Pyro, applause and "The Other Side" by The Roots all burst out at once as Anime Queens Pro Wrestling goes on the air for the final time, for the epic final battle, APQW: Singularity. The capacity crowd is on its feet as Relena Peacecraft stands in the middle of the ring, holding a microphone.
Relena: Thank you. Not just for that ovation, but for everything. It's been a long time coming, but in the end, I like to think that good prevailed over evil... and as a long time legislator and diplomat, I know that in real life, that doesn't happen all too often. But now, the storylines and the drama are, for the most part, dealt with. Sailor Galaxia has been defeated, and tonight, we're all able to move on. Tonight is all about seeing who the best wrestler is, about putting a neat little bow on this little experiment called Anime Queens Pro Wrestling. If the first five shows were our 'series', consider this our 'OVA'.
Relena sighs a bit, looking around at the audience with a sad smile.
Relena: Like I said, don't expect too much drama tonight. Tonight's all about the action. It's all about leaving it in the ring. The winners of Kiyone vs. Milfeulle, Ran vs. Reiko and Chiri vs. Rally will battle each other in 'The Night the Universes Crossed', an elimination three-way dance where the final fall will be decided under Hardcore rules. So tonight, I planned on starting off with a bang... the undefeated Television Champion, Kiyone Makibi, and the Heavyweight Champion and thereby #1 in this business, Milfeulle Sakuraba. But shockingly, both of them agreed to go third tonight... meaning they'll have had the least amount of time to rest, whichever one wins. That's the kind of honor and dignity I'd expect from those two... but to start off tonight, ladies and gentlemen, the undefeated Hardcore Champion, Chiri Kitsu, takes on the solo entrant from the Tag Team division, Rally Vincent. So let's get it started, and good luck tonight to everyone. Only four matches tonight... but every single one counts.
Relena bows, rolling out of the ring and handing her mic to a member of the ring crew. She sits down at the announce table and puts her headset on as Chiri Kitsu makes her entrance first. She holds her shovel in one hand, dragging it behind her as she rolls into the ring, her expression as cold as ever. The referee forces her to relinquish the shovel, as this isn't a Hardcore match, and she does, tossing it to the outside as a classic 1967 model Shelby Mustang Cobra GT500 with white racing stripes pulls into the arena in its usual spot, on the outside of the entrance ramp, far off to the side. Rally is driving alone this time, and she hops out, shaking hands with the fans. She rolls in the ring, and offers to shake hands with Chiri, but Chiri just stares her down, making Rally gulp a bit.
Rally: This is gonna be Chiri's first ever non-Hardcore match. But it's also gonna be Rally's first time going it alone. This one's gonna have a completely different complexion than any match either of these two has ever been in. First spot in the finals, and the first shot at being the Goddess of Anime Queens Pro Wrestling, is on the line.
Rally took the initiative, running at Chiri. But Chiri lifted up both arms, slashing down and chopping both sides of Rally's at once with a Mongolian Chop. As Rally staggered back, Chiri leapt up a bit, wrapping both hands around Rally's neck and tucking her knees in. She fell backwards, still holding onto Rally's neck, driving her knees into Rally's chest with a Lungblower attack. Chiri stood up, falling down with fist extended and dropping it down with a Fist Drop, but Rally was able to get out of the way at the last second, leaving Chiri hitting the mat. As Chiri shot up, Rally leapt up a bit, thrusting her knee up and driving it into Chiri's face with a Harley Knee. Rally stood behind a dazed Chiri and wrapped one arm around the back of Chiri's neck. She leapt forward, ready to slam Chiri's face into the mat with a Bulldog attack, but Chiri's head slipped free of the hold. Now Chiri was standing behind Rally, and she tucked her head next to Rally's side, lifting her up with both arms. She quickly dropped to one knee, slamming Rally down in a very sensitive place (yes, even for a woman) with an Inverted Atomic Drop.
A furious Chiri stood back up, extending one fist and this time connecting with a Fist Drop on Rally's face before grabbing the Chicago native by her hair and pulling her to her feet. Rally, however, was able to shake off the cobwebs in just enough time to shoot both arms out, wrapping hers around Chiri's arms. She started in with a vicious headbutts, keeping Chiri trapped by the hold with a vicious Trapping Headbutts attack. Chiri took a few hits before she was able to thrust out one foot, stamping on Rally's foot and forcing her to let go. She tossed Rally into the turnbuckle and ran forward, ducking down and slamming her against the turnbuckle with her shoulder in a painful Turnbuckle Thrust. Rally staggered forward, holding her stomach and doubling over. Chiri got to her feet, leaping and extending one leg, bringing it down across the back of Rally's neck and flattening her to the ground with an Axe Kick.
Chiri, taking advantage of the situation, grabbed Rally by the hair again and stood her up... but Rally replied with a violent series of punches to the gut, doubling Chiri over, forcing her to let go and making it look almost like Chiri was going to throw up. Rally hurriedly wrapped one arm around the back of Chiri's neck and fell backwards, driving Chiri's skull into the mat with a textbook DDT and buying herself some time as she dropped to her knees, panting.
