HISTORY

The Ultimate Glory that changed HISTORY!!!
Ultimate Glory 2: Dangerous by Design
New York, NY
2/7/11

Standing in the gorilla position, I had a million thoughts running through my head. I was about to stun the world by entering the World Heavyweight Championship Open Invitational. Never in the history of the promotion has there EVER been a female Champion.

I was looking to change that.

Corey Casey was the first one to be introduced. Standing there watching Corey as he looked around the cell that incased the ring. His ego was out of check, and I really couldn’t wait to knock him back down to reality. Bobby O’Day was standing across from him; the kid was sitting his sights to high. Guess the same thing could be said about me.

Flex Rogers was standing in the corner. Flex and I were close, but even he had no idea I was about to throw my own name into the championship mix. Flex had some serious skills, and it’s really would be a great thing for him to win the belt. But even he wouldn’t stop me from achieving my goal. I loved Flex, and if he was smart he’ll stay away from me.

And wrapping up the bags of broken dreams was ZIF. He was all about jokes, everyone saw a cocky kid. I saw ZIF as the wildcard. He was unpredictable, and would put his body through hell if it meant he could walk out of here with the world championship.

The stage hand threw up five fingers, letting me know everything passed his checklist and in five few seconds I would be taking the first steps to change the outlook of NLWF. I would be sitting the bar pretty high for every diva in this game.

Christa Dudley
“AND Introducing last …”

It was go time!

How Many Licks by Lil Kim hit the PA system and the crowed went into a screaming frenzy! I stepped out on to the stage, and stood there in the sea of pyro. My ‘Miss Champion’ sparkling jacket was on full bling. The flashbulbs were almost blinding as I pulled off my matching chaps and tossed em into the crowed.

Christa Dudley
“Weighing in at 143 pounds and healing from Newark New Jersey … The Fatal Attraction … LOCA ROCSI!!!”

I start my slow and seductive walk down the ramp blowing a few kisses, and smirks as the men of the crowed go wild, and the ladies boo and curse at me. I could see all four men standing in there ring had there eyes locked on me. Flex almost shit himself. I stopped at the bottom of the ramp, just as the song drops the beat and Lil Kim begins moaning over the PA. I begin to playfully tease everyone by running my hand all over my body before I hold up my hand sending the fans in a boo storm. I then begin to slowly enter the cage and make my walk up the steel steps and across the ring apron while keeping a sultry smile on my face, I grabbed the ropes and did a slow backward roll into the ring, sticking my ass out, and giving it a little shake to get the crowed amped.

Turning around I saw the looks of four men looking to make an example out of me

The locked the cage behind me, and signaled for the bell. Time to show these people I WAS FOR REAL! While everyone was sizing everyone up, I decided I was good! Fuck sizing them up, I was there to make a fucking statement. I charged across the ring and ran right through Flex Rogers! This was a war, there is no love when it comes to war. After the spear, I hit Flex with a shot right in the liver. Pain was screamed at me!

Flex Rogers
“What the fuck?!”

Flex whispered to me, as I did a handstand in the corner and wrapped my legs on the turnbuckle to pull myself up. I gave a quick look to make sure Flex didn’t move. I brought my legs up to the top rope all in what looked like a flawless move unfolding. I ended that stunner by driving my feet straight down into the face of Flex.

I felt the bones of his nose shatter

Flex was out cold, and the bottom of his face was donned in a crimson bandanna. I bowed over and gave him a kiss on his forehead.

Loca Rocsi
“The title means more”

That’s when I made my first mistake. I got caught up in emotion, a deadly mistake inside this cell. There were no rules. You had to survive anything if you had any shot at escaping. My head snapped back as Corey pulled my hair.

Corey Casey
“So you wanna play with the big boys?”

He pulled my head under his arm and dropped me head first with a reverse DDT! The back of my head smacked the ring. It hurt like a motherfucker! I rolled around in pain, Corey got up to his feet and Bobby made a run at Corey, but CC was a step ahead and Bobby’s own momentum sent him crashing into the steel. He looked like a human dart. Corey picked me up off the mat and sent me running to the ropes; bouncing back Corey nailed me with a straight kick to the jaw.

The crowed reaction said it all.

Corey was trying to make a statement and it was starting to piss me off.

He grabbed my hair to pull me back up.

