The speakers are silent for a moment before the opening riff of Breaking Benjamin's 'Breath' rolls through the Silver Key. When the first chorus kicks in, Agnes breezes through the curtains and offers the capacity crowd a good look at her. For those who may not know, Bruckner had been hired along with fellow Amazon Adrianne Palecki during the course of Fannin's last Fourth of July Party and after spending six months in an intensive training academy, the powerful blonde had been brought onto the main roster and had immediately started making waves. Why you ask?

Well aside from being almost freakishly strong, Agnes was FAST and Agnes was AGILE. The curvy blonde stunner had a vertical leap that was the envy of cruiserweights six inches shorter and twenty pounds lighter, not to mention she had the ability to come off the top rope with the speed and impact that was usually reserved for a Kristen Bell or a Lacey Chabert. Given her size and build, fans were already clamoring to see the exciting rookie in matches with the likes of Durance, Scott, Biel, Theron and Garner, so to find out if Bruckner was ready, the front office had arranged for a rather steep challenge for her this evening. (But more on that in a little bit)

Having let the crowd take her in, Agnes broke her pose and sauntered down the ramp, slapping hands and jawing with the fans as she approached the squared circle. For her battle tonight, the blonde grappler was decked out in a simple white bikini with black ring connections at the hips and chest while her pads and boots are of the same simple ivory. Approaching the ring apron, Bruckner offers fans on both sides a confident grin a split second before she goes from the floor to the apron in a single leap. Slipping over the middle rope, Agnes saunters to her corner and offers the fans a final salute as her music fades.

When the crowd had quieted a bit, the Announcer brought the mic up and continued., "And her opponent, standing 5’9”, they call her ‘Katherine the Great’… allow me to introduce Katherine ‘Kat’ Heigl!"

Marilyn Manson’s cover of Sweet Dreams hits the speakers as Heigl wastes no time in strolling through the curtain. Surveying her loyal subjects from the top of the ramp, Kat breaks her pose and makes her way toward the ring, slapping hands and smiling at her fans the entire way. For her first encounter with the powerful rookie, she’s wearing her standard powder blue bikini with matching boots and pads. while her long blonde hair hangs loose on her shoulders. And she climbs the steel steps and makes her way through the ropes, it's easy to see why they call her 'Great.' From head to toe Katherine is the archetype of what a champion wrestler should be. Climbing the ropes in her corner, she flexes her biceps for the roaring mob and doesn't bother hopping down until the ref calls her for final instructions.

The bell chimed loudly in the close confines of the arena and on opposite corners of the ring, both blondes let loose with quiet, expectant sighs. For Agnes, there could be no doubt that this was the biggest match of her career. If she was able to defeat, hell if she was even able to make a showing against Heigl, she'd move from 'impressive rookie' to 'force to be reckoned with' in a single outing.

For Katherine, this was about defending her spot, plain and simple. She'd fought and clawed her way up through the ranks to get where she was today and she'd be damned if she was going to let some 'B-Grade Kat Clone' come into her house and settle into the niche she'd carved out for herself. A part of the blonde actually felt a little sorry for Bruckner. In other circumstances these two might have been friends - partners even - but the unsubtle and ceasless comparisions by fans had put the beauties on a collision course and Heigl would be damned if she'd let some rookie shove her aside. Keeping her eyes level on the other blonde, Kat waited for Agnes to make the first move, and when the ingenue was well on her way to the center of the ring, Heigl alloweed herself one final roll of her shoulders before she moved to join her new adversary.

From her place in the center of the squared circle, Agnes watched Kat for any signs of a sudden attack. The Great One wasn't necessarily known for being fleet of foot, but she could summon some explosive short range bursts when needed and Bruckner didn't want to be made a fool of this early in the fight (or at any point in the fight for that matter) Apparently Heigl didn't have anything sneaky in mind; she just stopped about a foot short of the other blonde and gave her a quick head-to-toe appraisal. When their eyes met again, Katherine started to say something but Agnes cut her off by steping through about eleven of those last twelve inches.

Her dark eyes flashing, Agnes said, "I know this is the part where the rookie is supposed to be all earnest and tell the imposing veteran how much she respects her, but I've never been much one for bullshit and I don't aim to start now. See, I don't respect you at all right now Katherine. I'm impressed by what you've done, but until I know how hard you can hit, squeeze and fight, I won't know if you're WORTHY of respect. So here's all I'm going to say. You want my respect?"

THWAP! In less time than it takes a normal person to snap their fingers, the curvy blonde whipped up her right forearm and SMASHED Heigl across the chin. Her foe was still reeling when Agnes concluded, "Earn it!"

