The atmosphere in the arena was electric as the fans prepared for the highly anticipated JWF Women's International Championship match between the reigning champion, Alba Fyre, and the fearsome Rhea Ripley.

The camera cut to a flashback from that fateful night twelve weeks ago:

[Kayla: this JWF Women's International Championship Tournament Semi-finals Match is scheduled for one fall!, standing at 5 feet 8, Kay Lee Ray!

And her opponent, standing at 5 feet 10 inches, Rhea Ripley!

The crowd roars in excitement as the bell rings, signaling the start of the match.

Kay Lee Ray and Rhea Ripley circle each other cautiously, both aware of the other's strength. They lock up in a collar-and-elbow tie-up, with Ripley gaining the upper hand and backing Kay Lee Ray into the corner. Ripley unleashes a series of powerful strikes and kicks, targeting Kay Lee Ray's midsection.

Kay Lee Ray manages to counter with a quick snap suplex, surprising Ripley. Kay Lee Ray follows up with a flurry of fast-paced offense, utilizing her speed to her advantage. Rhea Ripley fights back with a devastating Riptide attempt, but Kay Lee Ray narrowly escapes.

Suddenly, the arena goes dark, and Edge's entrance music hits. The crowd erupts in shock and anticipation. Edge, emerges from backstage, holding a steel chair. Edge stands outside the ring and stands menacingly, watching the match unfold.

As Rhea Ripley gains the upper hand once again, Edge slides the steel chair into the ring. The referee doesn't even notice, since Aiden Ryker gets on the apron and distracts him while Edge distracts Ripley. Kay Lee Ray seizes the opportunity and uses the steel chair to strike Ripley, leaving her stunned. Kay Lee Ray quickly covers Ripley, and the referee counts to three.]

The screen faded back to the present, and the camera panned across the crowd, who were eagerly waiting for the rematch. The underhanded tactics from that night had not been forgotten, especially not by Rhea Ripley. This time, there would be no distractions, no surprises. It was just Ripley and Fyre, one-on-one, with the title on the line.

The ring announcer stepped forward, microphone in hand.

Samantha Irvin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the JWF Women's International Championship!

The crowd erupted in cheers as the lights dimmed, and the challenger's music hit. Rhea Ripley made her way down the ramp, her usual scowl firmly in place, but there was an added intensity in her eyes tonight. She was here to settle the score and take what she believed was rightfully hers.

Samantha Irvin: Introducing the challenger, from Adelaide, South Australia, Rhea Ripley!

Ripley stormed into the ring, her eyes locked on the entrance ramp as she waited for the champion. She was all business, her focus unbreakable. The crowd continued to cheer, knowing that this was going to be a war.

Alba Fyre's entrance theme then echoed throughout the arena. The champion made her way to the ring, the JWF Women's International Championship gleaming around her waist. Despite her past actions, Fyre exuded confidence, unphased by the boos from the crowd. She had something to prove tonight-she was not just a paper champion.

Samantha Irvin: And her opponent, from Glasgow, Scotland, she is the JWF Women's International Champion, Alba Fyre!

Fyre climbed into the ring, holding the championship high above her head. She smirked as she locked eyes with Ripley, who didn't flinch, her expression as cold as ever. The referee took the belt from Fyre and held it up for the crowd to see before handing it off to the timekeeper.

With the formalities out of the way, the referee called for the bell, and the match was underway.

Ripley wasted no time, charging at Fyre with a fierce determination. Fyre tried to sidestep, but Ripley was ready, catching her with a vicious forearm to the face. The force of the blow sent Fyre stumbling back into the ropes. Ripley followed up with a series of stiff strikes, each one connecting with precision as she backed Fyre into the corner.

The crowd was firmly behind Ripley, cheering as she unleashed a flurry of offense on the champion. Ripley grabbed Fyre by the hair and tossed her across the ring like a ragdoll, showing off her incredible strength. Fyre rolled out of the ring, trying to regroup, but Ripley wasn't about to give her any breathing room.