It was at this point that the rear door of Rally's car, still parked on the floor beside the entrance stage, flew open and Minnie May Hopkins, Rally's fellow two-time Tag Team champion, ran out, bolting towards the stage. But before she could get near the ring, Chiri's sister Tane crawled out from underneath. She stood in front of Minnie May as the referee began shouting at both of them to leave. Rally got to her feet, sliding out of the ring and kicking Tane in the stomach, doubling her over. She grabbed her by the waist with both hands as Minnie May leapt to the ring apron. Rally hefted Tane up so that she was sitting on Rally's shoulders, facing the opposite direction. She quickly slammed Tane down forwards as Minnie May leapt off the apron, extending her leg onto Tane's neck and the three crashing down all at the same time. The Powerbomb and Leg Drop both connected at the same time, forming the Gunsmith Cats' finisher, the Chicago-Style Politics.
Rally slowly rolled into the ring, reminding the referee that Tane wasn't part of the match, so attacking her shouldn't result in a disqualification for outside interference. She walked backwards, facing the unconscious Tane on the outside and laughing all the time. What she didn't see behind her was that Chiri sat up, got to her feet, and was furious. She hurriedly bent Rally forward and to the side, trapping one arm between Rally's legs and the other behind Chiri's back. She hurriedly pulled and flipped Rally up so that in one fluid motion, Rally was upside down and facing Chiri belly-to-belly. She hurriedly spun around a bit and sat down, crashing Chiri's skull against the mat with a Corkscrew Pumphandle Michinoku Piledriver II-B.
May started screaming at the top of her lungs as a dizzied Tane rolled underneath the ring. This distracted the referee, making it so that Chiri couldn't get a pinfall counted. Tane emerged from underneath the other side of the ring apron, however, covered in various bits of litter. As Chiri leapt up to the top turnbuckle, Tane grabbed Chiri's shovel and tossed it to her. Chiri caught it, tucking it underneath her arm and flying off, slamming it underneath her arm and into Rally's face with her finisher, the 50-50... and the referee couldn't disqualify her, because she was still being distracted by Minnie May, who had essentially just cost her partner the match. Chiri tossed the shovel to the outside as the referee finally turned around, apparently hearing the impact but not seeing the shovel attack, and counted the pinfall, letting Chiri Kitsu advance to the finals.
Relena: Well... I seriously hope that the other two semi-finals aren't as mired in... controversy... as this one.
Minnie May looks on in shock, running around the ring and over to Relena at the announce table. It's hard to pick up what she's saying (there are no boom mics behind the cameras in the ring area, unlike the backstage areas, because all the boom mic would pick up was crowd noise), but Relena can apparently hear her fine, and her reply is caught by her announcer's headset.
Relena: No, I will not overturn the decision. You came out here first, remember?
Minnie May keeps yelling as Chiri rolls out of the ring, landing behind her and grabbing her shovel again. Minnie May gulps and turns around slowly as Chiri swings her shovel, cracking Rally right in the face.
Relena: Obviously, I'm not happy about how this turned out... but the Cats did start it, after all. Chiri advances, and is still undefeated.
Tane slowly gets to her feet and Chiri, in some sort of trance, starts to swing her shovel at her... she stops an inch from Tane's face and drops the shovel. Tane grins and reaches over to give her sister a hug, but Chiri steps back, apparently wary of the bits of garbage on Tane. She settles for shaking her sister's hand as the camera cuts back to one of the locker rooms, where both Milfeulle Sakuraba and Kiyone Makibi are getting ready, watching the match through a live feed via a television in the corner as they put the finishing touches on their outfits.
Relena: X-Division Champion Ran Kotobuki takes on Intercontinental Champion Reiko Ando neck, right before these two clash.
Kiyone: Feels kind of weird tonight, doesn't it? It's gonna be our last show...
Milfeulle: Well... we've just gotta concentrate as much as we can in that little time we have, right? Give the fans the show they deserve. Tonight it's all about the wrestling... that's why I chose to fight you in the first place.
Kiyone nods and looks up as Milfeulle extends her hand with a gentle smile. Kiyone briskly shakes it as the camera fades to the 'Gorilla Position', directly backstage behind the entrance curtain. Reiko is doing some last-minute stretches and warm-ups, lifting and tossing some heavy camera equipment like it was nothing. Closer to the camera, Ran Kotobuki seems terrified, visibly shaking at the prospect of having to fight Reiko. Reiko's music hits as she looks over at Ran with a sick grin, disappearing through the entrance curtain. The camera cuts to the ring area, where Reiko is making her entrance.
Relena: Nowhere for the X-Division champion to hide... and nobody to hide behind, as her little kogal friends are banned from the arena. If Ran wants to make it to the finals, she's going to have to earn it, and earn it by going through the massive Intercontinental Champion.
Kotobuki makes her entrance, but gets about halfway down the entrance ramp before apparently staring up at Reiko in the ring, and deciding this wasn't worth it. Ran turns tail and makes it back up to the entrance stage... before Chiri Kitsu emerges, shovel in hand, blocking her escape.
Relena: Looks like someone else is interested in following the 'natural order' of Anime Queens... or maybe she's just as tired of Ran's crap as I am.
Caught between a rock and a brutally psychotic place, Ran apparently elects to run back into the ring, where Reiko stares her down, the bell ringing to start the second qualifier.
Ran turned away, apparently hoping to see if there was going to be some escape. No luck, as Reiko closed in on her, but the second Reiko was behind her, Ran somersaulted backwards, driving one boot into Reiko's face with a Pele Kick. The move staggered the huge Reiko, but didn't drop her down, as Ran rolled to her feet and laid in with a series of stiff kicks. The kicks obviously took their toll, but Reiko still didn't go down. Reiko thrust one arm out, grabbing for Kotobuki's neck, but the Shibuya Gal dropped to her knees under the arm and thrust one fist upwards, staggering Reiko with a European Uppercut.
