“So Many Divas, So Little Time.”

PPV4 by VincentT

Vince was excited about where this was going. He was excited about how much money came in during the first two pay-per-views. He was excited that he basically “owned” these women because they signed a contract. And he was excited because he controlled the whole show.

Speaking of which, three weeks after the third EWA PPV aired, Vince sent out letters informing the Diva's of its success, and of their rewards. He also let them know that they had a week to recoup and be ready for PPV 4.

Headlining the night would be a title fight between Sable and a woman determined by a battle royal earlier in the evening. One woman not allowed to enter the battle royal was Torrie, who was finishing the first month of her six-month enslavement to Sable.

Trish and Lita would team up in a vengeance match against Asya and Jackie Gayda. Victoria and Dawn would defend their tag team titles against Zira and Jazz. Gail and Molly would face off in a last Diva standing strap match. And Madusa would put her body on the line against Terri Runnels, in a bikini pose down.

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The night arrived for PPV 3 and there was tension in the backstage area. After the first three events, there was no telling what would happen, and even worse, what would happen to anyone who got on Vince's bad side. Trish and Lita arrived separately. Jazz and Zira arrived without Ivory, apparently tiring of her and letting her go. Victoria and Dawn also arrived separately. But Sable was the last to enter, wearing a full body black leather suit, sunglasses on her head with her blond hair flowing around her face. She was followed by Torrie. Torrie was dressed in a French maid's costume about two sizes too small. Her breasts were bulging at the rim of her lace top, whereas her ass was revealed below the plume of her outfit, only covered by the thin black strip of a thong under her garment. Her hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail, her faced showed little makeup except for a suntan, and she was carrying two suitcases that appeared to be quite heavy.

Sunny and Debra greeted Sable upon her arrival with hugs and cheek-to-cheek kisses. Sable inquired as to their luggage and they informed her they had left it in their cars as instructed by her over the phone. Sable turned to Torrie and ordered her to take her bags to her room, then fetch Sunny and Debra's bags and bring them in as well.

Moments later, Vince announced over the house speakers that the PPV would begin in fifteen minutes, and the first match would be for the Tag Team titles.

Jazz and Zira were first to the ring, which was again surrounded by a barrier only 5 feet from the ring. And as before, on the other side were tables and chairs filled with women of all creed and age. Dressed alike in black bikinis they formed an intimidating pair.

Victoria came through the curtain next followed by Dawn Marie. Victoria moved to the ring while Dawn shook hands with and exchanged hugs with several fans standing by the entrance. Once in the ring, Victoria , who thought she was backed by her partner, stared down her opponents. When Jazz and Zira noticed this, they crossed the ring and got to within inches of Victoria 's face.

“Awful brave to start a stare down by yourself.” Zira said.

Victoria quickly looked behind her and saw she was alone. Dawn was standing, not moving along, but standing and chatting with ringside fans. But when Victoria turned back around, she saw Jazz's fist come flying into her jaw. Victoria stumbled backwards but didn't fall. Zira's foot to her stomach knocked her back into her corner. They quickly followed up and began raining punches to her stomach and chest.

Meanwhile, Dawn found it difficult to pull herself away from her fans as she continued around the ring passing out hugs and kisses to any who would greet her.

After punching Victoria into a groggy state in her own corner, Jazz and Zira whipped her into the opposite corner, followed by Zira being whipped by Jazz and charging with her shoulder making contact with Victoria 's sore stomach. The blow hit so hard that Victoria 's ass was against the corner post and her body wedged between the ropes. After a forearm to the head from Jazz, she cinched onto Victoria 's head while facing down, and dropped her via DDT style. Victoria lied still on the mat. Zira then dragged her by her arm to the middle of the ring, rolled her over and nodded to her sister for more punishment. Jazz climbed the corner and launched herself feet first onto Victoria 's stomach knocking what little wind she had left completely out.

At ringside, Vince was commentating as he normally would, when he realized the bell hadn't rung to start the match, and there was still no referee. A quick call brought Sunny out in her referee striped bikini and a bell was rung as Jazz and Zira continued their beating on Victoria .

Once Dawn was near the announcer's table, she sat beside Vince and donned a headset.

“Dawn! What are you doing? Aren't you going to help your partner.” Stacey asked.

“You know blondie, I'm tired of carrying this team. Vicky thinks she's so tough, I'm just going to let her prove it tonight. She doesn't think she needs me. I'm interested to see how she does.”

Stacey snarled at the blondie comment, but had no reply, except to look at Victoria being pummeled in the ring.

Zira had Victoria standing with her arms behind her back as Jazz landed punch after punch into her stomach and chest. Finally, Victoria 's knees gave out and she slumped to the mat. Kneeling between Zira and Jazz, it was obvious that Victoria was in a bad spot.

