HL: “Ladies and gentlemen…”  Heather flashes that impossibly sweet smile to the crowd as her potent voice carries her words across the arena.  “…our next match is a Boston Street Fight set for one fall!  In this match there are no disqualifications, no count-outs and falls count anywhere!”

 

::The lights begin to fade, going practically to nothing. The song 'Down with the Sickness' by disturbed hit over the PA system. Instruments were heard…:
 

"Can you feel that?"

 

::The instrumentals continued…::

 

"Oh Sh*t"
"Oh Whahahaha"
"Oh Whahahaha"

 

::It continued as Kelsia Vector came from behind the black curtain to look out at the now booing fans. She laughed looking around at them all, Tony and Adrean coming out to stand behind her. Standing there in her ring attire which consisted of black flare pants and a white fitted shirt, both with the KTA logo on them, she smirked at them all. Her hair was pulled back tightly so not to get torn out by her opponent.::

 

"It seems what's left of my human side is slowly changing...in me."

"Looking at my own reflecting when suddenly it changes, VIOLENTLY, it changes...OH NO.
There is no turning back now that you have woken up the DEMON...IN ME!"

 

::Kelsia turned, nodding to the two of them as they departed back stage once more and Kelsia kept an evil smile on her face as she made her way down the ramp, one foot followed by the other until she was down the ramp and coming jump onto the apron and stand in the center of it turning her back so that she was now facing the stage once more. Her hands came out on either side locking with the ropes before she looked left, then right once more.::

 

"Madness is the gift that has been given to me!"


"I can see inside you the sickness is rising, don't try to deny what you feel...It seems that all that was good has died and is decaying, in me"

 

::She flipped back coming to land in the ring just as the next sentence came blaring out.::

 

"Get up come on get down with the sickness, come on get down with the sickness, come on get down with the sickness open up your hate and let it flow into me..."

 

::The words faded as did the instrumentals as Kelsia moved to the far corner jumping on the turnbuckle and taking a seat waiting for the match to get underway.::

 

HL: “Hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 130 pounds…Kelsia Vector!”

 

RJ: “And she sent them to the back before they even made it out onto the stage.  Maybe you’re right and she really is going to keep this one-on-one.”

MS: “You should listen to me once in a while, Robbie.  You might learn something.”

RJ: “Yeah…like how to have the shortest marriage ever.”

 

HL: “And her opponent…”

 

::The arena went black. Images of Alexa and her previous matches hit the screen. Strobes started as a familiar tune played along the PA system. Quick chords of an electric guitar and taps on the cymbals started “Brackish” by Kittie. It was not the prerecorded version of old, though. It was a recording, true, but it was a live version. Alexa popped out from the curtain, as the lead singer Morgan’s voice growled out. She raised her hands. Jumping for a moment, starting to rock out::

“She is not scared to die…
The best things in life drive her to cry…
Crucify then learn!”

::The under growling voice of the lead singer started the chorus as Alexa made her way down the ramp. She went to the fans on each side giving high fives and hugged the occasional child fan. Before she got to the ring, she bolted toward the roped off square. Sliding in under the bottom rope, she came to sit on her knees.::

“Sit and watch me burn…
I’ll take you down, and show you deep inside…
My life, my inner working…”

::Up to her feet, climbing the to the middle rope as the lights came onto the arena. Moving to each post of the ring. Clapping her hands and pointing out to her fans, saying ‘this is for you!’ Cheering them on as the fans throughout the arena cheered her. Jumping down from the last turnbuckle, she went to the middle of the ring. Loosening up her body as she readied for her match. Awaiting the ring of the bell.::

 

HL: “…from Danbury, Connecticut and weighs in at 160 pounds…one half of Obsession…Alexa Rose!”

 

::The bell had yet to stop resonating before the two women collided mid-ring, locking up and immediately trying to get the power advantage.  Alexa was the first to strike, surprising Kelsia with a headbutt and a pair of chops before her opponent retaliated with a rake of the eyes and a trio of stiff elbows to Alexa’s neck and back.  Pressing Alexa’s head against her knee, Kelsia stomped that particular foot on the mat, jarring the woman’s brains with the impact.  Hitting the ropes, she came in from behind for a bulldog but was thrown off.  Landing on her feet and continuing to run towards the ropes, she rebounded and was nearly cut in half by an Alexa spear, after which the aforementioned tried to tenderize her opponent’s face with several hard forearms.  Though Kelsia managed to shimmy from under her Alexa and reach the ropes, there was nothing to stop Alexa.::

 

::Shaking her opponent’s grip off, Kelsia tripped her opponent to the mat and reached in to draw her head under the ropes, planting a few more hard elbows to her chest.  Backing off towards the corner, Kelsia came at her opponent with a big boot but missed when Alexa slid out of the way and rolled out of the ring.  Spinning Kelsia around, Alexa ducked a right hand and instead took her overhead with a Japanese-styled arm drag.  With more room to move around ringside, she was able to back off and measure Kelsia, looking for another spear that ended up taking her into the stairs when Kelsia side-stepped and shoved her forward.::

RJ: “Hard to say who’s more determined to take the other out.  That was the first mistake I’ve seen so far, and even now Alexa is getting to her feet.”

