History of Kaylyn J. Evans

::There was a pop from the crowd as Aurelei appeared in a backstage corridor, definitely not dressed in her ring gear, wearing torn blue jeans tucked into high black combat boots that almost but not quite came up to her knees, a 'Dracophobia' t-shirt tied at the midriff with her wrists and hands taped in that signature black tape. Her long color-streaked hair was in a plain ponytail that swung as she moved, and not a drop of makeup touched her lightly-tanned skin. There was a vicious determination in her blue eyes, Lady Death was on a mission.::

RJ: “What's she doing, she should be at the curtains right now!”

MS: “You want to go tell Aurelei what she should and shouldn't be doing?”

RJ: “Uh....”

MS: “That's what I thought.”

::A slight grin was seen on the lips of Aurelei as she stopped outside a locker room and without knocking kicked in the door, the combat boot on her foot making a dull thud as it connected to the door. There was a screech of outrage from within as Kaylyn who was dressed for a fight as well saw Aurelei there. Kaylyn was wearing jeans as well, heavy-soled hiking boots that probably had steel-toes, a white wife-beater that had to have belonged to her husband Chris Vaude, and over that a South-Philly style sweatshirt. Chris himself was nowhere to be seen at the moment, likely he was the only one in the equation where he was supposed to be, at the curtain waiting to go ringside! The camera caught Aurelei's eyes go wide and she dodged to the right as a hair-dryer came flying past her head, if she hadn't moved it would have caught her square in the face. It was a professional dryer and heavier than the usual one you'd see at the store and made a loud 'crack' sound as it hit the wall behind Aurelei.

Aurelei grinned wide at that and lunged into the dressing room, pulling Kaylyn out with her fists balled up in her shirt, the anger clear on Kaylyn's pretty face. Her own hair was pulled back into a tail too, she had possibly been going to braid it but Aurelei hadn't given her the chance. Aurelei set to dragging her forward off her feet but Kaylyn wasn't about to go quietly and they struggled back and forth from one side of the hall to another, smacking each other into the walls as hard as they could. As they approached a T-intersection in the halls Kaylyn elbowed Aurelei into the space where her jaw angled up to her ear and got a growl of anger out of Lady Death but she refused to let go even with her head rocked back.::

RJ: “I...well Mitchell I don't know if this one is even going to make it out to the ring!”

MS: “Hey truck monkeys get some more cameras back there, we don't want to miss anything!”

RJ: “And maybe a referee?? This is falls count anywhere!”

::Heading towards catering Kaylyn's eyes lit up and she suddenly changed from struggling to hitting Aurelei as hard as she could in the gut with a pair of elbows and then a fist. Staggered back then Kaylyn lowered her shoulder and drove her legs hard to shove Aurelei right into the Coke machine they were passing. Body checked into the machine back first Aurelei let out a groan as the air rushed out of her and she finally let go of Kaylyn's shirt. Kaylyn spun to run away, figuring not so much as to escape Lady Death's clutches but to either get to the ring or find something to take the fight to her. A faint 'click' came from the Coke machine and then the familiar sound of a can dispensing, just as Aurelei slid down a little bent at the waist. She saw the can and a light came on in those blue eyes, those taped fingers grabbing the can up and turning it.

The camera barely had time to see that it was a Fresca when Aurelei stood, sucking in a breath and she wound up her arm just like a Major League baseball pitcher, the crowd already making noises in response when she suddenly let the can go. It whizzed fast down the hall just as Kaylyn was reaching for a folding chair that was near catering and with a sick crack the can caught her right in the back of the head. The force of the impact caused the seal on the can to crack and the light colored soda sprayed everywhere. Kaylyn's lights were a bit dimmed and she took two steps forward and then a crash and cuss was heard as she fell over a tech crouched down adjusting some cable. Sprawled out on the concrete she was breathing heavily and Aurelei got her wind back and began stalking forward towards the downed fellow former Women's Champion.::

RJ: “Ohhh that hard to smart...”

MS: “You know what...now I'm really thirsty. You want something?”

RJ: “What? You can't be thinking of going to catering...”

MS: “Why not? All the action's in the back right now!”

::Aurelei got right around the tech and bent to grab Kaylyn up and suddenly stiffened, dropping down to her hands and knees as Kaylyn sat up, having been playing a bit of possum and she'd grabbed the flashlight the tech had been using and cold-cocked Aurelei across the cheek and temple. Scrambling to get her feet under her she slid her hands under Lady Death's arm and yanked her to her feet, pulling the dazed Dark Mistress with her as she moved with a purpose towards catering. A few people already milling around the area were quick to disperse out of the way as Kaylyn's eyes lit on her target, on a side table was a large canteen cooler filled with red Gatorade, she used her elbow to knock the white lid off the container and then with a heave she got Aurelei up in the air and then grabbed her and dunked her head into the red liquid within.

Aurelei immediately began to fight pushing back up against Kaylyn and breaking the surface again with a gasp, the lid had landed on the top of Aurelei's left boot and she surged up, her knee hitting Kaylyn in the gut and got her to let go, the lid spinning in the air as her right foot then boosted up under it and sent the lid right into Kaylyn's face with a super-kick style assist. A loud “OH!” came from the crowd as Kaylyn fell back, her hand grabbing the handle of the cooler and dumping it out over herself and Aurelei. As she fell she let go of it and it flew back behind her, striking the coffee maker and knocking it over backwards, coffee splashing all over the wall and various creamers and sweeteners flying up in the air and raining down in blue, pink, yellow, and white packets.::

MS: "Well there went the coffee dispenser, and I know at least one person that's going to piss off."

