Post by hawkeye on Nov 8, 2022 0:09:28 GMT
A battle of champions is in the offing and the crowd hums in expectation.
On the face of the match-up, one of FAWN’s most dominant World Champions facing a newly-crowned Lightweight counterpart significantly smaller, it seems an easy bet for the Israeli powerhouse to keep the big belt.
However, with every All Hallows’ Evil challenge there is a wrinkle and, in the case of twelve lumberjacks with axes to grind against champion and challenger, any result is possible from the card’s grand finale.
As a Richter scale rumble traverses the arena’s sound system, the anxious buzz transforms to an earthquake-sized round of boos, the masses knowing all too well what the thunder means.
The hatred rises to a crescendo when the speakers transition to Van Halen's ‘Beautiful Girls’. A barrage of pyrotechnics explodes from the rafters in time with the chords, the fiery white sparks illuminating the cavernous space in a momentarily blinding light.
Beautiful Girls (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJ9h2m06sFQ )
An ill-mannered, ass-kicking and now title-holding blonde moves to center stage with a shit-eating ‘I’m the biggest bytch in town’ grin. Braddock settles and lets the animosity wash over her, hazel eyes shut, smile widening.
KAT BRADDOCK:
The buxom Brat’s peepers pop open and she glances to her waist, slapping a gaudy piece of hardware. She raises her arms high and wide then strides down the ramp, casting an occasional glance from side to side, chuckling at the mob who make their presence known in increasingly animated fashion.
The curvy Quake sashays toward the battleground in her new booty-blasting blue gear, the two-piece accentuating her curves both bottom and topside, the outfit including knee-high athletic socks, her boots traded in for sporty Chuck Taylors.
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Reaching the ring, Kat’s set of ‘jacks appear from backstage in a single file, personally chosen by the Commissioner, Bethany Christian. It’s no surprise when the daughter of the boss emerges first, Avery, Kat’s former partner, strides down the aisle, clearly in a surly mood, ready to make her former bestie’s life as much hell as she can manage.
Kat snatches a microphone from the announcer’s table and rolls in under the ropes, providing a buffer zone from the women who’d be making sure the action stays inside.
Also in her battle gear, though officially on the retired page of FAWN’s website since getting her ass kicked by The Brat, the Killer Imp Chrissy Daniel adds to the train heading to the squared circle.
The jeers come to a decided end when the next lumberjack hits the trail behind the former Quakes. Kylie Sanders, in her familiar black and gold, is ready to take her position, the crowd showing with appreciation for the erstwhile Girl Scout. Likewise, they cheer on those who follow, namely Chloe Fields and Bridget Stroud, each grappler with a past that intertwines with tonight’s World Title belt challenger.
Finally, the recently deposed King Maria, demoted to lumberjack, becomes the caboose of Kat’s assigned enemy list, authored to keep the Cali Quake very interested in staying within the unfriendly confines.
As the six settle into position around the ring and an increasingly uncomfortable Braddock, the announcer makes his first introduction.
“Our next match is scheduled for one fall with a 30-minute time limit and is a lumberjack match for the FAWN World Championship. Introducing. From Newport Beach, California. Standing five feet two inches tall and weighing in at 123 pounds. The Brat. KAT BRADDOCK!”
The arena echoes with enmity, the vocal and virulent distaste impressive for someone relatively early in her career.
With her own microphone already in hand, Braddock raises the stick to her lips.
“You see all these losers outside the ring, I’ve put them all in my rear-view mirror on the way to the top. Hell. I even retired one of them.”
Kat waves at a snarling Imp.
“And who knows how many I will in the future.”
Braddock gives a wink at the Platinum Pixie who only chuckles in return.
“But I’m not truly at the top until I roll over one more speed bump. And though she may be a big one, that’s all she is. So get your ass and your ‘jacks out here Miss CEO, because I’m in the mood for a hostile takeover.”
Kat drops the microphone and sidles seductively to her corner, the buckles farthest from the entry above. She hops to the middle ropes and takes a seat on the top buckle, warily glancing at Avery just below her, the Boss Baby hurling threats that curdle in the blonde’s ears.
As Kat settles into her corner, a single spotlight shines onto the entrance to the arena with Dayna's music permeating through the basement.
Your God is Dead (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FT8nG9hv168&ab_channel=TrailerMusicWorldI)
The CEO of DaynaCorp takes the spotlight and marches towards the ring, accompanied by her assistant, Valerie Stipanovic.
DAYNA ERZA
VALERIE STIPANOVIC
Besides the 10-pound gold belt around her waist, Dayna wears a black turtleneck one piece with a chest to belly cut out, complete with black knee pads and boots.
Kat smiles sinisterly as she notices Dayna's right shoulder and scapula, taped up, an attack plan likely forming in her devious mind.
The Israeli Powerhouse has certainly sustained quite a number of injuries over the year of defenses, many of which are derived from her war with Clayton in FAWNamania.
Kat’s set of Lumberjacks make a path for the champion. Valerie moves ahead and hops onto the apron, pulling the top and middle ropes apart as Dayna climbs the ring steps. Maintaining her stoic expression, The Executrix steps through the ropes and takes center ring, raising the title into the air with her good arm before handing it to the official.
The ring announcer takes that as his cue.
“And her opponent, from Tel Aviv, Israel, at 5 feet 10 inches and weighing in at 140 pounds, the Executrix and the FAWN World Champion…DAYNA ERZA!”
As the cheers of the crowd eventually relent, Stems interjects.
"Be careful boss! She might have something up her sleeve!" Valerie warns Dayna in the corner.
"Let's see what this brat has in mind." Dayna replies before the next entourage of Lumberjacks enters the arena.
Leading the second batch is Mariel McGinty followed by Adrianna Papadopolous, Harley Jo Collins, Alexis Suguitan, Celia Blessenville. All of whom tried unsuccessfully to grab the belt from The Executrix. The failed challengers are shortly joined by Pandora to completely encircle the other half of the ring.
Dayna rolls her right shoulder, checking for mobility before the ref calls for the bell!
Kat looks over her surroundings as Dayna moves towards her. Nowhere to run, the challenger moves carefully along the ropes as she seeks out an attack path.
Giving up eight inches and nearly twenty pounds, the path to victory is a narrow one for The Brat and the blonde looks none too interested in testing the straight one, continuing to circle anxiously.
“Where’s the mouth? You seem a bit quiet Kitty Kat,” Val shouts from the outside.
“Shut yours, lackey,” Braddock responds, not taking her eyes off the pursuing Erza.
The Executrix reaches for a tie-up but the fireplug blonde easily ducks underneath, creating space as she passes by the Powerhouse. Undeterred, Dayna closes Braddock into a corner and surges toward a collar-and-elbow again. And again, Kat ducks under. But this time she immediately turns and sends a set of kicks to the back of Dayna’s left thigh.
Erza winces, pivoting to take a clothesline swipe at the blonde. The Brat sneaks under. Dayna shakes off the boots to her long, sinewy stem and returns to her chase, working out a slight limp.
The CEO slowly cuts off the ring and escape routes for the golden-maned lightweight. Forced into a corner, Braddock throws her body forward, Dayna needing to bend to hook up with her shorter foe. Erza easily tosses the California Quake into the buckles behind her, but Braddock’s palms have wrapped tightly around a wrist, the right one, literally and figuratively.
Kat buggywhips the limb, wrenching the shoulder joint at the end of it and Dayna yelps in pain, Kat focusing on the weak spot.
The usually cool and aloof Erza flashes anger that’s stoked when a snarling Kat whiplashes the arm again, sending another jolt of pain pounding from the Amazon’s shoulder joint.
Instead of trying to rip the limb away and perhaps cause more damage, the Executrix surges forward, SLAMMING a raised knee into Braddock’s ample chest, rocking the lightweight titleholder. Dayna presses her body in tight, not allowing any slack in her aching wing for The Brat to exploit.
