Canadian Heat vs Trix and Thomas Cathy

[natalie]

JP: And what a night we've seen so far. It’s been one of the most historic evenings in wrestling history, let along in this history of this federation. I mean, having a match card being broadcasted from two different locations must be a first and I have to say it’s quite a refreshing change.

Ray: Once again you're showing your love for that man Rhaps. I just have to tell you one thing Jimmy, he's no Vlad. And Vlad beat him, so that shows right there that there's only one man who deserves our attention and he remains the undefeated behemoth. Aside from that, up next we've got potentially the worst match on the card. Three women in the ring, and a rookie at that.

JP: What's wrong with that Ray? Women have just the same right to be in the ring as men and Natalie Howlett has something to prove here tonight. She's been under the tutelage of Amanda and I think that fierce competitive spirit might have rubbed off on her. If so then Canadian Heat might just have the edge here tonight.

As the ring officials set the ring up for the next match, the lights are dimmed in the arena. The silhouette of Lizzie Morna can be seen as she clambers up the ring steps before ducking through the ring ropes and entering the squared circle. Wolf whistles can be heard as dozens of eyes fix their attention on the young woman stood in the ring. She shrugs off the whistles and raises the microphone to her lips. A few calls are heard from some of the more eager and enthusiastic male fans, causing Lizzie to stop he announcement and roll her eyes with dismay. She shakes her head almost sadly whilst a wry grin spreads across her facial features.

Lizzie: The next match is a tag team match and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Toronto, Canada and weighing in at a combined weight of 272 pounds. The team of Amanda Hallsworth and Natalie Howlett. Canadian Heat.

As Lizzie finishes her announcement, the familiar female laugh echoes around the entire building as Amanda's entrance music hits, signalling the arrival of both divas to the ring. Will You by P.O.D. blasts through the speakers, bathing the entire building in a vast tumult of noise whilst hundreds of voices lift up and animatedly cheer the arrival of the Amandific One. Natalie steps out alongside her mentor, a look of nervousness on her face as he shyly steps forwards, the arena lights flooding her in a luminescent glow. Amanda takes a few steps in front of her student, interacting with the fans enthusiastically whilst Natalie offers a small wave and wry smile to the fans cheering her name in encouragement. Amanda halts her progress immediately, beckoning her to follow her to the ring.

Natalie breaks into a faster walk, catching up with The Persuader easily as her confidence begins to blossom, blowing kisses to the crowd. A few Canadian's in the audience begin cheering fervently at Natalie's attire, her wearing red and white trousers and T-shirt combination with a Maple Leaf stitched onto the front. Amanda by contrast is wearing a simple white top and jeans. Both women approach the ring, Amanda leading the way as they troop up the steel ring steps. They duck through the ropes and begin waving as they walk around the centre of the squared circle. Natalie crosses the ring to the nearest turnbuckle, climbing up to the second rope and begins waving, loving the sensation currently coursing through her system. She jumps down quickly and stands next to Amanda as the entrance music fades out, awaiting the arrival of their opponents.

TBCB Trix or Thomas Cathy.

[Tamatoa Harikoa]

The crowd cheer on the beauty in the ring, not really caring who comes through the curtain next. A "Canadian Heat" chant erupts scattered around the gymnasium, as several homemade banners can be seen fluttering about, held high and proud. Not surprisingly, Ray White does not seem to know what all the fuss is about, and he sits at the desk with his arms folded as his co-commentating partner yahoos around with the crowd.

Jimmy Pate:
Don't you just think they are beautiful? Such poise, such beauty... Well of course you don't Ray. For a second there I almost thought I was talking to a real man.

Ray White:
Jimmy... I could show you just how much of a man I really am, but you're not my type hun, believe me.

Who cares about the ladies, its about to start raining men. Hallelujah!

Jimmy Pate:
Ugh... You start singing Ray and I;m gonna have to stick this here cowboy boot up your ass. Mind you, you might enjoy that...

To break the scene up, the piercing sound of Morse code bleeps from within the house PA system, followed by the blaring guitar sound of Thrice's Image of the Invisible that fills the arena once more with noise, cranked up almost loud enough to drown out the scattered "Canadian Heat" chants that still ring out round the arena.



As the verse starts, a solitary figure stands just in front of the entranceway, his hand shielding his eyes from the blinding light slightly. As the Tom-Cat steps forward into the lights of the Solid Core Gymnasium, the twinkle from his smile catches in the light. He stops, throwing his arms out into the air and letting his head rise towards the ceiling as if filled with helium. When he brings his arms down again, he pats the giant logo of the Welsh Dragon that his sprawled out across his t-shirt. Checking his wrists for tape, he cocks his head to one side, cracking his neck, before stepping off in the direction of the ring.

Lizzie Morna:
And introducing the challengers. First...
He hails from the streets of Cardiff, Wales.

Weighing in tonight at 235lbs. He is the Tom-Cat... Thomas Cathy!

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The Tom-Cat continues to swagger towards the ring, a smug grin on his face. He seems content with himself, scouting the opponents in the ring, and thinking of who e has been paired up with tonight. He walks with a spring in his step, but at the same time, maintaining a casual and 'cool' walking pace, not wanting to seem too over-eager.

Jimmy Pate:
Well... I would give my left nut to be in the Tom-Cat's position right now. He is out-weighed by woman tonight 3:1... My god, thats the kind of thing that dreams are made of! Or nightmares in your case huh Ray?

Ray White:
Very funny Jimmy. Well, seeing as you are incapable of talking sense at the moment, it looks as though I am going to have to take over for a second.

Thomas Cathy... Freshly imported from the streets of Cardiff, so you know he's rugged. I hear he has done some pretty nasty things in his time, doesn't it just make him more sexy?

Ahem... well, anyway. He showed up here last week all guns blazing, ready for his big debut, and lo-and behold... No opponents. Out of three! Not a single one!
Talk about an easy night. Well, judging by the size of him compared to the other ladies, this should be a walk in the park too.

