Post by hawkeye on Mar 6, 2024 1:39:14 GMT
The Announcer looked at his notes for a final time before tucking them away inside his coat with a slight frown. Then he raised the mic and proclaimed, “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit and kicks off the first ever ErzaCorp Job Fair! As part of this soon to be illustrious tradition, any woman who thinks they can challenge the supremacy of the Executrix may face her in singles combat in an effort to prove themselves worthy of her attention, and possibly even a position within the company!”
He paused for a moment to let the crowd process this information, which they did with a great deal of jeering. Once they'd had their say he resumed his duties. “Introducing our first candidate, hailing from Paraburdoo, Western Australia, she stands five feet nine inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and forty-five pounds. Please welcome back to the FAWN Arena... JUSTINE FREEBORNE!”
Plenty of those assembled were already making noise, but the rest of them joined in when the speakers burbled static and kicked off the unmistakable opening riff to AC/DC’s ‘Thunderstruck’. In time with the first ‘thun-DER’, the Powerhouse of Paraburdoo stepped through the curtain for the first time in more than six years. Sure didn't seem like it though, as the Girl from Oz received a raucous pop for which she thanked Orlando with a beaming smile and brawny double bicep flex. The response just got that much crazier when she pumped the guns and a dual burst of blue and white pyro exploded from the top of the ‘Tron to BOOM overhead.
JUSTINE FREEBORNE:
For tonight's return against the Boardroom Baroness Justine wore a sporty turquoise bikini with a chunky white belt snugged around her hips. The belt matched her pads and boots, the latter emblazoned with 'Freeborne!' running down the back from calf to heel. Starting down the ramp even as the camera trundled up to meet her, the veteran blonde tipped the world and wink and said, “Open challenges never end well, girlie. Tonight you're gonna learn that the hard way.” Then she broke into a sprint that took her all the way to the edge of the squared circle whereupon reaching she dove under the bottom rope and popped to one knee in the center of the canvas. Rising to her full height shortly thereafter she strolled over to the nearest corner and hopped onto the second rope to urge even more noise from the capacity crowd. Hopping down once they'd obliged her, she shared a fist bump with Al Carpenter before offering her elbows and knees for final inspection.
"And introducing her opponent, hailing from Tel Aviv, Israel, she stands at five feet ten inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and thirty-seven pounds. She is The Executrix, DAYNA ERZA!”
The fans erupted into a mix of boos and scattered applause, acknowledging the presence of the Boardroom Baroness. The spotlight continued to follow Dayna Erza, casting an imposing silhouette that seemed to tower over the entire arena. The 'Tron flickered once more, displaying her name in bold, silver letters against a backdrop of tall ivory towers and money rain. The crowd understood they were in the presence of a force to be reckoned with.
As the music faded, the lights returned, revealing Dayna in all her silver-clad glory. The anticipation in the air was palpable; it was not just a wrestling match about to unfold but a calculated corporate takeover. Dayna, with her arms still outstretched, brought them down in a sharp, authoritative motion, signaling that her boardroom now extended to the wrestling ring.
DAYNA ERZA:
The commentary team underscored the brunette's aura by detailing her transition from the corporate world to the wrestling scene. The Corporate Headhunter had arrived, and the wrestling landscape was about to witness the intersection of business acumen and in-ring prowess.
Amidst the theatrical display, Dayna Erza remained utterly indifferent to her opponent, a visual manifestation of the sheer disregard she held for the blonde in the far corner. Stationed in her corner, Dayna signaled for the referee to approach.
"Who is—Actually, never mind. You can leave now," she declared, the nonchalant dismissal emphasizing her conviction that she did not need to know.
Not pleased by the former champion's brazen arrogance, Justine called, "The name's Freeborne, priss! Memorize it now so you have an answer when they asked who kicked your ass.”
Unswayed by Freeborne's defiant words, Erza simply tilted her head and offered a sardonic smile. "Remembering names has never been my weakness. But feel free to entertain yourself with delusions. It won't change the outcome." Dayna retorted, her tone dripping with unwavering confidence.
Though clearly enjoying and appreciative of the attention shown her by the FAWNatics, Justine's eyes never left the Executrix and she wasted no time storming the center of the ring once the bell sounded. As for Dayna, she hung back for a moment to better observe the returning blonde but she certainly didn't make Freeborne wait long for the pleasure of her company.
“The confidence you exude is appreciated.” Erza noted as she closed on the Australian. “Unfortunately I believe you will find the landscape of FAWN much changed since your initial time herNNNGGGGHHH!”
Justine CRACKED Dayna across the chest with a Knife-Edge Chop stiff enough to stop the former World Champion in her tracks! Seemingly unintimidated by Erza's aura, Freeborne pounced and caught the brunette in a Side Headlock that had Dayna gnashing her teeth as her temple was ground against the point of her foe's hip.
“Not so different that I can't pick out a bully a mile away.” the blonde huffed as she tried to grind Erza's ears off the side of her head. “And that's what you are, luv. Just a bully who demands respect without ever earning NGH!” Erza THWHAPPED a Forearm Smash across the other wrestler's lower back, then put a hand to the same spot and pushed hard enough to shoot Freeborne into the rop—NO! Justine started in the direction Dayna had intended but she didn't relinquish the Headlock and ground to a halt after only a few steps! “Don't think so, girlie.” the blonde shot up on tiptoe, then sank to one knee while still craaaaaaaaaaaaannnking Dayna's noggin in the Headlock. “You want out of here? You're gonna have to work harder than NGH! NGH! NGH! EERRRGGHHHH!”
Erza answered the challenge with a trifecta of Forearm Smashes across the lower back, then snatched hold of Freeborne's waistband and pulled up as hard as she could! The wedgie forced Justine up on tiptoe again and while it didn't actually break the Headlock, it created enough wiggle room for Dayna to pull her head free with an audible 'pop!' Straightening up the instant she was loose, the brunette brought her right hand whipping up over and down to CRACK! Freeborne between the shoulders with a nasty Overhand Slap. This she followed with an equally derisive shove, Erza sending the mincing hardbody stumbling into the ropes to gather her bearings.
“Know your place, Freeborne.” Dayna growled as she rolled her neck to alleviate some of the Headlock's strain. “The uninformed rabble may consider you a legitimate challenge to my supremacy, but we both know you're a lifetime subordinaHHRRRGGGHHHH!” Back to the Executrix with both hands on the top rope, Justine hopped onto the second strand and leapt off, the Aussie powerhouse twisting 'round in mid-air to THWHACK her right foot across Dayna's forehead in a gorgeous Springboard Roundhouse!
SPRINGBOARD ROUNDHOUSE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=8z1vNzB_PAo
Erza whipped around and crumpled to one knee much to the delight of the FAWNatics, though Justine looked less pleased as she'd expected such a solid blow to put the brunette flat on her back. Nevertheless she grabbed a double handful of hair and hauled the other Destroyer upright, then got another raucous roar from the crowd when she slipped an arm between Erza's legs and muscled her onto her shoulders in a Fireman's Carry! Hooking her other arm over the base of Dayna's neck, Freeborne pointed herself at a corner on the far side of the ring and broke into a run! She'd made it less than halfway to her destination when Erza crooked her right arm into a 'V' and jabbed the point of her elbow into the side of Justine's head no less than half a dozen times! That was more than enough to slow the blonde's roll and a bit more wriggling from the Boardroom Baroness ensured she slid down the Australian's back none the worse for wear.
Insulted by the blonde's blatant encroachment, Erza made a point to slap Freeborne across the back of the head before she grabbed a shoulder and spun her in a half circ—“NNGGH!”
Justine met her with a quick Headbutt to the bridge of Dayna's nose that made her whole world go white for a split-second! “What's wrong, priss?” she taunted the wobbled brunette. “You're whining like you've never been in a fight bef—RRRGGGGHH!”
Dayna hooked her left arm around the back of Justine's head and bent her over double just to THWHAP a European Uppercut into the blonde's jaw! Freeborne rocked back on her heels without going down so Erza measured the shot, then stepped forward and whipped her right leg up to THWHACK Justine's jaw with a Big Boot!
The resultant shiver that ran up her leg told Dayna the blonde should have hit the deck like a felled tree, yet somehow Freeborne spun / staggered away from the collision to end up slumped in the corner with her arms draped over the top rope. “You appear to be one of the recalcitrant few that need respect beaten into them, Ms. Freeborne.” Erza grumbled as she turned around and headed for the other side of the ring. “Luckily for you I'm in a generous mood this evening.”
This assertion was still leaving her lips when the Executrix spun on her heel and raced at Freeborne's corner, those long, dangerous legs burning up the distance so she could lower one shoulder and launch off her back foot for a huge Spe—“NGGGHH!”