A furious Reiko reached out, punching Ran in the gut and doubling her over. She grabbed her by the waist and flipped her up, lifting her up so that Ran was sitting on Reiko's shoulders but facing the other direction... the classic setup for a devastating Powerbomb. But Ran fought back, laying punch after punch into Reiko's forehead. This was enough to force Reiko to loosen her grip and Ran flipped backwards, landing on her feet and extending both arms, chopping both sides of Reiko's neck at once with a nasty Mongolian Chop that brought the hulk girl to her knees.
Taking advantage, Kotobuki ran towards the far ropes, leaping onto the middle one. She rebounded off of it, thrusting one foot behind her and kicking Reiko straight in the face with a Disaster Kick. The giant was brought down to a sitting position... but still not down. Ran hurriedly ran against the far ropes, rebounding and leaping up a bit, driving her leg right into the side of Reiko's head with a nasty Shining Wizard that finally knocked the giant down.
Not wanting to lose the momentum, Ran hurried over to the turnbuckle, leaping to the top. She took a deep breath as she waiting for Reiko to get back up, and leapt off, wrapping her legs around Reiko's neck... she meant to deliver her finisher, the Shibuya Showstopper, but Reiko was strong enough to stay standing and grabbed Kotobuki by the waist, as the Gal was back in the Powerbomb position. With all her awe-inspiring strength, Reiko Ando slammed forward, slamming Ran's back into the mat with a Powerbomb... but she refused to let go. She stood back up, lifting Ran back up, and smashed her back into the mat again with a second Powerbomb. She used all her strength to stand back up, preparing Ran for a third Powerbomb... but her strength gave out, as she was forced to get go, going to the well one too many times. This allowed Kotobuki to fall backwards, getting horizontal as she fell towards the mat. She hurriedly wrapped one arm around the back of Reiko's neck, and as soon as she hit the ground, slid one leg around Reiko's leg, yanking it out from under her. She fell back, driving Reiko's skull into the mat with a Russian Legsweep DDT.
Both bishoujo laid there for a while, recovering. Both staggered to their feet about the same time, and it was Reiko that laid in a devastating punch to Kotobuki's gut that seemed like it was going to make her throw up. She reached over, wrapping one arm around the back of Ran's neck and grabbing her by the waist with the other. She lifted up, showing her amazing strength as she held the Gal in the air, vertical and upside down, preparing for a crushing Jackhammer attack. Reiko's fatigue, however, was taking its toll as Ran fell backwards, wrapping one arm around the back of Reiko's neck, and actually had enough momentum to swivel around Reiko's body like a tetherball before falling backwards, driving Reiko's skull into the mat once again, this time with a shocking Tornado DDT.
As Reiko grabbed her neck in pain, a panting and breathless Kotobuki ran over to the turnbuckle once again. A dizzied and stunned Reiko stood up, and this time when Ran leapt off, she wrapped her legs around Reiko's body and fell backwards, sending Reiko flying over her and crashing to the mat with Ran's finisher, the Top Rope Hurrikenrana known as the Shibuya Showstopper. Unlike usual, where Ran was able to bridge it into a pin, both ended up flopping to the ground, and Kotobuki had to drag herself over to Reiko, flopping one arm onto Reiko's chest and getting a stunning upset victory.
Relena: If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I never would have believed it. When backed into the corner, the little kogal can actually fight. The three-time X-Division champion progresses to the finals to take on Chiri Kitsu and either Kiyone Makibi or Milfeulle Sakuraba.
Ran slowly sits up, using the ring ropes to drag herself to her feet. Reiko, however, is unable to move, screaming in pain about her neck. The referee asks her to clench her fists and try to move her legs, which she's able to. A group of EMTs are out almost immediately, loading Reiko onto a stretcher.
Relena: That'd explain it... please, I know it sounds cliché, but don't try this at home.
Kotobuki shakes off the cobwebs and climbs to the top turnbuckle, raising her arms in victory before falling backwards, just barely landing on her feet as she struggles to catch her breath. The EMTs start wheeling Reiko Ando out of the ring area as the camera fades back to the backstage area, where both Kiyone and Milfeulle walk out of the locker room and into the hallway towards the Gorilla Position. As the two of them enter, they're confronted by a blank-eyed Chiri Kitsu, branding her blood-stained shovel. Milfeulle grins nervously as Kiyone looks around for a weapon. But Chiri merely stands there as Kotobuki emerged, staggering backstage through the entrance curtain as she grabs a bottle of water and takes a seat, pouring the water all over herself, oblivious to everyone else.
Ran: Man... did you see what I did out there? That steroid junkie's gonna be in a wheelchair if I'm lucky.
Milfeulle: This is supposed to be about sportsmanlike competition, not crippling people.
Ran: No. You don't get to crap on my moment. This is my damn moment. I just beat the biggest freak among all of you, earned me spot in the finals, regardless of what that bitch Relena might say. I proved out there tonight that I deserve to be here!
Kiyone: Yeah... but at what cost?
Ran: Cost is insignificant if you're not the one paying it. That's an iron-clad rule for gals.
Milfeulle sighs a bit, looking sad, and Kiyone snarls before her music starts playing. She and Milfeulle shake hands one more time before Kiyone disappears through the entrance curtain. Ran, taking a deep breath, looks over at Chiri, who's staring at her blankly.