Jimmy Pate:
Hold yer horses there just a second bub. A walk in the park? Hell, have you seen Amanda in action. She is a veteran of this ring. And if she says that this Natalie Howlett girl can fight, you bet your life... she can damned well fight. If the "Tom-Cat" thinks he can underestimate Canadian Heat, well he and Trix are going to be lying flat on their backs before long.

Still, win or loose. I would love to be in Thomas Cathy's shoes right now!

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The Tom-Cat reaches the ring, where the girls inside are eagerly waiting their first slice of the action. Smartly, however, he shakes his head at them, instead turning to wait for his tag team partner for the night.

Lizzie Morna:
And introducing his tag-team partner tonight...

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TBC Trix

[TPK/Acid]

As the words leave Lizzie's mouth Paint it Black by Roargasm blasts over the PA as Trix quickly walks from behind the curtain wearing a pair of black tattered jeans with patches on them, a black t-shirt with EVPW drawn crudely in crayons, a pair of purple fishnet arm sleeves, and a pair of black boots. Trix stands atop the stage taking a little bit of time to play to the crowd which they eat up.

Lizzie: Hailing from Black Diamond, Washington she stands five feet five inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and thirty-five pounds "The Queen of Scream" Trix!

As soon as Lizzie finisher introducing Trix to the crowd Trix places her hands on the side of her face and lets out a piercing yell which gets the crowd fired up, Trix smiles and rushes down the ramp as she extends her hands out to the side slapping the hands of the fans she passes as she rushes toward the ring. Trix reaches the bottom of the ramp and stops as she looks up into the ring and surveys her environment, finally content with what she sees Trix slides under the bottom rope and walks over to Amanda and Natalie, the three women share a few words before giving one another a quick hug, when this is over with Trix heads to her corner and pats her much larger partner on the back, she and Tom then converse about who will start the match.

JP: Well the stage is set, all competitors are in the ring and all we have to do now is wait for the bell, I have to say this once again though Thomas Kathy is one lucky son of a bitch, some guys would go through hell and back to be so close to three lovely young women like that.

Ray: Do you ever shut up about that filth Jimmy? I mean come on nobody wants to be anywhere near those three women, but i'll tell you this much i'd get in the ring with Tom-Kat and let him pin me...if you catch my drift.

JP: Well Ray I do know what you mean, I really wish I didn't but god help me I do.

Trix's music cuts off and Tom and Trix come to a decision, Tom decides to be a gentleman and allow Trix to start the match. Tom steps through the ropes and onto the apron as the bell sounds signaling the beginning of the match.

TBC

[Amanda Hallsworth]

Just as the bell sounds, Natalie nudges for Amanda to start the match off and she steps through the ropes and onto the apron. Amanda nods and turns around, facing Trix. Both diva’s had faced eachother once before and they both shared an enormous amount of respect for one another. Amanda took a step forwards and held up her hand, which Trix grabbed and the two grappled up. Trix got the upper hand and used her leg strength to push Amanda back into the turnbuckle. The ref makes his way over and tells Trix to back off, which she does do before he has to start the 5 count. Amanda runs forward and catches The Queen Of Scream off guard by slamming her arm across the top of her chest and knocking her down to the canvas with a clothesline. Natalie shouts from the corner to Amanda, cheering her on.

Amanda grabs Trix by her hair and pulls her up to her feet. She Irish whips her into the an empty turnbuckle, closest to the ramp. Trix slams her back hard against it puts bother her hands on the ropes, one at either side of the buckle. Amanda runs at Trix, jumping just before she gets to her and using her own body as a weapon by throwing herself against Trix. Amanda lands back on her feet and takes a few steps back and allows room for Trix’s body to fall limply to the canvas. She drops down to her knees and rolls Trix onto her back and covers her..

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Trix lifts her shoulder of the canvas just after the one count, Amanda’s attempt for a quick pin fall failing. She stands up, not surprised by the kick out. She lifts Trix up with her and pulls on her arm, letting her go and sending her running into the ropes at the other side of the ring. Amanda bends down, ready for Trix to come back. Trix saw it coming though and kicked Amanda in the chest, stopping her momentum right away. Amanda had the upper hand in the match until then. Trix used her foot again and kicked Amanda in the stomach so she bent over once more. She then grabbed Amanda’s head and dropped backwards, slamming Amanda’s head into the canvas..

::[.Ray White.]::
Tag Thomas Cathy in already..

::[.Jimmy Pate.]::
I’m sure he’s just enjoying watching the girls go at it at the moment, Ray. I think you should do the same.

::[.Ray White.]::
Your kidding right? Driving a woman’s head into the canvas isn’t very appealing, not even for me. Looks like Natalie is eager to get in the ring though.

Natalie Howlett was shouting for Amanda to tag her in, holding her arm out as far as she can. Amanda rolls onto her back and tries to get to her feet, but Trix grabs her hair and pulls her up, getting a slight scream from the Amandific One. She walks over to the turnbuckle with her and slams Amanda’s head into it a few times, and then pushes her into it so her back is to Trix. The Queen Of Scream places her arms around Amanda’s waist and looks out to the crowd, a smile on her face as she prepares for her finisher move from the corner of the ring. She takes a little too long though, just stood there listening to the crowd cheering. Amanda jumps up and kicks her feet off the turnbuckle, sending Trix falling backwards and Amanda landing on top of her.

‘The Persuader’, another nickname Rhaps gave her, rolls off the top of Trix and stands to her feet, holding onto the ropes and checking her nose for blood, after the DDT and few meetings with the turnbuckle. She gets right back onto attack however as she advances over to her opponent and picks her up, once again using the hair. She knee’s Trix in the stomach and pushes her back, before doing a handstand in the middle of the ring and placing her feet either side of Trix’s head. The crowd cheer loudly as Amanda turns, locking Trix’s head in so she can’t move anywhere quickly. She uses her hands on the canvas to spin herself round and then lifts her upper body up, forcing Trix to front flip and land hard on her back.



