𝐀𝐄𝐖 𝐃𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐄: 𝟎𝟕.𝟎𝟐.𝟐𝟓.

Everyone inside the Toyota Arena came to their feet as Mercedes Moné successfully defended her TBS Championship against Mina Shirakawa. Some overjoyed, some upset that Mina didn’t come out victorious. However once the current AEW Women’s World Champion slipped into the ring, checking on her friend, Mercedes took the opportunity to strike. Using her TBS Championship after sliding back into the ring, she struck Storm in the back of the head. There was a brief flurry of punches to Toni as well, a couple stray shots landed on Shirakawa. After being satisfied with the offensive attack, Moné moved towards the fancy table that had been set up ringside—Luther still stood behind the table, eyes gazing at the approaching woman. Mercedes eyed the cake that was brought for her 100th match, picking it up carefully and taking a large lick of the frosting with a smile. Once it had been returned to the table, the CEO eyed the glass of champagne also placed on the table. Picking it up and raising it to her lips, she took a small sip before throwing the liquid all over Luther. There was a blanket of boos that moved around the Ontario crowd as Moné turned on her heel and back walking back towards the ramp. Naturally, Mercedes took the time to talk shit towards the camera—making it known that this was her time and she intended to walk out of All In with the AEW Women’s World Championship. Mercedes wore an arrogant smirk upon her lips, feeling confident, like she was on top of the world.

However that smirk was wiped off of her face immediately when the notes of ‘King’ by Lilith Czar played across the arena’s sound system. Slowly Moné turned so that she was facing the stage area as none other than California’s own Fallon Sinclair. Everyone inside the Toyota Arena exploded to their feet—Ontario being essentially a hometown crowd for The Duchess. There was a bright smile that curved along her pinkish-nude lips. She’d gotten a few highlights to brighten up her brunette hair and was adorned in a red top—chains acting as string to hold the front together as well as chains on either side, showing off a decent amount of cleavage. There were silver spikes sticking out from the material and it was accompanied by black leather shorts. She looked out to her hometown crowd with that same smile upon her lips. For a moment, she just soaks in the love from her people, her hometown of Rancho Cucamonga not too far from here.

Finally, the music faded into the background and left the cheering and excitement of the crowd to be heard in full force. One of Sinclair’s finely manicured hands held a microphone, the AEW logo prominently shown off. Chants of her name began to erupt throughout the arena. “Ontario is showing lots of love for their hometown girl!” Ian spoke, the camera still fixed on Fallon. “I mean, who wouldn’t love this young lady? Not to mention the other two from here are.. questionable let’s just say that.” Taz spoke, a soft chuckle being heard immediately after. Finally, Fallon brought the microphone up to her lips and began to speak. “What up Ontario?!” Her voice rang out, which was immediately met with a loud reaction from everyone in attendance. “Man, it’s always amazing to be home—even after all these years it still feels like my first time coming home as a professional wrestler.” She paused, taking a short breath before continuing. “It means something a little more than that tonight, coming here to celebrate AEW’s three hundredth episode.. it’s insane. This company started as a dream between a group of friends, so, to see where we’ve taken it—where all of you have taken us. It’s incredible.” Another loud influx of applause filled the Toyota Arena, the evening full of surprises and most importantly celebration.

“Now, if you’ll bare me, I have a little business to attend to,” she paused for a moment and finally averted her gaze to both Mercedes Moné who still stood at the end of the ramp and Toni Storm who—with the assistance of Mina Shirakawa—was coming back up from the attack of Moné just moments prior. Lifting her free hand she wiggled her fingers in a wave to both women. “hello ladies. I’ve seen you going tit for tat, we’ve had a couple of encounters but above that? I’ve heard every single word that has left your mouths about me.” Fallon’s gaze never wavered from this straight line, keeping both women in her line of sight. “So, what better place than in front of my people to address it all hm? I’ve had various comments from the two of you claiming that I’ve gone soft. Hm.” Everyone in the crowd booed that notion, which earned a light chuckle from Sinclair. “Let me just start with you, Toni darling,” she mocked the accent of Storm for a moment before continuing. “when I stood in your face at Dynasty and told you that I was coming for you, that I was coming after the prize I haven’t held in years, you had fear in your eyes. Let us remember who ran away to the supposed ‘big league’ because she didn’t want to tango with the likes of me. I guess you could say that your time there was about as humiliating as a pie to the face.” Immediately the crowd reacted to the dig, noting the reason that caused Toni to leave that place when she had.