I quickly shot my hand on his balls

Loca Rocsi
“Someone forgot to wear a cup. Bad move”

Cupping his balls in my hand, even the thights he wore couldn’t protect him for what came next. I closed my fist, squeezing the life out of Corey! Looking up at CC, you could see fear and brute pain pouring out of his pours. He removed his hands from my hair; I pulled my fist lower like I was milking a cow. At that point CC was paralyzed in pain, he dropped to his knees and I stumbled backwards into the ropes and soccer kicked Corey right across his face.

Bobby attempted to catch me with my back turn, but after CC’s bold move I expected it. He looked to take my head off with a picture perfect clothesline. I dropped down into a split and Bobby understood he was fucked. Popping back up, I grabbed the back of Bobby’s head and dropped down to my butt with a neck breaker.

I was in full control.

But I also knew my window was closing.

So I made the best of it. Picking CC up from his fetal position, I dropped him with a Underhook Brainbuster Suplex! A move I called Strictly Business. Rolling away from CC, I climb to the top rope and sent my self flying with a moonsault. I could feel the air being driven out of CC’s chest. Rolling off of Corey, I spotted Bobby looking under the ring for a chair. I bounced off the far ropes and cleared the ropes and used my body as a missile diving straight into Bobby driving us both into the steel cage. The move gave me a stinger, a fact I made clear rolling off of Bobby. I reached out and grab the steel cage to help me back up to my feet. Leaning against the cage, I got to my knees and started shredding Bobby’s head against the steel. I was going for blood. But what I got was a knee to the back of the head. A move that sent my face bouncing off the cage! It was from ZIF, who kept himself out of sight the entire start of the match. He quickly pulled me into his legs

ZIF
“Nice try, suga tits”

He pulled my body straight up, and drove my head straight down with a powerdriver. My head crashed down on the steel chair that Bobby dropped. The impact on the chair hurt, but it was the force of my body crashing down on my neck that almost killed me.

I quickly rolled away holding my head. But I had no where to get away to. I found myself backed against the cage. He pulled me up to a sitting position, and smiled

ZIF
“Do me a favor, just stay down after this”

He picked the chair up and threw it at me. My reaction had me catching the chair, protecting my face. Great move, but it was also just what ZIF wanted. As soon as I caught the chair, he drove his knee into the chair. I instantly felt the blood starting to drip from right under my hairline. My vision started to blur. But I could still make out ZIF as he begun to drive his fist into my head, opening the cut on my head even more.

Even Diva’s bleed

Blood begun to pour from the cut. It wasn’t until Flex made the save with a sledgehammer he grabbed from under the ring and drove it straight into the head of ZIF. Flex’s face was destroyed! He looked down at me, and the right side of my face was covered in blood. I expected him to smash my head with the hammer; instead he went to work on ZIF. A breath of relief escaped from my lungs. I whipped the blood from my face, and spotted Corey setting up a ladder in the center ring. He was making his move to the middle cage. I told my legs to stand up, but nothing help. So I began to crawl towards the ring. I used the apron to get me back to my feet. Corey was already making his climb. I rolled into the ring and stumbled towards the ladder. CC spotted me and leaped off the middle of the ladder connecting with a drop kick to my face.

The move stopped me in my tracks.

I was laid out on in the center of the ring. Corey ran off the ropes but instead of returning off the ropes he jumped up to the top rope and flipped, landing one foot across my neck and the other on my face. Corey smelt blood and went into a frenzy.

He stopped treating me like a woman and went to town.

He closed the ladder and went to the corner closes to my face. He sat on the top rope and came flying down on the ladder, driving the steel straight down on my face. It was getting hard to see with the amount of blood on my face. CC then bounced off the ropes and leap up with a cannon ball pushing the steel into my flesh a little more.

Corey picked up the ladder and set it up with me position under it. He begun to climb, Flex came into the ring and climb the other side of the ladder. The two found themselves trading punches at the top of the ladder. I watch helplessly, brushing the blood from my eyes.

They punched each other until ZIF flew into the picture using his body crashing into the ladder, sending both Flex and Corey crashing down. Corey hit the ropes and felt the ladder crash into his back. Flex flew off the ladder and hit face first against the steel. He was motionless on the outside.

ZIF picked me up off the ring his face was also covered in blood. He drove his knee into my stomach and dropped me with a pedigree. I rolled and rolled until I found my self falling to the outside of the ring. I didn’t stop until I hit the cage. ZIF pulled the ladder off of CC and set it back up. He picked Corey back up off the ring, and he looked to throw him out of the ring, but Corey started throwing punches. ZIF was stunned, until CC bounced off the ropes and dropped him with a clothesline.

