NFW Trauma #39 - Chicago, Illinois! 06/12/2021!

Andrew Payne: Welcome to Saturday Night Trauma, ladies and gentlemen! Andrew Payne here, joined by my broadcast colleague, Miranda Augustino.

Miranda Augustino: Que tal, bitches?! We up in this bitch!

Andrew Payne: We got a packed card for fans tonight so thanks for tuning in. Before we begin, we wanna take a moment to extend thoughts and prayers to Jasmine Matthews of our NFW family. We understand she spent yesterday in an Asheville hospital. She’s home now. She’s recovering.

Miranda Augustino: Si, get well soon, chica!

Andrew Payne: Now, while we keep her in our thoughts, let’s see what tonight has in store for us because I hear some familiar music coming on, Mir!

Miranda Augustino: One of our champions has something to say, it seems!
The arena is bathed in a green glow of the lights as the beginning of Bring Me The Horizon’s “Kingslayer” featuring BABYMETAL begins to play across the arena. On the screen, outer space is shown and slowly peeking from the bottom of the screen is planet Earth looming up and the words “Universal Superstar” appears on the screen as the vocals begin.

Feel like nothing ever seems quite right?

Are you circling the drainpipe, getting off on pain like

You're corrupted?

I need to know where your loyalties lie

Tell me, are you gonna bark or bite?

Do you really want to twist the knife

In the belly of the monster? ♫♫♫

♫♫♫ Get the fuck up, wake the fuck up

Wipe the system, and back the fuck up

You're a puppet when they cut your strings off

Don't come crawling back ♫♫♫

Then the name “Anaquin Adams” appears on the screen as she makes her way out onto the ramp and lets out a howl. She is wearing a black top, which black shorts, with black boots. She wears a black leather jacket. Around her waist, is the NFW United States Championship. Her long green hair stands out as she races down the ramp and slides into the ring before hopping up onto her feet.

Destroying castles in the sky

Kingslayer

Forevermore the apple of my eye

I'd sacrifice my life to find you

Angel of the flame

Kingslayer

Come and collect us from the night ♫♫♫

She walks over and asks for a microphone.

Anaquin Adams: Here I am. Six months in as the United States Champion. I have beaten some of the best this profession has to offer in defense of this title. Griffin Hawkins put up a hell of a fight. So did Adrianna Salvatore. Cherry Adamms. Kairi Higurashi. Debby Haze. River Chance. Solid names. Solid fighters. Some of NFW’s very best. Yet, I hunger for more. Rougher, tougher, hungrier competition.

She walks over and leans against the ropes as she continues.

Anaquin Adams: Your demon king wants to call me out for mispeaking the number of months I’ve been champion as if that affects him in any way, but understand this, demon. My time is not the same as your time. The truth is, we know why you’re worried about how long I’m champion. A deal has been struck with our general manager. If I hold this championship until WrestleWar, I get a shot at you and your precious. That title that you hold so dearly to your bosom. You need not worry. Yet. I am only half way there. I am still undefeated in NFW competition and I am still your superior United States Champion. And when we finally meet, demon, and I take away what you cherish the most, I will be called the Undisputed United States Champion. The clock is ticking, demon. The clock is ticking. As the sands drift slowly from the upper chamber of the hourglass to the lower chamber, know deep in your heart that your title reign is coming to a sudden and complete end. But before that...

Anaquin removes the title from around her waist and lays it out in front of her on the mat.

Anaquin Adams: Who will be next to challenge me? Who will be the next one to step up to the Universal Superstar? Surely there must be worthy warriors sitting in the back watching this show. Surely there must be hungry wrestlers eager for a chance to wear gold in this company. If there aren’t, then why are you even here. These are what it’s all about. Proving you are the best and if you aren’t here for that, it’s time for you to find another profession. So, again I ask, who will it be?

As “Kingslayer” begins to play again, Anaquin drops the mic onto the mic, picks up her United States Championship and holds it high in the air before exiting the ring.

Match #1/Trios Tag Match

The Spanish Inquisition vs Faye Brown/Logan Bailey/Cassie Morse

The bell rings to start the match as Logan Bailey faces off with Ronnie Bronchitis. Ronnie flexes his bulging arm muscles to Bailey before attempting to ask her... something. Whatever he asks, Logan clearly can't make out because Ronnie literally can't speak any language.

Ronnie Bronchitis: HJKA SDFFAWE?

Logan Bailey: ...huh?

Ronnie Bronchitis: SADF! NUASRAQ!

Logan Bailey: What a-- what about NASDAQ? I hear it's up 200 points! What are you on about?!

Ronnie finally throws a punch, which is easily countered by Logan, who puts the large idiot into a crossface. Bronchitis, because he's basically a giant muscle, lifts Bailey up off the mat with one arm, still in the crossface. He stumbles around for a second before reaching out for a tag, and getting one to John BYPASS. Upon the tag, BYPASS can be heard screaming in pain over Ronnie slapping his hand.

John BYPASS: OW!

BYPASS basically rips Logan off of Ronnie, hoists the petite blonde over his shoulder, then points at Faye and Cassie.

John BYPASS: NONE OF YOU ARE CATHOLIC! I MUST PUT ALL THREE OF YOU ON TRIAL!

Logan Bailey: Oh, not this shit again!

BYPASS exits the ring, shouting in pain the whole way because Logan punches at his back. But given she's currently 95 pounds, there's not much she can do to escape from John BYPASS's grip. This is when Cassie hops from the apron down to the floor and nonchalantly approaches Scottie Trainier and Henry King VIII. Morse kind of talks to the two, before Scottie yells...

Scottie Trainier: AYE, FOCUS ON YER MATCH, LASSIE! ME CLIENT'S NABBIN' YER FRIEND!

This is when referee Thurgood Jackson steps in.

Thurgood Jackson: Girls, I need you to quit your squabblin'!

Henry King attempts to hop down from the apron, but his leg keeps him from doing much of anything relevant, so he just collapses to the ground. Faye takes this opportunity of the referee being distracted to walk over to John BYPASS and spray mist in his eyes.

John BYPASS: OOF! WITCH! THERE ARE WITCHES AMONG US, SIR RONALD!

BYPASS drops Logan to the ground, who with Faye's help, drags BYPASS to the ring. Ronnie Bronchitis tags himself back in...

John BYPASS: OW! MY HAND!

...as Cassie throws Scottie into Henry's leg.

Henry King VIII: MY LEG!

Scottie Trainier: ME BUM!