All of a sudden, Chiri swings her shovel like a baseball bat, connecting directly with Ran's face and sending her flying out of her chair. Milfeulle motions as if she's going to help, but her own theme starts playing as Chiri walks off, disappearing down the left rear hallway. Milfeulle shrugs apologetically as she disappears out the entrance curtain. Ran, alone now, sits up with a bloody nose and reaches over, grabbing a flashy purse that matches her ring attire... obviously hers. She grabs her cell phone, dialing.
Ran: Hello? You're watching? Good! I'm sick of it! I'm sick and tired of the constant disrespect. If those bitches are going to ruin my night, I'm gonna repay the favor. Come down here now!
Ran hangs up the phone and growls as the camera cuts to the ring arena, where Kiyone stands in the ring, watching as Milfeulle wraps up her entrance and rolls into the ring, the two staring each other down.
Relena: She better not be calling her little kogal friends, they've been banned... and this is the culmination of AQPW, so I don't have much energy for shenanigans. This is the match that we've been anticipating all night, the final qualifier to see who takes on both Chiri Kitsu and Ran Kotobuki in our final main event. The undefeated Television champion, Kiyone Makibi, takes on the Heavyweight champion and #1 in the business, Milfeulle Sakuraba.
The two stared each other down, neither one sure who should move first. Kiyone ran out first, finally, but Milfeulle shoved one arm underneath Kiyone's arm and dropped to her back, sending Kiyone flying over her with her own momentum with a Japanese Arm Drag. As the two hurriedly got to their feet, Milfeulle turned away and wrapped one arm around the back of Kiyone's neck, preparing for a Bulldog attack. Kiyone shoved her off, however, with enough force to send her bouncing off of the far ropes. On Milfeulle's rebound, Kiyone thrust one leg out with a Superkick. But Milfeulle was able to stop her momentum and grab that foot. Kiyone thrust her other foot out, trying to kick Milfeulle's head off with an Inziguri attack, but Milfeulle ducked, still holding onto her leg, and leapt up herself, wrapping both legs around Kiyone's leg. The two flopped to the mat, Milfeulle wrenching Kiyone's leg in a Grapevine lock. Luckily, Kiyone was close enough to the ring ropes that she was able to grab one, forcing the referee to separate the hold (submissions must be immediately broken if either wrestler is touching the ropes under threat of disqualification).
As Milfeulle got back to her feet, Kiyone stood up, holding her leg. This time, Milfeulle ran at full tilt towards Kiyone, and Kiyone hurriedly grabbed the running Milfeulle, lifting her and flipping her forward. She hurriedly dropped to her knee, ending up dropping Milfeulle spine-first into Kiyone's knee with a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker attack. Kiyone hurriedly ran off of the opposite ropes, bouncing off, doing a forward roll and splashing onto Milfeulle's prone body with a Rolling Thunder attack.
Kiyone quickly got to her feet, grabbing Milfeulle by the hair and standing her back up. But she took too much time, and Milfeulle was able to double Kiyone over with a chop. She turned around, wrapping one arm around the front of Kiyone's neck and drove her face-first into the mat with a Rolling Cutter attack. Milfeulle sat Kiyone up, kneeling behind her. She wrapped one arm around the front of Kiyone's neck, extended one leg out to go between Kiyone's legs and shoved her other knee into Kiyone's back. She wrenched Kiyone's entire body with a painful submission, the classic Stretch Plum.
Milfeulle wrenched away in that Stretch Plum for the longest time, Kiyone screaming in agony but refusing to tap out. Finally, in concern for Kiyone's health, Milfeulle let go of the hold and asked if she was alright. Kiyone nodded, the two getting back into fighting positions and staring each other down. Kiyone suddenly leapt forward with another Superkick, but Milfeulle was able to duck behind her again. This time, she wrapped one arm around the front of Kiyone's neck and wrapped both legs around Kiyone's torso, smothering her with the Bite of the Dragon attack. Kiyone struggled to stay on her feet, starting to lose consciousness... out of desperation, she ran backwards, slamming Milfeulle's spine into the padded turnbuckle. This forced her to let go, and allowed Kiyone to turn around and thrust her leg out, finally connecting with the Superkick to Milfeulle's chin that sent her spiraling to the mat.
By now, the gameplan was clear... Kiyone had to stay out of Milfeulle's holds, and Milfeulle had to watch out for Kiyone's strikes. Kiyone slowly got Milfeulle to her feet and turned them both so that they were both back-to-back with each other. She wrapped one arm around the front of Milfeulle's neck and sat down, cracking her neck with a Hangman's Neckbreaker. She followed up with a couple more stomps before pulling Milfeulle to her feet by her hair again. She tossed Milfeulle into the ropes, and upon the rebound, leapt up with a Harley Race Knee. Milfeulle, however, ducked the knee, rebounded off the far ropes, and wrapped one arm around the back of Kiyone's neck. She leapt forward, driving Kiyone's face into the mat and finally connecting with the Bulldog attack.
With Kiyone face-down on the mat, Milfeulle sat down in front of her, pulling her head up. She lifted one leg up, bending at the knee and pressing her shin against the front of Kiyone's neck. She looped her arms, one above and one below her shin, and locked her fingers behind Kiyone's head. She then pulled, driving Kiyone's face and neck into her shin with a devastating Koji Clutch. Kiyone flailed around, trying her best to get out of the move, and was eventually able to flail hard enough that her foot rested on the bottom rope, forcing Milfeulle to let go of the hold. Milfeulle stood up, giving Kiyone a couple of stomps as she stood her up, tossing her into the ropes. On Kiyone's rebound, however, she connected with another nasty Superkick, sending them both to the mat gasping for air.