CC went back up the ladder; he should have known better that a clothesline wouldn’t keep ZIF down. ZIF grabbed his leg, and CC begun kicking him in the face, Corey then pushed off the ladder and caught ZIF with a falling fameasser. I grabbed the chair that was next to me, and slide it into the ring. I rolled in behind it, but I was a little late as Corey had my chair in his hand. As soon as I got to my feet he sent me back down with a chair shot! My vision started to get worse; he drove the chair straight down into my face. My head feel to the side, and I saw the devil himself as CC picked the chair up again.

A tear fell down my face.

Loca Rocsi
“You win.”

But my whisper wasn’t being listening to as he again drove the chair down on my face. Almost instantly I felt pain from my face, and then everything went black. I don’t know what happened after that. I didn’t even know how long I was out for. But when I opened my eyes, I saw all four men fighting it out inside the middle cage.

It took a few moments to get my feet from under me. As soon as I was back up, I stumbled into the corner. Looking up, I saw ZIF super kicking Flex, sending him falling back into the ring and crashing down on a pile of glass that was all around the ring. I came off the corner and stumbled to the ladder that was still set up. I began dragging my body up the ladder.

Corey and ZIF was in the middle of a war as I started my climb

Pain was screaming from my body with every rung I climb. I pulled myself into the middle of the cage. CC was holding the cage to keep himself on his feet. ZIF began driving his head into the cage. I rolled to my feet. I spun ZIF around and with every ounce of strength I had, power bombed ZIF back into the first cage, the back of his head clipped the ladder. The impact against the glass and the ring, told me ZIF was out cold.

Just like I was a few moments ago

Me and Corey were standing face to face. Are faces were covered in blood.

We both looked up at the 3rd Cell.

That final stage.

My body screamed in exhausting pain. Corey saw weakness and he grabbed a barb wire wrapped bat and charged at me. I was slow to react, and instantly went into defense mode. I threw my arms over my head and caught the blow with my elbows. The barbwire tour into my flesh, I literally though I was going to die from the pain. Then Corey pulled the bat away. The flesh went with it!

I couldn’t believe how much pain I was in

Fighting the erg to blackout again, I folded into a ball. That didn’t stop him from repeating the blow with the bat. Only difference, he was now ripping my flesh from my back! He kept hammering away, and my body quickly went into ‘fight or flight’ mode. I brought my hands on Corey’s boots, blood dripping all over the boot.

He kept hammering

I kept going

I started to climb up to his waist, he begun to drive the bat into my head. But I didn’t stop climbing. It was the pain that made me alter my gameplan. I quickly hooked his legs and used my body weight to send us both crashing onto the glass covered ring. The crowed stood on there feet and cheered

The New York Crowed
“HOLY SHIT … HOLY SHIT … HOLY SHIT”

Rolling on top of the glass didn’t really faze me. I rolled around right up to the moment Flex slid a steel pipe in his knee pad and drove it into my head via punt kick! Blood came spitting out of my mouth.

That was the second time I passed out

When I woke up, I was face first on the glass. I opened my eyes and saw the glass covered in blood. I put the palm of my hands down on the glass and pull myself up off the glass. In the same breath, forcing shards of glass into the palm of my hands. I got myself up to my feet. Three men were already going to battle in the middle cage.

I climb rung by rung of the ladder that was set up in the center of the ring. I couldn’t believe I moved up the ladder. I was covered in blood, and I would have scars for the rest of my life. But I kept going. I kept chasing that championship

Entering the middle cage, it was clear everyone was exhausted. But no one was ready to quit yet. ZIF was handing above the middle cage with Flex trying to pull him down. Corey was catching his breath against the cage. ZIF couldn’t hold on any longer, but instead of showing that fact he let go of the cage and caught Flex with a great Hurrincarana! The move sent Flex flipping into the air and falling straight down to the ring.

Corey was on his feet

Corey Casey
“Blood looks good on you”

Smug bastard

Loca Rocsi
“Why are you still talking?”

He made the first move.

He charged at me, and did what I expect him to do. We went for the spear, what he found was a DDT. I rolled away from him, and slowly got back to my feet. I thought I had a free pass to the 3rd and final cage.

I forgot about ZIF

Climbing up the side of the middle cage, I was getting closer to the entrance, using every last ounce of strength to climb towards it. ZIF ran up the side of the cage and came back with a spinning heel kick that connected to my ribs. I fell on the cage, inches from falling straight to the ring. He wrapped his legs around my neck. I quickly got to my knees with ZIF on my shoulders. He was trying to lock in the move, right up until I dropped backwards sending him crashing down to the ring. My legs were stuck inside the cage and I was hanging upside down over the ring.