Amanda gets to her feet and looks over at Trix. She then looks out to the crowd and points over to Natalie. While Trix is lay in the corner of the ring, using the turnbuckle for support and looking over to her tag team partner, the crowd start a chant off.. ‘Nat-A-Lie, Nat-A-Lie’. Amanda walks slowly over to the other half of Canadian Heat and looks at Natalie who has a huge smile on her face. She shrugs her shoulders and holds out her hand for Amanda to slap, which she does. Natalie steps through the ropes and into the ring, getting a huge pop from the crowd. This slow tag however, bought enough time for Trix to crawl over to Thomas Cathy and tag him in.

::[.Ray White.]::
Yes Yes Yes! Finally some welsh blood in there! Wait… Is this good or bad for Natalie?

::[.Jimmy Pate.]::
I’m not sure to be honest, Natalie still seems really happy that she is stepping into the ring for the first time in EVPW and she doesn’t seem to mind about going up against The Tom-Cat.

Natalie walks to the center of the ring, as does Thomas. Amanda steps out from the ring and stands on the apron, starting off a clap which the crowd continue. Natalie walks forward to Tom-Cat and they grapple up, considering the weight and height advantage, it wasn’t surprising that Thomas got the upper hand in that grapple up, but Natalie uses her speed and kicks him in the stomach, keeling him over and then taking a step back. Cathy stands up straight, but Natalie thrusts her leg up and catches him right on the chin with a Superkick. He falls backwards and lands on the canvas with a thud. Natalie made a great first impression, perfecting the Superkick and getting a huge chorus of cheers from the crowd and a clap from Amanda.

Thomas Cathy stays down for a few moments and then moves about on the canvas, he rolls over onto his stomach and puts his hand on the bottom rope, pulling himself up to his feet, his back to Natalie. As soon as he turns around, he finds Natalie running at him, she jumps and lands on him, knocking him back down with a Lou Thesz Press, courtesy of her tag team partner. She rains down punches onto Thomas Cathy’s face, adrenaline pumping through her body with the excitement of fighting in her first match. She got back up, walking to the other side of the ring and looking out to the crowd, a smile on her face as she fires her arms into the air, still getting a huge cheer from them..

::[.Jimmy Pate.]::
The crowd love her, Ray. And she sure has made a good impression. Your first match is hard to fight in, but being a diva and having a male superstar as your first opponent is even harder. Well done Natalie Howlett!

::[.Ray White.]::
Oh come on, is it really a big deal? I’d much more see a new guy fighting instead of her. I do have to admit though, she seems to be a good fighter, the only thing wrong with her is that.. Well.. She’s female..

*Tbc*

[Tamatoa Harikoa]

Cathy lies on the canvas, still covering his face with his arms to sheild his face from the wild assault from Howlett. Natalie still has her hand in the air, pumping a reaction from the crowd packed into the gymnasium as she turns to flash a glance at her tag-team partner, a smile beaming from ear to ear. In the mean time, Trix slips into the ring, having seen Holwett become distracted and rushes at her opponent. The ref turns to send her out just a moment too late and she charges into Natalie, knocking her to the ground with a solid shoulder tackle. This recieves a loud boo from the fans, the noise reverberating off the wals and ceiling of the gym to amplify the din. Taking offense to te cheap shot, Amanda slinks back into the ring and grabs Trix by the scruff of her neck, and tosses her outside with ease. Taking control of the situation, the ref corners Amanda and orders her out of the ring aswell.

Jimmy Pate:
Like a mother bear protecting her cubs, Amanda looks like she has had enough. Its becoming a real cat-figt in there.

Ray White:
Somebody had better open up with a Ray White special "Bitch Slap" soon, or I'm going to show them how its done, girlfriend!

Jimmy Pate:
Ray... I am not your girlfriend, and if you dare "Bitch-Slap" anybody, as a man and for men everywhere... I will kick your ass.

Ray White:
Ok, don't get your panties in a bunch there Jimmy. Jeez, let tem get on with the match already.

Having had the time to recover, Thomas Cathy pulls himself to his feet, using the ring-rope as a balance. Shaking out the cobwebs from the Lou Thesz Press, he swaggers off across the ring towards his opponent. All thoughts of being courteous towards the ladies and not attackng females have long since dies from his mind. This, it would seem, is a jungle. It is a jungle in which the fit will survive and the others will perish.
As he approaches Natalie, she too is clawing her way across the ring, looking to stagger to her feet, but stops short when she comes across a big set of black wrestling boots complete wit dark green laces and a small embroidment of a Welsh Dragon on the toe. She follows the boots up with her eyes to a big set of legs before looking up at the face of Thomas Cathy towering above her, a revengeful smile stuck onto his face. Loud enough for the TV mikes to pick up what he is saying, Cathy gawks down at her before attacking

Tom-Cat:
'Allo poppet. Come to play?

With that, Cathy reaches down and places two hands on the scruff of her neck, forcing her back to her feet and lifting her into the air, so that her face is in line with his and her feet are left dangling in the air.

Ray White:
I don't know if he is about to kiss her or if he is going to crus her like a bug!

Jimmy Pate:
For her sake, I hope it is kiss her. Look at the size and power difference there Ray. The Tom-Cat could seriously injure poor Natalie Howlett in her first match. This is a joke of a match up, the poor girl is fighting against extreme odds, but so far, she has impressed

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Without so much as a look at her, Thomas Cathy tosses Howlett back to the mat, throwing her onto her back. She crashes into the mat with a thud and instantly starts reeling back across the ring, using her feet and hands to scramble away from the Welsh Tom-Cat. Cathy follows her, the game of cat and mouse seemingly amusing him somewhat. Inevitably, Howlet backs herself into a corner, and seeing no oter options, looks to fight her way out. She aims a slap across his face and it catches with a resounding crack, but only serves to put more of a smile on his face. Howlett lashes out again, this time with a closed fist, but Cathy cathes her wrist, turning her round into a Hammerlock and driving her face first into the turnbuckle.

