Veteran's Division Amateur Elimination Tournament First Round After you have read the story, please answer the 2 short questions at the end
With the first round of Women’s Division concluded, the veteran women wrestlers seated in the front row moved to the edge of their seas as they waited for their amateur contestants to be introduced.
“Next up is our Veteran’s Division, so let’s bring in our contestants. First up, ... she is 47 years of age, stands 5 foot 9 inches tall and weighs 155 pounds ... Please welcome ... MIDNIGHT!”
As the crowd applauded, the exotic looking Midnight strode toward the ring. Wearing a black one piece outfit with her blonde hair tied up, Midnight scowled as she walked forward, looking intense as she tried to draw a reaction from the fans. A retired pro wrestler, Midnight had decided to try and make a comeback upon learning fo the Veteran’s Division Contest, and had a reputation for being a fierce, and often dirty, competitor. The crowd reacted mildly supportive, though the cheers were somewhat subdued.
“Next ... At 43 years of age, standing 5 foot 8 inches tall and weighing 135 pounds ... Please welcome ...SUMMER!”
With the applause continuing, the sprightly blonde skipped up toward the ring, slapping hands with the fans along the way. With her long blonde hair tied in a long pony tail, Summer had an effervescent smile which drew a loud round of applause from the fans. Dressed in a pair of blue cotton tights and a white sports bra, Summer looked to be in great shape. Though she had no prior wrestling experience, Summer had been a fitness instructor most of her adult life, and was hopeful that her conditioning and strength would help her to overcome what she lacked in ring experience.
“Next ... at 48 years of age, standing 5 foot 7 inches tall and weighing 125 pounds ... Please welcome ... SARGE!”
The stern looking Sarge marched forward, her attention focused solely up towards the ring as she purposefully moved down the aisle. The cheers rose as the fans caught sight of her, the former Army sergeant’s body earning her the accolades. Despite her age, Sarge was in terrific shape for a woman of ANY age! Her arms were chiseled and her midsection taut and rippled with muscles. Like summer, Sarge had no specific pro wrestling experience, though as a former drill sergeant, she had year’s worth of hand to hand combat and fighting experience under her belt. In addition, she had the look of a trained killer in her dark eyes, and as she passed by the veteran wrestlers seated at ringside, she drew a few concerned looks as she eyed each of them before climbing up into the ring.
“Next ... At 44 years of age, she stands 5 foot 5 inches tall and weighs 178 pounds ... Please welcome ... HOPE!”
The attractive blonde bounced awkwardly forward, her blonde hair tied up in a bun behind her head. Wearing a tight, blue leotard, Hope’s body was significantly less conditioned physically than her 3 predecessors’ and she was the least qualified to be in the ring. A suburban mom to her 3 kids, Hope decided to enter the contest on a whim, and as the fans gave her a tepid welcome, it was obvious that her nerves were frayed.
With the realization that she would soon be battling face to face with some tough, fit women, Hope was clearly nervous as she reluctantly climbed into the ring.
“Next ... At 55 years of age, standing 5 foot 9 inches tall and weighing 135 pounds ... Please welcome ... SABLE!”
The oldest of the contestants so far, Sable surprisingly drew the loudest round of applause as well. Dressed in a brown bikini, her body was fit and shapely, the perfect combination of strength and beauty. With impressive curves and svelte muscles, she swaggered toward the ring with an air of confidence, smiling and waving to the fans along the way.
With a successful career as a stunt woman, Sable was not stranger to the gym, not to physical feats of strength and danger. She was not intimidated by the challenge of facing the other women, and conversely, was looking forward to putting herself to the test. Climbing up into the ring, her body shimmering under the lights, she strode around it like a beauty queen, accepting the cheers of the crowd before finally taking her place against the side ropes, drawing envious stares from the other, younger contestants.