Ripley slid out of the ring and went after Fyre, who was trying to create some distance. Ripley caught up to her near the barricade and delivered a devastating clothesline that nearly took Fyre's head off. The crowd roared in approval as Ripley picked Fyre up and tossed her back into the ring.

Ripley climbed back into the ring and went for a quick cover, but Fyre kicked out at two, showing her resilience. Ripley stayed on the attack, pulling Fyre to her feet and setting her up for a suplex. However, Fyre managed to block the attempt, delivering a knee strike to Ripley's midsection.

With Ripley momentarily stunned, Fyre took advantage, hitting her with a snap DDT that planted the challenger's head into the mat. Fyre quickly went for the cover, but Ripley kicked out at two, much to the crowd's delight.

The match continued with both women giving it their all. Ripley's power was on full display as she overpowered Fyre in several exchanges, but the champion used her cunning and speed to stay in the match. At one point, Fyre managed to catch Ripley with a springboard dropkick that sent the challenger crashing to the mat. Fyre quickly followed up with a standing moonsault, going for another pin attempt, but Ripley kicked out at two once again.

Frustration was beginning to show on Fyre's face as she struggled to keep Ripley down. She knew she had to dig deep if she wanted to retain her title. Fyre dragged Ripley to the corner and climbed to the top rope, looking to deliver her signature Swanton Bomb. However, Ripley recovered just in time, rolling out of the way as Fyre crashed and burned on the mat.

The crowd erupted as Ripley got back to her feet, ready to capitalize on Fyre's mistake. She picked Fyre up and delivered a brutal Riptide, planting the champion into the canvas. The fans were on their feet, cheering as Ripley went for the cover.

Referee: One! Two!

Fyre kicked out at the last possible moment, shocking both Ripley and the crowd. The challenger couldn't believe it, but she didn't let it deter her. She knew she had to keep going, to keep pushing if she wanted to walk out with the championship.

Ripley pulled Fyre to her feet once more, setting her up for another Riptide, but Fyre fought back, delivering a series of elbows to Ripley's head. Ripley staggered back, and Fyre took the opportunity to deliver a superkick that caught Ripley right on the jaw. The force of the kick sent Ripley crashing to the mat, and Fyre quickly climbed to the top rope.

This time, Fyre didn't miss. She launched herself off the top rope and delivered a picture-perfect Swanton Bomb, landing squarely on Ripley's chest. Fyre hooked the leg, going for the pin.

Referee: One! Two!

Ripley kicked out just before the three-count, and the crowd erupted once again. The match continued, with both women digging deep, showing incredible resilience.

In the closing moments of the match, both Ripley and Fyre were exhausted, but they continued to fight on. Ripley managed to catch Fyre with a big boot, sending the champion into the ropes. As Fyre rebounded, Ripley caught her with a thunderous clothesline, nearly decapitating her. Ripley picked Fyre up, signaling for one more Riptide.

But Fyre wasn't done yet. She managed to slip out of Ripley's grasp and delivered a superkick to Ripley's knee, dropping the challenger to one knee. Fyre followed up with another superkick to Ripley's head, sending her crashing to the mat.

With Ripley down, Fyre climbed to the top rope one more time. She knew this was her last chance to put Ripley away for good. The crowd was on the edge of their seats as Fyre took a deep breath and launched herself off the top rope, delivering another Swanton Bomb.

Fyre hooked the leg, going for the pin.

Referee: One! Two!

Suddenly, the referee was yanked out of the ring by none other than Stunning Jay. The crowd erupted in boos as Jay smirked at the chaos he had just caused. The referee, stunned by the interference, started arguing with Jay on the outside.

Meanwhile, inside the ring, Alba Fyre, unaware of what had just transpired, looked confused when she didn't hear the third count. She rose to her feet, noticing the commotion outside the ring. Just as she began to move toward the ropes to see what was going on, Isla Dawn slipped into the ring from behind.