Jazz then stepped in closer to Victoria 's face and grabbing two handfuls of Victoria 's long black hair, she pulled her face into her own crotch. Either the smell or the loss of air brought Victoria back-to because she began flailing and punching at Jazz's thighs. Zira immediately grabbed both of Victoria 's arms again, pulled them backwards and planted her foot on Victoria 's spine. Moments later, once Victoria 's limbs went limp, Jazz released her hold, as did Zira, and Victoria collapsed to the mat.

“You have to get in there and help her!” Stacey shouted at Dawn.

“If you want to help her, be my guest. She looks like she's doing just fine to me.” Dawn replied.

Inside the ring, Jazz and Zira were whispering their plans for a quick finish of this match. Jazz grabbed Victoria 's legs and wrapped them within her arms, then turned her over and clamped down on a sharpshooter submission hold. The problem was that Victoria was too out to respond or tap out. Suddenly, from behind the curtain, Ivory came running out and with a 2 X 4 in hand, she whacked Zira across the forehead. Before Jazz could let go of Victoria to defend herself, Ivory clobbered her over the back knocking her to the mat as well. Ivory then knelt over Victoria , slapping her cheeks trying to revive her. When Ivory noticed Zira and Jazz starting to get up, she grabbed her weapon and hit Zira across the back, and attacked Jazz with a shot to the stomach, followed by a slam to her back again. Both women appeared to be out as they laid on their stomachs. Ivory set down the board and went back to trying to revive Victoria . Dawn set down her headset and crawled into the ring. She also knelt beside Victoria and started slapping her face as well. Ivory pushed her away and demanded, “Why weren't you in here earlier, helping her before it got his far?”

Dawn just made a face at Ivory and stood back up. She walked over to the side of Victoria where Ivory was, knelt down and grabbed the 2 X 4. Lifting it above her head, she slammed it down on Ivory's back. Then a second shot on the back of Ivory's head actually broke the board. Ivory was out as she laid across Victoria 's body. Dawn then slipped through the ropes and grabbed a glass of water from the announcer's table. Once back in the ring she drained half the glass on Jazz, and the other on Zira.

Once they were aroused and staring at the three women in the ring, Dawn informed them of what transpired, how she helped them, and how this was all Ivory's fault. At this time Victoria was also coming to. Zira grabbed her by the hair, raised her to her feet and held her as Jazz delivered a powerful clothesline, taking her back to the mat.

Once down, Zira put Victoria in a cross-face submission hold while Jazz grabbed Victoria 's right ankle and lifted it into an ankle lock submission hold. It only took a few seconds for the pain to force Victoria to tap out, crowning Jazz and Zira as the new EWA Tag Team Champions.

Jazz began stomping on Ivory as Zira collected the title belts and handed one to Jazz as she pulled her back from Ivory and pushed her out of the ring. “We'll take care of her later, I've got a huge headache.” Zira added.

As Ivory and Victoria were helped to the back by female physicians, Dawn announced that she would remain at the announcer's table for the pose down coming up next. Of course, the fact that she laid her hand in Vince's lap as she said this gained her favor in the bosses mind as well.

Out through the curtain came Terri wearing a black silk robe. Shaking hands and hugs with fans, she finally climbed through the ropes and made her way to the corner closest to the announcers where she blew kisses to Dawn and Vince.

Then Madusa walked through the curtain wearing a red silk robe. Madusa got a different reception than Terri. Insults and curses were hurled her way by the same fans that adored Terri. Once in the ring, Vince stood with a mic and announced that the judges would be the ringside fans. The smirk on Madusa's face showed her disapproval in this knowing who would win.

“Madusa, your first.” Vince declared.

Music began to play from somewhere and Madusa slowly untied her robe and allowed it to slip down her shoulders, revealing a cherry red bikini with little left to the imagination. The thong bottom was barely visible between her muscles and midsection, and her defined stomach led up to the string top barely covering the nipples of her “enhanced” upper body. Boos and no applause greeted her physique as Vince told Terri it was her turn. Stripper music blasted out from the speakers sending the audience into a frenzy. Terri sauntered around the ring, teasing the pulling of the string on her robe for several minutes before finally dropping the cloth to the floor revealing her bikini. The crowd cheered even louder when it became obvious that Terri's bikini was actually painted to her body. Terri twirled around the ring showed her nudity, only slightly covered by well-placed black paint.

Madusa smirked and shook her head side to side as Terri took in the cheers that would lead to an obvious victory.

Terri walked by Madusa and said, “Sorry girl, but you never had a chance.”

Madusa replied, “I don't even know why I'm our here! What is that son of a bitch getting out of this?”