“Mercedes, you and I haven’t been personally acquainted between those ropes yet, but that time is looming. You said you’ve seen clips and matches of my past and that now I couldn’t possibly be capable of those feats. I’ve seen you running around with that TBS Championship and calling yourself the best champion to ever carry that belt—but we all now that distinction belongs on my résumé. All you have to do is a little research, because the story I endured in pursuit of that championship and the match that I won it in, they made history. They altered the wrestling world and captivated the entire wrestling community. I don’t take that lightly and while yes, you’ve had your fair share of headlines too.. I never had to drag myself through the demeaning process of being second fiddle to any bitch to make my name a household one.”

Everyone cheered as Sinclair’s words became more fiery, more stern in tone. “I guess that’s one thing you both have in common, you had the dream of ‘sports entertainment’ and when that machine chewed you up and spit you out? You came here. You both came to All Elite Wrestling—a house that my blood, my sweat and my tears helped craft. You two wanna speak about paving the way for women, let’s address the fact that had it not been for me, you both would be trying to desperately find places to exist in this world.” Fallon took a few steps before her attention moved back to her opponents for All In. “Now that we cleared that up, let’s get to the real juicy comments shall we?!” She asked, looking out at the crowd again for a moment and seeing them all cheer and applaud. “You’ve both had so many things to stay about how I’m spending my time, about the fact that I stand by my man and I guess that makes me more concerned about his business than this match at All In..” the camera showed Mercedes nodding, running her mouth though the camera that couldn’t necessarily be heard. Toni’s reaction was more stoic, just looking up towards the stage with a largely unreadable expression. “First of all, I don’t need to run my daily routine by either of you. I can be so many places that it makes your head spin.”

Fallon turned a little on her heel and walked back in the opposite direction than she just did. “Second of all, anyone that has ever come into contact with me knows how I operate. Sure, the list of people that’s extended to went from four to one, but that doesn’t change the mentality. My entire career has been me supporting the people I love and simultaneously being the boss bitch I am. Simultaneously gaining success in my own place and simultaneously breaking any barrier put in my face.” Again the Ontario crowd cheered loudly, firmly in the corner of their hometown girl. “..but I will say it’s a little rich that you two of all people have so many thoughts about me and my man.” She began, taking a breath with a brief little chuckle coming from her lips. “I mean, Toni didn’t know what a personality was until she started getting dicked down by a man with one,” Storm’s eyes widened, jaw tightening as the crowd reacted to the line. Moné had turned and cackled at the misfortune of Toni Storm but that didn’t last too long. “I don’t know why you’re over there cackling like a hyena Mercedes, I mean we’ve all seen the posts over the past couple months. You have so much to say about my relationship but you’ve got a new dick to suck every two weeks. I mean, I can’t wait to see who the next one is!” Fallon began to cackle now, the face of Moné had gone from incredibly amused to pure anger. She was mumbling words under her breath as her eyes narrowed their gaze on Sinclair.

“So, circling back to the main point of this entire thing, All In: Toni Storm defends her AEW Women’s World Championship against Mercedes Moné and Fallon Sinclair. One of the biggest events we have—an honor to the event that started it all and when that bell rings it’s second time? Fallon Sinclair will be a two-time AEW Women’s World Champion and you two? You’ll have an incredible downfall. Toni’s gonna be relegated to TV movies and Mercedes is gonna medal the worst luck, dropping all of those titles one by one and you know who you’re gonna have to thank? The Duchess herself. Cherish these last moments before I take back everything I’ve built and I take it to the fucking moon.”

Fallon gently tosses the microphone to the stage below while ‘King’ by Lilith Czar began to play once again. She wore a smirk on her face as the shot of both Toni and Mercedes followed—both women scowling as they gazed at the woman stood on the stage.