The Bullet Club Starring in - "Three Gun Salute"

Panning shots of a frenzied stadium of frothing wrestling connoisseurs along with booming fireworks being fired off from every conceivable direction into the sky were all the typical theatrics perpetrated during the opening segment of a television taping. Color commentators yelling into their headsets as they welcomed the viewers and started listing off the scheduled list of matches for the night and hot-button topics lighting the wrestling world aflame amongst message boards and wrestling dirt sheets. From the gossiping whispers pertaining to incoming major shake-ups to the executive leadership of the federation, to the recent challengers being determined for Rising Star and Hardcore championships at Avalanche 2019. Except the absolute keynote attraction for the night was the appearance of the newest heavyweight champion, and the innumerable questions that the entire wrestling world were dying to have answered. People getting antsy in their seats until their patient anticipation was rewarded...

"We interrupt your regularly scheduled program for the following announcement by the Bullet Club....For-For-For....LIFE...."

Titan-tron~...:

Grungy guitar riffs accompanied a cascading deluge of black and white lighting precluded The Mackenzie sisters sauntering out with a confident swagger. Rocking their trademark attire (now on sale for $29.99) and splatter painted pants, Nikita brandished a "Bullet Club" designed flag and Mackenzie throwing up the "Too Sweet" gestures with her hands throughout the entirety of their strutting saunter down the ramp. Neither one missing a chance to jaw-jack in front of a cameraman's lens for an obnoxious close-up of their arrogant bantering before they simultaneously rolled under the bottom rope to take center stage in the middle of the ring after some brief posturing and flag waving done by the smaller Bullet sister. Each one snagging a microphone from ringside to the deadened silence of their theme cutting off.

"Ohhhh...so exciting...The greatest tag-team in the world...The team that is redefining the very concept of pro-wrestling today...The Queens Of California...and the whole world, everyone in AFW is hanging on our every word. Well...it certainly took you rubes long enough to start realizing that we MEANT what we said by expanding our brand in AFW and spreading the word...of The Bullet Club~..."

"Here to interrupt your daily, bland, mundane serving of the same talent getting spoon-fed to you...Here to give you repressed, socially awkward Japanese people a look at what REAL wrestling talent looks like from outside your little island bubble here...The Bullet Club is more than just a wrestling faction. It's a sisterhood...It's way of life whose ascension has only just begun...but...this group is always subject to...aggressive expansion."

"A paragon...of abundant wrestling talent. A grappling virtuoso. Someone who has competed with the undeniable legends of this industry and has put out five-star matches every time but has NEVER...been properly given their just due and showered with the respect and acclaim and merch deals that she so rightfully deserves. Ladies and Gentleman, what we do is ALWAYS for the good of professional wrestling...and this was no different. Bullet Club...needed...a leader. Bullet Club needed...a dauntless figure for us all to rally behind. Bullet Club needed...the voice of our generation."

"BULLET CLUB...NEEDED...!!!"

For For For LIFE:

The pounding electro of Adrian Kytes' new theme pulsed throughout the arena as the lights flickered on and off, a lone spotlight settling on a black-clad figure, her new singlet augmented with a Bullet Club jacket, dark sunglasses and, more importantly as she spun around, the AFW World Championship finally around her waist after over eight years.

The brunette's grin was vicious and crazed as she undid the gold plated belt, holding it up to her face like she was hugging a security blanket as she made her way down to the ring only for her to mid way down the ramp to signal for the music to halt and the lights to return to normal. Raising a microphone to her lips a small piano tune replaced the villanous theme as she burst into song. "NO BODY DOES IT BETTER~" She crooned, shuffling the championship onto her shoulder as she swayed her way to the tune "~Makes me feel sad for the rest~" she continued, pointing out to the crowd.

"~No body does it, half as good as meee~ Baby, I'm the best~! AHAHAHAHA!" She cackled on her way up the stairs, reaching out to Too Sweet her cohorts, comrades and colleagues, her partners in crime: The Jackson Sisters.

As ecstatic as sugar-addled preschoolers , The Jackson Sisters jubilantly applauded the appearance of their newfound leader in all her glory. Bestowing upon their acclaimed, exemplary leader the fawning admiration she so rightfully deserved as she came out rocking all manner of Bullet Club paraphernalia. The pair of them even going far as to sway together with an arm over eachother's shoulder in tandem with Adrian's self-glorifying one-woman solo, only stopping to reciprocate her Too Sweet to a booming explosion of streamers that officially commemorated Adrian's induction.