Unlike the conventional attractiveness of the 4 previous contestants, Ruby’s appearance was anything but conventional. Her long hair was styled in dreadlocks which were dyed a bright, orangey red and her face had several metal studs pierced into it. She wore a bright red, vinyl corset which tightly clenched her midsection, her large breasts draped in red fishnet with her nipples barely covered by 2 round patches of red material. Matching fishnet stockings swathed her legs with a pair of knee high, red vinyl boots finishing off her look.
“And finally, our last Women’s Division candidate ... At 62 years of age, standing 5 foot 8 inches tall and weighing 115 pounds ... Please welcome .... CANDY ”!
Sable was no longer the oldest of the contestants as Candy skipped toward the ring, the crowd unsure how to react to her. She wore a skimpy black bikini and the fans seemed uncomfortable cheering for her. Though in good shape for a woman her age, Candy’s face showed her age, wrinkled and withered with a bit too much make-up smeared across it. She had made a living by posing for semi nude and erotic photos which she posted on the internet, charging a subscription fee to view them. But despite the fact that her body was slender and in shape, Candy did not appear to have a chance against her stronger and younger competition, and the fans seemed to agree with that, judging by the subdued greeting she received.
“Now that you have met all 6 of our contestants, let me recap the rules. All 6 women in the ring will competing against each other in a 5 minute Battle Royale where elimination occurs when a woman is tossed from the ring. After 5 minutes have passed, whomever is left in the ring will move onto the final round, which I will address at the conclusion of our first round. So let’s get to it!”
With that a huge ovation rose from the crowd, the referee stepped into the ring as the 6 women prepared for the start of the fight. As they glanced around at each other, each woman clearly figuring out her strategy, the bell rang to signal the start of the fight.
Not surprisingly, Sarge, Sable and Midnight were the 3 aggressors, as they attacked Summer, Hope and Candy respectively. Storming up to Summer, Sarge quickly and easily overpowered the blonde, wrenching her arm behind her back while forcing her forward against the side ropes. As the pony-tailed cutie moaned in pain, the front of her body pressed into the ropes as Sarge increased the pressure on her trapped limb. Summer’s moans quickly escalated into anguished screams as the powerful army veteran wrenched her arm painfully. She felt like her arm was breaking, but Sarge did not sympathize, instead keeping the pressure on while whispering a warning into the pretty blonde’s ear.
"I can break your arm in three different places right now if I wanted to!" she growled.
Meanwhile, across the ring, Sable had lunged at Hope, nailing her with a powerful knee into her soft midsection. The inexperienced Hope was caught by surprise and emitted a blubbering groan while doubling over, only to be met with a huge slam into her back from Sable’s combined fists. The blow knocked Hope to her knees, causing her to kneel erect from the pain in her back as Sable then punted her foot forward, striking the blonde in her gut once more and sending her splattering forward to the mat where she lay face down.
Next to them, Midnight had rushed Candy, who was able to interlock hands with the hard-charging retired pro wrestler. The 2 began to struggle though Midnight easily overpowered the older women, forcing her into the corner before delivering a powerful chop down onto her chest. Candy collapsed forward, but Midnight grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled her upright before driving her knee up into Candy’s face and sending her rocketing back into the corner. Her arms sailed over the tope ropes and hooked them as she gradually slumped down looking dazed and confused. But Midnight wasn’t nearly done with her yet, grabbing hold of her wrist and sending her racing across the ring. Barreling forward, Candy’s body exploded against the far corner, arms and legs flailing in each direction before she dropped down onto her butt, her back pressing against the turnbuckles. She was obviously stupefied and overwhelmed as she sat there, staring blankly ahead.
