Brittany Luuve vs. River Styx - The Once and Future Queen (Hardcore Championship Title Match)

Styx had to wonder if she sounded this impotent when she threatened people.

Anyway, much to her delight, she did get a nice ring out of the bell when she clonked Brittany with it, though she was missing the satsifaction of watching the bitch go down from. But she was bleeding, so they were even, now. That was nice. And she was standing up while she was doozy, which made her a prime target. That was nice, too.

Styx dropped the bell and charged forward, trying to catch Brittany with a spear and take them both over the nearby railing. It was high time they got a little facetime with the fans.

Brittany was still holding her head in pain when Styx slammed into her. Brittany tumbled over the railing with Styx as the crowd parted around them. Brittany tried to push Styx away so she could recover but Brittany's head was still ringing from the blow from the bell.

Brittany could hear the fans around them cheering and booing but she couldn't tell just who they were cheering or booing for as both Brittany and Styx were not fan favorites. "I am going to enjoy breaking every bone in your body." Brittany would say as she would try to recover before Styx attacked her again.

Getting knocked over the rail and spilling out did, in fact, suck. But not as much as hearing Brittany's trash talk. That was seriously starting to grate Styx's already frayed nerves.

"Shut the fuck up!" She groaned as she made her way up, stumbling near where security was holding the audience back. "Jesus!"

She reached into the crowd and grabbed what she guessed was a beer bottle, snatching it out of a paying customer's hands. Styx the  spun around and swung it straight at Brittany's head, trying to bust it open over her skull. Maybe that would shut her up. Probably not, but worth a try.

Brittany's world was still spinning when Styx went to get her knew weapon. Luckily, Brittany had regain enough of her senses when Styx approached. "Fuck you." Brittany would scream out as she would throw an uppercut right between Styx's legs. Brittany was done messing around with Styx. No one makes Brittany bleed and Styx was going to pay for that offense.

Styx had been looking forward to smashing that beer bottle over Brittany's head, ever since she grabbed it a few seconds ago. She want to see that thing shatter across the bitch's face, wanted to feel it break apart in her hands, wanted to hear her cry of anguish.

So she was sorely disappointed - and just plain sore - when she was interrupted by a timely low blow. Her mouth gaped and she dropped the bottle, letting it shatter beside her as she dropped to her knees beside it, grasping her battered womanhood the whole time."Cheap shooting shit!" She shrieked, as her face curled in disgust.

The irony was obvious to Styx immediately after she said it.

Brittany stood up as Styx fell to the ground. "Shut up." Brittany would growl out before swinging her leg back just to swing it forward to slam it into Styx's face. "This is a fucking hardcore match. Anything goes, Bitch!" Brittany would say as she would try to kick Styx in the head again.

"It is time for you to understand who you are fucking with. I am the former hardcore champ. Not some slut who will just lay down and spread her fucking legs for you." Brittany would say as she would walk over to the crowd to grab a weapon of her own.

"No shit, it's a hardcore-"

The kick to her head was enough to ruin Styx's efforts at talking back and getting to her feet, knocking her over on her back while the crowd cheered. And booed. She wasn't even sure whose side they were on, at this point. It was like they wanted Brittany and herself to lose at the same time. She was used to having the hate all to herself. Weird new feeling.

She rolled over to her chest and started to push her way back up to her feet, groggily shaking her head. Brittany's comment was helping her headache. "Yeah, tell that to Death By Seduction."

Brittany's eye twitched a little when Styx mentioned one of Brittany's more humiliating losses. "You should learn to watch your mouth." Brittany said as she grabbed a sign that said Styx's sucks on it from a member of the crowd. "I am going to enjoy cracking your skull with this."

Brittany walked back to Styx holding her sign and as she approached Styx, Brittany raised the sign above her head. "Lights out bitch." Brittany said as she was about to slam the sign down onto Styx's face.

There was an upside to Brittany being so chatty, and that was the way it gave Styx far more time to recover than she could've ever hoped to get with normal opponents. Not a full rest, mind you, but she was willing to take whatever break she could get with her aching bones.

It was that little breather which gave Styx just enough of a boost to be able to retaliate when Brittany came in for the death blow. She sprung up, charged forward, and tried to shoulder block her right into the crowd, slamming into Brittany with all the weight she had to offer.

Brittany was preparing to smash Styx's face in with her sign when Styx pushed off the round and slammed into Brittany. Brittany dropped the sign as she was pushed into the crowd by Styx. "Fucking bitch!" Brittany yelled out as she slammed into the crowd behind her as Styx tackled Brittany to the ground.