated the painful
maneuver. Again, the Kiwi Siren caught her foe before she fell and reapplied the hammerlock. Quickly, Amanda
scooped Inga onto her shoulder before she nailed Lady Morpheus with a wicked shoulderbreaker.
MENA: Inga started out hot, but now it’s Amanda who is in total control.
TERRI: Finally, a real wrestling match. Now we get to see how resilient Inga really is.
With Inga on the canvas, Amanda moved in behind her and locked on a chicken wing, adding discomfort to the
Lithuanian beauty’s arm. Though the torque on her shoulder and arm was incredible, Inga refused to submit when
the referee leaned in and asked her if she wanted to quit. After nearly a minute, a frustrated Amanda decided to
abandon the submission maneuver and try another tactic.
The Kiwi Siren pulled Inga off the canvas and scooped her into the air before driving her into the mat with a
resounding bodyslam. Quickly, Amanda rolled her opponent onto her stomach, dropped down, grabbed Inga
agonized right arm and tried to lock on her finisher, THE KIWI KLUTCH [Fujiwara armbar]. However, before the
hold could be locked in, Inga raised off the canvas and then used the New Zealander’s own momentum to roll her
up in a small package. Though the referee didn’t drop down for the meaningless count, the crowd began to count.
ONE...
TWO...
Amanda released her grip and kicked out of the surprise maneuver. When the Kiwi Siren kipped to her feet, she
charged at the rising Inga. Alertly, the Lithuanian beauty ducked beneath the intended clothesline, reached back,
grabbed her foe around the neck and executed a sick-looking snap neckbreaker that left Amanda writhing on the
canvas holding her neck.
MENA: Amanda nearly had her finisher locked in but Inga had it scouted perfectly.
TERRI: Yes, she did. And that neckbreaker may be just what Inga needed to get on a roll.
After nearly a minute, a revitalized Inga got to her feet and found her foe still struggling to use the ropes to get up.
Lady Morpheus grabbed Amanda by the hair, pulled her to the center of the ring and locked on a front facelock.
With a sudden pivot, the Lithuanian beauty jerked her foe into the air and drove her into the canvas with a picture-
perfect snap suplex. As she rolled into her opponent and maintained her grip, Inga repeated the wicked move.
Still, the middleweight kept hold of her foe, pulled her up and performed the maneuver a third time before she
relinquished her grip.
With the New Zealander stunned, Inga yanked her foe off the mat and laced into her with a European uppercut that
snapped the Kiwi Siren’s head back. A second uppercut sent Amanda stumbling backwards a couple steps before
the Lithuanian beauty grabbed her by the wrist and whipped her into the ropes. When the Auckland native
rebounded, Inga waited until the last second to bend over for what seemed to be a back bodydrop. Instead, Lady
Morpheus grabbed her opponent’s legs and the last second, spun around and drove Amanda into the canvas with
THE I.N. BLAST [Alabama Slam]. Amanda bounced off the canvas and sat up for a second before she collapsed
back onto the mat. Quickly, Inga dropped down and covered her foe for the pin, forgetting that pins were
meaningless though the audience again began a verbal count.
ONE…
TWO…
Instinct took over and Amanda suddenly rolled her shoulder off the canvas in time to prevent the Lithuanian beauty
from winning the match had pinfalls meant anything.
MENA: Too bad this is an I Quit match; Inga might have won there.
TERRI: Inga is breaking her down slowly but surely.
After glaring at the referee, Inga yanked her opponent off the mat and slammed into her with a stiff forearm shot.
Again, the Lithuanian beauty whipped Amanda into the ropes, but this time, the New Zealander rebounded with a
dropkick to Inga’s left knee, dropping the brunette to her knees. Abruptly, Amanda rushed forward and nailed
Lady Morpheus with a running kneelift that dropped Inga onto her back. The Kiwi Siren took the opportunity to
race to the near corner and start climbing to the top turnbuckle. As she balanced herself, Inga suddenly kipped up
and crashed against the ropes. The vibration caused Amanda to lose her balance and crotch herself on the top
turnbuckle connector; a loud howl of agony escaping the New Zealander’s lips.
