Bullet Club vs. S.A.S. - Sibling Rivalry

The satisfaction of slamming the Gaster sibling's hardcore mug into the treads of Mackenzie's boots still wasn't as pleasurable to the frazzled Nikita as when she finally tagged herself out of the match for some sorely needed R and R, rest and recuperation. The Bullet Club sisters exchanging places as Nikita propped herself beside their corner to rest up outside while Mackenzie stepped inside as the legal competitor.

"Smacking you around has definitely been the highlight of our time here so far..." Mack sneered while coaxing Alice back to her wobbly legs by her scruffy locks, the B.C. sister than taking a step back to begin socking Alice in the jaw with several exaggerated straights and peppering jabs to her face as if Mack was working over a hanging punching bag. Mack smirking devilishly throughout the demeaning boxing session, before kissing her right fist and winding back for an attempted straight shot to Alice's jaw to knock the Gaster sibling off her feet.

Bobbing and bapping Alice's head with peppering jabs was all just the warm-up act for Mackenzie's comically exaggerated "K.O." punch. It was a humiliating flurry of fists that floored the hardcore Gaster sister with Mack going into a bout of playful shadow-boxing with a bit of fancy footwork afterwards in a bold imitation of a certain world-renowned boxer renowned for stinging strikes and floating movements.

"Woo!! If you even dream of beatin me you'd betta wake up and apologize!!" Mack sneered with a pointed finger down at Alice, but the comedy act would promptly conclude however. Mackenzie would go sprinting towards the nearest ropes and take almost no time at all to balance herself on the top tether. A nimble balancing act taking place before the elder B.C. member would go flipping behind her with a mid-air twist and elbow pointed downward for a springboard elbow drop attempt.

Talented to a "T" but arrogant to a fault. The Jackson sisters immense wrestling talent was already overshadowed by their propensity for making sure the other wrestler's knew how awesome they were. Leading to Mackenzie taking all the time in the world to arrogantly smacktalk the downed Gaster sibling after going a few rounds with Mackenzie "Sugar Fist" Jackson. Unsurprisingly ending with Alice staring up at the rooflights and the overconfident Jackson sister repelling backwards off the ropes for an attempted blind elbow drop...

...only to have her be bouncing spine first off of the waiting legs extended outward by the still cognizant Alice. Mackenize wailing out an agonized groan while springing into the air like a rag doll, splashing to the canvas with her spine arched and a massaging hand soothing her back as best she could. All the while people began noticing and enthusiastically cheering for the masked GASTER valiantly making a concerted effort to retake her position in their corner and come to her sister's aid.

Playing with her prey with peppering jabs and an atrocious attempt at a Muhammad Ali impersonation all seemed like a good idea at the time, downright hilarious actually. But Mackenzie wasn't laughing anymore, and was instead scowling from the counter kick nailing her right in her arm and lower back. The elder Jackson sister growling under her breath while cradling the stinging point of impact on her arm to the raucous applause of the audience around her suddenly getting all wound about something.

That something being the hot tag of the battered GASTER sister making a beeline straight towards Mackenzie and putting the squeeze around her waist. Mack's eyes shooting stark-wide from the foreboding feeling of being dead-lifted off of the canvas at a creeping pace, the astonishing feat of limberness and strength amazing the audience and terrifying the B.C. member before her entire world was turned upside-down with a booming thud. Mack groaning bitterly with her legs dangling overhead and toned ass in the air for the first two slaps of the referee's pin count before abruptly bucking her legs up and to the side to prevent the third.

At the moment, the masked Gaster sibling was clearly drawing more parallels to a vengeful bat out of hell than the overlord of darkness she proports herself to be. GASTER having nailed the upturned Mackenzie with a seamless German Suplex and accompanying pin attempt that she nevertheless managed to wriggle her way out of...but her troubles were only just beginning to mount as she felt herself being tugged back to her feet under a wavering equilibrium and sent sprinting towards the opposite side of the ring before she even had a chance to gather her scrambled thoughts.

The tassels on Mackenzie's boots fluttered about as she unwillingly dashed towards the ring ropes only to be bounced back and greeted with GASTER's left arm hooking around her neck and slamming her back down to the canvas. The dazed Jackson sister bouncing back up to a seated position before slumping over to her side, grumbling and groaning with both hands soothing the back of her head...and her younger sister beginning to climb to the precarious heights of her corner turnbuckle. Not content with seeing her sister thrashed and preparing to perform a bit of high-flying bit interference.