The Forearm Shiver had caught Kat off guard but even an unprotected shot wasn't able to do much more than stagger the Amazon grappler and she immediately resumed the nose-to-nose duel with her upstart opponent. Smiling slightly, Katherine the Great replied, "I don't know who told you I wanted or needed your respect Agnes because I have no use for either. The only thing I want from you, the only thing I'll TAKE is..." THWAP! She returned Bruckner's Forearm Smash, snapping the other blonde's head around almost ninety degrees. Agnes was just starting to correct her balance when Heigl purred, "Your fear!"

Nodding to herself, Agnes smiled at her foe and whispered, "If you want my fear you're going to have to do a lot better than that."

SWAP! The blonde sensation punctuated her answer with a vicious, overhand, open-palmed slap that she brought 'whicking' down on Kat's left breast. Heigl winced and covered her wounded decolletage, but only for a second. Quickly regaining her compsure, Katherine the Great sneered, "Baby, that is one game you CANNOT win!"

SWAP! Now it was Bruckner's turn to cringe as Kat lit up her cleavage with an equally heartless Slap of her own. Wandering around in a tight little loop to walk off the pain, Agnes waited until her head cleared and as she stumbled back towards Heigl she broke into a short run and THWACK! sent the taller blonde reeling with a Running Forearm Smash.

Cursing herself for not anticipating the strike better, Heigl shook off the shot and paused for the split second it took her to confirm that Agnes wasn't going to duck out of the way. One glance was all she needed. Kat had seen that look before, the one that said, 'Hit me with your best shot bitch.' More than willing to do just that, Katherine sprinted forward and clipped the newcomer with a Running Forearm Smash that sent Agnes rocking and reeling into the ropes.

Amazingly, the blow that would have dropped most of the other women in the promotion only stunned Bruckner and even then the effects of Kat's offense seemed to fade as soon as she bounced into the ropes. As she surged out of the cables, Agnes brought her right foot arcing up and THWAP took the skirmish to the next level by belting Heigl across the face with a Big Boot. Now a boot from Agnes Bruckner would drop just about anyone, luckily for Kat, she wasn't just anyone and she merely staggered back into the ropes. Unfortunately for Heigl, no amount of strength or internal fortitude could stop the occasional clumsy move and when Kat's feet got tangled up in one another she slipped against THE cables only to find her arms wrapped up tight between the top and middle ropes!

Both Agnes and the audience let out a surprised cheer as Kat tried to tug and wriggle her way free. Sensing a golden opportunity to get the mob on her side, Agnes offered the fans a knowing smile as she sauntered forward. Running both hands along the edges of her top, Bruckner stayed silent and let the, 'Holy shit, you don't think she's gonna?' buzz speak for her. Pressing in against the struggling vixen, Agnes wrapped her arms around the back of Katherine's head and started to reel her in.

Struggling furiously with her bonds, Kat gaped, "Don't you FUCKING dareUNNNMMMPPPHHHHH!"

The audience went bat shit nuts as the newcomer pulled Heigl's face into her cleavage and ground it back and forth with an energetic five second application of the Breast Smother. Now normally, the crowd would be raining thunderous boos down for a smother that ended that quickly, but to be fair, Heigl was in the ropes and just the sheer fact that a relative newcomer was able to EMBARRASS a powerhouse like Heigl with the move that was practically her finisher, well, that was something to cheer about. Finally able to rip herself from the snaring embrace of the ropes, Katherine rubbed her forearm across her face in an effort to rid her features of the tiniest bit of the rookie's sweat.

Fixing her rival with a murderous glare, Heigl raised her left arm and wriggled her fingers in Agnes' direction, "All right newbie, you've got guts. But do you have the backbone to go with it?"

Bruckner adjusted the edges of her white top before stepping forward. Raising her right hand, she placed it against Kat's outstretched palm and answered, "I guess you're going to find ouUNNNGHHHH!"

The second Bruckner's hand touched her own, Kat clamped down on her foe and stretched the captured limb away from her body. In the next instant she balled her right hand into a fist and PISTONED it into the other blonde's left breast in a devastating Heart Punch. The ferocity of that simple blow was enough to unhinge Bruckner's knees, but after having suffered through the JMD treatment so early, Kat wasn't going to let her opponent go that easily.