Justine didn't have time to get out of the way so she brought both knees up into the brunette's forehead at just the right moment! What would've otherwise been a gut-churning Spear turned out little more than a discombobulated Shoulderblock, one Freeborne shrugged off in the second Erza got straightened up by the collision. Legs still raised, the blue-clad blonde set her feet against Dayna's chest and shoved her off with a Mule Kick strong enough to ensure the brunette was stepping in fence-post holes even if she never truly lost her footing. “Oh yeah, you're a strong one alight.” Freeborne admitted as she boosted herself onto the second rope. “That's gonna make this even more fun.” With Erza still working to catch her balance, Justine sprang off the middle rope and dove straight at the woozy former World Champion. Dayna saw her coming and looked up just in time to see Freeborne hook an arm across her chest. Then the Australian battler locked her hands against the nape of Erza's neck and swooped around in a half circle, Justine putting all of her hundred and forty so pounds into whipping herself backward so Dayna was torn from her moorings and THWHAMMED down flat on her face!
DEAD CALM @ 00:05
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CI4_9qnCH_U
Justine called that Diving Reverse STO 'Dead Calm' which was really a misnomer considering the crowd was anything but when she shoveled Dayna onto her back and hooked both legs, the returning blonde brazenly pointing the other Destroyer's buns into the rafters for a count of...
ONE...
TWO...
Dayna kicked out, not quite simultaneous with 'TWO', but not close enough to 'THREE!' to classify it as a near-fall. Justine treated Al Carpenter to a questioning look but that was about it, she'd done enough scouting ahead of this match to know the Executrix wasn't going to go down easy.
“I like you down here on the mat.” she told Dayna even as she rolled the big brunette onto her stomach. “A little scuffing looks good on an office drone like you.”
“Hhhrrhhh... I am no drone you impudent twit.” Erza growled as she tried to clear her head. “I'm the most dangerous woman on this roster, if not this planRRRGGGHHHH!”
Seemingly unimpressed by the bravado, Justine laid claim to Erza's left ankle and folded her lower leg up toward her back while kneeling behind the prone battler. “What was that?” Freeborne had her right forearm draped over Erza's ankle and her left cinched beneath the Israeli wrestler's calf, the blonde gripping her own right bicep to maintain pressure on the painful hold. “You're the most dangerous woman in the world, you say? I would've guessed most flexible!”
'Ooooooohhhh's!' from the Heartbroken revelers as Justine leaned forward, an adjustment that put Dayna's sole much closer to the back of her head! “What do you say, Dayna?” Al crouched beside his charges to check on the situation. “Need me to call for the bell?”
“Never!” Erza scoffed. “This doesn't even rise to the level of an inconvenience. It's merely a trifRRGGGHH!”
Freeborne forced Dayna to deliver a rude kick to her own head, then braced the brunette's shin against her right bicep so she could maintain the strain while freeing her hands to collect Erza's chin. Smiling even as she heard Dayna curse in disgust, Freeborne craaaaaaaaaanked up on the Chinlock while leeeeeeeeeening forward on that trapped leg to give the Executrix a painful taste of the Crab Clutch!
CRAB CLUTCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=4x_kT6yslUs
“Sure you're ok?” Justine set her right thigh against Dayna's left and jostled in place to add even more pain to that crooked leg. “Sounds to me like you're in a good deal of trouble, gi--” Freeborne's smile fell away when Erza reached up and back in search of the blonde's long ponytail. “Pull my hair, I'll pull yours twice as hard.” Justine warned. “I mean it, priss. You've done enough bullying, it's time you had a taste of your own medicine.”
“Grrrhhhh...I promise it won't be you who administers such a dose, Freeborne.” Abandoning her tugging efforts, Dayna smacked her hands against the mat and started to drag their combined weight across the canvas. The going was slower than she would've liked and the constant strain on her left leg was troublesome, yet in less than thirty seconds she grabbed hold of the bottom rope and demanded, “BREAK!”
Justine shook her head 'no'. “I think you should ask nicely.” To emphasize the point she wrenched even harder on the Chinlock, her defiance of the rules earning a stern count from Al. Breaking the hold at 'FOUR!' Justine stood up and backed into the center of the squared circle while Dayna pulled herself out onto the floor to recuperate and regroup following the blonde's obnoxiously strong start.
The Executrix maintained a watchful eye on Freeborne as she paced along the ringside. Her strategic mind was at work, not simply focused on her opponent but also signaling to the referee to ensure he did his job controlling the situation. With a subtle gesture, Dayna communicated her intentions, urging Al to keep Justine away from the ropes as she made her return to the ring.
The competitors circled one other, and Dayna, adopting a grappling stance, extended her hands, suggesting a Test of Strength. Justine accepted the invitation and reached out. However, Dayna's intentions took a duplicitous turn.
As Justine moved in to engage in the Test, Dayna swiftly pivoted, delivering a calculated boot to Justine's midsection! As Dayna seized the upper hand after her unexpected maneuver, she taunted Justine with a sly smile and some words of wisdom. "In the boardroom or the ring, better get used to being outmaneuvered." Erza, showing no mercy, seized Justine by her blonde locks, and yanked her to a vertical position. The Executrix followed up with a relentless barrage of forearm smashes, each strike reverberating through the arena, leaving Justine rocked and reeling. Grabbing Justine by her wrist, Dayna whipped her across the ring, trailing closely behind her until they reached the center of the ring.
Dayna tried to take Freeborne's head off with a Clothesline but the Australian ducked under the swinging arm and hit the ropes where she came from. Justine attempted a Clothesline of her own but Dayna ducked under as well, shuffling behind Justine and trapping her in a Waistlock. Erza attempted to execute a German Suplex on Freeborne, but the resilient Australian managed to thwart the maneuver by fluttering her legs in the air. Undeterred, Dayna swiftly adapted, transitioning into a basic amateur wrestling slam. The forceful impact drove Justine onto her stomach, and Dayna, utilizing her own weight, kept control over her opponent on the canvas.
Executing a flawless display of technical skill, Erza transitioned into a Front Facelock, bringing both herself and Freeborne back to a vertical position. To further wear down her opponent, Dayna delivered a series of Kneelifts to Justine's body. With precision and strength, she then seized Justine by the waistband, hoisting her into the air effortlessly. The Israeli Powerhouse showcased her raw power as she slammed Justine back-first into the canvas with a commanding Suplex!
SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=DPxbjIs7wYM
The Executrix floated over and hooked the blonde's leg for the...
ONE!
TWO!
Justine displayed resilience as she defiantly kicked out of the pin-fall attempt at the count of 'TWO'! Maintaining her dominance, Dayna Erza showcased brazen aggression by lifting her opponent off the canvas and bullying her into the corner, driving a series of knee strikes into Freeborne's midsection, aimed to wear down her opponent and maintain control over the match. Erza whipped Justine across to the opposite corner. Swiftly closing the distance, The Executrix delivered a powerful Kneelift to Justine's stomach upon reaching the buckles. And as the blonde staggered out of the corner, the former World Champion plucked her off feet and executed a spectacular spin in midair before driving the blonde wrestler's back onto Dayna's raised knee.
TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OvV5LP3sOI
"UGH!" The blonde clutched her back in agony as she rolled off Dayna's knee and Dayna swiftly rolled Justine onto her back, covering her for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOO!!!
Justine managed to kick out just in the nick of time, denying Dayna the satisfaction of quick victory. "Should have stayed down for the count Ms. Freeborne, that's my kindest offer to anyone yet." Dayna cooed.
"Hah, is that all you've got to offer, girlie?" Justine replied defiantly, hiding the pain with a false smile. Dayna smirked, clearly unfazed by Justine's retort.
"Very well." she dragged the Australian back to the center of the ring and draped one of the blonde's legs over her shoulders while sitting onto Justine's lower back, deliberately targeting her opponent's spine. The blonde winced in pain, feeling the strain on her vertebrae. The audience watched in anticipation as Erza aimed to wear down her opponent strategically. The Australian wrestler's resilience was put to the test as the Boardroom Baroness maintained control in the center of the ring.
STRETCH MUFFLER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=IHR1aG4UDw0
As Justine's hand inched away from the canvas, Al swiftly dropped into a sprawl to assess if the blonde wrestler was on the verge of submitting. "URGHH!!! NOO!!!" Justine tightened her fist and pounded the mat, determinedly crawling toward the ropes despite the searing pain she endured.
"Offer rescinded, Ms Freeborne." Dayna, with a growl, leaned farther back, intensifying the contortion on Justine's lower back, making it clear that any mercy she might have considered was now off the table.
Justine, against the odds, summoned the strength to reach out and graze the ropes with her fingertips. "BREAK! BREAK!" she yelled, urgently pleading with the referee to intervene and end the hold.
Erza seemed disinclined to honor the break until Freeborne lurched forward and wrapped a hand around the bottom rope. Even then it took Carpenter clearing his throat before she even glanced in the official's direction. “Yes?” she asked blandly.
“Break the hold, Dayna.”
“Remind me, how many seconds do I have?”