Abruptly, the Lithuanian beauty began to climb the corner, but as she did, Amanda came alive and began firing
right hands into the ribs of her opponent. Inga responded with a massive headbutt to the bridge of Amanda’s
nose; the impact causing a thin trickle of blood to drip from the New Zealander’s left nostril. Lady Morpheus then
locked on a front facelock and climbed to the top turnbuckle. With a handful of Amanda’s shorts, Inga lifted her foe
into the air and then drove the New Zealander into the canvas with a thunderous superplex. The Lithuanian
beauty immediately kipped back up to her feet as the crowd cheered her loudly and Amanda lay on the mat
motionless save for the slight twitching of her left leg.
With Amanda unmoving in the center of the ring, Lady Morpheus made a throat cutting gesture to the still raucous
crowd before she jumped through the ropes and onto the ring apron. Quickly, the Lithuanian beauty raced to the
corner and scaled the ropes until she was perched on the top turnbuckle. Inga spread her arms majestically
before she leapt off and slammed into her opponent with a sick-looking flying headbutt. Again, Lady Morpheus
went for the cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
FOUR…
Finally, Amanda managed to interrupt the pin; this time with a half-bridge that barely got her shoulders off the
canvas.
MENA: If pins were allowed, I think Amanda might have just lost there. She has put up a valiant fight, but is clearly
not in Inga’s class.
TERRI: It’s time for Inga to close the deal I think.
Inga hovered behind the downed Amanda until she finally made it back to her feet. Lady Morpheus quickly spun
the brunette around and laced into her with a boot to the mid-section, doubling her over. The Lithuanian beauty
then locked on a double underhook armlock before she lifted the New Zealander into the air. With Amanda upside
down, Inga spun around and then drove her opponent into the canvas with a wicked SANDMAN DRIVER [Double
Underhook Implant Driver].
With the stunned Amanda face down, Inga motioned to the crowd that it was time to end the match. Suddenly, the
Lithuanian beauty reached forward and locked on a cobra clutch before she pulled back and then sat down on the
small of her opponent’s back, her finisher, THE MORPHEUS LOCK [Cobra Clutch, Camel Clutch combo] secured.
A look of pure agony came over the New Zealander’s face as her body was racked with pain and she was on the
verge of passing out. When the official leaned in to ask her if she wanted to give, Amanda tried to ignore the
agony for a few seconds before she screamed out “I Quit” and ended the match.
DING! DING! DING!
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner, Lady Morpheus, Inga Neverauskaite.
TERRI: Finally, we had a true competitive wrestling match.
MENA: Alright…..moving on-
TERRI: No! I will not let you make light of Inga’s debut. She is a complete wrestler who I predict will be a champion
in the future. It was a pleasure to see how she wore Amanda down and then finished her off; a great technical
display.
MENA: Are we done?
TERRI: (sighs) You are pathetic.
MENA: Whatever. We’ll be back with the Heritage Championship match. Don’t go away!
| CONTINUE TO NEXT MATCH |
INGA: So, you finally figured that competition was not your strong suit.
MARIA: I’d be very careful Inga. I am the publicist for Barbell Inc. and thereby, this company so you could say
your future is in my hands.
INGA: Really? So I should kiss your feet or what? You’ll fire me?
MARIA: I always said you had half a brain. Too bad that’s all you have.
INGA: You were a petty loser when you competed against me in fitness and you are still a petty little woman.
Instead of me kissing your feet, how about you kiss something on me….like my ass!
MARIA: YOU BITCH! ENJOY YOUR MATCH TONIGHT. IT WILL BE THE LAST ONE YOU HAVE IN THE XFW.
INGA: Some things never change. You don’t get your way and you have a temper tantrum. What was that name I
used to call you? Oh yes…..CRYBABY!
MARIA: Keep talking….I can have security come and escort you from the building after the match. Of course, that
will only mean you’ll be carried out.
INGA: I am not scared of you or your so-called security. But before you start to gloat, I think you better go back
and take a close look at my contract. It will be an interesting read….that is, if you can read.
An infuriated Maria whipped off her glasses and started toward Inga who quickly got into fighting position while
waving the blonde forward.
INGA: C’mon Maria. It’s been some time since I kicked your ass. Let me give you a reminder.
Maria stopped in her tracks suddenly and backpedaled a couple of steps before she put her glasses back on and
spoke.
MARIA: I don’t know what you are talking about in your contract but if you touch me, I will have you arrested for
assault and nothing will be able to stop your being arrested. So if I were you, I’d just go get ready for my match.
With that Maria spun around and headed down the hallway while a perturbed Inga shook her head.
ALYSON: Uh….I think it’s back to you Mena.
