AV 17 Main Event World Title: Alison Seong vs Cecilia Northman (c)

Preceded by: AV 17 Tag Title: Imperial Order (c) vs. Masuyo & Valley Doll
Followed by: AV 17 Closing Ceremony



Alison Seong



vs.

Cecilia Northman




Match Type: Title TLC match
Winning Condition: The World title belt will be suspended in midair above the ring, the winner and champion will be the wrestler who uses a ladder to retrieve the belt

Pledge of a Demon started to blare on the arena's speakers as the lights started to flicker in tune with the beat of the song as the over lights dimmed. The titantron illuminated the arena as Alison's silhouette appeared on stage in front of the flashing background before the song picked up and bright flash blinded those caught in it's glory, as if symbolizing Alison's (self-appointed) shining figure overwhelming everyone who saw her as the lights returned to normal, aside from the flashing red lights on various spotlights.

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Wearing a new outfit for the occasion, Alison marched down to the ring. One would've thought she'd be wearing a smug smirk on her face having gotten a title match by aggravating and infuriating the champion into one and bypassing any other contenders. However, after what happened backstage before this night during her interview to explain her actions, Cecilia had gotten the jump on her and brutalized her, returning the favor after their impromptu arm wrestling match. Elements of each other's beatdowns were incorporated into their match, Alison almost breaking Cecilia's spine on a table and Cecilia nearly bashing Alison's head in with a chair, management only saw fit to throw a ladder into the mix for a Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match.

Numerous tables and ladders were set up around the ring with chairs either resting on top of tables or sitting against the barricade as Alison made her way to ringside. She hasn't been in a match that had this much potential of being so violent and destructive outside of her own move set as she ascended the stairs and stepped into the ring. Walking right into the center of the squared circle and right underneath the belt hanging above the ring, a spot light shined down on her as she spread her arms and basked in the spotlight for everyone to see her before she took the belt down from above and dethroned Cecilia as the World Champion!

Her head would lower down from leaning back as her eyes slowly opened and lips curled into a smirk, she was ready for this. She was going to use everything around the ring to deliver a crash derby level of pain and destruction on Cecilia until the soon to be former champion was left broken and beaten beneath her feet, but not knocked out. She wanted the Swede to watch her climb while she was helpless to stop her as she took down the title and rose it above her head!

Alison's entrance was over, leaving the center of the ring to back up in her corner, awaiting the Champion to arrive...

Well it was yet another time to headline Avalanche. The main event was taking place after a good few impressive matches, as was the usual case when it came to Avalanche. The biggest event of AFW, which drew all the onlookers to watch. Cecilia was going to fight it out tonight against a relative newcomer to the scene, she hadn't been in a whole lot of matches but she had certainly made a name for herself when she came down to the ring and threw down that challenge.

Cecilia and Alison Seong had done a little arm-wrestling challenge where not only did the Asian-American prove her strength was able to match that of Cecilia Northman's, she also blatantly attacked the blond powerhouse and then drove her down with a brutal move right into a table, all before posing over Cecilia with the champs belt. A scene which made it's way to many magazine covers and websites, talking about how Alison might just be the fresh young blood that was needed to liven up the scene.

The People's Champion didn't care about that though, she paid Alison back for the underhanded beatdown with the exact same tactic and the result had been a match between the two was made just for Avalanche. A TLC match nonetheless. With her belt already suspended from the arena ceiling above the center of the ring, just barley in arm-reach if one were to climb one of those huge ladders that was laying around the squared circle. Not that it mattered though, Cecilia was going to destroy this cocky upstart and then easily climb up and take her title down.

Waiting for Alison to make her way down towards the ring, Cecilia was getting ready. She decided to wear her usual outfit now as this wasn't much of a special event for her. All she really felt Alison had proven was that she had some strength behind her, but that wasn't going to be enough for her to put up a decent challenge!

