NFW Presents: MANIFEST DESTINY II! 05/25/2021!

Thea Crawford: The following contest is a grudge match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Aurora, Illinois, she weighs in at one hundred and thirty-six pounds, she is The Leather Rebel… BREA LOMBARDI!

The opening riffs to "Leather Rebel" would play, as Brea struts to the ring, as she does a windmill-style headbang, before whipping her head back and flashing some devil horns before she runs to the ring while she is played in. Brea would stop briefly to rock out with some fans at ringside, before hopping up to the apron and dropping into a split. She rolled under the bottom rope and kipped up, before posing for the crowd as her theme fades out.


Thea Crawford: Her opponent, from West Hollywood, California, she weighs in at one hundred and sixty pounds, accompanied by Donovan Cunningham, she is The Utopian Female… ISIS

The lights go out. 'Bad' by Royal Deluxe begins to play. A single spotlight shines over the entrance. Inside the spotlight, Isis has her back turned to the camera. She turns around. Flexes. Holds her pose for a couple of seconds. Then she saunters down to the ring with the spotlights following her. Upon reaching the ring she walks up the ring steps, walks across the apron. She signals for the referee to come over to open the ropes. The ref obliges. She walks to the center of the ring, awaiting her are three full-length mirrors. The lights in the arena come alive. Isis turns around to look at herself in the mirror. She flexes to her heart's content admiring what a physical specimen she is. She turns around, drops to the mat, performs push-ups in a manner where she is simply showing off. Isis walks over to the turnbuckle, she leans back as she watches people remove the mirrors from the ring.

Andrew Payne: Alright, we are set for a rematch that both women wanted, and thanks in part to Isis being very vocal about her disappointment at being left off the show, we are getting it here tonight.

Miranda Augustino: Yea she bitched as much as her idiot boyfriend? I don’t know what the deal is with her and Minoru, but tonight I am calling a second straight victory for the redheaded rocker. Wonder where the after-party is gonna be? Don’t worry Andrew, I will make sure you’re not on the guest list.


The second that the final ding sounds, Isis fires out of the corner and rocks Brea with a massive boot to the face. Isis follows up with a vicious discus lariat turning Brea inside out and quickly covering for the first two count of the night. Isis pulls Brea up by her hair and then drives her down with a simple but very effective scoop slam. Isis follows with a standing moonsault and gets another 2 count against Brea. Isis again brings Brea up and once more shows off her power and incredible athletic ability with a picture-perfect suplex. Isis takes a second to flex and pose before she runs to the middle rope, springboards up and right into a breathtaking moonsault that sends her crashing down into the knees of Brea Lombardi. Brea rolls to the ropes pulls herself up and take a few deep breaths. Isis is slowly getting back to a knee. Brea runs in with a powerslide lariat, but Isis rolls out of the way, pops up to her feet, and hits a dropkick right on the button. Isis stays on the attack with an ax kick, then decides to flex before looking for a leaping elbow drop which gets her nothing but canvas. Brea is up once more, gets a few deep breaths, and then unloads on Isis with three quick running hip attacks, rocking the Utopian female a bit. Brea hits the ropes, charges in, and gooks Isis for the Tornado (of Souls) DDT, but the redheaded rocker is caught and Isis delivers three picture-perfect German suplexes. With Brea completely out of it, Isis continues to show off with a beautiful kip-up. Brea is brought to her feet before Isis hits the ropes behind Brea, comes back, hits the other side, and then nearly decapitates her with a bicycle kick. Isis is quick to make the cover

TWO…

THRE - KICK OUT!

Andrew Payne: Wow, Isis almost puts an end to this match fairly early, but Brea Lombardi shows her resilience.

Miranda Augustino: Damn right she does. That’s one tough ass bitch.

Isis is furious after the kick out and Donovan Cunningham is up on the apron screaming at the ref. Brea flips him off as she’s using the ropes to get to her feet. Isis charges in with another bicycle kick, but this one is ducked. Isis is hung up on the ropes and Brea pushes her over to the outside, then climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Cunningham is still screaming at the ref as his client is wiped out on the floor courtesy of a big stage dive. Donovan hops off the apron, marches over towards Brea, and starts yelling at her, talking about how she embarrassed him, he would have treated her like a queen, he’s more man than she deserves, but when he calls her a trash ass hoe, that’s when the Leather Rebel has had enough and kicks the dark-suited man low. Isis is back to her feet and takes advantage of Brea being distracted by sending her face-first into the ring post. Brea is loopy as she gets rolled back into the ring. Isis takes a bit of time to gloat on the apron until she hears Donovan yell at her to finish it as he points to the sky. Isis smirks goes to the corner and climbs up to the top rope. She takes a second to taunt once more as the crowd boos, but there are a few whistles and screams for the impressive athlete. Isis flies off the top rope with The Celestial Star Splash and eats canvas. Brea rolls out of the way at the last second, moves to the opposite corner, and pulls herself up to her feet. Isis starts to slowly sit up and that proves disastrous as Brea takes her moment to charge and connect with the massive powerslide lariat. Brea quickly makes the cover

ONE…

TWO…

THRE - KICK OUT!

Miranda Augustino: Oh come on, what the fuck ass kind of slow count was that?

Andrew Payne: Exact same count that Isis got earlier. I’ve told you time and time again, you have to be unbiased.

Brea takes a few seconds to get in some deep breaths and try to stretch and massage out the pain, but she doesn’t waste too much time, knowing she needs to stay on the attack, she uses the ropes to propel her into a seated dropkick to Isis. Brea follows with a knee drop, rolls right into the corner, and starts to go up top. Brea stands on the top rope, windmilling, pumping her fist, just going absolutely nuts before she raises both arms high, leaps off while screaming, and throws the rock horns for an absolutely gorgeous elbow drop, to the canvas. All the extra theatrics led to Isis rolling out of the way and Brea getting caught with an ax kick and another close 2 count. Isis pulls Brea up, but Brea is quick to react and grabs Isis's gear to sling her forward into the ropes. Isis is a bit rocked as Brea gets to her feet, goes to charge, and gets tripped up by Donovan Cunningham. Fortunately, the ref saw the interference and is tossing Cunningham out. Cunningham and Isis are furious as he starts yelling out random tips “Lay into that bitch” is the last thing he screams before he’s sent to the back. Brea took advantage of the confusion to get some much-needed recovery time and get into position for a roll-up that gets her a very close 2 count. Isis rolls through, pops up to her feet in a rage, and just blasts Brea with a stiff forearm as soon as the redheaded rocker gets to her feet. Brea is out on her feet as Isis pulls her in and connects with the Kneeling Side slam. Isis quickly covers

TWO…

THRE - FOOT ON THE ROPE!

Miranda Augustino: Damn, I thought the heavy metal hottie was done for there.

Andrew Payne: You me, this crowd and her opponent did as well, and wait, did you just make up a nickname for her and call her hot?

Isis takes a few breaths, then seems to mentally go over the game plan once more. She nods, takes a final deep breath, and pulls Brea up to her feet. Isis delivers three quick forearm strikes, then a snap suplex. Isis floats over and Brea kicks out at 1. Isis smirks slightly, pulls Bree up, hits her with a knee to the midsection, then a double sledge to the back before she delivers a vicious cobra clutch slam, driving Brea down into the mat. Brea kicks out at 1 once again, and Isis nods as she pulls the redheaded rocker up, hits a knee to the midsection, three forearms, and a spinning backfist to wobble Brea. Isis pulls Brea up into the fireman’s carry position and starts walking around the ring carrying her opponent. Isis stops in the middle of the ring and starts doing squats. After the third one, Brea drives an elbow into the side of Isis’s neck and transitions into a hurricanrana. With Isis shocked, Brea stays on the attack with a few quick kicks to the legs, then a big spinning heel kick. Isis is dazed and stumbling around allowing Brea to drive her face-first into the mat with a bulldog. Isis doesn’t stay down long, but when she gets to her feet she’s greeted by a superkick. Isis stumbles back into the corner and Brea follows right up with a running jumping hip attack in the corner, Isis stumbles out of the corner and Brea connects with a rope-assisted Tornado (of Souls) DDT. Brea quickly makes the cover

TWO…

THRE - KICK OUT!

Andrew Payne: Isis somehow kicking out of that beautiful and absolutely vicious DDT.

Miranda Augustino: She’s like her idiot boyfriend, just doesn’t know when to stop. I might actually like her if it wasn’t for her awful taste in men.

Brea grabs Isis by her hair and starts to pull her up, but as they reach their feet, Isis grabs Brea’s hair. There’s a little bit of trash-talking before a left hand is thrown by Brea. Isis fires back with one of her own, and then the hands start flying, lefts, rights, punches, chops, slaps, these two women do not like each other and that has never been more evident than in this absolute slugfest. Brea is tough as nails and she hangs in for a bit, but that size, power, reach, and athleticism wins out in the end. Isis hits a chop right to the throat, then another one of those devastating forearms followed by a knee to the gut that drives all the air out of Brea and puts her in position for Welcome to Dystopia. Isis drives Brea down hard and quickly makes the cover

TWO…

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Your winners as a result of a pin fall… The Utopian Female… ISIS!

Miranda Augustino: Son of a bitch. Fine, fine, she’s strong, she’s impressive. She still has shitty taste

Andrew Payne: I will agree that she is strong and impressive. She came in hungry to get her win back tonight and she certainly did, but she earned every bit of it.

Miranda Augustino: Brea Lombardi is a scrappy spitfire hot ass bitch. Tough tough lady right there.

Andrew Payne: No doubt about that, she gave Isis one hell of a fight out here and I wouldn’t mind seeing them go at it again.