Ronnie looks down at Cassie's handiwork with a look of "are you kidding me?" before Logan turns him around. Bailey prompts Brown to enter the ring, which Faye does so. The Animated Maniac and the Resident Rockhouse wrench both of Bronchitis's arms before nailing him in the mush with dueling Pele kicks. Logan then looks down to Cassie.

Logan Bailey: HEY CASSIE!

Cassie Morse: Yessum?

Logan Bailey: Come change me back!

Morse nods, then runs to her own side of the ring and jumps onto the apron so Bailey can officially tag her in. Cassie then covers the still-prone body of Ronnie Bronchitis as Thurgood Jackson counts.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Thea Crawford: Here are your winners... Faye Brown, Logan Bailey, and Cassie Morse!

Faye and Logan enter the ring, with Cassie in the middle, and they all three raise their arms in victory. Logan's body then starts rumbling over itself before a bit of a glow emerges from her. She grows 8 inches and gains 80 pounds. Logan's long platinum blonde hair shortens and darkens to a brunette crew cut. That bit of stubble he had comes back as well. Once the glow dissipates, Logan's back to his normal self, which he himself has to check. However, he's still in the gear he was wearing as a woman. He kind of grimaces at this, but Faye and Cassie laugh it off.

Miranda Augustino: Drewski... I love wrestling, but I really fucking hate it sometimes, too. Like right now.

Andrew Payne: Don't be such a Debbie Downer, Mir! Regardless of how Logan looks or what he identifies as, those three right there should team a lot more often, in my opinion.

Miranda Augustino: Faye misted one of those idiots. I genuinely hope this is the last we hear from the Spanish Inquisition. I really do.

Winners: Faye Brown, Logan Bailey, and Cassie Morse
Result: Pinfall

The lights go down as Augustino's comment ends. They instantly come back up as Emevlas Stastias appears in front of Brown, Morse, and Bailey, with a microphone in hand, and with a table already set up behind them.

Emevlas Stastias: I hope I'm not interrupting anything important. But today's my birthday, and I'd like a present.

Faye backs up behind Logan and Cassie, as Cassie starts talking at Mevy. However, the lights go down again, and the crash and crackle of a table being broken can be heard. Once the lights come back up, they reveal Logan and Cassie still standing as if nothing happened, but Faye is down. Obviously, Mevy must have put her through that table. Her voice can be heard through the PA, and her face can now be seen on the video wall.

Emevlas Stastias: July 31st, Faye. This is your fate after stage one of our little tour through hell.

Logan picks up the microphone Mevy left behind.

Logan Bailey: Yeah, on July 31st, Faye's gonna whip your wannabe-Dio Brando ass. And once she's done, I'm gonna LAAAAAAAUGH and laugh. Because you will have had it coming. And baby, the best form of comedy is irony.

Emevlas Stastias: Interrupt me again, I'll drop you where you stand. This isn't your fight or that country viking girl's fight... this is Faye's, so I suggest you run along before I end up making another example out of you three.

This quiets Logan down for the moment.

Emevlas Stastias: Yes, the best form of comedy is indeed irony. I can agree with that, that's valid. However, you've obviously mistaken me for someone else. Because I am no one to laugh at. I've already foreseen Sudden Death, peon, and you don't exist in what I've foreseen. In any form. None of you do. I see that Faye's lost in two straight falls, and that she's stuck at the bottom where I put her and had intended to keep her. Thus, this is exactly what's going to happen eye-are-ell. I simply need Faye to sign a piece of paper allowing this to happen. Once she does, it's done. Deal with it.

Run The Jewels's "Panther Like A Panther" starts up as Logan attempts to respond. However, his mic is cut off. He realizes this and throws it at the video wall before tending to his girlfriend.
We cut backstage to find Amy Connors standing by with a microphone in hand and a smile on her face.

Amy Connors: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time… the returning, “Unbreakable” Stacy Jones!

The camera pans out a little as Stacy Jones almost skips into camera view with a big smile on her face and dressed in her ring attire along with her trademark custom black leather jacket.

Amy Connors: First of all, Stacy… welcome back!

Stacy Jones: Thank you, Amy! It’s good to be back! I’ve missed this place so much and I can’t wait to get back into that squared circle and do what I love!

Amy Connors: Well your first match back tonight is against Brea Lombardi… what are your thoughts on her?

The Unbreakable One outstretches her arms and raises an eyebrow.

Stacy Jones: C’mon Amy! You know me well enough now to know that this is why I love doing this so much! This is why I have been doing this for over ten years and why I’m showing no signs of slowing down!

She drops her arms back down by her sides.

Stacy Jones: I have never faced Brea Lombardi before, and she seems like a pretty cool and talented chick so I’m excited and pumped to step into the ring with her.

Amy Connors: You mentioned in your update on your health via satellite at Manifest Destiny II that you’re hoping to get an opportunity at one of the singles championships available to you on Trauma, so I take it you’ll be hoping to pick up the victory tonight?

Stacy Jones: Of course I’m hoping for that, Amy. I know that I am capable of being a champion here in NFW… and I know Brea will also be hoping to climb further up the ladder to increase her chances of getting a title shot too. That’s what this business is all about… fighting as hard as you can against equally determined competitors to get the opportunity to become a champion. And I plan on doing exactly that tonight!

As the interview finishes and Jones starts to walk off the set, she is approached by a small girl. The girl looks a little disheveled and there doesn’t seem to be any adults around, but the girl lifts up her hand and in it is a slip of paper.

Child: She said you’d know.

The Unbreakable One is a little confused as she flips open the folded piece of paper and reads the words written in green.

Stacy Jones: When will you step up?

When Jones looks up, the child is gone.

Stacy Jones: Weird…

The Unbreakable One then places the piece of paper into her jacket pocket and then disappears off camera as we cut elsewhere.

Match #2/Singles Match

Brea Lombardi vs Stacy Jones

The fight opens up with a collar and elbow tie up, as Stacy assumed she would have a much better ground game, due to her experience. She has her in a kneeling headlock, but Brea surprised her with some smooth chain wrestling, which the two had multiple exchanges. Stacy would go for a hip toss, but Brea blocked it and hit one of her own.

Brea would capitalize with a could of clubbing blows to her back, as she looked to wear her down a bit. She gets Stacy to her feet, as Brea rushed in for a clothesline. Stacy ducked, as she headed to the opposite ropes and handspring off of them, but Brea would reach in and catch her for a German Suplex as she avoided the elbow, causing Stacy to land hard on the back of her shoulders. She goes for a bridge, as Leone goes to count the fall, but Stacy kicked out at two.

Andrew Payne: "Impactful counter by Brea, but, Stacy still has way too much in her to seal the deal."

Miranda Augustino: "Stacy may have a bit more than she expected from this upstart, though."

