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Kendra was pulled up by two handfuls of her red locks, the referee calling for her opponent to let go of her hair. Kendra, feeling reinvigorated, slapped away both of her opponents’ hands with the same vitriol she received earlier. Kendra then landed a hard kick to the gut that buckled over the other woman.

“Kendra, now upright, giving a hard kick to the belly, and it looks like she is setting up for something…”

Kendra slipped her opponents’ left arm over her head and behind her neck while grabbing her around the waist and then, with a forward swing of her right leg, performed a snap suplex that sent the woman in the cheetah print up, over, and down hard onto her back with a thud that vibrated the canvas.

“A snap suplex, nice!” Rhonda nodded.

“Now what’s she doing?” Dan Rich raised up to get a better look.

Kendra had circled around her downed foe and was now climbing up onto the southwest corner turnbuckle.

“Oh, what is this? What is she doing?” Brent repeated warily, standing up next to Dan.

Kendra, now perched atop the post, slowly turned so that she was facing the ring and rose up to a full stand. A steady surge of cheers poured in from all around as the fans were eager to see what Kendra had in store. Kendra brushed several loose strands of hair out of her face and then shouted down at her opponent. “Get up!”
The woman in the cheetah print staggered to a stand, wobbling about on her feet. As she raised her gaze to Kendra, who now towered over her like a mountain, Kendra leapt - raising her right leg up high and aiming it straight at the other woman’s exposed head. Kendra’s boot pounded straight into her opponents’ face and Kendra - all her momentum behind her - drove the other woman’s head straight down onto the mat with a thunderous boom.

“Oh, my God!” Dan Rich’s hat fell from his head as he jumped up.

“Like a sledgehammer to a spike, I’ll admit it that was impressive!” Brent shouted. “A big boot right off the top of the post to put away this match!”

“That’s it, lights out!” Rhonda called. “She is done!”

Kendra dropped down across her opponent who was as limp as a rag doll for a lazy cover, the referee kneeling for the count - the crowd joining in.

”One!… Two!… Three!…”

The crowd went berserk as the referee rose up and held three fingers high for the bell to be rang. Kendra slowly stood up next to him, her hair a mess and a beleaguered smile on her face as she looked down at her defeated foe and then all around at the crowd and finally at Fiona. The referee walked Kendra to the center of the ring, raising her right arm as the announcer called the match in her favor.

“Here is your winner by pinfall… Kendra… Snipes…!”

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Kendra reached down and grabbed her opponent by both wrists this time and pulled her up roughly. Kendra crouched low and slid the other woman’s dangling form over her head and onto her shoulders in a fireman’s carry, standing upright slowly.

“And Kendra now setting up with a fireman’s carry but wait…”

The woman on Kendra’s shoulders suddenly became animated, kicking her legs and writhing her upper body to try and slip free of the carry. She swung her right arm around and her elbow connected with the side of Kendra’s head. Kendra grunted and winced in pain, her brow wrinkled up furiously. Seeing her way free the woman in the cheetah print delivered three more sharp elbow strikes to Kendra’s skull forcing Kendra to let go. Kendra grabbed the side of her head as her opponent slid down her back only to jump back up and grab Kendra’s neck with both hands from behind.

“A neckbreaker after getting free from the fireman’s carry!” Dan Rich yelled as Kendra was dragged down hard onto the mat and bounced violently onto her side.

“Cover!” Brent Christi raised both hands high as Kendra’s opponent rolled Kendra onto her back and then lay her forearm across Kendra’s face. Just as the official dropped for the count the woman popped both her legs up and back and hooked her boots across the middle rope.

“Hey, hey, hey!” Dan Rich pointed his right index finger at the ring. “An illegal pin!”

“The ref doesn’t see!” Rhonda shouted.

“One!… Two!… T-…”

Kendra barely kicked free in time after a short struggle, rolling onto her side as the referee raised two fingers - unaware of what had been done. Kendra’s opponent, smirking at nearly swiping the match, had already removed herself from the ropes and came up onto her knees as she considered her next move. There was a mixture of cheers and boos from the stands at the cheap tactic.

“And Kendra kicking out at two, barely saving the match from a dirty pin!”

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Kendra stood up, dragging her opponent with her by the left wrist. The other woman suddenly swung her right hand in a knife hand motion down across Kendra’s wrist with a smack causing Kendra to lose her grip.

“A reversal and…”

The shorter woman ducked low and leapt straight into Kendra’s exposed right shin, Kendra crumpling down onto her left knee.

“And a shot to the right leg by Kendra’s challenger!” Dan Rich finished.

The shorter woman turned and made a beeline for the north side ropes, coming off them fast and straight for the still kneeling Kendra. At the last second however, just as her opponent went up off the mat, Kendra spun around and caught her in the air. The crowd went wild for Kendra as her opponent flailed helplessly, eyes wide.

