*Spoilers* Blah, again?

[Shelby Danes]

Shelby's sarcastic laugh is heard throughout the arena as she graces her way towards the entrance ring without any entrance music, allowing the crowd to completely envelop her as enters that squared circle. She's in her wrestling gear, and this looks to be the opening match of the evening, a paper is sticking out from the back of her attire. When finds herself in the ring, she heads towards the corner, and sits on the top turnbuckle rather lazily, mic in hand. "So last week, I go against the one people like to call "The Giant Stub," in an epic thirty-minute singles match at last week's LockUP main-event."

The crowd begins to chat "It was awesome," over and over before Shelby continues, "Thank you, thank you, I feel Jennifer and I put on quite the show, giving exactly what all of you wanted, but nevertheless, tonight I came into this building and I get handed a piece of paper." She pulls the paper out, and unfolds it, revealing a tournament table. "Apparently, thanks to my performance for the last month, I got myself in the tournament to possibly become GCW's first Debutante Champion." The crowd cheers of approval, but Shelby shakes her head, "No, no, you see, it's not that I'm not grateful, it's just, I don't like having opportunities such as this just handed to me without me knowing before hand."

She jumps off the top turnbuckle, and walks towards the center of the ring. "I've wrestled throughout the United States, Mexico and Canada for the last five or so years. I've wrestled for small promotion, after small promotion, after small promotion, losing, and losing to the same generic female wrestlers from around our continent. Never once had I ever had the opportunity to actually run for any type of championship. Then suddenly, after three straight wins in this company, suddenly everything is turning around? I'm suddenly seen as 'championship material?"

She pauses, giving the camera a cold stare, the crowd unsure of how to respond, "In my honest opinion, I want to earn that Debutante title, I want a chance to actually prove to these people around me that maybe I am one of the best this company has to offer. Three wins isn't shit. Three wins at this point are at the same level as three loses. Having three straight wins doesn't prove anything."

The crowd was beginning to admire Shelby's honesty, she didn't exactly gain the ego as other's have. "You see, people have been shooting these pre-match television promos, all neat-looking, complete with their entrance music. Really, really fancy. It's cool, it's entertaining, but doing something like that isn't my style. You see, fancy promos with the flashy graphics doesn't improve your credibility as a professional wrestler, and here to prove just that. To prove that I'm a professional wrestler, not some bimbo with huge breasts, galloping her way across the ring, which leads me to this... "

She pulls out the paper once more, holding it up the camera to get a closer view. "Last week's main-event is this weekend's opening event." She smiles as the crowd roars of approval, this meant Shelby versus Jennifer II was a given. "Tonight, Miss Jennifer Drew has her second chance at proving to the world that she's the better wrestler between us, and if she happens to win, she is just that much closer to gaining what supposedly everyone woman in this company is aiming for, the Debutante Championship." Shelby laughs, "I beat her last week, she couldn't kick out of my 'Lights, the question is, can Shelby Steele beat her for a second time? Well, what does Jennifer have to say about that? Shall we find out?"

Shelby pauses, and looks at the entrance ramp, inviting her "best friend" to make her way in the wrestling ring.

[Jennifer Drew]

That’s her cue. “Strawberry Gashes” plays and Jennifer steps out onto the stage, also in her gear, apparently this was happening now. It seemed like no one cared about Jen’s attitude for a minute since they were savoring the fact that they’d be getting another amazing outing between these two. Jennifer stopped on the stage and made her usual entrance, pyro and all even though she kept her eyes on Shelby for most of the duration. She grabs a microphone and circles around the ring a bit looking Shelby up and down. As the music dies down a round of

Let’s Go Jenny! Shelby Ste-ele!

Breaks out from the crowd.

Shelby Steele, look at you. All dressed up, got your little tournament bracket so you can play the home game, pumped to be at the big dance for the first time, talking about wanting to be taken seriously. Yeah, I get it.

But when people put down their hard earned cash to see you in this ring you’ve got to give them a little bit more than that. Yeah, it won’t get any more credibility but for God’s sake throw ‘em a little something. Ever heard of pomp, circumstance, ceremony, ballyhoo? Won’t win you the match but if you’re really serious about this whole Top Debutante thing you’d better get it down. I mean come on, this is GCW, this is Pay Per View, this is one of the most important days, like ever.

She just nods attempting to convince herself that she wasn’t exaggerating. Not even a little.

But I’m glad that you and I are here for the same reason to be the best wrestler in the entire known universe. The fact that you’re surprised that this is happening here tonight’s a real head scratcher. You go undefeated, you take down people like me and Jessie Blair and people might stop and say “Hey, who the hell is that?”

The road might have been a little longer for me, I went home after every show so far praying that I’d get this opportunity, knowing that I’ve still got what it takes and more to be A#1 but I just needed the world to see it.