With Stacy down Brea would try to keep the high flyer grounded with a knee smash against the canvas. She would try to go for a figure four legwork, but Stacy kicked her away with both legs. She stands up and catches Brea with a kick to the right as she rebounds from the ropes. She then delivered a left kick to cause Lombardi to kneel, and then followed up with a shining wizard to knock her down to the canvas.

Andrew Payne: "Explosive strikes by Stacy Jones. Doesn't look like she's missed a beat."

With Brea down, Stacy would capitalize, as she ran to the ropes and springboarded off of them to hit Brea with a European uppercut, causing the crowd to cheer a bit for the returning veteran.

Miranda Augustino: "And like that, she's back in the driver's seat."

Stacy would get Brea up and whip her into the corner before running to her opponent and striking her with a Stinger Splash. Stacy would attempt to follow up with a hurricanrana, but Brea hooked her arm into the rope to block the move, as Stacy tried to flip her, but landed on her tummy. She started to get up, but Brea bounced off the second rope and clipped her with a triangle dropkick as she got up and went for a cover.

1..

2..

No! Stacy kicked out, as Brea looks to capitalize with her position. She runs to the ropes, and rebounds off looking for her powerslide lariat. Brea hooked the leg once more, confident in herself as Leone slid in.

1..

2..

Thr- No!

Andrew Payne: "Brea is really taking it to Stacy here, but, she just can't put her away!"

A bit frustrated, Brea would argue briefly, but knows she needs to keep her foot on the gas pedal. She heads to the top rope, looking for the Mosh-Room Stomp, as she leaped off, with Stacy rolling out of the way, and Brea somersaulting to save the landing. She gets up to eat a thrust kick to the midsection by Stacy, and then a springboard flatliner for her trouble.

Miranda Augustino: "Amazing dodge by Jones, that saved her skin."

Andrew Payne: "And a fantastic follow up! Great ring awareness by Stacy Jones!"

Stacy would confidently tap her head, proud of herself for outsmarting Brea, as she planned on finishing the match here and now. She ascended the top turnbuckle, looking for her signature move, a diving corkscrew stunner. As Brea was getting to her feet, Stacy leapt off and in a split-second reaction, Brea does a Ric Flair style flop to cause Stacy to crash and burn!

Miranda Augustino: "That's an uh… unorthodox counter to that move."

Andrew Payne: "I think that's a good word for Brea's style as a whole to be honest."

With Stacy down, Brea would go outside of her wheelhouse, as she goes for a rear naked choke to try and squeak out with a submission, as she aimed to keep Stacy grounded and not give her another opportunity. Stacy would struggle in the hold a bit, as Antonio would check on Stacy if she was going to tap. She got closer to the ropes, and was about to go for a rope break, but instead used them to bounce over and double Brea up with the cover, as Antonio was right on the pin attempt.

Miranda Augustino: "What a reversal by Stacy! She's got it right here!"

1..

2..

3!

He counted, as Brea kicked out just after the three count, whilst Antonio called for the bell and "I Will Not Break" played on the speakers as Stacy celebrated while Brea stands on her knees with a disappointed look on her face.

Andrew Payne: "What a close match right there, Stacy Jones winning by the skin of her teeth right there, and showing her craftiness over the fresh rookie."

Miranda Augustino: "You can't take too much away from Brea. She made it a really close fight, and has a lot of growth to her."

They say, as Stacy would offer a hand to her opponent. Brea hesitated a bit, before Stacy takes her hand and pulled her in for a show of respect, as the crowd applauded the two.

Result: Pinfall

Backstage, we see Viola Mancini in a one sided phonecard about business back home, as she smiled, in a very good mood.

Viola Mancini "Excellent news. I'm glad everything has gone smoothly with the import process…."

She said, twirling a lock of her hair with her left trigger finger and a wide smile.

Viola Mancini "We'll discuss more over dinner. There's a place here in Chicago that has cacciatore almost as good as home. We ever expand out this way, maybe we'll see about making an asset out of it… Ciao, Bella!"

She said, hanging up, as Viola seemed pleased about business, as she turned the corner and bumped face first into Big Bubba Thompson.

Big Bubba Thompson: Oh, I’m sorry, Miss Vola! I ain’t seen ya there!

A big smile beams off the big man’s face. The collision into the large individual, however, would quickly diminish the good mood from Viola, who was knocked to the ground from the big weight difference.

Viola Mancini Watch where you're going, creep! You should be grateful to even look at a woman like myself.

Viola said, as she got to her feet and dusted herself off, not wanting to dirty up her lavish dress.

Viola Mancini "I'm sure you had your eyes glued to my win last week, didn't you?"

Bubba starts to stammer and hem and haw.

Big Bubba Thompson: I...I was just… um… back there, I wasn’t…

Viola Mancini "Uh? Um? Uh? Yeah. Sure you weren't. Maybe if you and those two incels you hang out with would learn some real respect about that word you throw around!"

She said, continuing to berate him. Taken aback, Bubba just stares abc at her, confused by the sudden tonal change in her voice.

Big Bubba Thompson: Y’all mean Shawn and Cam? They’s my cousins…

Just then Cameron and Shawn Worley come walking up behind Bubba and glare at Viola.

Cameron Worley: Incels? Woman just called us incels and shit?

Shawn Worley: I believe she did…

Cameron Worley: Damn, I spose Carmen and Reya need to get told ‘bout that problem, don’t they?

Shawn nods.

Shawn Worley: They’d be a might pissed at the implication. Might more pissed that y’all was tryin’ to upset Bubba while you was doin’ it!

Cameron Worley: Oh that be for damn sure! You ain’t need to be a stuck up beyotch to Bubba just cause you ain’t lookin’ where you was goin’ and fuckin’ ran into him! He ain’t done nothin’ to you, Miss Madison Square Garden is in Queens… which, it’s in Manhattan, but hey, who’s checkin’ all them damn boroughs, right? But don’t worry, just to show they ain’t no hard feelin’s, we done brought you a present…

Shawn pulls out a squeeze bottle and sprays Viola’s clothes with the contents.

Shawn Worley: Looks good on her, don’t it?

Cameron Worley: Sho do…

What they fired from the squirter bottle was a very suggestive white, as Viola was repulsed and disgusted as it covered her fancy dress and was in her hair, as she shrieked from it.

Viola Mancini "Oh my God, what is wrong with you mental cases?! What is this nasty smelling stuff?!"

She said, embarrassed, as Viola would rush to the nearest bathroom to get it off of her, as she had zero knowledge of Southern cuisine to know what cream gravy was. As she retreated, she cursed at them in Italian.

