SS 19 AFW Championship - Alison Seong (c) vs. Adrian Kytes

The crowd let out a collective cry/gasp of shock as Adrian's back crashed against the apron in horrific fashion as the unsympathetic Champion would take a moment to admire her own handiwork before grabbing onto the legs of the draping challenger to shove them back into the ring and roll Adrian deeper to the center before quickly sliding in after her.

She would make sure to continue pushing Adrian, getting as far away from the ropes as possible to prevent a ropebreak from stopping her from walking out with her Championship as she would plant her forearm in Adrian's face and laid down on top of her, trying to secure the winning pin!

After being unceremoniously rolled into the ring and shoved along the canvas, it looked as though despite all her skills and her illegal strategies, she was going to meet the same end as every other veteran who'd challenged the dominant Alison, with the raven haired powerhouse adding that little extra smugness to it all as she let her forearm smoosh in the challengers cheek as the Referee began the count at "One!" with little doubt that the match was over at this point.

By the count of "Two!" however, Alison would regret her hubris-tastic pin attempt as when the referee raise her hand for what many expected to by the third and final count, Adrian's arm moved up to grab at Alison's neck, yanking her over the top as the former cosplayer lurched into life, lifting her own shoulder up and rolling the champion into a pinning predicament of her own!

Alison bore down on Adrian to keep her squished to the mat with her arm pressed right into the face as she watched as the referee got into position and started counting. Her smirk grew as the referee's hand rose up for the final count as it started to come down. But in her moment of expecting victory, Alison's guard was relaxed as it allowed Adrian to grab onto her while forcing up, using her momentum to roll Alison over as her challenger quickly reversed the pin!

Alison was taken aback, confused to what just happened as the referee quickly got into position! "One!" she slapped her hand as Alison kicked her legs, trying to find the right leverage to try and kick out of the fast pin attempt as the referee's hand came down again, "Two!" tucking both of her legs in, the Champion would shoot both of her legs up to try and buck Adrian off of her!

Adrian was less bucked off, and more launched off Alison as she was sent flying across the ring, this time landing in a dignified enough heap to start crawling towards the relative safety of the corner. Last minute desperate pin aside there was no way the brunette was getting back to her feet without some form of assistance and the referee could tell, asking if she wanted to throw in the towel while she struggled to pull herself up to the second rope.

Throwing Adrian off of her, Alison would push herself to a seated position as she gritted her teeth, the fact that she had her pin reversed in such a fashion especially after thinking that Adrian was done, only showed how stubborn her opponent was as she got to her knees and slowly made her way up to a standing position. She was panting for air, it was a long and exhausting match as her Challenger was irritatingly hard to put away as she moved into finish off Adrian.

If an X-Plex onto the apron wasn't enough, then she would simply hit her harder as she would grab onto Adrian's head, attempting to yank her away from the ropes and if she was successful, would attempt to shove her head between her thighs for Death by Winter!

While Adrian might have been slow to her feet, she was not slow about hooking an arm over the middle rope to stop the champion from yanking her out of the corner. "N-no!" She grunted as she hung on for dear life, letting the hapless official try and get a rope break from the raven haired powerhouse before she had to start a count and risk ending a main event in a disqualification.

Nothing could last forever though and the challenger was yanked off her feet by Alison, the purple clad fighter swinging her foe around like a rag doll to get her out of the corner inadvertently causing the referee to get hit by an unintentional cross-body from Adrian as she was flown like a kite so Alison could set her up between her thighs while the ref's groans on the canvas gave a melodious backing to the challenger's own noises of pain and discomfort.

