NFW Trauma #45 - 07/24/2021!

Andrew Payne: Hello and welcome, everyone! I’m Andrew Payne, joined by my broadcast colleague Miranda Augustino and this is NFW Saturday Trauma!

Miranda Augustino: Oye, bitches! What it do?! We in this shit and I’m sweating my goddamn chichis off!

Andrew Payne: TMI, Mir. TMI. Well, this is, ladies and gentlemen. NFW is wrapping up their time at WrestleStock with today’s Trauma. Next week, we’re back in Chicago and Sudden Death 2 will be upon us! Home of the Guardian of the Pyramids match-

Miranda Augustino: -which Papi Anton is gonna retain against all six of those motherfuckers! Just you watch!

Andrew Payne: Well, it’d be quite a feat since he volunteered, I’d even dare say he demanded to start the match off at number one!

Miranda Augustino: He’s the only one who could do it! Except maybe Katie baby.

Andrew Payne: Hah, oh funny you mention that, considering--

Miranda Augustino: Ahhhh let’s not bring that up. Let’s just start the damn show.

Andrew Payne: Here we go, everyone! Enjoy!
The camera finds the Cornbread Mafia, brothers Cameron Worley and Shawn Worley and their cousin, Big Bubba Thompson, the Worley Brothers visibly trying to calm their larger cousin down.

Cameron Worley: Bubba… y’all just need to calm down, Big Man!

Bubba shakes his head, looking almost panicked.

Big Bubba Thompson: She mad at me and I…

Shawn Worley: Bubba, it ain’t even matter.

Big Bubba Thompson: Why she mad at me? We won our match! What did I do?

Cameron Worley: You ain’t done…

Bubba backs up a step and shakes his head.

Big Bubba Thompson: I must have, why would she be mad at me otherwise?

Shawn Worley: You ain’t done nothin’, Bubba. She’s just a mean ol’ girl that ain’t happy with nothin…

Cameron nods.

Cameron Worley: Y’all heard, she’s only comin’ for ya cause she thinks we’re simple, backwoods folk that are usin’ a name for no reason that she thinks she owns totally because she’s the one who ain’t gotten outta her little bubble and has no idea that our team name is a historical reference!

Shawn Worley: Woman thinks she has things on lock and just proves she ain’t know much of anythin’!

Bubba frowns on confusion.

Big Bubba Thompson: She really gonna challenge me to a no DQ match?

Cameron nods sadly.

Cameron Worley: Cause she ain’t know what she’s really gettin’ herself into.

Bubba shakes his head.

Big Bubba Thompson: I don’t wanna do no no dq match…

Shawn pays him on the shoulder.

Shawn Worley: You’ll do fine, Bubba, she ain’t ready for what’s comin’ at all!

Big Bubba Thompson: Y’all sure?

Cameron nods.

Cameron Worley: Y’all’ll be fine, Bubba. Everything’s gonna work out fine.
We open up on the outside of an old, abandoned looking warehouse. There’s a singular light lighting up the parking lot. The light flickers and goes out, and when a light comes back on, we find ourselves inside of the building. A singular light flickers in the middle of the room and we see a shadow dart from one corner of the room to the other. The light flickers again and we see the shadow dart past again, this time a little closer. The light flickers a third time and the shadow pops up right in front of the camera and lets out a maniacal laugh before disappearing.

The camera walks around the building a little bit as we hear a high pitched squeal coming from down a hall. The camera rushes down the hall where we see the light of a television screen lighting up the hallway. As the camera gets close to the door, the screaming is heard again and for just a brief second, we get a glimpse of Amy Connors sitting there, strapped to a chair, being forced to watch the television. Before anything else can be discovered, the door slams shut and La Profita is now in front of the camera wagging her finger.

La Profita: No, no, no, she isn’t ready to be seen by the public again yet. Her transformation is just now beginning. Now be gone before something bad happens to you.

The camera turns around and behind it is Santa Muerta and Lady Death with a pair of baseball bats in hand. The swing and the sound of wood meeting skull is heard as the camera falls to the ground and we see the two of them swing the bat one more time and the feed goes to static as we hear one last blood curdling scream from Amy behind that closed door.

Tanahashi Twins v. La Siervientas de Yum Kimil

There’s a bit of tomfoolery before the match begins courtesy of The Tanahashi Twins. Santa Muerte is starting for La Sirvientas de Yum Kimil, but Minoru and Mayumi still seem to be going back and forth.

Minoru Tanahashi: Okay, fine, rock paper scissors.

Mayumi Tanahashi: Ugh, you always win that one.

After a few more seconds Mayumi agrees, they shoot, Mayumi goes rock, and Minoru goes paper.

Minoru Tanahashi: Of course I always beat you, you always choose rock.

Mayumi Tanahashi: Because I’m tough. Besides, I’m the one that won my match.

Minoru Tanahashi: With my help. Well kind of.

Santa Muerte allows the shenanigans to go on, then finally they circle and lock up. Minoru is able to utilize that significant size advantage, slips behind, and hits a quick belly to back suplex. Minoru tags Mayumi in and tells her to go up top. Minoru hits a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker and Mayumi hits a picture perfect springboard moonsault. Minoru rolls out, Mayumi rolls to the corner, and Minoru tags back in then pulls Santa Muerte up for a dragon suplex and has Mayumi hit an enziguri. Minoru bridges for the pin and gets a close 3 count. Minoru brings Santa Muerte up for the Falcon Arrow, but Muerte slipped off, hit a chop block, and followed with a quick tornado DDT. Muerte rolls to Death, tags in, and hops to the top rope as Death pulls Minoru up and sets for a German suplex. Santa Muerte flies off with a beautiful missile dropkick and Lady Death uses that momentum to power over The Black Lion. Lady Death bridges into the count and it’s a very close 2. Lady Death goes back to her corner, heads to the top, and crashes down with a vicious diving headbutt to Minoru. Lady Death makes the cover.

TWO…

THR - KICK OUT!

Death is a bit surprised, but there’s a quick tag to Santa Muerte followed by a drop toe hold which is quickly followed by a basement dropkick to the side of the head, then a jumping senton and a cover for a close 2 count. Santa Muerte is a bit amused and pulls Minoru up, then looks for a tornado DDT and gets dropped stomach first on the top rope. Minoru hits a quick sliding European uppercut to drop her and then lands in his corner where Mayumi tags herself in. Mayumi hits a hurricanrana to Santa Muerte as she’s getting to her feet, runs to the corner, and hits Lady Death with a dropkick that staggers her. A corkscrew neckbreaker takes Santa Muerte right back down and a rope assisted enziguri knocks Lady Death off the apron. Mayumi jumps to the outside, leaps up, and comes flying off with the Final Flight, but the attempt is too early and she lands on the knees of Santa Muerte. Muerte tags in Lady Death who pulls Mayumi up and hits a vicious swinging neckbreaker. Death tags Muerte back in and they hit a quick double suplex. Another tag in and out, and this time it’s a double hip toss and dropkick. Muerte is tagged back in and looks at Mayumi with a smile as she waits for her on the apron, Mayumi slowly turns and sees Santa Muerte coming in for the blockbuster and she catches Muerte with a dropkick in mid air. Mayumi rolls off, raises her hand high, and gets a cheer from the crowd as she hits the ropes and proves to Santa Muerte that It's Just MAGIC!. Mayumi drives her knee into the skull of Muerte and quickly covers.

TWO…

THRE - KICK OUT!

Minoru cheers for Mayumi and calls her over, he tags himself back in and tells her to go to the top. He goes to bring Santa Muerte up, but his knee buckled slightly and he brings her down, hits a quick forearm, and hits a snap suplex, then Mayumi follows with a foot stomp. Minoru covers, gets a 2 count, then tags Mayumi out, slips out, and tags himself back in as they hit a double dropkick. Another tag in and tag out, this time, and this time it’s a double DDT. Another cover and 2 count. Another tag to Mayumi and Minoru goes to slide out and tag back in, but Mayumi ducks it and tells him she’s got this. Mayumi pulls Santa Muerte up and gets her eyes raked, followed by a rope assisted tornado DDT that allows her to knock Minoru off the apron. Muerte tagged Lady Death back in and they hit a quick double suplex before Lady Death pulls Mayumi up and delivers a quick facebuster. Minoru is up on the outside in time to see Mayumi slip out of a death valley driver and counter with a big headscissors. Minoru gets back on the apron and wants the tag, but Mayumi ignores him. Minoru tells her to tag again, but she says no, turns around, and gets whacked with a Santa Muerte enziguri. Mayumi is completely rocked and susceptible to the Air Raid Siren of Santa Muerte.

TWO…

THRE - KICK OUT!