Result: Via Pinfall

The lights in the arena go dark in the main hall when


comes up on the screen. There's a fade in voice as Koda Kumi's "W Face" fades in.


The screen flashes


The main tune hits and the lights come back up showing Kate on the stage in a hooded jacket with the Perseverance title around her waist, posing under the lights as the music continues. Kate flips the hood down and starts to strut down the ramp to the disapproval of the crowd. She sways with every step, an inspiration of lust as she moves.

Lips lined, beautiful

She's fine, itsumo

matou BE-RU

furimuku Everyone"

Kate looks around as she walks down the ramp, discarding her jacket as she approaches ringside in a sensuous manner, looking over the audience with a seductive look. She goes to one side of the ring and climbs on the apron giving her ass a shake at the audience.

futatsu kasanari watashi ni nareru

mite hoshii watashi to

minna ga shiranai watashi

Inside & outside, which do you like?

Yass bitch, yass bitch, yass bitch, slay

Yass bitch, yass bitch, yass bitch, slay

Yass bitch, yass bitch, yass bitch"

Kate looks over her shoulder and gives a wink out to the camera before hopping into the ring. She gives one more slow and seductive dance, pulling the Perseverance title off her waist as she dances in the ring but as the beat takes back again, she slaps her ass and yells out aggressively to the audience, holding up the Perseverance title above her. She goes to one corner and poses once more with a smirk. From the corner she calls for a mic. She jumps down as she is handed one as her music fades. Moving to the center of the ring with the Perseverance title over her shoulder. The audience boos take over the arena but she completely ignores them.

Cali-Kate: Oh yes, two very long and strenuous months to get to this date. My first title defense as the premier Perseverance champion. Never let it be said I am not a gracious champion to allow the three fucktards about to make their way down here their rightful shot. Not that any of them deserve such a chance, but that's the shit a champion goes through. It isn't a fucking thing for me personally.

Kate pauses a moment as the jeers continue to pour through.

Cali-Kate: Oh I know, I know, I shouldn't be standing here by any right. I wasn't the one climbing that structure. It fell and I recovered the title.ididn't fucking earn it. You think I don't hear the rumors just because you all are clearly fucking beneath me? You and everyone backstage vying foe this title, any title, just to add another fucking notch to their careers? No, just like every title I touch, I am the only fucking competent competitor to make a new title worth more than its proper place. Oh yes, you have your little open challenge for the US title, ripoff idea, and you have my Dark Heart with the Undisputed title, but the only title you all are actually talking about… is mine.

Kate smirks and glances at her title and shifts it before speaking again.

Cali-Kate: You talk about how much you want to see the value deal Demon King, Kasey Kash, take my head off, or the tryhard Leto-wannabe, Mister J, pound my face in, or even the current brightest day in Mayumi Tanahashi kick my fucking ass out of this building without my title.

Kate smirks devilishly and chuckles a bit, holding up a finger to the audience.

Cali-Kate: Spoiler alert: none of that is gonna happen tonight! The only thing that will happen, that will be as it basically always is, will be me, holding my title above my head for my first of many successful defenses and there is not a single fucking person who can make that prediction fail to come. I'm not just setting the bar, I'm moving it up to the level no one can achieve. I'm the gold standard of this company, of this business, the single person that everyone tries to emulate, but can never imitate.

Kate looks out over the crowd who have started a "You Suck" chant. Kate simply shrugs.

Cali-Kate: I suck? Ha! Watch me tonight then! Watch me wipe the floor with three people who will be left as nothing more than shitstains on the canvas when I'm done. Because, as ever, I'm the one who will show that I understand "perseverance" isn't just the physical toll it takes to win the title, but the mental toll to fight off multiple challengers every time this title is on the line! You aren't going to get just a fight, you're getting a fucking brawl tonight! What I can promise is that by the end of this match, not only will I earn this title again, all of you will finally be forced to accept that only one thing stands supreme, that the House wins every time! Game Start, bitch!

Kate drops the mic and kicks it out of the way before moving to her corner as she awaits her opponents.

Thea Crawford: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a Fatal Fourway for the NFW Perseverance Championship! Standing in the ring at this time, from Laguna Beach, California, weighing in at 136lbs. She is the NFW Perseverance Champion...CALI-KATE!!





As the song starts up the lights in the arena pulse to the bass of the song, as the bass drops, Kasey walks out through the curtain with a lit cigarette in his mouth, before holding his arms out wide as Thea Crawford makes their introduction.

Thea Crawford: Currently making his way to the ring, from Canberra, Australia, weighing in at one hundred and sixty-five pounds... Kasey Kash!

Kasey starts to make his way down the ramp, trash talking fans that try and start shit with him as he makes his way to the ring, after which he would either flip them off, or if they really deserved it, he would flick the smoke into the fans face, before he would then slide under the bottom rope and go to a corner, sitting down and waiting for the bell to ring.

Thea Crawford: From the Legionverse….weighing in at 265lbs...THIS...IS….MISTER...JAAAAAY!!!!

The Lights in the Arena cut out as the video screen flickers on. A figure in a black robe is carrying a silver torch, as he walks down a path. In his pocket his passage piece for the Legion as he continued his walk seeing the other three had already arrived at the site. He tosses his torch down onto the flames as the silver joins the blue and the orange to make something unique. He flicks a coin across to the woman standing near a chest, as the screen blacks out. The slow omnious piano begins playing as a large figure appears on the stage rising from below the stage. The woman he flicked the coin to comes out smirking as Oh Death by Jen Titus begins playing. The sirens begin glowing red, as Legion pulls the cloak off her Guardian Mister J, as he steps forward. Pyros go off as she stands next to him, then she points, and he begins a slow walk.

Oh, Death

Oh, Death

Won't you spare me over another year?

Legion follows in tow, as he looks at whoever is in the ring. Mister J continues his walk down to the ring, as Legion continues to watch. Danae and Kassandra watch from the stage as Mister J turns and begins climbing the stairs. Legion goes to her place at ringside, as she watches him get into the ring. She simply points to the corner she is at, and he moves back first into it as the voice singing says…

My name is Death and the end is here...

He stands waiting for his opponent.

Thea Crawford: From Tokyo Japan, weighing in at 105lbs!!! She is...THE SKY CHILD...MAYUMI...TANAHASHI!!!!!

Pink and green lights begin to rapidly flash along to the sounds of BABYMETAL's Megitsune. As the first lyrics begin, Mayumi Tanahashi bursts through the curtain and spins around, showing off her ring jacket with the large wings. As the music kicks up, Mayumi runs forward, her arms outstretched to high five anyone who can reach her. She runs and slides into the ring, going almost all the way across. She looks at the camera with a wide smile and blows a kiss before she hops to her feet, goes to the corner and gives a wave to the crowd. She leaps off the second rope with a moonsault and lands back in the middle of the ring, stretching her arms out as the lights dim and her wings light up bright white.

~DING DING DING~

With all four opponents in the ring, Cali-Kate hands her title to the official and smirks.She mockingly states that it is only a temporary parting. This seemingly gets under the skin of “Sky Child” Mayumi Tanahashi, who charges the Champion with an uncharacteristic burst of anger. Obviously the young Joshi Prodigy still blamed Cali-Kate for the fall of her hero Super Tiger. What a boon it would be if Mayumo was the one to topple the current Champion, revenge and then some. Kate did not take to this impudence well, reversing Mayumi’s attack return to sender the younger less experienced wrestler flying her way across the ring. From his perch on the ringpost Mr. J laughs so loud the camera catches it obviously jeering, seeming content to let the women wear themselves out. This leaves him totally open however to attack, as Kasey Kash had climbed up the ring steps and just bodily hurls himself into J, sending them both crashing into the ring in spectacular fashion. When the camera swings around to follow the fall it catches Kasey doing everything he can to jam his knees into Mr. J’s face with J having very little success in stopping him.

The match is off to a hectic and chaotic start, as the camera pans back around to Kate and Mayumi. Cai-Kate is doing her level best to show Mayumi up, matching her move for move. Kate gets a hip attack in, whipping Mayumi into the corner and rushing in after. The young woman refuses to give in though, popping back to her feet in what seems like a flash. Mayumi gets her feet up on the ring post and comes flying off with some type of spinning cross body that would thrill the likes of Super Tiger of old. The audience certainly pops for it. Kate gets sent to the mat, and Mayumi is possibly too quick with the cover as Cali-Kate just powers her way right out of it seemingly offended. Mayumi’s dismay doesn’t get a chance to last long as Kate kicks her away from the mat and rushes up to her feet, stomping Mayumi down. Pointing and laughing at her all the while just continuing to fan the flames of their mutual hatred. With Kate promising an end to Mayumi’s short career as she again tosses Mayumi into the corner to feed her double knees. Again Mayumi shouts her defiance and catches Kate with a lightning fast Enziguri.

Andrew Payne: “To say these two aren’t friends is an understatement of truly epic proportions. With Mayumi’s brother and Kate’s boyfriend, Challenger Minoru Tanahashi and Champion Anton Crowly duking it out later tonight. It’d be a real victory if Mayumi can win here and you can tell she wants to.”