The crowd gasped as Dawn, a known associate of Stunning Jay in Judgment Day, stalked her stablemate. Fyre, sensing something was wrong, turned around, but it was too late. Isla Dawn delivered her finisher, a brutal Call of the Quarters, planting Fyre onto the mat with authority.

Rhea Ripley, slowly getting to her feet, saw the opportunity before her. She didn't hesitate. As the referee was tossed back into the ring by Jay, Ripley scooped up the lifeless body of Alba Fyre, hoisting her onto her shoulders and hitting the Riptide with emphatic force. She quickly covered Fyre, hooking the leg.

The referee, still confused from the earlier interference, had no choice but to make the count.

Referee: One! Two! Three!

The bell rang, signaling the end of the match, and the arena was filled with a mix of boos and stunned silence.

Samantha Irvin: Here is your winner, and the NEW JWF Women's International Champion, Rhea Ripley!

Ripley stood up, still slightly dazed from the match, but a wicked smile spread across her face as she realized she had just won the title. She was handed the championship belt, which she raised high above her head.

But the night wasn't over yet.

Stunning Jay and Isla Dawn entered the ring, flanking Ripley. Jay grabbed a microphone, his smirk growing wider as the crowd continued to boo.

Jay: Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to the newest member of Judgment Day... Rhea Ripley!

The crowd's boos intensified as Stunning Jay stood in the center of the ring, microphone in hand, with a victorious Rhea Ripley and Isla Dawn by his side. Rhea smirked, her newly won JWF Women's International Championship draped proudly over her shoulder. The scene in the ring was one of dominance, a clear message to the entire JWF roster.

As Jay's words echoed through the arena, the Judgment Day theme music began to play, signaling the arrival of the faction's other members. Aiden Ryker and Karrion Kross made their way down the ramp, their expressions cold and calculated. The two men joined their stablemates in the ring, completing the fearsome ensemble.

Karrion Kross stood beside Rhea, giving her an approving nod as Aiden Ryker clapped his hands, mocking the crowd's dismay. The five members of Judgment Day now stood united in the center of the ring, their collective presence a formidable sight. The camera panned over the group, showing the unified front of power and menace.

Jay, still holding the microphone, turned toward Rhea, offering her a slight nod of respect.

Jay: Judgment Day just got a whole lot stronger. And to everyone in the back? You've been put on notice. This is what happens when you cross us. This is the fate that awaits anyone who dares to stand in our way.

Aiden Ryker stepped forward, taking the microphone from Jay, his voice low and menacing.

Aiden: It doesn't matter who you are or what you've accomplished. When Judgment Day comes for you, there's no escape. Rhea Ripley is proof that we're unstoppable.

Karrion Kross, standing stoically, added in his signature chilling tone.

Karrion: This is just the beginning. The darkness is spreading, and there's nothing anyone can do to stop it.

The crowd continued to boo, but there was an undeniable sense of fear in the air. The five members of Judgment Day stood tall, with Rhea Ripley as the newest champion in their ranks. The message was clear: Judgment Day was more dominant than ever, and they were ready to take over the JWF by any means necessary.

As the segment came to a close, the camera zoomed in on Rhea Ripley, her smirk as icy as ever, as she raised the Women's International Championship high above her head once more.

After making their dominant statement, Judgment Day stood tall in the ring, the members exchanging satisfied looks. Stunning Jay, Aiden Ryker, Karrion Kross, Isla Dawn, and the newly crowned Rhea Ripley reveled in the chorus of boos from the crowd. Jay, sensing it was time to move on, signaled to the group.

Jay: Alright, Judgment Day, our work here is done. Let's go.

With that, Judgment Day began to exit the ring, their theme music playing as they made their way up the ramp. Rhea Ripley paused for a moment at the top of the ramp, turning to face the crowd once more, holding her newly won JWF Women's International Championship high before disappearing backstage with the rest of her stable.