Scooping her arms under the thighs of Braddock, a grimacing Erza lifts Kat to a seat on the top buckle. What would normally be a simple boost is made uncomfortable with the injury.
Kat gets a boot sole against Dayna’s chest and shoves her off. Braddock rises to a stance on the middle ropes and leaps off with a double axhandle loaded for Erza’s forehead.
But the World Champion has other ideas, her right hand thrown out in front of her. The fingers surround the throat of the descending Quake, Kat’s eyes bulging, her head shaking from side to side when Braddock realizes the dire straits she’s placed herself within.
Ignoring the throbbing arm as best she can, Dayna pivots and lifts the blonde HIGH into the air, Kat’s abbreviated legs flailing. The Israeli Powerhouse THUMPS Braddock to a ring-rattling impact with the mat courtesy a Choke Slam leaving Kat splayed on the canvas, in a daze.
Dayna puts a boot on the cleft of Kat’s bosom and Castle drops for the most arrogant of pins, slapping the mat for…
ONE…
TWO…
Kat resuscitates enough to shove the foot away, rolling to a shoulder and hip.
“She could have the arm removed and still beat you,” Val barks from the sidelines.
A few lumberjacks down Mariel’s face sours to the sound of her former partner’s toadying.
Erza doesn’t seem particularly upset the match continues, wanting to show off to the roster surrounding her NO ONE would be taking her belt anytime soon.
The towering brunette pulls Braddock to her feet and slings her to the far ropes with an Irish Whip. FAWN’s Queen of the Mountain trails behind, setting up shop mid-ring for her foe’s return and Dayna plucks Kat off the canvas, apparently for a sidewalk slam, her right arm showing the slightest of twinges.
But instead of dropping the captured Kat to the mat, she carries the squirming Braddock to the ropes and dumps her over the top amongst the waiting former Quakes, Avery and Chrissy.
Christian and Daniel, relegated to afterthought and semi-retirement after their losses to Braddock, wail away on The Brat, taking out frustrations, pounding Kat into a fetal ball. For a few long seconds, Kylie and Chloe watch with satisfaction, but as the blows accumulate, they step in, pulling Avery and Chrissy off.
“You had your fun,” Sanders states. “Throw her back in.”
“Fuck you,” Chrissy replies. “This ingrate is leaving in a body bag.”
Bridget peels a bruised and battered Kat off the floor as Kylie and Chloe come to blows with the former Quakes. Stroud shoves the blonde back in under the bottom rope.
“I hope she beats the shyt out of you,” Stroud grunts a not-so-fond farewell. “You damn well deserve it.”
The Executrix waits for Kat to climb to her knees before booting her back into the canvas. "What's the matter? Miss Braddock."
Kat wants to roll out for a breather at this point but immediately changes her mind after seeing so many preying eyes on her. "UGHH! LET GO!" Kat slaps on Dayna's forearms, trying to break off her grasp. Dayna does but plucks the blonde off the canvas and drops her back first into a posted knee!
"URRGHHH!!" Braddock grunts as she drops onto the canvas, clutching the small of her back as she rolls towards the safety of the ropes. Dayna paces about as she waits for Kat to rise to her feet and charges at the blond with a boot to her face. Kat rolls out of the way, letting the champion hang on the ropes with one leg out of the ring. Kat quickly follows up with a dropkick that sends the Executrix flying over the top rope!
"GET HER!" Kat commands the lumberjacks as she retreats to the center of the ring.
"You don't get to tell us what to do!" Adrianna shouts back at The Brat. "If you leave with the belt tonight, we are coming for you! It'd be easier to take it off you than her after all!"
Pandora follows before the rest of Dayna's fallen challengers to get to work!
The Israeli Powerhouse fights off her incoming attackers, but the numbers prove too much even for the champion, forcing Dayna to cover up as a barrage of boots and punches land on her.
The Temptress shoves the attackers away and plucks the champion off the ground. Holding the champ in horizontal position, Celia charges into the nearest ring post and THWUNK Dayna's back into it.
"URGH!" Dayna clutches the small of her back as she crash lands on her side.
"GET HER BACK IN! QUICK!" Kat pleads.
"You don't tell me what to do!" Celia scowled before shoving the champion under the ropes where Braddock quickly hooks her legs for the...
ONE!
TWO!
NOO!
The champion kicks out clean at two, denying the Brat the gold.
"DAMN IT!" Braddock curses before shuffling to the kneeling Dayna's six and catches her in a Sleeper Hold!
"NGGHRHHH! GET OFF!" Dayna growled as she pushed to vertical despite Kat's best efforts to keep her on her knees. Persistent, Kat hops onto Dayna's back and wraps her legs around Dayna's waist. The additional bodyscissors slows the champion down slightly, but Erza pivots her back towards the turnbuckles and crushes Braddock between herself and the turnbuckle!
"NNNGGHH! NO!" Kat yells as she holds onto the sleeper. The Isreali Powerhouse takes a few steps forward and crushes Kat once more. This time, forcing Kat to release the hold.
The Corporate Punisher staggers to the center to catch her breath, spinning around to see Braddock charging at her once more. Erza reacts quickly and plucks the blonde of the canvas before spinning her like a pinwheel and dropping the lightweight onto a posted knee!
Tilt-a-whirl Backbreaker (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D6816H8ItXQ&ab_channel=TheUnstoppableJuggernautofForce)
Dayna shoves Kat back into the canvas and hooks her leg for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!
Erza looks mildly impressed.
“Maybe I’ll have to buy your contract and put you to work for me,” she informs the aching blonde while picking Braddock up by her noggin. “DaynaCorp could use a lightweight champ that knows her place.”
Erza backs Kat into a corner and stuffs a boot sole under her chin then stretches out her impossibly long leg to choke the flaxen-haired fireplug.
“Fuck you,” The Brat chokes out, pushing feebly at Erza’s ankle.
As the count gets to ‘FOUR’, Dayna pulls away.
“You will learn to have the proper respect for your boss.”
The towering brunette jogs to the opposite corner, turns, and races at her target, leaping into a running knee strike to the lowered chin of the flagging Kat, snapping the blonde’s head back.
With Braddock on jelly legs, Dayna pulls the wobbling Kat out of the corner, dips and ‘hups’ Braddock across her shoulders into a fireman’s carry. The Cali Quake squirms to free herself but instead gets pushed heavenward with a military press that has the FAWNatics gawking at the raw strength of the champ.
Instead of sending Kat plummeting to the canvas with a slam that would alter the challenger’s spine, Dayna walks Kat to the ring’s edge. A wide-eyed Braddock shakes her head as the CEO sends her undersized adversary FLYING into the blonde’s assigned lumberjacks, taking down Kylie and Chloe in the process, Sanders and Strawberry flattened beneath the falling Brat.
Military Press Throw ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSYaO8WPgyw ) :57
Kat doesn’t come away unscathed however as the woman she beat for the belt is quickly upon her. King Maria the First pulls Braddock to her feet, judo flipping Kat into the ring steps, Braddock hitting with a metallic CLACK of flesh to steel.
A beaming Dayna beckons for Alves to toss the blasted Braddock back in the ring.
“Certainly,” Maria replies, “Once you bow to your King.”
Dayna scoffs at Alves, instead motioning for Maria to enter, but royalty has its privileges and she declines.
Luckily for the titleholder, Kat’s former Quakes cohorts are all too happy to put Braddock back in harm’s way, Chrissy and Avery peeling Kat off the deck and tossing her in under the bottom rope.
The Executrix grabs a wrist and hauls a grimacing Brat to her feet. She easily lifts the blonde off the canvas, dropping her throat-first across the top rope. Braddock whiplashes away from the hot shot, spinning into the arms of the CEO, Dayna accepting her challenger into a tight embrace.