The camera rolls around again away from the Champion and Sky Child, to find J and Kasey now brawling on the outside of the ring. It seems their scuffle had landed them outside of the ropes. J is in control, slamming the self proclaimed asshole’s head into the barricade. J wrenches Kash up and Exploder Suplexes him right into the ring apron. Kasey goes crashing to the floor yowling, down but not out. J smirks and beats his chest with a roar, motioning the belt around his waist and screaming that he’ll take every one of them out single handedly if he has to. His boasting costs him though, taking too long to stalk over to the ring side had allowed Kasey to fish out a light tube from under the ring. Mr. J catches it right across the bonce, where it shatters spectacularly and busts him right open. Kash charges the bigger man, flinging himself into J’s torso and slamming his back frantically against the railing. J does the only thing he really can and starts beating his big meaty claws across Kash’s back, trying to force the smaller dude to let him go. Kasey gets one last slam in before J grabs him under the arms and just flings him aside like a ragdoll. A bloody Mr. J marches his way over to the side of the ring and starts digging under it, looking for his own weapon to force Kasey to just stay down. J pulls out a chair and hefts it into the air with a snort as if deciding it would do. Out of nowhere times two, is Kasey Kash. Kash jumps up onto the ring, apron sprints over to J and leaps right into the chair, Kash however not possessing enough forethought to jump feet first instead crashes shoulder and arm into the chair. Third time’s the charm they go crashing down the steel steps in a heap, Kasey’s brilliant offense doing just about as much damage to himself as it did to Mr. J.

Miranda Augustino: “Kasey’s back, back again, tell a friend. I mean seriously before this kid injures himself and everyone else.”

Camera pan and we get back to Tanahashi and Cali-Kate, still duking it out in the ring as fiercely as both. Both Mayumi and Kate seemingly forgetting about Kash and J for the moment all together. That’s how focused on each other they are, Mayumi getting in a textbook perfect headscissor takedown. Tanahashi building up a head of steam here finally in the offense department, taking it right to Cali-Kate. Running the champion across the ring as the Maven of House Crowley attempts to get some distance. Mayumi step up drop kicks Kate face first into the ring post. Tanahashi catches up and takes the champ right on down with a corkscrew neckbreaker. Again Tanahashi quick with the cover, and this time Kate can’t muster such a violent kickout, instead getting the shoulder up and uses a quick headbutt to make Mayumi give her space. Mayumi backs off, rubbing her forehead, as Kate shakes her own head and charges to her feet. The pair trade irish whips, both trying to throw each other into the ropes. On the second try, Tanahashi ducks the whip attempt and swings her leg up and over Kate. Mayumi is going for the Tokyo Twist (Octopus Stretch)! Can she?! There’s a struggle, Cali-Kate giving her best to keep her feet under her and tug away, but Tanahashi gets that leg over and gets the step in...There it is! The Tokyo Twist is LOCKED IN! Cali-Kate is struggling, screaming, hissing and fighting to get out of it, but the young Tanahashi clings to the hold!

All hope seems to be fading for the champion, when a bloody battered steel chair becomes her unlikely savior. This means in more flowery words that Mr. J had noticed the submission predicament going on inside the ring and had seen fit to stop bashing Kasey’s ribs in long enough to dash up the stairs to hurl the chair into the ring in a desperate bid to keep Mayumi from tapping out the champion and thus keep his own championship dreams alive. By savior this means that it does break the hold, however Cali-Kate also gets just as much of a beating as Mayumi, chairs not being very well known for taking sides in a conflict after all. Mr. J ducks under the ropes and starts toward the lady pile, but not before eating Kasey Kash’s kicks. This time Kasey figured out the feet first thing, and Kash is the first up. He grabs the chair and just starts swinging and screaming, taking everyone back down again in a bullrush of insane energy. Kasey Kash is handing out chair shots like he’s the Oprah of Violence and it’s an all day charity special. Kasey finally notices that everyone was downed by his rampage and there are no more standing targets. He scrambles over to one of the fallen to make any kind of cover after hucking the chair somewhere in the general direction of away from the human carnage.

Andrew Payne: “Saved by the chair? Wow, for once it wasn’t a save by Kasey Kash. Dude’s been coming out of nowhere this entire match.”

Miranda Augustino: Like a vato on a damn crotch rocket, just ZOOM!!

Andrew Payne: “I mean, he did just lay everyone to waste right here, right now.”

Kash picks Mayumi to attempt a cover, Kasey hooks the leg but Mayumi even after a round of vicious chair shots has taken the least damage. So Mayumi kicks out at the two count, leaving Kasey pissed and frustrated. The resident asshole of NFW shoots to his feet and begins laying the stomp down on Tanahashi. He hauls Tanahashi to her feet and lays her out again with a quick and sloppy Tiger Driver '91. Obviously looking for that fast cover before anyone of the others can get to their feet. Over in the meantime Cali-Kate had been slowly getting to her feet after rolling out of the ring to get some distance. When she re-enters the ring, it is with a baseball bat in hand, the lady of House Crowley has her favorite weapon and is definitely looking to put people away! The first thing she does is crack Kash right across the back just as Mayumi kicks out at another two count. Mayumi rolls away to avoid getting into another chair shot Oprah situation. Kash and Mr. J however are left at the mercies of everyone getting a baseball to the ribs! Kash for once in his career chooses the smart path and rolls out of the ring to put some distance between him and the bat banshee. Mr. J however has rolled over to the already battered chair. He gets to his feet and uses the chair as a shield to stop the next few whirlwind blows from the bat. Smack! The sound of metal clashing as Kate uses the metal bat to finally send the chair off to the great chair beyond. It served its purpose as far as the Shield of the Hive was concerned, allowing him to close the distance and tackle Kate with a Thesz Press! Kate goes down swinging, bringing the bat down on J’s back even as he rained down mounted punches.

Andrew Payne: “Everyone seems to be gunning for the Champion today, they don’t specifically have to pin her to win, but let's face it she’s certainly not making any friends lately.”

Miranda Augustino: “Lay the fuck off Katie baby, bitches! Goddamn! There’s other people in the match!”

Andrew Payne: “Not everyone’s been talking mad trash, though.”

Before long Kate manages to shuck the big guy off with a ringing blow to the head and lay waste to him with the bat. J for his part rolls around in pain, keeping his head as covered as possible to make any attempt to stay in the fight, already having had his gord bashed the once and it was enough for him. Mr. J lashes out with a strong kick and takes Cali-Kate’s feet out from under her, scrambling up and leaping for the bat; he wrenches it out of her hands and throws it out of the ring. With the weapons no longer providing him a sole advantage they were best left to the wayside. Kate does her best to stand up to Mr. J’s anger, but he delivers a kick to the gut that has her crumbled up, before tossing her around the ring with a series of suplexes. Even as bloody and bruised as he is, Mr. J’s size and strength cannot be overstated, and he makes the tiny Champion look like a toy in the ring, obviously relishing the moment. Still, Cali-Kate has always been the kind of resilient fighting champion you can’t count entirely out or down. Mr. J delivers one final slam and goes for the cover, but Kate kicks out at a deep two! Clearly enraging Mr. J, but she’s already fighting back, getting to her feet to deliver a powerful Geek Chic Kick - Chick Kick that Mr. J certainly did not see coming. It’s not enough to keep the bloody beast down though! As Cali-Kate only gets a two count for her trouble!

Apart from the spectacle going on in the ring, Kasey Kash is back, back again and this time he’s got a kendo stick, and Mayumi Tanashi is leading him on a merry chase like some kind of dodging fiend or ninja, throwing herself out of the way just in time to avoid the brunt of his most violent swings. All this is doing is pissing Kash off, as he lunges to keep up with the tiny joshi’s frantic pace. Something’s gotta give here folks and that something as it turns out is the kendo stick. Mayumi had leaped up on the ring apron just as Kash brought the stick down, and it snapped against the hard cold metal. Kasey is stunned, his trust weapon falling apart, granted he had been abusing that poor thing for awhile now. Tanahashi takes this moment to back her way to the opposite corner, to which Kasey berates her for running away! He shouldn’t have though, because Tanahashi was gaining distance to pick up speed! Mayumi dashed at Kasey and baseball slid into him! It’s yet another human train crash in this chaotic wild match as Kash goes crashing into the steel steps. Mayumi seems stunned, as if she hadn't meant to do that, the Sky Child abhorring any type of weapon use. She hops up and moves to check on Kash, pulling him up to his own feet. Kasey shakes it off, and...Leaves it. Surprisingly nobody and everybody's favorite asshole gives her a thumbs up and takes a couple of steps back seemingly unwilling to engage after that moment of kindness.

Tanahashi slingshots herself into the ring, coming right at Mr. J with a Meteora off the top rope. The move takes the big man down, and Mayumi leaps at Cali-Kate with an intensity the normally cheery young woman isn’t really known for. She’s displaying it in spades today though making her best bid to win this thing! Mayumi takes her out at the knees, when Kasey Kash comes back like a bad habit! He hurls a bundle of light tubes from the top rope like the damn thing is a grenade. Not giving any amount of shits to the damage he does or the fact that he’s now littered the ring, the only place competitors can make a pinfall with several layers of broken glass! It shatters impressively over the three in the ring, as all they can do is curl up and avoid shrapnel. Kasey smirks and throws devil horns to the crowd reveling in his brutality. He hops off the ring apron and reaches under it to pull out everyone's old friend the ladder! Kash smirks and reaches under again this time producing a trash can. Kasey surveys his field of destruction as he pulls the ladder into the ring and begins setting it up. Everyone else is practically out on the canvas, Kash being the only one in this match not now busted open in some way. Mayumi and Kate both laying in pools of blood from various cuts across the arms and face. Mr. J seems to have some life left in him, making a concerted effort to drag himself through the piles of broken glass to the ring ropes. Kate stirring as well after a moment, pulling her feet beneath her.

Miranda Augustino: “The hell is this kid doing? It’s not a ladder match, why get this involved in it? Just grab something to beat somebody else with.”

Andrew Payne: “Kasey Kash is a risk taker, he wants to build his name here in NFW by taking the chances no one else will.”

Miranda Augustino: “I think you’re confusing unexpected actions with successful ones. He’s taking way too long with this shit. Katie baby’s gonna get up and spike that ladder right up his culo!”

Andrew Payne: Good God, Mir….