MS: “But she might not be staying up long!  Look at Kelsia ramming her head into the steps!”

 

::The harsh sound of flesh upon steel sounded twice before Alexa caught herself and rocked Kelsia with an elbow to the stomach before trying to reverse the assault.  Grabbing her by the hair, Alexa gave her opponent a wicked head shot on the stairs, sending her back with a hand to her face.  Driving a boot into her unprotected abdominals, Alexa showed off her power with an over-the-knee backbreaker, then by keeping Kelsia in her arms and driving her down to the mat-covered concrete with a body slam.  The impact arched Kelsia’s back and brought a wince to her face, but she fired back with a surprise right hand to Alexa’s jaw when an attempt to lift her was made.::

MS: “Even on her back the woman still fights.  This match is going to take a while, Robbie, considering their stamina and hatred.”

RJ: “They’ve not even begun to fight as dirty as they can get.  When the weapons come out, we’ll all be in for it.”

::On her feet with the help of the announcer’s table, Kelsia landed a kick and tried to pull Alexa into a piledriver, but found herself lifted overhead and nearly onto her back.  Landing deftly on her feet, she hooked in a full-nelson and quickly drove Alexa to the mat with a KV Bomb before rolling on top of her opponent and hooking a leg.  The referee had followed them out and was quickly in position, but the pin only got a two.  Up on her feet, Kelsia leaned into the announce table and drove the boots to Alexa before picking her up and bouncing her head off the wood.::

MS: “Whoa, hey…unless you’re kissing again, take it over there!”

RJ: “For different reasons, I agree!  It’s too early for us to lose our table!”

::Whipping Alexa back-first into the stairs, Kelsia went to the ring apron and threw up the cloth, peering under it for some manner of weapon.  Coming out with a classic black steel chair, she teed off and swung hard at Alexa, who barely rolled away from the steps before steel smacked steel.  The shock of the impact almost made Kelsia drop the chair, but she held on and went for another shot that nearly destroyed the timekeeper’s table when Alexa dodged the bullet again.  On the third attempt, Alexa stopped her with a near low-blow before yanking the furniture out of her hands and driving the top into her stomach followed by a hard strike to her back.  Kelsia dropped to her hands and knees from the impact and Alexa dropped the chair on the mat before pulling her up, looking for a backdrop suplex onto the chair.::

::As she’d done with the reversed piledriver attempt, Kelsia landed on her feet and grabbed Alexa, this time by the head before driving the back of it down to the floor and the chair.  The impact was vicious and Alexa rolled about on the mat holding her head while Kelsia looked down at her with a vicious look in her eyes.  Back to the ring, she searched around under it before she came up with her pipe…the same one she’d used against Alexa weeks ago.  Already fighting her way back up, Alexa’s brief comeback was halted when Kelsia drove the head of the pipe into her stomach.  Bringing the weapon up and around Alexa’s neck, Kelsia pulled back hard as the steel pressed against her opponent’s throat.  The referee tried to admonish Kelsia, but there was little he could do.::

MS: “Ref might as well get a cup of coffee for all he can do here.  We’ll call him back when there’s a pin to be made.”

 

RJ: “Kelsia’s trying to choke the life out of her!  Alexa’s already turning red!”

::It was her strength that allowed her to get out of the grip, pushing the pipe forward and then up and away from her throat.  A hard kick to the back stalled her as she tried to get to her feet, but Alexa still ducked a wild swing and drove her shoulder into Kelsia’s midsection, driving her into the security wall with authority.  The fans’ cheers pumping her up, Alexa lit into her opponent with chops and stiff uppercuts, one of the latter nearly knocking Kelsia over the railing.  But she fought back with her own chops and elbows, the pipe thrown down as the two women lapsed into a messy brawl once again.::

 

::Alexa got the better of the exchange and whipped Kelsia into the barricade near the entryway, but Kelsia took advantage of her opponent’s overzealousness and flipped her over the barrier when she came in for a clothesline.  Much like her opponent had earlier, though, Alexa landed on her feet and grabbed the turned Kelsia by the head, ramming it into the top of the barricade before springing atop it and leveling her with a flying forearm that took both women to the floor at the foot of the ramp.::

RJ: “For someone of her height and power, Alexa can move pretty quickly when she tries.  She rocked Kelsia with that shot to the barricade and the forearm was just a cherry on top.”

