WFL Uprising – Week 1 (New Beginnings) January 4th 2030.

  “WELCOME to the first Friday night of many. I am your announcer James Carter along with my less than competent friend William Hart to the right of me.” William then interrupts James with a chuckle and shoulder nudge before saying “Excuse the obvious sellout. Here at the WFL Arena in Los Angeles we are looking to make history. Tonight will be known as the start of the best entertainment television in the modern day, and that starts with our first match out the gate. The two ladies of opposite volition shall bump heads in a Street Fight for the WFL Women’s Championship! We have some certified bangers for our Mid-carders with the mysterious malevolent force known as 'Syne' who is supposedly Akame Walker underneath the mask. Having been driven to the brink of insanity after losing every match at his previous promotion, He is now driven to exact his revenge on those who dare to enter his domain. He will be fighting the crafty and daring Luchador Miguel Herra in a Submission match. We also have the debut of the cocky and flamboyant Adam “The First Man” White, although, there isn’t an opponent set for him yet. So we’ll have to keep you posted on that. And for our main event of the evening. We have “The Ladies Man, Shawn Walker” battling tooth and nail against “The Punisher, Alistair Black” in a Last Man Standing match for the WFL Undisputed Championship that will determine the new face of the company. All of this will build up into our first PLE of the month named “New Beginnings.” Our first PLE that will showcase the start of rivalries, relationships, and maybe even both. But besides all that, we have some surprises in store for you in cards that will be developed as the show progresses.” James cuts back in saying “So without further ado, here’s Referee Justin Chambers ready to call the match opener.” Justin Chambers raises his microphone and professionally says “This match is scheduled for one fall! And it is for the WFL WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIIIIIIIP! This match will have no DQs of any sort and will be a STREET FIIIIGHT!” As the crowd applause settles & Justin Chambers finishes his introduction to the match, the surroundings grow an almost pitch black shade. Then, the arena’s lights begin to flash red as Brutality by Ash Costello begins to blare through the air like a dominating war cry. The titantron switches on, showing a blood red fog. Through the enveloping smoke and haze, a figure emerges bearing a wide grin with a confident strut. She stands still - waiting for the music to build to its crescendo. She then tilts her head & back backwards, then throws them forwards to ignite the dual red pyros setup near the ramp whilst instantly changing her titantron to a two-faced version of her. One-half normal and the other half bearing a demonic visage with a wide-eyed grin. With that, Lilith begins her methodical & provocative walk down the ramp whilst lip-syncing her theme & basking in the many cheers flooding the arena all in her name. She is geared in a customized leather jacket that bears her name in bloodied letters, along with her gladiator-like shorts, fishnets that barely cover her many leg tattoos, and a prominent moon shaped tattoo on her forehead. She struts up to ringside then casually climbs onto the apron with an exaggerated slide, holding onto the ropes with one hand and leaning off it towards the audience bearing the same mocking grin to the crowd while they do nothing but cheer her on. The majority of the crowd collectively yell “EE-RA-DICATOR! EE-RA-DICATOR!” Lilith then climbs into the ring and saunters over to her corner to wait for her opponent whilst still shooting winks at some fans in the front row. As Lilith’s entrance comes to a close, the arena lights grow an almost golden white color before a choir begins to serenade the crowd with an angelic tune. The titantron swiftly shifts into a walkthrough of a royal palace, heading to the Queen’s royal room. The crowd instantly begins to boo at the audacity before the serenading comes to a close as the final words sing “BEHOLD THE QUEEN!” Then, LoveFuryPassionEnergy by Boy Hits Car crashes through the arena’s speakers as the lights shift into a strobe of different colored lights all flashing in sync with the beat. The titantron reacts instantly with the music as the doors to the Queen’s room bursts open, revealing Helena on her throne wearing a smug grin from ear-to-ear, with her legs crossed with regal disdain, holding her hands up with arrogant elegance. As the song reaches its beginning crescendo, Helena walks out onto the entrance ramp in a conceited & haughty manner to match her smile with her hands held up with regal disdain. She’s wearing a diamond studded jacket, white and gold tights and boots, and a shirt that says “Royalty Lives, Peasants Don’t.” Helena stands perfectly still, expectantly, as a couple of her handlers place a royal throne in front of her. The throne is primarily colored gold, red, and silver with intricate carvings of successful wrestlers from the past, as if she’s announcing they are beneath her acknowledgment. Helena walks around the throne and sits on it, more of her handlers come out to carry her throne to the outside of the ring instead of her simply walking there. Her theme song continues to blare like a rebellious siren as the crowd almost drowns out the music with their boos and jeers. The crowd collectively chanted aloud saying “RO-YALTY SUCKS! RO-YALTY SUCKS! RO-YALTY SUCKS!” As they place her throne down and remove her diamond studded jacket, she rises and climbs onto the apron with continued elegance despite the crowd’s overwhelming hatred towards her persona. She makes a slow walk to her corner and leans against it to signal her readiness for the referee to introduce both fighters. Referee Justin