Erza lifts Kat off the deck, cinching the bearhug tighter, the oxygen forced from Kat’s lungs as she’s carried around the ring like a chew toy. Dayna moves to her set of lumberjacks to see what type of fun they might have with Braddock. But before she can toss Kat over, the blonde lifts her arms on either side of Erza’s head and slaps her hands together behind the champ, nailing Dayna with a nasty ear-ringer.
The tactic earns Kat her freedom from the embrace, Braddock’s boot leather dropping to the canvas. As Dayna clears her head, Braddock takes off for the far ropes and rebounds, Erza turning to try and find her foe. Find her she does, but all too fast as Braddock lowers her head and SPEARS the long expanse of the Amazon’s midriff.
The collision folds Dayna enough to slip through the cables, tumbling off the apron and to the feet of the lumberjacks. Unfortunately for the challenger, she can’t put on the brakes enough to stop her from following her target through, both women ending in front of the onlookers.
Mariel and Harley Jo pluck a groaning Dayna off the deck and run her to the nearest ring post, making sure the brunette’s right shoulder leads the way into the unforgiving steel.
Erza spins away from the collision, howling in anguish, grasping at her injured wing.
Braddock is pulled to her knees by Alexis Suguitan.
But The Brat has an answer for the Penthouse Panther, swinging an uppercut blow between her legs, leaving Alexis knock-kneed, jaw dropping wide in anguish.
Pandora brushes the Filipino aside and collects Kat by a two-handed grasp of her throat.
“What are you doing in a World Championship fight, little girl?”
Adrenaline flowing, a snarling Kat breaks loose, loads up a forearm, and RAMS it into Pandora’s considerable cleavage.
Panny stares down at the contact as if she’s been bitten by a mosquito. Annoyed, she shakes her head at a bug-eyed Brat who ‘washes windows’ with her palms.
“Get her up,” Pandora shouts to McGinty and Mariel happily regainss control of her former boss.
With the official combatants squirming fruitlessly for escape, they are sent on a collision course by the golden-maned ‘jacks, each whipping their woman toward the other.
Pandora’s toss gives Kat another level of speed and that makes up for Dayna’s additional mass, blonde and brunette BANGING against each other and melting to the arena floor, each in calamitous condition.
Some happy ‘jacks scrape Dayna and Kat off the canvas and stuff what’s left of them back in the squared circle. The flaxen-haired fireplug rises first, wincing but on her feet as Erza struggles to all fours.
Sensing an opportunity, Braddock shakes off the remaining cobwebs and surges toward the champion, leaping with one foot raised. Kat brings the boot down onto the back of the CEO’s braincase as the brunette starts to rise, STOMPING Dayna’s face into the thinly-sheathed plywood with a brutal curbstomp.
Curbstomp ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=WbzGQU3Akps ) :54
Left flat on her chest and unmoving, Erza is rolled to her back by a kneeling Braddock. The Quake covers in a crossbody, hooking a long, lifeless leg of the brunette for the…
ONE…
TWO…
Dayna kicks free with a second to spare, Kat appearing incredulous. Still, she doesn’t hesitate in pushing her advantage over the faltering Executrix. Kat pulls Dayna to her feet, keeping the CEO bent at the waist. Braddock stuffs Erza’s head between her thighs and clamps down in a standing headscissors. She reaches forward and around the back of the champ’s thighs.
Grunting loudly, Kat shows the crowd and the lumberjacks she might not be a large step down in class from the current titleholder if she was to win. The short but sturdy Cali Quake lifts Dayna off the deck enough to drop her injured right shoulder across bended knee, trying to tenderize the sore spot on the wounded Powerhouse.
Package Shoulderbreaker ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=m19v83ABbnk ) :08
Passing on another pin attempt, the spent blonde ascends slowly, then tramples on the joint a half dozen times to reduce the use of the limb further.
Task accomplished, The Brat pulls a mewling Erza to unsteady feet, Dayna cradling/protecting her throbbing wing.
“If y’all think I’d be a punk as a World Champ, then let this bytch have it,” shouts to the roster members on the outside
Kat curls a palm around the back of Dayna’s neck and runs her to the ropes, bum-rushing the towering brunette up and over, the CEO crashing across the apron then ending on the floor.
Valerie tries to hustle her boss back into the ring, but Mariel tackles her ex-teammate before Stems can; leaving Adrianna, Celia and Pandora to encircle the bruised and battered Dayna.
"Move out of the way, Mariel!" Valerie yells as Mariel blocks her.
"Or what? Traitor!" Mariel responds with an air of arrogance as the three monsters beat up The Israeli Powerhouse behind her.
As the argument ensues, Celia and Adrianna set Dayna onto Pandora's shoulders as Kat watches in glee. Dayna’s in big trouble as the three monster class wrestlers drive her back first into the apron with a Triple Powerbomb!
Triple Powerbomb (https://youtu.be/4U2zfs-SctQ)
Dayna 's face clenches in pain upon impact. She slowly drops to her knees before Pandora yanks her back up and shoves her under the bottom ropes. Delighted by the wreckage of the champion, Braddock quickly dives across her body and hooks the leg for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!
The Corporate Punisher survives with a fraction of a second to spare, surprising the challenger. Finally having the guts to work on Dayna herself, Kat drags the weakened Dayna towards the corner and ascends to the top rope. The Brat snickers and leaps off the top rope, landing back first across Dayna's body with a Diving Senton!
Diving Senton (https://youtu.be/kFkiW-dCH44)
"UGGHH!!" The Executrix grunts and clutches her stomach as she rolls to her side. The frantic Kat quickly puts her flat onto the canvas and covers again for...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!
Dayna survives yet another fall, sending The Brat into a tantrum. "Damn it! That was three!" Braddock slaps the canvas 3 times to emphasize her point.
The frustrated Braddock rises to her feet and paces around the ring as she demands Dayna to "Get up!".
As Dayna clambers to vertical Braddock hits the rope to substitute speed for her weight disadvantage and knock the champion out of the ring once more.
The Executrix catches a second wind and pops to her feet, then propelling Kat into the air to set her up for a European--NO! Dayna clutches her right shoulder at the last possible second as pain shoots through her injured shoulder, allowing Kat to fall flat into the canvas.
Still, the crash landing puts Kat in a groggy state, as well as buys time for Dayna's shoulder to recover.
The Executrix backs into a corner as Kat struggles to her feet, oblivious to the impending threat. Dayna puts her shoulder on the line and charges Kat at lightning speed, nearly cutting Kat in half with a devastating spear!
Spear (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cUKLukLTaaA&t=24s)
The Brat folds and flops onto her belly, ending up nearer the ropes than Dayna wanted.
Dayna crawls to her foe on her bad arm and flips the challenger over for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! WHAT!
McGinty pulls Braddock out of the ring, breaking up the count!
Dayna stares dagger into Mariel's eyes as she smirks at her former employer. Arguments soon erupt amongst the lumberjacks before turning into an all-out brawl with the jacks fighting among each other and some attacking Kat.
As the ref tries to stop the fighting, the Israeli Powerhouse comes charging from the far side of the ring and dives over the top rope!
Top Rope Dive (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UgzWptHwukE&ab_channel=AceNJace)
The Executrix takes everyone out with one fell swoop! Everyone except for one, who superkicks The Champion right in the face as soon as she gets up!
Superkick (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wts75TFGLR0&ab_channel=LivSpiteful)
"You are not leaving as the champion tonight!" Mariel straddles over Dayna's starfished body, screaming.
Braddock pulls herself out of the scrum, crawling to McGinty’s feet.
“Get your ass up,” the Gamazon demands, helping The Brat to her feet and stuffing her back in under the bottom rope. As Kat struggles to stand within the ring, Mariel stomps a corporate mudhole out of the Executrix, focusing generously on Erza’s injured wing,
Dayna tries to cover, turning away from the onslaught as best she can to save her arm.
Some of those who have a less than favorable opinion of the California Quake, shove McGinty back several steps, Stems placing herself between her former partner and the champion.