MENA: Not a smart move by Inga to infuriate our publicist, Maria Kapinos.
TERRI: Finally, somebody with some backbone who stands up to a member of Barbell, Inc.
MENA: Uh, why don’t we just go to the ring announcer for the introductions?
TERRI: Spoken like a true tool.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing first, from Auckland, New Zealand….she stands five-feet four inches tall and
weighs one hundred twenty pounds, she is the Kiwi Siren, Amanda Foubister.
Amanda burst onto the stage and quickly sprinted down to the ring as the crowd gave her a polite ovation. The
New Zealand beauty wore a zebra-striped halter top, matching lycra shorts, kneepads and wrestling boots. After
she entered the ring, Amanda got her instructions from the official and then began to stretch while she waited for
the arrival of her opponent.
RING ANNOUNCER: And her opponent tonight hails from Siauliai, Lithuania…standing five-feet five inches tall
and weighing in at one hundred thirty-three pounds, here is Lady Morpheus, Inga Neverauskaite.
Inga emerged from the back to a pretty good ovation. The dark featured beauty headed down the ramp toward the
ring with a look of determination on her face. Inga wore a black halter top with baby blue trim, black lycra shorts
with a wide, white and baby blue waistband, black kneepads and black wrestling boots with wide, baby blue laces.
Lady Morpheus quickly slid into the ring, allowed the referee to check her for weapons and then retreated to her
corner for the opening bell.
MARIA: I’d be very careful Inga. I am the publicist for Barbell Inc. and thereby, this company so you could say
your future is in my hands.
INGA: Really? So I should kiss your feet or what? You’ll fire me?
MARIA: I always said you had half a brain. Too bad that’s all you have.
INGA: You were a petty loser when you competed against me in fitness and you are still a petty little woman.
Instead of me kissing your feet, how about you kiss something on me….like my ass!
MARIA: YOU BITCH! ENJOY YOUR MATCH TONIGHT. IT WILL BE THE LAST ONE YOU HAVE IN THE XFW.
INGA: Some things never change. You don’t get your way and you have a temper tantrum. What was that name I
used to call you? Oh yes…..CRYBABY!
MARIA: Keep talking….I can have security come and escort you from the building after the match. Of course, that
will only mean you’ll be carried out.
INGA: I am not scared of you or your so-called security. But before you start to gloat, I think you better go back
and take a close look at my contract. It will be an interesting read….that is, if you can read.
An infuriated Maria whipped off her glasses and started toward Inga who quickly got into fighting position while
waving the blonde forward.
INGA: C’mon Maria. It’s been some time since I kicked your ass. Let me give you a reminder.
Maria stopped in her tracks suddenly and backpedaled a couple of steps before she put her glasses back on and
spoke.
MARIA: I don’t know what you are talking about in your contract but if you touch me, I will have you arrested for
assault and nothing will be able to stop your being arrested. So if I were you, I’d just go get ready for my match.
With that Maria spun around and headed down the hallway while a perturbed Inga shook her head.
ALYSON: Uh….I think it’s back to you Mena.
MENA: Not a smart move by Inga to infuriate our publicist, Maria Kapinos.
TERRI: Finally, somebody with some backbone who stands up to a member of Barbell, Inc.
MENA: Uh, why don’t we just go to the ring announcer for the introductions?
TERRI: Spoken like a true tool.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing first, from Auckland, New Zealand….she stands five-feet four inches tall and
weighs one hundred twenty pounds, she is the Kiwi Siren, Amanda Foubister.
Amanda burst onto the stage and quickly sprinted down to the ring as the crowd gave her a polite ovation. The
New Zealand beauty wore a zebra-striped halter top, matching lycra shorts, kneepads and wrestling boots. After
she entered the ring, Amanda got her instructions from the official and then began to stretch while she waited for
the arrival of her opponent.
RING ANNOUNCER: And her opponent tonight hails from Siauliai, Lithuania…standing five-feet five inches tall
and weighing in at one hundred thirty-three pounds, here is Lady Morpheus, Inga Neverauskaite.
Inga emerged from the back to a pretty good ovation. The dark featured beauty headed down the ramp toward the
ring with a look of determination on her face. Inga wore a black halter top with baby blue trim, black lycra shorts
with a wide, white and baby blue waistband, black kneepads and black wrestling boots with wide, baby blue laces.
Lady Morpheus quickly slid into the ring, allowed the referee to check her for weapons and then retreated to her
corner for the opening bell.
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