Chambers steps up to the middle with his mic raised and says, “In the left corner. From the City of Angels, Los Angeles, California. She is 5’7 & weighs 140 pounds. She’s the dagger to your hope, and the demon in your dreams. THE ERADICATOR! LILITH, BLACK!” Lilith smirks in her corner and throws up the horns with both her hands to which the crowd cheers loudly whilst collectively chanting “LILITH’S GONNA KILL YOU! LILITH’S GONNA KILL YOU! LILITH’S GONNA KILL YOU!” Justin allows the crowd chant to die down before continuing, “And in the right corner. From the desert land of Phoenix, Arizona. She is 5’9 and weighs 145 pounds. She aims to claim her rightful spot as the best women's wrestler of the modern day, and isn’t afraid to get down and dirty to do it. THE QUEEN OF HARDCORE! HELENA, QUINN!” Helena leans calmly in her corner and throws up two middle fingers aimed towards the crowd behind her which causes the arena to drown out all the subtle noises in boos & jeers following with a collective chant saying “YOU’RE A PRE-TENDER! YOU’RE A PRE-TENDER! YOU’RE A PRE-TENDER!” Referee Justin Chambers is handed the WFL Women's Championship belt and he raises it up to show everyone what’s at stake which is met with a loud applause. The commentators enthusiastically add their commentary on the incoming bout with James Carter saying, “The Eradicator Vs The Queen of Hardcore. What a time to be alive on a Friday Night Will.” William interjects saying “Ain’t that the truth. This match will set the precedent for the women’s division for years & years to come, and that all starts tonight with these two superstars giving it all they’ve got. Although James, maybe if you gave all that enthusiasm from introducing these women as you did your marriage, maybe you wouldn’t be divorced.” They both laugh jokingly as the camera pans to the two women circling each other before they call for the bell to start the match. Helena starts the match off with a shock as she slaps the daylights out of Lilith with a spontaneous open palm, laughing after she does it. As Lilith recoils from the slap, the boos and jeers to Helena grow even louder. A developing chant echoes through the arena saying “YOU F**CKED UP! YOU F**CKED UP!” They prove to be right as Lilith responds with a backhand slap which boosts the crowd's morale into cheers. The two then begin to exchange slaps back & forth to the crowd's delight as they alternate chants between “YEAH!” and “BOO!” Lilith gets the upper hand and delivers a knee to Helena’s ribs causing her to double over. She then follows it up with a Gutwrench Suplex to the canvas causing Helena to roll over in pain, leaving her crawling to the corner turnbuckle to try and regain some semblance of stability. Lilith takes advantage and runs to the turnbuckle opposite of Helena, then sprints towards her seated position aiming to execute a Hip Toss. Helena manages to throw herself away from the turnbuckle which causes Lilith to slam into it at high speeds, leaving Helena free to kick her legs out from under her so that they’re both on the ground. Helena scrambles onto Lilith in a top mount position then starts delivering elbows & punches to Lilith’s chest and head to the crowd’s disarray. After taking a decent amount of punishment, Lilith growls with rage then throws a chop at Helena’s throat which instantly halts her attack and forces her to back up whilst coughing profusely. Lilith takes advantage of her moment of weakness and flings herself towards the ropes, rebounds off of it, then strikes Helena in the chest with a pristine dropkick that sends Helena careening out of the ring and onto the floor. She lands on the ground with a thud and Lilith slowly gets back up, stumbling onto the ropes for stability as she plots her next move. Commentator James Carter chimes in on the match’s progress saying, “These ladies are putting everything on the line here tonight folks.” William chimes in with a nod saying, “Kind of like how you gave your all to that ex who left you for someone else?” The two look at each other with professional chuckles at the jabs. Although, there is a hint of some underlying tension building between them. But, before they can add anything else, Helena stumbles back onto her feet, her back hitting the announce table. As her vision settles, she doesn’t get a moment of reprieve as Lilith runs from her position on the ropes and hits a Suicide Dive to the outside of the ring, crashing into Helena. A daring move that has both ladies falling over the announce table which forces James and William to back up from the table cautiously. Lilith winces in pain but manages to crawl over to Helena to start faintly punching her in the ribs as she regains her strength from the bump. Helena takes a good amount of strikes before she manages to kick Lilith off of her and scramble back to the nearby barricade. As Lilith gets pushed back, she begins to lose her cool at Helena’s unwillingness to stay down. She turns to look at the crowd for assurance and they answer her call saying, “WE WANT TABLES! WE WANT TABLES! WE WANT TABLES!” Lilith then grins in satisfaction and nods her head to heed their call. But, as she goes to turn around, Helena is already back to her feet with a steel chair in hand. Lilith can barely react before getting cracked over the head with the steel chair, falling against the announce table with scattered breaths. Helena holds up the chair with a mocking grin to the crowd and they respond yelling, “YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!” The hateful cheers do nothing but fuel Helena’s fire as she strikes Lilith again with the chair to her back. As Lilith falls on her back, Helena elegantly walks to the ring and pulls up the apron to look underneath it. She slides out a table and begins to set it up as Lilith lies limp near the announce desk still reeling from the