RJ: "No, its fine the doctor said I needed to cut back..."

MS: "I meant Aurora Matthews you moron!"

RJ: "Oh...well...hey that potted palm didn't do anything wrong!"

Tech 1: "I ain't cleaning that up."

Tech 2: "Clean what up?"

::Kaylyn got up and her eyes lit on a decorative plant that was across the hall, lunging for it she grabbed it around the thin trunk and swung it pot and all at Aurelei. Unfortunately for Kaylyn Aurelei was more than ready and recovered from her near-drowning in Gatorade, and she grabbed the top of the palm tree as Kaylyn swung it. A vicious tug of war ensued then as each woman sought to get the upper hand with the tree, palm fronds flying everywhere. Kaylyn shoved it at Aurelei's chest and Aurelei surprised her by yanking it beyond her at her side and Vaude pulled back hard on it trying to wrest control of it away from Aurelei who suddenly just let go of it. Kaylyn backpedaled with the tree, smartly letting it go as she suddenly whirled and ran down the hall.

Aurelei pursued, not about to give up her 'prey' in this situation, Kaylyn grabbed a metal garbage can lid and whacked her with it but Aurelei got her hands on the can even as she winced and she took the metal can in both hands and swung it hard into Kaylyn's ribs hard enough to dent the thin metal of the can, even as Kaylyn hit her over the head with the lid again, folding it almost like a piece of paper over the skull of Lady Death. A janitor who was innocently going about his work to change light bulbs was nearly bowled over by the brawling pair, Kaylyn's eyes lighting up as she saw the cart he was pushing and its contents.::

RJ: “Ohhh this can't be good...”

MS: “You're telling me! What if their faces get hurt!”

RJ: “This from a man who loves nothing more than to watch two women beat on each other?”

MS: “Yes but...oh shut up!”

::Both ladies at that point had a pair of burned out long fluorescent bulbs, threatening each other with them almost like sword fighters, swinging them at the same time and as the fragile glass struck it disintegrated into a million glittering tiny shards. Aurelei and Kaylyn both leaped back so as not to get hit with the flying glass, both breathing heavily before charging each other and locking up, both jockeying for the dominant position.::

Tech 1: “I still ain't cleaning that up.”

RJ: “Oops we lost track of them for a second...”

MS: “What is wrong with these people tonight? How do you lose someone you're following around in a middle of a fight in an open hallway?”

RJ: “OH!! There they are!”

::Both brawling women came tumbling through the curtain at that point, finally the referee joined the fray, watching from a safe distance as the two fought, rolling around on the stage and exchanging chops and punches as they moved. Kaylyn got a hold of Aurelei around the waist and finally got behind her, trying to lift her as if for a suplex on the steel, Aurelei's long legs swinging as she fought to prevent her from doing it, and as she swung her feet caught one of the pyro techs across the cheek by accident, he was standing just too close to the stage and the brawling women. He stumbled back, his hand striking the panel in front of him and a with a loud POP a series of pyrotechnics blasted off. White, blue, and violet purple fire shot up out of the stage and white sparks rained down from the ACW-Tron, barely missing Aurelei and Kaylyn who were now back on their feet and fighting down the ramp towards the ring.

Kaylyn slung Aurelei hard into the security railing as she spotted Chris Vaude and gave him a thumbs up, that momentary pause was enough to let Aurelei rise up and spear the surprised Kaylyn in her lower back, and Vaude fell face first onto the ramp. Lady Death quickly rolled her onto her back and hooked a leg, the referee running down from the stage where he'd been cowering after the explosion, sliding into place to count.

ONE! TWO! Kickout!

Kaylyn surged up with both her hands around Aurelei's neck, rolling her over and ending up on top of her, straddling her chest as she tried to choke Aurelei out. Aurelei brought her legs up behind Kaylyn's back and got her ankles around Kaylyn's neck and cranked back, both struggling to choke the other until finally both let go::

RJ: “Wow these two are relentless!”

MS: “No kidding! Wow, do that again...that was so hot!”

RJ: “You are despicable, Mitchell.”

::Kaylyn grabbed a chair from the time-keeper and whacked Aurelei with it as she rose, but instead of beating on her more with it she dropped and made her own first attempt at a cover during the match. She got the leg hooked even as the referee dropped again to count.

ONE! TWO! THR...NO!

Aurelei got her shoulder up and then punched Kaylyn repeatedly in the face, shoving her off into the poor referee and grabbing the chair herself in turn. A few chair shots later had her dragging the nearly limp Kaylyn towards the ring where she lifted her up and rolled her in under the bottom rope. Aurelei slid in after her with the referee quick to follow and without delay she picked up Kaylyn and hit her leg-hook half-nelson driver with authority, then quickly bridged up for a pinning predicament. The referee was right there with a look of relief on his face.::

ONE! TWO! THREE!

RJ: “She got her! She got her with a Skullbuster!”

MS: “That was great!”

HL: “And here is your winner...AURELEI JAMISON!”