Lumberjack Main Event Match

The scene opens up at the Aguero home. The MHW Ultimate Champion, Leah Aguero, can be seen sitting in her basement on a black leather recliner. A few feet away from her is a man wearing a pair of loose fitting pants designed to look like an American flag. Shirtless and hair pulled back into a man bun, he turns around to hand something to the War Queen. When he does, followers of Leah Aguero would recognize the beard of Second City Riot Squad member, Jed Coffey, anywhere. Coffey hands her the necklace that is still only housing hair from El Diablo Blanco’s mask. She takes it in her hands and places it around her neck. Coffey turns back around to get back to what looks like building a throne. Meanwhile, Leah turns her attention to the television in front of her that has her match from ThrowDown 34.

Leah Aguero: Silly, silly little girls. Eavan and Alejandra. Did the two of you honestly believe you stood a chance against your queen two weeks ago at ThrowDown? It really is a shame, I must say. To get your hopes up going into the match only to turn around and suffer the inevitable defeat at the hands of your queen. Well, I guess, technically also at the hands of Skrabal Stanza but tis I that gained that pinfall. We’ve all seen the footage. We need not to relive those embarrassing moments of yours. Actually, better yet, let’s do just that.

The War Queen picks up a remote and clicks a button. The footage clearly clips out Skrabz hitting Eavan Maloney with the Mic Check and, instead, starts with Leah entering the ring and pinning Maloney for the win.

Leah Aguero: So sweet. The taste of victory as you vanquish your nemesis once again is just so sweet. I’m sure some would say bitter sweet but the only thing bitter is the mood of one Eavan Maloney. Time and time again, she aims to get the better of me and yet the results always stay the same. Quite unfortunate for the would be warrior. I’ve even heard word that the great and powerful Maloney would retire if she could not beat me. You know, the one that was going to turn Mile High Wrestling on it’s head and be the face that runs the place. Well, I bid you farewell my dear. If would wish you luck in your future endeavors but quite frankly, I don’t give a fuck what you do with your life. Girl, Bye.

The War Queen waves at the camera as if to dismiss Maloney from her thoughts.

Leah Aguero: No, instead, there is a new gladiator I have called to the arena to do battle. The one they call Zombie. What really is in a name, though. Is it a mere label? Is it supposed to be a play on one’s own characteristics? Then what of Bullet? She has yet to pierce this flesh. What of Bandit? Has she stolen anything over your queen? What of Psycho? A mere case of angst? They call you the Zombie. Is that an exaggeration of the way you move? Slow. Most zombies are non-communicative but you don’t seem to shut your trap. From what I hear zombies are meant to be unemotional and yet you are one of the more emotional members of the Shieldmaidens.

A grin comes across the face of the War Queen.

Leah Aguero: So what? I’m supposed to be scared of you? The walking Zombie. The Shieldmaiden that’s always seemed to have the biggest chip on her shoulder. Wendy, what happened to you? Literally the most outspoken member of the Shieldmaidens when I first started running about your circle. You had an opinion about anyone and everyone. You inserted your way into any match you thought you deserved. Now, you’re relegated to a tag team. All that “former” glory you had shoved to the side and for what?

The War Queen places a finger across her chin and ponders something for a moment.

Leah Aguero: Oh wait, that wasn’t you. You see, for as much shit as I gave Alejandra for being a shell of her former self, I can’t say the same for you. That boisterous personality you carried with you all the time wasn’t shouting your opinions. It was bitching and moaning and all around being a pain in the ass to anyone and everyone around you. How many people have you called out over the years? How many have accepted your challenges? Believe me when I say, it’s not where they didn’t accept your challenge because they were scared. No, it’s because they couldn’t take you seriously. Take Ricky Stanton, for instance. Do you think he ever took you seriously? Doubt it.

Leah shakes her head back and forth in disgust.

Leah Aguero: Let me drag you back down to reality, Wendy, because I know you Shieldmaidens can get your head in the clouds. Oh no, wait. That’s not right either. You Shieldmaidens can get your heads up each other’s asses so far that you start believing in each other’s bullshit. It’s much akin to the way Eavan Maloney is going on her soapbox screaming about how if she can’t beat me at Mile High Spectacular III she’s going to retire. Frankly, I’m a bit put off by the whole look at me attitude but that’s neither here nor there. No, Wendy, you see this Sunday at ThrowDown 35 you’ve been given a chance to live up to the hype. Let’s face it. You’re a tag team wrestler. Let’s be clear as day, that may not even be working out for you. You lost some silly little inner working Shieldmaiden tag team match on your return. You lost to Stephanie Sullivan. You beat The Q Files. That was something for you. You lost against the Wild Hunt in attempts to win the tag titles.

The War Queen throws her hands up and shrugs her shoulders.

Leah Aguero: Actually, now that I really take a look at things, you should be thanking me, Wendy. What have you done to earn a spot in the main event? What have you done to earn a match against your Queen? I’ll tell you what you did. You’ve ducked me. In your head, you believed to be better than me and yet every time it was possible, you chose a different path for yourself. You could have joined your Shieldmaiden sisters in that cage against Coven but you chose a different path. Each time, you held your nose up at me and acted like your shit don't stink. Look around, Wendy. Times they are a changin aren’t they? Your Queen perched up at the top of her throne looking down at all you little peasants. You, Wendy, have beaten the illustrious tag team known as The Q Files.

The War Queen pauses to clap for her opponent.

Leah Aguero: You’re welcome, Wendy. I have invited you up the mountain and put you into a position that you clearly do not belong. You now have your platform to prove to me that I am not making a mistake giving you this opportunity. So far, the only thing that has lit a fire under your ass is The Q Files referring to you as generic. Did that get you heated? Did that get you to actually try and bring the fight to someone? Are you going to bring the fight to me and entertain me? Or are you just going to be that basic bitch? You see, I’ve got plans for ThrowDown. As your queen, I have set into motion a series of events that which cannot be undone. You are the next chosen one, Wendy. All Shieldmaidens go through the War Queen. What makes you different from the rest? One way or another, they all fall. Since I’ve met you little Shieldmaidens, I have taken a proverbial prize from each and every one of you. Sosh, Alejandra, Jackie, Eavan. Will Wendy be next on the list. Eavan already owes me my souvenir from two weeks ago and believe me when I say I’m coming for it. Will you be next? Will you be the next one to get a little snip snip?

The War Queen motions with her fingers as if she is snipping with scissors.

Leah Aguero: Entertain me, Wendy. Show me you are more than what you’ve shown since Mile High Wrestling returned. What was it you always used to say? In my head or some little bullshit. You’re not in this head you little shit. This head is that of a warrior and at ThrowDown we shall go into battle. Bodies will be bruised. Blood will be shed… hair shall be sacrificed. In the end, I will get my prize from you BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY. Bring your friends. Let them by the lumberjacks for I am not alone among this mountain top. I, too, have those that follow the path of their queen; The War Queen, The Mile High Wrestling Ultimate Champion and soon they will show their faces among you. If you thought you didn’t see the Coven coming, shame on you. I’m outright telling you, my army is amassing and you all shall feel the brunt of their force. So kneel before your queen, kiss thy boot and accept your fate, Wendy. You have been chosen and your time is now. You could have chosen a spot among my kingdom. I could have used a former officer like yourself. Unfortunately, for you, I don’t keep leeches in my kingdom. Accept your fate, Wendy, for it is Inevitable.

The War Queen snaps her fingers together and the screen goes black.