With Sarge still working over Summer’s arm against the ropes, Midnight trudged across the ring toward, Candy. Sable meanwhile noticed the action, and decided to leave Hope lying on the canvas as she met Midnight near the corner, each reaching down to grab the battered older women by her limbs. Grabbing hold of Candy’s ankles, Midnight dragged her from the corner enough so that Sable could grab hold of her wrists. Hauling her off of the canvas, they carried her body toward the side ropes, and after swaying her through the air twice, tossed her over the top rope. Candy’s body sailed high through the air, soaring over the top rope before flying toward the veteran wrestlers who were seated in the front row. They all scrambled to get out of the way as Candy’s body crashed against the seats before crumpling to the floor.
Eliminated, Candy was left splayed across the floor, obviously hurt as Ms. Liberty rushed over to check on her. A few moments later a few attendants came to help her as Midnight stood near the ropes, looking down at the action outside of the ring with a sadistic smile on her face. But Sable went right to work, sneaking up alongside her, grabbing two handfuls of her hair and forcefully bending her over the top rope. Desperately waving her arms to try and grab hold of Sable or at least secure a grip on the ropes, Midnight could not prevent Sable from hooking her leg and then flipping her over the top rope and tossing her from the ring. Eliminated just a few seconds after she had finished off Candy, Midnight angrily punched the floor in disgust at having allowed herself to be tricked so easily.
So with only a couple of minutes passed, 2 of the 6 women had already been eradicated. Sable noticed Hope had gotten up onto her hands and knees, so she charged up nest to her and stomped down onto her back, flattening her to the canvas once again. Sarge had finally released her grip on Summer’s aching arm, shooting the blonde across the ring. But as the army veteran waited for the fitness instructor to rebound towards her, Sable came running at her out of nowhere and delivered a huge, running clothesline to Sarge’s chest, knocking her off of her feet and sending her tumbling down near the side ropes.
The crowd applauded at the force of the attack as Sarge floundered beneath the ropes, completely surprised by the sneak attack. Summer was able to catch herself against the far ropes however and shook her aching arm, trying to restore the circulation. She glanced across at Hope, who had rolled near the ropes and clenched onto them, pulling herself onto her knees as she faced out toward the crowd. It was obvious that Hope was not yet ready for the ring as she tried to get herself onto one knee, completely overwhelmed in this early stage of the contest. But Summer decided to bypass an attack on the struggling soccer mom, and instead looked for an opportunity to attack either Sarge or Sable.
The two warriors were locked in combat however, as Sable grabbed a handful of Sarge’s hair and ripped onto her feet. But the army veteran retaliated by delivering a powerful jab into the brunette’s gut as she rose, doubling Sable over. Getting onto both feet, Sarge tried to attack, but Sable recovered quickly as the two locked up, each struggling to gain an advantage. Surveying the struggle, Summer slowly crept across the ring, working her way behind Sarge, before finally slamming the point of her elbow into the back of the brunette’s neck. With an angry growl, Sarge reached back at her aching neck, forced to end her struggle against Sable. Summer took advantage by twisting the army veteran’s arm behind her back, allowing Sable to deliver a powerful uppercut into her gut, eliciting another muffled growl.
Sable smiled, well aware that Sarge was her toughest opponent and gratified that Summer had her locked up. She began to move in to eliminate her, but her plot was foiled as Sarge quickly fired her elbow straight back, ramming it into Summer’s gut. The blonde yelped, but before she knew what hit her, Sarge had reached back and grabbed her blonde head before flipping her over her shoulder and sending her sprawling to the canvas. Sable stared at Sarge, but the two almost seemed to strike a non verbal deal that they would save their struggle for a later time. As a result, Sarge moved forward to attack Summer while Sable made her way across the ring to take on Hope, who was not on her feet.
Looking intimidated as Sable approached her, Hope nonetheless stretched her arms forward in a fighting stance, but Sable easily pushed them aside sending a chop into the blonde’s abundant chest. Hope fell back against the ropes as Sable moved in, shoving her hip into Hope’s midsection while grabbing her by the head before hip tossing her to the canvas.