As Terri smiled and took in the cheers of her fans, Madusa failed to notice two women come into the ring behind her. Asya and Jackie Gayda had come through the curtain when the crowd got loudest. Jackie dropped a black bag over Madusa's face from behind as Asya grabbed Madusa in a reverse bear hug to keep her from pulling the bag off. Madusa kicked and twisted her body in an attempt to escape the attack, but she was loosing air the faster she struggled. Asya's face turned red revealing the pressure with which she was squeezing Madusa, as Jackie tightened the drawstring on the bag, cutting off Madusa's air. Moments later, Madusa went limp in Asya's arms, and she was dropped to the canvas. The two women lifted Madusa up and propped her into a corner with her arms draped behind her, over the top rope. Seconds later she was stripped of her bikini, which was used to tie her hands behind her back, trapping her in the corner. Asya and Jackie took turns kicking Madusa in the stomach until she came to. She tried to fend them off by kicking but her ankles were soon grabbed and draped over the bottom ropes leaving her in a very bad position. Jackie then pulled a small rope from her pocket and went behind Madusa, wrapped the rope around her neck, and tied it to the corner ring post forcing Madusa to keep her head up while her legs were unable to support her weight. As Madusa's groggy eyes waved between awareness and sleep, she was suddenly slapped. She opened her eyes to see the EWA champion standing in front of her. Sable stood there in the black leather outfit she arrived in, and behind her was Torrie.

“Incase you were wondering, this was my idea.” Sable informed Madusa. “I figured you were the only real threat to win the battle royal, and then face me, so, I took preventive measures to make sure that didn't happen.”

“You bitch.” Madusa mumbled.

“I've been called worse.” Sable laughed. “But now, you're gonna have to suffer worse so that you are unable to make it to the royal. Ladies.”

Asya and Jackie went back to punching Madusa in the stomach and chest. Once they were told to finally stop by Sable, they left the ring. Sable whispered something into Torrie's ear as she fondled Torrie's breasts. She then smacked Torrie on her barely covered ass and Torrie moved closer to Madusa with a regretful look on her face.

“I'm sorry Madusa.” Torrie whispered. Madusa was took weak to respond.

Torrie took Madusa's face in her hands, paused, and then raised her right knee up into Madusa's crotch.

“I'm sorry!” Torrie called out again. But a smack on her ass with a leather strap and an order from Sable of, “Harder”, made her do it again. And again, and again, and again. Eight knee thrusts later, and Madusa was passed out.

Sable and Torrie then left the ring, Sable all smiles, Torrie with her head down, to the cheers of the female crowd. Medics came out and tended to Madusa, carrying her out on a stretcher.

“Well, I guess she won't be in the battle royal tonight.” Dawn announced.

“No kidding Dawn, not after getting gang beaten like that.” Stacey chided.

Dawn turned towards Stacey and whispered, “You better watch it blondie, my hand is the one stroking our bosses stick right now, not yours.”

Vince looked at Stacey with an arrogant smile and said, “She's right.”

Gail Kim and Molly were then announced as the participants in the next match, a last Diva standing strap match.

Molly was first to come out in the now customary “company” bikini. She chose royal blue. Debra entered the ring and attached the strap to Molly's right wrist. Gail came through the curtain and received applause from the crowd. She was wearing a black bikini. She entered the ring and began taunting her former mentor. Telling her how much she would enjoy this and how she would use everything Molly taught her to knock her out of wrestling. Molly informed Gail that she hadn't taught her everything.

“Your right,” Gail replied, “You didn't teach me this.” Gail finished as she charged at Molly before the strap could be attached to her own wrist. Gail tackled Molly to the mat and Debra signaled for the bell to start the match as she exited the ring. The bell would also be rung for the 20 second count out.

“That's not right, Gail isn't connected to the strap yet!” Stacey yelled.

“Well, if Molly hadn't mouthed off, maybe Gail would have had the chance, it was Molly's fault.” Dawn inserted.

“Either way,” Vince finished, “the match is on!”

With Gail on top of Molly, she began raining punches down on Molly's face and head, trying to knock her groggy to start the match. But Molly soon rolled the less experienced grappler over and began returning the assault. Molly got off 4 hits before Gail kicked her off and they rolled away from each other to prepare for another attack.

Gail saw the end of the strap in the middle of the ring and lunged for it. But Molly was a step quicker and yanked it away and closer to herself. Molly gathered it and swung it at Gail. But before it landed, Gail had gotten close enough to tackle Molly again. Gail immediately wrapped her hands around Molly's throat, looking for a quick way to slow down her opponent. Molly instinctively grabbed Gail's hands to remove them, but found her stronger than she remembered.

After taking all she felt she could endure, Molly bucked until she was able to roll Gail off and escape. But in the mix, Gail grabbed the loose end of the strap and rolled out of the ring. Before Molly knew what was happening, Gail ran to the nearest corner and with the strap in hand, she ran away from the ring, jerking Molly into the corner, crashing her head and should into the bottom section of the ring post. Gail smiled at her accomplishment. Molly cried out in pain. Gail then ran to the next corner and dragged Molly across the ring mat and into the next post. Molly's skin immediately displayed burns from the mat. Gail ran to the next post and pulled Molly with her. After her third crash into the post, Molly rolled under the ropes and to the floor to avoid the next post Gail was running towards.

