Several developments had taken place since the previous POWA wrestling card had concluded, most of them promising to have a significant impact on all of the wrestlers.
First, and perhaps the most prominent, was the situation with Hector, Marisol's husband. Hector was in attendance during the previous wrestling card in which his wife lost to Helen in a championship match. But Hector was missing after the match, and there was great concern. That concern turned out to be justified when Hector was been found in the Men's restroom, passed out on the floor. He had had a heart attack and was discovered by a few fans. He was rushed to the hospital, were he spent a few days recovering and apparently doing quite well until a second massive heart attack claimed his life. Marisol was obviously devastated and the future of her wrestling career was now in doubt.
On a more positive note, there was also the addition of a new tag team to the POWA, a pair of identical twins from Japan, Lily and Iris Lee, who went by the name of the Flying Flowers. They would be competing in the next televised show, in a non-title match against the exiting champs, The Black Angels.
There also seemed to be another push by the POWA management to restore tag team wrestling to a prominent position.
Another new development for the POWA was the mandate to recruit new wrestlers to the league. The POWA had scheduled an open audition for the week following the upcoming wrestling show and that had attracted the attention of the POWA women as well, anxious to see what would come out of that.
Finally, the POWA management had conducted a secret poll over the past few months in order to determine who the most popular wrestlers were, and the results were just made public. There were a few surprises too, and not everyone was happy about it. The results were:
The winners
1st place - ToniAnn
2nd place - Barbie Doll
3rd place - Sunshine
The rest in order of popularity
Maggie
Helen
The Outlaw
Kim
Marisol
Stacey
But even aside from her low ranking in the poll, one the POWA stars was furious.
The Outlaw had won the Queen of the Hill Tournament, and accordingly the right to face Helen for the POWA Championship. She had also expected to face her in the upcoming show, but that wasn't to be the case. For whatever reason, the matchmakers had scheduled Helen to compete in the show as a member of her tag team, The Black Angels, and therefore not defending her crown against The Outlaw.
This drove the 19 year old crazy! She had earned the right to wrestle for the championship and was enraged at being passed over. She protested so vehemently that the matchmakers had no choice but to give her a singles match to try and pacify her. So they scheduled a match for her against Stacey to lead off the next show. The youngster was still not satisfied however, her anger growing each day leading up to the match. She was angry with the POWA, angry with Helen for ducking her, angry with the "Flying Flowers" for disrupting her title match, angry at the fans for not voting her the favorite, angry with Stacey for being there..... she was simply downright mad!
Stacey, on the other hand, saw this match as a great opportunity. Stacey had been struggling lately, but thought that this match could not only be her chance to turn things around, but to catpult her into the spotlight. If she could beat The Outlaw, then maybe she would become the next in line to wrestle for the title. So even though she was sure to be the underdog, she was not intimidated.
In addition Stacey other motivations for the match as well. A few weeks ago she had gotten a call from her old friend and former tag team partner, Heather. The two of them had wrestled together before Heather had moved away, and Stacey not only looked up to Heather, but revered her. So when Heather moved to California, thereby breaking up the team, Stacey was devastated. But they kept in touch from time to time, and now Heather was asking a favor of her old friend and former partner.
There was a woman named Ellen with whom Heather had become friends with in California. Ellen was a lawyer and her job had been relocated, so she was forced to move to the same city in which Stacey lived. In addition to being a lawyer however, Ellen also wrestled in her spare time. She had competed with Heather as a tag team partner while they both lived in California, and had some success. In addition, Elen and Heather had become very good friends, and so Heather promisd to se what she could do to help ease Ellen's transition.
Heather called Stacey and asked her to help Ellen settle in, find a place to live and eventually try to get her into the POWA. Stacey agreed, and as such, Ellen had temporarily moved in with her about a week before. But even though they were both good friends with Heather, they were just not hitting it off. While Stacey was reserved, a bit aloof and even a bit shy, Ellen was very intense, outgoing and personable. So even though Ellen was likable, Stacey became jealous of her. <./p>
Stacey was the more attractive of the two, but Ellen just seemed to really have her act together. While Stacey was pretty much a loner, Ellen seemed to make friends easily. While Stacey never really seemed to find the right career, Ellen was a very successful Lawyer. Stacey was also a bit jealous of the fact that Ellen had competed as a tag team with her old friend. That was a role Stacey cherished and did not like the fact that Ellen had taken her place.