Both of them got back to their feet at about the same time, and Kiyone ran at Milfeulle, obviously starting to lose her cool. Milfeulle hurriedly dropped to one knee and thrust one palm out, grabbing Kiyone by the stomach. She braced her free hand around her wrist as she grabbed and crushed as hard as she could, wrenching Kiyone's abs with a Stomach Claw. She wrenched hard, forcing Kiyone to squirm in pain before reaching over, again able to break the hold by grabbing one of the ropes. Milfeulle let go and stood up, running against the far ropes. She leapt onto the second rope, somersaulting backwards with a spectacular Lionsault... but she was caught, and Kiyone wrapped her arms around Milfeulle's body mid-air so that Milfeulle was upside-down, but the two were belly-to-belly. She lifted one arm up between Milfeulle's leg, clenching both arms together and hurriedly sitting down... driving Milfeulle's skull into the mat with her finisher, the Kiyone Piledriver!
Milfeulle had no energy to kick out, and this one seemed over... but as the pinfall was counted, right before the three-count, Milfeulle's pure instinct kicked in and she lifted one arm, flopping it against the ring ropes. The ropes that had been Kiyone's salvation for most of the match had now forced her to break up the pin after hitting her finisher, keeping Milfeulle in the game.
Kiyone stood up, howling in frustration for making such a rookie mistake. Obviously losing her cool now, she stomped on Milfeulle furiously before yanking her by her hair to her feet. She tossed her into the turnbuckle, forcing Milfeulle to slump against it, facing Kiyone. Kiyone ran forward, somersaulted in the air and drove her elbow backwards with a classic Muta Elbow... but Milfeulle was able to duck under the elbow, slide behind Kiyone, wrap one arm underneath Kiyone's arm and the other arm around the front of Kiyone's neck, clasping her two hands together and choking Kiyone with a Triangle Choke. She arched back, slamming Kiyone's spine into the mat behind her with an even more dangerous variant of a German Suplex. Milfeulle got to her feet, reaching over to stand Kiyone up, but the Galaxy Police officer responded by sending a nasty chop to Milfeulle's throat, staggering her.
Kiyone got back to her feet, yanking Milfeulle to her feet. In a rage, Kiyone ran forward, extending one arm outwards and slamming into Milfeulle's neck with a Clothesline attack. Kiyone kept running, rebounding off the ropes, and as Milfeulle stood up to face her, Kiyone slammed into her with another Clothesline. Again, she rebounded, and again, Milfeulle stood up and faced her. But this time, as Kiyone went for a third Clothesline, Milfeulle grabbed her outstretched first with both hands and lifted one leg up onto Kiyone's shoulder, sending the both tumbling to the mat face-up. As she kept a hold of Kiyone's arm with both hands, she wrapped both legs around the arm, locking Kiyone in her own finisher, the Good Luck Lock! Milfeulle kept wrenching away on the arm with her entire body, and Kiyone struggled, seeing that her Clothesline attacks had gotten her into the direct center of the ring, with no ring ropes in grabbing distance. She struggled, squirmed, and strained, but Milfeulle kept on wrenching that arm... and in the end, Kiyone was forced to submit, giving a hard-fought victory to Milfeulle.
Relena: A spectacular match. Kiyone's got nothing to be ashamed or afraid of, but Milfeulle, our Heavyweight champion, has ascended. The main event is set... Chiri Kitsu, Milfeulle Sakuraba and Ran Kotobuki. A three-way dance... and after one person is eliminated, when the match becomes one-on-one, the match becomes Hardcore... and Milfeulle is voluntarily in the worst possible position. She just had a war with Kiyone, and now she's got to immediately wrestle another match.
Milfeulle lets go of the Good Luck Lock, helping an agonized Kiyone to her feet. She extends one arm to shake Kiyone's hand, but Kiyone simply shakes it quickly, not even looking Milfeulle in the eye as she rolls out of the ring, leaving through the crowd, apparently ashamed. As Milfeulle sits in the corner of the ring, catching her breath, Chiri Kitsu makes her entrance, holding her shovel at the ready. She slowly stalks down the ring; she places the shovel outside the ring, however, and grabs a mic from a member of the ring crew. She rolls in, standing over a sitting Milfeulle and staring down.
Chiri: Look at me, Milfeulle. Look at me. The monster inside me has grown this big. Get up. It's time to set the worlds of anime and professional wrestling to rights... or I'll have to destroy them both.
Both of their attentions, however, are distracted as the giant video screen above the entrance ramp cuts (it traditionally shows either the backstage scene that the home audience sees to the arena audience, or a close-up of the match in action) to a view of Ran Kotobuki standing in the lobby of the Anime Queens Pro Wrestling building. While it's the middle of the night and it's hard to tell what's behind the entrance in the background, one can see a couple of Mexican flags flapping outside in the distance amongst the demolition equipment, ready to destroy the arena after the final event.
Ran: This is the last straw! I'm the three-time X-Division champion, I'm the Queen Gal of Shibuya, and I'm the only person who deserves to be the Goddess of Anime Queens. If you bitches refuse to give me the respect I deserve, then I'm gonna have to take it... we're gonna have to take it! That... is an iron-clad rule for gals!
Ran runs out of the lobby as just outside, one of the demolition machines lurches to life... a steamroller. Everyone in the arena watches in shock as the steamroller bursts through the glass entrance wall of the AQPW Arena. The steamroller rolls into the lobby, shutting off, and one person emerges from the driver's seat... Sailor Galaxia.
Relena: Dear God...