But when Gail saw that her moves had ended, she approached Molly and wrapped the strap around her neck, choking her once again. Molly was in the unfortunate position of being on her knees while Gail stood behind her, using her height to her choking advantage. Once Gail felt Molly get weaker, she released the tightness of the chokehold, but kept the strap around Molly's neck, and dragged her under the ropes and back into the ring. Molly lay in the ring motionless.

Gail then removed Molly's bikini top and threw it to the cheering crowd.

Gail walked to the announcer's side of the ring and taunted Stacey. Stacey gave no reply but Dawn began taunting Stacey as well.

“Looks like she wants a piece of your ass too blondie.” Dawn commented.

“Well she's not getting near my ass.” Stacey retorted.

Gail then spat at Stacey causing her to stand up in disgust.

“Sit your bony ass down before I come over there and smack it down!” Gail charged.

Stacey grimaced, but returned to her sitting position. Dawn came over and stood behind Stacey with a towel and began wiping the spit from the front of her jacket. After clearing the spit off, she continued wiping with her bare hands and began groping Stacey's breasts before Stacey pushed her hands away.

Dawn laughed as she returned to her chair.

Back in the ring, Gail was pulling Molly's bikini bottoms off as well. But just as she got them to Molly's ankles, Molly's feet lifted up and flew into Gail's face. Gail fell backwards, landing on her ass. Molly rolled over and began crawling away from Gail. She only made it to the ropes when Gail got up and came back at her. Molly was on the announcer's side of the ring when Gail came up and stomped on her head. A kick to the side and a knee drop to her head slowed Molly's escape. But Molly did manage to push the loose end of the strap out of the ring, out of Gail's reach. Then, with Molly on her stomach, Gail crossed Molly's legs, sat on them and grabbed Molly's chin with both hands and pulled back in a submission hold. Molly immediately began tapping the mat, but to no avail since this was not a regular match.

Gail held this hold until Molly went limp. Gail finally released it, causing Molly's face to hit the mat, and stood up over her beaten opponent. Gail then pushed Molly under the ropes and called for the count.

Dawn gladly grabbed the mallet and began hitting the ring bell at one-second intervals. But when she got to fifteen, Molly was up to her knees. And with the help of the announcer's table, Molly was officially on her feet, and wobbly legs, before the twentieth strike. Molly stood in front of the table, trying to refocus, when Dawn reached out with the bell mallet and struck Molly across the face. Molly fell back and was laid out on the matted floor.

Stacey screamed in protest, but when Dawn swung the mallet at her, she pulled back and sat back down. Gail laughed at the impromptu assistance. With Molly down, Dawn began the count again. But with Stacey's help, Molly was up again by the sixteenth strike.

“Thank you...” Molly mumbled to Stacey.

Stacey then pushed her mallet into Molly's hands and helped her back onto the ring apron. When Gail came over to “help” Molly the rest of the way, Molly swung and hit Gail square on the head. Gail fell back in a heap. Now it was Dawn's turn to scream in protest. Molly tossed the mallet back to Stacey, fell thru the ropes and called for the count. Stacey hurried back to the table and began striking the bell at one-second intervals. Dawn began screaming at Gail to get up. Molly hung on to the ropes as she watched Gail stumble to her feet at the seventeenth strike. Molly then used the energy she had been building while watching Gail, stood in front of Gail, and planted a foot to Gail's stomach. Then, with Gail bent forward, Molly pushed her head between her legs and lifted her ass us for a pile driver. After executing this maneuver, Molly called for the count again. Meanwhile, Dawn was whispering something to Vincent. After he nodded in confirmation, Dawn ran to ringside, grabbed the loose end of the strap and yanked it, pulling Molly down to the mat, landing on the back of her head. Dawn then turned to Stacey and told her to restart her count since both women were down. Stacey frowned, but did as per the rules. Each time Molly got up, Dawn would yank on the strap, pulling her back down. Meanwhile, Gail seemed to be asleep from the pile driver. After the third pull down from Gail, Molly looked at Dawn, to which Dawn replied with a middle finger and a laugh. But while distracted by Molly, Dawn failed to notice that Stacey had stopped ringing the bell, and was winding up beside her to deliver a roundhouse kick. Once Dawn was laid out on the floor, Molly got up, lifted Gail's lip form once again, and gave her a standing DDT. Before Molly even called out, Stacey was ringing the bell. Gail never budged. Molly was declared the winner and Stacey high-fived her as she rolled out of the ring, took off the strap, and went to the back.

When Dawn recovered, she grabbed the bell and went after Stacey, but Vincent stood up and told Dawn to put it down, and go get tended to. It appeared that her bottom lip was bleeding.

“Your gonna pay for that bitch!” Dawn threatened. Stacey just smiled.

