Lilly: "On her way to the ring...from Brighton, England...HEATHER EDGETON!!"

Heather placed her other hand on her hip as she made it to the end of the ramp. She stepped closer to the ring setting herself up on the apron. She lays down and rolls under the bottom rope. She then pushes herself up to her feet not bending her knees as she gets to her feet. She smirks as the crowd cheers. She brings her hands up her body to the air as she raises them up she walks towards the middle of the ring. She brings her hands down, gazing at White Trash across the ring.

JF: "If White Trash can beat Tani's crony, Heather Edgeton, then she earns herself the right to another title match."

CC: "But if she loses, then she can't challenge for the title as long as Tani is still champion..."

JF: "Which could be for awhile."

The sound of the bell ringing echoes throughout the arena, as the match begins. The duo instantly go at each other with a couple of punches. White Trash would deliver a punch, Heather delivers a punch, White Trash connects, Heather connects. Finally, instead of a regular punch, White Trash closelines Heather to the ground. Heather gets back to her feet, and runs for AWT. She sees it coming, jumps into the air, and sends Heather back to the mat with a spinning heel kick. She looks to be in control. AWT pulls Heather to her feet by her hair, delivering a big right handed chop.

CC: "Ouch. You can here that one for miles..."

Heather turns around, grasping her chest in pain. AWT tries to go for her again, getting Heather in a tie up. Surprisingly, Heather gets the better of AWT, trying to bounce back. She storms out of the tie up, blcking both of AWT's arms. Heather then quickly grabs a hold of AWT's head, and brings her down for an outstanding jawbreaker. White Trash flies back, stumbles a bit, but never really falls onto the mat. Heather walks around the ring a bit, feeling that it's her time to get the upperhand. AWT will have none of that, as she rushes toward Heather with a spear. Heather moves out of the way, sending AWT tumbling to the outside of the ring.

JF: "Ooooh. AWT really messed up that time. That mistake is going to cost her for sure."

You can hear the "ooo" as the reaction from the crowd to AWT crashing down below. Heather stays in the ring, and laughes at White Trash's misfortune. This might be easier than she thought. AWT is starting to get up, and suddenly, Heather becomes more serious, grabbing a hold of the ropes. Once White Trash is fully standing up, and turns around, Heather uses the ropes to launch herself over them. She flies to the outside, hitting White Trash with a crossbody.

CC: "Amazing crossbody by Heather. She's looking pretty good tonight in the ring."

JF: "Well she is friends with our Bytch Champion, Tani Lyons. Did you think she was going to be any less than impressive?"

The two ladies are feeling the effects of the falls, but are raising to their feet anyway. They have to keep going. Both AWT and Heather get to their feet at the same time and White Trash hits Heather with an elbow smash.She keeps a hold of Heather's arm, and pulls her back in. She lifts Heather up into the air, and slams her down to the floor with a vicious spinebuster. Heather begins to roll around, a hand on her aching back. Both of them are right by the barricade now, as Heather gets to her feet. AWT kicks her to the midsection, and puts her in a DDT position. Before she can plant her, Heather rushes forward, spearing AWT into the barricade. AWT screams out in pain, as Heather devices a new plan. This is a no DQ match afterall, so Heather reaches under the ring, and pulls out a chair.

CC: "Looks like Heather's realized the extent of this stipulation, and plans on using that chair on AWT's head."

White Trash hops over the barricade, and starts going through the walking area of the audience, almost as if she is running away. It's more like strategy, because she knows that chair spells trouble. Heather follows her through the walking area, as White Trash keeps going. Finally, near the back enterance, AWT turns around, bracing herself. Heather comes forward with the chair, and swings. AWT ducks, and ends up behind Heather, grabbing her. AWT lifts Heather into the air, causing Heather to drop the chair altogether. It's like White Trash is looking for a german suplex, but Heather seems to be a little to smart for that. Heather lands on her feet in back of White Trash, dropping her in the back, sending her flying forward. Heather grabs the chair up again, and stalks White Trash from behind. It appears to be her strategy today. AWT turns around and CRASH! Heather slams the chai right into her with a loud smack.