Jimmy Pate:
Cathy has her backed into a corner. Inevitably, he is overpowering her, but like a hellcat, she is not going down without a fight.

Ray White:
Exactly why I don't date women Jimmy, imagine getting into an argument wit that... She'll claw your freaking eyes out. Too feisty for me!

Jimmy Pate:
some men like them feisty Ray... but you're too much of a girly-man to understand that.

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As Cathy feels Howletts body relax slightly, he lifts her up, keeping her arm in the Hammerlock position, till she is above his head and places her on the top turnbuckle. She howls in pain, screaming as the Hammerlock causes more numbing pain to sear through her shoulder and down her arm, throbbing with every beat of her heart. Wasting little time, the Tom-Cat grabs her from the turnbuckle, sitting her in a powerbomb position atop his shoulders. Spinning around and using the momentum from the turnbuckle, Thomas Cahty delivers a spinning sit-out powerbomb, driving her ligt body into the mat. She almost bounces off the mat , connecting wit her back first, then her head bouncing hard off the surface of the mat. Howlett's arms flail out in all directions as she crashes into the mat, flying limp away from her body till she comes to rest on her back, her head turned to one side and eyes closed softly.

Ray White:
Look at the raw power! Cathy really held nothing back with that shot. My god!

Jimmy Pate:
Yeah... I just hope that Natalie Howlett is ok after that brutal Powerbomb. Hell, te force of the move almst caused her to bounce clean off the mat again, and that is power. This is no trampoline!

Ray White:
Heck, even I kinda feel sorry for the poor girl. Amanda needs to get in there and check on her young partner.

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The fans, who till now had been indifferent towards the Tom-Cat had begun to start booing, however the arena was still split. One one hand, he was just doing his job, and executing a legal move to a legal opponent but on the other hand, he really was not holding anything back against the poor girl, considering the extreme height, weight and power advantages he had over her.
Natalie Holwett lies almost peacefully on the mat, her face expressionless and all signs of grimmacing from the pain now gone. She lies as if in a sleep, waiting for Prince Charming to wake her. Thomas Cathy, on the other hand stands up and walks the few feet oer to where she lies, and looks over the body momentarily, a thousand thoughts running through his head.

TBC

[natalie]

As Amanda slams into the canvas with tremendous impact, Natalie rolls back onto the ring, a look of confusion written across her facial features. Her mind slowly registers David Payne's involvement in the match as she retrieves the Brass Knuckles he slipped to her on the outside of the squared circle. A few seconds pass as he eyes scan the deadly weapon in her grip. She shakes her head slowly in abhorrence of the idea of using it in the match, slowly turning to face David Payne. She holds up the Brass Knuckles and shakes her head vehemently before throwing the weapon to the ground outside the ring, spitting on them as her way of showing her displeasure at the thoughts running through his head. The Canadian Angel's attention turns back to the action in the ring, both her opponents stalking the downed Amanda whilst the referee futilely fights with Tom Cathy to get at least one of them out of the ring to return the match to normal tag team rules. Natalie surges forwards instantly, all nervousness suddenly dispelled from her as she heads towards the Queen of Scream, a new found confidence beating within her chest. Unexpectedly, Natalie wraps her arms around Trix's waist, her lingers locking fast. Her iron grip prevents escape easily as Trix wriggles and writhes desperately within Natalie's clutches. Instantly, she lets out a primeval scream as he heaves the dead weight of the Roargasmic Warrior backwards over her head, driving Trix's face into the mat with tremendous velocity. Trix's prone form slumps on the canvas whilst Natalie's ever growing fan base openly applaud the German Suplex and the display of athleticism by the rookie diva.

JP: And as promised Ray, Natalie's showing here tonight that she's no slouch in the offensive moves department. Already in her first match she's had an impressive showing, even going toe to toe with Tom Cathy despite the weight and height difference between both superstars. Although she came worse off in most of the exchange, she's shown the heart and resilience needed to take her all the way to the top.

Ray: Ok, I'll admit one thing Jimmy. She did surprise me with her technical abilities and that German Suplex against Trix went a long way of proving that. But at the end of the day she's just another woman in a ring that should be left to the perfectly chiselled mahogany gods that comprise the EVPW roster.

Tom turns instantly as Natalie stands up, exuberant after taking Trix out of the equation for the time being. Pride flushes through her as blood rushes to her cheeks, turning them a beet red. A look of mild annoyance cross the Welshman's face as he bears down on his much smaller opponent, deadly intent flashing within his steely gaze. Natalie raises her hand sharply, bringing it down with force. Unflinchingly, Tom moves his own hand up, catching Natalie's attempted slap before it has a chance to land across his pale flesh once more. He has a grim set smile on his facial features as he suddenly hoists the Canadian Angel into the air, laying her across his shoulders as he fights with her to get his hands locked into the correct position to cinch in the Torture Rack. Realisation dawns on the young woman instantly and she struggles intently, not allowing Tom Cathy to get the submission hold locked in. She kicks and thrashes her limbs wildly, obstructing the Welshman's progress in getting the submission hold cinched in on the Canadian Diva. Suddenly, Natalie thrashes her leg, breaking Tom's grip. She immediately takes advantage, placing her hands flat on her opponent's back and pushing herself out of his grip entirely. As he falls backwards her arms flail for a few second before finding their target, wrapping around Tom's throat as she falls back to the mat beneath her. Her weight drags Tom downwards sharply, the back of his head careening nastily into the canvas whilst Natalie rolls to one side, more pride flowing through her system as she admires the damage inflicted by the modified Reverse Neckbreaker.