Next through the curtain were Jackie Gayda and Asya. Each wore a black leather bikini. Once in the ring they stood and waved to the cheering fans. Next through the curtains was Trish Stratus, alone. Trish wore a royal blue bikini. She entered the ring and referee Sunny asked where her partner was. After Trish replied she hadn't seen her in weeks, Sunny replied that that was too bad and the match would go on.

Asya stepped through the ropes as Jackie and Trish circled each other to start the match. They engaged in a hand-to-hand lockup until Trish smartly wrapped Jackie in a headlock. After failing to escape, Jackie reached back and attempted a tag, but Trish wisely pulled her away from her corner, nearer to her corner where Lita should have been. But once there, Jackie pushed Trish into her own corner, chest first and held her there while Sunny counted for Trish to release her hold. Trish tried to back out but Jackie's larger size held her in the corner waiting for the release. Once Trish released the headlock and held her hands up showing it, Jackie took full advantage and gave Trish a forearm to her lower back. Trish winced in the corner but used the ropes to stay up. Another forearm from Jackie and Trish nearly buckled again, but held herself up. Jackie finally reared back to attack Trish with her heel but when she did, Trish reared back donkey style, and landed a calf to Jackie's crotch. Jackie crumpled to the mat holding her womanhood.

Sunny got in front of Trish and warned her about low blows in this standard match. Trish pushed past the referee and went at her downed opponent, knowing that in this two on one match, her best chance was to keep Asya out of the match. Trish grabbed Jackie by the hair, stood her up and landed a perfect backhand chop across Jackie's chest. A punch to her belly followed and a double axe handle to Jackie's back knocked her down to the mat. Trish quickly rolled her over and went for a quick pin. But Jackie kicked out before the count of two.

Trish reapplied the headlock and dragged Jackie further away from her corner. But before the deeper pain could set in, Jackie lifted Trish off the mat for a spine buster. But when she dropped the smaller blond, Trish stiffened her legs landing in a standing position; Jackie stood up to see her accomplishment, only to receive an elbow smash to the face.

Jackie stumbled backwards and wobbled long enough for Trish to jump up the ropes and leap at Jackie with a flying body press. Once on the mat, Trish grabbed Jackie's leg and held her for a long two count.

Jackie tried to crawl to her corner holding her nose when Trish tackled her again and held her down on the mat. Trish quickly applied a sitting headlock, trying to put more pressure on Jackie's nose. Jackie reached with all she had to get a tag, but was still feet away from relief. Jackie finally managed to force Trish to a standing position, pushed her against the ropes and tried to force her off, but Trish grabbed a handful of hair and held on to her headlock, out of sight of referee Sunny. Trish wrenched tighter and tighter as she tried to wear down her opponent. Once again Jackie pushed Trish towards Trish's empty corner for another release but Trish shocked her and everyone watching by leaping up and catapulting herself off the turnbuckle and over, dumping Jackie with a flying bulldog. The move carried the two divas across the ring, nearly into Jackie's corner. Trish quickly rolled Jackie over and went for the pin. But before Sunny could tap the mat a third time, Asya had jumped to the floor and reached into the ring and dragged Trish out by her ankle. Trish landed on her feet and turned to see Asya swinging at her face. Trish smartly ducked the first punch and got it a punch of her own. But Trish's tiny hand against the sculpted body of Asya didn't even make a dent. Asya slammed her arms together on each side of Trish's head, knocking her senseless, then grabbed Trish up in a rib-crushing bear hug. Trish went for a quick escape by grabbing at Asya's hair and face but Asya rammed Trish into the corner ringpost to end her escape attempt. After two more backward slams against the pole, Trish went limp in Asya's arms. She held her up for three more minutes, crushing Trish's smaller body, forcing out any air she may have had left, and ended Trish's consciousness for the rest of the match. Asya rolled Trish's limp body back in to the ring as Jackie crawled over and laid across her for an uncontested pin.

Asya came into the ring and had her arm risen along with Jackie's as the winners. Jackie grabbed a microphone and announced that this match wasn't completely over. On orders from the DIVA Champion herself, they were to make sure that Trish was unable to compete in the Battle Royal, which was next on the docket.

Asya lifted Trish by her hair and lifted her again in another bear hug. Jackie walked around to the back of Trish and began punching her in her back and sides, wherever she could make contact. Asya then dropped Trish to the mat and told Jackie to grab a table. Jackie found a table outside and pushed it into the ring. They laid Trish across it and moved it towards a corner. Asya then climbed to the top of the corner and leapt into the air, moving to a seated position, landing her ass right on top of Trish's chest. Trish came back to, just enough to cough and gasp for air as her chest felt as though it was caved it. Jackie then grabbed a stumbling Trish and lifted her for what looked like a body slam, only to further invert her, standing belly to belly, and drop her in a tombstone assault. Trish gagged and coughed on the mat, but was too weak to move or cover herself. Asya then lifted the broken table and covered Trish with it. She climbed the corner post again and prepared to leap when suddenly through the curtain came Lita. She saw the action in the ring, grabbed a chair and ran into the ring. Jackie and Asya made a quick exit and Lita came in swinging the chair.