Miranda Augustino: CULOOOO!!!!

Just as Kasey ascends to the top of the ladder, Cali-Kate is on his heels dragging the trash can up with her in one hand. Once they're both at the top of the ladder Kash opens with a left to the face and Kate just takes it, getting a firm enough grip to swing her arm up. She clocks Kasey with the trash can, sending him flailing to the side then manages to swing it over his head. Just about the moment Kate gets the trash can firmly over Kash, trapping him as she hangs on with one hand trying to keep a flailing Kasey tipping the entire ladder. Here comes Mr. J to do it for them both, the big dude charges straight at the base of the ladder. The ladder crashes into the ropes and down go Kash and Kate. Kash still being taken out with the trash, makes a particularly loud crash as he thunks to the ground and rolls several feet to an unmoving stop. Mr. J grins, picks up the ladder even bloody and exhausted, still a powerhouse. Mayumi, the last on her feet but still not out of this fight yet jumps the ladder when J swings it at her. She jumps again on the back swing and this time ladders on the ladder! Before Mr. J can drop it, Tanahashi darts right up the rungs and almost flys with a leaping kick that crashes into J’s jaw. This causes J to drop the ladder and melt like a stick of butter in a summer heat. Sending him ass over tea kettle over the ring ropes. This also has the side effect of dropping what passed for the ground literally right out from under Mayumi’s feet. So down she goes crashing too, landing back on the ladder with a cry that resonates through an audience cheering for the babyface super star.

Miranda Augustino: “Oh shit! Poor Katie baby, somebody get out here and go check on the Champion! I told you that idiot was gonna do something stupid. Has Kash done ANYTHING in this match that hasn’t hurt him just as much as anyone else?”

Andrew Payne: “On the upside, Kate did get up and bring it to him. So you were right earlier.”

Everyone is down again, just human carnage everywhere. Cali-Kate is pulling herself up on the outside when J, also now on the outside and struggling to get up. Once he does he pulls the wreckage of the ladder out of the ring and begins toward Kate with it. Kate seems to want no part of the ladder wielding maniac, taking some big steps back as she favors her ribs. Mr. J swings the ladder with all his might and Kate just barely jumps out of the way. Mayumi ducks on the ring apron, backing up to avoid being caught. Kasey uses the garbage he’s only just barely squirmed his way out of as a shield to take the brunt of the ladder’s force. Kasey takes a couple of big steps back, fully gets loose from the trash can and hurls it at Mr. J. J has just enough wherewithal left to bring the ladder up and swat the trashcan away! Mayumi, who’s still up in the ring sees her moment here. The Sky Child looked hesitant, she hated to use weapons of any kind in any way but J wasn’t making this easy and she needed to make or break this moment. Tanashi visibly bigs herself up, pumping her fist in the air and calling for the start of the end. She backs up, starts sprinting so she leaps the ring ropes and kicks the trash can right back into J’s face. What is it with Mayumi Tanahashi’s feet and Mr. J’s face? The true worst enemies in the match up folks. Down goes J again, like dude has a glass jaw or will need a replacement after this match.

Cali-Kate is right there at the weapons, crunching Tanahashi between the beat to hell trash can and the ring steps. Kate grabs the ladder and starts just going to town at Kash, who is just about as beaten down as the trash can. With that burst of energy drained, Kate drops the ladder heaving out a long breath staring at the ruin she has caused. Finally it seems to dawn on the beleaguered champion that she has to actually drag someone into the ring to pin them. It takes Kate a visible moment to square her shoulders ever determined to keep what was hers. She finally grabs Mayumi by the hair and starts to drag her up the ring steps. Once again, it’s Kasey Kash and with him his sidekick the fucking trash can to save the day. Kasey bashes Kate in the back of the head, making the Champion fall onto the ring apron. Kash ready’s the trashcan again and Tanahashi holds her arms up, Kash hesitates but in the end decides the allure of gold is too much. He takes a swing and Tanashi scrambles to the side, making her way back into the ring. Kash gives chase and tries to grab onto her, but can’t get a good hold with as much as Tanashi has bled on herself. Instead Kasey decides to whip her into the ropes, Mayumi goes easily and rebounds.

Tanashi again ducks the catch and steps over. Once more she’s looking for the Tokyo Twist! Kash struggles, but Mayumi does the first instep, right up until that fucking trashcan nails both of them. Mayumi lets the hold go and does a pratfall to save herself. Kate meanwhile uses the trashcan to take out her aggression on Kash who has no choice but to roll from the ring to save himself. So focused on giving Kash exactly what he deserved was Kate, that she failed to see Mayumi setting up for a running dropkick. Mayumi can be heard yelling “I’m Sorry!” Before landing the kick, crushing Kate in between the ropes and the can. Mayumi drags her out from under the rubble and sets for the lock in. She’s done it! Tokyo Twist is locked in! Kate’s got nowhere to go! And no one to save her! Except herself, never count the champ out. Cali-Kate gets a foot on the ropes, Tanahashi being too exhausted to drag her too far from them. Kate uses that to unbalance the pair of them and in an act of instinctual thinking, she grabs Mayumi’s arms and sets her up for the Starstruck - Inverted Double Underhook Facebuster(Christian's Killswitch)! Mayumi’s head rebounds off the fallen trash can one final time! Kate quickly covers, hooking both legs with the last of her strength.

TWO!!!

THREE!!!

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner and STILL the NFW Perseverance Champion...CALI-KATE!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: WHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! KATIE BABY REIGNS SUPREME, BITCHES!!!!!!!!

Andrew Payne: A minor slip up left an opening of opportunity and Cali-Kate capitalized on it!

Miranda Augustino: As she fucking should cuz that’s how she do!!!!! Looking forward to seeing Papi lay out Mayumi’s brother tonight, too!

Andrew Payne: Don’t count Minoru Tanahashi out. Ever.

“W Face” played on through the arena as Cali-Kate pulled herself up to her feet and snatched the Perseverance Title from the referee, holding out her arm to have it raised while the other three competitors took their leave of the ring. Kate raised the title up, grinning beautifully...and evilly….

Result: Pinfall

Thea Crawford: The following contest, ladies and gentlemen, is a Falls Count Anywhere match, scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

The lights in the arena flicker out. The video wall comes to life with an image of Earth in from space as Bury Tomorrow’s “No Less Violent” begins to play. As it does, the vignette depicts a flaming meteor hurtling towards the planet. The vignette switches to various shots of Earth's population. People from all different regions as a shadow looms over, blocking out the sun. They all look up, eyes widening in horror.

Because we're no less violent

From a bird's eye view, the meteor SLAMS into the Earth's surface, just as the chorus hits, causing a fiery flash on the screen and the vignette switches to grainy, black and white images of Adrianna Salvatore's most brutal match highlights, mixed in with closeups of her rather deranged smile and menacing sneer.

Because we're no less violent

Are you sure you want to try that

Knowing that your life is finite?

In the pitch black arena, lights on the stage come on, flashing and flickering. They illuminate a silhouette standing calmly in a hooded vest. Due to the lights positioning, all we see is the solid black outline, obscuring the lights behind it. As the first verse hits, the lights switch, coming on to light up the stage and ramp in a soft white but still leaving the arena dark. We see the figure in detail now as Adrianna Salvatore lifts her head and stares down at the ring from under her hood. She has that same sneer on her face as in her vignette. She steps forward, approaching the ring with a calm sense of purpose in her steps.

Thea Crawford: "On her way to the ring!! From Brooklyn, New York!! She is the NFW United States Champion...ADRIIIAAANNAAAAAAAAA....SALVAAAAAAAATOOOOOOOREEEEEE!!!!!"

Adrianna reaches ringside and runs up onto the apron, kneeling upon it on one knee. Now, we see that wicked smile of hers as she licks her teeth. She turns around on the apron, skillfully and slides herself in, backwards under the bottom rope. Standing to her feet, Adrianna moves to a turnbuckle and climbs up. She throws back her hood and flips back her hair, letting out a roar before casting her gaze upon the audience with a wicked smile forming. Stepping down from the turnbuckle, she removes her vest, folds it and carefully hands it to the timekeeper before preparing for the match.


Thea Crawford: Her opponent! Fighting out of Baltimore, Maryland! Weighing in at 120lbs! She is...THE SUPERNOVA...RISAAAAA...JACKSOOOOOONNNNNN!!!!!

The lights in the arena go dark as "Supernova" by Primal Fear begins to play. A single red spotlight illuminates a figure on the stage as the image of a burning Tiger Mask appears on the ‘Tron and fog begins to creep across the stage and down the ramp. The spotlight turns to white as the hooded SuperNova raises her head to look out across the audience before slowly beginning her walk to the ring. She climbs the stairs before ducking under the second rope to walk to the middle of the ring, holding her arms wide and looking up to the ceiling as the red spotlight shines down on her for a few moments before shutting off. SuperNova goes to her corner to prepare for her match as the lights in the arena come back on.

Andrew Payne: And here we go ladies and gentlemen! Jackson! Salvatore!

Miranda Augustino: I’ll say this much, I can admire Adrianna for her determination and willpower, but she’s trying to run a one woman war against House Crowley? That’s how careers come to an end!

Andrew Payne: That possibility ain’t gonna stop her!

Miranda Augustino: Stopped her brother.

Andrew Payne: Ooh, hey now.

Miranda Augustino: Just sayin’! It did!