Maintaining her hold on the smaller blonde's wrist, Katherine yanked her back to her feet and easily forced Agnes' arm up behind her back in a painfully basic Hammerlock. With her free hand, she reached through Bruckner's thighs, grabbed hold of her butt and scooped her into the air. Looking to regain the confidence of her subjects, the Great One paraded around the ring. She remained silent because she didn't have to say anything. Agnes' helpless wriggling combined with the 'this is what happens to posers who fuck with me' look on her face was enough to get most of the folks in the building cheering for Heigl again. After another circuit of the ring, Katherine the Great stopped in the center, rose up on her toes and SLAMMED Agnes down on her Hammerlocked arm. The rookie phenom let out a brittle cry of pain and immediately rolled onto her side, clutching the mangled limb against her belly. Intent on humbling the uppity newcomer, Kat placed one rude boot against Agnes' elbow and ground down on the wounded joint even as she rewarded her faithful with a lingering Double Bicep pose.

When Agnes groaned and pulled away, Heigl glanced down and cooed, "I got your respect yet Aggie?"

When Bruckner just snarled at her, Kat tugged her to her feet and quickly pounced on her with a simple Collar and Elbow Tie-Up. Seeing another opportunity to put the other blonde in her place, Heigl surged forward, forcing her backpedaling adversary to go along with her unless she wanted to run the risk of tripping like Kat had earlier. Several seconds later, the turnbuckles stopped Agnes' momentum, but that didn't stop Kat from pressing in as close as she could just to force her chest into Bruckner's.

Hearing the ref's count tick by, Katherine waited til he reached 'FOUR' then slowly released her grip and with her hands level with her shoulders, stepped away from the girl in the corner. Kat was still in the middle of the 'clean' break when her right hand darted out and TAGGED Agnes across the mouth with a blisteringly disrespectful Bitch Slap. As the rookie's head flew black in golden cloud, Katherine the Great chided, "What's the matter Agnes? Too awed by your newfound respect to fight back?"

Ears ringing, Bruckner didn't bother with a cogent response, she just flung herself at Kat and cinched her up in the second Collar and Elbow Tie-Up in as many minutes. Digging her feet into the mat, Bruckner displayed incredible strength as she marched the ring on a diagonal and backed Kat into the opposite corner. Paying close attention to the count, Agnes molded herself to Heigl's chest and pressed in tight, forcing the other blonde to acknowledge the power that lay behind her own curves. When the zebra hit 'FOUR' she released the clinch and stepped back with arms raised.

In the corner, Kat was watching closely for a retaliatory slap, but when Bruckner's hand lashed out, it was at Kat's chest and not her face. Before the curvy wrestler could stop her, Agnes took hold of Kat's top and jerked it to the side, baring Heigl's right breast for a suddenly redlining audience.

Pretty face flushing beet-red, Katherine was busying herself with wardrobe adjustments when she heard Agnes taunt, "Not much to look at really, I'm not sure why they're cheering."

Remarkably impressed with how fast Bruckner had soared to the top of her 'bitches in need of a pounding' list. Kat balled both hands into fists and growled, "Laugh it up while you can slut. By the time I'm done with you, my tits will be the ONLY thing you can look at!"

Bruckner grinned and opened her mouth to reply but Heigl shut her up fast with a stiff Haymaker to the chin. Grunting in surprise, the shorter blonde found herself rocked by a scintillating rapid-fire series of lefts and rights that had her wobbling across the ring on a rough diagonal as Kat herded her back into the corner. When she saw Bruckner slump against the post, Kat planted her feet and 'sniicked' both hands across Agnes' impressive cleavage in a Two-handed Chop that brought a chorus of 'WOOOOOS!' from the appreciative audience. Feeding on their adulation, Heigl hopped up onto the middle buckle, bringing her navel almost perfectly level with Bruckner's nose in the process. Burying her left hand in Agnes' hair, Heigl's cranked her foe's head back, forcing her to look up at the looming Amazon.

Licking her lips, Kat taunted, "I'm Katherine the Great and this is my court. Learn that lesson fast bitch."

Helping Agnes down the road to enlightenment, Heigl formed her right hand into a fist and started pounding rough, monotonous blows down into the other girl's forehead. For their part, the crowd helped her out by counting off, 'ONETWOTHREEFOURFIVE...'

Their count was rudely interrupted when Agnes shot her hands up, forced them against Katherine's abdomen and shoved hard, knocking Heigl off her perch. Hoping to take advantage of her foe's momentary distraction, Bruckner EXPLODED out of the corner with that scary quickness she was becoming so well known for and BWAM! A quick extension of her right arm was all it took to catch Kat under the chin and knock her head over heels with a vile Lariat. Massaging the bicep that had nearly decapitated Katherine, Agnes slowed her sprint to a strut and preened for the mob as they cheered her on.

