SS 19 AFW Championship - Alison Seong (c) vs. Adrian Kytes

Adrian did indeed go for the one on her right. Unfortunately for everyone who wasn't in her locker room pre-match that was a vaguely worded statement considering she was shoulder to shoulder with the purple-clad powerhouse, and with a pull on Alison's arm as she eyed the Jackson sister, she pulled her back to facing the challenger just for the former cosplayer to throw up a quick superkick. Completely disregarding the presence of the Bullet Club long enough to get her boot in Alison's jaw.

Completely focused on the Jackson sister, Alison was about to launch forward and lunge at the sister, weapon be damned. However, she would feel a hard tug on her arm as she was whipped around, completely taken aback at what was happening as she was whipped around to face Adrian. And she didn't even see the foot crashing into her jaw as her head whipped back after a thunderous crack. Her body went limp as it slowly teetered backwards before finally crashing into the mat, Adrian surprise attack hitting the mark in flush!

Intrigue abounded as to what the Bullet Club, of all people, were doing circling the ring like a pair of opportunistic Great White sharks smelling blood in the water and obviously preparing to go on a feeding frenzy. The Jackson sisters being notorious for following their own rules and making federation shaking first impressions. It just so happened to be that interrupting a heavyweight title match with seemingly every intention of going to town on both competitors with their own distinct weaponry was one such unbelievably bold move. What better way could the dynamic hotshots make a name for themselves than laying to waste to two of the league's championship level super stars. It would establish them as a legitimate threat and a tag-team not to be fucked with, and it was a narrative most everyone in the audience was already accepting as the reason for all of this as Adrian and Alison formed a shaky alliance to obviously fight off the-


*CRACK*


The superkick heard round the world shattering that narrative to an astonished and sympathetic groan, camera shots capturing peoples flabberghasted expressions and slack-jawed shock. Prompting both B.C. sisters to scurry under the ring ropes and approach Adrian from both sides, weapons in hand and surrounding her with savage menace to their cadence...until the pretense was officially dropped when the sisters began stomping and thwacking the fallen Alison!!! The full picture finally becoming pieced together by the heartbroken fans of the former cosplayer, who were now either stunned silent or inundating the three left standing in the ring with a torrent of boos as Mackenzie went about tugging Alison up by her jet-black locks, while Nikki started striding outside of the ropes and atop the ring apron. The taller Mackenzie hoisting Alison upside down into a piledriver position, a tightened constriction around the champions waist with Mack's head tucked between Allie's tanned thighs. A bit of aerial theatrics would take place by Nikita catapulting herself off the top ropes with a flip in the air before performing the Five Star finisher, "The Bullet Driver!!!" An aided piledriver delivered not just onto the canvas, but onto the the flattened steel chair Mackenzie had brought into the ring!!

Alison's eyes were halfway from being lodged in the back of her head from the violent and sudden superkick as she began to stir. Very slowly however as she would try to push herself up on an elbow, but her body felt as if it was being weighed down by bags of bricks as the Jackson Sisters entered the ring. They looked to descend on both of them before they made their intentions known, they were here for only one person, the Champion Alison.

The two sisters waylaid Alison, forcing her back onto the mat as they began to pummel her remorselessly with their boots and weapons, smacking hard into Alison's body as she could barely cover herself up to protect herself from the relentless waves of attacks. But through the beatings, Alison's eye saw that the two sisters were ignoring Adrian. It couldn't have been a coincidence they pounced on her like jackals after that superkick.

But there was no time for conjecture and guesses, one of the sisters, Alison had no idea which one it was, grabbing her up before shoving her between the legs and hoisting her up for the piledriver position. The pain didn't immediately come, for momentum and fall came with the other sister who had jumped off of the top rope, her weight and force all coming down on Alison as she was driven headfirst into the steel chair they had planted underneath her!

Her body lurched, recoiling from the initial impact before all the rest of her body went limp and she went crashing down into the mat!

With open arms and a thumbs up, Adrian let her co-conspiritors go to work with the brightest smile in years on her face, even her back didn't seem to be hurting as much as the sisters did their thing, even if the former cosplayer did cringe as Alison's skull was driven down into the steel chair "Wooo!" She called out, applauding the Bullet Club's arrival and holding her hand up for a "Too Sweet" as she kicked the chair out of the ring. She had said to herself she was winning by any means necessary and now everyone knew what that entailed.

"Okay, let's make this official," the brunette declared as she walked over to the ref, waiting for the rest of the club to leave the scene while she revived the ref and lead her over to the stricken Alison "Come on ref, I got her!" She said with the full confidence of the technically correct as she laid on top and hooked the leg.

Alison laid on the mat, her arms and legs sprawled out as a bit of blood was trickling off of her forehead having been cut open by the high impact spike into the chair that was quickly discarded of and left no trace of foul play as the two Jackson Sisters left the ring. Alison had no movement since being driven into the mat as Adrian crawled on top of her, the referee crawling into position as she began the count!

"ONE!"

"TWO!" The ref continued in her semi-conscious daze as Adrian hugged the hooked leg tighter. Smiling through gritted teeth the reality of what she had just pulled off with the help of the club was starting to hit her. Her Eight year wait was at its end and all she had to do was hope that Alison stayed still long enough for one more count.

"THREE!"

And then it was over. Alison's reign as Champion was done after a brutal spike into the chair, the former Champion still motionless underneath the new Champion as she was left unaware that she was now without gold due to interference. Although, many would cite this as a form of Karma, Alison having won the title after a violent low blow and then defended it inside of a Hell in a Cell successfully only due to the interference of a rabid woman she had no connection with.

It was still a bitter taste that was going to be left in her mouth for a long while....

"I DID IT!" Adrian screamed as the bell rung, giving no consideration to the now former champion's hearing. After Eight years, Adrian Kytes was finally AFW champion and there wasn't anything anyone could do about it. It might not have been a fair fight but in the brunette's mind she'd been through enough unfairness herself that this was evening it out. "Gimme the belt gimmie the belt, it's mine!" She insisted as the staff scrambled to get a somewhat formal coronation going, one that was cut short as Adrian simply snatched the belt and rolled out of the ring, hugging it against her face like a teddy bear.

Alison remained on the mat as Adrian rolled out of the ring, slowly stirring as blood trinkled down her face from being driven headfirst into the chair that was no longer in the ring. She growled, the bitter taste intensifying as the moment watching Adrian slink away with her title grew more and more, as if the moment was stretching into eternity as her Championship belt was getting ever further away from her...