As soon as the bell rings Risa Jackson and Adrianna Salvatore step out of their corners and come face to fa--...er...face to chest. Risa goes right to trash talk, stepping right up to her bigger opponent, asking her who she thinks she is to try and step to House Crowley. She starts jamming her finger in Adrianna’s chest but the big woman just swats her hand down. Risa reacts in anger and pushes her back with both hands. Adrianna steps back in, palms Risa by the face and shoves her back several steps. This seems to piss Risa off and she comes right back, blasting Adrianna with an open palm strike across the face. A glorified slap with a little more oomph. Adrianna doesn’t miss a beat and just drills the Supernova with a hard right fist to the jaw. She doesn’t stop there though, and instead, she keeps firing off the right hands, backing Risa into her corner before she switches to forearms. The referee can’t do anything because there’s no disqualifications. Whatever Adrianna’s been keeping pent up against House Crowley, she’s letting it out on their newest acquisition. After rocking Risa with several heavy blows, Adrianna takes her by the wrist and whips her like a rag doll across the ring, sending her into the opposite corner.

Andrew Payne: Not looking good for the SuperNova, Risa Jackson here in the opening moments of this bout!

Miranda Augustino: Hey! She is Papi’s chosen one and he never makes a mistake on his decisions! You watch!

Adrianna comes running in and goes for a big diving corner clothesline but Risa tucks and rolls forward to the side, out of the way and the bigger woman collides with the turnbuckle, grabbing at her chest. She turns around just in time for Risa to catch her with a big gamengiri. Right across the fucking head! And the crowd hears it from the cheap sheets. It’s a wonder Adrianna’s not knocked the hell out right there. Instead, she holds onto the ropes and keeps herself up, shaking the proverbial stars out. Risa, meanwhile, dashes across to her corner, pushes off the middle turnbuckle with her foot and launches herself into a spring across the ring but Adrianna explodes out of the one she’s resting against and knocks the smaller woman inside out with an insane clothesline. Risa turns over onto her back, knocked for a loop but Adrianna isn’t letting up and grabs one foot, hitting a Ranger Roll that has her popping up onto her feet with Risa in a Firemen’s Carry. The crowd sounds impressed as Adrianna uses the hold to deliver a Spinout Cutter, driving Risa back down into the mat. The Supernova sits up and grasps around blindly for a rope or anything to grab, looking out of it. Adrianna gets to her feet and follows her offense up with her arms around Risa’s waist and snaps her up into a Gutwrench Sitout Powerbomb, folding her over for a cover.

TWO!

RISA KICKS OUT!

Adrianna gets right up and grabs Risa before she can start to rise, lifting her into another gutwrench. This time she goes for a fallaway slam but Risa rolls into the landing and pops up onto her feet. Adrianna’s up too and charges in to try and clothesline her over the top rope but Risa ducks and springs across the ring. Adrianna turns, runs to meet Risa in the center as the SuperNova comes off the opposite side of the ropes but Risa’s scouted ahead and hits a low, basement dropkick just as Adrianna lifts her other leg for a big boot and the big woman eats a wipeout, dropping to the mat, clutching at her leg. Some of the fans start to boo as Risa’s never really shown that type of offense before. In fact, she used to consider it underhanded and tried to avoid it. That was the Super Tiger, though, and this is the motherfucking SuperNova. The newly hardened Risa Jackson doesn’t give a shit about avoiding shortcuts, especially in a match where the rules have been tossed out. Risa even throws a finger to the booing fans and motions for them to watch what happens next before she starts stomping on the leg she wiped out on Adrianna. She isolates the leg next and starts just laying into her limb with kneedrops. Adrianna howls out in pain with each one Risa delivers. After a moment, Risa seems to let up on the leg and delivers a moonsault kneedrop into Adrianna’s torso to take the air out of her, pops right up onto her feet and hits a jumping kneedrop right across the goddamn face!!!!! Finally, Risa gets to her feet, measures as Adrianna begins to sit up and delivers a stiff kick right to the chest, knocking her back to the mat and drops down for a cover.

TWO!

ADRIANNA KICKS OUT!

Risa sits up and goes for Adrianna’s leg again, this time beginning to twist her up into a Figure Four Leglock but as she turns her back to her opponent, Adrianna puts her other foot against her backside and shoves her away as hard as she can. Risa collides with the turnbuckle which serves to daze her for a spell as Adrianna starts trying to get back to her feet, shaking her leg out. Before she can fully get up, though, Risa’s back on her own two feet and coming over to grab her targeted leg. She lifts her foot up and SLAMS the knee down onto the mat. Adrianna grabs her knee and thrashes, rolling near a corner. Honed in on that injury, Risa slides out of the ring and grabs her opponent by the feet, pulling her closer to the ringpost. She takes Adrianna’s leg and throws her knee against the ringpost before trying to more or less wrap the leg around it until Adrianna uses her other foot and kicks at her head until she lets go. Risa does but not for long before she climbs up onto the apron as Adrianna ends up rolling out onto it and uses the ringpost to sit up against. Big mistake as Risa measures up and runs the length of the apron delivering a devastating Meteora to Adrianna against the ringpost.

Andrew Payne: MY!! GOD!!! RIGHT AGAINST THE RINGPOST!!!

Miranda Augustino: METEORA TO THE FACE, PUTA!!!!

Andrew Payne: This match is gonna get a lot more insane if it keeps escalating from this point!

Adrianna falls from the apron, over to the floor as Risa climbs down herself. The SuperNova begins fishing under the ring for a weapon, eventually pulling out a kendo stick and she begins to let Adrianna have it. Repeated cane shots across the back. Risa leaves a series of welts across her opponent’s back before stepping around and raises it up for a shot across the head. Adrianna catches the stick, sneering up at her opponent as she rips the weapon from her grip and stands up on one good leg and one tender leg. Realizing she needs to act fast, Risa throws a forearm but Adrianna catches her by the wrist and slams that arm into the apron. As soon as Risa reacts, Adrianna bear hugs her and sends her up and over with a Belly to Belly Overhead Suplex. Risa hits the padded floor hard and Adrianna gets a few seconds to regather herself before pulling herself up on the commentary table and shaking her leg out. While Risa works on getting up, Adrianna pulls a steel chair out from under the ring and smacks the apron with it to let everyone hear the smack sound. However, it’s the smack that follows that one that gets a reaction from the crowd as she overhead swings it across Risa’s head with a mighty WHACK!!!! Risa falls on her butt, looking out of it before she starts getting back up, slowly, mind you. Adrianna puts a stop to that, however, as she lunges forward and Big Boots Risa to the face, sending her down again. Adrianna discards the chair and pulls Risa up to her feet, walking her over to the barricade where she starts setting her up for a suplex.

Andrew Payne: I’ll tell you what, she drops her on that barricade, she may do some serious damage. Risa better watch out!

Miranda Augustino: C’mon, Risa!! Do Papi and Katie baby proud! You got this!!

Andrew Payne: She’s fighting!!

Miranda Augustino: Yeah! There ya go!

Risa fights out of the hold with some punches to the sides. This gets her loose enough to hit Adrianna with a European Uppercut which rocks the big woman but she fires back with a European Uppercut of her own that sends spit flying from Risa’s mouth and spins her around 180*. Adrianna promptly reaches around and catches Risa in a setup before delivering a devastating Pumphandle Saito Suplex that sends her over the barricade and into the front row. Adrianna pushes the barricade section aside in order to get to Risa and the two battle into the ground with Adrianna keeping Risa on the defensive, mostly. Risa starts mounting a counter offense as they battle further back into the crowd, raking the eyes of Adrianna before running in and cocking her arm for a clothesline but Adrianna impressively catches the arm and the two spin around before the bigger woman yanks the smaller into a DDT setup and SNAP DDTs her onto the arena floor!!! Adrianna sits up, wincing from the pain she’s in and catching a breath before rolling Risa over and hooking the leg for a cover.

TWO!

RISA KICKS OUT!

Adrianna pulls Risa to her feet and motions for the crowd to get up out of their seats. Once they clear the way, she goes for a hard Irish whip but her knee, that’s become a target this match, buckles and she loses her grip on Risa’s arm. Risa takes quick control of the situation, grabbing Adrianna’s head and runs her into the lines of folding chairs. Adrianna’s down and Risa starts just picking up chairs and throwing them down at the woman before finally folding one closed and begins to take it across her back as she crawls across the floor. When the referee tries to talk just a bit of mercy into her, Risa throws down the chair and grabs the ref by the shirt. She tells him to get the fuck out of her face and shoves the official to the floor. Fans boo Risa and she shoves a middle finger right into a man’s face, using the back of her hand to push his head back before she goes back to taking the boots to Adrianna.

Miranda Augustino: Beat that puta’s ass, Ris!

Andrew Payne: This has definitely been a battle of astronomical forces! The SuperNova versus, dare I say the new harbinger of all things to come to an end. A Supernova can mean the birth of a new type of star or it can mean the end of the star that once was. I think Adrianna Salvatore’s looking for it to be the latter.

Miranda Augustino: Not the way I’m looking at it! Risa seems to be shining pretty bright!

Adrianna starts trying to pull herself up on Risa and the latter locks fingers with her, twisting her wrist around just to add a little more pain to her opponent. She then proceeds to shove Adrianna’s head around, taunting her verbally. Slapping her in the face, kicking her lightly but degradingly in the head, spitting on her. The degrading shots escalate to forearm strikes before finally a stiff knee to the head knock Adrianna limp to the floor. Risa drops her hand and moves over to where some extra folding tables are set aside. She drags a pair of them out and begins setting them up side by side one another. Just as she finishes, Adrianna’s back up, blasting her across the back with a double axe handle. Adrianna turns Risa around, leans her against the tables and starts digging in with knife edged chops across the chest. Risa’s reeling from them but she gets a quick kick to that knee, buckling Adrianna and slams her face into the table. Risa rolls Adrianna onto the tables finally and starts feeding her forearms and elbows. Adrianna fights back with closed fists across the head and knocks Risa back but as Salvatore goes to sit up, Jackson stiffs her with a hard roundhouse kick to the chest then hits an Axe Kick to top it off. Risa quickly looks around before looking up at the seating level above them and starts going for the steps to get up onto the balcony.