What she didn't and couldn't know was that only about half of the crowd was supporting her. The other half were lending their energy to Kat as the statuesque grappler was pushing to her hands and knees right behind the oblivious ingenue. A heartbeat later Agnes turned around and this time it was Kat's turn to put on the afterburners. Bruckner had just enough time to gape and then THWACK! Katherine drove the sole of her left boot into other blonde's features and even Agnes wasn't strong enough to stand through such an attack. Savoring the nasty little tingle that went up her spine as she stalked the starfished wrestler, Katherine made some minute adjustments to her top as she told the mob, "JUST WANNA MAKE SURE HER FACE HAS BEEN PROPERLY TENDERIZED BEFORE... WELL, YOU KNOW..."

They most certainly did, and even if they didn't, the nonsense patterns Heigl was tracing across the top of her breasts was enough to brighten even the dimmest bulb. Having made the proper changes to her battle attire, Kat strutted over to Agnes' head, dropped to one knee and took hold of the other blonde's shoulder-straps. Scraping her off the mat, Heigl switched her grip to Agnes' wrist and muttered, "Say goodbye slut!"

She stepped back and tossed Bruckner towards a corner on the far side of the ring. Heigl had just started to let her victim go when Bruckner clamped down on her wrist, planted her feet and jerked her forward to reverse the momentum of the Irish Whip. In the instant she was passing by, Kat bristled as she heard Agnes chide, "Goodbye slut." but then the indignation was gone as she focused all her attention on surviving the impact with the buckles.

Turning her back into the landing, Kat grunted when she hit home, but all things considered, it could have been a lot worse. And by the looks of it, 'A lot worse' was coming on fast as Bruckner was bearing down on her with what was sure to be a sternum-crushing Splash. Refusing to let the newcomer show her up with another of her own favorite moves, Heigl took a step out of the corner and lowered her head just as Agnes was leaving the ground. As the other blonde soared in, Katherine straightened up fast, using her height and power to toss Bruckner up and over the top rope to the floor below in what (from judging by the audience's reaction) was sure to be a SPECTACULAR crash.

But much like Agnes had made the mistake of turning her back on Kat, so had Kat erred in not turning to make sure that her opponent had hit the floor. What Kat thought were cheers for her impressive counter, were actually cheers for Agnes' amazing mid-air recovery. For as she sailed up and over the top rope, Bruckner stabbed out with both hands and reigned in her momentum to land comfortably on the apron just behind the oblivious Kat Heigl.

Thrumming with the anticipation of what she was going to do to the arrogant veteran, Agnes was able to stay silent until Kat had swaggered out to the middle of the squared circle. Now that she had enough room to work, Agnes grabbed the top rope in both hands, leaned all the way back and let out a low, innocuous whistle. By the time Heigl spun around to face her, Agnes had already leapt onto the top rope and executed the second jump that sent her launching towards Kat.

Shocked by the sudden appearance of the supposedly flattened blonde, Katherine tried to get her hands up but it wasn't nearly fast enough and Bruckner DROVE the point of her right shoulder between Kat's breasts! The Springboard Shoulderblock would have been dangerous enough in the hands of a talented gamine, to have it performed so seamlessly by a girl the size of Jessica Biel made it all the more brutal. All the air was smashed from Heigl's lungs in a single breathy 'UNNGHH' that was instantly swallowed up in the mad cheers of the crowd and the dull THUD of the Great One hitting the canvas.

Rolling to her feet Agnes pumped both fists into the and offered the guests an emphatic, "YES!" Grinning from ear-to-ear, the white clad blonde strolled over to the nearest corner, climbed up onto the second buckle and asked the crowd, "YOU SEE THAT? THAT'S NOTHING!"

Over the enthusiastic roar, some fan replied, "WELL SHOW US SOMETHING THEN!"

Holding back a cruel little chuckle, Brucker said, "I don't think Kat's going to like it, but OK!"

Hopping down from the corner, the domineering blonde stalked over to her wounded opposition and dropped a hard elbow in the small of Heigl's back just as the other blonde was getting to her feet. Kat let out a pained 'ooofffh' as she was knocked back to the canvas with Agnes' weight draped over her. Grinding the bony joint into Kat's spine, Agnes told her, "Looks like there's some strife in the Kingdom of the Great One. Apparently your loyal subjects are ready to welcome a new queen. As my first act, I'm going to offer them your beaten, battered body."

Seething at the rookie's temerity, Kat planted her palms against the mat and tried to push up again. "I'm gonna hurt you SO BAD!" she growled.