Galaxia follows Kotobuki through the fan entrance, through the crowds, fighting off the occasional member of the ring crew. The Sailor Animamates... Sailor Lead Crow, Sailor Aluminum Seiren, Sailor Tin Nyanko and Sailor Iron Mouse... soon appear behind them, and the six of them leap over the entrance barrier, surrounding the ring. The Animamates surround the ring as Ran and Galaxia enter. Galaxia stares down at Milfeulle, but Chiri stands in front of her defensively. The staredown between the four is long and tense before Kiyone, Reiko and the Gunsmith Cats all run out from the entrance ramp, clashing with the Animamates on the outside and evening up the score.
Relena: No... that bitch Galaxia...
The eight on the outside all end up eventually brawling into the crowd, disappearing into the night as Galaxia thrust both arms out, grabbing both Milfeulle and Chiri by the neck. She lifts them both up with her awesome strength and slams them both to the mat, crushing them both with a Double Chokeslam as Ran watches and cackles. Galaxia rolls out of the ring, grabbing the referee by the scruff of her neck and tossing her in. Ran effortlessly lays on top of both of the girls, and the bell is signaled to officially start the match.
Relena: No, it can't end this way...
To the shock of both Ran, Galaxia, Relena and everyone watching, both Chiri and Milfeulle kicked out at the count of two, shoving Ran off. Furious, Galaxia started to try to get into the ring again... but a female figure hidden completely in a business suit with gloves and a 'V for Vendetta' mask with long black hair attached to it, totally hiding her identity, emerged from the audience. Galaxia turned to face this Anonymous Girl, who kicked her in the stomach, doubling her over. The Anonymous Girl grabbed Galaxia by the waist and lifted her up so that she was back-to-belly with her, but Galaxia was upside-down. Using one foot to kick away some of the thin padding on the outside of the ring area, exposing the concrete floor below, the Anonymous Girl sat down immediately, crushing Galaxia's head against the solid concrete with a classic Piledriver. This stunned and knocked Galaxia out, and allowed a group of ring crew members to swarm in and 'escort' her out of the building.
As the Anonymous Girl disappeared into the crowd, Ran stared at the aftermath on the outside with a look of absolute shock. No Galaxia, no Animamates, this final plan for respect had completely collapsed. But what made it even worse was that Chiri and Milfeulle were back on their feet, and standing directly behind her. Ran gulped nervously, and slowly turned to face the two. Chiri hurriedly punched Ran in the stomach, doubling her over with authority. She grabbed her, swiveled her around and held her up so that she was belly-to-belly with Chiri, but upside-down. Milfeulle hurriedly leapt to the nearest turnbuckle, reaching over and holding onto Ran's feet. She leapt off as soon as Chiri sat down, both of them drilling Ran's skull into the mat with a lethal Spike Piledriver.
After this, just to be sure, Chiri ran over to the top turnbuckle herself as Milfeulle laid down perpendicular to Ran, locking both legs around one of Ran's arms and grabbing that hand with both of her own hands... wrenching Ran's arm with the Good Luck Lock. Chiri leapt off of the top rope, flying off and slamming her extended elbow right into the wrenched shoulder of Ran, slamming into her with the non-hardcore version of her finisher, the 50-50. With two finishers locked in and striking literally at the same time, Ran had no choice but to tap out, screaming in agony and eliminating herself.
The match had officially become Chiri vs. Milfeulle for the title of Goddess of Anime Queens Pro Wrestling, and the match was officially a Hardcore match.
Milfeulle let go of the hold, and Chiri stomped on Ran's shoulder a few times for good measure as the referee rolled Ran out of the ring, leaving Chiri and Milfeulle. The two looked at each other, both already exhausted from having to fight earlier that night, and Milfeulle extended her hand to shake Chiri's... but Chiri swatted it away, telling Milfeulle to save it for afterwards. As a group of EMTs helped cart off a complaining Kotobuki, Chiri rolled out of the ring, rummaging around for weapons. Milfeulle stood in the ring, watching as Chiri tossed in several of the old standards... a steel chair, a kendo stick, a ladder and a table. Chiri rolled back in, but before she could start whatever sick idea she had, Milfeulle laid into her with a series of punches, showing her exhaustion already as her punches were relatively slow. She wrapped one arm around the back of Chiri's neck, apparently setting up for a DDT, but Chiri was able to shove Milfeulle off of her and send her to her knees. Chiri grabbed the kendo stick, bringing it right down across Milfeulle's skull and sending her slumping to the mat, already busting her forehead open and emerging a trickle of blood down Milfeulle's forehead.
As the Anonymous Girl emerged again, watching the event from the front row, Chiri walked over to a stunned and bleeding Milfeulle. Milfeulle had just enough presence of mind to grab a steel chair, blocking the swings from Chiri's kendo stick until the stick splintered and broke. Chiri tossed the stick away, useless now, and grabbed at the chair in Milfeulle's hands. Milfeulle got to her feet, both of them pulling on the chair. Milfeulle, however, suddenly let go and spun around, kicking the chair right back into Chiri's face with a Van Daminator attack.
Milfeulle kicked the chair and the broken kendo stick and sat up the ladder, ignoring the table for the moment. As she started to climb the ladder in the middle of the ring, Chiri rolled out of the ring, pulling out some more hardcore accoutrements... three more tables. Milfeulle climbed to the top of the ladder, but seeing that Chiri was back on her feet, Milfeulle stayed put. Seeing that she'd essentially put Milfeulle 'in check', Chiri got to setting things up on the outside... she sat one table up, then sat the second one on top of that, and the third one on top of that... a three-table-tower on the outside that leveled out above the level of the ring post it was sitting next to. The exact device she'd used to destroy the three girls from Bleach at once.