Tom rolls over to one side, his eyes clenched fast as the pain throbs through the back of his head, amazement dawning on him at how Natalie was able to counter his move. The Canadian Angel rushes to her feet, walking over to her mentor. Amanda shares a few brief words with Natalie before she begins to work her way to a vertical base, her glance shooting to one side and seeing Trix waiting patiently on the ring apron for her partner to tag her in. Thomas Cathy suddenly shoots up to his feet, his nostrils flaring with anger at his constant dissatisfaction registering on his face. He surges forwards towards both members of Canadian Heat, Amanda launching herself to one side as the Welshman bears all his hostilities on the rookie. Natalie ducks quickly, Tom's outstretched arm sailing wildly over her head as the clothesline attempt misses by a huge margin. Natalie rises to her feet after a few short seconds, both women nodding at each other as Tom turns to face the Amandific One all too late. His eyes bulge in his face as Amanda remains crouched and low to the ground. The Persuader nods once before pulling the trigger. Her foot rises ominously through the air, rocketing at huge speed towards the Welshman. He brings his arms up to his face in a vain attempt to avoid the impact whilst Natalie drops low to her knees behind him. In the same instant the Canadian Angel sweeps her leg low to the canvas, crashing into the Tom-Cat's legs. Tom's balance is instantly toppled as he sways dangerously to one side. Within seconds Amanda's foot catches him in the side of the face as he slams into the canvas, the force reverberating wildly as a dull thud signifies the impact at which he hit the mat stretched out beneath him.

JP: What a double team by Canadian Heat. Tom Cathy really got the upper hand earlier in this tag tea match up but David's interference that saved Natalie also may well have been the proverbial nail in the coffin for the team of the Tom-Cat and the Queen of Scream. Ever since her entry into this match Natalie Howlett has been on fire and that Russian Leg Sweep and Lips of an Angel finisher combination by Canadian Heat might be enough to get a three count.

Ray: No it won't thankfully. Even though he's been taking out Tom's shown amazing ring presence by rolling to his own corner. Natalie and Amanda are going to have to move quickly if they want to prevent Trix from tagging herself into this match. Too late.

Trix taps Tom's shoulder as he nears the corner. The referee throws his hands into the air to signify the tag has been made. The Queen of Scream suddenly lunges forwards, a vast scream being emitted from her lips as it rises into a crescendo of noise. She thrusts her arms out on either side as he bursts towards both of her opponents in a blur of speed. Instantly he forearm crashes into both members of Canadian Heat, rocketing Natalie and Amanda backwards into the canvas. Their lower backs smash onto the mat underneath and Natalie rolls to the edge of the ring as pain courses through her. Amanda rolls to her side, staggering wildly as she attempts to stand up whilst Trix continues to press the advantage. The Roargasmic Warrior's leg muscles suddenly bunch as she throws herself into the air. The young woman lies horizontally in the air before she kicks her legs out viciously in front of her, the soles of her boot smashing into Amanda's chest as the Yakuza Kick catapults her over the ring rope and to the outside. The slap of flesh hitting the padded mats below is heard as the Amandific One falls unceremoniously in a heap beside the ring apron.

TBCB

[TPK/Acid]

Payne: Well Trix just came in and cleaned house, but that little bitch won't have the momentum long not as long as my precious Natalie is breathing.

JP: She isn't "you're little Natalie" David. I am not sure if you have been following the not so subtle hints she is dropping, but it's clear to me that she wants nothing to do with you.

Ray: Aww ignore JP, he can be a real stick in the mud. If it's any consolation but I am a "Really" big of a fan of yours.

Trix leans over the top rope and checks on Amanda before turning back to face Natalie who by this point is slowly getting up to her feet. Trix hangs back and allows her opponent to get to her feet before walking toward the middle of the ring and bending down slightly glaring at Natalie who walks up to Trix who pops her self back to a stand and slams the back of her hand across Natalie's chest which rocks her back, Natalie rubs her chest a little bit but then quickly returns fire with a knife edge of her own, Trix and Natalie trade shot after shot for a good fifty seconds before Natalie switches up the pace by cutting Trix off and scooping her up before slamming her down onto her back before taking a step back and jumping into the air before completing a flip and landing her leg across Trix's throat making her grab it and roll around for a few moments.

DP: See, what did I tell you two chumps? Good god, you two are supposed to be the "experts" here...give me a damn break this is easy.

JP: Oh well excuse me, you got one call right and all of a sudden you are Mr.Big Shot Announcer Guy! Just call the match will ya.

Ray: You know David if you want to hit him I won't stand in your way, i'd do it myself but as you know he would probably crush me...and not in the good way either.

Natalie rolls to her side and stands up before getting to her feet and bending down, she grabs Trix's arm and pulls her to a stand before whipping her into the opposite corner, Natalie quickly charges at Trix and extends her left arm out slamming it into the chest of Trix making her stagger out of the corner, Natalie follows quickly up by leaping forward and wrapping her arm around Trix's neck falling to the ground with her smashing her face first into the canvas. Natalie wastes little time in turning Trix over and covering her, the ref slides over and checks the pin, he starts to count but only manages to get to two before Trix somehow manages to get her foot on the rope, meanwhile Tom-Cat is on the apron stamping his feet practically chomping at the bit to get another crack at Natalie, Trix slowly starts crawling toward her corner, Natalie works fast by grabbing the left ankle of Trix who gets to her feet and hops a couple of steps, she is barely out of reach of Tom so she leaps forward and brushes his hand causing the ref to signaling a tag, Trix rolls under the bottom rope and stands on the apron as she takes the time to catch her breath, Tom-Kat now advances on Natalie who is seemingly unphased by the sheer size advantage Tom-Kat has on him, Tom-Cat mouths something off and Natalie quickly throws the palm of her hand out to the side and connects with the side of his face making a loud popping noise getting a cheer from the crowd, Tom-Cat smiles and rushes forward before wrapping his arm across Natalie's throat and hooking his foot behind hers, he trips her and falls down with her making a thud on the mat.

Ray: STO! Alright, my baby is cleaning house in there...(looks at David) sorry.

David: No it's cool gay it up I don't care, just don't try that shit with me cause I won't stand for it!