Sinking her fingers into the other bigger, blonde's hair, Bruckner taunted, "I don't think so Kat. At this point you're nothing but a figurehead and here in my court, we have no use for figureheads."

Heigl tried to fire off a response but Agnes wrenched her head from side-to-side and silenced her easily enough. Getting to her feet, Bruckner pulled Heigl to hers and immediately slung an arm over the Great One's shoulder. Cupping the base of Heigl's neck, the newcomer threaded her free hand through her opponent's thighs and hoisted Kat up onto her shoulder with no discernible effort. Marching around their battleground with Katherine squirming in her clutches, Bruckner turned to each side of the ring and incited the mob. "WHERE SHOULD I SLAM HER? HERE? HOW ABOUT HERE? MAYBE OVER HERE?" HOW ABOUT DEAD CENTER!"

With a few thousand voices urging her on, Agnes rose up on her toes and TOSSED Kat down onto the mat with a Body Slam that had more force behind it than some girl's Power Slams.

With Heigl groaning and prone at her feet, Bruckner ran the ropes, bounded back at her opponent only to leave the mat in a gorgeous vertical leap that folks in the first few rows swore was close to six feet. (They were actually a little conservative in their estimation) At the apex of her momentum, the rookie stretched out parallel to the mat and came crashing down chest-on-belly with a Splash that had Kat gurgling and spasming like a trauma patient. Maintaining her perch across the Great One's abdomen, Bruckner hooked the far leg and rolled her foe up in a tight Cradle. Surprised that the blonde would try to pin her vaunted adversary after such a simple maneuver, the ref dove into position and slapped the mat, 'ONE...' Kat shoved her attacker off of her, breaking the count with plenty of time to spare.

As the official suspected, it was going to take a HELL of a Splash to put Kat Heigl away. The fast kick-out didn't seem to bother Agnes however. She just helped herself to a double handful of Kat's powder-blue briefs and tugged her to a vertical base. Switching her grip to Heigl's wrist, Bruckner pointed her towards a corner on the other side of the ring and whipped her into the steel buckles. Still a little winded from the Slam and Splash combo, Kat WANTED to turn into the impact, but her traitorous body wouldn't obey her brain and she could only close her eyes and brace for impact as the top turnbuckle smashed into her chest. Slumped and defenseless in the corner, the only mercy for Heigl was that she didn't see what was coming, of course, if she had seen Agnes charging towards her she might have been able to prepare for the collision. As it was she was totally oblivious as Bruckner left her feet and MASHED the full force of her weight against Kat's curvy frame with an Avalanche Splash.

Forcing the wheezing blonde to take every ounce of her curves, Agnes leaned her head down and placed her lips against Kat's ear. "When was the last time these people saw anyone CRUSH you? I'll tell you the answer, they HAVEN'T. But there's a first time for everything."

Peeling herself off Heigl's sweat-tacky back, Bruckner placed her left hand against the other blonde's left shoulder to hold her in place Lining up her shot, Agnes took a deep breath and then pistoned her right forearm across the small of Katherine's back. There was a sound like a baseball bat striking a wet rug that went almost unheard over Kat's boozy sob of protest, but Bruckner wasn't even close to done yet and she lined up several more shots that went THUP, THUP, THUP' on Heigl's back.

Not stopping until the referee’s count reached 'FOUR', the blonde tyro wrapped both arms around Kat's gulping waist and pulled her free of the corner. With her hands clasped and digging into the pit of Heigl's stomach, Bruckner bent her knees then bridged up and back, yanking Kat off her feet to toss her almost three-quarters of the way across the ring with a Release German Suplex.

Heigl took the brunt of the impact on the back of her head and shoulders and if that wasn't bad enough, the force of the throw left her folded up in an ignominious Matchbook that put her upturned ass on display for the whole of the crowd. Nearly shaking with the giddiness of dismantling the established star, Agnes jogged over to Kat and nudged the blonde's legs out flat. Leaving Heigl prone and glassy-eyed, Agnes strode over to the nearest corner and climbed to the top rope. Turning around to face the ring, Bruckner raised both arms high overhead and roared, "IT'S OVER!"

Well, this was a noble sentiment, but something that Agnes was going to learn is that it wasn't the greatest idea to announce your intentions until your opponent was absolutely helpless. As it was, Kat's instincts kicked in and the Great One rolled her way under the bottom rope and onto the floor while Bruckner was still standing on the buckles. Frowning at Heigl's strategic retreat, Agnes hopped down from the corner and whispered, "You're not getting away that easy baby."