Lita climbed up the corner nearest Asya and Jackie and warned them not to come back in. Jackie smiled and high-fived Asya claiming that they had done all they were asked to do. Lita dropped the chair in the ring, and climbed the corner post to the highest rung, she appear red to be preparing an assault at Jackie and Asya when she suddenly turned around and leapt at the table, with Trish still underneath. Lita landed feet first on the table and rolled off due to the unevenness of the table lying over a body. Jackie and Asya were all smiles.

Stacey cried out in horror as she ran to ringside!

“Lita, what are you doing!”

Lita turned to Stacey with a sinister grin on her face. “Something I should have done years ago. Put this blond bimbo of out the business. She's trash, she's useless as a partner, and she's a spoiled bitch. F$ck her!”

Stacey looked as though she had tears welling up in her eyes. Lita turned back toward the unconscious Trish, kicked the table off and laid her out in the middle of the ring. She pulled her bikini top and bottoms off and threw them to the crowd. She climbed the corner post again, and flew her Swanton bomb across the ring and landed perfectly on Trish, her back and weight crushing Trish's already injured chest.

Lita rolled out of the ring and exited through the curtains, followed by the exuberant Jackie and Asya.

Stacey called to the back for medics and two women came out immediately and carried Trish out on a stretcher with a neck brace on for precautionary measures. Stacey started to walk out with the stretcher until Vincent called her back and said that Stephanie would accompany Trish out, she had to stay and finish working. They still had two matches left.

Vincent then called to the back and said for all the DIVAs who wished for a chance at the Heavyweight title to come out and prepare for the Number One Contender Battle Royal.

Out through the curtain came a line of DIVAs.

Jazz, Zira, Jackie Gayda, Asya, Gail Kim, and Lita. Moments later, another line came out consisting of Molly , Victoria , Madusa, Tori, Ivory, and Chyna!

The look of shock on the faces of the first group was obvious, just unsure as to whether it was because of Chyna's sudden appearance, or Madusa's recovery.

Once all 12 women were in the ring, music blared and out through the curtain came Sable with her hair braided behind her head in match style, wearing a black silk robe and walking in high heels. Behind her of course was Torrie. She was now wearing cutoff jeans two sizes too small, and a cutoff white tank top, also two sizes too small. Sable made her way to the announcer's table and said that she would be watching this bout from here to scout out her next opponent. After she sat, Torrie went to sit next to her but Sable smacked her cheek and ordered her to stand.

Once Sable rung the starter bell, the match began. Victoria tried to get at Dawn but was cutoff by Asya who wrestled her into a full nelson, then pushed her down to the mat face first and laid directly on top of her. Dawn laughed at her former partner's demise. Chyna went after Jackie Gayda, and got her hands on her until Jazz came up and put her in a chokehold from behind. Chyna tried to shake her off her back, but Jazz's leverage and a kick to the stomach from Jackie took Chyna down to her knees in a very defenseless position. Gail went after Molly and found her distracted by early moves. Gail grabbed Molly by the hair and pushed her to a corner where she landed 3 chops until Molly turned her around and landed three of her own. A knee lift later and Gail was now on the mat. Molly wrapped her thighs around Gail's head and squeezed with all she had. As Jackie watched Chyna start to waver within Jazz's chokehold, she failed to see Madusa come up to her and throw punches at her head and stomach. Madusa had Jackie now trapped in a corner and unloaded all she had until her previous beating took its toll and she ran out of energy. Jackie recouped and with Zira's help, made easy work of Madusa as they double teamed her in a corner, and eventually lifted her over the top rope and dropped her to the floor mats and elimination.

Ivory had made her way around the ring and found Lita. But Lita made the quicker move and planted a foot into Ivory's stomach, grabbed her bent over frame and dropped her in a DDT. Tori quickly followed Madusa and found Jackie watching Madusa being helped to the back. The two women grabbed hair and wrestled each other to the mat with Tori coming out on top. In the middle of the ring, tears fell from Victoria 's eyes as the pain from Asya's hold and the weight of her body became more than she could bear. Victoria pleaded for help and tapped the mat, but got nothing in return. Once Victoria appeared to be out, Asya lifted her within the full nelson, held her up for Dawn and watched as Dawn ripped away her bikini. Dawn then spat on Victoria slapped her face 5 times. Several punches to the gut later and Victoria was lifeless in Asya's arms. Dawn squeezed both her breasts until Victoria screamed back to life, then applied a crotch claw, bringing more tears. Once Dawn had decided that she was done, she lifted Victoria 's ankles as she and Asya lifted her over the top rope to relief, and elimination.