“You’re mistaken, Mariel,” Val insists, “the Boss always finds a way to stay atop the ladder.”
Behind Stipanovic, Chrissy and Avery yank a grimacing, battered Dayna to her feet and roll her back in where the flaxen-haired fireplug awaits, saving her from any further abuse from their fellow lumberjacks.
Ending on her back a few feet from the ropes, Dayna struggles to regain her breath and bearings, both of which Braddock has recovered sufficiently to push to a handstand next to Erza’s splayed form. The blonde turns inward to the flattened Dayna and drops the point of her knee into the CEO’s throbbing shoulder.
Dayna shrieks in pain, grasping at the joint. A chuckling Braddock pushes to her feet then grabs Dayna’s right wrist. The challenger uses the limb like a whip, continuing to torture her powerful adversary while making her a one-armed fighter.
“Work smarter, not harder,” a sneering Kat grunts. “You think being the best is about raw strength? Bytch. It’s about who wants it more.” She buggywhips the arm again, drawing another yelp of pain. “I WANT IT MORE!”
Dropping the limb, Kat hustles to the nearest corner and climbs to the top. She spits in the direction of Chrissy who manages to avoid the saliva, the spit hitting Avery in the cleft of her bosom instead, Christian’s face twisting in anger.
Kat turns to inspect her target, then launches from the penthouse. She soars in a single file, arms tight to her sides. Her head becoming the warhead for the missile she’s made of her body, Kat butts the damaged wing, the brainy Brat determined to leave the Powerhouse without the inability to lift her.
Dayna spasms in agony from the direct hit, cradling her limb close as she howls in anguish, the unrelenting assault apparently causing its desired effect.
With Erza writhing in agony, Kat kicks the brunette’s long legs wide and heads back to the same corner for a replay of sorts. She clambers to the top and again puts the splattered champion in her sights. This time the blow is aimed lower.
Kat leaps from her perch, again with her arms tight to her sides. And she RAMS her forehead into Dayna’s open crotch, plowing her cranium into the unprotected sweet spot, the Quake hitting the CEO with The Big One.
The Big One ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tc4sDcvN5OI ) unaided
As Dayna’s attention is sent below decks, hands burying beneath her thighs as she rises reflexively to an anguished seat, a contented Kat pushes to her feet and nods, feeling the end is near.
The challenger yanks Erza back to her feet, tucking the Executrix's head under her arm while her other hand reaches for her leghole of her one-piece suit. Kat tries to lift the champion, but Erza is defiant, fluttering her legs hard so as to throw Kat off balance.
As Kat attempts a second lift, Dayna spins out of the headlock with an arm wrench and butts her head into the challenger! Untypical of Dayna, but that's the best alternative to an European Uppercut.
The challenger is shaken and wobbly on her feet. Dayna quickly shuffles to her six and shoots one arm between her thigh, lifting Kat onto her shoulders in what would be an Argentine position if she could secure a chin lock over her right shoulder.
Unable to execute the Erza Hammer due to her throbbing shoulder, the Corporate Punisher resorts to an UFO maneuver for close to ten spins before dropping the challenger HARD onto the canvas.
UFO (https://youtu.be/N5LqiZz24-w) :30
Dayna presses across Kat's body and hooks her legs with her remaining good arm for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!
Kat bucks out of the hold with a fraction of a second left!
Dayna puts her shoulder on the line once more as she backs to the edge of the ring, looking to cut the blonde down with another spear. Kat begins to stir, oblivious to her surroundings as she grabs onto the ropes for support. Dayna charges but Kat moves out of the way at the last minute and pulls the rope wipe open for Dayna to dive out of the ring!
Several of the lumberjacks grunt as the heavyweight crashes into them. Without any hesitation, a fight ensues among the lumberjacks and Dayna. However, the lumberjacks against Kat quickly interfere on Dayna’s behalf.
Bridget and Valerie usher Dayna back into the ring as Kylie, Avery and Chrissy fight off the towering powerhouses.
The fight outside continues even as Dayna is returned to the ring, the scene getting more and more chaotic as the ref watches. With the ref gets distracted by the commotion outside the ring, Dayna turns around to find Kat missing from the squared circle.
Stealthily, Braddock slowly approaches the ring from the side opposite the melee with the World title belt in hand.
Having confirmed The Brat’s no longer in the ring, the Executrix searches the scrum of feuding lumberjacks, sure Braddock must be immersed in the warring sea of humanity.
But behind her, the Lightweight champion slides in under the bottom rope with World gold in hand. The buxom, vertically-challenged Quake brandishes the title turned weapon atop her right shoulder with the attention of both the referee and champion diverted.
From outside, only Valerie seems aware of the intrusion. She shouts at her boss, pointing behind the CEO at the approaching blonde. While Nick Castle’s eyes are focused elsewhere in the wild brawl, Erza sees her subordinate and spins in the direction of Val’s extended index finger.
“THWAMMM!”
Dayna gets only a couple steps toward the middle of the ring before a leaping Braddock NAILS the wounded Executrix in the forehead, knocking Erza to the canvas as if she’s been shot.
With Dayna laying at her feet, barely conscious, Kat tosses the belt aside, the title tumbling to the edge of the apron, far from the shellshocked brunette.
Wanting to place her trademark on the night, Braddock passes on an immediate pin.
Instead, her hands quickly surround Dayna’s noggin, slowly pulling a semi-conscious Erza to her feet where the stooped champ is pulled into a tight front facelock.
Latching a set of fingers around Dayna’s gear, Kat dips and seeks every last bit of energy, pulling Dayna off the deck and into a cradled position tight to her chest. She screams at Castle to draw his attention away from the fracas outside, Nick able to hear over a silenced crowd, the FAWNatics unsure to believe what they’re seeing.
But when Kat lays out and SPIKES Dayna’s skull into the canvas with her incomparable Kat Nap, the truth hurts them as much as it does the Israeli.
Kay Map ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=1nNeUWdGDSo )
Dayna tumbles to a spreadeagle from the impact and a grinning Braddock moves to an arrogant pin on all fours, pressing one palm into Dayna’s chest, the other into her foe’s gulping midriff.
“LADIES!” The Brat shouts, pulling at least some of the lumberjacks’ attention in her direction.
The official’s is already there. He drops to the canvas and counts out the inevitable…
ONE…
TWO…
THREEE!
Kat shakes her head, demanding Nick proceed to a five-count on the toppled Amazon.
Castle shrugs but does as he’s told.
FOUR…
FIVE!!!!
Kat nods along, then presses off the stilled FORMER champion onto her haunches, raising her arms high and wide. Braddock directs the ref to collect her belt and bring it to her.
Nick asks what the title’s doing on the mat and Kat lets him know Dayna tried to use it on her while he was distracted. Without evidence to the contrary, Castle delivers Kat her World belt and the Lightweight strap courtesy a FAWN flunky who hands it through the ropes.
He lifts Kat to her feet by a raised wrist and hands over the hardware, Braddock flinging a belt each over each of her shoulders, then planting a boot on the chest if the motionless CEO.
As Kat preens, the official word echoes through the area.
“Your winner by pinfall…AND NEWWWWW FAWN World Champion…the California Quake…KAT BRADDOCK!”
The announcement ends the remainder of the scuffling outside, Avery and Chrissy miserable with the continued success of the woman who betrayed them. The others seem in varying states of disbelief and relief at the new comparatively bite-sized wrestler at the top of the FAWN hill.
With microphone in hand, Kat draws it to her lips.
“Don’t look so surprised bytches. Deep down, you all knew I’d find a way to beat this overrated trash. Size doesn’t hold a candle to my desire. And I get what I want…always.”
The Brat drops the stick and lifts her belts, turning to give each a smooch.
As attendants make sure none of the lumberjacks impinge on the new champion’s moment, Kat continues to lord her haul over the splayed carcass of the CEO as FAWN’s live broadcast of All Hallows’ Evil fades to black.
