2020.02.29: PWN - LONE - LONE 32

Intro

“It ends tonight.”

Alison's voice is charged with firm resolve and full of confidence as the video begins to play. She's sitting in her ring gear with the Ladies of New England Championship draped over her shoulder. She shines it up and gazes into it longingly.

Alison: I've worked my entire career just for the right to be called Champion; to prove that I am the best on the planet today. Nobody ever remembers second place, nobody ever remembers the runner ups or the valiant few who were always in the conversation but never taking Number One at the podium. We don't remember who lost the Super Bowl, we don't remember the silver medalists at the Olympics, we don't remember who finished 2 tenths of a second behind first at the Kentucky Derby. To fall, to be second, is a sentence to eternal obscurity. To be forever remembered is immortality; to be forgotten is the final and truest form of death.

Alison slowly looks back to the camera as she clutched her championship tight and possessively, that even though she has conquered every challenge set before her to this point it's still the one thing that meant more to her than anything else; there was a certain fear that it could one day be ripped away from her.

Alison: 456 days ago today I became the Ladies of New England Champion. 456 days ago I began the painstaking process of removal of the final toxic person out of my life; the day I began to remove the cancerous tumor that was my best friend in Terri Thompson. The one I trusted with my secrets, the one I confided in, the one I leaned on and the one that watched me fall just to further her own career. The fact that you're here tonight... is an anomaly. The fact that you're here tonight means that somewhere along the line I failed. I was told you would never walk again; by the very man that's trying his hardest to deny me the lucrative contract I've so rightfully earned by carrying this company on my back! I don't know if it was divine intervention or the fact that I just got sloppy on the execution but the fact that you can once again walk under your own power, to move upon your own free will is a blessing you should've appreciated. It's a gift you should've kept to yourself, it's one you should've taken with you with Wendy across the border to Canada to disappear forever with your health restored to you. Nobody would've blamed you, nobody would've missed you, nobody would've known better.

Alison shares another long gaze at the center plate of the LONE Championship, her eyes locked on her nameplate on the center as she runs a finger lovingly across it.

Alison: In your case; it would've been a blessing to have been forgotten. You could've had that happy ending you always wanted, that you ALWAYS dreamed about. Maybe you could've found some rogue doctor that would promise a cure for Wendy's paralysis and maybe if you were extremely fortunate he might even be telling you the truth. Maybe a miracle would've struck and Wendy too would be able to walk again; maybe you'd sell your soul to the 2am time slot of the Home Shopping Network selling kitty litter to make it happen; I wouldn't judge you for that. You could've had your life back despite every intention I had to take it away from you. But you had to walk through those curtains, you had to interrupt MY contract negotiation and try to take away MY spotlight... AGAIN!

Hindsight is 20/20 and only if I knew then what I know now...You could never just be there for me, you could never just be HAPPY for ME! It was always about what would help Terri, how Alison could help Terri, how Alison could help Terri against the big bad mean people hurting Terri. What about me, what about Alison?!

There was a visceral anger in Alison's eyes and charging through her words, an anger trying to cover up a deep pain inside.

Alison: I'll never forget The Rumble, I'll never forget May 25th, 2018. I'll never forget the day you went into business for yourself and left me in the dark! I'll never forget how you betrayed my trust and went behind my back!

Alison exhales a very deep sigh as she casts her eyes downward.

Alison: I... I could've rationalized the Qent thing, I could've even pushed down my anger and got over the Stevenson thing and how you would moan and bitch to me about something I was trying to stay out of. But Terri... you had to prove him right, didn't you? You had to make every single word he whispered inside my ear true, didn't you? You didn't trust me to come to my own conclusion... you didn't trust me Terri... you didn't trust me...

The anger seemed to have temporarily subsided as there was nothing but pain behind her words now.