Streamers!!!:

Prompting The Jackson Sisters to hug it out with the brunette like the bestest of friends. A symbol that all but confirmed where Adrian's allegiances laid, all to the booing ire of the anti-Bullet Club haters as Nikita would than go about kicking around the copious amount of streamers flooding the ring like the rambunctious little scamp she is. Her older sister taking the reigns of this promo. "Adrian Kytes, our illustrious leader...no-one else in this backwater federation saw the bottomless potential you had, except US. That's why we knew there was no one better to helm the Bullet-Club movement. And don't you worry, boss...we're gonna be right behind ya. Bringing home some tag-team gold as we officially announce our intentions to beat those Blazing Buttheads at Avalanche!!!"

As the Bullet Club celebrated in the ring an unexpected sound began to play on the speakers. It was the theme song of Alaina Sanders! Alaina came out decked out in her old two piece leopard print wrestling attire as she had a mic in her hand, clapping and looking out at the ring as she stood at the top of the ramp. The crowd was cheering as she appeared, and she appeared to have quite a bit to say as she brought the mic up towards her lips.

"That is quite the assembly in the ring ya have Adrian. I remember when there was a time that the "backwater" amazon standing here would call you a friend of sorts. We talked a bit, sparred a bit and helped each other through some stuff." Alaina said, referring to Sonic Boom squaring off against Julia and Rebecca Tomko as well as her and Adrian chatting after each one lost a title belt at the same PPV years ago by this point. "Here you are as the Friction champion. It is a shame you stoop down to levels I never thought you would. I remember when you won with skill, ability, grit and I used to love watching you and cheering for you. Now..... not so much." Alaina said pausing as she thought about what to say next, grinning as she waited.

"You know very few women in Friction, AFW or wrestling have put together a career and resume like me. I want a shot at that title Adrian, you know I have worked my way up and deserve that shot. I will even let you pick a match type and still kick your ass for that belt, and I will show you that wrestling without relying on cheap tricks actually makes you better. I know a powerhouse who is versatile and has mobility may be scary but don't you dare back down from this challenge!" Alaina said, earning a loud roar from the crowd before she looked over at Adrians minions. "You two, don't think I don't notice you either. Your tag team is cute. You guys really crack me up and regardless of who wins the tag battle at Avalanche don't you think for a second that the tag division will be pushovers for you since Julia is back in town that means Sonic Boom will be in the ring again dominating the tag scene as well!"

Not too long after that Another theme played though one less familiar to people then most others. Instead of the Blizzards Chelsea came out by herself holding her tag team title proudly and looking at her opponents down below in the ring. The redhead didn’t look at all amused by what she saw.

“So while this may be the first time I’ve seen any of you, I’m well aware who all of you are. And to be honest, I’m kinda bored with most of y’all already. I mean, really? Isn’t the whole Bullet Club thing kinda overdone? And besides while you may be the world champion Adrian, that took you countless years and needing to sell out to do it, not exactly an impressive run. Meanwhile I became champ in far less time and I took it from the Imperial Order who you two morons couldn’t beat on your best day. Nor could you Aliana.” Chelsea pointed towards the girl also standing against the club. “I’m one of the fastest rising stars in AFW, and If anyone needs a reminder. I can happily shut both of you up, and then maybe I’ll see if I can’t take that belt of our esteemed new world champ. How does that sound?”

Taking a deep breath as Chelsea had decided to go out on her own, she sure was a confrontational partner, if nothing else. Though that didn't matter too much to Belinda, Chelsea was her friend and she was always going to support her. Besides, she had a few choice words to say to the members who were gathering here and now in the arena.

Not really letting a theme play or anything of the like, if Chelsea wanted to play the role of the only person in the spotlight then that was fine by Belinda. She wore her own tag title around her waist as she stepped up and stood next to her slightly shorter tag partner. Nodding her head a bit, microphone in one hand.

" Seems like you lot are feeling pretty confident. Though if there is anything I've got to say is that I'm kinda disappointed in you Adrian, falling in with their ilk? Well, I guess that's your choice." Belinda spoke out as she would then turn to Alaina. " You've certainly written us off quickly too haven't you Alaina? Don't think you and Julia will have an easy time, after we're done with these hecklers, you'll see what we mean." Belinda said with a more cheerful and friendly tone to her friend and rival that was Alaina. She'd wrap one arm around Chelsea's shoulder and pull her in a bit closer, " It's just like Chelsea said, we took down one of the most dominant teams AFW has ever seen. So try and at least give us our dues."