David starts to go for the pin but notices something glint on the outside of the ring and quickly slides out of the ring, he grabs the brass knucks and places them on his hand, he conceals them and slides into the ring, Amanda however sees them and tries to step into the ring, the ref quickly steps in and cuts her off giving Thomas the perfect shot, he backs up toward his corner and waits, Natalie gets to her feet and turns around but before Tom can do anything Trix steps behind him and quickly slams her arm up between his legs doubling him over and making him drop to the mat, she quickly takes the knucks and tosses them into the crowd before stepping back onto the apron getting a cheer from the crowd, Natalie wastes little time and goes for the pin just as the ref is turning around prompting him to slide over.

David: Trix may be dumber than a bag of hammers but she did just save Natalie's precious precious skin so I have to give it to her for that.

ONE!

JP: Yeah she stopped Thomas from using those brass knuckles but at what expense to the team, are they even going to be able to work together after something like that. Though you do have to admire a woman with integrity like that.

TWO!

Ray: Give me a man with a nice body over a woman with..well anything any day.

TBC

[Tamatoa Harikoa]

The ref has his hand raised for the three count when Tom-Cat kicks out, the force of his kickout bumping Howlett off his body. Running on adrenaline and ignoring the pain in his groin, around the testicular region, he rolls over twice to get out of harms way and stands to his knees in the proces. Once on his hands and knees, he makes his way to his feet again. On his face is the unmistakable look of anger as he looks around for the mystery assailand of the low-blow. Putting two and two together, and seeing as Trix was the only one behind him, he turns to face her with his eyes shooting through her body like hot dagers through cheese.

Jimmy Pate:
If looks could kill... Trix would be in trouble

Ray White:
Don't count her out yet. I don't knw much about this Cathy charactr, but he seems like one ruthless son of a bitch. He's nearly twice the weight of Trixxie, and by the daggers he's shooting her right now... I'd say he's mighty pissed off!

David Payne:
Hell! The guy just got cheap shotted by his own partner, low blowed. He got hit in the balls by te one person in this match thats supposed to have his back... That would piss me off too!

Ray White:
I bet I know what else pisses you off Romeo. Looking at that Natalie in the ring and realising that she is too good for you. You can't have her, never wil. Have me instead Romeo... Where for art Thou?

David Payne:
Ray... You are one messed up little fag. I'm gonna have to get a restraining order on you dude if you give me that look again. I'd kick your ass, but you might enjoy that.

Ray White:
What... So because I am gay, I am automatically a sexual deviant?

Well, yes I do enjoy a bit of pain-for pleasure... But you can't assume these things about me Davy. We could have been fabulous together, but you have ruined it now. I don't want to speak to you right now.

Jimmy Pate:
Hell, if it was that easy, I would have said that to Ray years ago...

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Having still got the bras knuckles around his right fist, Cathy flexes his arms, Cracking his knuckles as he looks menacingly at his 'partner'. Trix does her best to put on an innocent face, protesting that it wasn't her by holding her arms out, like she knew nothing about it. Cathy shakes his head slowly, advancing on her. Before he can think about striking her, Howlett recovers and rushes at him, grabbing his head with one arm and downing it into the mat in a One Handed Bulldog. The crowd erupt into cheers as Howlett gains the momentum, the tension that had built up between Cathy and Trix being released somewhat. Staying on the offensive, Howlett dives down onto her opponent, locking in a headlock to start and then wrapping the Tom-Cat's body up with her legs. She applies constant pressure to the hold throughout both the headlock and body-scissors and Cathy is wrapped up, caught searching for the ropes, searching for his partner. But Trix, on the other hand, wants nothing to do with the tag. She raises her hands above her head and steps off the ring apron, leaving Cathy to struggle in the hold alone.

Jimmy Pate:
Headlock and Body-scissors combination locked in. Howlett is so fluid in her execution. Even in her debut here, we can clearly see that she is a skilled mat worker. Amanda has been training her well.

David Payne:
Yeah, but I almost feel jealous of this Thomas Cathy guy. Having all of that woman wrapped around you. I'm half expecting a wardrobe malfunction in the pants department... Those wreslting shorts don't hide much at all.

Ray White:
Unless he, you know... "Bats for the other team"... In which case, I will be making a night-time visit to the hunk's dressing room. Hehe.

Jimmy Pate:
If, and that is a strong IF, If he were gay... Do you really think he would go for a scrawny weed like you Ray? Do yu ever stop to think that the guy migt be focusing on the match and getting the hell out of that hold, and not worrying about who he has wrapped all around his body?

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Using his power to free his arms enough, Cathy pushes down, lifting both himself and Howlett off the mat in a press-up. Howlett grits her teeth as she applies more pressure to the headlock, hoping to cut off the air supply to his head and cut out his use of power, but it is too late. The Tom-Cat leans back, all 235 punds of his body straining as he squat thrusts back to a vertical base, Natalie Howlett now hanging off his back like a baby possum to its mother. Knowing that this will most probably not end well for her, Howlett keeps one arm lockes around his head, sliding dangerously close to a choke hold, while the other fumbles round Tom's face, looking for an eye to gouge. Cathy strains his face, narrowing his eyes by screwing them closed and walks toward the turnbuckle.
Still being an influence from out of the ring, Trix grabs one of Cahty's ankles and twists his foot, throwing him off balance, he teeters and totters to regain composure, giving Trix enough time to grab the other foot. Wit both feet in her hands, Trix yanks backwards and her partner, carrying Natalie Howlett on his back tumble to the ground. Tom-Cat lands back first, and his fall is cushioned by the small frame of Howlett that is subsequently crused under his larger 235 lb body. Howlett lets out a small yelp on the way down, the sound muffled as her face is driven into the back of Cathy's shoulder. From the other side of the ring, in her respective corner, Amanda gasps. Her suprise is followed by encouragement as she hollers across the ring

Amanda Hallworth:
"Come on Nat! Get up!"