Stacey was also very upset at having finished dead last in the popularity poll. She had not expected to be in the top few spots, but she did not expect to be last. But rather than despair, she made her mission to prove the fans wrong. She was determined to look her best and wrestle her best, to prove herself not only to Ellen, but to the fans as well. So Stacey had a good deal riding on this match, and did not realize how much pressure she had put on herself.
The night of the match came quickly, and Stacey arrived at the arena several hours before her match in order to prepare. She spent a great deal of time, meticulously primping herself so that she looked her best. When she was finally done after a couple of hours, she looked great. Stacey was a nice looking woman, tall and slender with incredibly long legs. At 5'9" and 130 pounds, she was also in great shape.
She did not rely predominantly on physical strength in the ring, nor was she particularly quick nor overly skilled technically. In fact her wrestling proficiency could best be described as adequate. But she had a very powerful weapon which she used effectively, and that was her legs. Stacey's long, shapely legs were not only great to look at, but they were very dangerous too! She used them to clamp scissors holds on her opponents, which often ended in a submission. She had even come up with a name for her scissors, calling it the "Curvaceous Crush".
Her face was cute, but needed a fair amount of make up to help it reach it's full potential. But once she fixed her frizzy, brown hair and spent enough time on her face, she was very pretty. Stacey was pleased with her appearance as she spun in front of the mirror, then she began a series of stretches to prepare herself physically.
Contrary to her opponent, The Outlaw arrived about 30 minutes before the match was due to begin. She stormed into her dressing room, still fuming about her situation. She slipped into her bikini, and then continued to stomp around, mumbling to herself angrily. She was also tall, at 6', even taller than Stacey. But unlike her opponent, the Outlaw was a naturally gorgeous woman. She needed no make up or special effects to enhance her appearance, as she was a natural beauty.
Her long, black hair flowed naturally over her shoulders, cascading down to her full and firm chest. She wore a black bikini, which enhanced her smooth, caramel colored skin, and a pair of sexy, knee high, black boots. There wasn't one physical feature on the young woman, which could be described as less than stunning, including her strength and fitness levels. But her temperament was another issue.
A rage had developed inside of her which had become downright scary to those around her. She had convinced herself that everyone was against her and the only way to succeed would be to destroy everything in her path. She sensed that Helen was just a few dressing rooms away, preparing for her tag tam match later on that evening, and thought about storming her dressing room. But she finally decided against it as she heard the crowd start to cheer, realizing her match was about to begin.
Stacey had been called to the entrance of the arena as the announcer finished his introduction before the doors flew open in front of her. Despite her dismal showing in the popularity poll, Stacey received a very warm reception from the crowd. As she strode down the aisle smiling, convincing herself that the poll could not have been right. The crowd loved her! She walked in front of Ellen, who was sitting right up front, content that she had made a good impression. But as Stacey climbed into the ring and the announcer than introduced The Outlaw, the real reason for Stacey's warm reception became apparent.
The Outlaw received a contemptuous reception, the crowd still remembering her reprehensible tactics during the Queen of the Hill Tournament. Though Stacey would never admit it, her warm greeting seemed to be more of a statement against The Outlaw than for Stacey. But the angry youngster could care less. She marched towards the ring with a surly expression on her face, ignoring the jeers and taunts. She climbed quickly up into the ring and stood in the center, waiting for the referee to give instructions.
Desiree, the referee for the evening, walked over and called Stacey over as well. She began to go over the rules, but The Outlaw showed little interest, instead using the time to threaten Stacey. She moved closer, to within an inch of Stacey, and stared menacingly into her face.
So I'm gonna make you pay! I'm gonna give you a hurtin' like you ain't never had before!"
Stacey stood toe to toe, not backing down. Though she tried not to show it, she was worried. The look in the Outlaw's eyes was downright frightening! But Stacey knew she had to stand tough. She even tried to respond to the youngsters threats.
"Oh yeah? .....Well.......I......"