Milfeulle slowly stared to climb back down the ladder as Chiri rolled back in, and as soon as Milfeulle touched back down on the mat, Chiri was back on her with a violent series of punches. She grabbed Milfeulle by the arm, whipping her across the ring... but she tripped over the metal ladder and landed on her face, stopping her momentum. Chiri rolled the stunned Milfeulle off of the ladder, opening it up and sliding her in between the two halves like a bizarre sandwich press. Chiri quickly leapt up, sitting down on the ladder, crushing Milfeulle inside of it with a Leg Drop.
Checking to make sure the ladder was still functional, Chiri rolled Milfeulle out of it, face-up back on the mat itself. She reached down, grabbing Milfeulle by the neck... but let go in shock when she arched back, lifting her legs so that they were both around Chiri's neck and over her back. She hurriedly wrapped both arms around the back of Chiri's head and slid one foot out, pressing her shin against Chiri's neck and pulling as tight as she could with a Gogoplata hold. She kept wrenching and tearing away, until Chiri had enough energy to shove Milfeulle far enough forward that her back started to touch the mat. The referee started counting a pinfall, forcing Milfeulle to let go. She did, and stood up, seeing the three-table-high tower right outside the ring. She sat up the fourth table, the one inside the ring, on its own in the middle of the ring as Chiri slowly got to her feet, holding her neck in pain.
Before Milfeulle could go after her, however, Chiri had rolled out of the ring, grabbing her blood-stained shovel. She rolled back in, staring Milfeulle down. She swung hard, but Milfeulle dodged, leaping in the air and getting horizontal mid-air, shooting out both legs and slamming her feet into Chiri in a textbook Dropkick, forcing her to drop the shovel on the mat. Warily, Milfeulle climbed onto the table, reaching over and grabbing a stunned Chiri by the hair, dragging her up there with her. She kneed Chiri in the gut, doubling her over, and hooked both of Chiri's arms behind her own back, wrapping her arms around them so that Milfeulle's arms trapped Chiri's arms between them and her head was stuck between Milfeulle's legs. She then used the last of her strength to pull backwards, sitting down and driving both her rear end and Chiri's skull down with the legendary Tiger Driver '98... through the table, and skull-first into the mat.
In the wreckage of the table, with the three table construct on the outside looming over them, the bloody Milfeulle wrapped her legs around the arm of the now-bloody Chiri, busted open by going through that table, and grabbed that trapped arm with both hands... locking Chiri in her finisher, the Good Luck Lock. Purely on instinct, Chiri's free arm flopped around, happening upon her shovel. She swung once, slamming the shovel into Milfeulle's face hard and further bloodying the Angel Brigade member, forcing her to let go. Chiri stood up, setting up the ladder and panting. They were both running on an empty tank at this point, and Chiri knew it, as she motioned that she was going to end it.
Using the last bit of strength she had, Chiri dragged Milfeulle over the turnbuckle right next to the tower table on the outside. Using another shovel shot to make sure she was out, Chiri lifted Milfeulle up and carefully placed her unconscious body on top of the three-table-tower. She staggered over to the ladder in the middle of the ring, shovel still in hand, but stopped her movements as soon as she got to the top... Tane, her older sister, had emerged from the crowd, brushing by the Anonymous Girl watching in the front as she leapt over the guard rail. Chiri, however, began screaming... she said she didn't want to win it like that; it wouldn't be the natural order. Tane made her way over towards the three-table-tower, but Chiri yelled that she promised if Tane interfered, she'd leapt off the ladder and land directly on her own head until she was dead. This shocked Tane, who leapt back over the guard rail and disappeared back into the night.
With one mighty leap, Chiri leapt off of the ladder, tucking her shovel under her arm with her finisher, the 50-50. But at the very last second, Milfeulle rolled off, landing hard on the ground below. Chiri crashed through one... crunch... two... crunch... three... crunch... tables on her own.
Both girls laid there for the longest time. Neither of them moved. It was hard to tell, but both of them were still breathing. They'd given their all, but neither of them on the outside, in the wreckage of three tables, had the power to roll over and pin the other one. So it still wasn't over.
Barely able to move, Chiri's arm reached under the ring apron and pulled out the only thing she could find... a long strand of barbed wire. In an attempt to wake herself up, Chiri lashed herself with the barbed wire, opening cuts and blood all over her school uniform. She wrapped the barbed wire, unprotected, around her arm and very slowly got to her feet, as did Milfeulle. Taking a deep breath, charging up a head of steam, Chiri leapt forwards at Milfeulle, arm outstretched at her side to deliver would be the fatal blow, a barbed-wire covered Clothesline.
But with the last bit of her power, Milfeulle grabbed Chiri's fist with both hands and lifted one leg up, twisting around and sending them both spiraling face-up in the wreckage of the three tables on the outside. She wrapped her legs around Chiri's barbed-wire-covered arm and pressed as hard as she could, once again locking her in the Good Luck Lock... but this time, there was barbed wire spearing directly both into Chiri's arm and Milfeulle's inner thighs.
This gruesome mess, this blood-soaked finale, seemed to be at its end as Chiri's energy faded for the last time. The referee picked up Chiri's hand, lifting it up and letting it drop to the ground below. Once... twice... but on the third time, Chiri balled her fist, trying as hard as she could to stay awake, to stay alive in the match. But in the end, she passed out again, and after her hand dropped three times, the referee called for the bell and a swarm of paramedics.