Viola Mancini "Voi disgustosi bastardi amanti dei cugini la pagherete!"

Cameron and Shawn shrug.

Cameron Worley: What? Y’all ain’t like sawmill gravy?

Shawn Worley: Dayamn, watch’y’all put on biscuits then?

They watch keep going and just shake their heads.

Cameron Worley: That woman ain’t right…

Big Bubba Thompson: Did I…?

Shawn shakes his head.

Shawn Worley: No, Big Man, y’all ain’t done nothin’ wrong.

Cameron Worley: Come on, don’t you worry ‘bout her now… everything’s gonna be just fine.
Legion has her team minus Mister J whom she has sent on a new errand for her in their locker room backstage. She is sitting at her makeup table, as she sees her team, Danae and Kassandra Standing behind her in the distance getting ready to join her at ringside for the match against Griffin Hawkins. Legion finishes putting her makeup on then turns to her girls.

Legion: You two have your marching orders understood?

Kassandra: No interference unless it is necessary, but even then why would we? You know your own skills and hence we are just there to watch.

Danae: Besides we need to focus anyway, I want those tag team or Trios titles, and your supposed to be the one guiding us to them…

Kass waved her off as Legion got up from her spot then went over looking down at Danae growling a bit as her red eyes glow up grabbing her by her jacket. She then looked over at Kass who backed off, stepping away from Legion.

Legion: Do we not provide for you? Do we not take care of you, yes the tag team titles, or the trios titles would be a good option. But we do not appreciate the attitude especially when we are the one about to go out for our match. We will discuss this later.

Legion grabbed her robe as she stepped out of the room still gruntled, but she was willing to focus on the current task at hand. She then looked across seeing someone for a moment, then she pulled up her hood.

With Legion out of sight, Isis comes into view. She looks on to ensure that no one else is in the area. She puts her hand on the door, slowly pushes it up. The camera cuts on the inside to see The Wolves of Legion talking among themselves. They don’t have much time to react as Isis charges in pushing Danae into Kassandra. Kassandra is knocked to the floor. The two Amazonian women begin to slug it out among themselves, neither giving an inch to the other. Danae goes for a haymaker that Isis ducks. Isis responds with an elbow to Danae’s forehead. Kassandra gets up to club Isis in the back. Isis turns around, unaffected. Kassandra goes for a kick, Isis catches her leg. She drops the leg, grabs Kassandra by the arm. Before Danae can retaliate from the redhead, Isis irish whips Kassandra into Danae, all this does is send Danae into the wall. She doesn’t go down. Kassandra once again finds herself on the floor. Isis and Danae start to slug it out again. Danae does manage to stun Isis with a kick to the gut. Danae then wraps her hand around Isis' neck. She has evil intentions in mind. Isis stomps on Danae’s foot, this forces Danae to release her vice grip. Isis backs up just enough to build enough momentum to spear Danae to the door. This left Isis vulnerable for Kassandra to kick Isis in the side of the head.

Kassandra pounds furiously across Isis' back. The anger coursing through Isis is enough for her to rise back to her feet despite the repeated shots. Isis grabs Kassandra by the neck. Before Danae can rise back to her feet, Isis chokeslams Kassandra on top of Danae. Isis breathes a little heavy. Then she grabs a nearby steel chair. She cracks the chair on Kassandra first. To make sure Danae stays down she crashes the steel chair across her. Isis tosses the steel chair across the room.

She stands over both The Wolves of Legion. She dust her shoulder off, turns around and leaves them laying on the floor. The scene fades.
We go to the back where Amy Connors is looking for somebody. She notices Griffin Hawkins sitting against the wall, playing his guitar.

Amy Connors: Griffin, can we have a word?

He looks over to her, putting his guitar aside.

Griffin Hawkins: Why sure.

Amy Connors: At Manifest Destiny 2...we saw the first ever Board Room Brawl match between you and Steele Matthews. You both pulled out all the stops..but in the end it was you who was victorious as you made Matthews pass out with the Whammy Bar. What are your thoughts on the match...and Matthews?

He slowly gets up.

Griffin Hawkins: I'll be honest with you Amy...that had to be the craziest match I've ever been involved with in a long time. I definitely felt it for a while as I took last Trauma off. As for Matthews...well, you're about to hear something from me you don't normally hear when it comes to a man like him. He proved to the world and he proved to me...that he actually has a set. When he isn't jumping me from behind..or hiding behind that big gorilla of a bodyguard of his, he's actually tougher than he looks. I had him in the Whammy Bar..and I thought for sure he was gonna tap out, but he refused to do so. He proved to me that he does have what it takes to make it here in NFW....but it's a shame that he's still a scumbag. And if he still doesn't think I'm the real deal...all he's gotta do is sign on the dotted line and maybe one day we will fight again.

Amy Connors: Your match tonight is against Legion for a qualifier for the Perservence Title. How do you prepare for someone like her?

Griffin Hawkins: Legion is someone who's soul is dark with hate. She is looking to turn NFW into her own twisted reality. How do you prepare for someone as unpredictable as her? I don't know. I'm just gonna go out there and do what I always do and lay the down some heavy metal when me and her lock up and I send her straight back into the shadows from whence she came. She seems to think that she is going to easily take me out en route to the title....not gonna happen. It's been too long since I've had gold around my waist, and now that I'm finally free of Steele Matthews, there is nothing and no one that's gonna stop me from winning the gold. Legion better be prepared for war....because tonight, somebody's gonna get rocked.

He gets up and walks off as we head back to the ring.

Match #3/Perseverance Title Qualifier

Legion vs Griffin Hawkins

Legion and Hawkins locked up in the middle of the ring and vied for the upper hand. Griffin got the advantage with his greater strength but Legion slips backward in a summer salt evasion showing off her superior speed and agility. Instead of chasing her down, Grif was smarter than to take the bait, instead, he did an air guitar for the crowd throwing his arms up after. The crowd responded with a Raucous cheer for the Jukebox Hero but the momentary showboating left him open to attack Legion closing the distance as quickly as she created it, taking Hawkins down with a hurricanrana that flung him across the ring. It takes a hell of a lot more than that to keep Griffin Hawkins down, however, and the Mane Event is back on his feet before Legion can come at him with a follow-up. Hawkins catches the Ghost in a DDT that rattles her bones mid lunge and gets a one count for his troubles.