Al refrained from sighing and he certainly didn't roll his eyes, instead he cleared his throat and tolled off, “ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR...”
Dayna tossed the blonde's bent leg aside and got to her feet, the former World Champion strolling to the center of the ring while Justine dragged herself under the bottom rope to the (relative) safety of the apron. Not quite trusting the official to provide much of a buffer between herself and the Executrix, Freeborne grabbed hold of the middle rope in both hands and used it to pull herself up high enough to secure the top rope, all while being careful to keep as much weight off her strained leg as possible. Sighing with relief when she was once again vertical, Justine flexed her aching knee and—Dayna juked around Al at top speed and hurled herself at the ropes, the towering brunette hunching forward to explode off her back foot with a Spea—NO!
Freeborne twisted aside like a bull fighter, leaving Erza to shoot through the gap between the top and middle rop—“NNNNGGGGGHHH!”
'Oooooooooohhhhh!' from the Heartbroken masses when Freeborne shot forward and THWHUNKED her good knee into the side of Dayna's skull!
The perfectly-placed Knee Trembler stole all of Erza's momentum and left her hanging dishrag limp over the second strand, a position she occupied until Justine grabbed a Front Facelock and twisted around so they were back to back, Dayna somewhere halfway between a crouch and a kneel with the nape of her neck snug against the blonde's right should—Freeborne hopped forward to land in a seat on the apron while the Boardroom Baroness had her neck TWANGED violently against the rubber-coated steel!
NECKBREAKER ON ROPES:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPA1OdU9MQA
Erza was snapped forward with a vicious case of whiplash, the brunette coming down on her back with both arms strapped across the back of her head and her feet pointed toward the outside. Helping herself to Erza's shins a moment thereafter, Justine gave those long limbs a tug, then stepped back and swung 'em away with enough force to spin Dayna around so that her head hung off the apro— “NNNNGGGGGHH!”
Justine clubbed her adversary across the chest with a heavy Overhead Forearm, then did it twice more to make sure even the fans in the cheap seats heard the THWHAP of blonde on brunette violence!
Dayna was understandably woozy from the Neckbreaker, but she hadn't lost track of her spot in the ring which was why it didn't take her very long to hook an arm around the bottom rope. “Break!” she demanded at once. “Get away from me at once, I'm in the ropHHRRGGH!”
More groans of sympathetic anguish from the FAWNatics when Freeborne pumped her good knee into the back of the other Destroyer's skull! “Get her out of the ropes, Justine.” Al chided over the noise of the crowd. “That was a legitimate break.”
“It was!” the blonde agreed. “So's this.”
Plunging her hands in Erza's hair, Freeborne hoisted her adversary to a seat on the apron, then twisted around and reached over one shoulder with both hands to better cup the brunette's chin. Too stunned to adequately gauge the amount of peril she currently faced, Erza still reached for the strands in hopes of buying some precious separat—Justine stepped forward until Dayna's butt was entirely clear of the apron, then she laid out on her back and brought Erza along for the ride, the Executrix just THWHUMPING against the thinly-padded floor as victim of another big Neckbreaker!
NECKBREAKER FROM APRON TO FLOOR:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6qshyI3eVkI
Erza hit hard and immediately rolled onto her stomach, all semblance of strategy seemingly forgotten in the effort to thin the fog in her aching skull. Things were still quite murky when Justine snatched on at trunks and tresses and hauled Dayna upright, the ensuing sting of the wedgie almost enough to distract her from those concussive collisions. Didn't stop Freeborne from slinging her back into the ring though, especially not after the veteran spun 'round in a half circle to put a little more 'oomph' on the toss. Hanging back just long enough to confirm where Erza came to a stop, Justine hopped onto the apron and worked some kinks from her sore leg before hurrying to the corner where she ascended to the high rent district. The capacity crowd stood tall as Freeborne did the same, Freeborne raising her arms high and wide to coax as much noise as possible. On that cacophonous din she leapt out into the lights, the Australian powerhouse crunching in on herself only to stretch out full length to ensure she was taut as a bowstring when she THAWHAMMED down on Dayna's fluttering midsection!
FROG SPLASH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CujzuZzNTrw
The Frog Splash sent both of the brunette's legs shooting straight up and Freeborne was right there to catch 'em in a pinning predicament long enough to keep the other Destroyer down for a count of...
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOO!!!
Dayna barely kicked out with half a heartbeat to spare! The resilience of the former World Champion was on full display as the referee's hand hovered just above the canvas for the two-count. Justine, sensing an opportunity, forcefully brought the dazed Israeli back to her feet. A series of sharp knees to the gut softened Dayna up before a forceful whip sent her into the distant corner with a resounding THUD. The Executrix, recovering quickly, discerned Justine's intentions as she gathered momentum and charged with a rallying war cry. In a deft move, Dayna rolled out of the corner just in time, defying the Australian's plan and leaving Freeborne crashing into the turnbuckles with her own momentum.
Clutching her chest after emerging from the corner, Freeborne found herself walking straight into a stiff European Uppercut that sent her backpedaling into the very corner she had crashed into moments prior. A relentless Dayna followed up with two more punishing European Uppercuts before dragging Freeborne along the ropes and sending her hurtling down the center of the squared circle with a powerful whip.
As Freeborne valiantly ducked under Dayna's looming Clothesline, she swiftly retaliated with a resounding slap across The Corporate Crusher's face. The unexpected strike left Dayna momentarily stunned, creating an opening for Freeborne. Taking advantage of the situation, Freeborne strategically backed into the ropes, building momentum for a counterattack. With a burst of speed, she charged toward Dayna, only to be met with a surprising move. The Israeli Powerhouse, displaying agility and strength, expertly launched Freeborne into the air by her hips. Helplessly suspended, Freeborne endured a thunderous descent, culminating in a devastating European Uppercut from The Corporate Crusher that turned her world upside down!
POP-UP EUROPEAN UPPERCUT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPBXmmnu74Q
Erza executed a swift cover, draping herself over the Australian...
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOO!!!
Justine kicked out with determination, surprising Erza. Frustrated, Dayna wasted no time and pulled Freeborne back to her feet, setting her up for a power move to regain control of the match. The Corporate Crusher lifted the heavyweight Australian onto one shoulder and marched towards the corner. With an impressive display of strength, Dayna executed a thunderous Power Slam, driving Justine into the canvas with authority.
RUNNING POWERSLAM
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hN8M8Wn3Lw4
Justine winced in anguish, her body absorbing the impact of the ruthless Power Slam with the pain etched across her face. The Corporate Crusher swiftly dragged her opponent toward the corner, signaling that she had more punishing maneuvers in store. Before ascending to higher altitudes, Erza lifted Freeborne by her hair, asserting dominance with a disrespectful slap that echoed across the arena.
"Looks like you're in for a rough landing, Ms. Freeborne. Get ready for a plummet straight into defeat!" Erza taunted and shoved Freeborne and made her way to the top ropes. As she carefully balanced on the ropes, Justine, fueled by a surge of determination, swiftly regained her footing and, with a burst of energy, knocked Dayna off her precarious perch on the ropes!
"URGH!!!" Dayna grunt as she sat on the top rope, giving some time for Justine to catch her breath.
Recognizing the perilous situation, Justine ascended to join her adversary on the top rope, securing her instep under the middle ropes. Dayna, sensing the impending danger, attempted to break free with a series of stiff Back Elbows to Justine's face. However, the determined blonde powered through the pain, ultimately hurling Dayna forcefully back into the mat from the precarious height!
SPIDER GERMAN SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=X0rRvxWgSQE
As Dayna crashed down to the canvas from the German Suplex off the top rope, a stunned silence briefly enveloped the arena. The impact rattled through The Boardroom Baroness, leaving her momentarily shell-shocked. Her usually confident demeanor was replaced by a mix of surprise and pain, as the force of the maneuver took a toll on her.
Grabbing the top rope, Justine undid her feet from the middle ropes and returned to the mat with an elegant back-flip before diving down to cover Dayna for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOO!!!
Dayna kicked out dangerously close to the three count, displaying resilience and determination despite the devastating German Suplex The look of disbelief painted across Justine's face mirrored the astonishment of the audience. The near-fall had defied her expectations, and the realization that Dayna was not an opponent to be taken lightly settled in.
Sensing a moment of respite, Dayna wisely rolled out of the ring, seeking a breather and a strategic advantage. The ringside area provided her with a temporary sanctuary where she could regroup, recover, and devise a plan to turn the situation around.
The action spilled outside the ring as Justine pursued Dayna to the ringside area. The two fierce competitors engaged in a heated brawl, exchanging punches and strikes amidst the cheers and jeers of the electrified audience. The ringside area became the battleground with neither woman willing to yield an inch. The referee, struggling to regain control, desperately called for them to bring the fight back into the ring, but the animosity between Erza and Freeborne seemed too intense to be contained within the squared circle. Left with no choice, the referee threw his arm in the air as he started to count.