Then last week, LockUP! Things changed. Even though I got exactly what I wanted, I got beat, plain and simple and that got me to thinking. I knew that if I was going to come here, be in this tournament and win it wouldn’t mean a damn thing unless I went through you. We agreed that we weren’t going to chalk the beatings we got up to luck and I can’t. Not even in my own mind. Now, I can’t stop thinking about the undefeated Shelby Steele who took me down in a half hour early match of the year candidate, the Cinderella story, Shelby “Oops everything I touch turns to gold, hee hee” Steele.

I have exactly one choice here tonight and that’s to make it past you here in this ring tonight. Someone up there decided to give me one chance to win it all and make it mean something and I’ll be damned if I blow it.

She just lowers her mic and waits for Shelby’s response.

[Shelby Danes]

Shelby cracks her neck before beginning, warming herself up for the match, as well as buying some time to think of something to say. "Everything I touch turns to gold...I like that," she finally responds, as the crowd agrees. She strokes her chin, as she imagines how such a trick would be quite the treat. "I have to agree with you Jennifer, if you weren't in this tournament, and I ended up the grand victor, the feeling wouldn't be that satisfying, knowing that I didn't have to run past you again in order to achieve it." Shelby laughs at herself as she loosens her arms, "Nevertheless, knowing tonight that my first opponent is you, is good enough for me, for if I happen to slip-up, and give you that grand opening for that kick of yours, I would know that I lost to a formidable...maneuver. "

The crowd goes "ooh," as she finishes this, and Shelby merely smiles, "Jennifer, we both have the chance of a life time tonight, and I'm not going to give up easily. You will not run over me with your vast array of strikes, nor will I allow myself to give-up after an astonishing strike. If I lose, know that I lost because I didn't have anymore to give. If I lose, know that I gave it my all, and that you have my wishes to succeed throughout the rest of the tournament, because when tonight is said and done, I'm going to pry that title out of your hands at the next pay-per-view.

[Jennifer Drew]

And if you do make it past me, you’d better go all the way cause if I lose tonight I’m peeling that title off your waist next month.

And that was it, now all that was left was the carnage. Or was it?

But see, there’s kind of a hitch here. Things aren’t exactly going to be so simple here tonight. That’s right, all of you better get to the edge of your seats, because Jenny’s about to drop a little plot twist on you.

You can say you’re going to avoid every strike I throw at you. You’re not going to let me do what I do best. Well I can guarantee you 100% I’m not going to be tapping out to any of your twisty little holds. And how can I make such an outrageous claim? Did I do some over-intense kung fu training? Do I have a crooked referee? Did replace myself with a robot? The answers to those questions are yes, no and possibly, but the real reason is our quarterfinal match tonight is going to be a Last Debutante Standing match. No rules, no pins, no tapping out. One of us is going to go down and stay down.

[Shelby Danes]

Shelby just loved the sound of that. A real battle of who's the best. A battle to prove to the world that Jennifer's golden toe was nothing to worry about. Sticking out her hand, she gave Jennifer a smile, "Jennifer Drew, rather they hate it, or they love it, they'll always remember such a match, and as such, I happily accept." The crowd erupted in approval. They knew they were in for something truly epic, and for an opening match, it sure was something.

The line was set. In just moments, Shelby and Jennifer will be opponents again, in match surely to melt the faces of people watching. Shelby tosses the tournament table outside the ring, along with the mic, they happened to be in the same hand. Whispering to Jennifer, "Let's make this better than the last."

[Jennifer Drew]

Jennifer just nodded, not tipping her hand as to what she had in store.

But as soon as the bell rang things changed. It might have been the moment, or her opponent, or some sort of primeval animal rage that took over but Jennifer began a relentless assault, using almost everything in her arsenal to get the job done and much, much more.

It must have been pure instinct that saved her from another loss at Shelby’s hands but she did, simply by coming at her with everything she had and never stopping to let her think about it.

Jennifer ended up on the outside of the ring, in what she just felt were the final seconds of the match. Everything before had been wild and out of control, but the next move would be far more calculated. It was time for one final blow to end it all. After her last offensive flurry, Jennifer noticed that she had managed to position Shelby right in front of the ring post and she just couldn’t pass up the opportunity.

With as much snap as she could put into her trademark kick she delivered, bouncing Shelby’s head off the turnbuckle with a sickening thud. Knowing there was no getting up from that Jennifer stood up straight and took the ten count to catch her breath as the audience raised a collective gasp.

Did she go too far? Time would tell. Jennifer’s music played throughout the arena as she leaned against the security rail waiting to see how much damage she had just done.