“Kendra now with a midair catch off the Irish whip by her opponent!” Dan Rich exclaimed. With a loud grunt Kendra heaved upward and then slammed her opponent down hard on her back. “Bang!” Dan slapped the announcement table. “And a spinebuster!

“Kendra’s not done!” Rhonda nodded as Kendra sprinted across the ring to the east side, springing off the ropes and charging toward her downed opponent. Kendra leapt high, spreading herself out in the air, and crashed down across her smaller competition sending a jolt through her prone form. Kendra lay flat, unmoving in a simple pin position - the referee dropping for the count again.

“One!… Two!…”

The count was broken again by shoulders coming up off the mat and a short “aw” from across the front row.

“A kick free at two!”

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“For ‘safekeeping’, she said.” Dan Rich chuckled, eyes lingering on Fiona. “Fiona has that kendo stick in her possession now.”

Kendra’s opponent stood upright and then immediately rushed Kendra. Kendra went for a right arm clothesline but her shorter opposition easily ducked under it, then coming around behind Kendra. The woman went for a neckbreaker looking to floor her taller foe. Kendra however sensed the move coming and as her opponent went aerial and reached for Kendra’s neck she was met with only air and crumpled awkwardly down onto her knees.

“A dodged clothesline and a neckbreaker attempt by Kendra’s opponent but to no avail!”

Kendra grabbed the other woman from behind by her right arm and effortlessly flung her across the ring towards the east side ropes in an Irish whip. The cheetah print woman rebounded off the ropes and came back toward Kendra who tried a second clothesline, another dodge - followed by a second rebound off the west side ropes. This time however as Kendra’s opponent came back towards her the redhead dropped low and quickly grabbed her in her arms. Kendra lifted her opposition off the mat and spun halfway around slamming her down flat of her back.

“A belly to belly slam, and looks like a quick cover!”

Kendra lifted her opponents’ right leg, the official dropping for the count.
“One!…” The other woman quickly kicked out and got her shoulder off the mat but was obviously shaken as she slowly sat up.

“And a kick-out at one.”

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“And Fiona doing some ‘backseat refereeing’.” Dan Rich chuckled. “Her and the official both demanding that this other woman part with that kendo stick!”

Kendra saw an opening and suddenly rushed out from the corner. The ambusher flailed the kendo stick wildly but Kendra was ready, ducking under a second swing now and coming around behind her opponent. The cheetah print woman was notably short, shorter than Fiona even, with a slender build. Kendra had quickly gauged her own size and strength advantage and now that she was acutely aware of it wrapped her arms around the smaller woman’s midsection with the intent of a punishing slam. Kendra fell backward hauling her opponent with her, up and over Kendra’s collapsing form, and executing a flawless German suplex. Kendra’s opponent crashed down onto her head and shoulders, the kendo stick slipping from her grasp and skittering across the mat.

“A German suplex by Kendra after ducking under an illegal strike attempt with that kendo stick!”

“If I was Kendra I would have just taken that hit for the DQ win.” Rhonda laughed.

“Come on, Rhonda, where’s the pride in that?” Brent asked.

Kendra kipped up but instead of pressing the advantage turned her back towards the center of the ring, letting the opposition rise up to her feet. The referee quickly grabbed the loose kendo stick, tossing it out of the ring and then motioning for Fiona to clear the ring herself.

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Kendra’s music went silent, the overhead fixtures and banner lighting returning to the standard red and white associated with the brand. The company logo, a glaring white skull, appeared on the titantron. The crowd was settling in though there were restless murmurs all around. It was obvious that Fiona and Kendra were waiting for something but what? The seconds ticked by with nothing, just Defiant Dream standing awkwardly in the center of the arena.

“Stage fright?” Brent blurted out at the commentary table.

“No, I don’t-…” Rhonda started to speak only to be cut off by Dan Rich suddenly shouting, “Look out!”

The apron cover on the east side of the ring just in front of the commentary table was suddenly tossed up by a single figure that burst out from under the ring, a long staff clasped in their hands. It was a woman of short stature wearing a full cheetah print bodysuit paired with black ankle height boots, a single long ebony braid draped down her back. The “staff” in her possession was a kendo stick. Without delay the woman rolled under the bottom rope, the crowd immediately riled by what was very clearly an ambush attempt - high pitched screams and roars of approval tore through the air.

“Kendra and Fiona are about to get nailed from behind!” Dan Rich along with Brent and Rhonda leapt up from their chairs.

“Who is that?” Rhonda yelled as the kendo stick was pulled back for a swing.

“Fiona down!” Kendra shouted, the first of the two to realize what was happening. Kendra shouldered Fiona off to the side and ducked low, barely avoiding the swing - the kendo stick slicing through the air with a whiff. Kendra stood back upright, the assailing woman swinging the stick around a second time, Kendra dodging backwards. The bell dinged ringside as an official who had been waiting in the box rushed forward and slid in under the ropes. Kendra backed toward the nearest corner slowly as her “opponent” hesitated, still brandishing the kendo stick.