On the face of the match-up, one of FAWN’s most dominant World Champions facing a newly-crowned Lightweight counterpart significantly smaller, it seems an easy bet for the Israeli powerhouse to keep the big belt.
However, with every All Hallows’ Evil challenge there is a wrinkle and, in the case of twelve lumberjacks with axes to grind against champion and challenger, any result is possible from the card’s grand finale.
As a Richter scale rumble traverses the arena’s sound system, the anxious buzz transforms to an earthquake-sized round of boos, the masses knowing all too well what the thunder means.
The hatred rises to a crescendo when the speakers transition to Van Halen's ‘Beautiful Girls’. A barrage of pyrotechnics explodes from the rafters in time with the chords, the fiery white sparks illuminating the cavernous space in a momentarily blinding light.
Beautiful Girls (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJ9h2m06sFQ )
An ill-mannered, ass-kicking and now title-holding blonde moves to center stage with a shit-eating ‘I’m the biggest bytch in town’ grin. Braddock settles and lets the animosity wash over her, hazel eyes shut, smile widening.
KAT BRADDOCK:
The buxom Brat’s peepers pop open and she glances to her waist, slapping a gaudy piece of hardware. She raises her arms high and wide then strides down the ramp, casting an occasional glance from side to side, chuckling at the mob who make their presence known in increasingly animated fashion.
The curvy Quake sashays toward the battleground in her new booty-blasting blue gear, the two-piece accentuating her curves both bottom and topside, the outfit including knee-high athletic socks, her boots traded in for sporty Chuck Taylors.
Kat’s gear (
and ( ).Reaching the ring, Kat’s set of ‘jacks appear from backstage in a single file, personally chosen by the Commissioner, Bethany Christian. It’s no surprise when the daughter of the boss emerges first, Avery, Kat’s former partner, strides down the aisle, clearly in a surly mood, ready to make her former bestie’s life as much hell as she can manage.
Kat snatches a microphone from the announcer’s table and rolls in under the ropes, providing a buffer zone from the women who’d be making sure the action stays inside.
Also in her battle gear, though officially on the retired page of FAWN’s website since getting her ass kicked by The Brat, the Killer Imp Chrissy Daniel adds to the train heading to the squared circle.
The jeers come to a decided end when the next lumberjack hits the trail behind the former Quakes. Kylie Sanders, in her familiar black and gold, is ready to take her position, the crowd showing with appreciation for the erstwhile Girl Scout. Likewise, they cheer on those who follow, namely Chloe Fields and Bridget Stroud, each grappler with a past that intertwines with tonight’s World Title belt challenger.
Finally, the recently deposed King Maria, demoted to lumberjack, becomes the caboose of Kat’s assigned enemy list, authored to keep the Cali Quake very interested in staying within the unfriendly confines.
As the six settle into position around the ring and an increasingly uncomfortable Braddock, the announcer makes his first introduction.
“Our next match is scheduled for one fall with a 30-minute time limit and is a lumberjack match for the FAWN World Championship. Introducing. From Newport Beach, California. Standing five feet two inches tall and weighing in at 123 pounds. The Brat. KAT BRADDOCK!”
The arena echoes with enmity, the vocal and virulent distaste impressive for someone relatively early in her career.
With her own microphone already in hand, Braddock raises the stick to her lips.
“You see all these losers outside the ring, I’ve put them all in my rear-view mirror on the way to the top. Hell. I even retired one of them.”
Kat waves at a snarling Imp.
“And who knows how many I will in the future.”
Braddock gives a wink at the Platinum Pixie who only chuckles in return.
“But I’m not truly at the top until I roll over one more speed bump. And though she may be a big one, that’s all she is. So get your ass and your ‘jacks out here Miss CEO, because I’m in the mood for a hostile takeover.”
Kat drops the microphone and sidles seductively to her corner, the buckles farthest from the entry above. She hops to the middle ropes and takes a seat on the top buckle, warily glancing at Avery just below her, the Boss Baby hurling threats that curdle in the blonde’s ears.
As Kat settles into her corner, a single spotlight shines onto the entrance to the arena with Dayna's music permeating through the basement.
Your God is Dead (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FT8nG9hv168&ab_channel=TrailerMusicWorldI)
The CEO of DaynaCorp takes the spotlight and marches towards the ring, accompanied by her assistant, Valerie Stipanovic.
DAYNA ERZA
VALERIE STIPANOVIC
Besides the 10-pound gold belt around her waist, Dayna wears a black turtleneck one piece with a chest to belly cut out, complete with black knee pads and boots.
Kat smiles sinisterly as she notices Dayna's right shoulder and scapula, taped up, an attack plan likely forming in her devious mind.
The Israeli Powerhouse has certainly sustained quite a number of injuries over the year of defenses, many of which are derived from her war with Clayton in FAWNamania.
Kat’s set of Lumberjacks make a path for the champion. Valerie moves ahead and hops onto the apron, pulling the top and middle ropes apart as Dayna climbs the ring steps. Maintaining her stoic expression, The Executrix steps through the ropes and takes center ring, raising the title into the air with her good arm before handing it to the official.
The ring announcer takes that as his cue.
“And her opponent, from Tel Aviv, Israel, at 5 feet 10 inches and weighing in at 140 pounds, the Executrix and the FAWN World Champion…DAYNA ERZA!”
As the cheers of the crowd eventually relent, Stems interjects.
"Be careful boss! She might have something up her sleeve!" Valerie warns Dayna in the corner.
"Let's see what this brat has in mind." Dayna replies before the next entourage of Lumberjacks enters the arena.
Leading the second batch is Mariel McGinty followed by Adrianna Papadopolous, Harley Jo Collins, Alexis Suguitan, Celia Blessenville. All of whom tried unsuccessfully to grab the belt from The Executrix. The failed challengers are shortly joined by Pandora to completely encircle the other half of the ring.
Dayna rolls her right shoulder, checking for mobility before the ref calls for the bell!
Kat looks over her surroundings as Dayna moves towards her. Nowhere to run, the challenger moves carefully along the ropes as she seeks out an attack path.
Giving up eight inches and nearly twenty pounds, the path to victory is a narrow one for The Brat and the blonde looks none too interested in testing the straight one, continuing to circle anxiously.
“Where’s the mouth? You seem a bit quiet Kitty Kat,” Val shouts from the outside.
“Shut yours, lackey,” Braddock responds, not taking her eyes off the pursuing Erza.
The Executrix reaches for a tie-up but the fireplug blonde easily ducks underneath, creating space as she passes by the Powerhouse. Undeterred, Dayna closes Braddock into a corner and surges toward a collar-and-elbow again. And again, Kat ducks under. But this time she immediately turns and sends a set of kicks to the back of Dayna’s left thigh.
Erza winces, pivoting to take a clothesline swipe at the blonde. The Brat sneaks under. Dayna shakes off the boots to her long, sinewy stem and returns to her chase, working out a slight limp.
The CEO slowly cuts off the ring and escape routes for the golden-maned lightweight. Forced into a corner, Braddock throws her body forward, Dayna needing to bend to hook up with her shorter foe. Erza easily tosses the California Quake into the buckles behind her, but Braddock’s palms have wrapped tightly around a wrist, the right one, literally and figuratively.
Kat buggywhips the limb, wrenching the shoulder joint at the end of it and Dayna yelps in pain, Kat focusing on the weak spot.
The usually cool and aloof Erza flashes anger that’s stoked when a snarling Kat whiplashes the arm again, sending another jolt of pain pounding from the Amazon’s shoulder joint.
Instead of trying to rip the limb away and perhaps cause more damage, the Executrix surges forward, SLAMMING a raised knee into Braddock’s ample chest, rocking the lightweight titleholder. Dayna presses her body in tight, not allowing any slack in her aching wing for The Brat to exploit.