[Shelby Danes]

Shelby was throughly beaten throughout the entire match. She couldn't as much land a simple vertical suplex, as Jennifer seemed to always have her number. During her last tint, she barely managed to pull-off two quick Germans, but other than that, Shelby was merely the rabbit inside the magician's cap. Jennifer was pulling aerial maneuvers left and right, up and down, sideways and diagonally. She was a woman possessed.

When Shelby was dragged onto the ringside area, she felt she was safe, a time for a breather, but alas she was proven wrong as Jennifer launched herself from the top turnbuckle with a devastating leg drop, hitting Shelby well in the stomach area, knocking herself to the ground.

Getting up rather slowly, she was unaware of her surroundings, and it wasn't long until POP Her head was crushed against the steel ring pole the ring supported itself on. The velocity of Jennifer's fifth Strawberry Reign, and the colliding steel ring post was just enough to give Jennifer her triumphant victory.

Shelby was laying on the ground motionless, even after the ruled ten count. The titantron began to show the replay of the kick, over and over again, as the crowd was silent in amazement. Shelby Steele, the woman who was seemingly pulling a newcomer's miracle, was now flat on the padded floor, probably on the verge of a concussion.

After another moment, Shelby's arms moved slightly, and eventually, she sat herself up, nursing her head with her hands. Slowly getting to her feet, she walked over to Jennifer Drew, face-to-face, and claimed, "I'm still standing."

[Jennifer Drew]

And that was a miracle. Jennifer was glad that Shelby wasn’t dead but seeing her up and about this early wasn’t exactly in the cards. She just stares in disbelief mouthing “What the fuck?” for the lip readers in the front row. Jennifer closes in even closer to her formerly fallen foe and stares her down.

I've got plenty more where that came from.

Now would have been the time to walk away. Live by that old saying, the best revenge is living well but the sight of a woman she assumed she had so thoroughly destroyed moments ago on her feet mocking her was enough to set her off again. The rage was starting to boil over again just thinking about the fact that maybe she wasn’t the last woman standing. Jen doesn’t back down an inch holding her arms out inviting her to continue the carnage.

[Shelby Danes]

Shelby laughed at Jennifer's antics, "Jennifer, Jennifer, Jennifer," she said distractingly, before rearing her hand back, slapping her foe in the face. "We aren't over yet. Bring it yourself, just try and keep me down."

[Jennifer Drew]

Jennifer reeled back a bit from that.Holding the side of her face which stung like hell Jennifer launched forward with a flurry of punches to Shelby’s head and midsection. This was a woman bent on taking her opponent down, maybe forever. She goes on trading punches with Shelby giving her everything she has.

[Shelby Danes]

Shelby was dodging left and right, of course, she got hit with a few blows, but the adrenaline rush was giving her the vibe to keep on going. Allowing Jennifer to get in a few more hits, she pulls herself away, and then tackles Jennifer unto the ground, mounting on top of her, as MMA fighter would do, and began giving blows herself.

[Jennifer Drew]

Quickly realizing the predicament she was in Jennifer did her best to cover her face with her forearms and block as many of the incoming blows as she could. She couldn’t do it forever so at every opening she wildly threw a punch back hoping to catch her well enough to at least roll her off. Eventually the “plan” works out and Jennifer is able to shift the momentum back in her favor. After a few quick elbows she gets up and delivers a kick to the back. Shelby got a brief respite as immediately afterward Jennifer seemed more concerned with grabbing something beneath the ring. A second later she had a steel chair in her hand which she banged on the ring stairs challenging Shelby to get up.

[Shelby Danes]

Shelby smiles as she rears herself up, bringing with her a chair as well. The crowd grows excited, knowing what's coming. Quickly, she lunges her chair at Jennifer, her opponent doing the same, as the chairs clash against eachother, making a loud "bang" echoing throughout the arena. A test of strength commences as both woman keep their chairs held high in the air, in that classic "light-saber-isk" battle formation.

[Jennifer Drew]

Jennifer just looks up in disbelief. She had no idea that the two chairs would actually do that when the steel locked but there it was. Of course she realized that all the time she spent gazing on in wonder at the test of strength was time she could spend cheating at said test of strength. Jennifer gives Shelby a kick to the gut and sidesteps to hit her across the back three times with the chair, sending her to the ground. She drops her chair and goes down to one knee to look her in the eye.

Not standing now are you? Are you?

[Shelby Danes]

The crowd goes dead silent, as Shelby hits the floor. Her back aching, her legs no longer wanting to support her, Shelby arm-crawls her way towards Jennifer, and begins to use her as a support to try and get herself standing. "I'm...I'm not done yet," Shelby weakly responds as she pulls herself up, now on one knee. "You'll never beat me Jennifer. Because no matter what you do, no matter what you put me through, I'm always going to be just that much better than you. You may have had my number tonight, but...but...that won't happen again."