NYS: Holly Vs Morgan

[Patty O'Green 0]

The view focus on our legendary ring announcer, Michael Buffer, who stands illuminated by a white spotlight as the rest of the arena is dimmed. 

BUFFER
The following is a women’s title match conducted under anything goes rules…

“YEAAAAAAAAA!”

Now I’m that [color="#FF0000"]BITCH![/color]
Now I’m that [color="#FF0000"]BITCH![/color]
Now I’m that [color="#FF0000"]BITCH![/color]
Now I’m that [color="#FF0000"]BITCH![/color]

The video screens flare up with images of The Angel of Death at her meanest and most vulgar moments. [i]Another Body Murdered[/i] kicks in, its aggressive power providing accompaniment to Holly as she appears on stage. The Punk Bitch is dressed more conservatively than usual forgoing her plaid skirt for black work out pants, and her fishnet/bra combo for a long sleeved t-shirt with The Heavenly Rocker's logo etched on the front.

COLE
A different look for Holly heading into this title match?

COACH
It’s a strategic look, the pants and the t-shirt provide a thin layer of protection against Morgan. 

Holly throws her fists into the air, a defiant stance against the barrage of jeers she’s struck by. That fists remains held high, as The Angel Of Death, glides down the entrance.

BUFFER
Introducing the challenger, from Sin City, Nevada, she is a former Women's Champion, she is the Angel Of Death….HOOLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYY!

COLE
Holly, acting as an agent of Josie, has made many deplorable comments about Morgan, and I think she’s going to need a lot more than pants and a long sleeve shirt to protect her from the Tiny Terror of Edmonton.

Upon reaching the ring, Holly warms herself for the epic showdown by bouncing back and forth on her combat boots. Her face holds a frown of disdain for the opponent that’s soon to come.  

The powerful symbols that mark the opening of [url="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jhJ7b4WJ9Ok"]“This Is How I Disappear”[/url] ring out into the night. The audience rises to their feet, eagerly awaiting the dangerous girl soon to arrive.

[i][color="#00BFFF"][b]GO!

To un-explain the unforgivable,
Drain all the blood and give the kids a show.
By streetlight this dark night,
A séance down below.
There are things that I have done,
You never should ever know!

And without you is how I disappear,
And live my life alone forever now.
And without you is how I disappear,
And live my life alone forever now[/b].[/color][/i]

Bolts of electricity bomb both the faces' side of the stage and the heels' as well. The video screens in the arena display image of flickering electricity  as blue lights shroud the venue. A final bolt of electricity rains down onto both’s stages. Through the leftover smoke on the face stage, comes the youthful champion Morgan Nerdly. Her belt lies around her thin waist, and her tiny frame is coverd by a pinsripped booty short romper. Morgan chews on hair in a bit of a nervous fit. Even though more than a few people cheer her, Morgan still regards the crowd with fear and protective hostility.

BUFFER
From Edmonton, Alberta, Canada... she THE OAOAST WOMEN'S CHAMPION!! Prepare for [i]SHOCK[/i] and awe from MMMOOOOOOORRRRRGGAAAAAAANN... NNEEEERRRRRDDLLLLLYYYYYYYY!!!

COLE
Morgan has been put through so much by Josie Baker and her chosen champion Holly. But her tonight carries a chance for revenge for the Tiny Terror of Edmonton.

[i][color="#00BFFF"][b]Can you hear me cry out to you?
Words I thought I'd choke on figure out.
I'm really not so with you anymore.
I'm just a ghost,
So I can't hurt you anymore,
So I can't hurt you anymore.

And now, you wanna see how far down I can sink?
Let me go, fuck!
So, you can, well now so, you can
I'm so far away from you.
Well now so, you can[/b].[/color][/i]

Morgan steps through the ring ropes, only to find Holly waiting for her,  A long staredown, filled with bile and hatred, occurs between the two gorgeous performers. Morgan remains silent and stoic, while her foe is animated and boisterous in her insults.

[color="#808080"]DING DING DING[/color]

The bell turns Morgan into a lion unleashed upon a field of lambs; she slaps Holly across the face!

“YEAAAAAAAAAA!”

As joyful as the crowd is, Holly is completely enraged. Thus she swings a wild fist at her foe. But the tiny Nerdly ducks the attack, and promptly spears Holly to the ground.  Anger overcomes Morgan and with blind fury does she assail Holly with punches. The Angel Of Death can only stand so much brutality, before she shoves Morgan away and retreats to the outside.  Morgan quickly follows her to the ring floor. However, she lets Holly squirm on the blue ring mats while she begins digging beneath the ring apron.  Her eyes light up with the glow of a radiant star when she pulls out a hockey stick!