The stalemate raged until Al reached 'FIVE!' on his count, that's when Dayna blocked an incoming Forearm from the Australian and immediately retaliated with a Broadside Kneelift across Freeborne's tummy. Catching hold of the blonde's wrist when Justine started to double up, Erza shoved her adversary back with a shoulder to the sternum, then dropped her hips and flung Justine down the narrow aisle toward the steel steps! The satisfaction on Dayna's face said she knew exactly how this journey would end which was why she was so disgusted when Freeborne reached out with both hands and 'smecked' them against the top step to halt her progress without slamming into the ste—Erza wasn't about to tolerate such a gentle stop for her opponent so she sprinted after the blonde and cocked back her right arm with every intention of smashing a Clothesline across the base of her sku—THWHAP! Justine felt her coming and lashed out with a quick Back Kick that skewered the brunette's navel!
Dayna grunted and stumbled away, momentarily too short of breath to consider her opponent's next move. That was fine though, Justine already knew exactly what was coming as evidenced by how quickly she hopped up onto the top step. Glancing over one shoulder to confirm that Erza was still in range, she dipped into a deep crouch and launched herself out into a gorgeous Moonsault that bore down on Dayna like—'OOOHHHHHHH!' from the FAWNatics when the Executrix straightened up and shifted position just enough to catch Justine gut-first atop her right shoulder! Barely missing a beat, the brunette wrapped her arms around the blonde's waist, then muscled her off and dropped to one knee to THAWHUMP Justine's abs down across the plank of her attacker's thigh!
TILT-A-WHIRL GUTBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=L408oGc-FJk
Freeborne made an awful retching sound and would've tumbled away from Erza if the brunette hadn't grabbed her by trunks and tresses and hoisted her upright. Yanking on both grips elicited a yelp and inflicted a wedgie while simultaneously gifting the Boardroom Baroness more than enough leverage to sling her foe under the bottom rope. Dayna would've allowed herself a bit more time to enjoy the end of the skirmish but Carpenter had made it to 'SEVENTEEN!' so rather than linger she hopped onto the apron and hustled to the nearest corner where she climbed into the high rent district.
Pivoting around to face the crowd, Erza took a moment to confirm the purchase was steady before rising to her full height. “Ms. Freeborne is talented enough, I suppose.” she called out over the sea of faces. “But once again her failure proves there is simply no substitution for the Executrix.” On that domineering note she crouched down and exploded backward, the Destroyer showing some Flyweight quality ups as she soared through a floaty Moonsault that brought every bit of her hundred and forty pounds THAWHAMMING down across the Australian's midsection!
MOONSAULT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2wtAhoOC6KQ
Justine spasmed under the impact and flopped to one side but Dayna just shoved her back and knee on her tummy and a hand on her chin while Al Carpenter counted off...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Freeborne kicked out with a heartbeat to spare, a show of resilience that earned her a roar from the FAWNatics and nothing but furious incredulity from the Corporate Crusher!
“What's the meaning of this?” she barked at the official. “That was a three count, how dare you waste my time with such lackadaisical nonsense!”
“It was only two, Dayna.” the zebra countered. “Next time perhaps consider hooking a leg, maybe even both.”
Dayna wasn't about to take such brazen advice from an idiot, instead she stalked back to Justine, grabbed a double handful of hair and hauled her to boot-leather. No wasted time now, she slipped 'round behind the blonde and hunkered down just enough to thread her right arm through Freeborne's thighs. In the next instant she hooked her left hand over Justine's chin and boosted her up across her shoulders for a Torture Rack that would inevitably lead to the Erza Hamm—Dayna went up on tiptoe and laid out on her left side to dump Justine on the back of her head and neck—NOOOOO! Freeborne must've sensed the move coming because she managed to somersault clear of the free fall to land on one knee while Dayna THUMPED down hard on her hip!
Even so, she sat up almost at once and—THWHACK! The Australian tagged her with a Basement Super Kick that knocked Erza flat on her back in a glassy-eyed sprawl!
Dayna was much slower to shake off that counterattack, indeed she hadn't moved much at all when Freeborne plunged both hands into the former World Champion's dark hair and scraped her off the canvas. “You've got a real big mouth, girlie.” Justine freed one hand from Dayna's locks to give her cheek a condescending pat that earned loud cheers from the crowd. “Tonight's the night it finally got you in serious trouble.”
“Yuuuuuhhhh... you're hardly trouble, Ms. Freeborne.” Erza grunted. “You barely register as an inconvenHHHRRGGHH!”
Freeborne went low, wrapped her arms around the brunette's upper thighs and muscled her high into the air! In the same breath she tromped over to the nearest set of strands, then twisted around and dropped backward to TWANG Dayna's throat across the rubber-coated steel!
The Hot Shot didn't take Erza off her feet, but those usually steely stems looked as uncertain as a newborn foal when Justine doubled over and stuffed her left shoulder into the Israeli Powerhouse's belly. Cinching her arms around Erza's thighs when the brunette doubled over atop her back, Freeborne straightened up to transform Dayna into a backpack, one she secured even tighter by hooking her left arm around the back of Erza's noggin. With the brunette bundled and seemingly helpless, Justine treated herself to a few tromping steps, then went up on tiptoe and dropped to one knee to THAWHUNK the back of Dayna's skull atop the bony dagger!
AIR RAID CRASH NECKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=elKbLhi4cso
Left well and truly Thunderstruck by the ARC Neckbreaker, the Executrix offered nothing more than a soft moan when Justine swung a leg over and sat down in a Reverse Face Sit that engulfed the former champ from nose to chin! The capacity crowd only got louder when Justine leaned forward, hooked her legs behind the big brunette's knees and folded her up into a Reverse Matchbook good for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOO!!!
Erza kicked out of the near fall with less than half a second to spare! Sensing victory was close, Justine seized the momentum and quickly transitioned to her next offensive move. The Australian peeled the woozy brunette from the canvas and sent her backpedaling into the ropes. Freeborne followed Dayna back to the center, gearing up for a Clothesline to take her down but Dayna ducked under the oncoming attack and followed through into the ropes where she was launched from. Utilizing the rebound off the ropes, Dayna gained momentum and caught Freeborne off guard with a stiff and impactful Spear that sent the Australian crashing to the canvas.
SPEAR
www.youtube.com/watch?v=A_uW7EcPgfY
Freeborne curled up in agony after absorbing the force of the Spear. Despite the impact, Dayna couldn't immediately capitalize with a cover because she was still reeling from the previous exchange. Instead, The Corporate Crusher opted to crawl towards the corner, nursing the back of her neck as she did so. From there, she patiently observed her opponent's ascent, planning to launch another devastating Spear to secure the victory. Freeborne slowly climbed to all fours, swaying unsteadily in the center of the ring, only to be met with Dayna charging toward her once more. Reacting on instinct, Justine lifted her knee in an attempt to halt Dayna's momentum, but the Israeli Powerhouse skillfully halted herself and seized Freeborne's extended leg.
Hobbling on one leg, Freeborne found herself swiftly taken down to the mat with a decisive leg sweep. Panic flashed across the Australian's face as Erza efficiently seized her other leg, folding them into a 'figure four' position. Flailing arms betrayed Freeborne's desperate attempts to escape. Dayna stepped over Freeborne's right arm, further restricting her movements. The Executrix smoothly twisted The Australian's body to her side, seamlessly transitioning into a leg-trapped Armbar while bending Justine's vulnerable spine in a Cloverleaf submission!
HOSTILE TAKEOVER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PftA8DWHJ7M
"ARGHHHH!!! NOOOO!!!!" Justine's anguished cry filled the arena as she clung to her determination to overcome the former World Champion. However, the stark reality of her situation soon dawned on her. With most of her limbs ensnared and only one good arm left, she found herself in a predicament with little recourse. The only viable option to spare herself from further agony was to tap out, a realization that began to overshadow her initial resolve. Indeed, after enduring a grueling ten seconds of relentless agony, Freeborne finally succumbed. She tapped the mat emphatically, shouting, "GII..GIVE UP!" as a plea for mercy from the unrelenting submission hold.
DING! DING! DING!
"Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner of the match, via submission, DAYNA ERZA!”
With the official decision declared, The Corporate Crusher released the hold, allowing Justine a moment of reprieve. However, Dayna wasn't finished making a statement. She extended her victorious arm, commanding the referee to raise it in triumph, all while placing a boot on top of the defeated blonde's head as a final act of dominance.
As the crowd booed in the background, Erza stood tall in the center of the ring, a triumphant glint in her eyes. She snatched the microphone from a ringside crew member, her gaze fixated on the camera. "You see that?" Dayna exclaimed, her voice cutting through the arena. "That's what happens when you step into the ring with me. There's no escaping the inevitable."
She pointed at Freeborne, who was still recovering on the mat. "This is the fate of anyone who thinks they can challenge me. I am not just a former World Champion; I am a force that cannot be stopped. Remember this moment, everyone, because it's a preview of what's to come. Dayna Erza is back to reorganize the hierarchy."