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The theme of Cecilia started to blast out of the speakers and with it the buxom blond powerhouse stepped out onto the ramp and started to make her way down. The cheers of the crowd as usual starting to drown out her already heavy and loud music, Cecilia made her way down the ramp and all the way towards the ring. She would stand there and look up at her belt for a moment before she'd then slip in under the bottom ropes and push herself up towards her feet, raising her right arm as if victory had already been determined for her.

Cecilia would then start to walk up towards the center of the ring, right hand on her hip as the left arm was left hanging by her side, cocking her head to the side as she would sneer at the Asian-American challenger.

Alison scoffed as she saw the Swede Champion, making her way down to the ring in her normal attire. Alison wasn't expecting much from the champion but it still didn't sit well with her. Cecilia continued to insult her by not taking her seriously just like before, another blow to Alison's pride as her scoff turned into a scowl, pacing her side of the ring as she watched the Champion enter the ring, her lackadaisical attitude and stance continuing to piss off the prideful upstart off as they glared at each other from across the ring before they walked towards the center, meeting in the middle as the introductions began.

Alison turned a deaf ear to all the introductions, keeping her eyes locked with the red of Cecilia, seeing nothing but the arrogant smirk of the Champion that made her want to break all of those teeth of the Swede and shove them down her throat with impunity. It would most likely be in Alison's best interest to keep her anger under control but in this instance she didn't want to. She was going to let her rage wash over the champion and let it beat her into the ground until she got what she wanted.

The AFW World Championship.

Smashing the Swede's face in was just an added bonus. A very much appreciated bonus. The fact that she was in the main event of Avalanche made the occasion even more prominent that she needed to achieve this. If she did, then there would be no one in the World who didn't know her name.

Standing across of Cecilia in the center she stood with her head tilted back and her eyes looking down on Cecilia before straightening out, taking a step forward to lock foreheads with Cecilia before the bell rang. "Let's see if you can even walk out of here under your own power."

Cecilia watched as Alison started to step up towards the center of the ring, meeting the blond with just a foot or so of distance between them as the they stared each other down. The tension could be cut with a knife at this point as it was clear that neither of these two women had any ounce of respect or liking for one another.

The Swede would not really listen to the introductions or the rules, she knew what was the deal. There were no rules, and she knew who she and who Alison was. Alison was the cocky upstart who was going to get her ass kicked tonight, and Cecilia was the dominant People's Champion, that was all there was to it.

Though a few seconds after the introductions, Alison took a bold step. Fitting of the cocky young upstart, as she stepped forward and rammed her forehead against Cecilia's, mashing their huge tits against one another as she challenged the Swede right up. " Ref, you better have an ambulance on standby, cause this bitch is getting broken in half." Cecilia said as she would keep glaring into Alison's blue eyes, pushing her forehead and chest into the buxom challenger.

It was a rare occurrence for Alison to have anything but indifference when she pounded someone's face. Standing in front of Cecilia there were plenty of emotions and reasons to do that. Pride, angry, putting Cecilia in her place, taking the blonde's smirk and smearing it into the canvas the list was endless at this point as the two were practically glued in the front, both of them pushing into each other from the forehead down in an attempt to try and shove the other back.

Neither one of them were willing to back off from each other as Alison growled as she felt Cecilia pushing back and heard the threat from the Champion. "Yeah, get that ambulance ready. Because this bitch is going to need all the help she can get, stitching her head back on." she fired right back. There was no more need for trash talking, there was no more need for posturing up and trying to intimidate the other. It was down to who could beat the other so badly that they had nothing left to stop them from ascending the ladder and taking down the prize.

And because of that, there was no need for painful sounding words. Alison would quickly attempt to go for a quick short range headbutt to stun Cecilia long enough to take a step back and tried to deliver a big boot, looking to ram it right into her cheek or nose and smear that smirk right off of her face for an explosive beginning! Alison didn't need any of that slow build nonsense, she was going all out to claim what was hers!