It was over. Milfeulle Sakuraba was the winner, and the Goddess of Anime Queens Pro Wrestling.
Relena: These two gave you of their souls here tonight. They sacrificed everything for you people. And in the end, even though she volunteered to be in the worst possible position, even though she had to go through two undefeated bishoujo to do it, and even though they both might not be able to move for a long time, Milfeulle Sakuraba, our Heavyweight champion, proved her worth. Thank you, Chiri. Thank you, Milfeulle. Milfeulle Sakuraba is our Goddess of AQPW, and by God, she earned it.
The referee pries the two girls apart, unspooling the barbed wire around Chiri's arm as the EMTs sop up as much of the blood and seal as many of the cuts as they can. It's scary, but eventually, both girls start to wake up in the wreckage of those tables. Milfeulle seems to shake off the cobwebs first, realizing just what she'd done and how much blood there was, both hers and Chiri's. She motions for a microphone, the two of them still sitting down, and seems to start to cry as a member of the ring crew hands both of them a mic.
Milfeulle: I'm sorry, Chiri. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do this. I don't know... I really tried my hardest not to be so violent... I didn't want to do this to you... to anyone... I'm not that kind of...
Chiri: You shut up right there, Sakuraba. Do you have any idea just what you've done?
Milfeulle drops her mic, staring to cry now, before Chiri reaches over, gently tilting her chin a bit.
Chiri: You did exactly what you were supposed to do. You went out there with the most destructive force in the world and the most deceitful little Gal in Shibuya, and you defeated them both. You went through hell in wars with Sailor Galaxia, and never compromised who you were. You elected to qualify in the worst possible position tonight by defeating a warrior who was similarly undefeated. The Heavyweight Champion, the #1 in the business, ended up being the strongest. You ended two undefeated streaks in one night. And you fought two matches back-to-back, winning them both... literally defying the odds. The adorable little girl from far away beating the big, destructive, undefeated monster in the face of impossible odds just by never giving up and showing your true heart... thanks to you, the worlds of anime and professional wrestling, at least for tonight, have been set to right.
Chiri tosses the mic aside, and the two slowly stand up in the wreckage of all the tables around the ring. The two embrace tightly as Relena reaches underneath the announce table, pulling out a large, shimmering golden trophy and handing it to a member of the ring crew, who slides it into the ring. Milfeulle grabs the mic and rolls in, smiling tearfully as she stands the trophy up and looks at it.
Milfeulle: Wow... this is... I just don't know. I'm so tired right now, but I'm also so happy. Forte, Ranpha, Vanilla, Mint, I'm gonna be home really soon. Apricot, I did it! And I wanna put this right where everyone can see it... because I wouldn't be who I am today without my friends, my family and my fans. Thank you Android 18, thank you Kiyone, for letting me prove who I was in the ring. And thank you Chiri... and even you too, Galaxia, Kotobuki... for helping me prove just what kind of person I was... and for letting me win this one clean. For winning it without interference, without cheating, or anything. I guess I also owe a thanks to that girl in the mask who took care of Galaxia...
Milfeulle looks around, seeing in the front row that the Anonymous Girl is nowhere to be found. She scratches her head, but the smile returns to her blood-soaked face.
Milfeulle: I know not everyone in the world may have paid attention, or have watched Anime Queens, but for those who did, for everyone who supported us, thank you so much... this one was for you. Thank you Relena... thank you mask girl... thank you Chiri... thank you Angel Brigade... do you remember how Extreme Bishoujo Wrestling ended? After Ayumu "Osaka" Kasuga beat Ryoko Hakubi to be the Goddess of Extreme Bishoujo Wrestling, the two shook hands and talked about how what they did that night was going to be written in the stars forever. Well, as soon as I get home and get some medical treatment, I'm hopping in my Emblem Frame Lucky Star and seeing if I can't find it. Because I know I'd love to have my place right next to it, me and Chiri Kitsu, shining right alongside what they did.
Milfeulle drops her mic, tears flowing freely as she walks over to her trophy.
Relena: Nothing more needs to be said... except this is APQW owner Relena Peacecraft, signing out for Anime Queens Pro Wrestling. Thank you, Little Washu, for this opportunity... and thank you for watching. Good night.
Relena takes off her headset and stands up, applauding along with the rest of the beyond-capacity crowd. As Milfeulle celebrates, the camera cuts to the lobby of the Anime Queens Pro Wrestling arena. The Anonymous Girl walks through what's left of the lobby, the steamroller sitting right in the middle of the lobby. She looks it over, her expression hidden behind her Guy Fawkes mask and the long black hair attached to it. She walks through the giant hold left in the front glass entryway of the arena, careful of all the broken glass. She walks out into the street, looking over her shoulder at the Anime Queens Pro Wrestling building. Alone in the middle of the night, she takes off her mask...
Washu: Another successful experiment logged. You know, she does remind me a lot of Osaka. I wonder if... hmmm... but not tonight. Tonight... this is their night. Her night.
Washu grins, sliding her Anonymous mask back on as she disappears into the night. The camera cuts back to the arena, where a blood-soaked Chiri Kitsu sits on the entrance ramp, watching as Milfeulle Sakuraba stands on top of the turnbuckle, holding the trophy over her head. "The Other Side" by The Roots starts playing again, and pink confetti pours down from the rafters. Milfeulle cries and smiles at the same time, proudly holding up the trophy as the shot freezes in sepia for several seconds before fading out for good.