MS: “Maybe, but Alexa’s been taking some damage too.  It’s only a matter of time before Kelsia gets the upper hand and puts her down.”

::Brawling their way up the ramp towards the stage set while trading punches and forearms, Kelsia would surprise Alexa with an STO followed by a low dropkick to the head.  She pressed the advantage by pulling Alexa up and whipping her into the set itself.  The steel-framed props had little give and seemed to sap the strength out of Alexa when she collided with them…but it wasn’t enough to keep her out of commission.  A Kelsia rush saw her lifted up into the air and driven straight into the set herself.  Grabbed by the head and hurled off the low-stage to the floor, Kelsia caught herself but couldn’t stop the momentum that sent her careening into the steel guardrail.  Dropping down after her, Alexa stunned her with a kick and a fall-away slam that sent her opponent to bouncing off the concrete floor.::

MS: “At least she managed to ride the drop…but that fall-away slam was vicious!  If Kelsia’s serious about winning, she has to beat Alexa into submission here.”

 

RJ: “Easier said than done, but look at the both of them…they’re already hurting and neither is ready to give up yet.”

::Back up onto the stage, Alexa waited for Kelsia to get to her feet before leaping off with a double axe-handle that drove her back down.  But when she pulled Kelsia up, the woman fought back with a rake of the eyes and an elbow to the jaw before following up with a neckbreaker.  Using the opportunity to set up more punishment, Kelsia would set up a table below the stage, coming back over to Alexa and ramming her head twice into the side of the stage to keep her docile.  A chair shot to the back further exacerbated the situation, but a swift chop to Kelsia’s chest as she lifted the chair for another blow made her drop it.  Taking it up herself, Alexa waffled Kelsia across the head with the weapon, busting her open.::

 

RJ: “First blood for Alexa!  And now she’s rolling Kelsia onto the table and continuing the assault!”

MS: “Whatever that woman has in mind, it can’t be good for Kelsia…”

 

::It seemed to involve climbing back onto the stage and getting a little distance before taking a running start into a somersault dive.  Literally at the last moment, Kelsia rolled off the table and to the floor as her opponent crashed through hard, splintering the table.::

RJ: “A miss!”

 

::Kelsia rose slowly, but still more quickly than Alexa did, and drove hard forearms into her back as she herded the woman towards the back of the arena.  Alexa’s attempts to brawl back were halted by eye rakes and vicious shots against walls and doors by her determined opponent.  As they burst through the doors leading to the backstage area, a new view came from down the hallway, catching sight of Kelsia whipping Alexa into the walls and doors as they made their way deeper into the backstage area.::

MS: “NOW they’re taking advantage of the street right rules!  They should have plenty to play with back there!”

RJ: “Lurking enemies wouldn’t be amiss either, Mitchell, and with a no-DQ rule, nothing’s going to count except the one-two-three!”

 

::Driving Alexa to the floor hard with a vertical suplex, Kelsia left her lying and moved ahead, perhaps seeking a weapon or a new place to cause carnage.  She left Alexa too long, however, and turned back to a pair of hard right hands and a one-way ticket into a vending machine.  The lights within flickered from the impact as Kelsia’s body crashed into it…and when she crumbled to the mat, it actually dispensed a soda.  Taking the can from the tray, Alexa popped the top and took a swig…then slammed the still-full can against her opponent’s bleeding forehead.::

 

RJ: “Here’s one on Alexa for ya, Kelsia!”

MS: “Let’s not get partial here, Robbie!”

 

RJ: “Says you!”

 

::At this point, Kelsia was looking to create some distance.  Soaked in cola and with blood still coming from her forehead, she broke out of Alexa’s grip and hit a low blow to give herself some time.  A weapon seemed to be on her mind as she checked doors in the hallway.  Not so slow to recover as the adrenaline kicked in, Alexa caught up with Kelsia near a windowed door and tried to ram her head through it.  Luckily stopping herself, Kelsia slammed a back elbow to Alexa’s face, knocking her back against the opposite wall.  The short charge seemed to smash the taller woman against the stone slabs, but she’d actually caught Kelsia, though the woman fought her way out of the grip.  Grabbing Alexa by the arm, she whipped her into the door, which cracked the window but didn’t break.  The rush from Kelsia did the job, though, sending both women through the window and into the empty office beyond through a storm of shards.::

::Having gone through back-first, Alexa’s skin was coated with tiny wounds from the breaking glass, though there seemed to be a more prominent one on the back of her head, soaking into her hair slowly.::

MS: “What impact!  These two are going to end up putting each other out before they have a chance to get a win!”

