Kevin Dart: "This match is a seven-woman Battle Royal to determine the number one contender to the ICWA Women’s Championship. Making their way to the ring…from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, and weighing in at 137 pounds�?Blaze Innnnferrrrnoooo!"

Busch, "And speaking of wild, HERE WE GO!"

Flames block the entrance as Blaze comes walking out. The fans are unable to see her as the bell rings. She lowers her hands and the flames create an opening. She walks through the opening with no show of fear whatsoever. As the rose petals fall "Barely listening" hits and Blaze walks down the ramp. She is introduced and makes her way down the ramp. She enters the ring by jumping on the apron. She does a pose in the ring and takes off her jacket, giving it to the ref. She then stretches and touches her toes without even bending her knees, warming up for her match. The fans go wild as Blaze Inferno smirks and then waits for her opponents as the music fades.

Kevin Dart: "From Chicago, Illinois, and weighing in at 124 pounds…Airelllle Dawnnn!"

"Tainted Love" begins to play Arielle steps out onto the dark stage. Fireworks shoot off from the left and right of her and the lights on the stage turn on. Arielle throws her arms up with the peace sign. She puts her arm down and walks towards the ring. She walks towards the metal stairs and walks up them. She stops as she steps onto the outside of the appron and turns to the crowd throwing her arm up again. She then gets into the ring through the bottom and middle rope. She walks to the middle of the ring putting her arms in a V. She then brings them down and places them on her hips as she awaits her compitition.

Kevin Dart: "From Miami, Florida, and weighing in at 125 pounds…Lucky Fallllconnn!"

"Lucky You" by Lost Profits hits the PA, and out walks Lucky Falcon from behind the black curtain. She waves to the fans as they boo, like they were cheering and like the boos were music to her ears. She makes her way down the ramp, as green sparks fall from the ceiling. She then slides up under the bottom ropes and gets onto her knees and then upto her feet as she then raises her hands high above her head and smiles, as she then grabs the ropes and stretches as she waits for her opponents to arrive.

Marshal: "This match’s entrances are going to take most of the damn show!"

Busch: "I never thought I’d hear myself say this, but I agree with you, Jay."

Kevin Dart: "From Los Angeles, California, and weighing in at 135 pounds…Lizzieeee Price!"

"Show Stopper" By Danity Kane began to blaze over the P.A. System with flashy white lights flickering upon the stage. Lizzie Pryce began to appear from behind the curtain with a smile as she begins to wave towards the crowd on stage. Lizzie blows a few kisses to the audience while wearing a hot outfit for her ring attire. She walks towards the steel steps and steps between the ropes. She takes her hands and brushes the back of her head to make sure that her hair was just right as she winks into the camera and poses in the middle of the ring.

Kevin Dart: "From Green Bay, Wisconsin, and weighing in at 125 pounds…Jaydaaaaa Evansssss!"

The tron then flickers as various images of the blonde haired bombshell show. "Faster Kill Pussycat" by Oakenfold blares over the PA as Jayda walks out. She stands on the stage and blows kisses to the fans as they (Boo description/cheer decription, it depends on her alignment at the time). She then charges down the ramp and slides into the ring. She stands in front of one set of ropes and throws her hands up in the air, throwing one hip out giving a pose. She does this for three out of the four sets of ropes and then goes to the side of the farthest turnbuckle. She winks at a stagehand and then stands in the middle of the ring.

Marshal: "Here comes my favorite."

Kevin Dart: "From Boston, Massachusetts , and weighing in at 135 pounds…former ICWA Women’s Champion Dazzzziiiii Darksideee!"

"Juggalo Anthem" begins to play and the arena goes black, two red pyros shoot up as black lights strobe in the arena,Daizi makes her way to the top of the ramp slowly letting the arenas chants soak in and raises one arm in the air. The lights flash back up and Daizi runs down to the ring, slides in under the bottom rope and jumps to the top turnbuckle of each side throwing the "rock on" symbol in the air

Kevin Dart: "And finally…from Nashville, Tennessee, and weighing in at an undisclosed amount of weight…previously named the number one contender…Shantellllll Travissss!"