The sudden kayoing of the referee now meant that the unfolding chaos within this championship match had now become unofficiated chaos. The brutal contest continuing nevertheless between the reviled champion and the controversial cosplaying veteran who was intent on attaining championship gold for the first time in her historic career. A breakneck pace having been applied for the majority of the match up until now. Alison's spiteful maliciousness overcoming Adrian's deceitful trickery and ingenuity to the point where the sudden stuffing of Adrian's head between the champion's thighs could very well be the precursor to the match's impending conclusion. Those still in Adrian's fanbase rooting for the Phillie native to overcome the odds and dethrone the champion, her recent disreputable actions still not enough to erase all the good-will she had garnered as a scrappy fan favorite always fighting onward with all of her heart and sou-

Bullet Club:

The trademark assault rifle skull and crossbones suddenly illuminated the monolithic Titan-tron, grungy guitar riffs and and a flickering light-show of white and black spotlights signaling who was about to come strutting out from behind the curtains. Both brazen club members sporting their iconic t-shirt design, splatter painted pants and frilly tasseled boots as they made a determined beeline down the silver road. Stunned shockwaves coursing throughout the entire arena from the baffling appearance of the infamous tag-team, speculation arising as to what their motives could possibly be when neither sister had any affiliation with either competitor in the ring. Though one fact could be ascertained given the steel chair Mackenzie was brandishing and the kendo stick that Nikita had slung over her shoulder....neither were carrying wholesome intentions to the ring. The Bullet sisters splitting up once ringside, both beginning to circle the ring like a pair of hyenas around a trapped gazelle. Both sporting fiendish smiles as they kicked off the top half of the steel steps and tapped their weapons along the ring apron...

Pulling and yanking on Adrian as she hid in the corner of the ring, Alison was not going to let her breathe for even a second, even as the referee tried to pull her off for Adrian was in the ropes. Alison was not obeying the referee's order to break, throwing her shoulder at the referee to shove her off as she yanked Adrian out of the corner with great force, flinging her back towards the center with great intensity. However, the referee was but into harms way after being shoved off by Alison, giving her no chance to prepare for the sudden collision with Adrian as she was sent to the mat. Alison growled out in frustration as the referee couldn't do her simple job of staying out of the way.

No matter, she didn't need the referee to be awake when she planted Adrian halfway to hell as she grabbed her by the hairs, shoving her between her thighs as she was about to haul Adrian up and onto her shoulders. But then suddenly, Alison heard the speakers beginning to play as her first reaction was to look at the stage as she saw the skull and guns of the infamous pair. Alison only knew of them by name, how they were brash and brazen like a certain someone she knew. The interruption was not well received by the Champion as she would throw Adrian down to the mat when she spotted one of the sisters emerging from the crowd, armed with a chair before catching the other on the other side with a kendo stick.

The look in their eyes suggested they weren't here for a close up look at the match as Alison stood guard, wondering what their objective was for interrupting her match!

While she would have liked to not be thrown down on the canvas at all, they way things had played out was certainly a lot better for the former cosplayer than she had hoped. The champion had given up on trying to powerbomb the challenger and for that Adrian was thankful, as for why? That was a different matter "You know," Adrian snarked through a pained grimace as she pulled herself back to her feet "If you didn't try to cripple me, this would be a heck of a lot easier."

Breathing hard and with a pain in her back beyond the reach of over the counter painkillers, Adrian Kytes was up and standing side by side Alison, watching the two vultures surrounding the ring with sinister smirks and more sinister weapons "Guess we're doing this," she said out loud for everyone to hear over the pulsing guitar riff "I take the one on my right, you take the one on your left. Deal?"

"Like I can see to the future." Alison dryly snarked as she kept her eyes on the sister in front of her. Hearing Adrian's offer, Alison scoffed, she would've taken on the two on her own if she had to but having someone else to even the odds at a pivotal moment in the match was going to be helpful, especially because she wasn't going to let these two ruin her record with a DQ or No Contest lost.

It would've just given Adrian another shot at her championship, which she was ready to be one and done with it. "Fine. Don't take too long. I'm going to kick the rest of your ass after we're done with them." she let out, eyeing the sister of the Bullet Club.