"...and I will be on top!" Dayna dropped the microphone, her expression unwavering as she exited the ring, leaving Justine to absorb the weight of her defeat.
He paused for a moment to let the crowd process this information, which they did with a great deal of jeering. Once they'd had their say he resumed his duties. “Introducing our first candidate, hailing from Paraburdoo, Western Australia, she stands five feet nine inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and forty-five pounds. Please welcome back to the FAWN Arena... JUSTINE FREEBORNE!”
Plenty of those assembled were already making noise, but the rest of them joined in when the speakers burbled static and kicked off the unmistakable opening riff to AC/DC’s ‘Thunderstruck’. In time with the first ‘thun-DER’, the Powerhouse of Paraburdoo stepped through the curtain for the first time in more than six years. Sure didn't seem like it though, as the Girl from Oz received a raucous pop for which she thanked Orlando with a beaming smile and brawny double bicep flex. The response just got that much crazier when she pumped the guns and a dual burst of blue and white pyro exploded from the top of the ‘Tron to BOOM overhead.
JUSTINE FREEBORNE:
For tonight's return against the Boardroom Baroness Justine wore a sporty turquoise bikini with a chunky white belt snugged around her hips. The belt matched her pads and boots, the latter emblazoned with 'Freeborne!' running down the back from calf to heel. Starting down the ramp even as the camera trundled up to meet her, the veteran blonde tipped the world and wink and said, “Open challenges never end well, girlie. Tonight you're gonna learn that the hard way.” Then she broke into a sprint that took her all the way to the edge of the squared circle whereupon reaching she dove under the bottom rope and popped to one knee in the center of the canvas. Rising to her full height shortly thereafter she strolled over to the nearest corner and hopped onto the second rope to urge even more noise from the capacity crowd. Hopping down once they'd obliged her, she shared a fist bump with Al Carpenter before offering her elbows and knees for final inspection.
"And introducing her opponent, hailing from Tel Aviv, Israel, she stands at five feet ten inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and thirty-seven pounds. She is The Executrix, DAYNA ERZA!”
The fans erupted into a mix of boos and scattered applause, acknowledging the presence of the Boardroom Baroness. The spotlight continued to follow Dayna Erza, casting an imposing silhouette that seemed to tower over the entire arena. The 'Tron flickered once more, displaying her name in bold, silver letters against a backdrop of tall ivory towers and money rain. The crowd understood they were in the presence of a force to be reckoned with.
As the music faded, the lights returned, revealing Dayna in all her silver-clad glory. The anticipation in the air was palpable; it was not just a wrestling match about to unfold but a calculated corporate takeover. Dayna, with her arms still outstretched, brought them down in a sharp, authoritative motion, signaling that her boardroom now extended to the wrestling ring.
DAYNA ERZA:
The commentary team underscored the brunette's aura by detailing her transition from the corporate world to the wrestling scene. The Corporate Headhunter had arrived, and the wrestling landscape was about to witness the intersection of business acumen and in-ring prowess.
Amidst the theatrical display, Dayna Erza remained utterly indifferent to her opponent, a visual manifestation of the sheer disregard she held for the blonde in the far corner. Stationed in her corner, Dayna signaled for the referee to approach.
"Who is—Actually, never mind. You can leave now," she declared, the nonchalant dismissal emphasizing her conviction that she did not need to know.
Not pleased by the former champion's brazen arrogance, Justine called, "The name's Freeborne, priss! Memorize it now so you have an answer when they asked who kicked your ass.”
Unswayed by Freeborne's defiant words, Erza simply tilted her head and offered a sardonic smile. "Remembering names has never been my weakness. But feel free to entertain yourself with delusions. It won't change the outcome." Dayna retorted, her tone dripping with unwavering confidence.
Though clearly enjoying and appreciative of the attention shown her by the FAWNatics, Justine's eyes never left the Executrix and she wasted no time storming the center of the ring once the bell sounded. As for Dayna, she hung back for a moment to better observe the returning blonde but she certainly didn't make Freeborne wait long for the pleasure of her company.
“The confidence you exude is appreciated.” Erza noted as she closed on the Australian. “Unfortunately I believe you will find the landscape of FAWN much changed since your initial time herNNNGGGGHHH!”
Justine CRACKED Dayna across the chest with a Knife-Edge Chop stiff enough to stop the former World Champion in her tracks! Seemingly unintimidated by Erza's aura, Freeborne pounced and caught the brunette in a Side Headlock that had Dayna gnashing her teeth as her temple was ground against the point of her foe's hip.
“Not so different that I can't pick out a bully a mile away.” the blonde huffed as she tried to grind Erza's ears off the side of her head. “And that's what you are, luv. Just a bully who demands respect without ever earning NGH!” Erza THWHAPPED a Forearm Smash across the other wrestler's lower back, then put a hand to the same spot and pushed hard enough to shoot Freeborne into the rop—NO! Justine started in the direction Dayna had intended but she didn't relinquish the Headlock and ground to a halt after only a few steps! “Don't think so, girlie.” the blonde shot up on tiptoe, then sank to one knee while still craaaaaaaaaaaaannnking Dayna's noggin in the Headlock. “You want out of here? You're gonna have to work harder than NGH! NGH! NGH! EERRRGGHHHH!”
Erza answered the challenge with a trifecta of Forearm Smashes across the lower back, then snatched hold of Freeborne's waistband and pulled up as hard as she could! The wedgie forced Justine up on tiptoe again and while it didn't actually break the Headlock, it created enough wiggle room for Dayna to pull her head free with an audible 'pop!' Straightening up the instant she was loose, the brunette brought her right hand whipping up over and down to CRACK! Freeborne between the shoulders with a nasty Overhand Slap. This she followed with an equally derisive shove, Erza sending the mincing hardbody stumbling into the ropes to gather her bearings.
“Know your place, Freeborne.” Dayna growled as she rolled her neck to alleviate some of the Headlock's strain. “The uninformed rabble may consider you a legitimate challenge to my supremacy, but we both know you're a lifetime subordinaHHRRRGGGHHHH!” Back to the Executrix with both hands on the top rope, Justine hopped onto the second strand and leapt off, the Aussie powerhouse twisting 'round in mid-air to THWHACK her right foot across Dayna's forehead in a gorgeous Springboard Roundhouse!
SPRINGBOARD ROUNDHOUSE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=8z1vNzB_PAo
Erza whipped around and crumpled to one knee much to the delight of the FAWNatics, though Justine looked less pleased as she'd expected such a solid blow to put the brunette flat on her back. Nevertheless she grabbed a double handful of hair and hauled the other Destroyer upright, then got another raucous roar from the crowd when she slipped an arm between Erza's legs and muscled her onto her shoulders in a Fireman's Carry! Hooking her other arm over the base of Dayna's neck, Freeborne pointed herself at a corner on the far side of the ring and broke into a run! She'd made it less than halfway to her destination when Erza crooked her right arm into a 'V' and jabbed the point of her elbow into the side of Justine's head no less than half a dozen times! That was more than enough to slow the blonde's roll and a bit more wriggling from the Boardroom Baroness ensured she slid down the Australian's back none the worse for wear.
Insulted by the blonde's blatant encroachment, Erza made a point to slap Freeborne across the back of the head before she grabbed a shoulder and spun her in a half circ—“NNGGH!”
Justine met her with a quick Headbutt to the bridge of Dayna's nose that made her whole world go white for a split-second! “What's wrong, priss?” she taunted the wobbled brunette. “You're whining like you've never been in a fight bef—RRRGGGGHH!”
Dayna hooked her left arm around the back of Justine's head and bent her over double just to THWHAP a European Uppercut into the blonde's jaw! Freeborne rocked back on her heels without going down so Erza measured the shot, then stepped forward and whipped her right leg up to THWHACK Justine's jaw with a Big Boot!
The resultant shiver that ran up her leg told Dayna the blonde should have hit the deck like a felled tree, yet somehow Freeborne spun / staggered away from the collision to end up slumped in the corner with her arms draped over the top rope. “You appear to be one of the recalcitrant few that need respect beaten into them, Ms. Freeborne.” Erza grumbled as she turned around and headed for the other side of the ring. “Luckily for you I'm in a generous mood this evening.”
This assertion was still leaving her lips when the Executrix spun on her heel and raced at Freeborne's corner, those long, dangerous legs burning up the distance so she could lower one shoulder and launch off her back foot for a huge Spe—“NGGGHH!”