Scooping her arms under the thighs of Braddock, a grimacing Erza lifts Kat to a seat on the top buckle. What would normally be a simple boost is made uncomfortable with the injury.
Kat gets a boot sole against Dayna’s chest and shoves her off. Braddock rises to a stance on the middle ropes and leaps off with a double axhandle loaded for Erza’s forehead.
But the World Champion has other ideas, her right hand thrown out in front of her. The fingers surround the throat of the descending Quake, Kat’s eyes bulging, her head shaking from side to side when Braddock realizes the dire straits she’s placed herself within.
Ignoring the throbbing arm as best she can, Dayna pivots and lifts the blonde HIGH into the air, Kat’s abbreviated legs flailing. The Israeli Powerhouse THUMPS Braddock to a ring-rattling impact with the mat courtesy a Choke Slam leaving Kat splayed on the canvas, in a daze.
Dayna puts a boot on the cleft of Kat’s bosom and Castle drops for the most arrogant of pins, slapping the mat for…
ONE…
TWO…
Kat resuscitates enough to shove the foot away, rolling to a shoulder and hip.
“She could have the arm removed and still beat you,” Val barks from the sidelines.
A few lumberjacks down Mariel’s face sours to the sound of her former partner’s toadying.
Erza doesn’t seem particularly upset the match continues, wanting to show off to the roster surrounding her NO ONE would be taking her belt anytime soon.
The towering brunette pulls Braddock to her feet and slings her to the far ropes with an Irish Whip. FAWN’s Queen of the Mountain trails behind, setting up shop mid-ring for her foe’s return and Dayna plucks Kat off the canvas, apparently for a sidewalk slam, her right arm showing the slightest of twinges.
But instead of dropping the captured Kat to the mat, she carries the squirming Braddock to the ropes and dumps her over the top amongst the waiting former Quakes, Avery and Chrissy.
Christian and Daniel, relegated to afterthought and semi-retirement after their losses to Braddock, wail away on The Brat, taking out frustrations, pounding Kat into a fetal ball. For a few long seconds, Kylie and Chloe watch with satisfaction, but as the blows accumulate, they step in, pulling Avery and Chrissy off.
“You had your fun,” Sanders states. “Throw her back in.”
“Fuck you,” Chrissy replies. “This ingrate is leaving in a body bag.”
Bridget peels a bruised and battered Kat off the floor as Kylie and Chloe come to blows with the former Quakes. Stroud shoves the blonde back in under the bottom rope.
“I hope she beats the shyt out of you,” Stroud grunts a not-so-fond farewell. “You damn well deserve it.”
The Executrix waits for Kat to climb to her knees before booting her back into the canvas. "What's the matter? Miss Braddock."
Kat wants to roll out for a breather at this point but immediately changes her mind after seeing so many preying eyes on her. "UGHH! LET GO!" Kat slaps on Dayna's forearms, trying to break off her grasp. Dayna does but plucks the blonde off the canvas and drops her back first into a posted knee!
"URRGHHH!!" Braddock grunts as she drops onto the canvas, clutching the small of her back as she rolls towards the safety of the ropes. Dayna paces about as she waits for Kat to rise to her feet and charges at the blond with a boot to her face. Kat rolls out of the way, letting the champion hang on the ropes with one leg out of the ring. Kat quickly follows up with a dropkick that sends the Executrix flying over the top rope!
"GET HER!" Kat commands the lumberjacks as she retreats to the center of the ring.
"You don't get to tell us what to do!" Adrianna shouts back at The Brat. "If you leave with the belt tonight, we are coming for you! It'd be easier to take it off you than her after all!"
Pandora follows before the rest of Dayna's fallen challengers to get to work!
The Israeli Powerhouse fights off her incoming attackers, but the numbers prove too much even for the champion, forcing Dayna to cover up as a barrage of boots and punches land on her.
The Temptress shoves the attackers away and plucks the champion off the ground. Holding the champ in horizontal position, Celia charges into the nearest ring post and THWUNK Dayna's back into it.
"URGH!" Dayna clutches the small of her back as she crash lands on her side.
"GET HER BACK IN! QUICK!" Kat pleads.
"You don't tell me what to do!" Celia scowled before shoving the champion under the ropes where Braddock quickly hooks her legs for the...
ONE!
TWO!
NOO!
The champion kicks out clean at two, denying the Brat the gold.
"DAMN IT!" Braddock curses before shuffling to the kneeling Dayna's six and catches her in a Sleeper Hold!
"NGGHRHHH! GET OFF!" Dayna growled as she pushed to vertical despite Kat's best efforts to keep her on her knees. Persistent, Kat hops onto Dayna's back and wraps her legs around Dayna's waist. The additional bodyscissors slows the champion down slightly, but Erza pivots her back towards the turnbuckles and crushes Braddock between herself and the turnbuckle!
"NNNGGHH! NO!" Kat yells as she holds onto the sleeper. The Isreali Powerhouse takes a few steps forward and crushes Kat once more. This time, forcing Kat to release the hold.
The Corporate Punisher staggers to the center to catch her breath, spinning around to see Braddock charging at her once more. Erza reacts quickly and plucks the blonde of the canvas before spinning her like a pinwheel and dropping the lightweight onto a posted knee!
Tilt-a-whirl Backbreaker (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D6816H8ItXQ&ab_channel=TheUnstoppableJuggernautofForce)
Dayna shoves Kat back into the canvas and hooks her leg for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!
Erza looks mildly impressed.
“Maybe I’ll have to buy your contract and put you to work for me,” she informs the aching blonde while picking Braddock up by her noggin. “DaynaCorp could use a lightweight champ that knows her place.”
Erza backs Kat into a corner and stuffs a boot sole under her chin then stretches out her impossibly long leg to choke the flaxen-haired fireplug.
“Fuck you,” The Brat chokes out, pushing feebly at Erza’s ankle.
As the count gets to ‘FOUR’, Dayna pulls away.
“You will learn to have the proper respect for your boss.”
The towering brunette jogs to the opposite corner, turns, and races at her target, leaping into a running knee strike to the lowered chin of the flagging Kat, snapping the blonde’s head back.
With Braddock on jelly legs, Dayna pulls the wobbling Kat out of the corner, dips and ‘hups’ Braddock across her shoulders into a fireman’s carry. The Cali Quake squirms to free herself but instead gets pushed heavenward with a military press that has the FAWNatics gawking at the raw strength of the champ.
Instead of sending Kat plummeting to the canvas with a slam that would alter the challenger’s spine, Dayna walks Kat to the ring’s edge. A wide-eyed Braddock shakes her head as the CEO sends her undersized adversary FLYING into the blonde’s assigned lumberjacks, taking down Kylie and Chloe in the process, Sanders and Strawberry flattened beneath the falling Brat.
Military Press Throw ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSYaO8WPgyw ) :57
Kat doesn’t come away unscathed however as the woman she beat for the belt is quickly upon her. King Maria the First pulls Braddock to her feet, judo flipping Kat into the ring steps, Braddock hitting with a metallic CLACK of flesh to steel.
A beaming Dayna beckons for Alves to toss the blasted Braddock back in the ring.
“Certainly,” Maria replies, “Once you bow to your King.”
Dayna scoffs at Alves, instead motioning for Maria to enter, but royalty has its privileges and she declines.
Luckily for the titleholder, Kat’s former Quakes cohorts are all too happy to put Braddock back in harm’s way, Chrissy and Avery peeling Kat off the deck and tossing her in under the bottom rope.
The Executrix grabs a wrist and hauls a grimacing Brat to her feet. She easily lifts the blonde off the canvas, dropping her throat-first across the top rope. Braddock whiplashes away from the hot shot, spinning into the arms of the CEO, Dayna accepting her challenger into a tight embrace.