Santa Muerte almost seems impressed, but that quickly fades as she whips Mayumi into the corner, tags in her partner and they hit a double belly to back suplex. Lady Death covers and gets a two count. Both teams using frequent tags, but one was definitely more willing to share the ring. Santa Muerte is tagged back and this time it’s a sidewalk slam from Santa Muerte and a diving leg drop from Lady Death. There’s a cover and a two count. Lady Death comes back in and they set her up for a lungblower and flying crossbody, but Mayumi slides off and they collide. Mayumi ducks the double clothesline and rolls to Minoru to tag in. The Black Lion comes in with a springboard crossbody that takes both of them down. Death is up first and she eats a stuff European uppercut. Muerte receives a blistering knife edge chop. Another European uppercut to Death and a second chop to Santa Muerte that sends her to the ropes. Minoru hits the ropes, delivers a slingblade to Lady Death, pops up, and sends Santa Muerte to the outside with a running palm strike. Minoru looks to see Lady Death still down, charges to the ropes, and flies to the outside with a Tope Con Hilo. The crowd and Minoru are absolutely on fire as Minoru slides in and levels Lady Death with a Kabukicho Nights Minoru makes the cover.

TWO…

THRE - KICK OUT!

There’s a slight gasp, and Minoru is a little shocked, but he stops, takes a few breaths, and simply nods. Minoru stretches out his knee, then looks to the corner and tags Mayumi in, he slips out and tells her double springboard dropkicks, Mega Sukaihōkī. Mayumi agrees and they connect with the big double springboard dropkick, absolutely crushing Lady Death and sending her flying back where Santa Muerte is waiting to make the tag. Muerte comes in with a missile dropkick of her own, then she quickly whips Minoru into the corner. Santa Muerte follows with a running dropkick, then tags Lady Death in, and tags back out so they can hit a double brainbuster. Muerte hits a quick basement dropkick and covers for the 2 count, then brings Lady Death back in. Lady Death sets up for a Tiger suplex and has Santa Muerte up top for a blockbuster. Minoru is able to free an arm, elbows Lady death a few times, and sends her flying forwards into Santa Muerte. Santa Muerte tags herself in as she falls in. Mayumi wants the tag, but Minoru says he’s got it, even though he comes up a bit awkwardly on his knee. Santa Muerte is up and then right back down courtesy of a running European uppercut. Minoru quickly pulls Santa Muerte up and readies for The Black Lion Bomb, Minoru brings Santa Muerte up, but his knee buckles slightly and she lips off. Lady Death is in with a chop block and a dragon screw leg whip that sends him towards their corner as Santa Muerte runs at Mayumi and sends her to the outside with a Sunset powerbomb. Santa Muerte slips back in, tags Lady Death, and goes to the top rope. Lady Death powers him up and it is time for a Sacrificio a Los Dioses. Lady Death covers.

TWO…

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Your winners as a result of a pinfall, Lady Death, Santa Muerte…LA SIRVIENTAS DE YUM KIMIL!

Miranda Augustino: YES! Hahaha, you suck Minoru. Now La Sirvientas de Yum Kimil gets to pick the stipulation for Sudden Death. I hope it’s something where he is going to bleed.

Andrew Payne: It’s almost certainly going to be bloody and violent and very strange. It’s a big win for La Sirvientas de Yum Kimil for sure. A bit surprising to see The Tanahashi Twins not really on the same page. They had some good stuff, but it seemed like Minoru maybe tried to do a bit too much.

Miranda Augustino: Well he’s a shitty tag team partner. We already knew that. Unfortunately, Mayumi is having to learn it the hard way. When he undoubtedly cost them the match at Sudden Death, hopefully, she will see the light.

Mayumi slowly gets up and looks inside the ring as La Sirvientas de Yum Kimil have their hands raised before everything goes dark. The red and green lights flash for a bit, then everything is normal and Mayumi is in the ring with Minoru with a strange piece of paper in front of it. Mayumi snatches it up and rolls out of the ring. She turns and waits for her brother, then they head up the ramp with Minoru really favoring his knee.

Result: Via Pinfall

We come back to the ringside area after the commercial break.

Andrew Payne: Welcome back everyone to NFW Trauma we just had a great tag contest and that's not all we have instored for you all tonight so stay tuned.

As he says this the lights go out and a camera shot is seen circling the arena before zooming towards the arena as a robotic voice starts on the sound system at the joy of the crowd

Somewhere out in Megaspace

The Pelozees of the Lesbodyke Nebula

In order to continue breeding

After removal from the universe their last remaining enemy

Men created the PIL - Penile Impregnation Lingumbot Rezark SP - a prototype PIL

Accidentally launched into chrono-space during the hyperfiber wars

Has programmed a self replicating evo-loop and drifts for a kilo-year

Alone and sentient in a tele-operative trajectory above Planet Three-S:

Formerly known as Earth

Lowering his astrogate to Planet Three-S, Rezark SP, the last surviving chrononaut

Has a bad case of bluballsium and one thing on his hydro-mind:

...

Pussy!"

Suddenly there is an explosion of pyro as the name Marco Valintine comes onto the screen and the lights come back on as "Supersonic Sex Machine" by Steel Panther blasts out of the PA system as Marco Valintine dances out onto the stage to the music, whipping the crowd into a frenzy as he walks down and around the ramp area clapping hands with the fans and taking selfies with the ladies. He continues having fun, dancing around to the commentators table and giving Andrew Payne a high five and dances for a moment in front of Miranda Augustino, trying and failing to get her to join him before turning around and jumping up onto the apron and leaping into the ring without touching the top rope as more pyros explode and he dances in the ring, taking in the ovation of the crowd before going to the ring announcer and taking the microphone from Thea Crawford and walking into the centre of the ring as people chant his name.

Marco Valintine: Oh my beautiful people thank you so much for the warm welcome but i got to say as of late im feeling a little bummed out.

The fans start to boo at these words.

Marco Valintine: I know dudes and dudettes but even though it has been great coming out here entertaining you all in the first ever NFW Love Pad and the likes the main thing i wanted to do when I came back was wrestle and Mr NsFW has not been booked in the last four weeks what's up with that am I right people.

They start cheering for Marco and chanting his name.

Miranda Augustino: Oh boo hoo in my opinion the show is better without this idiot out here.

Andrew Payne: What is your issue with Marco? Seriously, he's a cool guy.

Miranda Augustino: Yeah right.

Marco Valintine: Well people I have been having a think about things and I came up with a solution to all these problems and I am out here to lay out a challenge to the chick that ruined the Brea’s epic talk show and attacked yours truly during the Love Pad in Diamond Steele, why don't we go at it lets say at Sudden Death. I'm not doing anything and i know you ain't so if you're not scared then come along and face me baby.

The fans start to chant “YES!”

Marco Valintine: Also while we are at it why don’t we have some extra fun and make this one of my favorite things and that is a threesome with two babes because I know you wanna get your hands on Diamond also Brea so I extend to you an invite also, get back to me when you both can and lets put on a match that is gonna make everyone talk even after the show ends, the metaphorical balls in your court ladies so let me know as soon as you can because I am going to be the thrill ride you will remember the rest of your life.

Marco places the microphone on the canvas as “Supersonic sex machine” by Steel Panther blasts over the sound system as Marco goes out the ring clapping hands with some other fans before leaving the arena.
The chaos of Trauma within the Sonoran Desert only continues to unravel. Tents and trailers substitute for the locker rooms. The heat that cascaded over the WrestleStock festival has literally washed away with the rain and thunderstorms. High 83; low 78, light showers and sun.

In the midst of the chaos, the sound of a violin dances and captures the attention of the wrestlers and crewmembers. The lovely sound is coming from one of the NFW District’s colorful tents. Those nearby are tuning in, even capturing the attention of one Trauma superstar, in particular. Second-generation star Lana Corvin hears the violin and raises a brow. She knew something about someone who did interviews for NFW playing the violin.

The tent is open for all to see Ami Fitzsimmons playing her violin and dancing at the same time. She’s well aware of the small audience gathering and offers them a gentle smile while she plays. It has a peculiar light-heartedness and after a while, she concludes the sweet music. There’s a round of applause and she takes a bow.

Ami Fitzsimmons: Thank you. Merci!

The petite woman catches sight of Lana and waves her over.

Ami Fitzsimmons: Hello! Mademoiselle Lana Corvin, oui? Would you like an interview?

Lana gives a small wave and heads over to the petite woman. She nods to a few people in the dispersing crowd that recognize her. She stops in front of Ami and offers her a cold smile looking down at her.

Lana Corvin: An interview would be great. Seems like not only the so-called fans don’t know who I am, neither do the people behind the scenes.

Ami Fitzsimmons: Well, let’s remedy this. Come on in. Welcome to, ah… I don’t have a name for my interview sessions yet.

Ollie’s wife sticks her tongue out before she gestures Lana to enter the tent. There’s a chair parallel to hers as she carefully puts her violin and bow in their respective case.

Lana enters the tent and takes a seat in the vacant chair. She was dressed for the day, shorts, a copy of her t-shirt (that was available at all NFW merch stands), and a pair of sneakers. She wasn’t booked to wrestle tonight but since she, and her fiance, were headed to L.A. to spend time with her family, she figured it would be a good idea to make an appearance.

Lana Corvin: Thank you. Don’t think I’ve been interviewed in an officially named segment or show. This’ll be new.