Isla Dawn, however, remained in the ring, her eyes locked on the entrance ramp.

The arena's lights dimmed, and a new theme music hit the speakers. The fans erupted into cheers as the familiar sounds of Iyo Sky's entrance music filled the arena. The atmosphere shifted from tense to electric as the former champion made her way out from the back.

Iyo Sky, with a determined expression on her face, strode down the ramp, her eyes locked on Isla Dawn in the ring. She knew the stakes were high-at Lady of The Ring, she would face Isla for the JWF Undisputed Women's Championship, and this contract signing was the final step before their showdown.

Iyo entered the ring, where a table had already been set up with the contract resting in the center. She grabbed a microphone from the edge of the table and turned to face Isla Dawn, who stood her ground on the opposite side of the table. Isla's smirk widened as she casually placed her championship belt on the table beside the contract.

Isla: Iyo, you should've stayed out of this. But now that you've forced my hand, I'm going to enjoy putting you down once and for all.

Iyo Sky, not intimidated in the slightest, stepped forward, raising her microphone to respond.

Iyo: Isla, you may be holding that championship now, but at Lady of The Ring, I'm taking it back. You can talk all you want, but when that bell rings, there's only one person who's going to walk out with that title-and it's not you.

The tension in the ring was palpable as the two women stared each other down. Isla chuckled, clearly amused by Iyo's confidence.

Isla: You've got guts, I'll give you that. But guts won't be enough to save you from what's coming. Judgment Day is inevitable, and so is my victory.

Without breaking eye contact, Isla reached for the contract on the table, flipping through the pages before signing her name with a flourish. She slid the contract across the table toward Iyo, who took a moment to glance over it. Then, with a determined expression, Iyo signed her name as well.

With the contract signed, the official made his way into the ring, taking the document from the table. But the tension between the two women didn't ease. In fact, it only grew more intense as they stared each other down across the table.

Isla picked up her championship, holding it up to Iyo's face.

Isla: This is the closest you'll ever get to holding this championship again.

Iyo, unfazed, smirked and leaned in closer.

Iyo: We'll see about that.

The two women were now face-to-face, their animosity boiling over. The crowd was on the edge of their seats, anticipating a brawl, but the two competitors maintained their composure, knowing that the real fight would happen at Lady of The Ring.

With the contract signed and the tension at its peak, Iyo Sky turned to leave the ring, but Isla Dawn wasn't done yet. As Iyo made her way to the ropes, Isla suddenly lunged forward, grabbing her by the arm and spinning her around.

Before anyone could react, Isla went for a cheap shot, trying to catch Iyo off guard. But Iyo was ready-she blocked the strike and retaliated with a quick slap to Isla's face, sending her stumbling back. The crowd erupted as the two women quickly descended into a full-blown brawl.

Punches and kicks were exchanged as the two tore into each other, the contract signing descending into chaos. Security quickly rushed down the ramp, sliding into the ring to separate the two. However, their efforts were in vain as Iyo and Isla continued to fight through the attempts to pull them apart.

Iyo managed to break free from the security's grasp, diving at Isla and taking her down to the mat. The crowd roared in approval as the two women rolled around the ring, trading blows. Eventually, it took more security personnel to finally drag them apart, with Iyo being pulled toward the ropes while Isla was held back near the turnbuckle.

The scene was chaotic, with the crowd chanting for Iyo as she struggled against the security holding her back. Isla, seething with anger, shouted threats at Iyo, vowing to make her pay at Lady of The Ring.

Finally, the security managed to escort Iyo Sky out of the ring, pulling her up the ramp as she continued to shout back at Isla. The crowd's cheers followed Iyo as she made her way backstage, leaving Isla Dawn fuming in the ring, her championship still firmly in her grasp.

As the dust settled, it was clear that the upcoming match at Lady of The Ring would be one of the more intense and personal battles of the event. The stage was set, and both women were ready to give it their all for the Undisputed Women's Championship.