Amanda then proceeds to slam her open palm down onto the turnbuckle, the crowd beginning to clap along with each slap until the entire gymnasium is a din with the sound of rythmic clapping and encouraging cheers directed at Natalie Howlett.

Jimmy Pate:
Se surely is a great competitor. She has the desire, she has the talent and already she has the fans backing her. Listen to that noise Ray... When have you or I ever recieved a reception like that?

Ray White:
Well once, at this gay pride convention. I was doing a seminar about gay men in the wrestling business. But I'm sure that that is off topic, right?

Jimmy Pate:
Yes Ray, yes it is. Jeez, I don't know why I ask your opinion. What do you think David? You couldn't be any more clueless than Ray.

David Payne:
Well... Too early to tell. She's a great diva. And a great set of... "credentials". But that won't matter if she is suffocated by the Tom-Cat!

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Cathy takes his time in standing up, leaving Howlett lying on her back on the mat. keeping his focus on his opponent this time, rather than being distracted by Trix, Cathy grabs Howlett around the neck by both hands and lifts her like a doll, so that her feet are off the ground. He releases one hand, so that she is set up for a chokeslam, then takes two steps forward ans choke slams her into the turnbuckle so that the padded metal drives into the small of her back. She bounces off the turnbuckle and crashes awkwardly to the mat again, amidst a chorus off booing to Tom-Cat's rough treatment of her. Natalie lies face down on the mat as Cathy climbs the turnbuckle, his much oversized frame casting a shadow over his fallen victim as he climbs higher and higher, closer to the roof of the gym.

Ray White:
Cathy is heading up. Usually I like it when men go "up", but this has bad, bad news written all over it.

Jimmy Pate:
The size differences are immense. Cathy is so intent on finishing this match off with an exclamation point that he does not care realy what happens to Howlett. he will break her in half!

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Cathy readies himself to jump off, the crowd gasping at the situation colectively. One fan yells "Don't do it!" above the leve of the noise in the gymnasium, but Cathy takes no notice. He braces his knees, crouching slightly and jumps high into the air, falling feet first towards Howlett in a form of a Ghetto Stomp. Trix, however, remorse and vague concern on her face pulls Howlett out of the ring towards her. Howlett falls on top of Trix, knocking them both over as Tom-Cat lands on both feet hrmlessley on the mat.

David Payne:
Holy crap! That guy was for real?!
That is one ruthless son-of-a-bitch!

Jimmy Pate:
And lucky his partner was there to save the day, or that could have gotten ugly. He was going for the Kiling blow right there. People don't get up too fast from a Ghetto Stomp off the turnbuckle!
Despite the lengths Cathy is willing to go, however, I must say that he seems to have a tactic, singling out the inexperienced Howlett. till now, he has kept the wealth experience and talent that is Amanda relatively on the idelines while he works over the young'un.

Ray White:
Works over? He damn head crushed her head with his boot! He's, he's rugged!

Spinning round to see what had happened, Tom-Cat follows the trail out of the ring and spies Trix trying to help Natalie to her feet. with both women so close to the ring, Cathy hold the top rope and flings himself at them in a Plancha Suicida, corkscrewing hs body till he lands plush across both Trix and Howlett. Both women are unable to take the weight of Tom-cat falling on them and crumble under the force of the move and the weight of the human anvil that was just hurtled at them. Howlett falls back to te ground instantly, her already battered body being battered some more, while Trixtakes the main force of the impact, crying out in pain from her partner's attack. Seeing all this unfold, Amanda is quickly off the ring apron and rushes around to the opposite side of the ring to give a hand, looking to beat Tom-Cat to his feet and unleash some of her fury for her "Canadian Heat" team-mate.

Jimmy Pate:
And cathy finaly unloads on his partner Trix, throwing cauton to the wind with that Plancha Suicida. Trix took most of the blow. hell, Howlet might have just been a bonus.

Ray White:
Well this is turning out to be mre and more of a three-on-one handicap than a tag-match. And it may be the only chance that the divas have of coming out on top.

Girl power baby!

David Payne:
Dude, I hate to be the one to break it to you Tinkerbell, but you are a man... I think.

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The carnage unfolds, with bodies strewn in all directions. Thomas Cathy claws his way slowly back to his feet as Amanda sprints her way around the outside of the ring to save her partner.

TBC

[Amanda Hallsworth]

Amanda gets to the side of the ring where Natalie, Trix and Thomas are, all of them ignoring the calls from the ref who is hanging over the top rope and pointing at them. Amanda picks Natalie Howlett up and leans her against the apron, telling her to try and stay on her feet. She turns around and makes eye contact with David Payne who just smirks at her and looks away. Thomas Cathy gets to his feet and rolls back into the ring. Trix stays lay on the floor though, not moving. Amanda walks over to her and lifts her to her feet also, checking to see if she is okay. Trix nods her head and tells her to get back to her corner so they can continue the match. Amanda walks away and puts Natalie’s arm over her shoulder, almost carrying her to the corner. She slides Nat into the ring and climbs onto the apron herself, holding out her hand. Natalie makes a quick tag and rolls under the bottom rope.

Thomas Cathy stays leant against the ropes, catching his breath. He looks up to where Amanda has just entered the ring and pushes himself off the ropes. Amanda doesn’t waste any time in going for the attack. She throws her right fist into Thomas Cathy’s jaw, catching him off guard and backing him into his own corner, where Trix is now stood. Amanda continues the onslaught, throwing left and right fists into the face of Thomas Cathy. The crowd cheer loudly as Trix steps down from the apron, giving Amanda room.

::[.Jimmy Pate.]::
Trix just stepped away from her partner, she could have tagged herself in, but it looks like she wants him to pay for what he just did.

::[.David Payne.]::
I don’t blame her really. I’m more concerned about Natalie though, she’s only just getting up.

::[.Ray White.]::
Ah, she’ll be fine. Amanda will take care of Thomas Cathy for what he just did.. Unfortunately.