Ami Fitzsimmons: Well, let’s start with a simple question, then. Mademoiselle, please tell us about yourself!

Lana was taken back by the broad question. She has to take a moment before responding.

Lana Corvin: Well, I am the daughter of two of the greatest wrestlers in history, Ashe and Felice Corvin. Both multi-time World Champions. I’ve been working in a wrestling ring since I was thirteen. Trained over in Japan for a year with The Poison Dragon Dokukei. Been taught how to handle myself in violent situations by my uncle, Eric Lee, the most violent and sadistic wrestler in history.

Lana was definitely not humble when it came to herself or her family. Even then, Ami finds herself smiling. She senses great pride and joy in her interviewee.

Ami Fitzsimmons: I actually recognize your father’s name. I believe he was a professional wrestler for a company called… Epic Wrestling Organization, oui?

It’s cute when she nods. Like she answers her own question without waiting for the other person to answer. A giggle slips out and she folds her hands on her lap.

Ami Fitzsimmons: What brings you to New Frontier Wrestling? I know this is not your first rodeo, as Monsieur Callaway would say.

Lana gave an impressive nod that Ami had actually heard of her father.

Lana Corvin: No it is not. Had a few rough starts, places not understanding who they had on their roster. I came to New Frontier because I know Marilyn Matthews. My dad and uncle trained her. I’ve worked with her when she would come back and visit my dad’s school. There is also the fact that Morgan Payne, one of Mary’s wives, just happens to be my fiance’s older half-sister.

The Dancing Violinist nods, actually taking into memory the information Lana is sharing.

Ami Fitzsimmons: You’re familiar with Marilyn Matthews and Morgan Payne. Have you ever considered joining the Kingdom?

Lana grins and chuckles.

Lana Corvin: I have not. Though I’m sure I would be able to join without question. But...

Lana pauses for a moment.

Lana Corvin: I’m a Corvin. If I’m part of a group, I’m going to be the leader. That’s just how it is with my family. My parents had a group for a long time. Dad was the leader, Mom was basically second in command and my Uncle was my dad’s right hand, as it were. There were a few other friends they had involved. But Dad was the main guy. Just like I’d be the main woman in any group.

Ami Fitzsimmons: I see. That’s completely fair, Mademoiselle Corvin.

Fitzsimmons offers a gentle smile. Leaning over, she opens a small cooler and pulls out a couple of Essentia waters, offering one to the youthful Corvin.

Ami Fitzsimmons: What are your goals and aspirations in NFW?

Lana accepts the water and takes a drink.

Lana Corvin: To show people who might have forgotten or not known what us Corvin’s do. I am going to take title after title. It starts next week. But it won’t be the last time. And I don’t care if the resident spooky boy is still Undisputed champion when I get my shot. My dad was known as The Crusader, the King of Darkness. The Demon King doesn’t intimidate me.

Before she speaks, Ami takes a drink of her own water.

Ami Fitzsimmons: I see. Well, I can tell this is going to be quite the adventure for you! Is there anything else you’d like to say?

After a moment to reflect and think Lana sets her water bottle down.

Lana Corvin: I just want Ms. Santiago and Mr. Brody to pay attention at Sudden Death. They have the greatest wrestler of this generation on their roster. So far they have wasted my talents. They need to realize that wasting a Corvin and what they are capable of, is not a smart business move. Because a Corvin is successful. We are a business investment. Because when we take off...

Lana smirks and winks.

Lana Corvin: It ain’t luck.

Ami Fitzsimmons: Well said, Mademoiselle Corvin. Merci! Thank you for joining me on the first-ever session of The Rhapsody Corner!

Blink, blink. That certainly came out of nowhere. Ami giggles and runs a hand through her hair.

Ami Fitzsimmons: I like it. Enjoy the rest of Trauma: WrestleStock Edition!
We cut to a different area and it is there where we are able to see Diamond Steele. She smirks as she flicks her hair as she looks deeply into the lens of the camera. She isn’t alone as there is a concert set up. Joining her is the Gem Stones band. They are all playing on their respective instrument as Diamond begins to speak

Kate Steele: WHAT’S GOING ON EVERYBODY!!! You are looking at the best damn superstar when it comes to performing music on a stage. Now I know you all want to see my band put on a concert for the ages. After all Diamond is OUTRAGEOUS… Diamond is UNBELIEVABLE and I AM THE BEST THING EVER!!! The thing is as much as that would be absolutely fantastic you just aren’t going to get it

Kate smiles as she shakes her head and continues to speak some more.

Kate Steele: You think you are worth me singing to any of you in the crowd?! My band didn’t come all the way from the UK to play music for a bunch of wankers, and I certainly don’t need to prove what I can do to any of you. The only thing I need to do is show that I am an amazing wrestler. The last time you saw me Marco drove me to the brink of insanity. He came out and constantly talked up how he was so much better. That must be a bloody joke. He has no idea that I am an icon for all of the UK. I am the best front woman in music today. If that wasn’t enough go ask Griffin Hawkins who is the amazing rhythm guitarist for Devilition and he will tell you that my glam metal strumming skills are unparalleled. At one point he ranked me as his third favorite guitarist

Kate rolls her eyes as she speaks some more.

Kate Steele: I doubt it can even get better than that. I am the best but instead of dominating the music scene I prefer to showcase that in the ring where it matters the most. Brea and Marco both love to talk a lot of smack and I don’t mind shutting their bloody trap. You want to challenge me. You want to prove you are better than me. Bring it… Let’s rock out but I doubt you would like the music I play.

Kate smiles as she speaks some more.

Kate Steele: As a Siren it’s my job to lead everybody to getting shipwrecked. So all hail because I will devastate whoever gets in my way…
The scene opens in the deserts of Arizona. The sun is pounding down on the land. The heat distortion causes waves and ripples in the film, making the image difficult to make out. But a vague, black figure can be seen slowly growing bigger, getting closer to the camera.

The feed suddenly cuts and now the figure is standing directly in front of the camera. The video clears just long enough to reveal it is Derrick Vayden. Or, more accurately, The Wanderer. He tilts his head as he inspects the camera curiously.

The video cuts one more time and now The Wanderer is replaced by Derrick Vayden, dressed in red jeans, a black tank top, and black sunglasses. His face remains stone and focused.

Derrick Vayden: Let me be honest with you all… I don’t understand the purpose of this match I must have with Cherry Addams and Nate Dixon. Quite frankly I do not see a downside to this match at all. If I win, I enter later in the Guardians of the Pyramid match… same as if I am not involved in the pinfall whatsoever… But if I am to wind up as the one getting pinned, my only punishment will be that I am one of the first two entrants in the match…

A sick smile crosses Vayden’s face.

Derrick Vayden: Do you really see that as a punishment? Something I am supposed to fear? Sure, I am going to try and win, as I always do. But the way I see it, getting to enter later, potentially even last, is a far less fun outcome. You see, I am a hunter. A hunter that longs for fresh blood. And the blood of six bucks is far more fulfilling than picking the bones of a weak, miserable fawn.

Vayden’s smile falls, his face becomes serious once again.

Derrick Vayden: With that being said… Nathaniel, Cherry, I hope you do not take my words as a sign of resignation. Quite the opposite. I will make sure you both walk the Journey to Nowhere. I will go onto the Guardians of the Pyramid. And I will show you both and everyone else in the match that, whether by my hands or not…

Derrick removes his sunglasses to reveal his eyes totally whited out.

Derrick Vayden: Everybody burns…

Cherry Addams v. Derrick Vayden v. Nathaniel Dixon

In the middle of the ring, Nathaniel Dixon’s eyes focus on Derrick Vayden. Derrick notices this and makes eye contact with him, his eyes white and emotionless. The fans begin to rally them on before Cherry Addams intervened with a European uppercut to Nathaniel -- quickly followed by a back to Derrick! Referee Antonio Leone signals for the bell and the match is underway!

Cherry unleashes a couple of back elbow shots to Derrick’s face. She then snaps forward and hits Nathaniel’s face with a thrusting side kick. Nathaniel staggers back, his right hand over his face in pain, while Derrick lunges forward with a discus forearm to the back of Cherry’s head. When she’s down, Derrick stomps on her a couple of times before Nathaniel comes in with gentleman’s hooks, right and left jabs hitting their mark. Hissing, Derrick retaliates with stiff shots that force Nathaniel to defend himself, blocking half of the shots. Cherry once again interrupts their contest with a spinning heel kick that sends Nathaniel crashing into Derrick -- and both men fall through the ropes. She then backpedals and waits for them to get to their feet. Once they do, she takes off and crashes onto them with a suicide dive!