Andrew Payne: I tell ya, Risa Jackson has been throwing a beating to the bigger, stronger, Adrianna Salvatore! Not that I ever doubted her but damn!

Miranda Augustino: You just thought the bigger, stronger force of destruction would swallow the little star like a black hole and spit her back out, is that it?

Andrew Payne: I never said that.

Miranda Augustino: But you was thinking it, carnal!

Risa reappears right above the tables holding Adrianna and steps over the safety railing, holding onto it as she balances her heels on the narrow edge. Adrianna’s barely moving on the table as Risa mockingly strikes one of her old Super Tiger poses, and hits a jaw dropping 450* frogsplash from about ten feet up, down onto Adrianna. She hits it right on the money, causing both tables to practically explode underneath the impact. The landing alone takes it out of both women and causes Risa to even roll over Adrianna, up into a sitting position with pain wracking her face. All she has to do, though, after she takes a second to throw up the House Crowley sign, is lay back over Adrianna and stick her hand up, counting with her fingers along with the referee.

TWO!

ADRIANNA KICKS OUT!

Risa sits up again in disbelief, even mouthing “are you fucking kidding me” before she floats over and mounts Adrianna, seizing her by the hair and starts raining punches down over her head. Risa switches to the elbows next and it’s not long before blood becomes visible from an opened cut on Adrianna’s forehead. Risa grabs Adrianna by the head and leans down, biting at the cut which gets the crowd booing and jeering louder. When she’s finished, Risa stands up off of Adrianna, blood smeared around her mouth and roars at the camera, drawing a thumb across her throat. The smiling, bubbly Super Tiger everyone once knew and loved has been replaced by this hateful woman we see before us. She turns back to Adrianna, picking her up and goes to run her into the wall but Adrianna braces with her hands and throws a back elbow into Risa’s face, rocking her. Adrianna grabs Risa by the hair then and slams her face into the wall instead. Risa’s head bounces off and Adrianna grabs her again, turning and throws her right into a set of double doors, sending Risa right through them. The SuperNova’s only out of sight for a brief moment as Adrianna shakes some feeling back into her softened up leg and goes limping, angrily, through the doors in pursuit of her opponent. The camera follows, finding Risa pulling herself up on a table as Adrianna grabs for her. Risa fires off a strong style forearm, knocking Adrianna back but the big woman fires right back, blasting Risa in the jaw and sends her staggering up the hallway. RIsa stops at a coffee setup for the backstage attendants and swings on Adrianna with the napkin holder but Adrianna catches her wrist, pulls it out of her grip and smashes her in the face with it. Risa staggers back some more. Adrianna grabs the nearly empty pot and, even to the shock of the fans, SMASHES it over Risa’s head, shattering it all over the place.

Andrew Payne: OH!!!! GOOD GOD!!!

Miranda Augustino: That’s a waste of good coffee!!! Somebody educate that bitch!

Adrianna pursues Risa further backstage where she has her opponent on the run now. Risa’s even trying to throw stuff in Adrianna’s way but the woman formerly known as the Queen of Anarchy just keeps on kicking or throwing stuff aside to clear her path. Risa even turns another table in the way. Adrianna just flips it up over onto it’s top. Once she steps up over it, she picks up the pace and hits Risa with a Running Big Boot, taking her down. Adrianna pulls Risa up, lifting her onto her shoulders for a powerbomb and throws her into a stack of crates. Adrianna digs her opponent out of the pile of boxes and pulls her out into the clear where she catches her in a clinch and starts throwing knees into the ribs. Risa swats Adrianna’s arms out of the way and hits her with a desperate forearm to the jaw. Adrianna staggers back and runs right back in, shocking the crowd and flooring Risa with a Running Flatliner!

Miranda Augustino: AYE DIOS MIO!!!!

Andrew Payne: A Flatliner right to the concrete floor! This is what you have to expect in this type of match! There’s essentially no rules and it can go anywhere!

Adrianna gets up to her feet and spots another backup stock of folding tables. She goes over to start setting a couple up as Risa stirs on the floor. Risa rolls over and starts reaching for something in her waist band. Adrianna sets a table up at a slant before making her way back over to her opponent. Up on a knee with her back to Adrianna, Risa sparks up a lighter in her hand and ignites something. Then, as Adrianna reaches for her hair to pull her up, Risa spins and snaps out her wrist sending a SOLAR FLARE right into Adrianna’s face!!! Adrianna grabs her face, stumbling away and Risa gets up to her feet, lets out a roar and takes off right at her, SPEARING her to the floor with “GRB”-PRIME!!! Wearing a crimson mask from the coffee pot shot, Risa yells to the celestial heavens before dropping over Adrianna and hooking the leg.

TWO!

THREE--KICK OUT!!!

Miranda Augustino: ¡¿QUE DEMONIOS?! HOW THE SHIT?!

Andrew Payne: Taken down with her own signature maneuver and she still kicked out!!!! How are either of these women still able to continue?!

Risa sits up on her knees then falls back with her hands over her face, starting to just boot Adrianna with her feet in that position, out of pure frustration. Why won’t she just stay the fuck down?! Risa wipes the blood out of her eyes and looks up at a raised platform. She gets that crazed look in her eye as she pulls herself up and limps over to it, beginning to climb. She even yells to Adrianna to get her ass up as she starts scaling to the top. Whether or not Adrianna hears her, the woman does start to move and rolls over, slowly starting to get to her feet. She makes it vertical and looks up, wobbly, at Risa just before the Joshi comes diving off with a double axe handle, probably looking to hammer her brains in. However Adrianna spins around, full circle, 360*! Risa drops down into range for--KNOCKED OUT OF ORBIT!!!! Adrianna’s signature, anti-aerial discus lariat sends Risa spinning inside out before eating the hard floor. Risa lifts her head, jaw dropped, eyes wide, brain somewhere else like it’s off trying to figure out what just hit her.

Andrew Payne: My GOD!!!! Risa Jackson looks like she doesn’t know where she is right now!!!

Miranda Augustino: Her soul might not even be here!! Adrianna Salvatore probably knocked it back up onto that scaffold!

Andrew Payne: No kidding!!!

Adrianna pushes herself up onto her feet, staggering back and extends her hands out towards Risa, calling for her to start getting up. Risa pushes herself up onto both knees. She gets one foot grounded and Adrianna lets out a yell that echoes through the backstage area, probably all the way to the locker rooms. She runs in and leaps at Risa, throwing out her knee to deliver ROGUE PLANET!!!! The knee to the face takes Risa down again but Adrianna’s not quite finished yet and comes back up on her feet, looking for the killing blow. She pulls the limp woman up to her feet and hooks her arm over her head for a suplex. Adrianna snaps Risa up, flipping her through the air and catches her into a GROUND ZERO through the slanted table!!!!!! She pulls Risa by the legs, closer to her and folds her up.

TWO!

THREEEEEE!!!!!

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….ADRIANNA...SALVATORE!!!!!

Andrew Payne: My god what a match! What a FIGHT!

Miranda Augustino: I hope Adrianna enjoys the win because her war’s just beginning! Papi is NOT gonna be happy!!

Andrew Payne: She just went through a war and came out victorious after having everything but the kitchen sink thrown at her. I think she’ll be fine.

Miranda Augustino: Yeah yeah, whatever. Wait, what the hell is she doing now?

Andrew Payne: What is she doing now?!

Back on her feet, Adrianna’s looking particularly interested in the goings on at the loading dock for the arena. Specifically the open bay door. She looks down at Risa then and picks the woman up by the hair. Against the pleading of the referee, Adrianna picks Risa up over one shoulder and carries her over to a recycling dumpster.

Andrew Payne: Aw now, wait a minute. What’s she doing? Adri, no! Come on!

Miranda Augustino: She ain’t gonna fuckin---!!

Adrianna carries Risa to the dumpster and tosses the barely conscious woman inside with what appears to be just cardboard boxes. She closes the lid and grabs a pack of zip ties off of a nearby table, beginning to use them to zip tie both lids shut. Adrianna then starts to push the dumpster on it’s wheels until something else catches her eye and she walks away from the dumpster. The camera swings around to find her marching towards a forklift operator whom she yells out to.

Adrianna Salvatore: HEY!!!! Out. Now! Get the fuck out!

Miranda Augustino: What the fuck’s she doing?!

Andrew Payne: Somebody’s gotta stop---fuck this!

Over audio, the sound of a headset being thrown off can be heard.

Miranda Augustino: Go go go, Andy! You know her!

When the driver refuses to get out, Adrianna grabs him and pulls him out of the seat, throwing him to the floor. She climbs into the driver’s seat and starts fiddling with the buttons and levers, figuring out what does what before she puts the machine into drive and swings around towards the dumpster again. Adrianna drives forward, rotating the forks around so they slide right into the side slots of the dumpster. A group of referees and backstage attendants trying to break the zip ties on the lids or get the side doors open to get Risa out end up having to clear the way because Adrianna is not stopping for anybody.

Andrew Payne: ADRI!!!! ADRI, STOP!!!!! STOP, NOW!!!!!

Andrew Payne shoves through the referees and other employees that are gathered at a distance to look on in horror. Not only that, but Andrew even gets right up next to the forklift, putting a hand on Adrianna’s arm.

Andrew Payne: Adri. Hey! Listen to me! Kid, this is not the way! You beat her! You wanna get back at them? You move onto the next. You beat Kate. You move onto Anton. You beat him. You do not do this!! Do you hear me?! YOU DO NOT DO THIS!!!

Adrianna Salvatore: GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!!!!

