Samantha Irvin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is your main event of the evening!

Tiffany Stratton's music hits first, and the crowd erupts in a mixture of cheers and boos. The self-proclaimed "Buff Barbie" confidently struts down the ramp, her arrogance on full display. Dressed in a pink and gold outfit, she flips her hair and blows a kiss to the camera before making her way into the ring, posing for the crowd.

Samantha Irvin: Introducing first, from Prior Lake, Minnesota, weighing in at 141 pounds... Tiffany Stratton!

Tiffany soaks in the mixed reaction, climbing the turnbuckle and posing once more. She knows she has something to prove tonight and isn't going to let anyone stand in her way.

Zoey Stark's music hits next, and the atmosphere shifts. The powerhouse steps out onto the stage with a determined expression, laser-focused as she heads toward the ring. Zoey looks like she's all business, rolling her shoulders and cracking her neck before sliding into the ring.

Samantha Irvin: And her opponent, from Utah, weighing in at 150 pounds... Zoey Stark!

Zoey locks eyes with Tiffany as she enters the ring, clearly ready for a fight. The referee signals for the bell, and the match begins.

DING DING DING

The two women circle each other in the center of the ring, eyes locked, before finally locking up. Zoey quickly uses her strength advantage to push Tiffany into the corner, but Stratton escapes with an agile spin, slipping out and delivering a quick kick to Zoey's midsection.

Chad Darby: Tiffany Stratton's speed and agility will definitely play a factor in this match, but Zoey Stark is no pushover!

Tiffany follows up with a snapmare, sending Zoey to the mat and quickly applying a headlock. Zoey struggles for a moment but powers out of it, pushing Tiffany off and into the ropes. Tiffany rebounds, but Zoey catches her with a hard shoulder block, sending her crashing to the mat.

Zoey wastes no time, grabbing Tiffany by the arm and whipping her into the ropes again. This time, as Tiffany comes back, Zoey goes for a clothesline, but Tiffany ducks under it and counters with a handspring elbow, stunning Zoey. Tiffany quickly hits the ropes again and nails a beautiful dropkick, sending Zoey stumbling into the corner.

Chad Darby: Tiffany showing off that athleticism, but can she keep Zoey down?

Tiffany charges toward Zoey in the corner, looking for a running knee, but Zoey moves at the last second, and Tiffany crashes knee-first into the turnbuckle. Zoey takes advantage, hitting a series of hard forearm strikes to Tiffany's back before dragging her out of the corner and delivering a brutal German suplex.

Zoey hooks the leg for the pin.

1... 2...

Tiffany kicks out!

Chad Darby: Close, but Tiffany stays in the fight!

Zoey stays on the attack, pulling Tiffany to her feet and setting her up for a suplex. But Tiffany reverses, landing on her feet behind Zoey and hitting a quick enzuigiri to the back of Zoey's head. Zoey drops to one knee, stunned, as Tiffany kicks her down to the ground fully, and hits a picture-perfect springboard moonsault.

Tiffany goes for the cover.

1... 2...

Zoey kicks out just before the three!

Chad Darby: Another near fall! These two are pulling out all the stops!

Tiffany looks frustrated, slapping the mat in frustration before getting back to her feet. She pulls Zoey up and signals for her signature move, the Prettiest Moonsault Ever. Tiffany climbs to the top rope, but before she can launch herself, Zoey springs to life, rushing the corner and delivering a massive forearm strike to Tiffany.

Tiffany wobbles on the top rope as Zoey climbs up after her, hooking Tiffany for an inverted superplex. The crowd rises to their feet as Zoey lifts Tiffany high into the air and crashes down with the superplex, shaking the ring.

Chad Darby: Reverse Superplex! That might be it!

Both women are down, exhausted from the battle.

Zoey is the first to stir, crawling toward Tiffany and draping an arm over her for the pin.

1... 2...

Tiffany kicks out at the last second!

Chad Darby: Unbelievable! Tiffany kicks out again!

Zoey, looking frustrated but determined, slowly pulls herself to her feet. She signals for her finishing move, the Z360. Tiffany, barely able to stand, gets pulled up by Zoey, who looks to end it. Zoey spins Tiffany for the Z360, but Tiffany lands on her feet and quickly counters with a vicious knee strike to Zoey's jaw, sending her crashing to the mat.

Tiffany doesn't waste a second, climbing to the top rope and delivering the Prettiest Moonsault Ever, hitting Zoey perfectly.

1... 2... 3!

DING DING DING

Samantha Irvin: Here is your winner, Tiffany Stratton!

Chad Darby: Tiffany Stratton pulls it off! What a match!

As Tiffany Stratton celebrates her victory over Zoey Stark, raising her arms in triumph, the familiar sound of the crowd shifts. Tiffany's music is still playing, but an ominous feeling spreads through the arena as Gigi Dolin, the JWF Thunder Women's Champion, storms down the ramp, her championship belt in hand. The fury in Gigi's eyes is unmistakable-there's no time for talking.

Before Tiffany can react, Gigi slides into the ring and, without hesitation, swings the Thunder Women's Championship right at Tiffany's head.

Chad Darby: Oh no, Gigi's not waiting for any official match! She's here to send a message!

But Tiffany, somehow sensing the attack, ducks just in time. Gigi stumbles past her, and Tiffany quickly takes advantage, hitting a stiff elbow to the back of Gigi's head, causing her to stagger. Tiffany flips her hair and smirks, but Gigi isn't done yet. She turns around, anger blazing in her eyes, and rushes Tiffany again.

The two women clash in the center of the ring, trading blows. Gigi catches Tiffany with a sharp forearm that sends her into the ropes, but as Gigi charges, Tiffany drops to the mat, pulling the top rope down and sending Gigi tumbling to the outside.

Tiffany smirks again, leaning over the ropes, taunting Gigi.

Tiffany Stratton: Is that the best you've got, Champ?

Gigi, seething with rage, pulls herself up, but Tiffany is already two steps ahead. She runs to the opposite ropes, building momentum, and launches herself over the top with a flawless suicide dive, crashing into Gigi and sending both women into the barricade.

The crowd erupts as Tiffany stands tall over Gigi once more, grabbing a handful of her hair and dragging her back toward the ring. Tiffany rolls Gigi under the bottom rope and follows her in, looking to finish what Gigi started.

But just as Tiffany prepares to lift Gigi for her finishing move, Gigi rakes her eyes, momentarily blinding her. Gigi takes advantage, hitting Tiffany with a brutal clothesline, knocking her to the mat. The champion, once again grabbing her title, stumbles to her feet, looking to deliver the final blow. She raises the Thunder Women's Championship high above her head, ready to strike again.

But Tiffany, in a sudden burst of energy, kicks Gigi in the gut, causing her to drop the belt. Tiffany quickly follows up, grabbing Gigi and lifting her for a devastating spinebuster. The ring shakes as Gigi's body crashes to the mat.

Tiffany isn't done, though. She takes a deep breath, climbs to the top rope, and with perfect precision, hits the Prettiest Moonsault Ever. Gigi lies motionless as Tiffany stands tall, soaking in the mixed reactions from the crowd.

Tiffany kneels down beside the unconscious Gigi, grabbing her by the hair once more.

Tiffany Stratton: You're not taking my time, Gigi. This title? It's mine.

Tiffany picks up the Thunder Women's Championship and holds it above her head, standing over Gigi Dolin as the show goes off the air.