Cherry makes it up to her feet first and goes right for the Lord of Charisma. Dixon swats her arms away from his head and goes for a right cross but Cherry comes in low, throwing her shoulder into his waist, where she shoves him back into the security barricade. The Walking Contradiction grabs him around the head again, completely ignoring the referee’s count as she goes right into Rage (Muay Thai Clinch with Knees to the ribs). Once Dixon starts to slump on his legs, Cherry backs up and starts measuring for something else but as she steps in, Nathaniel catches her with a scratch to the eyes. Cherry grabs her eyes as she stumbles back and Dixon runs in, to the horror of the crowd, and delivers The London Eye (Front Flip DDT) to Cherry right onto the thin ringside padding! He stumbles up to his feet, gloating to the fans just before he turns right into a Bicycle Kick from Derrick Vayden! Dixon hits the floor and The Wanderer turns his attention to Cherry Addams. Derrick lifts her up, looking for the “Vicious Cycle” (Spinning Brainbuster), but Cherry breaks out of the cycle, lands on her feet, and lashes out with her signature Axe Kick! While the fans rally on and Derrick staggers down on his knees, Cherry quickly climbs the turnbuckles and follows up with her signature Missile Dropkick!

After delivering a beautiful combination of signature moves, Cherry takes a breath and looks down at the stunned Derrick. She looks around, still no sign of Nathaniel, and she leans down to pull Derrick to his feet. She attempts to pull him up into a fireman’s carry position, but his weight is not Nathaniel’s. At two hundred twenty-four pounds, Derrick is a little too heavy for Cherry to lift up. Before she can recalculate her efforts, Derrick straight-up headbutts her, knocking her senses out of whack. He follows up with “Street Justice” (Curb Stomp) and the crowd is roaring! The Wanderer takes a few steps back, all the while Cherry is dizzy, and he unleashes “Journey to Nowhere’ (Bicycle Knee Strike)! The woman known as Glitch glitches out and falls onto the mat with a THUD.

Vayden looks down and smirks. There’s a different kind of verbal response from the fans, but he doesn’t care. He doesn’t cater to their needs. Unfortunately for him, when he turns around, Dixon blasts him with “Evolutionary Imperative” (European Uppercut)! Vayden falls onto the mat beside Addams, while Leone looks from him to Dixon. The fans are split between cheers and boos. Dixon glares down at Vayden… then he looks at Addams. A smirk crosses his face and he moves in, pulling her body over Vayden’s?! Leone stands there in disbelief. Dixon looks at the referee and gestures with a hand. Leone follows through and Addams receives the three-count over Vayden!


Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of the match via pinfall… CHERRY “GLITCH” ADDAMS!

Andrew Payne: I… what? What just happened? Mir?

Miranda Augustino: I have no idea, Andy! Because of this, Nathaniel has lost another match. Why does he want that on his record?

Andrew Payne: Hmmm… maybe it has to do with the Twitter exchange between him and Derrick? Either way, Vayden will officially be entering second in the Guardians of the Pyramid II!

Miranda Augustino: And Papi is going to steamroll him over! Just you wait!
To the back, specifically right outside the NFW Trainer’s office where Mayumi Tanahashi is outside waiting for her brother, still in her special summer weather gear. The door opens and Minoru walks out, one knee pad down around his boot as there’s an ice pack wrapped around the knee. He has a towel over his head and holds another ice pack on his neck when he takes the water that Mayumi hands to him.

Minoru Tanahashi: Thanks babe. Ugh, should probably go find...

He stops as he lifts his head and sees Mayumi instead of his girlfriend Isis as he expected.

Mayumi Tanahashi: What the hell was that out there?

Minoru takes a deep breath, then opens the water and takes a huge sip.

Mayumi Tanahashi: Seriously Oru, you only ever tagged me in for double team moves and then went right back. I only got to do stuff because I tagged myself in. Your knee was more hurt than you said.

He lowers his head slightly and takes another large sip of water.

Minoru Tanahashi: I’m… I’m sorry. I guess it’s been a while since I did the tag team thing. The five on five was different since it was elimination and lucha rules and I screwed up. I thought I could handle them. Maybe I did that too much with my last tag partner too...

It’s now Mayumi’s turn to sigh, but then she hugs her brother.

Mayumi Tanahashi: I’m not going to do what she did. You're my brother Oru.

Minoru Tanahashi: I thought we were that close and then.

Minoru chuckles a bit, but it’s that nervous sort of sarcastic chuckle.

Mayumi Tanahashi: Stop worrying about her. We have to worry about what kind of match those creepy clown chicks are gonna make us fight in. Did you see what kind of crazy crap they did last time?

Minoru Tanahashi: A bit of it. They did say they wanted to sacrifice us. Sorry I got us into this mess.

Mayumi Tanahashi: You should be.

Mayumi punches him in the arm and scrunches up her face as she sticks out her nose, then pats her brother's shoulder.

Mayumi Tanahashi: It’s not all your fault though. Yes, it was your idea that the winner chooses the stipulation and your stubbornness that costs us the match, buuut, if they hadn’t attacked you like cowards and messed up your knee, it might have been different. So, I am going to go start preparing and you are going to stay off your ass for, how long did the doc say?

Minoru Tanahashi: He suggested that I keep it iced and elevated as much as possible for the next seventy two hours.

Mayumi Tanahashi: Okay, so you do that for the next ninety six hours, then you can train a little, but you gotta take it easy and you ice it after you train.

Minoru Tanahashi: Uhm whoa, who put you in charge?

Mayumi Tanahashi: I did, when you decided to be a big stupid head. Just please Oru, don’t get yourself more hurt.

Minoru Tanahashi: I promise that I will do everything I can to avoid getting more hurt. What else can really happen? Do they show up again and jump us? They already have what they want. I guess some asshole could call me out for a match to try and prove a point or something, but that’s highly unlikely.

Mayumi Tanahashi: There are quite a few people that hate you, but I think most of them are busy. Let’s go back so you can freaking relax and get off your feet.

Minoru Tanahashi: That is a great idea.

Minoru nods and chuckles, this time more jovial as he finishes his water, then drapes his arm over his sister’s shoulder, making her help him walk as he stops and grabs four bottles of water out of one of the many nearby coolers all around to help the wrestlers and staff always have access to water out in the blistering desert heat.
The scene opens up in a desert area just away from the WrestleStock area. Kate steps into view of the camera wearing just a jacket, panties and shoes and holding the Perseverance title.

Cali-Kate: I heard the desert was supposed to be unbearably hot. I'll admit it definitely isn't just kinda warm today, but I guess when you're hotter than even the desert, you get to stave off the heat a bit.

Kate held the Perseverance title up.

Cali-Kate: Week in, week out, I come around and whether I'm fighting or not I prove every week that this is mine. Mine alone. That everyone who has, is and will challenge me for it will be dealt with, a memory, a footnote and nothing more. So to all my opponents next week at Sudden Death, remember...

She indicated to her body.

Cali-Kate: ... I can do this, put on this little show and still be ready to kick your asses and keep my title.

Kate lowered the belt for now as she tilted her head at the camera.

Cali-Kate: And as for Geri Vayden, well, you should have run away when you had the chance, little girl. Because now I'm going to make an example out of you. I'm going to make you hurt and use your broken carcass to show everyone who thinks they have a chance against me next week. Geri I'm surprised you're even still here. You ran roughshod on the roster for a little bit there. You even nearly warranted our attention and now what? Now what even are you? You wanted to be great, but when you step in that ring with me, the only thing you're going to be is heading to the back to get your head checked out. First for whatever I have to do to you and second for competency to understand why you would ever try to fuck with me in the first place.

Kate winks at the camera with an evil smile.

Cali-Kate: Watch me.

Kate brings the Perseverance title up one more time before the scene fades out.

Geri Vayden v. Cali-Kate

Things kicked off here with a bit of back and forth trash talk, before it escalated into shoving and trying to goad each other into a blind rage. Neither woman took the bait, though, and eventually, Geri and Kate stepped in for a collar & elbow tie up. Geri administered a crossover grip, pushing her forearm against Kate’s face to give herself a bit of an advantage and maneuvered her opponent back against the ropes. Referee Ashley Campbell called for the break and Geri Vayden brought her hands up, feigning like she was about to hit Kate with a chop but patted her on the shoulders, condescendingly. However, Kate responded by lashing out and thumbed Geri right in the eye. She grabbed Geri for an Irish Whip but Vayden reversed it. Kate the ropes and came back for a hip attack, dropping Geri to the mat. Kate followed up immediately, coming off the ropes and hitting a Shining Wizard before going for a cover but Geri got her hands on the ropes.

Kate got up and pulled Geri away from the ropes, going for a Single Leg Crab but Geri pushed her away with her other foot. Kate came in again and Geri caught her with a Judo Toss. Kate stumbled up into a corner and Geri ran in with a Running Knee Strike before whipping her across the ring and meeting her in the opposite corner with another Knee Strike. She lifted Kate up onto the turnbuckles and started looking for a Superplex. Kate tried to fight out of it but Geri clobbered her with a couple of forearms and got the Superplex executed with precision, floating right over into another cover attempt. Referee Ashley counted two before Kate got the shoulder up. Geri hopped out onto the apron, waiting for Kate to put herself in prime position before coming back in with a Springboard Forearm. She took hold of Kate’s legs and went for a Figure 4 Setup but Kate shoved her forward with a foot on her butt and accidentally wound up sending her right into the referee! Geri managed to stop herself before she smashed Ashley Campbell into the ropes while Kate kipped up to her feet and poised herself to strike.