RJ: “Somehow, I doubt they’d try to deny themselves that much, Mitchell!  Hatred can be a powerful motivator…and look!  They’re already up and at it again!”

::Kelsia had Alexa by the hair, dragging her along and out of the room, the two trading blows moment to moment before Kelsia whipped Alexa into the wall again and threw a nearby trash can at her which was barely ducked.  Coming in for a spear, Alexa hoisted Kelsia up and drove her through an empty catering table, dropping both women to the floor hard.  Despite the blood loss and disorientation, Alexa managed to roll onto her opponent for a pin, but only got a long two-count.::

::From there, Alexa picked up a nearby chair and laid into Kelsia with a few blows to the torso before seeing something out of the corner of her eye that backed her off.  Tony and Adrean were coming towards her, looking to stop this assault.  Tony moved to pull Kelsia up while Adrean forced Alexa to keep her distance by getting between them…though the chair-wielding woman seemed to be keeping them at bay as well.  Once Kelsia was up, though, she realized what was going on and demanded a chair of her own.  The moment Tony put it in her hands, though, she rammed the top into his stomach and then slammed it against his back, driving him to the floor.  A hard blow across the head took care of Adrean, and allowed her to turn her attention back to the shocked yet smiling Alexa.  One-on-one, indeed.::

 

RJ: “Okay, you win…I believe her now!  But I think those three are going to have words sooner rather than later!”

 

MS: “Told you that you should’ve listened to me!  And look at them go!  Chair wars!”

::Sounded silly until the moment that both women swung their furniture at the same time, the loud smack of steel on steel echoing through the halls.  Undeterred, though stung from the shockwaves running up their arms, they struck again, and then a third time before Alexa dropped her chair from the impact.  Taking advantage, Kelsia hurled hers directly into Alexa’s face before rushing her and executing a go-behind into another KV Bomb which earned another long two.::

MS: “Almost had her there!  But even taking it on the floor didn’t stop Alexa from kicking out!  Hatred and adrenaline…powerful cocktail there, eh Robbie?”

 

RJ: “Couldn’t agree more, but another impact like that might end one of these two for a while…they have to decide which is more important: vengeance or victory.”

 

MS: “My vote’s on the latter.  I don’t think they really care who wins…”

 

::Drawn up, Alexa pushed away from a Kelsia piledriver attempt and tried to get upright.  Backed off, Kelsia came at her with serious momentum and found herself pressed over her opponent’s head briefly before being driven down face-first through a table.  Practically collapsing into the pin, Alexa hooked both legs and managed a long two-count.  The ref’s hand actually seemed to hit the floor for the third time, but was just a hair short.  Frustrated, Alexa pulled her rival up and began lacing into her with chops again, backing her towards the hallway where they’d broken the door.  Shoulder charges into the wall did damage to Kelsia’s back as did a harsh Irish whip into a door.::

MS: “Now, if they bust through one of those steel doors, this gets match of the year without question.”

RJ: “If they do that I’m going to have to ask where they get their vitamins…”

::Seemingly with her last burst of adrenaline, Kelsia hit a drop toe-hold that smacked Alexa face-first into the door…which didn’t give one bit.  Already behind Alexa, Kelsia drew her head back and hooked a handful of the waistline of her ring gear.  Using the door for added push, she hit her backflip reverse DDT down to the hard floor with gut-wrenching impact.  Rolling into the cover, Kelsia hooked the far leg as the referee dropped to count.::

MS: “One…two…three!  And absolutely no surprise about it after that impact!”

RJ: “Right on the wound taken from that glass door, too!  Alexa might just have a concussion on top of everything else.  Kelsia can’t even get to her feet to have her arm raised!”

::True enough, the referee has to signify her victory while she was still on her back, though she managed to get up against the wall before her associates, still stinging from her assault upon them, got her to her feet and allowed her to properly celebrate her victory.::

HL: “The winner of the match…Kelsia Vector!”

 

MS: “That, friends, was a street fight!  A Boston Street Fight for that matter!  And it took two women to get it done!”

 

::Tony and Adrean, each with one of Kelsia’s arms around their shoulders, led her back to the locker room while the EMTs checked on Alexa who was upright but glassy-eyed from the impact.::

RJ: “That’s just par for the course with the our Women’s Division, Mitchell!  Any way you want it, they can deliver it!”

MS: “ANY way I want it?”

RJ: “Don’t even go there.