Alison: I want this to be over with... I want it to end! I want to close that chapter in my life with you in it, Terri! I want to move on! But that can't happen; as long as we're both in the wrestling business, as long as we're both in LONE that can't happen. That one move you made has created a butterfly effect and that butterfly's wings has flapped so powerfully and majestically that we're entangled in a dance of death together. One that'll lead us both to the grave and to the end of our careers if one doesn't slay the other first.

Alison looks back into the lens of the camera as she begins to rebuild her resolve.

Alison: That is why it needs to end, tonight! I have too much left that I need to accomplish! I'm tired of explaining myself, I'm tired of... trying to hold my head up high. You think I'm a villain, Terri? You think I'm evil, don't you? You think I decided over a bowl of fettucini alfredo to just call a hit and snap your wife's neck and execute it myself? You don't think I didn't wrestle over a decision to end someone's way of life that had been nothing but good to me?! I did it because I knew where her loyalties lied... I did it because I knew it would hurt you and I did it to protect myself FROM you! I DID WHAT I HAD TO DO! IT WAS GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU IN THE RUMBLE; WHY ISN'T IT GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME, TERRI?!

Alison was shouting as she was clearly losing her cool, losing the composure that she was so famous for keeping; a composure that she spiced up with confidence and arrogance over the last year and a half. For the first time in a long time The Champion was beginning to show cracks in her armor and it was all because of Terri.

Alison: But if evil is what you want... it's what you're going to get! I'm going to let those darkest tendencies that we all have deep inside fly loose! I'm going to ride that wave of hate and I'm going to end you!Wrath, envy, hatred, pride.. I'm going to let it all out! Tonight I finish the job, I finish what you started.. tonight marks the end of your career! But I'll make one single promise to you Terri; one.

Alison holds up her index finger as she sneaks a gaze at her championship belt.

Alison: I'll make sure that after tonight everybody remembers your name. I'll make sure everyone remembers that Alison Crowne killed Terri Thompson in the middle of that ring with all the waivers signed that protect me from any criminal liability in the event that should happen, papers that your attorney and mine looked over, that may arise from the match. Everyone will remember February 29th, 2020 as the night that after a valiant and brave struggle Terri Thompson lost her life at the hands of Alison Crowne, failing to recapture the LONE Championship in the process. Everyone will remember Lethal Leap Year as the day Terri Thompson's flame was finally extinguished. And I'll promise you one more thing while I'm at it, Terri, consider it a final act of kindness; when your Father goes to the morgue to claim your body and the coroner has signed your death certificate I'll be there to identify the body so he can give his daughter the funeral she deserves.

Terri, I promise you, the last thing you will hear tonight before you close your eyes for good will be two simple words.

'AND STILL...'

Dick Slender's got nothing on me.

It ends tonight.

Disturbance Backstage

As that video package fades, another kicks in. Rage Against the Machine's Testify starts to play as a video reel starts.

The graphic for LETHAL LEAP YEAR flies across the screen. Footage from various matches kicks in, with shots of Hannah Kix hitting her "Eat Your Kix" trademark move. It then shows Hannah standing in a dark background with her black with silver trim boxing robe over her head. She throws fast punches as another video of No Fly Zone, "Fly" Felicia Hawkins breakdancing with Kayoko "Yo-Yo" Ichikawa watching with a klondike bar in her hand. It then cuts to the two hitting their move NFZ, an aided wheelbarrow legdrop to win the LONE Tag Team titles. A cut to them celebrating in that moment with the belts. Only for a cut of the Gucci Gals hitting their Designer Drop to win them.

More footage continues, of Terri Thompson hitting a superkick on Alison Crowne. Then, the moment when Alison Crowne betrayed Terri after her 2nd title win, and then hitting The Crowning Moment on both Wendy, and then Terri. There's a shot of Alison posing with the title while her lawyer Gordon Barrows and her friend Stonehands stand next to her.