Geri turned around and Kate went for the Geek-Chic Kick but Vayden ducked. Ashley Campbell dropped backwards onto her butt to avoid having her own head kicked off which sent Kate spinning. Geri waited for Kate to spin back around towards her and caught her with a loud popping Superkick! Kate stumbled back and fell back, leaning through the top and middle ropes where Tia Santos could be seen slipping something into her hand. On the other side of the ring, Faust climbed up onto a knee, seemingly to ask the referee if she was alright but Geri Vayden took an obvious offense to this and went over to give him the what for. This left Ashley Campbell having to keep them both separate while Kate found her footing. Geri Vayden backed off first, leaving Ashley Campbell to deal with Faust alone. As Geri Vayden turned back around to finish her opponent off, Cali-Kate SMACKED her right over the head with Tia’s blackjack!! Geri dropped to a knee and Kate tossed the blackjack behind her where Tia grabbed it and tucked it into the folds of her dress. Meanwhile, Faust relented and backed off, away from the apron as Kate twisted Geri around and delivered STARSTRUCK for the cover and the 3 count while the crowd booed.

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner by pinfall, the NFW Perseverance Champion, CALI-KATE!!!

Miranda Augustino: Good lookin’ out for Katie baby, hermana!!

Andrew Payne: You mean good help stealing a win!! With the ref distraction from Faust, too!

Miranda Augustino: He was checking on the ref! You saw her fall on her ass! We womens take pride in our badonkadonks!

“W Face” played as Kate retrieved her Perseverance Championship from Faust and joined he and Tia on the walkway to celebrate her victory whilst taking her leave at the same time.

Result: Pinfall

We see a darkened area of the desert which is illuminated by candlelight, as Brea was mimicking the old set of MTV Unplugged, as she is seated on a rock with some roadies to play bass and drums in the background while she spoke to the crowd watching her.

Brea Lombardi: "Now, I promise there's a real show… but, I have a thing to get off my chest. A little song I wrote about a couple of my co-workers I'm gonna open up with… you guys okay with that? I'm sure the fine folks at New Frontier Wrestling are interested…"

She said with a coy wink to the camera, as the crowd would clap along. She cued up the band, as they began to play to the tune of "Sludge Factory" by Alice in Chains, as Brea would sing along for an improvised promo.

Brea Lombardi:
"Ooooooooo, aw yeahhhhhh
OooOooooOooooo!
Ow, yeahhh…

You insult me in my home,
You're forgiven this time.
Drag my name through mud with hate
Shaking mad, provoke me to fiiight!

Look in my eyes, deeply
Fuck around and find out.
Diamond is a hack
And Marco can't sing without Autotune!
Auuuutooootuuuune!
Auuu toe tune.
Autotuned!
Au toeeeeee tuuuuuuuuuuuune!

Call me up for my show, made me waste my pilot.
Clung to my starpower, got over,
You had your 15!
Poser's ignorance that shit just won't fly.
By the way... by the way...

Once again, you see an in!
Your spray tan skin gives you awayyyy!
Sooo afraid, you damn well should be.
Across the ring from meeee!

Ahhhhahhahh!
Oh, yeah...
AhhhAHHHahhhh!
Aw, yeah…"

She would strum an ending chord, getting some laughter and applause for the mock cover, as she speaks out.

Brea Lombardi: "In case two two were derped out enough to not understand… so, Diamond, I'm going to challenge you and Marco and not only prove I'm the best show host in NFW, but the one true rockstarlet of this ring! Mark my words, I will shred your asses in that ring, in front of all the wonderful residents of Brea's World!"

She said, as the crowd would cheer a bit for her, as she then gets her guitar back for the Wrestlestock crowd.

Brea Lombardi: "Now, do you people want an actual show? Let's play…"

She said, strumming a bit, as the pre-recorded segment would fade out for Trauma to continue.

"Trust us now
It's time to let me go
Give up on us
Follow what you want
Trust us now
It's time to let me go
Give up
Give our soul back"

"TEARS" by HEALTH starts up as the NFW Genesis Champion, Katelin Descarrilado, walks out. Title resting over her shoulder, garb grey as usual, and glasses and mask covering her face.

Andrew Payne: Wait, whoa... isn’t this woman on Collision?

Miranda Augustino: Hell yeah, she is! The fuck's she doing on this show?

Andrew Payne: Folks, this isn't NFW Collision you've tuned into, this is Trauma, but right there is one of Collision's champions... and I struggle to call her that... Katelin Descarrilado. She won that title by cashing in on Dona Rotten over two weeks ago.

Miranda Augustino: And she's a bitch. Don't forget that.

The crowd boos Descarrilado as she raises her title up for them all to see before waltzing down to ringside. Once at ringside, the Ice Queen looks under the apron and grabs a steel chair which she slides into the ring. Katelin rolls into the ring and sets the chair up right in its middle before grabbing Thea Crawford's microphone. The Devil In The Details sits in the chair, adjusting her title over her shoulder and removing her mask, but not her glasses as it's bright out. "TEARS" fades out as she raises the microphone to her lips.

Katelin Descarrilado: I can hear the questions now. "What's that Katelin bitch still doing here? Wasn't Collision on the 20th?" Well... I do not like to waste time. Therefore, today is my second Genesis Title defense in five days, and third in twelve days. Contrary to what you have read and heard, I am a fighting champion. When I set my mind to something, I go and do it. I do not peruse Twitter looking for a fight. I just do. So... for my third defense, I have se--

Voice: Stop. Hold it. Hold it right there.

Katelin is interrupted by a feminine voice, before they reveal themselves as Trauma's general manager, Isabella Santiago. Descarrilado slowly turns her head left and spots her immediately.

Katelin Descarrilado: You are not my boss.

Isabella Santiago: Since you’re currently on Trauma and interrupting my show? Yes. I am.

The crowd goes "oooh" at Santiago's proclamation.

Isabella Santiago: So, I like the idea of you defending your title. That's great and all that you present as a fighting champion. But I was doing something that I rarely do, especially during showtime: checking Twitter. And I noticed that on Twitter, you've drawn the ire of one of my wrestlers. So since I'm your boss right now, I'll be deciding the opponent for your third Genesis Title defense.

Cheers for the general manager showing some backbone. Katelin looks quite upset at Isabella going directly against her plan like that, but really what did she think was going to happen?

Isabella Santiago: Now, I debated throwing The Soz at you for laughs. Besides, all anyone needs to do is get lucky once, right? But when I checked Twitter and I saw how angry this man got over your constant chatter? I figured he'd do a much better job. Bum knee and all. So Katelin? Your third defense is against former Silver Mountain Champion and former #1 Contender to the Undisputed Title... MINORU TANAHASHI!

The screen lights up with a serene view of the Serengeti, alone on a large rock, a black lion lies, majestic and calm. Suddenly we hear some music begin to play.

My day's just begun

Say hello to the sun

I'm feeling sublime

The weather is fine

So I'm gonna shine

In the finest of clubs

The best country pubs

Nobody will stop me

The lion starts to stir as the music picks up a bit, and bright green and pink lights begin to flash.

Whatever I wear

It's gotta have flare

So you people can stare

And I'll catch your eye

When I walk on by

Nobody will stop me

Ooh

The lion slowly stands and begins stalking his way to the edge of the cliff.

Let's start the show

Strike up the band

And you'll see

The lion roars right as the chorus kicks in and gold pyro fires off in front of Minoru Tanahashi, clad in one of his flashy ring outfits. He starts strutting down to the ring, dancing along to the music and singing along with the words. Minoru steps up onto the second step, then right to the apron, though with a slight grimace. He wipes his shoes, steps in and goes to the center of the ring. He looks out to the crowd and extends his hand to them.

Let's start the show

Strike up the band

And you'll see

As the second chorus hits, a bunch of Black Lion Bomb stickers fire off into the crowd. He turns with a flourish, takes off his mask and tosses it behind his back, whereupon it lands on Katelin's lap. Instead of the moonsault he tends to do, however, he simply climbs down from the turnbuckle due to his injured knee. Katelin rises up from her chair and kicks it out of the ring, away from Minoru. Tanahashi's mask falls from Katelin's legs to the ground, upon which she hands it to Minoru, who simply accepts it back without a word before putting it in a safe place under the turnbuckle. Descarrilado hands the microphone to Thea Crawford as referee Antonio Leone sprints down, taking Katelin's Genesis Title from her and holding it up for all to see.

Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall and is for the New Frontier Wrestling Genesis Championship! Introducing first... the challenger. From Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 235 pounds... he is the Black Lion... MINORUUUUUUU TAAAAANAAAAAHASHIIIIII!!

The crowd cheers for the Black Lion, who’s already been in one match tonight.

Thea Crawford: ...and his opponent. From Denver, Colorado, weighing in at 115 pounds, she is the current NFW Genesis Champion... the Devil In The Details... KATELIIIIIIIIN DESCARRILAAAAADOOOO!!