But she was unable to think of a counter and instead ended up looking silly. Desiree finished up and directed the two back to their corners, but not before The Outlaw thrust her finger forward, pushing it into Stacey's chest.
"Your going down girlfriend!"
The Outlaw then turned and stomped back to her corner before turning to face the center of the ring. Stacey remained frozen for a moment or two, seemingly intimidated by the bullying tactics. But then she turned and marched back to her corner as well. The crowd jumped to their feet in anticipation of the start of the match and a moment later the bell rang to signal the start of the contest.
To no ones surprise, The Outlaw raced out of her corner, growling angrily as she charged at Stacey who was trying to set herself. The two locked arms, but the stronger youngster easily overpowered Stacey, forcing her back into the corner. The Outlaw raised her left hand and stretched her fingers, apparently trying to place Stacey's face in a Claw Hold. The slender Stacey raised both arms to defend herself and stave off the attack, but that left an opening, which The Outlaw took advantage of.
With Stacey trying to thwart off The Outlaw's Claw with both arms, the powerful youngster wound her right arm up and over her head before sending a brutal hack into the side of Stacey's pretty head, landing right next to her ear. The blow was crushing and violent and jolted Stacey's head to the side as she moaned in pain. Her ears began to buzz and she lost her equilibrium, wobbling a bit as she stood upright. A hush fell over the crowd due to the force of the blow, and it's impact on the now shaky Stacey.
Unchallenged, the youngster thrust her open palm into Stacey's face, completing the powerful Claw Hold. The Outlaw pulled Stacey further upright by her face, the groggy wrestlers' arms swinging at her sides. Spinning her toward the center of the ring, she then cocked her left arm and rammed her fingers straight into Stacey's unprotected tummy, with a vicious Knife Punch.
The tall victim tried to slump forward, but The Outlaw held her erect by the face. She pulled Stacey forward, delighting in the fact that she could drag her around the ring by her face. After a few more moments however, she backed Stacey against the side ropes and released the Claw before whipping her across the ring by her wrist.
Stacey charged across the ring, sagged into the ropes and then ricocheted back before being met by a devastating, Flying Clothesline. Stacey's legs abruptly flew into the air as her head came to a screeching halt. She just about flipped in midair before landing on the back of her neck, her body quickly crumbling to the canvas.
Stacey was hurt. Her head was throbbing and she felt besieged. The crowd was also overwhelmed by the quickness and violence of The Outlaw's attack. Though several boos could be heard, the majority seemed to simply look on in amazement as the youngster quickly went back to work.
Storming over to the fallen Stacey, she grabbed her by the hair and snatched her off of the mat, Stacey's face contorted with pain, her eyes vacuous. The Outlaw reached down and grabbed hold of the waistband of Stacey's bikini, still clutching her by the hair with her other hand. She then took a deep breath while releasing Stacey's hair and once again snapping a Face Claw on her. She then hoisted the sinewy Stacey into the air, holding her parallel to the mat.
The crowd began to roar their disapproval as Stacey was held over The Outlaw's head by a grasp of both her bikini and face. Her arms dangled downward, her long body extended horizontally overhead. The Outlaw paraded her around the ring, yelling to the crowd.
"You see this shit.... This little girl is going down.... And soon... so is your Champion ...... "
The Outlaw did not smile, in fact she seemed to get little satisfaction from her awesome display of strength. She was certainly an impressive site, her powerful yet sexy body flexed and taut as she strained to hold Stacey erect. She continued to parade to all four sides of the ring, making her rounds twice as she continued to vent her anger.
Stacey could not see, her face covered by The Outlaw's hand, which was compressing her pretty face. She could feel her bikini squeezing up her butt and crotch as the Outlaw gripped it. She was surprised at how strong her opponent was, and began to fear the inevitable landing.
Finally, after displaying Stacey to everyone, The Outlaw stomped back to the center of the ring and prepared to launch Stacey back to earth. She jostled the tall girl in the air, spinning her body around before lowering it onto her shoulder, Stacey was now facing upright, her back resting against The Outlaw's shoulder as she hung of of her. She expected to soon be the recipient of an Over the Shoulder Backbreaker, but The Outlaw had something else in mind.