Adrianna guns the forklift in reverse with the dumpster lifted and tilted off the ground. Andrew has to get back lest his feet get run over but he runs in front of the open bay door, standing his ground as Adrianna raises the forks and dumpster up as high as they’ll go for what she needs to do.

Adrianna Salvatore: Move!!

Andrew Payne: You do NOT have to do this, kid!

Adrianna Salvatore: I SAID MOVE!!

Andrew Payne: STOP AND THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU’RE DOING!!!

Adrianna huffs angrily and throws the forklift into drive, she guns the gas forward, granted it doesn’t go that fast anyway. She drives right towards the open bay though. Right towards Andrew. It almost looks like the man isn’t going to move until the very last second, he yells in frustration and dives out of the way lest he be run over. Adrianna throws the forklift into park and looks at the camera as it comes up beside her.

Adrianna Salvatore: BRICK...BY...FUCKING...BRICK!!!

Adrianna pushes a lever up and the forks tilt forward going from an upward to a downward angle. Everyone watches in utter horror as the dumpster, containing “The SuperNova” Risa Jackson, slides off of them and goes plummeting to the ground outside of the loading bay. There’s screaming, cursing and all kinds of commotion from the other staff as Adrianna Salvatore climbs out of the forklift. She stares ahead of her, ignoring and pushing past people trying to stop her and ask her why or what she did.

Miranda Augustino: WE NEED HELP BACK THERE IMMEDIATELY!!!! OH MY GOD, SOMEONE GET RISA JACKSON OUTTA THERE!!!!

Finally, General Manager Isabella Santiago appears, calling out to her with her own look of horror on her face. Adrianna just turns around to look at her, looks to the bay opening, then back to the GM. She smirks and turns her eyes back in front of her, walking away from the scene of carnage she left behind….

Result: Pinfall

Thea Crawford stood in the center of the ring, raising the microphone to her mouth as the fans settled down and prepared for the next match.

Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the NFW United States Championship!!


The lights begin to flicker, and fade out. Abyss in Your Eyes begins playing, as the arena descends into darkness. A trail of fire starts at the top of the stage, and creeps down the ramp, a pair of eyes light up, at the top of the ramp, followed by a small circle. The circle points toward the arena lights, which shoot back to full illumination, a plume of steam erupts around the figure on the ramp, and snuffs out the flames. Once the steam subsides, Glitch can be seen, pointing her palm skyward. The mystery woman now makes her voyage toward the ring, doing some shadow boxing, as she closes the gap towards the ring.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, the challenger...weighing in at 165lbs...from Beyond The Grid. This...is...GLITCH!!!

Once at the bottom of the ramp, glitch rolls into the ring, makes her way to the center, and drops to one knee. Her head swivels from side to side, nodding the whole time. Once content, she pulls herself to a stand, and moves for her corner.

The arena darkens as the tron lights up in the background, showing a dystopian scene. As the wind blows by the scene, tumbleweed rolls by, then the wind picks up and larger debri passes through and finally a car and a truck rolls across the desert scene as Three Days Grace’s “I Am Machine” begins to play across the arena and a spotlight shines on the stage. A large metal robot-type steps onto the screen. The parts that make up the metal shell are obviously created from parts of an automobile, a Mercedez-Benz to be more precise as the Benz logo is stamped on the foreheard of the metal being.

Andrew Payne: Glitch is in the ring, so what’s all this?

Miranda Augustino: Obviously, Anaquin Adams is taking her insult to a whole new level here. She insinuated that Glitch was a machine and Glitch took offense so Anaquin Adams is taking it one step further.

The robot-looking Anaquin Adams is decked out in all metal. Each metallic piece is formed to fit her body as she begins to make her way down the ramp heading towards the ring.

All the pain and suffering

There's beauty in the bleeding

At least you feel something

I wish I knew what it was like

To care enough to carry on

I wish I knew what it was like

To find a place where I belong, but

As she gets to the ringsteps, before she climbs up, Anaquin removes the helmet from over her head, letting her green hair fall down around her shoulders and she points to Glitch. Anaquin takes off piece after piece of the armor revealing the United States Championship around her waist. Now free from her metallic frame, Anaquin climbs into the ring and stares at Glitch before turning her back to her

opponent and climbing the turnbuckle, releasing the belt from around her waist and holding it high into the air.

I never sleep, I keep my eyes wide open

I am machine

A part of me wishes I could just feel something

I am machine

I never sleep until I fix what's broken

I am machine

A part of me wishes I could just feel something

As the music fades out, Anaquin hops back to the mat and stares at the belt before handing it over to the referee who is preparing to start the match.

Senior Official Yumi Akiyama performed the mandatory checks for foreign objects on both the champion and the challenger. She seemed a little unsure how to check Glitch given her “armor” but she seemed to be firmly telling the woman under the helmet that she’d better not try anything tricky. Glitch shrugged her hands up and shook her head. Across the ring, Anaquin Adams watched carefully, ready to go as she rocked from side to side on her feet and Referee Akiyama called for the starting bell.


Andrew Payne: Here we go! United States Title on the line!

Miranda Augustino: Glitch would like to win it but this bitch just wants a fight first and foremost! That’s the kinda shit I like!

Andrew Payne: Glitch, the challenger wants a fight. Anaquin Adams, the champion, certainly plans on giving her one!

Miranda Augustino: Gotta wonder if that suit’ll give either of them trouble. I know it might cushion some of the champ’s offense. Think Glitch has trouble getting around in that shit?

Anaquin and Glitch came out of their corners and began circling up. They took turns feigning lunges at one another and reaching out to grasp a hand for a test of strength but neither seemed eager to relent at the same time. It was beginning to look like the beginnings of a catch wrestling contest as they began shooting for kicks that the other either backed out of range from or flat out blocked. Glitch, in particular, took advantage of her gear and turned into a couple of kicks that Anaquin threw, being barely phased, it seemed. Finally, Glitch stepped in and Anaquin met her with a collar & elbow tie up. They pushed against one another for the power advantage until Anaquin turned in and got Glitch into a side headlock but Glitch was able to pull free and immediately went for a rear waistlock, possibly setting up for a German Suplex. Anaquin widened and anchored her feet, though. She suddenly dropped her weight and rolled forward, taking Glitch to the mat with her but Glitch still had that hold on her. Anaquin ended up on top of Glitch with her back as the challenger wasn’t about to let her go before she delivered something. Anaquin pushed her feet off of the mat and forced herself back, pushing Glitch’s shoulders onto the mat. An early cover! Referee Akiyama saw it and dropped to the mat.

TW--!

Glitch powered her shoulder up and rolled over, taking the back of Anaquin. She got her feet set on the mat and snapped Anaquin back into a Release German Suplex that Anaquin rolled through and came up onto her feet. Glitch flipped back over onto her feet and her hands but Anaquin was already coming in, delivering a single legged, basement dropkick to her opponent. Glitch hit the mat but was quick to start getting back up. Anaquin made it back to her feet in time to see Glitch rising and The Universal Superstar took a step back, ran in again and delivered a Shining Wizard across the helmet. Glitch dropped to the mat again but planted her hands and pushed up again. Anaquin, back on her feet, shook her head in disbelief before taking a couple steps back, charged in and delivered a flying Knee Strike directly to the head next. Glitch dropped down to the mat once more and Anaquin finally threw herself over her for a cover.

TWO!

GLITCH GRABS THE ROPES!

Anaquin picked Glitch up and hooked an arm over her head, attempting a suplex. She seemed to have trouble finding a grip for a regular suplex so she swapped her grip around for an Exploder Suplex but Glitch started driving her elbow into the side of Anaquin’s head until she was able to get free. Glitch delivered a Thrusting Side Kick, driving the champion back but when she stepped in for a follow up, Anaquin caught her with a Back Elbow right to the helmet. Glitch staggered and Anaquin grabbed her by the arm, Irish Whipping her into the ropes. Glitch ducked a Discus Clothesline from Adams and hit the ropes again but caught herself with her arms to stop her momentum. Anaquin came running in, Glitch stuck her arm out, palm facing the champion and FLASH!!

Andrew Payne: WHOA!!

Miranda Augustino: The hell?! What was that?!

Andrew Payne: I don’t know but the referee might wanna check that!

It was a flash of light from Glitch’s palm that had Anaquin stumble and grab her eyes like she was blinded. About as harmless as an old camera’s flash bulb but it did the trick as Anaquin was busy trying to clear her vision as the referee looked confused as to what even happened. She didn’t even seem sure if she could or should disqualify Glitch for...whatever that was. Glitch showed her hands to assure the referee she had nothing hidden then checked Anaquin to make sure she had nothing in her eyes. There was no foreign substance on the defending champion’s face. Referee Akiyama backed off, hesitantly giving the call that the match could continue and Glitch wasted no time. She stepped in and began delivering stiff kicks to the thighs and midsection, putting the champion on unsteady footing. Glitch topped off her striking onslaught with a stiff European Uppercut, rocking Anaquin back before hitting the ropes and ran in for a running Spinning Heel Kick and dropped the champion to the mat. Glitch made it to her feet and immediately hit a Senton Bomb across Anaquin’s midsection, completely taking the air out of her lungs before flipping around and hooked the leg!

TWO!

NO!

Andrew Payne: And the champ kicks out but that looked like it really took it out of her!

Miranda Augustino: How much do you think that suit adds to Glitch’s natural body weight? I bet that hurt like a motherfucker!