BOO!

=Katelin Descarrilado's Anti-Open=

Minoru and Katelin stare each other down before Minoru begins a "COOOOOOW-ARD! COOOOOOOW-ARD!" chant at Descarrilado. Katelin simply sniffs at this before wanting to lock up with Tanahashi, which he obliges... but instantly Tanahashi locks Katelin's head and LION'S CLAW right off the bat! As he scrambles for the pin, Minoru shakes his injured leg just a little, but down onto Descarrilado he goes...

ONE!

TWO!

TH--NO!

The Ice Queen rolls a shoulder up, but is groggy already. Already angry with Katelin at her cowardice, Tanahashi grabs the arm with which Descarrilado rolled her shoulder up and looks for his Keimusho Saifu, though Katelin rolls through and attempts to put Minoru in a cloverleaf. Tanahashi hits the back of Descarrilado's head with an errant forearm, which releases his legs. Holding her head, Katelin rises to her feet as Minoru does much the same, though holding his knee a little upon rising.

Andrew Payne: Minoru wants to end this early, and I don’t blame him. He was already in a rough match earlier tonight against La Sievientas de Yum Kimil.

Miranda Augustino: I never thought I’d say it, but I don’t blame him either.

Minoru wants to lock up this time, which Katelin answers with a kick right to Tanahashi's injured knee. He yells out in pain and falls to one knee. Descarrilado walks to the ropes, but rebounds with a sprint, landing a shining wizard onto Minoru's mush. This knocks him down to the ground. Descarrilado doesn't let up and attempts to lock in an indian deathlock, though Tanahashi kicks Katelin off with his good leg. He backs up a little before slowly rising to his feet again. Katelin mocks Minoru's attempt to lock up, which prompts a shake of the head from the latter. Tanahashi hastily approaches Descarrilado, and the two start throwing forearms. Tanahashi gets the advantage and backs Katelin into a corner, dazing her with one last forearm. Instinctually, Descarrilado grabs a rope to keep herself steady. Though that doesn't last too long as the Black Lion charges in with Akihabara Dreams, his Yakuza kick. This drops Katelin down to the mat, face down. Tanahashi has to roll Descarrilado over for a pin attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

THR--NO!

Again, The Devil In The Details rolls a shoulder up, groggily. The Black Lion picks his opponent up by her hair and throws her towards the ropes. Katelin rebounds off and gets clocked with Minoru's KABUKICHO NIGHTS! Descarrilado gets turned inside out by the much larger opponent, who clearly wants to end this quickly to minimize damage to his injured knee. Tanahashi goes for another pin attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE??

NO!

Right before Referee Leone's hand hits, Katelin rolls a shoulder off the mat, though instantly she holds her head in obvious pain.

Andrew Payne: Tanahashi, really keen on ending this early. That’s a lot of his big signature moves he’s landed already.

Miranda Augustino: And Katelin’s survived all of them like a cockroach. Though I suppose what else do you expect from a Descarrilado?

Minoru looks to the referee and asks if that was three, which Leone has to inform him "no, it wasn't." Tanahashi shakes his head no before attempting to mount Katelin, though this is the counter that Descarrilado wants. She grabs Minoru by his ankles and drops him and locks him in a cloverleaf submission. Katelin focuses on that injured knee, which causes Minoru to yell out in pain. Descarrilado wrenches back to maximize damage.

Katelin Descarrilado: ASK HIM!

Antonio Leone: Do you wanna give?

Minoru Tanahashi: DAMN IT, NO!

Katelin Descarrilado: ASK HIM!

Antonio Leone: You know he's gonna say no!

Katelin Descarrilado: ASK HIM!

Leone shakes his head with a sigh.

Antonio Leone: Do you wanna tap?

Minoru Tanahashi: FUCKIN' NO!

Descarrilado wrenches back on the cloverleaf more, though she wrenches back enough to where Tanahashi pulls her back by her hair. With a yelp, Katelin falls to the mat and is forced to release her hold along the way. Minoru rolls away from the Ice Queen's reach and holds his knee with a grimace. Katelin sits up as if rising from the dead, then looks over to Tanahashi holding his knee. Like a shark smelling blood in the water, Katelin rises up and goes to stomp at Minoru's knee. She then stomps at his other knee for good measure, then his arm, then his head, then his other arm before coming back around to his injured knee. Descarrilado stomps at that injured knee and presses down on it with the heel of her already-heeled boot, grinding it some before stomping again with more force. Antonio Leone steps in to make sure Minoru’s knee is still OK, to which Minoru defiantly nods. Descarrilado comes charging in with her own version of Minoru’s Akihabara Dreams kick, which clocks both Tanahashi and the back of Antonio Leone’s head.

Andrew Payne: And down goes the referee!

Miranda Augustino: It doesn’t look like Katelin meant to take out Tony with that.

Andrew Payne: I can never tell what Katelin means just by looking at her.

Miranda Augustino: ...got me there. Emotionless bitch.

Descarrilado locks Minoru in her Rail Tie finisher, wrenching back once again. Minoru has nowhere to go except outside! Though Antonio Leone is finally up to his feet and calls for the bell.

DING DING DING

Obviously, this confuses Katelin as she knows Minoru hasn’t tapped. Leone then yells at Katelin.

Antonio Leone: YOU’RE OUTTA HERE!

Katelin Descarrilado: WHAT?

Antonio Leone: Take your title and get out! You lose!

The Ice Queen releases her hold of Tanahashi, who holds his throat in pain, though rises up to his feet gingerly as he does so. As Katelin argues with Antonio, Minoru kicks her in the gut, hooks her arms, and...

Andrew Payne: BLACK LION BOMB! And Minoru got alllllll of that! What a shame that this match had to end like that.

Miranda Augustino: Imagine if Minoru had hit that to start with, Antonio there would count this fall and not him.

Andrew Payne: And we’d have a new champion on Trauma.

Miranda Augustino: Sucks that it’d have to be Minoru Tanahashi, but yeah. I’d always welcome a new championship around here.

Tanahashi "pins" Descarrilado for his own three count before slowly rising up and shaking his head no.

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner by disqualification... MINORU TANAHASHI! Though due to the match ending via disqualification, still your NFW Genesis Champion... KATELIN DESCARRILADO!

Andrew Payne: Again, what a shame.

Miranda Augustino: Congrats to Katelin, I guess, for retaining her title... lousy puta couldn’t even retain right.

The view changes from the Sonoran Desert to an apartment complex, where in the makeshift parking lot, a red 2012 Dodge Charger SRT8 pulls in. Out from the car steps one Emevlas Stastias, alone. The view then cuts from her to Faye Brown and Logan Bailey sitting on a couch watching something on TV. Faye's face is still recovering from Mevy throwing a fireball into it, and has jelly on it to help it heal. They're watching an old episode of King of the Hill.

TV: I'm tryin' to buy a tap and dye and some WD-40, and get out of this god-forsaken store!

Logan Bailey: Mike Judge is really good at voice acting.

Faye Brown: Mm.

The view cuts back to Stastias creeping up to the door before taking a breath. It then cuts to Faye slowly turning her head with a confused look crossing her face. That look of confusion turns to a look of horror as she realizes what's about to happen.

Faye Brown: Logan, move out of the way right now.

Logan Bailey: Wait, huh?

Faye Brown: Get in the kitchen. Now.

Logan Bailey: Uhh... all right?

Mevy busts through the door upon Logan's "all right." She goes right for Faye, who moves out of the way. Faye gets away from Mevy by closing the bathroom door and locking it.

Emevlas Stastias: I guess you don't mind if I go after Logan, then!

Under her breath, Faye mutters...

Faye Brown: Oh, don't you fuckin' dare...

Without warning, Logan charges towards Mevy, hitting a nice shoulder block on her and knocking Mevy into the wall. She hits her head on the wall before sliding down. Bailey starts kicking at Mevy's chest.

Logan Bailey: FAYE GET OUT, I NEED HELP.

Brown opens the bathroom door and begins stomping at Mevy as well, before Stastias blocks both sets of legs. She knocks Faye back into the bathroom and Logan into the bedroom.

Emevlas Stastias: Where you're going? And where you've been? YOU DON'T GET HELP!

Emevlas rises to her feet and approaches the downed Logan, but Faye gets up and puts Mevy in a chokehold.

Faye Brown: KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF HIM!

Mevy does a judo throw which puts Faye to the ground. Stastias then mounts Brown before Logan tackles Mevy. Bailey mounts Stastias, who immediately blocks as Logan throws wild punches at Mevy's head. Stastias rolls Logan off of her before going over and kicking him in the stomach a couple of times. Faye jumps onto the top of the couch and throws herself into Mevy, which knocks some knick-knacks over, breaking a few of them. Though, as she was caught off guard, Mevy did catch Faye. Mevy busts Faye through the closet door and slams her down onto the wooden floor. Logan crawls over and low blows Mevy, which doubles her over in pain. Faye scoots out of the way of the fallen Stastias before gingerly getting up to her feet. Stastias gets to her hands and knees before Faye hits Mevy with a running curbstomp. Bailey then drags a knocked out Emevlas out of the apartment and into her car. Once he shuts the door, he sits down and takes a breath.

