The New Champion:The Amazon, formerly known as Sable by the Barb Lorenz Sable casts away her sex appeal angle, and becomes a wrestler known as the Amazon, capatilizing on her feminine superiority to become the cruiserweight champion. note:this is a posting of the results section of a fantasy federation which anyone can join. It is differnet than most e-fed's in that the women are actually wrestlers too, and oft times, in fact, usually, beat the male wrestlers. Join up by going to... www.ironjaw.homestead.com www.piledrive.homestead.com ....and filling out a 'sign up application' UWL results #13 Chuck Liddlestone:Hey, hey, HEY! U.W.L. is in the hizzouse tonight, with all sorts a crazy ass SHEE-IT goin' on! We are talking ex-TREME WRESTLING! And it's in YO' FACE TAH-NIGHT! Maria Cruz:As this card was made up at short notice, I am not entirely sure who is wrestling whom. So there is a sense of mystery added to the usual drama. Slim Jim:Weighing in at 123 pounds, the former IWF lightweight champion, she was known as Sable, now she's ... Amazon! >From under the UWLtron walks the woman formerly known as Sable. Unlike in the past, her look is much more conservative, wearing a red head band around her blonde hair, and a one piece gold leotard. She wears no make up, she does not slowly strut to ring, or wave to the fans. The male fans nevertheless still fall over themselves applauding her. Slim Jim:And now the champion...weighing in at 270 pounds, the UWL cruiserweight champion, as well as owner and president, Bloodking! The arena becomes flooded by red lighting, and the UWL president walks down the entrance ramp. As always, he is accompanied by Rage and Helga. He is wearing his usual kick-boxer like attire of hand and shin wraps, and boxer-style shorts. The cruiserweight championship is around his waist. Chuck Liddlestone:What???? Sable vs. Blood King? The prez'll pulp her! Maria Cruz:Perhaps he will...after all, he is 270, 55 pounds over the Cruiserweight limit of 215. Though since you predicted it, the chances of it happening are lowered considerably. Bloodking turns around and signals for the Inner Circle to leave the ring side area. He takes the mic. "Sable, Miz Knockers, whatever you call yourself, know this. Your function in the UWL is nothing more than that of a side-show attraction ... A piece of eye-candy, willing to prostitute herself before a national audience to be mocked and insulted by house-wives and drooled upon by their drunken husbands ... because I, the Bloodking will it. You are not a champion, and no woman will ever be a champion in this league. The fact is, you are just a secretary dressed up as a wrestler. Your mentor, Glamazon, saw fit to spurn ME. Hah! Where is she now? Working some dung-stained street for food stamps in a bordello catering to seven foot freaks? You can avoid her fate. Join the Inner Circle as my consort. (Helga looks back, mortified at this as). With my brains and your power over men, we can rule the world. Think about it - it's the only power you have. You are far from being your mentor's equal in combat, and farther still from being a man's equal, much less a king's. Join me ... Or be destroyed." The Amazon spits at him. Bloodking angrily wipes his face, throws the mic at her, and yells at the referee to ring the bell. The UWL president swings a powerful left hook at the his opponent, but it whistles harmlessly over the head of The Amazon, as she ducks, and then snaps Bloodking's head back with a trio of a punches to his face. She follows up the advantage, pulling Bloodsport's head down with her hands, while she knees him in the chest. Through the pain, Bloodking grabs Amazon's wrist and whips her into the ropes. Like a cat, the Amazon bounces off the ropes, and does a flying body press on Bloodking. However, Bloodking catches her, and uses her momentum to take her over in a powerslam. Bloodking turns to the crowd and flashes a martial arts pose while Amazon springs to her feet and nails him with a clothesline to the back of the head. Bloodking staggers forward, and the Amazon does a base ball slide betweeen his legs, and leaps up and drop kicks him in the chest. Almost any female wrestler would have been knocked out by a drop kick so powerful, but the 270 pound Bloodking simply budges slightly and shakes the move off. Chuck:Man, Bloodking is toying with Sable! He's down to whup her ass at any point! Blood King runs at Amazon, lashing out with a front kick, which the self proclaimed goddess side steps, slipping behind Bloodking and kicking him in the back. Blood King whirls around with a back fist, but Sable steps backward, and nails Blood King with straight punch to the face. Like a whirl wind, Blood King launches a rapid fire flurry punches, all of which are avoided and countered punched by his 123 pound opponent. Angered and frustrated, BloodKing steps back, and runs and the Amazon, going into a flying jump kick. The Amazon dives out of the way, and Bloodking's foot becomes tied up in the ropes. As he struggles to get free, The Amazon climbs to the top rope, and hit's the prone and helpless Bloodking with a 450 degree leg drop to the champions throat. Bloodking holds his throat, gasping him pain. Looking down at Bloodking, The Amazon drives a foot into his throat, further depriving him of air. Getting Blood King to his feet, The Amazon goes for a head lock on the champ, but Bloodking out muscles her and sets her up for a power bomb. The Amazon counters, taking Blood King over with a huricanranna, only she keeps her leg's locked around his neck, and squeezes the champ's throat with all the might in her leg's. Slowly, Bloodking's eye's roll to the back of his head, and he falls unconcious. The referee quickly signals for the bell. The winner at 12:00...The Amazon!!!