Glitch sat up onto one knee. Just the way she moved her head, it was almost obvious that she was cursing beneath her helmet. She pulled Anaquin up to her feet again and took her by the wrist. Glitch motioned for an Irish Whip but she moved with Anaquin to cross the ring with her, keeping hold of her wrist as she threw her into the ropes and drove a knee up into her ribs. Glitch repeated this maneuver, running Anaquin across the ring to the other side of the ropes and hit another knee. She did it a third time before finally, one the fourth run, wrapped her hands around the back of her neck and proceeded to throw a series of alternating knees, Muay Thai style, a.k.a her “Rage” signature! Glitch kept up the strikes until Referee Akiyama reached the count of four before pulling Anaquin out into the center of the ring and hooked an arm over her head. She lifted Anaquin up! Suplex? No! BRAINBUSTER!!!! Cover!!

TWO!

TH--NO!!

Glitch sat up, her body language suggesting she was even more frustrated. Again, she grabbed Anaquin and pulled her up to her feet, but this time she hoisted her up onto her shoulders in a Firemen’s Carry. Fans knew this had to be her going for The Circuit Breaker but so did Anaquin and the Universal Superstar wiggled free until she dropped down onto her feet behind Glitch, waited for her to turn and POW!!! TECTONIC SHIFT!!!!! The impact rocked the armored challenger backwards, giving Anaquin just enough breathing room to follow up and she came running in with a SHOTGUN DROPKICK, sending Glitch out through the ropes and onto the ringside floor! Glitch laid, writhing on the floor as Anaquin laid on the ring mat, shaking out her fist she used. God knew she was also trying to take a quick breather as well after the lengthy beating she’d just sustained. The referee started the twenty count and Anaquin got up onto her feet, a little shaky as she tried to stop the ref from counting. She didn’t wanna win this way, but when she tried to move past the referee, the official nudged her back, trying to keep her inside the ring while Glitch started pulling herself up. Anaquin stood back, looking frustrated as Senior Official Akiyama passed the count of 10. Anaquin shook her head and moved to the adjacent side and stepped out onto the apron. She grabbed onto the ringpost and swung herself around to the side of the apron Glitch was in front of just as the woman got to her feet and started to turn. Anaquin ran along the apron and leapt off at her, snapping Glitch’s face down onto the floor with a sick, diving Flatliner!!!! Glitch’s face hit the floor with an audible CRACK!!!

Miranda Augustino: AY DIOS MIO!!!!

Andrew Payne: And Adams takes Glitch face down onto the floor!! That padding isn't that thick, ladies and gentlemen! I think I heard a crack there. Might have been that helmet Glitch wears.

Miranda Augustino: Ate straight up shit right here in front of us!

Anaquin and Glitch both laid on the floor, struggling to get to their feet but the Universal Superstar made it up first, leaning back against the apron to catch her breath some more. Glitch started pulling herself up on the barricade and that’s when Anaquin pushed off of the apron, grabbed her and rolled her into the ring again. Anaquin crawled back in and got to her feet. Seeing an opening, she ran across the mat, hit the ropes and came back to the other side where she hopped up into a crouch on the top rope and back flipped off. COSMIC ASSAULT!!!! And Anaquin makes it a Moonsault Kneedrop across Glitch’s torso, using her knee pads to cushion the impact against Glitch’s chest plate. Again, you could hear an audible CRACK as Anaquin’s weight comes crashing down. Glitch was rocked from the impact and Anaquin went for the cover, folding Glitch over with a double leg hook!

TWO!

THRE--NOOOOO!!!!

Glitch kicked out with everything she had and Anaquin fell back with exhaustion and visible frustration on her face. Glitch rolled over onto her stomach and crawled over to the nearest corner, pulling herself up as the referee began to count to 10 for at least one of them to make it to a vertical base. Anaquin made it to the ropes and began pulling herself up as well. They both made it up around 8 and stood in opposite corners, staring each other down. Anaquin winced and nodded to Glitch. This was definitely one hell of a fight. However, Glitch was looking over her busted armor. The chest plate had been completely cracked, all the way through and, once again, a chunk had been knocked out of her helmet, giving a peek at an eye.

Andrew Payne: Look at that. Glitch’s cherished suit is in pretty bad shape, it looks like. We’ve seen the helmet damaged before but the Universal Superstar, the defending champion, has dealt severe damage to it.

Miranda Augustino: May be what she’s gotta do to take Glitch down if she wants to keep that United States Championship, carnal!

Andrew Payne: Wait, what’s she doing now?

Miranda Augustino: Is she taking it off?! What?!

Andrew Payne: Fans, I think Glitch is trying to get that armor off!

Indeed, Glitch was beginning to pull her armor off in pieces! First came the chest plate which she loosened and pulled off over her head, letting it fall to the floor outside the ring. Anaquin stood, watching in slight surprise as Glitch continued; pulling off her arm coverings, followed by the leg pieces. As each piece came off, they were thrown to the floor. Eventually, the woman stood there in just her busted helmet, dressed in a set of black wrestling spandex pants, wrestling boots and a sports bra top with fighter’s tape around her fists. Finally, she reached up and unfastened the helmet, lifting it off her head and let it fall to the floor with the rest of the suit. And the crowd….went….WILD!!!! Standing there, across from Anaquin Adams was a woman that NFW knew very well!! Her formerly short, red hair had since grown out to a longer length and was now bleached and colored a dirty blonde but she was still recognizable….



Miranda Augustino: HOOOOLLLYYYY SHIIIIIIT!!!!!

Andrew Payne: IT’S CHERRY ADDAMS!!!! OR DO MY EYES DECEIVE ME?!

Miranda Augustino: CHERRY FUCKING ADDAMS, CARNAL!!!!! I DON’T BELIEVE IT!!!! HAHA YES!!!!

Andrew Payne: THE WALKING CONTRADICTION...IS...BACK!!!!!

Crowd: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!!!!

Anaquin couldn’t believe her eyes as even she recognized the revealed identity of her opponent! Cherry Addams gripped the ropes in the corner, staring at her with a fiery eyed, intense look of focus. After a tense staredown...they rushed each other!! Cherry exploded out of the corner first and Anaquin ran to meet her in the center!! Anaquin stopped her with a kick to the midsection and set her up for a Powerbomb! Cherry slipped free and dropped down to her feet, and POW!! She caught Anaquin with a Spinning Back Elbow. She stepped in and grabbed Anaquin for the setup. CORE BREACH!! COVER!!!

TWO!

THREE--NO!! KICKOUT!!!

Andrew Payne: ADAMS KICKS OUT AGAIN!!

Miranda Augustino: Actually, Addams was the one who went for the cover.

Andrew Payne: Oh now don’t you even start that.

Miranda Augustino: Hahahahaha!!!!!

Andrew Payne: Ladies and gentlemen, it goes without saying, we’ve got one hell of a damn match on our hands here. Both of these women will stop at nothing to walk out of here, tonight, as the United States Champion!

Miranda Augustino: Both of these Adamses!!

Andrew Payne: Son of a…..

Cherry sat up out of the cover and now we could see the frustration on her face as she hissed through her teeth, turning red. She pulled herself up to her feet and went for the top turnbuckle, waiting for Anaquin to pull herself up. She sat there, perched on the turnbuckle, arm extended, motioning for her to get on up. Anaquin found her vertical base and Cherry rose to stand on the turnbuckle, jumping off, probably for her Missile Dropkick but Anaquin managed to just barely scout it and caught her right into a Sitout Powerbomb!!!

TWO!

THRE--KICKOUT?!?!!?

Anaquin fell back again, covering her face with her hands in frustration before getting to her feet and climbed to the top turnbuckle herself. It was her now, waiting for Cherry to make it to her feet but the second she did, Anaquin launched herself off of the turnbuckle, shooting her knee forward into the back of her head for HELL’S HAMMER!!!!! Cherry collapsed to the mat and Anaquin threw herself over for the cover, lifting the outer leg for the hook and pressed her weight across her chest, hoping and praying this time.

Andrew Payne: HELL’S HAMMER!! THAT’S GOTTA BE IT!!!! COVER!!!!

Miranda Augustino: IS IT?!


Miranda Augustino: YES?!


Andrew Payne: MAYBE?!


Miranda Augustino: IT IS!!!!!

Andrew Payne: AND THIS ONE IS OVER!!!!


Thea Crawford: Here is your winner aaaaaaand STILL….THE NFW UNITED STATES CHAMPION!!!! THE UNIVERSAL SUPERSTAR….ANAQUIN….ADAMS!!!!!!

“I Am Machine” blasted through the arena as Anaquin Adams rolled onto her back and the two opponents laid beside each other, staring up at the ceiling lights as the ring crew came in to administer ice packs and water. Referee Yumi Akiyama retrieved the United States Title and placed it over Anaquin Adam’s chest where the champion finally started to pull herself to her feet to celebrate properly. Title up in one hand with the referee raising her other arm. Anaquin turned, then, to Cherry Addams as the woman slowly sat up and sat on her knees, holding an ice pack to the back of her neck. Anaquin limped over, dropping to her knees in front of her opponent, still a little in awe at the “big reveal.” Alas, she set the U.S Title on her shoulder and stuck her fist out towards Cherry a.k.a Glitch. The blonde woman looked at the fist, looked up at Anaquin, looked at the title on her shoulder, then back at Anaquin. She licked some blood off of her lip and bumped fists to the delight of the crowd who were on their feet.

Andrew Payne: That’s how you do it. Beat each other’s asses, pound fists after.

Miranda Augustino: This has been a wild show, so far, Andy. And we still got one more match to go!

Andrew Payne: Gonna be the end all, be all, I believe between Minoru Tanahashi and--

Miranda Augustino: Papi Anton!!!!!

From there, Cherry took Anaquin by the wrist and stood up with her, raising her arm again before the retaining champion embraced her fellow warrior. They exchanged some words of respect between each other before Cherry gave Anaquin the ring and headed back up the walkway as the champion finished her celebration.

Result: Pinfall