JF: "Did you just see that chair shot!? This has got to be in the end for American White Trash."

American White Trash is sprawled out on the concrete floor of the audience area, seemingly knocked out. Heather sees this, and drops the chair altogether. She doesn't know if this is enough to pull out the win over White Trash, but she's hoping so. Heather hooks AWT's leg, and the ref begins to count.

One...Two...Kickout!

The crowd goes nuts as White Trash gets her shoulder into the air. It seemed like all hope was lost just seconds ago, but she still has some fight left in her. Heather on the other hand, looks completely enraged that AWT kicked out, that should have been it. Heather raises to her feet as AWT starts to rub her temple, attempting to relieve it of the pain. Heather grabs at the chair. If one chair shot couldn't get the job done, then maybe another one will. AWT raises to her feet, and Heather lunges at her, swinging the chair with mighty force at AWT. White Trash has gotten smarter with each tactic Heather used against her, so she figured it was coming. Instead of getting hit with another chair shot, AWT leans forward and superkicks the chair coming her way, hitting Heather back.

CC: "Holy crap! AWT just superkicked the chair back at Edgeton!"

American White Trash drops to her knees and goes for a pin on Heather.

One...Two...Kickout!

Oh my god. The crowd lets out a unanimous awww as Heather gets her own shoulder up. First White Trash seemed to climb out of the hold, so Heather could very well do the same, which she did. AWT uses the railings to her side in order to get to her feet, as Heather starts to crawl to a railing of her own. They both get to their feet, and White Trash comes after Heather. Instead, Heather kicks AWT to the midsection, and slams her head into the railing. AWT flies back to the otherside, as Heather comes after her. This time, AWT is the one who kicks to the midsection, and then slams Heather's head into the metal railing. All the while they're beginning to make their way out the door.

JF: "This has become something more of a straight free-for-all now. Steel chairs, metal railings, what's next?"

Heather pushes the nearby door open, leading to the outside, in front of the arena. The weather hits them hard, as the freezing wind crashes into both of them. AWT catches up to Heather and grabs her from behind, putting her into a full nelson hold. Heather is trying with all of her might to break free but she can't seem to do so. Heather is forcing her arms down, and with each second she seems to be getting that much closer to breaking the hold. Finally, Heather gets so close that AWT lets go all together and pushes Heather forward.

CC: "Damn. I thought for sure AWT had the win with that hold."

Heather turns around and is immediatly kicked in the groin by American White Trash. She hooks Tani's arm, and quickly raises her over her head, slaming Heather down for a quick snap suplex. Heather lands on the concrete hard, you can almost feel the pain that the suplex caused her. She arches her back, as AWT gets to her feet. White Trash decides a snap suplex on the concrete has to be somewhere near enough for the pin to happen, so she walks towards Heather. Quickly, Heather sweeps White Trash's feet out from under her, causing AWT to stumble and fall. Not just that, she tumbles down the nearby stone steps. It's not far to the bottom, but it takes it's toll just the same.

JF: "This has got to be near the end here. These ladies have endured to much for this to continue much longer."

Heather is stalking her from the top of the steps, just waiting for White Trash to turn around once again. AWT gets to her feet and begins to turn around, as she Heather runs and jumps into the air, performing something of a swanton maneuver. It looks like the end for White Trash, and her ever challenging for the Bytch title again. But wait, White Trash steps back a little and catches Heather in mid-air. The catch doesn't last very long, as she plants Heather right onto the stairs with a tiger bomb.

CC: "Oh my god! Did you just see that? Tigerbomb onto the stone steps!"

JF: "Somebody should go out and check to see if Heather is okay. That move could have broken her back."

The referee drops to the ground as White Trish makes the cover.

One...Two...Three!

Lilly's voice can be heard from inside the ring.

Lilly: "Here is your winner...American White Trash!"