Erza lifts Kat off the deck, cinching the bearhug tighter, the oxygen forced from Kat’s lungs as she’s carried around the ring like a chew toy. Dayna moves to her set of lumberjacks to see what type of fun they might have with Braddock. But before she can toss Kat over, the blonde lifts her arms on either side of Erza’s head and slaps her hands together behind the champ, nailing Dayna with a nasty ear-ringer.
The tactic earns Kat her freedom from the embrace, Braddock’s boot leather dropping to the canvas. As Dayna clears her head, Braddock takes off for the far ropes and rebounds, Erza turning to try and find her foe. Find her she does, but all too fast as Braddock lowers her head and SPEARS the long expanse of the Amazon’s midriff.
The collision folds Dayna enough to slip through the cables, tumbling off the apron and to the feet of the lumberjacks. Unfortunately for the challenger, she can’t put on the brakes enough to stop her from following her target through, both women ending in front of the onlookers.
Mariel and Harley Jo pluck a groaning Dayna off the deck and run her to the nearest ring post, making sure the brunette’s right shoulder leads the way into the unforgiving steel.
Erza spins away from the collision, howling in anguish, grasping at her injured wing.
Braddock is pulled to her knees by Alexis Suguitan.
But The Brat has an answer for the Penthouse Panther, swinging an uppercut blow between her legs, leaving Alexis knock-kneed, jaw dropping wide in anguish.
Pandora brushes the Filipino aside and collects Kat by a two-handed grasp of her throat.
“What are you doing in a World Championship fight, little girl?”
Adrenaline flowing, a snarling Kat breaks loose, loads up a forearm, and RAMS it into Pandora’s considerable cleavage.
Panny stares down at the contact as if she’s been bitten by a mosquito. Annoyed, she shakes her head at a bug-eyed Brat who ‘washes windows’ with her palms.
“Get her up,” Pandora shouts to McGinty and Mariel happily regainss control of her former boss.
With the official combatants squirming fruitlessly for escape, they are sent on a collision course by the golden-maned ‘jacks, each whipping their woman toward the other.
Pandora’s toss gives Kat another level of speed and that makes up for Dayna’s additional mass, blonde and brunette BANGING against each other and melting to the arena floor, each in calamitous condition.
Some happy ‘jacks scrape Dayna and Kat off the canvas and stuff what’s left of them back in the squared circle. The flaxen-haired fireplug rises first, wincing but on her feet as Erza struggles to all fours.
Sensing an opportunity, Braddock shakes off the remaining cobwebs and surges toward the champion, leaping with one foot raised. Kat brings the boot down onto the back of the CEO’s braincase as the brunette starts to rise, STOMPING Dayna’s face into the thinly-sheathed plywood with a brutal curbstomp.
Curbstomp ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=WbzGQU3Akps ) :54
Left flat on her chest and unmoving, Erza is rolled to her back by a kneeling Braddock. The Quake covers in a crossbody, hooking a long, lifeless leg of the brunette for the…
ONE…
TWO…
Dayna kicks free with a second to spare, Kat appearing incredulous. Still, she doesn’t hesitate in pushing her advantage over the faltering Executrix. Kat pulls Dayna to her feet, keeping the CEO bent at the waist. Braddock stuffs Erza’s head between her thighs and clamps down in a standing headscissors. She reaches forward and around the back of the champ’s thighs.
Grunting loudly, Kat shows the crowd and the lumberjacks she might not be a large step down in class from the current titleholder if she was to win. The short but sturdy Cali Quake lifts Dayna off the deck enough to drop her injured right shoulder across bended knee, trying to tenderize the sore spot on the wounded Powerhouse.
Package Shoulderbreaker ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=m19v83ABbnk ) :08
Passing on another pin attempt, the spent blonde ascends slowly, then tramples on the joint a half dozen times to reduce the use of the limb further.
Task accomplished, The Brat pulls a mewling Erza to unsteady feet, Dayna cradling/protecting her throbbing wing.
“If y’all think I’d be a punk as a World Champ, then let this bytch have it,” shouts to the roster members on the outside
Kat curls a palm around the back of Dayna’s neck and runs her to the ropes, bum-rushing the towering brunette up and over, the CEO crashing across the apron then ending on the floor.
Valerie tries to hustle her boss back into the ring, but Mariel tackles her ex-teammate before Stems can; leaving Adrianna, Celia and Pandora to encircle the bruised and battered Dayna.
"Move out of the way, Mariel!" Valerie yells as Mariel blocks her.
"Or what? Traitor!" Mariel responds with an air of arrogance as the three monsters beat up The Israeli Powerhouse behind her.
As the argument ensues, Celia and Adrianna set Dayna onto Pandora's shoulders as Kat watches in glee. Dayna’s in big trouble as the three monster class wrestlers drive her back first into the apron with a Triple Powerbomb!
Triple Powerbomb (https://youtu.be/4U2zfs-SctQ)
Dayna 's face clenches in pain upon impact. She slowly drops to her knees before Pandora yanks her back up and shoves her under the bottom ropes. Delighted by the wreckage of the champion, Braddock quickly dives across her body and hooks the leg for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!
The Corporate Punisher survives with a fraction of a second to spare, surprising the challenger. Finally having the guts to work on Dayna herself, Kat drags the weakened Dayna towards the corner and ascends to the top rope. The Brat snickers and leaps off the top rope, landing back first across Dayna's body with a Diving Senton!
Diving Senton (https://youtu.be/kFkiW-dCH44)
"UGGHH!!" The Executrix grunts and clutches her stomach as she rolls to her side. The frantic Kat quickly puts her flat onto the canvas and covers again for...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!
Dayna survives yet another fall, sending The Brat into a tantrum. "Damn it! That was three!" Braddock slaps the canvas 3 times to emphasize her point.
The frustrated Braddock rises to her feet and paces around the ring as she demands Dayna to "Get up!".
As Dayna clambers to vertical Braddock hits the rope to substitute speed for her weight disadvantage and knock the champion out of the ring once more.
The Executrix catches a second wind and pops to her feet, then propelling Kat into the air to set her up for a European--NO! Dayna clutches her right shoulder at the last possible second as pain shoots through her injured shoulder, allowing Kat to fall flat into the canvas.
Still, the crash landing puts Kat in a groggy state, as well as buys time for Dayna's shoulder to recover.
The Executrix backs into a corner as Kat struggles to her feet, oblivious to the impending threat. Dayna puts her shoulder on the line and charges Kat at lightning speed, nearly cutting Kat in half with a devastating spear!
Spear (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cUKLukLTaaA&t=24s)
The Brat folds and flops onto her belly, ending up nearer the ropes than Dayna wanted.
Dayna crawls to her foe on her bad arm and flips the challenger over for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! WHAT!
McGinty pulls Braddock out of the ring, breaking up the count!
Dayna stares dagger into Mariel's eyes as she smirks at her former employer. Arguments soon erupt amongst the lumberjacks before turning into an all-out brawl with the jacks fighting among each other and some attacking Kat.
As the ref tries to stop the fighting, the Israeli Powerhouse comes charging from the far side of the ring and dives over the top rope!
Top Rope Dive (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UgzWptHwukE&ab_channel=AceNJace)
The Executrix takes everyone out with one fell swoop! Everyone except for one, who superkicks The Champion right in the face as soon as she gets up!
Superkick (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wts75TFGLR0&ab_channel=LivSpiteful)
"You are not leaving as the champion tonight!" Mariel straddles over Dayna's starfished body, screaming.
Braddock pulls herself out of the scrum, crawling to McGinty’s feet.
“Get your ass up,” the Gamazon demands, helping The Brat to her feet and stuffing her back in under the bottom rope. As Kat struggles to stand within the ring, Mariel stomps a corporate mudhole out of the Executrix, focusing generously on Erza’s injured wing,
Dayna tries to cover, turning away from the onslaught as best she can to save her arm.
Some of those who have a less than favorable opinion of the California Quake, shove McGinty back several steps, Stems placing herself between her former partner and the champion.