Taking a position behind Kat, Agnes spun on her heel, sprinted into the ropes and came tearing back tearing back towards her adversary. When the ropes where only a few feet away, Bruckner demonstrated that jaw-dropping agility once more by leaving her feet and vaulting over the top rope. Down on the floor, Kat heard the crowd react to something and instinctively whirled around to face the threat.

SPLAT! Agnes came crashing down on her like a five foot eight inch missile and even Kat's phenomenal strength wasn't enough to keep her from crashing to the mats in a pained tangle of limbs. Breathing hard after the Planch connected, Bruckner flipped some hair out of her face and whispered, "Nowhere to run Kat, so if it's OK with you, I'm gonna pick your tired ass up and finish this back in the ring."

Heigl just grumbled something unintelligible at her as Agnes pulled her to her feet and wrapped both arms around Kat's waist. Wheeling the other blonde around so that her back was facing the apron, Bruckner lowered her shoulder and plowed forward to drive the small of her foe's back against the apron.

Positively radiant as Kat threw her head back and sobbed, Agnes repeated the back-smashing maneuver a few more times before she wedged a hand through Heigl's thighs and muscled her under the bottom rope. Pushing the curvy blonde across the canvas in a jiggling bundle of limbs, Agnes made a show of strutting over to the steel steps and taking those to make her return to the ring. Wandering over to the smoking wreckage of Katherine the Great, Bruckner hoisted her opponent up with a fistful of shoulder-straps only to double her up with a vicious Kneelift to the Belly.

Taking her time applying the Front Facelock, Agnes told Kat, "No offense Kat but I CAN hit harder, fly faster and wrestle better than you ever could. And if I need to expose you as a used-up tubbagoo to prove it, that's exactly what I'm going to do!"

Acting on her missive, Bruckner grabbed a handful of tights while simultaneously slinging Katherine's near arm over her shoulders. Set for her attack, Agnes waited another second before popping her hips, taking the bigger wrestler up and over with a lightning fast Snap Suplex. The moment the first Suplex connected, Agnes floated over onto her opponent's chest and popped to her feet even as she maintained the Facelock. Swiftly changing her grip, the domineering blonde wrapped both arms around Heigl's hips just before she forced her head between Kat's left arm and her torso. Dipping her knees, Bruckner bridged up and back to take her adversary down with a Northern Lights Suplex.

With Kat flat on her back and wriggling for release, Agnes bridged up as high as she could, hoping the extra leverage would be enough to keep Heigl down for the three count. Silently impressed with just how smoothly the rookie was able to flow between moves, the official swooped in and slapped the canvas, 'ONE... TWO...' Kat lashed up with both hands and 'craaacked Agnes across the belly, breaking the bridge and the count at the same time.

Sitting on her butt, Agnes took a moment to catch her breath and then went back on the attack. Pulling Kat to her feet with a hardhearted tug of the hair, Agnes captured her wrist in an iron grip and whipped her into the ropes. When Katherine was well on her way, Bruckner pulled a quick 180 and headed to the ropes at her back. A second later she was charging back at Heigl and left her feet once again, this time going for a more traditional Flying Crossbody Press.

THWAP! Bruckner collided with Heigl, but soon realized something was very wrong because Kat was still upright! Even if she hadn't figured it out then, her predicament was made crystal clear when Kat treated her rival to an embarrassingly hard pinch of her left buttock. During most matches, Katherine would've taken this opportunity to skewer her opponent with some wicked verbal barb, but Agnes had pissed her off so badly that mere words didn't seem an accurate reflection of her rage.

Choosing action instead, she rose up on her toes and then dropped to one knee, slamming Agnes' ribs across the posted joint in the process. Holding this position for a moment, Heigl waited for Bruckner's cry to subside before she sneered, "What's wrong bitch, does this hurt? Don't worry, it's about to get a whole lot worse."

Powering back to her feet, Kat turned to the other side of the ring and dropped down again, treating her foe to a second Rib Breaker. Still not satisfied, she got back to her feet and muscled Agnes across her shoulders in a Fireman's Carry. Feeling some of that old confidence starting to return, Kat strutted around the ring and taunted, "Who's the used-up Tub of Goo now cunt? Huh? Answer me! You ever had a Tub of Goo hit you like THIS?"

Showing Agnes exactly what 'this' entailed, Heigl rose up, tilted her left side down and sat out, spiking the back of Bruckner's head and shoulders into the canvas with a ring-shaking Death Valley Driver. After taking a brief respite to collect her thoughts, Heigl climbed to her feet and stood over the stunned newcomer. Hands on her hips, Kat fixed her opponent with a cold, arrogant look and asked, "You thought YOU could out-splash ME? Aggie baby, you're about to have your world view altered."