I looked like a bloody piñata

Bobby O’Day didn’t miss a beat as he swung at my head with a ladder. He connected a few times, before I was able to muster up the strength to sit up into the middle cage. I laid on the steel holding my head, out the corner of my eye I spotted Bobby coming to join the party in the middle cage. I had to brush the feeling of my head exploding and get back to my feet. I pulled myself up like a dog; CC drove his boot right into my ribs. He was trying to push me down to the ring.

He backed up and kicks me again.

And then again

He backed up to deliver his final knee, but instead of meeting my ribs, I caught his foot and pushed him back into the cage. I crawled towards CC but ended up getting pulled into a powerbomb. The cage sank from the impact, but it held together. Bobby picked me back off the floor, this time he position me in front of the entrance. The heels of my feet were hanging on to nothing but air. He was planning to powerbomb me back into the ring.

Fear again took over me

I pulled up with all my strength and sent Bobby up and over my back. I fell down to my knees and listened to his body hitting the canvas. I took a short breath, and quickly stumbled over to Corey. He was already getting back to his feet. I slap him into motion and held him in the hold for a few seconds, savoring this moment.

Loca Rocsi
“Enjoy the ride Corey”

I then finish it off, hitting Corey with the ‘Double Dip’. Laying on the steel I looked up at the final cage. I rolled around and saw no one standing in my way. I was surrounded by broken bodies. I began to climb up to the 3rd cage. Flex saw me making the climb; he used what was left in his tank and gave chase. He was climbing up the ladder while carrying another one. He tossed the extra ladder into the middle cage. While he was setting it up, I was pulling myself into the 3rd cage.

I was that much closer to my dream

I sat up and Flex was standing a few feet away from me.

Flex Rogers
“I’m winning that championship, Babe”

Loca Rocsi
“You’re going to have to kill me for it”

Flex Rogers
“You should have never entered this cage”

We were standing there, covered in blood. I felt heartbreak even though I felt the same way. Our relationship was over at that very moment. We slowly stumbled towards each other.

Flex Rogers
“It was fun … Ill miss you Loca”

I slap him across the face. It was enough to stun him as soon as he turned his head. I was already in the motion. I nailed him with a Sitout Facebuster! Followed it up with a moonsault off of the side of the cage. I was so close, and I was catching that little extra edge. I decided I was going to put Flex down for good and finish this.

I picked him up off the cage, and put him in the position.

But Flex wasn’t lifeless. He pulled away and drove his foot into my gut. He put me between his legs. He was looking for the ‘Up in Smoke’ Something I couldn’t allow to happen. I threw my legs up and nailed Flex with the ‘Only in your dreams’ As I sat up I had another idea.

I picked Flex up off the cage, and without hesitation I threw him back down to the center of the ring. The sound of the impact told me Flex was out of the picture. I quickly climb to the outside of the 3rd cage.

I just had to climb down to the floor, and I would be the new World Heavyweight Champion

I wasn’t alone.

Corey Casey was standing right behind me.

Corey Casey
“You fought the good fight. Now it’s over”

Loca Rocsi
“It doesn’t end until I reach that floor”

This time I made the first move. I went to drop CC with a sucker punch, But CC tossed glass into my face. I turned my head, but the damage was done. Corey threw me on his shoulders and took me down with a Death Valley Driver. The impact took the fight right out of me. He scrapped me off the cage and hit the “Purifier” I started to black out again. I did whatever I could to stay awake. I rolled my head and watched as CC posed as he stood at the edge of the cage. I also saw ZIF spinning CC around and hitting CC with his trademark.

Then everything went black for a few minutes

Opening my eyes I expected to see EMT’s around me. What I got was beaten and bloody bodies. Corey, ZIF, and Bobby were all down. I sat up, and the entire arena was spinning. I rolled to all floors, and saw Flex was still down and out in the center of the ring.

The match was still going

I had a chance.

And a golden opportunity.

I stumbled over to the edge of the cage, and then I saw him.

Corey was up to his feet and weighing his options. He saw me going over the edge. He was thinking about how bad he really wanted that belt. He made his choice; he was going to throw himself over the edge. I pulled myself up on to the cage.

Loca Rocsi
“COREY!”

CC stop in his tracks and turned to see me charging straight at him. I screamed at the top of my lungs. I put everything behind my sprint. My face showed my furiousness, and I saw fear in the eyes of Corey. I cleared the entire top cage in seconds, and Corey made a choice.

He choose to move out of the way of my speeding train.