COLE
The Hershey Bears of the AHL play here, and it could be time for a slap shot.

The moment Holly gets to her feet, is the exact moment, Morgan wacks her upside the head with the blade of the stick!

“OOOHHHHHHHHHH!”

Amazingly, Holly fails to fall down. Instead she staggers around, eyes blurred, head aching. She’s soon taken off her combat boots by Morgan throwing her head first into the guardrail.

COLE
I think Holly thought because Morgan is so little, she’d be able to come out here and bully her. But Morgan is as tough and as dangerous as any [i]man[/i] in the OAOAST.

Holly begins crawling away, reconsidering her drive to become women’s champion. Unfortunately for her, her escape route is blocked off by a trash can wielding Morgan. The vengeful Nerdly girl holds the weapon high into the skies, preparing to dent Holly’s skull with it. But, she delays too long on the strike and Holly is able to slug her in the stomach! The trash can rolls away as it falls from Morgan’s hands. Now Holly is able to grab onto her thick strands of blond hair and attempt to throw her into the steel stairs. But an attempt is all it is; Morgan wrestles her hair free of Holly and then chucks the angel of death into the ring posts.   

COACH
Not the face, not the face!

While Holly staggers in a half blind stupor, Morgan trots up the ring steps. She takes one remorseful look at Holly, before steeling her face in determination. Next she flips backwards, coming down on Holly’s thin body with a moonsault!  The fans around the area, applaud and cheer at the carnage occurring in front of them.  Morgan is first to her feet, looking sorry for what she has done. But that pity quickly gives way to blood lust, as she fetches a chair from beneath the ring. Panicked, and rightly so, Holly expends her energy crawling back into the ring. 

COLE
I can’t tell if Morgan is enjoying this or hating this.

COACH
I can tell which one Holly is.

Holly is pulling herself up with the aid of leaning against the turnbuckles. Her weary facial features put on a look of shock once her eyes see Morgan running with chair in front of her body at her. Holly calls back all her strength and immediately dives out the way. Unable to halt her charge, Morgan crashes chair first into ring posts.  Holly is eager to take advantage of this moment’s weakness. However, her attempts to get a hold of Morgan are blocked when the little lady elbows her away. With Holly momentarily incapacitated, Morgan lifts herself onto the third rope. She then flies through the air with a cross body block. But unfortunately for her Holly swings a chair against her stomach!  Morgan screams in a pain that only grows worse when Holly slams the chair against her knee.

COACH
We know Holly is enjoying this!

COLE
The sick and sadistic Punk Bitch, as she calls herself, could be looking to end Morgan’s career, not just her title run. 

After two more chair shots fall onto Morgan’s knee, Holly discards the weapon and makes a very casual cover. Referee Charles Robinson makes the call….

ONE!


TWO!

But Morgan fights through the pin. Displeased with that kickout, Holly buries her boot into Morgan’s neck. Morgan squeaks and wails in pure agony, as her opponent grinds the rough bottom of her boot into her neck.  

COLE
This is too much!

With a sharp smile twisting across her face, Holly leaves Morgan be and exits the ring. The Nerdly girl tries to get to her feet, using the ring ropes as Holly digs beneath the apron. The Punk Bitch manages to come up with a framed poster of Zack Malibu, and her smile grows all the wider.  Laughing to herself, she rushes towards Morgan’s location. There she inflicts indescrible  pain by smashing the poster over Morgan’s head. The champion falls back to the center of the ring, struggling to remain in a conscious world.  Holly scampers back into the ring, and with an order to “count, jackass” she pins Morgan….


ONE!


TWO!

Morgan kicksout! 

Holly rips Morgan off the canvas by her golden hair, and marches the petite Nerdly girl to the corner. There, Holly throws her face into the turnbuckles. Clapping for herself, she steps towards the center of the ring. She then abruptly pulls a 180 and dashes at Morgan. But Tiny Terror terrorizes her with a spear attempt! Holly leap frogs the hold, narrowly avoiding distaster. Morgan hurries to her feet, trying to catch Holly from behind. But The Angel Of Death is a step quicker and cracks her skull with a roundhouse kick! Morgan falls back to the canvas, her face gone blank. Holly then hooks the legs for a pinfall…

ONE!


TWO!

Morgan again finds the strength to kickout. 

COLE
I think Holly is getting closer and closer to winning this title bout with each passing minute.

Holly brings Morgan to her feet, and then roughly shoves her into the corner. With the smile of a school yard bully, Holly proceeds to rain down right hands upon Morgan’s face. 

COACH
Not the face not the face!    