Griff doesn’t seem too bothered by the kickout, someone else’s resilience not putting a damper on his can-do spirit. Instead, he snaps off several rapid shin kicks to further put the damper on Legion’s chances of victory. Legion knows she has to get back on the ball and fast though and flops backward again but instead of hand springing away this time she sweeps Griffin’s legs out from under him and then flips herself into some sort of weird flippy double leg drop. Legion springs to her feet, stomping on Griffin to do so, and then she takes advantage of the Jukebox Hero’s slowness in getting to his feet by spinning him right round baby with a Leg trap sunset flip powerbomb. Legion gets herself a two count for this feat of in-ring ingenuity and she seems much more put out by this than Griffin was with his one count. The Leader of the Hive is furious as she gets up and continues her assault by raining down stomps onto Hawkins.

The Mane Event does what he does he does best and weathers out the storm. Griff’s down but not out, and he manages to get to the ropes not only making the Ref force Legion back but using it to vault himself up to his feet. He comes off the ropes with a Rocket Kick (Springboard Enziguri) that nearly takes Legion’s head off her shoulders. He waits for Legion to crump before following up with a breakdancing leg drop in his signature over-the-top rocker style. Legion gets up only to get whipped into the ropes but she comes off those ropes with a Thesz Press that puts a temporary end to Hawkins party. Griff shucks off Legion like so much spare weight but if left shaking out his shoulders and rubbing his neck from the barrage he’s taken. The pair trade moves back and forth, for every series of kicks and leg drops Griffin uses to try and get the upper hand, Legion comes right back at him with punches and stomps, just doing everything she can to keep the high flying Hawkins grounded and under control. Legion ends up dog walking Hawkins around the ring in a neck wrench, the Ref following the pair asking Griff if he wants to give up. Griffin adamantly refuses and does his damndest to pull toward the ropes, eventually even at a disadvantage his superior strength pays off and he makes it to the corner. Instead of grabbing the ropes, Grif gets a foot on them and uses that to unbalance Legion. Then he scurries up the ring post and takes Legion with a sliced bread #2. Hawkins goes for a cover but Legion gets a foot on the ropes before he can even try. Leading to the Jukebox Hero to pull her away by the arm.

Again, Legion turns it around on him, flipping up and kicking him in the face. It creates enough distance to allow Legion to get the express going again and the pair going back to exchanging blows. The Ref separates them after Legion throws a couple of straight potatoes in stubborn anger not liking Griff’s resilience at all. Legion slowly changes tactics not trying to match Griff’s highflying style but going for a more submission based gameplan. It serves her well enough to force Griff to the ropes again making him have to work to escape a sleeper. It’s enough that Griffin knows he needs to turn the tide and now, and he does that in spectacular fashion as Griffin Hawkins is known to do. He hefts Legion up and gets off a textbook Glam Slam (Michonoku Driver II) even through his fatigue. The audience can almost see the birds spinning around Legion’s head after that one. It’s there that Griff picks up steam, into a real rock of ages, whipping Legion into the ropes and coming off them with a high knee that keeps the Lead of the Hive head tripped. He goes on a series of high flying antics, pitching Legion around the ring and playing to the crowd like a true showman, finally bringing the match to a definite close with a showboating South of Heaven(Unprettier)! Griff nails it home, and flops on top of Legion hooking the leg!

One!!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner, GRIFFIN...HAWKINS!!

Andrew Payne: Griffin Hawkins joins the Perseverance Title match at Sudden Death II!!!!!

Miranda gives no verbal comment as she’s too busy playing air guitar to “Livin’ On A Prayer”

Andrew Payne: Ladies and gentlemen, my colleague.

Result: Pinfall

We find Mayumi Tanahashi in the back, though the orange and aqua clad diminutive dynamo doesn’t appear to be her normally cheery self. She takes a deep breath as she steps into the interview area, she lifts her head and almost immediately her eyes lit up and she smiles.

Mayumi Tanahashi: AMY!

Mayumi wraps Amy Connors up in a big hug, happy and giggling. She pulls back and composes herself. After all, she is a professional.

Mayumi Tanahashi: Gomen’nasai, gomen. I am very excited to see you rather than the strange rude guy.

Amy Connors: Kon'nichiwa Mayumi, it’s great to see you as well. I think they might move Kendall to a work from home kind of deal. Zoom interviews and things like that. I don’t know if it’s true, but with the number of people, he’s already upset… Anyways, we’re here to talk about your match with Lana Corvin. Before that though, we have to talk about the somewhat controversial ending to last week.

Mayumi Tanahashi: Heh, it’s not the first time it’s happened in one of my matches. The last time it happened they just gave both of us the title match and I ended up winning it, but I’m good with this decision as well.

Mayumi just smiles and shrugs.

Amy Connors: Well okay, any words for Lana Corvin and or the fans?

Mayumi Tanahashi: Yep, for both of, wait all of. Yes I do Amy. Lana Corvin… she’s kind of rude, she seems to take life WAAAAAY too seriously, and she doesn’t know anything about me. I didn’t fail at Manifest Destiny, I didn’t fail last week, and I will not fail tonight. I might have lost, but those happen. I learn I grow, I get better. That’s why I asked to wrestle every single Trauma if possible. I would think that is something a second generation talent would know, but maybe that isn’t picked up until you’re three generations in. Lana always brings up that she’s from a wrestling family, but I think people are forgetting that my grandfather was a very promising wrestler until a horrible car accident ended his career. He came back, became a highly respected referee, promoter, booker, and host for many foreign wrestlers. My father followed in those footsteps, first as a referee and then taking over promoting and booking. My uncle was a tremendous wrestler, mostly known back home, but some may know him. There’s also my brother, he’s held some titles, been in some big matches.

Amy Connors: I honestly was not aware your family had that kind of history in this business. Still, how do you combat the fairly large size difference?

Mayumi starts laughing, then turns to Amy to give her a sort of ‘seriously” expression.

Mayumi Tanahashi: Come on Amy. Of course, she’s bigger than me. Everyone in this company is bigger than me. Yet, I still got two big wins, one tough loss, buuuuut that was in a title match and I definitely didn’t make it easy. So tonight I’m just gonna do what I always do. I will use my speed, agility, intelligence, and the love of all my fans. Tonight I will fly so please come FLY WITH MEEEEE!.

Mayumi does her signature pose, then stops and tells Amy to do it too. They both pose, but Amy doesn’t quite have it. Mayumi helps her, and then one more time.

Mayumi Tanahashi: Everybody come and... FLY WITH MEEEEE!.

Boom perfect double pose from Mayumi and Amy before we fade to black.
The cameras open up on a locker room door, one of several in the backstage area. Most are either male or female rooms, but there are a few for the champions alone, a nice perk to be sure. This one, though, seems to be a standard women’s locker room. The hallway outside the door is quiet and there’s nothing behind the passage… until there is.

Yelling. Shrieking. Intermittent impacts. Hurried footsteps.

