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[ Abracadavre - Elena Siegman ]

After her opponent's entrance, all remained rather hushed for the time being as the final participant's entrance was prepared. The music began to play, along with occult-like scenes flashing up on the titantron, letting the CWA audience know exactly who this person was.

I can fly like a bird, not in the sky
which can always swim and always dry
I say goodbye at night and morning hi
I'm part of you, what am I

I follow and lead as you pass
dress yourself in black, my darkness lasts
I flee the light but without the sun
Your view of me would be gone

As the soft melody turned into the heavy beat, a cloud of white fog swirled up from the stage where one might stand. It rose upwards, not spreading to any other area of the stage, funneling upwards until it reached a tall height. As quickly as it formed, the funnel of fog was blown away to reveal the tall, powerhouse of a woman standing within it. None other than Dallas Cruz, the Voodoo Queen herself!



I can see the damage that
I am causing you is so benign
You want me to be gone
But I have just begun
I am the only one "undone"
I'm a broken miracle now
in your head

I don't feel
Like I am real
But I know
It's all imaginary
Are they real
And do they feel
Is all the pain
just inside my head

The crowd cheered at the sight of Dallas who looked like she was definitely ready to step back into the ring for some of her own action! She might not have won her previous match, but that didn't bring her down! That just meant she was given another opportunity to make up for it! However, tonight's opponent was Renegade Young, a talented star who was quickly making his way up the ranks. She had never faced him before, but she had heard of his talent. Best not to underestimate him. Not that she had any intention to.

She stood tall, proud and mighty, ready to hold her own against who just might be her biggest threat yet! Dallas' hands were clutched tightly into fists, which she held up to her mouth and blew into them. A large puff of dust flowed out of her fists, which quickly ignited into a bright ball of flame! Win or loss, one could not deny Dallas really went all out with her theatrics! The crowd let out their hoots of approval, finding her antics to be quite amusing! Dallas smiled that infectious smile of hers, taking in the view of the crowd from where she stood.

I am what men love more than life
Fear more than death or mortal strife
What dead men have and rich require
I'm what contented men desire

You want me to be gone
But I have just begun
You will never know how far I've come
What goes up must never come back down
In your head

"And his opponent...making her way to ring from New Orleans, Louisiana....She is the Voodoo Queen, Dallas Cruz!"

After taking in the sights, Dallas began to make her way down the ring, all smiles as she looked to either side of the crowd surrounding her. Her hands reached out to touch at the outstretched arms of the fans. She looked happy as she mingled with the crowd, pleased to see they enjoy her as much as she enjoyed entertaining them.

She climbed up the steps, walking towards the middle of the apron as she took her time to savor the moment before stepping in between the top and middle rope, one long leg after the other. Dallas made her way to the opposite side of the ring, pressing herself against the ropes as she peered out into the audience. She kissed her palms, mutter her words of thanks and love into them before spreading them out towards the fans and the cameras, her own method of showing them her appreciation.

As she show boated for the crowd, she couldn't help but to notice Renegade Young. A strapping, athletic man, Dallas knew she was in for one hell of a challenge. She gave him a nod of acknowledgement while moving to various sides of the ring to face the crowd for a bit of more show boating and hyping the crowd up.

Soon, her music began to die down as Dallas slowly made her way to an empty corner of the ring. It would be noted that on either side of her bare shoulders where her smooth skin was visible, right on her deltoids, she had two symbols drawn on her in black paint. On her right, was a series of lines punctuated circle. On her left, was another much more simple than the first. Arcane symbols that only she knew the meaning of, though the same ones she wore at the last show.

Dallas stretched out her arms as she waited for the bell the ring, her lips muttering a small little mantra to keep herself focused. She noticed he extended his hand out to her for her to shake. That earned him some brownie points in her book. She liked that in an opponent. Regardless of what happened tonight, good sportsmanship was very much appreciated. Dallas offered him a smile, taking his hand in her own to shake. The CWA crowd seemed to approve of this. "Let's blow some minds, shall we?" she would say to him, just as the bell was heard.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

It's showtime.

When Young offered her a test of strength, Dallas moved in forward to accept and lock up. Dallas might have been slightly taller, but Renegade definitely looked like he outweighed her some when it came to muscle. None the less, she tried to hold her own, applying her force into the hold before attempting to maneuver her hold onto a single arm instead, looking to switch things up into a wrist lock.

Once his wrist was in her lock, Dallas would try to apply a bit more pressure to try and set quickly claim her dominance in the match. However, things don't always turn out as they are hoped! Keeping the pressure steady on his wrist (she definitely wasn't looking to shatter it, just to keep him incapacitated!), she rather flinched in surprise when Young somersaulted himself out of her lock and managed to give her a taste of her own medicine. "Aagh!" she cried out as her arm was twisted similar to how his was moments earlier. None the less, she was impressed with his athleticism and quick thinking. This was going to be good.

Dallas winced as her arm was kept in that lock for the moment, her free hand clenching as if that would help relieve some of the discomfort. There was shift, as he was suddenly behind her as was her arm. A pressure was felt behind her knee, feeling his foot begin to prod into that sensitive area. Dallas felt her knee begin to give out on her until there was a slight 'thud' as she was brought onto the mat, Young succeeding in bringing her down.