Asya then turned her sights on her former friend, Chyna. She moved to that side of the ring and tapped Jazz on the shoulder. Jazz saw her, released her chokehold, and backed away. Jazz scanned the ring and found her sister, Zira, stomping on Molly, forcing her to release Gail from her leg scissors. Jazz also saw Ivory being held in a camel clutch from Lita. Jazz figured it was her turn to take what she wanted. She tapped Lita on the shoulder and told her to let Ivory go, she was their property. When Lita turned to see “who's” property Ivory was, she was looking in to the faces of Jazz and Zira, who had joined her sister. Lita smiled and released her grip. Zira then climbed over the top rope, eliminating herself, Jazz lifted the weakened Ivory and pushed her over the top rope as well. Jazz then climbed out, joining her sister as they lifted Ivory by her hair, and dragged her behind the curtain.

Left in the ring were Asya and Chyna, Tori and Jackie, Gail and Molly, Dawn, and Lita. But within the next few moments, Tori had Jackie on the top rope and heading out. But when Lita saw this, she decided to help both ladies out by lifting Tori as well and sending both her and Jackie to the mats and elimination.

On the other side of the ring, Chyna had gotten to her feet and was now in a slugfest with Asya. Though weaker, Chyna's punches were having as much of an impact as Asya's. But a cheapshot from behind by Lita, up into Chyna's crotch, took Chyna back to her knees. After 3 more minutes of Asya and Lita pounding on Chyna's head and back, they lifted her up and began pushing her over the top rope. Just as she was about to go over, Stephanie came charging through the curtain and entered the ring, bikini and all. She had just entered herself into the match. She immediately grabbed Lita by the hair and pulled her off Chyna. When she turned around, Chyna and Asya were both going over the ropes. But Chyna held on to the top rope and saved herself as Asya hit the matted floor. Chyna went to crawl back in but was met by a kick to her stomach from Dawn. But Chyna stood up after the weak kick and grabbed Dawn by the hair, lifting her up and over the ropes. But as she did, Asya stood behind Chyna and pulled her feet off the apron, dropping her face first to the canvas with her feet hitting the mats. Dawn appeared to have hit the floor with the tip of her foot, something Stacey pointed out, but guest referee Sunny failed to notice and said she was still in.

After hearing Stacey tattling, Dawn rolled under the ropes and confronted the statuesque blond.

“Nosy bitch aren't ya!” Dawn chided.

“Just get back in the ring so your slutty ass can get thrown out.” Stacey responded.

Dawn smiled and brought up the fact that Stacey was a DIVA, and she hadn't been in the ring yet. Vincent shrugged and gave Stacey a “she is right” look. Stacey's mouth fell open as Dawn grabbed her by the hair and pulled her over the announcer's table. Once on the mat, Dawn lifted Stacey's ankles and planted her heel into Stacey's crotch. Stacey cried out and covered herself, but the damage had already been done.

“I owed you that.” Dawn laughed. “The rest will be for free.”

Dawn lifted Stacey by the hair and dragged her to the ring, pushing her under the bottom rope. Once back in, Dawn set to ripping off Stacey's jacket and skirt. Once down to her panties and bra, Stacey got up to defend herself but was met by a double axe handle on the back of her head by Lita. Lita and Dawn then stripped Stacey of her remaining garments. Across the ring, Stephanie was trying to help Molly get Gail out of the ring when Lita and Dawn approached them. Lita lifted Stephanie as Dawn hoisted Molly. All three women went over, Gail and Molly hitting the floor first. Stephanie wisely grabbed Lita by the hair and tried to bring her too. But not until Dawn decided to lift Lita over was it successful. Now, left in the ring were Dawn, and a naked Stacey.

Dawn circled in on her kneeling, weakened foe. Stacey pleaded for mercy. She begged that she wasn't ready for this; she wasn't supposed to be in here. Dawn planted a foot to Stacey's chest, knocking her to the mat. Dawn sat down on Stacey's stomach, trapping her arms under her knees and grabbing her breasts as well. Dawn squeezed and kneaded them, pulling and pinching. Finally she released them, only to begin punching them. Stacey kicked about, finally forcing Dawn off.

Dawn rolled away laughing, telling Stacey that she was making this too easy. Stacey got to her feet using the ropes. When Dawn approached again, Stacey swung with all she had, but Dawn was ready and she ducked the punch, landing a belly punch at the same time. Stacey buckled over again. Dawn grabbed her head with both hands, lifted her up and informed Stacey that she would be rewarded for winning this match. After she bowed to Sable in the next match, and allowed her to win, she would get Torrie for a weekend.

Torrie heard this and looked at Sable in shock. Sable confirmed this with her laugh.