The door is slammed open and several local talents burst from the interior, a few of them half-dressed, a couple looking like they’ve been in a nasty little scrap. They head off in one direction while a yelled command from the opposite direction gets the camera’s attention.

Mano Derecha: ”<Damn it, get in there! Before she breaks something… or someone!>”

The powerhouse manager of La Silencia, Mano Derecha, is storming down the hall as her hard-soled boots thump against the concrete. A half-dozen of the Huesos Rojos are flanking her, three of them moving ahead while another stops to question her, of all things.

Huesos Rojos: ”<Yo, that’s the ladies’ room! I ain’t no pervert!”>

Derecha turns a snarl on the hooded figure, flexing a muscle or seven.

Mano Derecha: ”<Either get in there and get her out, or you deal with me! I assure you that I’m just as dangerous!>”

Huesos Rojos: ”<Yo, cool it, boss! We got it! No need to get harsh!>”

Mano Derecha: ”<Less lip, more grip!>”

And off the rest of them go. A few more locals file out of the locker room… in less of a rush but no less freaked. When Mano Derecha, and the camera now following her, get to the doorway, it looks like a tornado has smashed through the locker room. Overturned benches, toiletries tossed around everywhere, a line of lockers tipped over… perhaps a hurricane is more apropos.

Hurricane Silencia.

She stands in the middle of it, still having strips of other wrestlers’ gear gripped in her white-knuckled fists. Perhaps some hair, too. Silencia, as we well know, does not fight nice or fair. She whips around when the gangsters step in, barely calming when she sees Derecha behind them.

Huesos Rojos: ”<It’s cool, Queen. We’ll get this settled up. Just… y’know… don’t go tearing anything else up.>”

The cool, collected tone of the gang member leads one to think that he might rank a bit higher than the rest. Silencia stares at him, glowering above her mask and throwing aside a handful of debris as she takes measured steps toward him. He smartly backs up as Derecha gets between them. Silencia pauses, but snarls; she does not want to strike Derecha, but it is clear that it would not take much to push her to that point.

Mano Derecha: ”<There’s no need or call for this. I know it isn’t about that match. That Italian whore is nothing to you. She came out on top only because she couldn’t beat you square. She’s nothing.>”

Silencia straight up hisses. Derecha sighs and takes another step forward.

Mano Derecha: ”<It’s the search, right? That we haven’t found anything in weeks, that our leads are all but dried up. You’re impatient. Worried. I understand this. But still…>”

La Silencia: ”<I want what’s mine! I am tired of being patient! Make this happen, Leticia! Before you become part of the problem!>”

Taken aback by the harsh words, Derecha does not resist as Silencia storms past her and the other gang members, stomping into the hall and out of sight. The hoodies turn to Derecha, who sighs and shakes her head.

Mano Derecha: ”<Fucking fantastic…>”

The scene fades to black.
We come backstage where NFW interviewer Amy Connors is standing with none other than second-generation Lana Corvin. She stands there smugly in her ring gear, ready for her match later in the evening.

Amy Connors: I’m here with Lana Corvin who has a match later tonight against Mayumi Tanahashi, in a partial rematch from last week. In that match they each pinned one of the other competitors in the Perseverance Title match contenders match. Tonight they face off for that spot. Lana, about last week. What are your thoughts on the situation?

As Amy holds the microphone out for Lana she rolls her eyes at the question posed to her.

Lana Corvin: Mayumi got lucky in a chance she never should have had. Tonight, her luck runs out and she learns personally why when a Corvin wins, It Ain’t Luck.

With that Lana scoffs, turns, and walks away. Amy stands there speechless just shaking her head.
The camera fades into the locker room of Ana Evans, and there is a steel chair in the middle of the room. Ana walks in and sits down.

Ana Evans: My name is "Full of Heart" Ana Evans. I've been kicking ass all over the indie scene and finally I got a chance here in NFW. Let's get to the point. Every now and then, people would come and ask me, "What is "Full of Heart? What does it represent?"

She sits up a little bit straighter, and a necklace is visible on her neck.

Ana Evans: Growing up was hard. My dad left when I was 3. My mom raised my younger sister and I on her own. She worked hard. She was a fighter. You could say that it runs in the family. She told me that when life gets difficult. You need to fight. You need to work. You need to believe that there's hope. She's my hero.

She takes the necklace that she has around her neck and holds it in her hand, and takes a deep breath.

Ana Evans: My younger sister was pretty much my best friend. We went through a lot together. She committed suicide last year. She gave me this necklace for my birthday the year she died. This made me fight 10 times harder. This made me work 10 times harder. Everything I do is for her.

She pauses for a second.

Ana Evans: So you want to know what "Full of Heart" represents? It represents all those people who have lost people to suicide. Those people who have ever felt alone. All those people that work their asses off in the toughest times to achieve their goals. When I say "Full of Heart", I mean resiliency, motivation, and determination. This is only the beginning. The best is yet to come for Ana Evans here in NFW. Just. You. Wait.

The scene fades to black.

Match #4/Perseverance Title Qualifier

Lana Corvin vs Mayumi Tanahashi

~DING DING DING~

Mayumi marches right towards the middle of the ring to lock up with Lana, and immediately gets shoved backwards right onto her butt. Mayumi pops up to her feet, goes in again and once more Lana uses her major height advantage to just shove the small grappler down onto her but. Mayumi again pops up, goes in a third time, but this time she ducks under, runs to the ropes and comes back with a dropkick that staggers Lana. Mayumi follows with a quick enziguri that gets Corvin a bit rocked, hits the ropes again and takes her opponent off their feet with a headscissors. Mayumi covers and manages a 1 count. Mayumi brings Lana up, attempts an Irish whip and it’s blocked. Lana pulls Mayumi in and rakes the eyes as she delivers a hard knee to the midsection. Mayumi is pulled up onto the shoulder of Lana and then driven down with a double knee gutbuster. Lana doesn’t cover, instead pulling Mayumi up to whip her into the corner. Corvin follows with a big charging knee and Mayumi stumbles out, then drops. Lana has Mayumi set, leaps to the middle rope, then to the top and lands with the Goddess's Favor. The leg is hooked

ONE…

TWO…

THRE - KICK OUT!