The clock had continued to tick down and there was now just a bit over a minute left in the five minute contest. Realizing this, Sable charged over to the fallen Hope and stomped her boot into the blonde’s soft gut. Hope’s arms and legs shot up in the air as Sable grabbed hold of her hair and ripped her onto her feet, Hope’s face wincing in pain as she awkwardly rose.
Across the ring, Sarge had grabbed Summer’s right leg and wrapped it around her own, twisting it into a step over toe hold. With her back against the canvas, Summer slapped it in both frustration and pain as her leg was warped dangerously. Sarge snarled as she increased the pressure, using her leverage to inflict even more punishment. Sable meanwhile had lifted the bulky Hope up onto her shoulders, and carried across the ring as the crowd cheered, sensing an impending elimination. Impressively hauling all of the blonde’s 178 pounds, Sable reached the side ropes and as expected, dumped Hope’s body over them, tossing her out of the ring.
Landing roughly on the floor below, Hope was disoriented for a moment, but looked relieved that her tournament was over. She had obviously bitten off more than she could chew, and despite her aches and pains, was glad that the ordeal was over. Back in the ring, Sarge continued to distort Summer’s shapely leg around her own, the blonde’s despondent cries of pain echoing through the arena. But Sable came to her aid, racing across the ring and delivering a vicious dropkick to the unsuspecting brunette’s back. The blow knocked Sarge forward and into the ropes, causing her to bounce off of them before collapsing to the canvas.
Getting onto her hands and knees, the tough veteran shook her head as Summer grabbed the ropes and got to her feet first. But she was quickly met with a stiff forearm to the chest by Sable, the blow knocking the blonde back into the corner. Sable followed that up with a ferocious backhand slap to her chest, and then bowed forward, driving her shoulder into Summer’s vulnerable gut.
The blonde collapsed onto Sable’s shoulder, and the brunette took the opportunity to straighten up, lifting Summer off of the mat. With the blonde now stretched across Sable’s shoulder, her pretty blue eyes opened wide as she was carried toward the side of the ring. She sensed her impending elimination and tried to frantically kick her legs and slap at Sable’s back, but Sarge had now pushed herself back onto her feet and with pinpoint accuracy, delivered a devastating dropkick to Sable’s lower back.
The fierce kick caused Sable’s body to bend inward before falling to the canvas, Summer plunging down with her and landing atop the 55 year old warrior. With their two bodies now intertwined as the writhed on the mat, Summer and Sable struggled to recover. Sable insolently pushed the blonde off of her before trying to get back up, but Sarge was not about to let her do that on her own. Snatching two handfuls of Sable’s short, brown hair, Sarge ripped her to her feet before securing her in a side headlock. Summer had gotten onto one knee by this time, and Sarge pulled Sable along with her, hastily grabbing Summer by the head with her other arm and securing her in a side headlock as well.
With both of her opponents now trapped under each arm, their heads planted against each of her hips, Sarge tightened her grip as her two victims began to thrash their arms in protest. She started to move toward the side of the ring, but suddenly the bell sounded, signaling the expiration of the 5 minute time limit. Looking angered that she had run out of time, Sarge furiously jerked both arms forward, driving the top of her two victim’s together in a violent collision. Sable and Summer both crumpled backward, each landing on their butts as they reached for their aching heads in unison as Sarge watched with a smirk on her face.
The announcer made his way back into the ring, along with a couple of attendants to ensure that Sarge relinquished her attack, and grabbed the microphone to announce the results.
"The official result of the first round of our Veteran's Division Amateur Elimination Tournament is that, after the expiration of the 5 mintue time limit ...... Sable ... Sarge and ... Summer have all survived and will move onto the next round!"
Still reealing from the blow to their heads, Sable and Summer remained in a seated position as Sarge thrust her arms overhead to proclaim her supremacy. The announcer then instructed all three women to take a seat in the first row, right alongside the 4 pros from the Veteran’s Division, before informing the crowd that the next round of the tournament would begin shortly!
