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as the show comes back from commercial, in the time slot before the main event, a highlight video begins to play. It's from this year's One NIght Stand, with the women's title on the line. It shows some back and forth action, but slows down on the ending with bianca down on the outside and janelle up on the top turnbuckle, debuting her newest finisher, the J-sault, to pick up the pin on Claire and celebrating with the Women's championship amongst the cheering fans. the video closes out as the camera shows the current arena

Make Me Move hits the PA as red and purple lights flash. The fans cheer as the new EEW Women's champion walks out, the title belt in hand. Heading down the ramp with a smile on her face, she stops in the center and raises the title over her head as purple pyros shoot off on the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the new EEW Women's champion, Janelle Damone!"

Janelle heads down to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope, then rises up. Letting the title belt rest on her shoulder, she takes up a mic as the music dies out.

"In case you all missed it, last night I achieved something I thought my time had passed to achieve. I finally won the EEW Women's championship, a title I helped elevate into one of the most sought after titles in Gaia history."

she pauses as fans cheer.

"I was more surprised than anyone when I was granted this title shot. I wasn't the most pleased with it being in a triple threat match, but I was determined that this time, I would come home with the gold. I didn't give a crap about some surprise entrant, who proved to be none other than Bianca. I didn't care that I'd lost once to Claire Hawkins. I'd beaten her before in other federations, and I knew I could do it again. I knew One Night Stand was my night."

some appreciative clapping from the audience makes her pause again.

"But now that the glow from the thrill of winning has worn off, I stand here perplexed by the current situation."

the crowd falls silent, unsure of the direction of this line of thought

"You see, I stand here as the women's champion, but I stand here with no one left to challenge me. This once proud division, once made famous by myself, Damita Ace, and Yuke, now stands in EEW as something of an afterthought. Damita, Yuke and I put on a match once that blew the male competitors out of the water. Now, Damita's gone, Yuke refuses to compete here, and i stand here with a title that means something to me, but little to others because our management here doesn't care about it."

the silence continues, the audience now enraptured with the women's champion.

"In case you don't get it, I blame management simply because they suck. They have failed to hire and retain female competitors by thinking of us as an afterthought. I stand here with no earthly idea who even still has a contract here. We deserve better treatment than this. We deserve the opportunity to come out every night and do what we do best."

Janelle looks into the camera.

"I'm not talking slapping each other and pulling hair and giving stinkfaces. I mean wrestling. Those that pioneered this division originally did so because we were just that damn good. And I, for one, am still that damn good. I feel its high time I prove it. So here's the thing. If management can't give me a female challenger for this title, I guess I'll be going into the men's divisions and taking their titles too. So, it seems to me, we're now missing an Extreme TV champion. And guess what. Since there's seemingly no women left to challenge me, that title is my new goal. When management finds a woman to face me, I'll defend this title as it should be and then go right back after the TV title. Why? Because I'm good enough to pull it off and management knows it. I'm done being so nice about it. I see what I want, and I take it. That goes for EEW, EWA, and any other federation I decide to sign on with."


(and cue interruptions if someone feels the need)

Janelle watches Nikki Blade, to her a rookie, make her way to the ring.

"So, you got something to say? Or are you just enjoying the view? Gotta say, I'm flattered, but you're pretty far from my type kid."

Janelle smiles slightly as several people in the audience laugh

Janelle looks up at her latest interuption.

"Oh really? You think you can beat me. I'd say i'm surprised, but you've always been delusional. So here's what I'll do. I'll let you walk down here and step into the ring, and I will personally slap you all around this ring. then, when i'm finally bored with you, i'll plant you like the b***h you are and keep the title where it belongs, around my waist."

Janelle raises an eyebrow.

"Come now, brantley, where's the innovation? Dime store hooker? I mean, i know that's your mom's chosen profession but some women actually have morals. But since you're a complete inbred retard, let me go ahead and repeat myself. Step into the ring so i can show you who the real b***h is."

Janelle had handed the title belt to the referee and was walking towards Brantley when the b*****d decided to do a pelvic thrust in her direction. as he makes his thrust, janelle looks him dead in the eye, then attempts to kick him right in the groin

"No, I'm the pimp. You're my whore. Now shut up b***h!"

Janelle then goes to give Brantley a hard kick to the ribs

janelle slides out of the ring and goes after brantley. Just to insult him further, she attempts to backhand him across the face

a kick to the gut forces Janelle to double over and step back. already, she's plotting her next move, despite the slight pain Brantley had caused