Adrian was still flicking away streamers from her shoulder in the post-hug when Alaina Sanders became the first woman to raise their voice against the new leader of the Bullet Club. There had been a point where the two had been on fairly close terms but those were long gone by the time Adrian had gotten the title match, let alone won it with the help of her cohorts, comrades and colleagues. But before Adrian could raise her microphone against her Blazing Blizzard was out first to take exception to the big woman's claims. Even if she did have to scowl a little at Chelsea's comments and shrug at Belinda's.

"Now all we need is Julia out here and we got ourselves a Tag Team Match, playa~" Adrian quipped with unfunny inside joke "I do have to give Freezy Flame credit for wiping the smile off of the face of the dearly detested Gwendolyn, only... I did it in a little more permanent way." She reminisced with a sinister smirk "So how about we let the tag team specialists over there fight the tag team that hasn't had half of it hiding in Tijuana. You can have next go at the tag belts Amazon, you'll have all the time in the world without the world title around your waist."

The Jackson Sisters stoically stood beside their illustrious leader for the entirety of their interrupter's disrespectful intrusion of Adrian's official Bullet Club coronation. Situated shoulder to shoulder with the Friction World Champion like two noble sentries standing guard besides the one whom their swore eternal fealty to...well, at least Mackenzie was. Nikita never having diverted her spastic attention away from the colorful streamers she was flinging about until Mack tugged her sister by the ear like an authoritative nun into position beside Adrian. Nikki seething her resentment through mouthed four letters words once there, gingerly massaging her ear lobe before folding her arms and internally vowing revenge at her sister before standing at attention.

"AlrightAlrightAlright...You all are gonna have to bear with us now. Ya see...Nikki and I, we're kinda new here...so all this name-dropping is kinda going over all of our heads. But from what I can tell as a casual observer...is that you three, unlike us providing a united front, don't particularly dig eachother too much. Even the fiery red-head is mouthing off like she's the real wrestling talent in that tag-team, and that she's dying to start her own single's career and shed some Swiss dead weight from her shoulders, if ya know wha I'm sayin. I dunno...jus a whole lot of "I"s in her sentences and not a lot of "we"s going on there." Mack theorized with a carefree shrug of her shoulders, coyly planting seeds of doubt. "So let me show you how it's done fire crotch...WE are going to be the one's wearing those tag-belts by the time Avalanche is over...WE are the weather ladies predicting an end to this eternally boring blizzard...and WE promise you that once the final ring bell is clanging...The Bullet Club, is gonna be draped in title belt gold~..."

Chelsea rolled her eyes at the world champs shameless reference to a forgotten age and her other jabs at the two of them. But she found herself even more annoyed by the sisters talking more trash then warranted. Chelsea was here to be a champ not take a bunch of mocking from nobodies. And soon after they were done Chelsea was quick to start up again.

“You didn’t here a lot of we’s because unlike you I have a brain that doesn’t get shared amongst 2 other people. When I open my mouth I speak for myself and when Belinda opens her mouth she speaks for herself. You people are united under the guise you need each other to be relevant. We can all be relevant by ourselves. We didn’t form a tag team because we needed to, we chose to be one because we wanted to, because as good as we are we knew we’d excel even more together, and the belts that we took off Boss and the Bitch prove it further. Now if your looking to be humiliated by the Blazing Blizzard I’d advice you not too book to many shows after the match. Cause you won’t want to do much after WE are done with you.”

Well it looked like Alaina's claim had drawn the ire of the current tag team champions as well as the number one contenders in the ring. That wasn't entirely unexpected though. "Calm down Belinda, I am just telling the entire tag team division to watch out. You guys have the belts so you are the targets, it is just how things go nothing personal. I do fully expect you two to beat whatever thug life in the ring throws your way, but if they do manage to somehow win we are coming for them just the same." Alaina said before turning her attention back to Adrian.

"Adrian, at Avalanche I am going to put you through hell unlike anything you have ever been through before. You know full well what i can do and I assure you I have only gotten better since we last met. I am not going to stop until I have gold around my waist again, and once it is there I don't think any woman in AFW will be able to take it off me."