Logan Bailey: Holy... good lord, what was that?

Though the Charger starts up. Then it backs up.

Logan Bailey: SHIT! FAYE, GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE!

With a squeal of the tires, the car quickly rolls up the first hill.

Logan Bailey: FAYE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, GET OUT!

The Charger makes a sharp right into the doorway, knocking over the wall in the process before reversing and leaving. Mevy rolls down her window once she's attempting to pull out and yells.

Emevlas Stastias: JULY 31ST, FAYE! BACK TO THE BOTTOM!

Once the car's completely gone, Logan runs over to the ruins of his home, before Faye crawls out with a limp and rolls down the hill. Bailey catches Brown then hugs her as tightly as he can.

Faye Brown: I wasn't getting out because if I did, Mevy was going to run me over.

Logan Bailey: I'm just happy you're OK.

Faye Brown: We have to find a new place to live.

Logan Bailey: ...yeah, we do.

The view cuts to black before fading elsewhere.
The pre-recorded scene opens inside of a gym. There we see Isis laying on a weight bench with her hands firmly gripping the barbell. She lifts the barbell of the rest. She powers through ten reps of the current set she is on. Placing the barbell back on the rest she takes a deep breath. She sits up to look into the camera.

Isis: Know what baffles me? People assume that I’m crazy. It doesn’t matter how many times women break down barriers in this sport; there will be the occasional numbskull who believes that I am outmatched. Outclassed. And in over my head. Why? Is Mister J supposed to be the big bad woogyman? Am I supposed to cower by the fact he is taller, possibly stronger. Or am I supposed to be scared due to his history of being one of the most violent, sadistic, blood thirsty men in the business.

Isis sighs.

Isis: Utopian Female isn’t a cool nickname my former manager Donovan Cunningham came up with to market me. Being the Utopian Female is more than what I physically have to offer. It's a state of being. Twenty four hours a day, seven days a week, I exist to be the pinnacle of female dominance mentally, physically, emotionally, you name it. Have no doubt the Pandora’s Box match will be brutal. Might shave a couple years off my career. Who knows.

I. Don’t. Care.

The adrenaline rush I have gotten every time me and Mister J have clashed, I wouldn’t trade that experience for the world. My addiction to seek a great fight is my strength. Not a weakness. I am the next stage in female evolution for a reason. In one week, at Sudden Death II, what I plan to do to Mister J will put the entire NFW roster, both Trauma and Collision on notice. No one will doubt me, again.

Isis lays back down, grips the barbell. Launches into her next set as the scene fades to black.
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 guests at this time… Stacy Jones… Griffin Hawkins… The Rock Hearts!

The camera pans out a little as both Stacy Jones and Griffin Hawkins arrive on camera and give each other a fist bump.

Amy Connors: Guys, tonight you reunite once again to take on United States Champion, Anaquin Adams and Debby Haze. With Sudden Death II right around the corner and with both of you being in championship matches, you Stacy battling Anaquin for the US title and you Griff, fighting for the Perseverance Championship… how important is it for you two to get the victory tonight and gain some momentum going into the Pay-Per-View?

Griffin Hawkins: Oh it’s very important. Both Stacy and I have tall tasks ahead of us at Sudden Death II. I have to worry about four other competitors who are all respectfully really tough challenges to overcome… and Stacy here is going up against one of the most dominant champions on this brand who has yet to lose since winning that US title. And I know from experience how difficult it is when doing battle with Anaquin because I was one of the people she retained her title against. So yeah, it’s gonna be important for us to get that win… but we’re the Rock Hearts! We’ve spent our entire time as a tag team overcoming the odds!

Jones nods at her partner’s words as she crosses her arms across her stomach.

Stacy Jones: Yeah, you know… when I first stepped up to accept Anaquin’s challenge, I had a lot of respect for her… and I still do somewhat have respect for her as there’s no denying how good she is and why she’s US Champion. But over time, that respect has gotten less and less due to her actions. She keeps running her mouth about how I put my hands on her first and she responded in kind? Yeah, no, she’s full of shit. She was ready to just leave during our first meeting and all I wanted to do was to make it official with a handshake. Then she proceeded to attack me and when she tried to take me out, I was quicker. And then two weeks ago? She attacked me after my match with Ana Evans!

The Unbreakable One shakes her head as she looks into the camera.

Stacy Jones: I expected better from you, Anaquin. And I thought you had more respect for me, clearly that’s not the case. So tonight? I’m going to be giving you a preview of what you can expect from me come Sudden Death II! And when we get there… and we are standing across the ring from each other with that United States Championship on the line? You can bet that I’ll be taking it from you!

Griffin Hawkins: Well Amy, seems like Stacy’s pretty fired up so I think that’s the end of our interview.

The interviewer nods.

Amy Connors: Well, thank you both for your time and best of luck tonight and at Sudden Death II.

Hawkins and Jones both nod at Connors before then disappearing off camera as we cut elsewhere.

The Rock Hearts v. Anaquin Adams & Debby Haze

The bell sounds and Anaquin and Griff start things off for their respective teams. They circle the ring before they lock up. Griff forces Ana into the ropes and breaks at the count of four and backs away, giving Anaquin a clean break. She comes out of the ropes and charges right at Griffin and takes him down with a Thesz Press before rolling off and hitting the ropes, and going for a leg drop, but Griffin rolls out of the way and pushes Ana down and goes for a cover, but she bridges out right before a one count. She then sweeps the legs of Griffin and goes for a cover herself, but Griffin kicks out at one and the two of them get up to their feet and get into defensive positions as the crowd cheers for them. The two of them look at each other and they walk over to their corners and tag in their partners. Stacy and Debbie come into the match and the two of them square up and Debbie goes right in and delivers a forearm to the side of the head of Stacy who returns the shot. Debby returns with a back elbow before following it up with a spinning heel kick that drops Stacy to the mat.

Debby picks Stacy up and sends her into her corner. Debby charges in and delivers a corner splash as Anaquin tags herself into the match. Anaquin comes in and grabs Stacy as she delivers a vertical suplex and floats over into a cover, only to get a two count. She picks Stacy up and she goes for a German suplex, but Stacy manages to land on her feet and as Anaquin turns around, Stacy delivers an European uppercut before hitting a hurricanrana and tagging in Griffin. The two of them pick Anaquin up and they deliver a double suplex. Stacy rolls out of the ring and Griffin picks Anaquin up and delivers a DDT to Anaquin before going for a cover, only to get a two count. Griffin climbs to the top rope where he tries to go for a Stage Dive, but Ana is able to roll out of the way and Griffin crashes into the mat. Ana crawls over to her corner and dives to tag in Debbie. Debbie comes in and picks Griffin up and she delivers Disco Twist. She goes for the cover, but Stacy dives in and makes the save. Anaquin comes in and delivers a shining wizard on Stacy and then the two of them roll to the outside and begin to brawl. Debby climbs to the top rope and as Griffin gets up to his feet she delivers Purple Haze and hooks the leg and gets the win.

Thea Crawford: Here are your winners, Debby Haze and Anaquin Adams!

Miranda Augustino: Such a great match by both of these teams!

Andrew Payne: And Anaquin gets momentum going into her match with Stacy next Saturday.

Result: Pinfall

Mano Derecha: I told you: there’s nothing to worry about! You have made it very clear that you do not trust him, yes, but when have I ever done anything that wasn’t to your benefit?!

Already a heated discussion goes on, Derecha speaking in English while Silencia retorts in rapid-fire, and very angry, Spanish. Eventually, Derecha lapses into that language as well, something that only ceases, at least on her side, when she spots Nathaniel Dixon coming their way. At the very least, none of the Huesos Rojos are lingering about, but the look in Silencia’s eyes is not geared toward making anyone feel safer…

Nathaniel Dixon: Me ardían los oídos. ¿Cuál es el problema?

We’ve seen him tweet in Spanish before. To actually hear him speak the language-- and so fluently too!-- was quite the pleasant surprise. His match has long since ended, recently showered and dressed coolly for this Sonoran Desert weather. Not too far behind him, the familiar younger brother of Nathaniel scoffs.

Maximillian Dixon: Show off.

Nathaniel Dixon: Jealous?

He doesn’t miss a beat, does he? While Maximillian looks away with a grumble, an unfamiliar woman lets out a sweet-sounding laugh and lightly elbows him.

Maximillian Dixon: Y-yes, Ryleigh?

Ryleigh Dixon: C’mon, Maxy. You know I prefer to go by Rylee, R-y-l-e-e!

Maximillian Dixon: Ah, right, my apologies...

Rylee Dixon: No need to be so formal, Maxy! We’re cool.

She offers him a knowing little smirk. From their similar appearances, she seems to be their younger sister. Nathaniel chuckles before he regards La Silencia, in particular, his earth-colored eyes soft and his smile ever-so-gentle.