"Never Be Me" Blasts over the PA System. The crowd jumps up to its feet, immediatley booing as they hear that one of a kind music. Shantel Travis could only come to mind as they watch Wrestling's Very own Marilyn Monroe's various situations and photoshoot flashes flip over the large screen. Hearing the talented rapper begin to spit in her theme song, as Shantel pushes the large long black curtain from her path as she paces from behind the stage. With an immediate smirk.. staggering some biting her lip as the smirk leaves her face. Reaching the end of the stage where the ramp starts.. the Girl everyone loves to Hate stand still at the top of the ramp, placing her small tender hands at her full waist looking forward over the large arena.. Beginning to make her way down to the squared circle which lies directly in front of her as she looks down at the lit up ramp below her, receiving no positive pump from the crowd as they know nothing good could come of her at all. As she walks by blowing kisses at all of the fans who of course yell back at her with an even meaner cold hearted insult, of course she flips her hair looking and laughing at some of the old wrinkled tanned wives who sit and watch they're husbands and sons cover up they're complete utter lust by booing at her. Gracing the steel steps with one small foot, pushing her weight upwards and placing another foot on the second step.. as she climbs she grabs the ring post to help guide herself across the ring apron. Ducking down into the ring under the second rope.. Standing up straight and expanding her arms outwards with a evil smile on her beautiful face. Shaking her head slightly at the rowdy crowd, Standing there looking around as all the sad ICWA fans yell at the diva. Shantel rolls her eyes once more..Strutting around the ring with her hands rested right in front of her..as she slightly circles the ring.
Busch: "There they are, folks. Seven women enter, six leave with a loss and one comes out the number one contender for the ICWA Women’s Championship."

Kevin Dart: "Referees Darren Thomas & Ken Martel are presiding."

Referee Ken Martel signals for the bell to ring.

Busch: "And here we go!"

Blaze Inferno makes the first move, as she goes right for the neck of Arielle Dawn.

Busch: "Blaze has got Arielle in a nice headlock."

Marshal: "Did anyone pat that looney bird down? She’s liable to have a shank on her."

Busch: "I seriously doubt it, Jay. Blaze seems determined to come out of this match the victor. I don’t think she’d ruin her shot by getting disqualified."

Referee Darren Thomas calls for the women to separate. Over on the other side of the mat, Lizzie Price has just tossed Shantel Travis over the top rope.

Busch: "Holy crap! I don’t believe it. The number one contender going into tonight’s match has just been eliminated by Lizzie Price!"

Marshal: "It’s a free-for-all in there right now, Bert. Anything can happen."

As Shantel hit’s the floor, Dazi Darkside tosses Jayda Evans over the rope. Lucky Falcon is sitting in the opposite corner whistling and checking out her manicure.

Busch: "And there goes Jayda. Dazi Darkside has just delivered a DDT and then threw out Miss Evans."

Marshal: "And then there were five."

Blaze and Arielle are still battling it out.

Busch: "The tables have turned with these two ladies. While Jayda was being tossed over the top rope, Blaze attempted a Standing Drop Kick and missed. She hit the mat hard."

Marshal: "She certainly did, Bert."

Arielle pulls Blaze up off of the mat by her hair and delivers five back-to-back Bitch Slaps. Then, she nailes her with a Bulldog, followed by a Jawbreaker.

Busch: "A nice Jawbreaker by Arielle Dawn."

Lucky Falcon decides it’s time to get involved in the match. She goes after Lizzie Price, who has been watching Blaze and Arielle Dawn duke it out. She hits Lizze with a hard Clothesline, knocking her off of her feet and over the top rope.

Marshal: "Another one bites the dust!"

Busch: "What a clothesline by Lucky Falcon!"

Marshal: "And then there were four."

We’ve now got Dazi Darkside, Blaze Inferno, Arielle Dawn, and Lucky Falcon remaining. Lucky Falcon decides to cut in on Blaze and Arielle’s maylee. She nails Blaze with an armbar.

Busch: "A nice armbar by Lucky Falcon."

Marshal: "Come on, Dazi. Let’s land this plane."

Busch: "I don’t think we’re supposed to be rooting on any one opponent, Jay."

Marshal: "So sue me, Bert. I’m rooting for Dazi. She’s got the hottest legs in the bunch!"

While Blaze and Lucky Falcon go at it, Dazi decides to attack Arielle Dawn with a crucifix.
Busch: "And Dazi just delivered an unforgiving Crucifix to Arielle Dawn!

She lifts Arielle Dawn from the mat by her hair, then bends over and grabs her ankle. She tries to toss her over the top rope, but Arielle Dawn’s not ready to be eliminated just yet. She does her best to hang onto the middle rope.

Busch: "Dazi tried to toss out Arielle Dawn, but she’s hanging on for dear life."

Marshal: "Come on, Dazi. Toss that biotch!"

Busch: "Jay! Control yourself. You’re a professional; start acting like it."

Marshal: "Meh…just shut up and announce this catfight, Berty Boy!"

Arielle Dawn fights her way back to her feet, then nails Dazi Darkside with a Vertical Suplex.

Marshal: "That had to hurt."

She collects Dazi from the mat and gets her with a Downfall (Widow’s Peak).

Busch: "My god! Arielle Dawn has just ended Dazi Darkside’s chance with a Downfall."

Marshal: "Dammit! So much for my horse coming out the winner."

Dazi Darkside isn’t moving after that one. Arielle Dawn lifts her, one leg at a time, and over the top rope she goes.

Marshal: "And then there were three."

Busch: "We’re down to Blaze Inferno, Lucky Falcon, and Arielle Dawn."