chair shots. As Helena sets up the table, she mocks Lilith’s Devil horns taunt before walking over to her limp body, picking her up, and placing her on the table. The crowd makes it fully known they can’t stand her as she elbows Lilith in the jaw to make sure she stays on the table. Lilith groans from the pain and can do nothing but faintly glare at Helena since she can’t immediately move. Helena slides into the ring and climbs atop the corner turnbuckle, throwing up gun fingers whilst looking at the crowd to say, “ACKNOWLEDGE YOUR QUEEN!” The crowd isn’t going for any of it and begins another collective chant yelling, “WE WANT LI-LITH! WE WANT LI-LITH! WE WANT LI-LITH!” Helena rolls her eyes and waves them off as she turns back to Lilith to prepare a stunt that would validate her name as the Queen of Hardcore. She points to the sky then leaps off the turnbuckle with a pristine version of the Swanton Bomb that she calls “Queen’s Gambit.” A gambit that would prove to be devastatingly costly as Lilith manages to fling her body off the table leaving Helena to brutally crash through it. James Carter cuts in with a loud exclamation saying, “GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY WILL! SHE BROKE HERSELF IN HALF!” Will follows up bearing an expression of awe and trepidation as he says, “I think the Queen’s deck has run out of cards James. I don’t think she’s getting back up!” Helena appears almost motionless besides the steady rising of her chest to indicate she’s still breathing. Lilith takes advantage and picks her up, although it isn’t a quick process since she’s still recovering from the earlier bumps. Lilith eventually manages to roll Helena inside the ring, sliding in right behind her. She throws up her iconic taunt to the crowd before slowly and methodically picking Helena up, looking to put her out with her signature headbutt she calls “All Red Everything.” As she sends her head plummeting down, commentator William Hart chimes in saying “And now, the only thing Helena will ever be seeing is....” Then James Carter cuts in smoothly saying “All, Red, Everything” as Lilith cleanly lands the Headbutt which instantly drops Helena onto her back, setting herself up to get pinned. Lilith grins to the crowd with her tongue out as she calmly lowers herself to the ground, lifts Helena’s leg up for the count, waiting for the referee to slide into place. Referee Justin Chambers slides into position right next to them and begins slamming his hand onto the canvas for the pin count. “One… Two… Thre...” He is suddenly interrupted as Helena gains just enough strength to fling her finger into the ref’s eye for an eye poke which makes him stop the count and fall backwards whilst groaning & reeling from the pain. Lilith presses the ref aggressively, enraged at him for the false count. “THAT WAS THREE GODDAMNIT! YOU’RE FUCKING WITH MY MATCH!” Lilith continues mouthing off to the ref as Helena takes the time to recover from Lilith’s signature move. The crowd joins in on the enrage towards the ref collectively yelling “REF YOU SUCK! REF YOU SUCK! REF YOU SUCK!” Helena bides her time, recovering and waiting until Lilith’s in prime position. After a few tense moments, she finds the moment and pulls the trigger. Launching up off the ground with a primal like scream, jumping adjacent from Lilith’s back, wrapping her arm around Lilith’s neck, and falling down to the ground in a leaping reverse bulldog she calls “Jagged Edges.” The move connects cleanly and Lilith falls limp on the canvas in a spontaneous turn of events. “JAMES SHE DID IT! I THINK SHE’S GONNA DO IT! SHE’S GONNA WIN!” William Hart says as Helena drops down for the pin attempt. She lifts Lilith’s leg up and is convinced she’ll win, but there’s no immediate referee to call the count. The crowd proceeds to mock her by chanting the numbers that she has Lilith down for, collectively yelling “ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE!” Helena proceeds to let go and frantically walk over to the ref to shake him back to his senses as he’s still recovering from the eye poke. After around 5 seconds of painful blinks, the ref nods his head and is prepared to make the count with just the one eye. But, those few seconds would cost Helena everything she had worked for. For when Helena turns back to go for the pin, Lilith is already back up. Staring at her with a blood riddled grin. Lilith then proceeds to knee her in the ribs which causes Helena to double over in agony. Then, she grabs her head firmly and charges her knee for a devastating knee strike she calls “Eradication.” All that’s heard is a loud crack as the move lands and Lilith drops back down for the pin attempt. The referee is now coherent enough to make the count. She nods her head enthusiastically to the rhythm of the count as the ref yells “ONE! TWO! THREE!” As the count finishes, and Lilith’s theme song hits once more, the confetti is shot into the sky to celebrate the first women’s champion of WFL Uprising, Lilith Black. Lilith gets up with almost infectious glee as she yanks the title away from the ref and holds it up for the crowd to see. All the miscellaneous sounds in the arena are completely drowned out by the crowd’s cheers. The referee grabs his microphone and enthusiastically speaks into it saying, "And your NEW, WFL WOMEN'S CHAMPION! LILITH, THE ERADICATOR, BLACK!" A collective chant grows progressively from the crowd saying “YOU DESERVE IT! YOU DESERVE IT! YOU DESERVE IT!” Helena is still knocked unconscious by the devastating knee and will have to be carried back to backstage by the medics who are on their way to the ring. Lilith slides out of the ring, holding the title with her teeth as she makes her way up the ramp to end what was a history-making match that will be remembered for years to come.

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