Despite the ref telling Amanda to back off, she doesn’t. She uses her boot to kick Tom-Cat in the stomach, his back against the turnbuckle. She takes a step back and puts her foot across his throat and holds onto the top rope, pulling on it and adding more pressure. Thomas struggles for air, his arms swinging wildly as the ref tries to pull Amanda away. She pulls her foot down and kicks her opponent in the stomach again. Thomas slides down the turnbuckle to a sitting position, holding his neck. Amanda walks to the opposite turnbuckle where she makes sure Natalie is okay. Then she turns her attention back to Thomas Cathy and runs at him.

Just before she gets to him, she jumps off the canvas and lands in a sitting position across his chest and jumps up and down, connecting with a bronco buster which gets a huge pop from the crowd. She gets off the top of Thomas and throws her fist into the air and then points out to the crowd. Tom-Cat uses the ropes to get to his feet, trying to get the air back into his lungs. Amanda uses a bit too much time celebrating and pumping up the crowd, that when she turns around, Thomas Cathy runs at her, his arm outstretched headed to connect with Amanda’s throat. The Amandific One bends over backwards and puts her hands on the canvas, watching Thomas Cathy miss the clothesline completely..

::[.Jimmy Pate.]::
I love watching her do that move, it’s so humiliating for her opponent. Thomas Cathy sure is getting a beating from Amanda tonight.

::[.Ray White.]::
Told you she would get him back.

::[.David Payne.]::
Where was she earlier for Natalie though? She just stood there and watched. It was up to me to save her ass!

::[.Jimmy Pate.]::
No one asked you to come out, David. Natalie was doing just fine, and if Amanda thought that she needed to interrupt, she would have done.

Amanda stands back up to a vertical level and turns around, she jumps and puts her hands on the back of Thomas Cathy’s shoulders and pulls down, putting her knees into his back. She hit’s the canvas first, but her knee’s are slammed into Tom-Cat’s back, causing him the pain and not her. She quickly goes for the cover, but Thomas’ arm is under the bottom rope so the ref refuses to count. Amanda stands up and pulls her opponent up with her, pushing him into the corner and then grabbing his arm and pulling on it, irish whipping him into the opposite side. In mid ring, Thomas Cathy turns it around and reverses the whip so Amanda runs at the turnbuckle instead. As she gets there, she jumps and runs up the buckle, backflipping off the top of it and then spinning 180° in mid air. She lands back first onto Thomas Cathy, knocking him down to the canvas.

Natalie Howlett is now to her feet, noticing her tag team partner is down also, she bangs on the top of the turnbuckle, starting a clap off from the crowd. Amanda rolls over and stands to her feet, she looks around the crowd and raises her hand, lowering herself a little and gesturing with her hand for Thomas Cathy to get up, which he does but very slowly.

::[.David Payne.]::
Don’t turn around Tom.. Not unless you want to be hit with a chick kick. Don’t do it..

::[.Ray White.]::
Hold on, who’s side are you on here? I thought you were on Natalie’s.. Which means you want her to win, which means you want Amanda to win because they’re both on the same team. Which also means you do want the Tom-Cat to turn round and be hit with a chick kick..

::[.Jimmy Pate.]::
Are you gonna make him shut up, or am I?

Amanda seems to be getting more and more pumped up as Tom gets to his feet. Before he can turn around, David Payne jumps up from his seat and runs over to the ring, climbing the apron and leaning over the top rope, shouting to Thomas Cathy. Amanda stands up straight, an angered look on her face as the ref tries to deal with the interruption. It was easy to see that she was getting more and more pissed off with Payne as she shouted out to him

::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
Don’t make me come out there, asshole!

David laughs at her and jumps down off the apron, Amanda’s momentum being stopped dead as David’s little tantrum bought enough time for Thomas Cathy to get a bit of his stamina back. He goes right onto the attack, backing Amanda into the turnbuckle. He goes to hit her but she ducks under his arm. Thomas, now nearer to the turnbuckle, hits Amanda in the face with his forearm and jumps onto the top turnbuckle in a sitting position. Amanda wipes her mouth with her hand and then turns back to Cathy, she takes a couple of steps forward and puts her hands on the bottom rope at either side of the turnbuckle, kicking her legs off the canvas as she did so and doing a handstand.

She puts her feet around the Tom-Cat’s head and pulls him off the top turnbuckle using her leg muscles. He flips over and hits his back violently off the matt, almost bouncing as he wiggles about holding his back. Amanda walks to the side of the ring where David Payne is now sat back down commentating and looks over at him.

::[.Jimmy Pate.]::
If this weren’t a match, she’d have attacked you by now.

::[.David Payne.]::
You know Jimmy, I’m kind of sensing that that is what you want her to do.

::[.Ray White.]::
No, that’s not what he meant. Damnit Jimmy, do I have to save your ass every time something like this happens?

Amanda turns back around to face her opponent once more. She hears Natalie shout her name as she does so, but she didn’t realise it was because Thomas Cathy was onto her. As soon as Amanda faces him, he knocks her down with his arm, hitting a clothesline in the center of the ring and staying down with her, his arm still draped across her neck. The ref notices it and slides onto the canvas, starting the three count..

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Amanda didn’t kick out. Natalie Howlett got into the ring just in time to jump on the back of Thomas Cathy and break the pin fall. She quickly runs back to her corner and holds onto the string that is attached to the turnbuckle, a small innocent smirk on her face as the ref shouts at her. Meanwhile, Amanda uses her arms to pull herself over to her corner, while Thomas Cathy is doing the same thing. Trix is back on the apron and is now holding her arm out for the tag, as is Natalie Howlett. Both Amanda and Tom-Cat pull themselves to their corners, Thomas Cathy makes the tag first and Trix enters the ring. Amanda jumps and slaps the hand of Natalie Howlett, tagging her partner in. Natalie literally dives into the ring and faces Trix…

*Tbc*