“You’re mistaken, Mariel,” Val insists, “the Boss always finds a way to stay atop the ladder.”
Behind Stipanovic, Chrissy and Avery yank a grimacing, battered Dayna to her feet and roll her back in where the flaxen-haired fireplug awaits, saving her from any further abuse from their fellow lumberjacks.
Ending on her back a few feet from the ropes, Dayna struggles to regain her breath and bearings, both of which Braddock has recovered sufficiently to push to a handstand next to Erza’s splayed form. The blonde turns inward to the flattened Dayna and drops the point of her knee into the CEO’s throbbing shoulder.
Dayna shrieks in pain, grasping at the joint. A chuckling Braddock pushes to her feet then grabs Dayna’s right wrist. The challenger uses the limb like a whip, continuing to torture her powerful adversary while making her a one-armed fighter.
“Work smarter, not harder,” a sneering Kat grunts. “You think being the best is about raw strength? Bytch. It’s about who wants it more.” She buggywhips the arm again, drawing another yelp of pain. “I WANT IT MORE!”
Dropping the limb, Kat hustles to the nearest corner and climbs to the top. She spits in the direction of Chrissy who manages to avoid the saliva, the spit hitting Avery in the cleft of her bosom instead, Christian’s face twisting in anger.
Kat turns to inspect her target, then launches from the penthouse. She soars in a single file, arms tight to her sides. Her head becoming the warhead for the missile she’s made of her body, Kat butts the damaged wing, the brainy Brat determined to leave the Powerhouse without the inability to lift her.
Dayna spasms in agony from the direct hit, cradling her limb close as she howls in anguish, the unrelenting assault apparently causing its desired effect.
With Erza writhing in agony, Kat kicks the brunette’s long legs wide and heads back to the same corner for a replay of sorts. She clambers to the top and again puts the splattered champion in her sights. This time the blow is aimed lower.
Kat leaps from her perch, again with her arms tight to her sides. And she RAMS her forehead into Dayna’s open crotch, plowing her cranium into the unprotected sweet spot, the Quake hitting the CEO with The Big One.
The Big One ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tc4sDcvN5OI ) unaided
As Dayna’s attention is sent below decks, hands burying beneath her thighs as she rises reflexively to an anguished seat, a contented Kat pushes to her feet and nods, feeling the end is near.
The challenger yanks Erza back to her feet, tucking the Executrix's head under her arm while her other hand reaches for her leghole of her one-piece suit. Kat tries to lift the champion, but Erza is defiant, fluttering her legs hard so as to throw Kat off balance.
As Kat attempts a second lift, Dayna spins out of the headlock with an arm wrench and butts her head into the challenger! Untypical of Dayna, but that's the best alternative to an European Uppercut.
The challenger is shaken and wobbly on her feet. Dayna quickly shuffles to her six and shoots one arm between her thigh, lifting Kat onto her shoulders in what would be an Argentine position if she could secure a chin lock over her right shoulder.
Unable to execute the Erza Hammer due to her throbbing shoulder, the Corporate Punisher resorts to an UFO maneuver for close to ten spins before dropping the challenger HARD onto the canvas.
UFO (https://youtu.be/N5LqiZz24-w) :30
Dayna presses across Kat's body and hooks her legs with her remaining good arm for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!
Kat bucks out of the hold with a fraction of a second left!
Dayna puts her shoulder on the line once more as she backs to the edge of the ring, looking to cut the blonde down with another spear. Kat begins to stir, oblivious to her surroundings as she grabs onto the ropes for support. Dayna charges but Kat moves out of the way at the last minute and pulls the rope wipe open for Dayna to dive out of the ring!
Several of the lumberjacks grunt as the heavyweight crashes into them. Without any hesitation, a fight ensues among the lumberjacks and Dayna. However, the lumberjacks against Kat quickly interfere on Dayna’s behalf.
Bridget and Valerie usher Dayna back into the ring as Kylie, Avery and Chrissy fight off the towering powerhouses.
The fight outside continues even as Dayna is returned to the ring, the scene getting more and more chaotic as the ref watches. With the ref gets distracted by the commotion outside the ring, Dayna turns around to find Kat missing from the squared circle.
Stealthily, Braddock slowly approaches the ring from the side opposite the melee with the World title belt in hand.
Having confirmed The Brat’s no longer in the ring, the Executrix searches the scrum of feuding lumberjacks, sure Braddock must be immersed in the warring sea of humanity.
But behind her, the Lightweight champion slides in under the bottom rope with World gold in hand. The buxom, vertically-challenged Quake brandishes the title turned weapon atop her right shoulder with the attention of both the referee and champion diverted.
From outside, only Valerie seems aware of the intrusion. She shouts at her boss, pointing behind the CEO at the approaching blonde. While Nick Castle’s eyes are focused elsewhere in the wild brawl, Erza sees her subordinate and spins in the direction of Val’s extended index finger.
“THWAMMM!”
Dayna gets only a couple steps toward the middle of the ring before a leaping Braddock NAILS the wounded Executrix in the forehead, knocking Erza to the canvas as if she’s been shot.
With Dayna laying at her feet, barely conscious, Kat tosses the belt aside, the title tumbling to the edge of the apron, far from the shellshocked brunette.
Wanting to place her trademark on the night, Braddock passes on an immediate pin.
Instead, her hands quickly surround Dayna’s noggin, slowly pulling a semi-conscious Erza to her feet where the stooped champ is pulled into a tight front facelock.
Latching a set of fingers around Dayna’s gear, Kat dips and seeks every last bit of energy, pulling Dayna off the deck and into a cradled position tight to her chest. She screams at Castle to draw his attention away from the fracas outside, Nick able to hear over a silenced crowd, the FAWNatics unsure to believe what they’re seeing.
But when Kat lays out and SPIKES Dayna’s skull into the canvas with her incomparable Kat Nap, the truth hurts them as much as it does the Israeli.
Kay Map ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=1nNeUWdGDSo )
Dayna tumbles to a spreadeagle from the impact and a grinning Braddock moves to an arrogant pin on all fours, pressing one palm into Dayna’s chest, the other into her foe’s gulping midriff.
“LADIES!” The Brat shouts, pulling at least some of the lumberjacks’ attention in her direction.
The official’s is already there. He drops to the canvas and counts out the inevitable…
ONE…
TWO…
THREEE!
Kat shakes her head, demanding Nick proceed to a five-count on the toppled Amazon.
Castle shrugs but does as he’s told.
FOUR…
FIVE!!!!
Kat nods along, then presses off the stilled FORMER champion onto her haunches, raising her arms high and wide. Braddock directs the ref to collect her belt and bring it to her.
Nick asks what the title’s doing on the mat and Kat lets him know Dayna tried to use it on her while he was distracted. Without evidence to the contrary, Castle delivers Kat her World belt and the Lightweight strap courtesy a FAWN flunky who hands it through the ropes.
He lifts Kat to her feet by a raised wrist and hands over the hardware, Braddock flinging a belt each over each of her shoulders, then planting a boot on the chest if the motionless CEO.
As Kat preens, the official word echoes through the area.
“Your winner by pinfall…AND NEWWWWW FAWN World Champion…the California Quake…KAT BRADDOCK!”
The announcement ends the remainder of the scuffling outside, Avery and Chrissy miserable with the continued success of the woman who betrayed them. The others seem in varying states of disbelief and relief at the new comparatively bite-sized wrestler at the top of the FAWN hill.
With microphone in hand, Kat draws it to her lips.
“Don’t look so surprised bytches. Deep down, you all knew I’d find a way to beat this overrated trash. Size doesn’t hold a candle to my desire. And I get what I want…always.”
The Brat drops the stick and lifts her belts, turning to give each a smooch.
As attendants make sure none of the lumberjacks impinge on the new champion’s moment, Kat continues to lord her haul over the splayed carcass of the CEO as FAWN’s live broadcast of All Hallows’ Evil fades to black.