Justine didn't have time to get out of the way so she brought both knees up into the brunette's forehead at just the right moment! What would've otherwise been a gut-churning Spear turned out little more than a discombobulated Shoulderblock, one Freeborne shrugged off in the second Erza got straightened up by the collision. Legs still raised, the blue-clad blonde set her feet against Dayna's chest and shoved her off with a Mule Kick strong enough to ensure the brunette was stepping in fence-post holes even if she never truly lost her footing. “Oh yeah, you're a strong one alight.” Freeborne admitted as she boosted herself onto the second rope. “That's gonna make this even more fun.” With Erza still working to catch her balance, Justine sprang off the middle rope and dove straight at the woozy former World Champion. Dayna saw her coming and looked up just in time to see Freeborne hook an arm across her chest. Then the Australian battler locked her hands against the nape of Erza's neck and swooped around in a half circle, Justine putting all of her hundred and forty so pounds into whipping herself backward so Dayna was torn from her moorings and THWHAMMED down flat on her face!
DEAD CALM @ 00:05
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CI4_9qnCH_U
Justine called that Diving Reverse STO 'Dead Calm' which was really a misnomer considering the crowd was anything but when she shoveled Dayna onto her back and hooked both legs, the returning blonde brazenly pointing the other Destroyer's buns into the rafters for a count of...
ONE...
TWO...
Dayna kicked out, not quite simultaneous with 'TWO', but not close enough to 'THREE!' to classify it as a near-fall. Justine treated Al Carpenter to a questioning look but that was about it, she'd done enough scouting ahead of this match to know the Executrix wasn't going to go down easy.
“I like you down here on the mat.” she told Dayna even as she rolled the big brunette onto her stomach. “A little scuffing looks good on an office drone like you.”
“Hhhrrhhh... I am no drone you impudent twit.” Erza growled as she tried to clear her head. “I'm the most dangerous woman on this roster, if not this planRRRGGGHHHH!”
Seemingly unimpressed by the bravado, Justine laid claim to Erza's left ankle and folded her lower leg up toward her back while kneeling behind the prone battler. “What was that?” Freeborne had her right forearm draped over Erza's ankle and her left cinched beneath the Israeli wrestler's calf, the blonde gripping her own right bicep to maintain pressure on the painful hold. “You're the most dangerous woman in the world, you say? I would've guessed most flexible!”
'Ooooooohhhh's!' from the Heartbroken revelers as Justine leaned forward, an adjustment that put Dayna's sole much closer to the back of her head! “What do you say, Dayna?” Al crouched beside his charges to check on the situation. “Need me to call for the bell?”
“Never!” Erza scoffed. “This doesn't even rise to the level of an inconvenience. It's merely a trifRRGGGHH!”
Freeborne forced Dayna to deliver a rude kick to her own head, then braced the brunette's shin against her right bicep so she could maintain the strain while freeing her hands to collect Erza's chin. Smiling even as she heard Dayna curse in disgust, Freeborne craaaaaaaaaanked up on the Chinlock while leeeeeeeeeening forward on that trapped leg to give the Executrix a painful taste of the Crab Clutch!
CRAB CLUTCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=4x_kT6yslUs
“Sure you're ok?” Justine set her right thigh against Dayna's left and jostled in place to add even more pain to that crooked leg. “Sounds to me like you're in a good deal of trouble, gi--” Freeborne's smile fell away when Erza reached up and back in search of the blonde's long ponytail. “Pull my hair, I'll pull yours twice as hard.” Justine warned. “I mean it, priss. You've done enough bullying, it's time you had a taste of your own medicine.”
“Grrrhhhh...I promise it won't be you who administers such a dose, Freeborne.” Abandoning her tugging efforts, Dayna smacked her hands against the mat and started to drag their combined weight across the canvas. The going was slower than she would've liked and the constant strain on her left leg was troublesome, yet in less than thirty seconds she grabbed hold of the bottom rope and demanded, “BREAK!”
Justine shook her head 'no'. “I think you should ask nicely.” To emphasize the point she wrenched even harder on the Chinlock, her defiance of the rules earning a stern count from Al. Breaking the hold at 'FOUR!' Justine stood up and backed into the center of the squared circle while Dayna pulled herself out onto the floor to recuperate and regroup following the blonde's obnoxiously strong start.
The Executrix maintained a watchful eye on Freeborne as she paced along the ringside. Her strategic mind was at work, not simply focused on her opponent but also signaling to the referee to ensure he did his job controlling the situation. With a subtle gesture, Dayna communicated her intentions, urging Al to keep Justine away from the ropes as she made her return to the ring.
The competitors circled one other, and Dayna, adopting a grappling stance, extended her hands, suggesting a Test of Strength. Justine accepted the invitation and reached out. However, Dayna's intentions took a duplicitous turn.
As Justine moved in to engage in the Test, Dayna swiftly pivoted, delivering a calculated boot to Justine's midsection! As Dayna seized the upper hand after her unexpected maneuver, she taunted Justine with a sly smile and some words of wisdom. "In the boardroom or the ring, better get used to being outmaneuvered." Erza, showing no mercy, seized Justine by her blonde locks, and yanked her to a vertical position. The Executrix followed up with a relentless barrage of forearm smashes, each strike reverberating through the arena, leaving Justine rocked and reeling. Grabbing Justine by her wrist, Dayna whipped her across the ring, trailing closely behind her until they reached the center of the ring.
Dayna tried to take Freeborne's head off with a Clothesline but the Australian ducked under the swinging arm and hit the ropes where she came from. Justine attempted a Clothesline of her own but Dayna ducked under as well, shuffling behind Justine and trapping her in a Waistlock. Erza attempted to execute a German Suplex on Freeborne, but the resilient Australian managed to thwart the maneuver by fluttering her legs in the air. Undeterred, Dayna swiftly adapted, transitioning into a basic amateur wrestling slam. The forceful impact drove Justine onto her stomach, and Dayna, utilizing her own weight, kept control over her opponent on the canvas.
Executing a flawless display of technical skill, Erza transitioned into a Front Facelock, bringing both herself and Freeborne back to a vertical position. To further wear down her opponent, Dayna delivered a series of Kneelifts to Justine's body. With precision and strength, she then seized Justine by the waistband, hoisting her into the air effortlessly. The Israeli Powerhouse showcased her raw power as she slammed Justine back-first into the canvas with a commanding Suplex!
SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=DPxbjIs7wYM
The Executrix floated over and hooked the blonde's leg for the...
ONE!
TWO!
Justine displayed resilience as she defiantly kicked out of the pin-fall attempt at the count of 'TWO'! Maintaining her dominance, Dayna Erza showcased brazen aggression by lifting her opponent off the canvas and bullying her into the corner, driving a series of knee strikes into Freeborne's midsection, aimed to wear down her opponent and maintain control over the match. Erza whipped Justine across to the opposite corner. Swiftly closing the distance, The Executrix delivered a powerful Kneelift to Justine's stomach upon reaching the buckles. And as the blonde staggered out of the corner, the former World Champion plucked her off feet and executed a spectacular spin in midair before driving the blonde wrestler's back onto Dayna's raised knee.
TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OvV5LP3sOI
"UGH!" The blonde clutched her back in agony as she rolled off Dayna's knee and Dayna swiftly rolled Justine onto her back, covering her for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOO!!!
Justine managed to kick out just in the nick of time, denying Dayna the satisfaction of quick victory. "Should have stayed down for the count Ms. Freeborne, that's my kindest offer to anyone yet." Dayna cooed.
"Hah, is that all you've got to offer, girlie?" Justine replied defiantly, hiding the pain with a false smile. Dayna smirked, clearly unfazed by Justine's retort.
"Very well." she dragged the Australian back to the center of the ring and draped one of the blonde's legs over her shoulders while sitting onto Justine's lower back, deliberately targeting her opponent's spine. The blonde winced in pain, feeling the strain on her vertebrae. The audience watched in anticipation as Erza aimed to wear down her opponent strategically. The Australian wrestler's resilience was put to the test as the Boardroom Baroness maintained control in the center of the ring.
STRETCH MUFFLER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=IHR1aG4UDw0
As Justine's hand inched away from the canvas, Al swiftly dropped into a sprawl to assess if the blonde wrestler was on the verge of submitting. "URGHH!!! NOO!!!" Justine tightened her fist and pounded the mat, determinedly crawling toward the ropes despite the searing pain she endured.
"Offer rescinded, Ms Freeborne." Dayna, with a growl, leaned farther back, intensifying the contortion on Justine's lower back, making it clear that any mercy she might have considered was now off the table.
Justine, against the odds, summoned the strength to reach out and graze the ropes with her fingertips. "BREAK! BREAK!" she yelled, urgently pleading with the referee to intervene and end the hold.
Erza seemed disinclined to honor the break until Freeborne lurched forward and wrapped a hand around the bottom rope. Even then it took Carpenter clearing his throat before she even glanced in the official's direction. “Yes?” she asked blandly.
“Break the hold, Dayna.”
“Remind me, how many seconds do I have?”
Al refrained from sighing and he certainly didn't roll his eyes, instead he cleared his throat and tolled off, “ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR...”