Apparently hearing Coach’s calls, Holly switches to simply choking the life from her foe.

“That better?” the violent redhead calls back to Coach.

COACH
Much better, thank you.

Holly rips away her hands from Morgan to admire her handiwork. She delights in seeing the Nerdly girl cough and gag as though someone had raked a knife across her neck.  With Morgan barely in a condition to even set up, Holly freely leaves the ring. Once again her travels take beneath the apron, and her treasure this time is a table.

COLE
A table! What could Holly plan to do with that?

COACH
Serve us New Year’s dinner. What the hell do you think she’s gonna do with a table?

As Holly sets up the table, Morgan begins a slow and painful rise to her feet. Once the table is properly positioned, Holly returns to the apron and batters her with punches. These blows weaken Morgan enough that Holly encounters zero resistance in hooking her into a front facelock.

COACH
Now you can see what she’s gonna do with the table. 

Holly starts to lift Morgan up off the canvas, thoroughly enjoying the pain that’s soon to come. But Morgan is blessed with a sudden surge of luck and begins throwing furious and fast punches. The shots land with so much force and accuracy, that Holly’s hold is broken and she’s forced to make a hasty retreat to recover. Morgan has little intention of providing her those needed moments. The tiniest of the Nerdlies runs the length of the ring. She departs with great momentum and spears Holly down to the blue mats! Fury burning over her face, she peels Holly from the ground. Her eyes catch the glimmer of the steel steps, and within mere seconds Holly is flung into them.

COLE
Morgan is starting to work her way back into this match. Could we be seeing a reversal of fortunes?

Morgan begins chewing on her hair , nervously gazing at the frightening world around her. Hurried by her frenzied mind, Morgan goes all the way beneath the apron. The crowd pops as she slithers out with a [b]sledgehammer[/b]!

COACH
Woah!

Mumbling to herself, Morgan stomps towards her fallen foe. As Holly begins to attempt a rise to her feet, Morgan shoves the deadly weapon into her stomach! Holly shrieks her misery, finding it hard to stand after such a powerful blow.  The Punk Bitch slides back into the ring, where she lies prone on the mat and grimacing in pain. Left to her own devices, Morgan discards the sledgehammer to seek even deadlier tools beneath the ring.

COACH
A sledgehammer isn’t enough? Unless they got Molotov Cocktails hidden under there, you ain’t gonna find much badder than a sledgehammer.

Morgan begins launching various tools of destruction into the ring. First comes a water cooler. Then comes a trashcan. Next is a crowbar.  A bag of pucks follows. The finale is an electric switchboard.

COACH
What do they got a Sports Authority beneath the ring? Who puts that crap there? Is there some little dude being paid to put a bag of hockey pucks beneath the ring?

Morgan enters the ring to find Holly back on her feet, but in a wounded condition. This is fine for Morgan who attires Holly’s upperbody in the trash can. The Punk Bitch stumbles aimlessly and fearful over what’s to come. Her fears are well founded, as Morgan grabs hold of the bag of pucks and smashes them against the trash can! As the echo of the clanging metal fills the air, Holly falls over to the canvas.  Screaming in pain, Holly yanks her head out the crash can to see a world blurry and quickly dimming.

COACH
Naw! Naw! Hell Naw! How that little girl gonna lift a bag of pucks that weigh more than her, and swing that shit like “Casey At Bat”? Yet a fly balla like me can’t even get the ups to dunk on whiteboys during pickup basketball. That ain’t fair, God! You done a nigga wrong!

Morgan sighs heavily, mentally exhausted from her rampage. She lays down across Holly for what she hopes will be a match winning pinfall…

ONE!


TWO!

Holly brings her shoulders off the canavs, drawing surprised gasps from the Hershey audience.  Morgan barely reacts to the missed pinfall. Instead she moves like a robot, coldly marching to the corner. She elevates herself onto the top rope and in turn the audience murmurs with anticipation.  Morgan then channels her love, Leon Rodez, with a majestic 450 splash. But the beauty does not translate to the landing; Holly moves out the way and poor Morgan crashes into the canvas. Her hands immediately find her knees, the body part taking the worst of the impact. 

COLE
I think most of the OAOAST Marks thought that could lead to a pinfall, but Holly surprised us all. 

COACH
She’s a tough girl. You don’t get a nickname The Angel Of Death without being able to shut shit down.

Snarling her fury, Holly rips Morgan off the ring mats. She tangles Morgan inside a front facelock, and then hooks onto her bare legs. A moment later, Holly is twisting to her side, and driving Morgan into the canvas with a twisting fisherman’s suplex.