Corvin glares at Desiree, yelling at her that it had to be three, but she insists it was only two. Lana pushes her away, hauls Mayumi up and brings her to the top rope. Lana gets Mayumi in position for the iconoclasm, gets the cut throat position, tosses Mayumi and then goes flying as Mayumi somehow counters with a beautiful hurricanrana. Lana is up to her feet fairly quickly and charges right at Mayumi, only to get caught with an arm drag. Corvin up and back down after another arm drag. Corvin is still getting up pretty quickly and charges, this time getting caught with a Japanese arm drag. Lana sits up clutching at her back as Mayumi pops up, hits a seated hook kick, then follows with a seated missile dropkick to Lana. Mayumi follows up with a springboard moonsault and a cover, but only manages a 2 count. Mayumi is feeling the crowd behind her as she hops over the top rope, waits for Lana to start getting up, then springboards up and looks for Sukaihōkī, only to be caught in mid air by Hecate’s Dagger. Lana makes the cover

ONE…

TWO…

THRE - KICK OUT!

Lana is in absolute shock at the kickout, screaming at Desiree now. Desiree backs up a bit and promises it was two. Mayumi crawls to the ropes and gets to her feet. Lana turns, sees her and looks for Hecate’s Dagger one more time, but Mayumi ducks and Lana goes tumbling to the outside. Mayumi is feeding off the crowd now as she runs to the other side and then back, leaping out at Lana Corvin with a Tope Suicida. The crowd is solidly behind the Sky Child as she grabs Lana and tosses her back into the ring. Mayumi takes a little bit to enjoy the cheers before she hops up to the apron. As Mayumi goes to get into the ring, Lana kicks the middle rope which will still hurt a lady just as it would a guy. Lana grabs Mayumi and sets up for the Spear of Diana. Before Lana can drive Mayumi down, the diminutive dynamo wiggles her legs, slips off and brings Lana down with an inverted DDT. Mayumi follows with the Kawaii Kutter, but can’t quite go for the pin. Both women are on the mat catching their breath. Mayumi is able to get up first and she hits the ropes coming right at Lana with It's Just MAGIC. With Lana Corvin down after the two big moves, Mayumi goes to the corner. She calls for the crowd to cheer as she heads up top as the ref checks on Lana for a moment. In this slight moment, Cali-Kate comes out from the crowd and knocks Mayumi with the Perseverance Championship. Mayumi falls from the top rope as Cali-Kate walks up the ramp. Lana gets to her feet and picks Mayumi up and delivers The Glorifier before hooking the leg.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Your winner as a result of a pin fall… LANA CORVIN!

Andrew Payne: Oh what the hell was that? Why did Cali-Kate get involved?

Miranda Augustino: Mayumi had her shot already, it’s time for someone new.

Andrew Payne: That is completely uncalled for. Mayumi is a very sweet girl and I believe she would have hit the Final Flight and got the win if not for that interference.

As Desiree raises Lana’s hand in victory, La Sirvientas de Yum Kimil slide into the ring. Lana bows out and leaves them to their work. Lady Death pulls Mayumi to her feet and tells her that “They’ve been chosen”. Lady Death sets Mayumi up for the Sacrificio a los dioses, hooking one arm over her shoulder as she runs her thumb across Mayumi’s throat. Lady Death powers Mayumi up, but before Santa Muerta can complete the move, a chair is smashed across her back. Minoru Tanahashi has arrived with a chair in hand. He slides in and takes a wild swing at Lady Death, but she bails out. Minoru goes to check on his sister as La Sirvientas de Yum Kimil walk backward up the ramp, staring down at the ring with smiles.

Result: Via Pinfall

The scene opens up just behind the curtain as Kate steps back through when Amy Connors runs up.

Amy Connors: Kate, why the interference in such a great match?

Kate simply looks at Amy, incredulously.

Cali-Kate: Isn't it obvious? Mayumi-chan had her shot. It missed. It missed so incredibly well there isn't enough material to cover up a failure like that.

Kate smiles and invites Amy to walk with her.

Cali-Kate: If I'm going to continue as the Perseverance champion, my opponents have to be fresh, not a walking fucking roundabout merry-go-round of the same three or four competitors over and over again. I am going to make this title mean something when I finally surrender it. Which I can damn assure you will not be in the near future.

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

Cali-Kate: And yes, I purposely left out not losing it, because that isn't gonna happen. Not to any of these two assclowns who won tonight, not to whatever other bitches Isabella wants to throw in my way. Every challenger, everywhere is welcome to step in that ring and try their hand. And if you think I'm not gonna run a fucking bulldozer on each and every one of them before I'm done, watch me. Game Start, bitch!

Kate shoots Amy a wink before walking off leaving Amy to just stare after her as the scene fades out.

Match #5/Guardians of the Pyramid Qualifier

River Chance vs Azurine Vebbins

As the bell sounds, both women cautiously begin the match before locking up and immediately, River puts her power on display, shoving Azurine off of her. Azurine gets back up to her feet though as River charges in and drives her opponent into the corner before delivering a few shoulder tackles to the midsection. River pulls Azurine out of the corner and brings her up over her head into a gorilla press, walking around the ring with her before she dumps Azurine to the mat. River picks Azurine up and sends her into the ropes. Azurine comes off the ropes and River snaps off a beautiful powerslam and goes for a cover, only for Azurine to kick out at two. River picks Azurine up off the mat and locks in a sleeper hold. Azurine fights, trying to find the ropes, but with all the fight, it wears her down even more as Azurine drops to a knee and it looks like she’s beginning to fade. The ref checks on Azurine and her arm drops once, twice, but on the third, she manages to keep her arm from dropping and make it back to a vertical base. Azurine delivers a few elbows to the midsection of River and breaking free.

Azurine hits the ropes and she delivers a slingblade to River, taking her to the mat. River bounces back up though as Azurine reaches her feet and delivers a series of hip tosses to River before hitting the ropes and delivering a basement dropkick to the back of River. She pushes River down to the mat and goes for a cover, but River powers out at one. Azurine gets to her feet and brings River up as well before hitting the ropes and delivering a spinning headscissors that sends River out of the ring. Azurine climbs to the top rope and dives down onto River with a crossbody before picking River up and sending her back into the ring. Azurine slides in as well and she delivers a half nelson suplex before going for another cover, this time managing to get a two count. Azurine finally grabs River and she delivers Pearly Gatekeeper and hooks the leg and gets the win.

Andrew Payne: What a great match between these two tonight and congrats to Azurine for moving onto the Guardian’s of the Pyramid match.

Miranda Augustino: I hope she gets her jaw broken so we don’t have to hear her talk again.

Result: Pinfall

The scene opens in a child’s bedroom, the shot trained on a crib in the corner of the room. It zooms out to reveal Geri and Derrick Vayden, both looking down at their baby, Makayla, as she sleeps in Derrick’s arms. After a few moments of the wholesome sight, Derrick looks up at the camera.

Derrick Vayden: So, NFW. I’m sure this is the first time most of you are seeing us. Let me introduce ourselves. I am Derrick Vayden. This is my wife Geri. And this…

Derrick carefully holds the baby in his arms up.