Cecilia and Alison were clearly sizing the other up at the moment, the Champion locking rather lax though while the challenger looked more than ready to go. The Match would determine which one of them were truly worthy of the Friction World Championship after all, and in this case there was just a matter of which one of them could pull off the feat of defeating the other and pulling that belt down. Cecilia was more than confident that she was going to be the winner, after all so far all that she knew about Alison was that the woman was strong, and mostly a damn coward for that sucker punch shit she pulled earlier.

The words of Alison caused Cecilia to raise an eyebrow though, she would let out a light sigh and narrow her eyes a bit towards the buxom powerhouse before her. " I'll make you eat those words." Cecilia said as she would then be caught by surprise, as Alison pulled snapped her head forward and smacked it right into the buxom blond powerhouses face! " Nngh!" Cecilia grunted out, it was painful, but not by a lot. What came more was the surprise as she was forced to stagger back a step.

That one step was enough to allow Alison to pull her long and powerful leg up into the air and drive her boot right into the Champion's face! Causing the buxom blond beauty to crash right down onto the mat on her back with a loud thud as Alison took to the first blows in the match. The referee frantically calling for the bell as the match seemed to now be under way!

With another quick shot when Cecilia wasn't expecting and Alison already forced an opening for herself as she brought her foot up and blasted the champion right in her smug face with a boot! The match got underway, the Brash Upstart already in the advantage seat as fans booed. No one respected a cheap shot, but Alison didn't care. All she cared for was hoisting that Championship belt over her head. Bringing a hand up to brush her hair out of her face while rubbing the spot she nailed Cecilia with, Alison would waste little time in pressing her advantage as she flew into the attack. Rushing on top of Cecilia, Alison went straight for a ground and pound tactic, grabbing a handful of Cecilia's hair on the back of her head and began to rain down punches onto the champion's face.

It wasn't going to be pretty, it wasn't going to be technical, she and Cecilia had to physically destroy one another if either or hoped to pull down the belt. And Alison still remembered the chair shot that she had to repay Cecilia for that lead up to this, although she had grand plans for the Champion. It was more of an ascension ceremony for Alison more than an actual match. In either case, she wanted to make it grand.

"Looks like all you're eating right now is my fist! So suck on that bitch!"

Cecilia grunted out as she was down on her back, shaking her head a bit as it was feeling a bit woozy after that surprise headbutt which had been followed by a nasty big boot straight to her face. The blond was about to start groggily push herself up, until Alison's rear pressed down upon her well trained abs, forcing the Swedish champion down onto her back. " ugh..." Cecilia grunted out as the raven haired upstart took a firm handful of blond locks and yanked Cecilia's head up just a little.

Then the punches started to rain down upon her face, punch after punch flying down onto the buxom People's Champion's face. " Uugh!" Cecilia grunted out louder and louder with each punch. Her arms moving up to protect her face from Alison's punches, trying to put up some form of guard to prevent Alison from laying a beating upon the blond bombshell's face!

Fist after fist she rammed it into Cecilia's face, throwing all of her weight as she could with each blow to try and bash in Cecilia's face. But the surprise factor was soon wearing off as Cecilia brought up her arms and started blocking mostly. Figuring that she could use her strength for something else, immediately rising up and releasing the head to try and plant her boot again into Cecilia's face. This time she'd attempted to stomp right down on Cecilia's mug and shove it right down to the mat.

If she was successful, she'd put her weight into the stomp and tried to walk over Cecilia by shoving all of her weight down onto her foot. Showing the Champion what she really thought of her in her entirety with a smug sneer on her face! Alison would stomp around the ring, scoffing at how easy it was and showing that Cecilia couldn't take the hits that she dealt out. Even going as far as bringing her boot up, that she used to walk over Cecilia's face, and wiping it as an insult to the champion.

After her little bout of taunting, Alison turned her attention back to the champion as she lifted her foot, this time trying to stomp down on Cecilia's chest to keep her grounded!