COLE
That used to be called the Rodeo Driver, now its known as [b]The Mirage[/b], named after the Vegas hotel of the same name. 

Robinson drops to his knees to count the pinfall that results from The Mirage.

ONE!


TWO!

A kickout by Morgan elicits an outraged call of distress from Holly. She puts her overflowing anger to good use, by throwing a barrage of punches into Morgan’s face.  The referee pleads with her to avoid closed fists. It’s a request Holly oddly agrees to.  But her capitulation is only because of her desire to climb the turnbuckles.  Once perched at the highest point of the ring she performs the throat slashing gesture to numerous boos. But, Holly’s showboating costs her dearly, as Morgan is able to recover and get to her feet. Holly hasn’t a moment to react before a dropkick to the ropes crotches her.  Dazed and injured, Holly teeters on the brink of falling from her mount. But Morgan keeps her aloft as she makes her own ascent to the top rope.  A front facelock engulfs Holly, and within moments she’s being brought down to the canvas with a top rope ddt. The crowd marvels at the dangerous move, as Holly immediately begins clutching her sore skull.

COLE
That top rope ddt could’ve snapped Holly’s neck into pieces!

Holly’s fresh wounds paralyze her for the moment. This works to Morgan’s advantage as she’s able to gather up a steel chair. The fans voices rise with excitement over whatever wicked manuveur Morgan has planned. Their cheers grow all the louder, as Holly begins a slow rise from the canvas. Morgan quickly loses her patience, and when Holly’s only halfway up she slams the steel chair into the side of her head. Such a powerful blows throws Holly through the middle rope and dumps her onto the ringside mats. There she curses in pain and disgust, barely able to stomach the agony that rips through her. Problematically, her troubles mount higher and higher as Morgan exits the ring. 

COACH
Holly’s just laying low, playing possum out there.

COLE
Playing possum? She looks like roadkill possum after that chair shot!

Morgan scoops up Holly by her t-shirt, and carefully places her onto the nearby table. The fans are abuzz, eager to see table assisted carnage. They watch from the edges of their seat, as Morgan begins a climb onto the ring apron.  Their cheers grow even louder when Morgan takes position on the top turnbuckle.

COLE
She wouldn’t! 

COACH
She wouldn’t? This girl has proven she’ll do almost [i]anything[/i]

Expression escapes Morgan as she stares blankly down at her prone foe. Without any sense of remorse or concern for own safety, Morgan departs the turnbuckle with a swanton bomb! He tiny body crashes into Holly with enough force to split the table in two! The fans explode at the chaos and brutality Morgan has brought to the contest. 

COLE
Swanton bomb through the table! You’re right Morgan will do anything!

The recipient of a loud ovation, Morgan appears nervous and frightened at the crowd’s show of appreciation. She tries to calm her nerves by chewing on her hair, as she deposits Holly back into the ring. Grimacing from the painful after effects of her swanton, Morgan follows Holly back into the ring.  Inside the squared circle, the exhausted champion attempts a pinfall….

ONE!


TWO!


Holly amazingly kicksout! That seems to have sapped her strength, and she’s powerless to stop Morgan from gathering a chair from the ring apron. Morgan hastily opens the chair and sets it within inches of Holly.  The Punk Bitch’s grey eyes widen at the sight of it. Horrified, she battles past her exhaustion and raises herself up right. This does little to aid her situation though as Morgan promptly captures her into a standing fireman’s carry. The Hershey audience emits a mighty pop, as they know what move is to follow. However, Holly fights with animal ferocity to escape Morgan’s heavy clutches. Touching down her combat boots, Holly takes a frenzied swipe at the cute Nerdly girl. But Morgan ducks the blow and captures Holly into another standing fireman’s carry. This time there will be no last minute escapes; Morgan throws Holly over, landing her back first  onto the unfolded steel chair!

COLE
Shock and Awe!

While Holly screams out in agony, Morgan attempts a pivotal pinfall…

ONE!


TWO!


THREE!

COLE
She’s done it!

BUFFER
Your winner and still OAOAST Women’s Champion….MORGAN NERDLY!

COACH
Message to the cats in the back, stay away from Josie because she is going to be pissed.

Though dizzied and weakened, Morgan manages a rise to her feet. Her normally saddened facial features hold an alien emotion, that of satisfied relief. Her belt is handed to her, and she gazes at the sparkling gold with a faint hint of pride and joy.

COLE
Well, its good to see Morgan almost smiling. This has to be quite an accomplishment for the young champion.

COACH
But it was at Holly’s expense. I’d hate to be the dude that has to interview her for the post show web cast. That cat’s gonna get hit with the Hiroshima of F-Bombs.