Kat ran the ropes, sprinted back at her victim and left her feet to splatter Bruckner against the mat with a Splash of her own. Heigl's vertical leap might not be as high as her Agnes' but the Great One knew how to get all her weight behind the maneuver and nowhere was this more apparent than in Bruckner's pained flailing. Snatching one of her foe's spasming legs out of the air, Kat hooked her in a loose Cradle and nodded her head in time with the ref's count of 'ONE... TWO...' Agnes shot her left shoulder off the mat, ending the count just past the two-thirds mark. Nonplused by this show of resistance, Heigl pulled Agnes up and bent her over, locking on a rough Front Facelock.

Remembering the liberties Bruckner had taken with her in the corner, Kat brought her free arm up and then whistling down, driving a vicious Forearm across Agnes' lower back. Happy to dole out seconds, Kat repeated Forearm Smash, drilling shot after shot into the other blonde's sweating, quivering back. After a final cudgeling shot dropped Agnes to her knees, Katherine, grabbed a handful of Bruckner's white bottom and pulled the blonde to her feet for just a second before she hoisted her into the stall position for a Vertical Suplex. Focusing her attention on maintaining her grip, Kat taunted, “You really think you're stronger than me? Agnes sweetie, I've got some things that I need to show you."

Doing just that, Heigl took several wobbling steps forward and then dropped Bruckner gut-first across the top rope. Heigl could feel the air 'whoosh' out of Agnes' lungs - but instead of leaving her victim hung up and gasping, Katherine tightened her grip on the Facelock and lifted Bruckner back up over her head. Marching to the center of the ring, the Great One tightened her hand-hold on Agnes' briefs and yanked down, giving the upside-down blonde a butt-splitting Wedgie. Savoring the slow burn that was developing in her shoulders, Heigl actually released her grip on Bruckner's tights and offered the audience a flex of her bicep. Holding the pose, Katherine roared, "COUNT!"

Happy to oblige their queen, the crowd started ticking off, 'ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... FIVE... SIX... SEVEN... EIGHT... NINE... TEN!'

When the faithful reached 'TEN' Kat fell backward, finally completing the Delayed Vertical Suplex. Agnes hit the canvas with a rattling THUD and as Kat hoped, the impact of the Suplex actually bounced her off the mat a few inches before bringing her flopping onto her side. Getting to her feet, Kat smoothed out her ponytail and looked to the audience.

"Who runs this place?" she asked.

The reply was an overwhelmingly loud, "YOU DO!"

Pulling the other blonde to her feet, Heigl said, "You hear that Aggie? Sounds like the peasants are happy with the current regime. Guess that means I get to execute you for treason."

Spinning around behind her opponent, Kat wedged her head between Bruckner's right arm and torso while simultaneously locking her arms around the tyro's waist. With little more than a flex of her knees, Heigl tore Bruckner off the canvas, lifted her into the air and then dropped to the mat. Agnes' head and shoulders were subjected to another brutal landing as Kat's Belly-to-Back Suplex bounced her skull off the canvas a few times. Looking to really pour the hurt onto her formerly confident opposition, Katherine got to her feet and nudged Agnes over onto her stomach.

Posed with one foot on either side of Bruckner's hips, Heigl knelt down and tugged Agnes to her hands and knees. With Bruckner forced into the proper position, Katherine straddled her opponent’s back and laced her fingers under the other blonde's chin. Taking all the time she needed to make sure the hold was really cinched in tight, Kat finally pulled back and sat down all at once to trap Agnes in her version of the body-breaking Camel Clutch.

Bruckner sobbed and writhed in the crippling submission as Kat wrenched her neck back and bounced up and down, her blue clad ass mashing and smacking painfully against Agnes' injured back. After a pained groan from her new nemesis, Heigl planted an insolent kiss on Agnes' forehead as she purred, “I have to say Aggie, for a girl getting bent in half, you're taking this very well. I wonder if you'll do so well when I'm mauling your tits?"

Before Bruckner could even mumble a reply, Katherine released her chin and slid her hands down to take hold of the other blonde’s defenseless breasts. Never one to prolong the inevitable, Kat dug into Agnes' assets with a murderous fervor, slapping twisting and clawing the supple flesh while the audience and Agnes screamed for very different reasons.