The Outlaw tipped forward and let Stacey's upper body begin to slide down the front of her own before wrapping her arms around Stacey's waist, giving her upended body a bearhug. Stacey's arms fell toward the mat, her legs jutting up in the air as the powerful Outlaw began to squeeze tightly into her taut abdomen. Stacey's tongue fell out of mouth as she struggled to catch her breath, her face turning red from being held upside down.
Finally, after adjusting her grip and setting herself, The Outlaw let out a primal yell and then rammed Stacey's body down toward the mat, driving her shoulders into the canvas in a powerful Piledriver.
Stacey felt her entire upper body grow tingly as her chin smacked into her breast plate and her head bent painfully. She then began to topple over and crashed to the mat, her thoughts muddled, her upper body stinging with pain.
The errie silence was again obvious in the arena as Stacey was being completed devastated. The Outlaw stood ominously over her, staring down with contempt as Stacey huddled herself together for protection. Satisfied that she had demoralized her opponent, The Outlaw marched to the side of the ring and continued to spew her threats.
"Where is your champion?....... She is scared shit that's where.... She don't want none of this!"
The angry youngster stormed around the ring, inciting the crowd with her verbal taunts. She took her time, using the opportunity to advance her cause. Eventually she made her way back to Stacey, who was still lying on the canvas. She reached down to grab her by the hair, but Stacey quickly set her hands on the mat and whipped her legs around, smashing them into the side of The Outlaw's knee and knocking her off of her feet.
The Outlaw had made the same mistake she had in some of her previous matches. Once in control of the match, she worried more about the crowd than her opponent, thereby giving them the chance to get back into the match. So even though she had dominated Stacey in the early part of the match, the leggy beauty was putting herself in position to snap a headscissors on The Outlaw.
Stacey was now seated, and whirled her legs toward the fallen Outlaw, spreading them as they approached head. Stacey finally felt like she had a chance as she was just about to clamp her legs together. But the youngster wasn't about to get caught, and promptly grabbed hold of each of Stacey's calves with her two hands.
Stacey's eyes widened as her athletic foe began to dig her fingers into the soft skin on her calves. But The Outlaw was also positioning her body so that she could get to her feet quickly, which she did, still clutching tightly onto Stacey's legs.
With Stacey now lying flat on her back, a look of horror on her face, The Outlaw looked down at her with a rage in her eyes. She then pulled Stacey's legs up further into the air so that the back of her thighs were now facing her furious foe. The Outlaw then began to hysterically stomp the sole of her boots into the succulent skin on the back of Stacey's thighs.
Stacey's body floundered wildly as she screamed in pain from the furious attack. Each stomp seemed to be more powerful than the last as the seemingly depraved youngster continued the merciless assault. The skin on Stacey's legs quivered with each ferocious blow, but The Outlaw showed no signs of letting up.
Stacey's arms flailed helplessly over her head as her shoulders continuously were lifted off of the mat in reaction to the mighty stomps. The crowd booed vehemently, the noise competing with Stacey's agonized screams, but nothing seemed to phase The Outlaw, who continued the onslaught. Finally, after an insurmountable amount of landed kicks, she relinquished the attack, but the grasp of Stacey's legs.
With the back of each of Stacey's thighs now a crimson red, The Outlaw stepped between her victim's spread legs, and then turned to face her right leg. She pressed her knee against the inside of Stacey's right knee, and then drove her leg downward, holding Stacey's leg in place.
Stacey's leg fell to the side, The Outlaw driving the point of her own knee against the side of Stacey's knee as they hit the mat. The force of the impact was devastating, and Stacey screamed in pain. The Outlaw's knee had been driven cruelly into her won, and Stacey felt like she was hurt, and hurt badly. She rolled onto her side, clutching her wounded leg with both arms. But the youngster quickly got to her feet and stood over the ailing Stacey.
Not wasting any time, The Outlaw used her left foot to force Stacey onto her side, but then quickly stomped down with her right foot, directly onto the wounded spot. Stacey wailed loudly, but before she could even roll over for protection, The Outlaw quickly dropped her body, again driving her knee into the devastated region.
