SS 18 Main Event: Friction World Title - Cecilia Northman (c) versus Alison Seong

Cecilia was rather motionless when she was grabbed by her leg and rolled over onto her back, arms wide spread as she laid there groaning, eyes closed. Her generous rack heaving with each breath she took as her sweat covered frame looked defeated.

That was when Alison laid herself on top of her, hooking her leg and going for that pin. The Swede could feel Alison on top of her, how her body was being pushed down, but it didn't feel like she had any way to respond to it.

The count began and the referee raised her hand once more. " TWO!" she called out as she slammed her palm down another time, and then raising her hand up into the air again. The crowd silent as they just waited for Cecilia to kick out. Yet...that wasn't what happened.

"THREE!!"

The crowd let loose cries of shock as Cecilia was pinned, everyone in the arena was in disbelief that Cecilia had lost the Friction World Championship.

Everyone, but Alison.

Alison began to laugh as she flopped down on top of Cecilia, releasing the leg before rolling off of the former Champion. Smiling to herself, she had finally achieved her goal of beating Cecilia and taking the Friction World Championship to boot as the referee was handed the title, bringing it towards Alison as she began to rise. Getting to her knees, Alison sat there and panted with her hands on her hips, leaning back as she looked up as the belt was waiting to be grasped by her with the referee waiting to hand it off.

Alison turned and looked at the gold that was now hers, grabbing it and dropping it to the mat as she began to rise to her feet. Standing up above Cecilia and the World Title, Alison basked in her own glorious victory, her stomach was bruised, she was soaked with sweat, and she was exhausted.

But leaving Summersplash in an upset victory, that was all the adrenaline she needed.

She would turn her attention back to the Championship next to her foot, staring at the belt before reaching down and finally picking it up. Instead of holding it above her head to show off her new trophy to everyone, she kept it hanging by the side of her as she elected to raise her other hand above her head.

The crowd was in an outrage, as the raven haired beauty had managed to pick up the win, by cheating but still it was a win and that meant that the belt would leave the fan favorite Cecilia Northman's hand, who had been hit by she didn't even know how many finishers and signature moves of Alison.

She laid on her back, after she had been defeated, eyes fluttering open slowly as her generous bust heaved. She was down, she was close to out....and she knew what had happened...she had lost.

Cecilia groaned as she saw the shadow of Alison block the light around her. Wincing a bit from the immense pain in the back of her neck and her entire spine. She couldn't move all too well, her body was drained, any bit of adrenaline had left the second that three count hit.