In a surprising turn of events, Blaze and Arielle Dawn seemingly join forces in an effort to oust Lucky Falcon. Blaze hits her with a running bulldog, and Arielle Dawn comes right behind her and nails her with an STF.

Busch: "It looks as though Blaze and Arielle Dawn are trying to take out Lucky Falcon."

Marshal: "The eagle has landed. I repeat…the eagle has landed."

Busch: "Um, it’s Lucky Falcon, Jay. Not Lucky Eagle."

Marshal: "Who cares?"

Arielle lands some powerful kicks to the head of Lucky Falcon while she’s down on the mat. Blaze climbs the turnbuckles and flies off of the top rope.

Busch: "A Dawn of the Inferno!"

Marshal: "It should be over for Lucky Falcon."

Lucky Falcon lies, motionless, on the mat. But instead of ousting her, Blaze is distracted by a spear from Arielle Dawn. Blaze lands hard.

Busch: "And Arielle Dawn has just nailed Blaze Inferno with a spear."

Arielle Dawn stands over Blaze, mocking her for trusting her. She’s so busy laughing that she doesn’t see Lucky Falcon getting up from the mat.

Busch: "This is going to end badly."

Marshal: "Yeah, for Arielle."

Right on cue, Lucky strikes (no pun intended). She nails Arielle with a Hurricanranna, sending her right over the top rope.

Marshal: "You know what comes next, folks…and then there were two."

Busch: "We’re down to Blaze Inferno and Lucky Falcon in the match that will decide who goes on to become the number one contender to the ICWA Women’s Championship title."

Marshal: "I never saw this coming, Bert. Blaze and the whirly bird?"

Busch: "Lucky Falcon, Jay."

Marshal: "Again…who cares?"

Blaze and Lucky Falcon circle round and round for a minute or so. This time, it’s Lucky Falcon making the first move.

Busch: "It looks like Lucky’s not wasting any time this go round. She going right for Blaze’s throat."

She delivers a very loud Bitch Slap to the face of Blaze Inferno. Then another. And another. The third one knocks Blaze on her ass. Lucky moves in and nails her with a Piledriver.

Busch: "A beautiful Piledriver by Lucky Falcon. That would end it for most."

Marshal: "Yeah, well Blaze isn’t what I’d call normal. It’s gonna take more than that to pull the curtain on this nutcase."

While Blaze is on the mat, Lucky hits her with a Standing Moonsault.

Busch: "Oh, my god. This looks like the end for Blaze."

Blaze lies on the mat, not moving a bit. Lucky starts to celebrate by strutting around the ring, talking smack. Her back is to Blaze, though, so she doesn’t see Blaze getting up.
Marshal: "Uh, Lucky…don’t start the party just yet."

Lucky senses something isn’t right, and she turns around slowly. Blaze drops her with a Superkick.

Busch: "What a Superkick by Blaze!"

Blaze immediately grabs Lucky Falcon and tries to throw her over the top rope. Lucky Falcon hangs on to the ropes for dear life. Seeing that she’s not getting the job done, Blaze drops her and lands a few kicks to her head. She picks her up by the hair and delivers a Northern Lights Suplex.

Busch: "There’s a Northern Lights Suplex like only Blaze can deliver."

Blaze pulls Lucky up once again and gives her a backbreaker. This sends Lucky Falcon to the mat, crumpled. Blaze climbs the turnbuckles once again, hoping to execute a Dawn of the Inferno for the second time that night. As she flies off of the top rope, Lucky Falcon rolls out of the way and Blaze lands on the mat with a thud.

Busch: "She moved out of the way! Lucky Falcon found the strength from somewhere and rolled out of harm’s way."

Both women are slow getting up, and they finaly get on their feet at almost the exact same time. But it’s Lucky with her footing first, and she gives Blaze a Spinning Heel Kick to the head. This knocks Blaze down once again, so Lucky lifts her from the mat by her hair. She slams Blaze’s head into the turnbuckle three times, each time harder than the time before. She Irish Whips Blaze off of the ropes and clotheslines her. Hard.

Busch: "That was brutal."

Marshal: "She was trying to take Blaze’s head off."

Lucky pulls Blaze off of the mat, and sets her up for a Lucky Break (Unprettier).

Busch: "This has got to be it. Lucky Falcon is going for the win with her Lucky Break."

Just as Lucky is about to execute the move, Blaze drives her forearm into her skull. She spins her around and nails her with an Arm Bar DDT.

Busch: "What a comeback by Blaze! This just might win her the match!"

And so it does. Lucky Falcon is out, and Blaze picks her up, tossing her over the top rope and ending the match. The referee raises Blaze’s hand in victory.

Kevin Dart: "Here is your winner and the new Number One Contender to the Women’s Championship Title, Blaze Innnferrrnnnoooo!!!"