“W-Well I… I guess we are having a match!” Dan announced.

“What a way to start, Kendra and Fiona almost took a kendo stick to the back!”

“And that hurts like hell, Brent!” Rhonda added.

“And the official now demanding that Kendra’s opponent relinquish the kendo stick.”

The official looked between Kendra and the shorter woman in the cheetah-print and then reached both hands out, waggling his fingers and calling for the latter to “hand over” her weapon.

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The arena lights immediately all turned baby blue and white as Kendra Snipes’ theme began to play, cheers rose up across the arena at the appearance of Fiona’s tag team partner, Kendra Snipes. Kendra emerged slowly from the entryway beneath the titantron, clad in a baby blue sleeveless top and matching tights, her look completed by gleaming white knee-high boots and white fingerless gloves and matching elbow pads giving her a striking ensemble. Kendra’s fiery red hair flowed freely over her shoulders and down her back. A confident smile lit up her face as she raised both arms high pulling in more approval from the nearly nineteen thousand people.

“It’s Kendra Snipes!” Dan Rich shouted. “The Defiant Dream stands united!”

Kendra, still smiling, spread her long arms at her sides for high fives as she began her descent down the reflective black ramp.

“The last we saw of Kendra was that disastrous final NMWW match back last winter.” Rhonda pointed out.

“Yeah,” Brent quickly chimed in, “a tag team match against the Beatifics during which Fiona accidentally drove her own partner into the railing and shelved her with a back injury for weeks. That effectively ended the NMWW run for Fiona and Kendra.”

“Well, they definitely are looking to turn over a new leaf now and it seems that regardless of what happened last year these two are still tight.” Rhonda said.

“The Defiant Dream, as Fiona said it, is alive and well!” Dan Rich proclaimed as Kendra reached the edge of the apron. Kendra turned in place, throwing both arms up in the air for the crowd again and then rolled under the bottom rope and came to a brisk stand next to her partner Fiona. Kendra reached down and grabbed Fiona’s right wrist raising it high as the crowd poured on the adulations even thicker now.

“These two definitely are stirring the masses tonight!” Dan Rich yelled, pulling his microphone in close to his mouth.

“So are we gonna’ have a match or is this just a promo?” Brent asked.

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“Did she just call me out?” Brent asked blinking rapidly as he stared ahead at the ring.

“I believe so, Brent!” Dan Rich chuckled, “She gave you a little wink too!”

“Whatever. I still say her win last weekend was partly due to luck and poor effort on the side of Ada.”

“Don’t be so sore, Brent.” Rhonda grinned over at him.

“I’m not sore,” Brent retorted, “I am just saying-…”

“Well,” Dan interrupted, “Fiona had made it clear that she plans on being champion! And frankly I think it is not unrealistic to say that she could be.”

“Yeah, and I can think of a lengthy list of women she is going to need to get by to attain the NMW women’s championship.” Brent said immediately and rather sourly. “I applaud Fiona for her drive and work ethic. But she needs to make sure she is not talking beyond her abilities.”

“I mean I see no reason that Fiona can’t be a solid competitor for the women’s title.” Rhonda shrugged.

“Let’s see what else she has to say.” Dan raised his hand to firmly silence his co-commentators.

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The fans were still cheering even after the departure of the last matches’ winner. Magnus Lev had just trounced Quinn Harding in a one-sided contest that left Harding with a broken face and broken pride to go with. Magnus, fists smeared with crimson, had exited the arena slow and deliberate with his arms out and his chin high as Harding was lead away by medical staff.

“Boy, let me tell you,” Dan Rich said from his spot at the commentary table between Brent Christi and Rhonda Pierce, “Magnus Lev made a bloody statement with that win! The medical staff finally got the last of the unfortunate Quinn Harding scraped up off the mat and he is being seen about backstage as we speak.”

“I was expecting it to get brutal,” Brent said at Dan’s left side, “but I admit I did not expect Magnus to just break off the chains like that! I thought the referee was going to have to call the match!”

“Brent,” Dan turned in his chair, “Magnus was over at Crash Syndicate with you and the rest, did he go easy on Quinn tonight?”

“Oh, definitely!” Brent nodded, “I have watched Magnus unload even more punishment than what we saw tonight. Brent took a beating but he got lucky because Magnus could have made it so much worse.”

“That is… a scary thought,” Dan shuddered, “well then, up next we have something special coming our way. Rhonda, would you care to elaborate?”

“Of course,” Rhonda smiled, adjusting her headset, “up next we have a special promotion by Fiona Chevalier who is coming in after her win over Ada Eberhard last week!”

“A special promotion?” Dan questioned to which Rhonda shrugged with a half smile.

“Let’s hope it’s worth the time.” Brent remarked as the crowd started to settle down.