Changing the focus of her attack, she wormed her fingers under the edges of Agnes' top and latched onto the rookie's nubs, slowly rolling and tweaking the flesh between her steely fingers in an attempt to force the magic words from Bruckner's trembling lips. Tears filling her eyes as Kat waged a scorched earth campaign against her cleavage, Agnes bit her tongue to keep from surrendering or even worse, voicing her anguish. Disheartened to see that Kat had locked on the Clutch in the dead-center of the ring, Bruckner knew she was going to have to power out of this torturous predicament.

Using the image of a broken and mewling Kat Heigl as her motivation, Agnes dug her nails into the back of the other blonde's knees and started pushing to her feet. From her perch on Bruckner's back, Heigl couldn't believe that the newbie blonde was actually getting to her feet, but here it was. Unwilling to release the Camel Clutch without a hell of a fight, Kat moved her hands from Bruckner's rack back to her chin. Cranking back on the hold, Kat growled, "Whatcha gonna do Aggie? I'm still riding you hard and I don't want to go anywhere."

Unable to answer with words, Agnes regained her feet with Kat humped across her in some sort of diabolical piggyback ride. Setting her sites on the nearest corner, Agnes stumbled towards the buckles and when they were close enough, she spun around and LURCHED back, mashing Heigl against the unforgiving steel. The Great One's sadistic grip finally crumbled and Agnes responded by chiding, "Is that what you call a ‘hard ride’ Kat? No wonder Jessica Biel made you her bitcARRGGHHH!"

Bruckner would’ve been better served to put some distance between her and Katherine before taunting the other blonde, because as it was, Heigl was able to reach up with her right hand and RAKE her talons across the tyro's eyes. Blinded and thrashing, Agnes was easy prey for her adversary and Katherine the Great had no problem picking off easy prey. Hopping onto the middle rope, Kat grabbed a double handful of Agnes' hair and planted her left knee against the back of the other blonde's head. Catching her breath, Heigl answered, "No bitch, THIS is what I call a hard ride."

Speaking no more, Kat used her free leg to push out of the corner as hard as she could. The shove sent Agnes stumbling out to just about center-ring before Kat's added weight overbalanced her and sent the ingenue crashing face-first into the mat with Heigl's posted knee doing nothing to soften the landing. Scrambling to her knees after her ingenious take on the Bulldog nearly caved Agnes' face in, Kat rolled her foe over onto her belly, pounced across her midsection and hooked both legs to wrap her up in a tight Cradle. Pressing all her weight down across the other blonde's shoulders, Kat grinned up into the lights as the official counted off, 'ONE... TWO....' before Bruckner ripped both legs out of Heigl's grip, saving herself for at least another three seconds.

Rolling her eyes, Katherine the Great got to her feet, sauntered over to the other blonde's head and daintily placed a boot between her shoulderblades. Smirking out at the audience, Heigl lifted her hand to her lips and did a pretty damn good impression of the 'knockin' one back' gesture made infamous by one Stone Cold Steve Austin. With the guests in the palm of her hand, Kat drew in a breath and called out, "HANGOVER TIME!"

Turning her attention back to the flattened blonde, Katherine knelt down, buried her hands in Bruckner's tangled mane and pulled her to her knees. Moving slowly (for some reason she was in the mood to draw this out) Heigl stepped forward and clamped her thighs shut to trap the kneeling vixen in a Standing Headscissors. Moving with that same luxurious sureness, Kat wrapped both arms around Agnes' midsection, bent her knees and then lifted her off the mat, hoisting the curvy blonde up until the small of her back was resting against the point of Kat's right shoulder. Turning in a slow circle, Heigl gazed out at her loyal subjects and told them, "THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS TO DISSENTERS IN THE COURT OF KATHERINE THE GREARRRNNNNGHHH!"

You remember what your narrator said earlier about how announcing your intentions wasn't the smartest idea in a wrestling match? Well Kat found out that goes for veterans too as Agnes suddenly burst into life and drove several short, sharp elbows into the side of her tormentor's skull. Dazed by the burst of fireworks going off behind her eyes, Katherine released her grip on Bruckner's waist and let the other blonde slide down her back. But even though she wasn't feeling her best at the moment, there was no way Heigl was going to let her rival get away that easily. Acting more on instinct than any conscious knowledge, the Great One spun around fast and THUD caught a slow to recover Agnes right across the back of the neck with a Northern Lariat. Agnes let out weary groan and collapsed to her hands and knees which was more than fine with the wobbly-legged Kat.

Staggering around to Bruckner's head, Heigl shook off the last vestiges of her dizziness and applied a second Standing Headscissors, this one much rougher than the first. Forgoing her previous theatrics, Kat locked in the gut-wrench and growled, "I don't care what the hype says, you are NOT stronger than me. And if I have to break ya in half to prove it, so fucking be it."