Dawn then grabbed Stacey's crotch and prepared to lift her over the ropes. But Stacey smacked Dawn's face, and gained a moment to recoup. Dawn came back even more upset and drove her foot into Stacey's stomach. Dawn then grabbed Stacey and pushed her against the ropes to swing her to the other side, but Stacey reversed the pull sending Dawn to the other ropes, once Dawn came back, Stacey raised her arm for a clothesline but Dawn saw it and ducked. When Dawn came back again, she leapt into the air and into Stacey's arms for a Lou Thez press. But Stacey's legs held up and she began walking backwards. Once to the ropes, Dawn's momentum carried her over. She kept a hold of Stacey's head to bring her to, but Stacey's ankles were being held to the mat by Torrie, keeping her in the ring as Dawn's weight finally won out and dropped her to the mat. Stacey fell to the mat sobbing in pain, and in disbelief that she had won.

But before Stacey could even look up to see what was next, Sable was charging into the ring and tackling Stacey to the mat. Sable then rolled Stacey over and grabbed under Stacey's chin, pulling her back into a recliner position.

Dawn finally got up and looked to see what had happened. She looked at Torrie and immediately began yelling at her. Sable released Stacey's lifeless body, and rolled out of the ring. She informed Dawn of what Torrie had done, and asked what she wanted to do with her blond slave. I sinister smile crossed Dawn's face.

“Give her to me for the weekend.”

“No, you lost,” Sable replied, “but since she did fuck up our plans, and since now I have to beat up Barbie in there, you can have her for the night, but after this match, I may need her services here.”

“Fine, I'll take that, but I'm gonna stay out here too so I can have her as soon as you've won.”

“That's fine, and Torrie, you will have to do whatever Dawn tells you to do, from now until she brings you back to me tomorrow.”

Torrie frowned, while Dawn laughed.

Sable rolled back into the ring and found Stacey crawling away from where she had been. Sable grabbed a handful of hair and forced Stacey's head between her legs. Sable grabbed Stacey's bare ass and lifted her up pulling Stacey's head above her own, she then slammed Stacey back to the mat. Stacey screamed out form the pain and tried to reach her back to sooth it. But Sable was quick to get up and grab Stacey's ankles. Sable placed her foot over Stacey's crotch and began to rub it with her foot. Stacey immediately brought her hands to Sable's foot but Sable warned her to let go or it will hurt. Stacey finally relented and Sable ordered Torrie to the opposite side of the ring, closest to Stacey's hands. She commanded her to use the “holders” on Stacey's hands. Torrie paused but got a foot to her ass from Dawn when she failed to act fast enough. Torrie then pulled a pair of handcuffs out of Sable's robe pocket and took them around to Stacey's outstretched hands. She cuffed Stacey's right hand then went for the left when Dawn pushed her aside. Dawn wrapped the cuffs around the bottom rope then cuffed Stacey's other hand to the open link. Stacey was now completely vulnerable to Sable's desires.

Outside the ring, Dawn grabbed Torrie's hand and informed her that since Sable had everything under control, she would take her gift now. Dawn began walking backstage dragging Torrie behind. Sable smiled, knowing that this match was almost over, and that she would leave with the largest match money reward again. Stacey tried to shake free, but found herself unable. Sable pulled her foot away, only to slam it back into Stacey's crotch. Stacey cried out in pain, but was unable to do anything. Sable then sat down on Stacey's stomach, and began punching Stacey's breasts, just as Dawn had done. After fulfilling her satisfaction of humiliating Stacey, she laid down smothering Stacey's face with her breasts. It only took a few moments before Stacey was out. Sable then retrieved the key form her robe, released Stacey from her cuffs and dragged her to the middle of the ring. Once there, Sable placed her foot over Stacey's mouth as Sunny slapped the mat three times. They embraced as Sunny wrapped the belt around the champion.

Backstage:

The cameras came on backstage as the credits began to roll. Jazz and Zira, fully clothed, were leaving with Ivory stumbling between them. Chyna rushed up behind them and knocked Zira down, causing Ivory to fall into Jazz. Jazz threw Ivory to the ground and jumped on Chyna who was still rolling with Zira. A backhanded slap from Chyna knocked Jazz away, but a knee up into Chyna's crotch from Zira, slowed her down. Chyna was suddenly lifted off Zira by her hair, by Asya. Asya picked up Chyna and body slammed her on the concrete floor. Zira got up, collected her things and headed towards the door. Jazz grabbed Ivory by the arm and dragged her away from the melee. Once they came closer by the camera they pushed by as they headed to their car. Asya began kicking Chyna on her head and back until security came up and asked her to stop.

Sable was seen entering a limo with Debra and Sunny. Moments later, a smiling Dawn came out, followed by her slave for the night, Torrie. Torrie was carrying all of Dawn's bags, and appeared worn out as her hair was a tattered mess and her shirt was ripped revealing red marks on her breasts and chest.

Lita was seen entering a car with Jackie and Asya. At sometime during the night, Madusa and Trish had been taken out in an ambulance.

This night did not end the way Stephanie had hoped, but she swore to the camera that the next PPV would. After Stephanie left the arena, and before the credits ended, an announcement was made: “EWA fans, be sure to tune in next month to our next PPV when my daughter, Stephanie, will fulfill her obligation and enter the ring in a match of my choosing.”