Dayna tossed the blonde's bent leg aside and got to her feet, the former World Champion strolling to the center of the ring while Justine dragged herself under the bottom rope to the (relative) safety of the apron. Not quite trusting the official to provide much of a buffer between herself and the Executrix, Freeborne grabbed hold of the middle rope in both hands and used it to pull herself up high enough to secure the top rope, all while being careful to keep as much weight off her strained leg as possible. Sighing with relief when she was once again vertical, Justine flexed her aching knee and—Dayna juked around Al at top speed and hurled herself at the ropes, the towering brunette hunching forward to explode off her back foot with a Spea—NO!
Freeborne twisted aside like a bull fighter, leaving Erza to shoot through the gap between the top and middle rop—“NNNNGGGGGHHH!”
'Oooooooooohhhhh!' from the Heartbroken masses when Freeborne shot forward and THWHUNKED her good knee into the side of Dayna's skull!
The perfectly-placed Knee Trembler stole all of Erza's momentum and left her hanging dishrag limp over the second strand, a position she occupied until Justine grabbed a Front Facelock and twisted around so they were back to back, Dayna somewhere halfway between a crouch and a kneel with the nape of her neck snug against the blonde's right should—Freeborne hopped forward to land in a seat on the apron while the Boardroom Baroness had her neck TWANGED violently against the rubber-coated steel!
NECKBREAKER ON ROPES:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPA1OdU9MQA
Erza was snapped forward with a vicious case of whiplash, the brunette coming down on her back with both arms strapped across the back of her head and her feet pointed toward the outside. Helping herself to Erza's shins a moment thereafter, Justine gave those long limbs a tug, then stepped back and swung 'em away with enough force to spin Dayna around so that her head hung off the apro— “NNNNGGGGGHH!”
Justine clubbed her adversary across the chest with a heavy Overhead Forearm, then did it twice more to make sure even the fans in the cheap seats heard the THWHAP of blonde on brunette violence!
Dayna was understandably woozy from the Neckbreaker, but she hadn't lost track of her spot in the ring which was why it didn't take her very long to hook an arm around the bottom rope. “Break!” she demanded at once. “Get away from me at once, I'm in the ropHHRRGGH!”
More groans of sympathetic anguish from the FAWNatics when Freeborne pumped her good knee into the back of the other Destroyer's skull! “Get her out of the ropes, Justine.” Al chided over the noise of the crowd. “That was a legitimate break.”
“It was!” the blonde agreed. “So's this.”
Plunging her hands in Erza's hair, Freeborne hoisted her adversary to a seat on the apron, then twisted around and reached over one shoulder with both hands to better cup the brunette's chin. Too stunned to adequately gauge the amount of peril she currently faced, Erza still reached for the strands in hopes of buying some precious separat—Justine stepped forward until Dayna's butt was entirely clear of the apron, then she laid out on her back and brought Erza along for the ride, the Executrix just THWHUMPING against the thinly-padded floor as victim of another big Neckbreaker!
NECKBREAKER FROM APRON TO FLOOR:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6qshyI3eVkI
Erza hit hard and immediately rolled onto her stomach, all semblance of strategy seemingly forgotten in the effort to thin the fog in her aching skull. Things were still quite murky when Justine snatched on at trunks and tresses and hauled Dayna upright, the ensuing sting of the wedgie almost enough to distract her from those concussive collisions. Didn't stop Freeborne from slinging her back into the ring though, especially not after the veteran spun 'round in a half circle to put a little more 'oomph' on the toss. Hanging back just long enough to confirm where Erza came to a stop, Justine hopped onto the apron and worked some kinks from her sore leg before hurrying to the corner where she ascended to the high rent district. The capacity crowd stood tall as Freeborne did the same, Freeborne raising her arms high and wide to coax as much noise as possible. On that cacophonous din she leapt out into the lights, the Australian powerhouse crunching in on herself only to stretch out full length to ensure she was taut as a bowstring when she THAWHAMMED down on Dayna's fluttering midsection!
FROG SPLASH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CujzuZzNTrw
The Frog Splash sent both of the brunette's legs shooting straight up and Freeborne was right there to catch 'em in a pinning predicament long enough to keep the other Destroyer down for a count of...
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOO!!!
Dayna barely kicked out with half a heartbeat to spare! The resilience of the former World Champion was on full display as the referee's hand hovered just above the canvas for the two-count. Justine, sensing an opportunity, forcefully brought the dazed Israeli back to her feet. A series of sharp knees to the gut softened Dayna up before a forceful whip sent her into the distant corner with a resounding THUD. The Executrix, recovering quickly, discerned Justine's intentions as she gathered momentum and charged with a rallying war cry. In a deft move, Dayna rolled out of the corner just in time, defying the Australian's plan and leaving Freeborne crashing into the turnbuckles with her own momentum.
Clutching her chest after emerging from the corner, Freeborne found herself walking straight into a stiff European Uppercut that sent her backpedaling into the very corner she had crashed into moments prior. A relentless Dayna followed up with two more punishing European Uppercuts before dragging Freeborne along the ropes and sending her hurtling down the center of the squared circle with a powerful whip.
As Freeborne valiantly ducked under Dayna's looming Clothesline, she swiftly retaliated with a resounding slap across The Corporate Crusher's face. The unexpected strike left Dayna momentarily stunned, creating an opening for Freeborne. Taking advantage of the situation, Freeborne strategically backed into the ropes, building momentum for a counterattack. With a burst of speed, she charged toward Dayna, only to be met with a surprising move. The Israeli Powerhouse, displaying agility and strength, expertly launched Freeborne into the air by her hips. Helplessly suspended, Freeborne endured a thunderous descent, culminating in a devastating European Uppercut from The Corporate Crusher that turned her world upside down!
POP-UP EUROPEAN UPPERCUT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPBXmmnu74Q
Erza executed a swift cover, draping herself over the Australian...
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOO!!!
Justine kicked out with determination, surprising Erza. Frustrated, Dayna wasted no time and pulled Freeborne back to her feet, setting her up for a power move to regain control of the match. The Corporate Crusher lifted the heavyweight Australian onto one shoulder and marched towards the corner. With an impressive display of strength, Dayna executed a thunderous Power Slam, driving Justine into the canvas with authority.
RUNNING POWERSLAM
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hN8M8Wn3Lw4
Justine winced in anguish, her body absorbing the impact of the ruthless Power Slam with the pain etched across her face. The Corporate Crusher swiftly dragged her opponent toward the corner, signaling that she had more punishing maneuvers in store. Before ascending to higher altitudes, Erza lifted Freeborne by her hair, asserting dominance with a disrespectful slap that echoed across the arena.
"Looks like you're in for a rough landing, Ms. Freeborne. Get ready for a plummet straight into defeat!" Erza taunted and shoved Freeborne and made her way to the top ropes. As she carefully balanced on the ropes, Justine, fueled by a surge of determination, swiftly regained her footing and, with a burst of energy, knocked Dayna off her precarious perch on the ropes!
"URGH!!!" Dayna grunt as she sat on the top rope, giving some time for Justine to catch her breath.
Recognizing the perilous situation, Justine ascended to join her adversary on the top rope, securing her instep under the middle ropes. Dayna, sensing the impending danger, attempted to break free with a series of stiff Back Elbows to Justine's face. However, the determined blonde powered through the pain, ultimately hurling Dayna forcefully back into the mat from the precarious height!
SPIDER GERMAN SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=X0rRvxWgSQE
As Dayna crashed down to the canvas from the German Suplex off the top rope, a stunned silence briefly enveloped the arena. The impact rattled through The Boardroom Baroness, leaving her momentarily shell-shocked. Her usually confident demeanor was replaced by a mix of surprise and pain, as the force of the maneuver took a toll on her.
Grabbing the top rope, Justine undid her feet from the middle ropes and returned to the mat with an elegant back-flip before diving down to cover Dayna for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOO!!!
Dayna kicked out dangerously close to the three count, displaying resilience and determination despite the devastating German Suplex The look of disbelief painted across Justine's face mirrored the astonishment of the audience. The near-fall had defied her expectations, and the realization that Dayna was not an opponent to be taken lightly settled in.
Sensing a moment of respite, Dayna wisely rolled out of the ring, seeking a breather and a strategic advantage. The ringside area provided her with a temporary sanctuary where she could regroup, recover, and devise a plan to turn the situation around.
The action spilled outside the ring as Justine pursued Dayna to the ringside area. The two fierce competitors engaged in a heated brawl, exchanging punches and strikes amidst the cheers and jeers of the electrified audience. The ringside area became the battleground with neither woman willing to yield an inch. The referee, struggling to regain control, desperately called for them to bring the fight back into the ring, but the animosity between Erza and Freeborne seemed too intense to be contained within the squared circle. Left with no choice, the referee threw his arm in the air as he started to count.