The crowd became irate and was standing, booing the vicious attack. But The Outlaw didn't seem too concerned as she grabbed the ankle of Stacey's injured leg and used it to drag her across the ring and near the ropes. Desiree looked on, trying to ensure that the youngster did nothing illegal. She also tri8ed to keep her eye on the crowd, as they were growing increasingly more hostile.
The Outlaw then quickly lifted Stacey's right leg and dropped the back of her foot down onto the middle rope. This was what Desire had been waiting for, and she quickly charged over to break it up. But before she did, The Outlaw again dropped knee down onto Stacey's extended leg.
Stacey's knee bent awkwardly inward and the distressed wrestler began to cry out loud. Desiree stormed over and pushed The Outlaw back, warning her about the illegal tactic. The Outlaw simply nodded however, obviously disregarding the warning. She then turned and again stomped her foot down onto Stacey's injured leg, causing Stacey's entire body to convulse as she cried out in agony.
The boos were now at the loudest they had been, and The Outlaw took advantage of it. Leaving the helpless Stacey by the side of the ring, she stormed across and began to again exchange verbal spars.
"You want me to leave this bitch alone?.... HUH?..... then bring on the champ..... where's Helen!"
Two or three of the fans from the front row stormed up towards the ring, and Desiree ran over to try and prevent them from entering the ring. The Outlaw used the opportunity to sneak back over to Stacey, again grabbing her injured leg and dropping it onto the middle rope. This time however, with Desiree tied up, trying to control the fans, she also grabbed the bottom rope and tangled Stacey's foot between the two, taut ropes.
This lifted Stacey's injured leg a couple of feet into the air, and held it there, trapped. The Outlaw then ran to the corner and quickly climbed the ropes. Desiree turned to see The Outlaw standing on the middle turnbuckle, but before she could see that Stacey's leg was trapped, one of the fans reached into the ring, diverting her attention. The security guards were having a difficult time controlling the fans now, and Desiree was needed to keep them out of the ring.
But poor Stacey was about to suffer the most, her wounded leg extended off of the mat and waiting to be pummeled. The Outlaw then jumped down, again driving her knee into Stacey's leg, just below her knee.
Stacey screamed again, her leg bending clumsily as it screamed with pain before starting to go numb.
As The Outlaw pushed herself up onto her feet, Stacey whimpered below her, her skin now cold, clammy and a sickly, pale color.
It was obvious that the beleaguered Stacey had been injured, and perhaps even broken her leg, but The Outlaw showed little concern. Desiree, realizing what had just happened, ran over and immediately pushed The Outlaw back, away from Stacey. She then freed Stacey's leg before turning back The Outlaw.
"You try that again and this match is over, got it?"
The Outlaw glared back defiantly before responding.
"This match is already over...."
And with that, she walked back over to Stacey and grabbed her by the ankle. She then dragged her to the center of the ring, Stacey slapping her arms in protest as she screamed, tears streaming down her face. Having dragged her body to the center of the ring, The Outlaw dropped her legs and stood over her, staring down at her sobbing foe. She shook her head once in disgust, but then leaped into the air, pulling her leg out in front of her and dropping the back of her thigh down onto Stacey's throat.
Stacey's body trembled as The Outlaw now atop her, squeezing her other leg beneath Stacey's head and locking a headscissors into place. Stacey's face quickly turned from a sickly pale color to bright red as the crowd booed ferociously. Stacey waved her arms frantically to signal her submission, and Desiree gestured for the bell to ring.
The Outlaw however did not let her up until Desiree turned back and pushed her on the back. The Outlaw then unwound her legs and smirked at the sniveling Stacey before getting to her feet and thrusting her arms up over her head.
A team of medics quickly rushed into the ring to attend to Stacey, and it only took a few moments before they signaled for the stretcher. The Outlaw meanwhile continued to yell for Helen.
"Where's the champ????...... Your next champ!!!"
Desiree stood by to ensure that The Outlaw did no further damage to Stacey, who was gently lifted onto a stretcher and carried out of the ring. She then moved off to the side as The Outlaw continued her tirade for several more minutes. Finally she walked over to the side of the ring where a team of security guards surrounded her, for her own protection, and escorted her back to the ring. The boisterous though beautiful warrior was pelted with beer and debris as she made her back to the locker room, continuing to jaw with the fans the entire time.
Stacey vs. The Outlaw