Derrick Vayden: This is our daughter Makayla. This little girl right here is the reason we’re here in NFW. Kay deserves the world and that’s what we’re going to give her. See, New Frontier isn’t the first promotion we’ve been apart of together. We first met in the ring. She was fighting me for my championship. We had a few great fights as opponents. Chemistry grew. Soon we were fighting for one another, both in and out of the ring, against people who didn’t want us to be together. Against people who didn’t want us to adopt Makayla. But we’re still here, a family.

Geri runs her hand along Derrick's arm.

Geri Vayden: Chemistry is so weird sometimes. It can lead us to react in different ways. The thing is Derrick and I are a unit but that doesn't mean we can't do our own thing. Our careers overlap but they are not dependent on one another. We are both multiple-time champions in multiple promotions. I am a mixed martial artist and a gold medal gymnast. I am athletically superior to my peers.

She smirks as she looks at Derrick.

Derrick Vayden: We’re great together but we don’t need to be together to be great. So, Last of the Valkyries, Silver Age, whoever ends up with those tag team titles, you’re safe from the Vaydens, at least for the time being. No, we’re going to be focusing on our respective singles careers for the time being. That’s not to say we won’t work together when the need arises, but for the most part, we will be doing our own things. And, who knows, maybe we’ll face off against each other for old time’s sake. I guess we’ll all just have to wait and see…

Geri Vayden: Maybe so…

Derrick Vayden: But until then, take care. We’ll be seeing you soon, NFW.

The two wave as the scene fades out.

Main Event/Singles Match

FM Young vs Adrianna Salvatore

The bell rang and the confrontation that had been brewing since Manifest Destiny 2, was about to come to a head. It had boiled up last week but now it looked about ready to erupt. First came the jaw jacking, with FM Young getting in Adrianna Salvatore’s face. Jaw jacking escalated into shoving before the shots started flying. This stage of the match was pretty back and forth, granted Young had a little more force behind her strikes and was able to get Salvatore back into the corner. She whipped the one responsible for hospitalizing her friend and protege, Risa Jackson, across the ring and hard into the corner, staying right on her heels to hit with a big body splash in the corner. She repeated the process, whipping Adrianna into the opposite corner and came right in with a big forearm, rocking the woman in black leather some more. This time, FM ran across the ring herself and pushed off with her foot from the middle turnbuckle. She charged back across the ring but here came Adrianna out of the corner, colliding with her by way of a running clothesline. FM stayed on her feet and told Adrianna to hit her again. Adrianna ran off the ropes and drove a shoulder block into FM, rocking her back into the ropes. FM used the momentum to shove Adrianna violently and demand she try again. To see if she really thought she could take her down. Adrianna hit the ropes, came back and knocked FM back into the ropes again. This time, however, Adrianna told FM to come and try her own hand at it. When FM did, however, the Tiger came off the ropes, charged at Adrianna and the harbinger of doom popped FM off her feet, into the air just high enough to catch her right into a quick Samoan Drop. Adrianna popped up to her feet, FM sat right up, just in time for Adrianna to hit a low superkick, knocking her back to the mat. Adrianna hit the ropes then for a Running Senton and hooked the leg for a cover, getting a two count.

Adrianna maintained the advantage for the next couple of moments, occasionally telling FM that Risa got what she asked for and now the same was going to be given to her. This was enough to push FM over the proverbial edge and when Adrianna went for what was probably the GRB, FM sidestepped, sending her into the ring post between the turnbuckles. Adrianna stumbled back, turning right into FM who hoisted her up and dropped her down onto her knee with Stand Alone Complex for a cover and a two count! FM got Adrianna up and the two traded offense again, with FM starting to show her opponent that the harbinger wasn’t the only one with a power advantage. Adrianna, however, used this opportunity to showcase her resiliency as FM sent her off the ropes and delivered Human Error Processor, paused for a breath then went for the cover. She got a 1...2...and a kickout just before Referee Akiyama’s hand smacked the mat for 3!!! FM ran her hands back through her hair, in partial disbelief that her opponent wasn’t down and out yet. FM got up to her feet and pulled Adrianna up and went for Heart of the Phoenix but as she hoisted her up, the woman pushed her feet off of the mat and rolled backwards through it and landed on her feet before Young could follow through. As Adrianna stumbled to catch her balance, FM ran to the ropes, possibly looking for a Spear but Adrianna ran off the adjacent side and as their paths began to cross, she leaped up off the mat, coming down with TA01!!!!! Right across the jaw of FM Young!!!! The Tiger of NFW hit the mat and Adrianna stumbled back into the corner, setting up for the Rogue Planet. Adrianna sneered, and hissed as she waited for FM to get back up to her feet. However, just as she was about to charge in...the lights went out!!!!!

Andrew Payne: Hey now, what the hell?

Miranda Augustino: Who turned out the damn lights, cabron?! Show ain’t over yet!

A moment later, the sounds of a scuffle inside the ring were heard. Grunting. Yelling. Feet shuffling across the mat. Bodies being slammed onto the mat. Sounds of a chair being whacked against something or someone. When the lights came back on, the crowd were shocked and appalled to see none other than House Crowley - Anton Crowley and Cali-Kate, NFW’s Undisputed and Perseverance Champions standing in the ring. Both FM Young and Adrianna Salvatore were laid out on the mat. Kate stood with a foot on FM Young’s chest while Anton stood directly over Adrianna, brandishing the chair that had been heard. In his other hand, the Undisputed Champion held a microphone. Anton pressed the edge of the chair against Adrianna’s throat, leaning down on it with his forearms as he subsequently began to choke the life out of her. As he did, he tilted the mic up towards his lips.

Anton Crowley: Last warning, Adrianna. Bend the knee. Wouldn’t want you to end up like your dear brother….

“Head Like A Hole” filled the PA system while Anton’s shoulders shook with laughter and he finally pulled the chair off of Adrianna’s throat, tossing it aside and opened his arms out to the side, commanding the worship of the crowd. Kate came over, carrying both of their belts and draped the Undisputed title over Anton’s shoulder before leaning into him. The couple kissed as Anton wrapped an arm around her and grabbed her suggestively. The credits began to roll as the two looked at the camera with a pair of wicked grins.

Andrew Payne: As disappointed as I am, why am I not surprised that this happened? What a shit way to end the show! I apologize, everyone!

Miranda Augustino: You kidding?! That was awesome! And hot!!!! Hot hot HOT!!!! Later bitches!!! Mama’s gotta go cool off a bit. Gawd DAYUM!!!!!

Result: No Contest