The stalemate raged until Al reached 'FIVE!' on his count, that's when Dayna blocked an incoming Forearm from the Australian and immediately retaliated with a Broadside Kneelift across Freeborne's tummy. Catching hold of the blonde's wrist when Justine started to double up, Erza shoved her adversary back with a shoulder to the sternum, then dropped her hips and flung Justine down the narrow aisle toward the steel steps! The satisfaction on Dayna's face said she knew exactly how this journey would end which was why she was so disgusted when Freeborne reached out with both hands and 'smecked' them against the top step to halt her progress without slamming into the ste—Erza wasn't about to tolerate such a gentle stop for her opponent so she sprinted after the blonde and cocked back her right arm with every intention of smashing a Clothesline across the base of her sku—THWHAP! Justine felt her coming and lashed out with a quick Back Kick that skewered the brunette's navel!
Dayna grunted and stumbled away, momentarily too short of breath to consider her opponent's next move. That was fine though, Justine already knew exactly what was coming as evidenced by how quickly she hopped up onto the top step. Glancing over one shoulder to confirm that Erza was still in range, she dipped into a deep crouch and launched herself out into a gorgeous Moonsault that bore down on Dayna like—'OOOHHHHHHH!' from the FAWNatics when the Executrix straightened up and shifted position just enough to catch Justine gut-first atop her right shoulder! Barely missing a beat, the brunette wrapped her arms around the blonde's waist, then muscled her off and dropped to one knee to THAWHUMP Justine's abs down across the plank of her attacker's thigh!
TILT-A-WHIRL GUTBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=L408oGc-FJk
Freeborne made an awful retching sound and would've tumbled away from Erza if the brunette hadn't grabbed her by trunks and tresses and hoisted her upright. Yanking on both grips elicited a yelp and inflicted a wedgie while simultaneously gifting the Boardroom Baroness more than enough leverage to sling her foe under the bottom rope. Dayna would've allowed herself a bit more time to enjoy the end of the skirmish but Carpenter had made it to 'SEVENTEEN!' so rather than linger she hopped onto the apron and hustled to the nearest corner where she climbed into the high rent district.
Pivoting around to face the crowd, Erza took a moment to confirm the purchase was steady before rising to her full height. “Ms. Freeborne is talented enough, I suppose.” she called out over the sea of faces. “But once again her failure proves there is simply no substitution for the Executrix.” On that domineering note she crouched down and exploded backward, the Destroyer showing some Flyweight quality ups as she soared through a floaty Moonsault that brought every bit of her hundred and forty pounds THAWHAMMING down across the Australian's midsection!
MOONSAULT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2wtAhoOC6KQ
Justine spasmed under the impact and flopped to one side but Dayna just shoved her back and knee on her tummy and a hand on her chin while Al Carpenter counted off...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Freeborne kicked out with a heartbeat to spare, a show of resilience that earned her a roar from the FAWNatics and nothing but furious incredulity from the Corporate Crusher!
“What's the meaning of this?” she barked at the official. “That was a three count, how dare you waste my time with such lackadaisical nonsense!”
“It was only two, Dayna.” the zebra countered. “Next time perhaps consider hooking a leg, maybe even both.”
Dayna wasn't about to take such brazen advice from an idiot, instead she stalked back to Justine, grabbed a double handful of hair and hauled her to boot-leather. No wasted time now, she slipped 'round behind the blonde and hunkered down just enough to thread her right arm through Freeborne's thighs. In the next instant she hooked her left hand over Justine's chin and boosted her up across her shoulders for a Torture Rack that would inevitably lead to the Erza Hamm—Dayna went up on tiptoe and laid out on her left side to dump Justine on the back of her head and neck—NOOOOO! Freeborne must've sensed the move coming because she managed to somersault clear of the free fall to land on one knee while Dayna THUMPED down hard on her hip!
Even so, she sat up almost at once and—THWHACK! The Australian tagged her with a Basement Super Kick that knocked Erza flat on her back in a glassy-eyed sprawl!
Dayna was much slower to shake off that counterattack, indeed she hadn't moved much at all when Freeborne plunged both hands into the former World Champion's dark hair and scraped her off the canvas. “You've got a real big mouth, girlie.” Justine freed one hand from Dayna's locks to give her cheek a condescending pat that earned loud cheers from the crowd. “Tonight's the night it finally got you in serious trouble.”
“Yuuuuuhhhh... you're hardly trouble, Ms. Freeborne.” Erza grunted. “You barely register as an inconvenHHHRRGGHH!”
Freeborne went low, wrapped her arms around the brunette's upper thighs and muscled her high into the air! In the same breath she tromped over to the nearest set of strands, then twisted around and dropped backward to TWANG Dayna's throat across the rubber-coated steel!
The Hot Shot didn't take Erza off her feet, but those usually steely stems looked as uncertain as a newborn foal when Justine doubled over and stuffed her left shoulder into the Israeli Powerhouse's belly. Cinching her arms around Erza's thighs when the brunette doubled over atop her back, Freeborne straightened up to transform Dayna into a backpack, one she secured even tighter by hooking her left arm around the back of Erza's noggin. With the brunette bundled and seemingly helpless, Justine treated herself to a few tromping steps, then went up on tiptoe and dropped to one knee to THAWHUNK the back of Dayna's skull atop the bony dagger!
AIR RAID CRASH NECKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=elKbLhi4cso
Left well and truly Thunderstruck by the ARC Neckbreaker, the Executrix offered nothing more than a soft moan when Justine swung a leg over and sat down in a Reverse Face Sit that engulfed the former champ from nose to chin! The capacity crowd only got louder when Justine leaned forward, hooked her legs behind the big brunette's knees and folded her up into a Reverse Matchbook good for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOO!!!
Erza kicked out of the near fall with less than half a second to spare! Sensing victory was close, Justine seized the momentum and quickly transitioned to her next offensive move. The Australian peeled the woozy brunette from the canvas and sent her backpedaling into the ropes. Freeborne followed Dayna back to the center, gearing up for a Clothesline to take her down but Dayna ducked under the oncoming attack and followed through into the ropes where she was launched from. Utilizing the rebound off the ropes, Dayna gained momentum and caught Freeborne off guard with a stiff and impactful Spear that sent the Australian crashing to the canvas.
SPEAR
www.youtube.com/watch?v=A_uW7EcPgfY
Freeborne curled up in agony after absorbing the force of the Spear. Despite the impact, Dayna couldn't immediately capitalize with a cover because she was still reeling from the previous exchange. Instead, The Corporate Crusher opted to crawl towards the corner, nursing the back of her neck as she did so. From there, she patiently observed her opponent's ascent, planning to launch another devastating Spear to secure the victory. Freeborne slowly climbed to all fours, swaying unsteadily in the center of the ring, only to be met with Dayna charging toward her once more. Reacting on instinct, Justine lifted her knee in an attempt to halt Dayna's momentum, but the Israeli Powerhouse skillfully halted herself and seized Freeborne's extended leg.
Hobbling on one leg, Freeborne found herself swiftly taken down to the mat with a decisive leg sweep. Panic flashed across the Australian's face as Erza efficiently seized her other leg, folding them into a 'figure four' position. Flailing arms betrayed Freeborne's desperate attempts to escape. Dayna stepped over Freeborne's right arm, further restricting her movements. The Executrix smoothly twisted The Australian's body to her side, seamlessly transitioning into a leg-trapped Armbar while bending Justine's vulnerable spine in a Cloverleaf submission!
HOSTILE TAKEOVER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PftA8DWHJ7M
"ARGHHHH!!! NOOOO!!!!" Justine's anguished cry filled the arena as she clung to her determination to overcome the former World Champion. However, the stark reality of her situation soon dawned on her. With most of her limbs ensnared and only one good arm left, she found herself in a predicament with little recourse. The only viable option to spare herself from further agony was to tap out, a realization that began to overshadow her initial resolve. Indeed, after enduring a grueling ten seconds of relentless agony, Freeborne finally succumbed. She tapped the mat emphatically, shouting, "GII..GIVE UP!" as a plea for mercy from the unrelenting submission hold.
DING! DING! DING!
"Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner of the match, via submission, DAYNA ERZA!”
With the official decision declared, The Corporate Crusher released the hold, allowing Justine a moment of reprieve. However, Dayna wasn't finished making a statement. She extended her victorious arm, commanding the referee to raise it in triumph, all while placing a boot on top of the defeated blonde's head as a final act of dominance.
As the crowd booed in the background, Erza stood tall in the center of the ring, a triumphant glint in her eyes. She snatched the microphone from a ringside crew member, her gaze fixated on the camera. "You see that?" Dayna exclaimed, her voice cutting through the arena. "That's what happens when you step into the ring with me. There's no escaping the inevitable."
She pointed at Freeborne, who was still recovering on the mat. "This is the fate of anyone who thinks they can challenge me. I am not just a former World Champion; I am a force that cannot be stopped. Remember this moment, everyone, because it's a preview of what's to come. Dayna Erza is back to reorganize the hierarchy."
"...and I will be on top!" Dayna dropped the microphone, her expression unwavering as she exited the ring, leaving Justine to absorb the weight of her defeat.