Instead of hitting CC, he used my momentum against me and sent me flying over the edge. I felt like I was flying as I saw the entrance ramp getting closer and closer. In a last ditch effort, I rolled my body in hopes to take the hard bump

But it didn’t help

I hit the ramp at full force. It felt like I crashed straight into cement.

DING DING DING

Christa Dudley
“Here is your winner! The New World Heavyweight championship! GIVE IT UP FOR THE FIRST FEMALE WORLD CHAMPION! LOCA ROCSI!”

It was over

I did the impossible

I changed HISTORY!

The EMT’s were all over me, they told me they wanted me to go straight to the ER. They helped me on to the stretcher.

Loca Rocsi
“Just stitch me up, and Fill me with morphine. I’m not done for the night”

They looked at me like I was bat shit crazy. I lost insane amounts of blood, on top of everything else I manage to break, bruise, of tear away. They wheeled me towards the back, the World Heavyweight championship was on my stomach.

Loca Rocsi
“I’m serious! I’m going to win Ultimate Glory”

EMT
“You’re the champion miss Rocsi. You have nothing to prove, and you have multiple injuries.”

Loca Rocsi
“Do what you can; you got 20 minutes to do it.”

I was stone cold serious

I was going to also win the Ultimate Glory

I wasn’t done sitting the bar

I wanted another accolade

No one could stop me

The EMT’s quickly got to work.



I used to be a stripper.

I admit it

How do you explain this Brooklyn?

You look like you been through hell and back. I bet your excuse is you were apart of a match. Who are you kidding? You never went through what I had to adore becoming the first and only female world champion. You talk like you’re a hard ass, but deep down your just another bitch. That’s what I see when I look at this picture.

That’s not too bad of a TMZ picture; it’s almost like predicting the future. After Ultimate Glory, that’s exactly how you’re going to look. That is if James Shark doesn’t beat me to it. He has a history of beating up bitches. Back in the Insurgency, weren’t you arrested for whopping your girlfriend’s ass?

At least we know where that relationship is heading

I was a stripper Brooklyn; as shocking as you find that, I never attempted to hide it. If I didn’t want anyone to know about it, I woulda kept that chapter out of the bio. Thanks for pointing out the obvious. I bet you were trying to hurt my feelings, to bad all you’re doing is giving me free press! You know what that is don’t you Brooklyn? It’s the whole reason you’re with James Shark.

And you were so confident!

You and you’re merry men are looking to go 0 -3 at Ultimate Glory. Shark has embarrassed you’re brother. I have a question for you Brook, how does it feel to fuck the man who well be responsible for murdering your brother! You guys call Robbie trailer park, but you’re situation is a perfect Jerry Springer episode!

It’s almost like you’re writing your own punch lines!


How’s it feel like to be the under dog? It must have been such a hard fall. At least you tried your best, you’re team wasn’t ready for the big leagues. You’re dream of being woman’s champion has been deflated. But hey at least you still got PDW! That’s your back up right Brook, you’re so confident that you created a plan B. That’s smart, it helps with disappointment.

This is fun.

Crushing dreams I guess it’s a family thing

You can ask King about how that feels

#MoneyOnHart

In case you haven’t noticed, I’m beating you with your own words, with the hint of you’re mans. You were tweeting like you won this championship, and here is my next promo. You’ve been buried! And to think I signed up for this match, to have something to do. Now I’m motivated. The last time I was this focus for a fight, I stole the show.

Consider this a repeat

We’re a few hours away from Ultimate Glory. And after this airs, there would be no doubt who is the woman’s champion. If you still believe it’s you, then you’re delirious! This match is between me and you, Sheyanne and Latoya may as well be extras to a Hollywood blockbuster.

They said there lines and faded into the background

This must be hurtful. After all you’re hard work Brook; I brushed it aside with only two pieces of work. Guess its that MAFIA movement, you’re so gangster that you can’t even win a fight! It’s really too bad Robbie already exposed there MAFIA. I could have had fun with it. I wouldn’t want to sound like a broken record.

That’s your gimmick Brooklyn

It’s the entire MAFIA family motto. Drake had everyone saying YOLO; you guys have everyone shouting MAFIA. It’s the new term for LAME! That’s the reason behind the Ninja stick, you were crying out for attention. It’s almost the same reason you took Shark back.

My bad, that was the reason you guys kissed and made up

It gives you something to tweet about, little do you realize that you just make your self look like another groupie for the 12 inch!

I just won the number one contendership

And you’ve became just another bitch

A title you enjoy a little to much!