The spicy and sexy redheaded Cinnamon, and her ice cold and violent tag team partner Violent Violet are featured. Spice & Ice. Match footage from their chaotic brawl with the Gucci Gals is shown, like Violent Violet hitting a double clothesline on The Gucci Gals, and then dropping to her knees to punch both. Then it shows her running across a ladder set up as a bridge between the apron and guardrail, doing a senton that did not go her way as Prada Paula moved and Violet went crashing into the row of chairs and concrete. Cinnamon is shown taking Gucci down to the mat and slamming her head into it repeatedly before cutting to the both hitting their aided wheelbarrow facebuster, Sex & Violence on Ms. Gucci in the Tag Team Classic.

Lastly, we cut to Sister Catherine and her partner Stitches; The Damned. There's footage of them hitting their clothesline and spear combination they call Damnation to retain the tag team titles. The final shot is of Sister Catherine in her nun habit standing to the left, with Stitches on the right holding a doll of Sister Catherine's likeness. The two are bathed in a crimson light. Stitches strokes the doll's hair lovingly while Sister Catherine's eyes widen behind her glasses and she opens her mouth. Fangs protrude and she spits a red mist into the camera's lens as the song ends and fades out to the LONE logo and logo for LETHAL LEAP YEAR!

North: Welcome to Supremacy LONE 32: LETHAL LEAP YEAR! I'm Kevin North alongside my colleague, Dexter Irving Cornelius

DIC: AKA DIC! It's Lethal Leap Year! And I can promise all you ladies out there watching one thing. It's going to get dangerous tonight but don't worry.... I'm packing.

North: Ahem. Ladies and gentlemen you've been asking for it, you've been waiting for it but that wait will soon be over! I've gotten the green light from Jack E. Bux to finally make this announcement; after many months of planning the Tag Team Classic is finally coming back and it's starting next month! The teams have yet to be fully determined but it will be for the Number One Contendership to the LONE Tag Team Championship currently held by The Damned, Sister Catherine and Stitches!

DIC: I sure hope the Gucci Gals and Spice and Ice are in; they deserve to win the whole thing!

North: Easy, Dexter, you're going to ignite the whole controversy again over which side you're really on.

DIC: You know I hate choosing! They're both perfect, okay? I think all of them are future LONE Champions if you ask me and that'd make Miss Gucci a future two time champion!

North: Well, I'm sure the odds makers agree with you in more ways than one; their records don't lie and neither does the tape. We'll have to see if one or both teams make the tournament but there's others out there that are also on the radar. You got No Fly Zone, the first ever Tag Team Champions, you might see Fay Qent and Terri Thompson once Fay Qent's clear of her legal troubles should that happen soon, and who could forget Generations, Anne Grayson and Ainslee Avalon?

DIC: Bleh, bleh,and BLEH!

North: And who knows, Bux may make a few wildcard pairings of women who've never teamed together before just to see what sticks and what magic might happen! Wait a second... we're getting word of some disturbance happening backstage, let's cut there now.

The camera feed cuts to the backstage area where it appears Generations is laying face down on the floor unconscious. The camera slowly tilts up to reveal Slapp and Tick L.!

Slapp: WOOP WOOP! You forgot about us, didn'tcha? It's been too long, juggalo fam!

Tick L. We've been sittin and biding our time, sippin on some Faygo and chillin with the crew, ya know?

Slapp: Yeah, that's right! I mean come on Bux, how could you do us like that? We've always been at the call, we've always been willing and able to step between those ropes and get that paper; where has all the love gone?

Tick L.: I'll tell you where it's gone, Slapp, it's... it's... well.... it's not here!

The two share a high five as Tick L. opens up a bottle of Fayo soda after shaking it up, spraying it over Generations before letting it fall like a fountain into her mouth.

Slapp: So it's time to make a change! Generations; they're out, we're in! We're going to go all the way in the classic and we're going to have a victory bash with all the juggalos and juggalettes here in Maine!

Tick L.: WOOP WOOP! See ya next month!

Tick L. sprays more Faygo into her mouth before passing the bottle to Slapp who takes a big chug out of it to finish it off before tossing the bottle backwards onto Generations as they walk out of view.

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