Nathaniel Dixon: Perdóname. Ellos son mi familia.

Mano Derecha: Quite a crew.

Predictably, Silencia says nothing. She folds her arms across her chest and stares past them. But at the very least she is not violent. Derecha on the other hand is a bit more personable.

Mano Derecha: What brings all of you here?

Nathaniel Dixon: Well, Trauma may be an NFW show, but...

A youthful teenage girl with golden locks and bright eyes speaks up with a grin. It’s clear she’s the youngest of the family.

“WrestleStock is still going on, so we’re enjoying all of the festivities. Plus we came to support my Uncle Nate!”

Nathaniel Dixon: That’s right, Little Serena! Señoras, allow me to introduce my younger niece, Serenity.

There’s something about the Intellectual Evolution when he’s with his flesh and blood. Genuine, jovial, mayhaps a little prideful. The one he calls Little Serena politely curtseys towards the ladies. Ami smiles at her little cousin and folds her hands in front of her. Derecha smiles gently, offering her hand to the young lady who accepts the handshake. Silencia, bringing her stare upon Serena, gives her a slight nod as, for a moment, the violent intent leaves her gaze. Once again we emphasize that this means plenty where the Queen of the Streets is concerned.

Mano Derecha: Pleasure, Serena.

There is a pause, and then Derecha focuses on Nathaniel.

Mano Derecha: We have something to discuss later, Mr. Dixon. Or rather, I have some explaining to do.

Her response is altered a bit when she feels Silencia’s eyes upon her. Gone is the moment of calm in that stare; locked on Derecha, Silencia wants it patently understood that SOMETHING will be done about the recent meeting between them.

La Silencia: ...

Mano Derecha: After the show, of course. There’s still the matter of the main event...

Taking a deep breath, Silencia, at the mention of the match, gets an odd look in her eyes and turns, walking away from the group. Everyone stares after her, wondering what’s up, but Derecha calmly leans in towards one of the Rojos, whispering something in Spanish to him, prompting him to take two of his fellows and follow after the Street Empress.

Mano Derecha: She apparently needs some pre-match solitude.

A pause. Then…

Mano Derecha: They’ll make sure she isn’t disturbed.

Nathaniel Dixon: I see…

There's a hint of a frown on his face. His mood suddenly shifts from enthusiastic to apathetic. However, Rylee isn't too pleased by Silencia's cold demeanor. A sour expression crosses her face as she folds her arms and huffs.

Rylee Dixon: What's her bloody problem? We've been nothing but polite and cordial!

Nathaniel Dixon: Don't be rude, Rylee…

Rylee Dixon: C'mon, Nate! Whatever it is you’re trying to do, you don't need to associate with someone like that--

Nathaniel Dixon: RYLEIGH LIANA DIXON!

It was sudden, profound, and completely unexpected, but Nathaniel raised his voice with extreme intensity and volatile rage. So loud was his projection that it carried over the desert sands and whirled into the air. He was turned towards his younger sister with fury in his eyes and yet his glare was a bone-chilling cold.

Maximilian, Ami, and Serenity were shocked into an uneasy silence.

Ryleigh… was frozen. Derecha, arms folded, shakes her head slowly.

Mano Derecha: Should you learn to understand Silencia a little bit better, Ryleigh, you will see that there is a reason for her reticence. There is no need to yell at her, Mr. Dixon; nor to let this ruin the pleasant mood. Again… I will explain everything and matters will proceed apace. You have my word. Silencia will listen to me; it is in her best interests.

Still, Derecha looks over her shoulder for a moment, shaking her head again before moving on.

Mano Derecha: Let us focus on more pleasant matters.

Ami Fitzsimmons: Mademoiselle is right. This is a special occasion -- an episode of Trauma featured on UGWC’s WrestleStock.

The NFW Interviewer offers a warm, gentle smile. She politely bows towards Mano Derecha, expressing her gratitude, and then she regards Nathaniel.

Ami Fitzsimmons: Uncle Nate...

His unpredictable rage is almost instantaneously gone when he faces his oldest niece. Alas, when he does look at her… He, himself, freezes in place, his eyes wide and his pupils small.

Like he’s just seen a ghost.

Serenity Williams-Dixon: ...Uncle Nate?

Little Serena is the first person who actually touches him. She places her small hand on his left shoulder, a genuine look of concern in her bright eyes. When Nathaniel makes eye contact with his youngest niece, he slowly inhales-- as if he’d forgotten to breathe-- and offers a weak smile.

Nathaniel Dixon: My apologies. Despite the shower after my match, it only cooled down my body… not my mind.

Maximillian Dixon: Brother...

There’s a stern look in the Family Lawyer’s dark eyes. Catching this, Nathaniel solemnly nods and takes a step towards their younger sister -- who flinches when he extends a hand out towards her. Has such a thing never occurred? The NFW fans have never seen the Lord of Charisma snap like that. Derecha is certainly watching. Though of a mostly-pleasant demeanor, the muscular woman is sharp and takes in all the details.

Mano Derecha: Perhaps a change of scenery is in order. Come. If you have yet to try the catering for NFW’s shows… that should be rectified. More so if you have a fondness for spicy dishes.

That said, Derecha turns and gestures for the group to follow her, Rojos included. While Nathaniel and Ryleigh are still reluctant, their emotional standoff is set aside when their nieces both eagerly follow after Derecha. Maximilian decides to move in between his siblings and gently push them along in the same direction. Finally they move in a calmer unison.

Food can bring comfort in the strangest of places.

The crowd erupts into a chorus of boos and hatred as “Head like a Hole” by Nine Inch Nails kicks up and fills the arena. A red spotlight hits the top of the ramp to find The Undisputed Champion Anton Crowley standing there with Tia Santos and Faust. He is wearing his ring and entrance gear, the Undisputed title slung over his left shoulder. He saunters slowly down to the ring followed closely by Tia and Nova as the crowd tries to drown out his entrance music.

He climbs the ring steps and then steps through the ropes Faust is holding open. Faust continues to hold them open for Tia and follows in behind her. Anton turns a full circle in the ring before standing in the center. The lights raise slowly back to normal as his music fades. He smirks arrogantly out at the crowd and camera. Tia hands Anton a mic and takes the title from him to hold.

Anton Crowley: Was that the message you wanted? Was that what I had to do to make you believe me? Did any of you listen? Did any of you take it to heart? Or do I have to do it again tonight? Last week I took out a pretend queen of a band of freaks. So I need to take out the Queen of the Streets next?

Anton turns around slowly as if looking for an answer. All he gets in hate from the crowd.

Anton Crowley: Next week I destroy six challengers. Six people who think they can take my crown. One with a personal, false vendetta. It doesn’t matter what their motivations, or lack thereof, are. All shall be cast down from the top of the pyramid by the Demon King. All shall fail.

Anton pauses for a moment. Tia leans up and whispers into his ear, he then grins wickedly.

Anton Crowley: Tia, my most faithful and loyal, has reminded me that I haven’t voiced the offer to anyone lately. So, La Silencia, come down and stand before the Demon King. Listen to the Question. Then decide your fate.

Right on cue, “Wanted” by Ayak y Prok starts up, slowly at first before the high-pitched notes lunge into a throbbing beat and snarling Spanish gangsta rap. Lights go up in green, red and white, a symbol of Silencia’s heritage as she stalks out to the top of the ramp, clearly looking for a fight. Mano Derecha is at her side, and both are flanked by a half-dozen Huesos Rojos… Silencia’s personal army. All six are hooded and masked, as is Silencia herself. She throws her head back, the hood falling away and her eyes staring right at Anton Crowley!

Andrew Payne: If Anton Crowley is looking for a night off, I don’t think he’s getting it against the Queen of the Streets tonight, Miranda! She looks ready to tear someone, anyone, apart!

Miranda Augustino: Hey, papi is just trying to give people a fair chance here! If her temper makes her throw that back in his face, she’ll end up the same as Minoru Tanahashi: with a losing streak and a stigma!

Andrew Payne: Harsh… but being honest, I just don’t see this young woman turning away from a fight.

Miranda Augustino: Me either. I know all about having that Latian fire, Andrew; you fight till you can’t stand up or you can’t walk down your own street!

Reaching the apron, Silencia keeps right on staring at Anton, slapping both hands on the apron before stalking over to the steps, ascending them and entering between the bottom and middle rope. Derecha moves to follow her but Silencia sharply gestures the muscular businesswoman back. Derecha pauses but complies, guiding the Huesos Rojos back as well, the group moving back to the middle of the ramp. As Silencia makes her entrance, Anton removes his coat and hands it to Faust. Then Faust and Tia exit the ring. The two move closer together, Anton looking down at the smaller woman.

Anton Crowley: La Silencia. Earlier this week you showed me you are not like the rest. You see things with intelligence. With wisdom. So, I make you the offer; Bend the Knee or be Destroyed.

He pauses for a beat.

Anton Crowley: Should you choose wisely, you will bend the knee and when the bell rings, you exit the ring and take the count. You do that and I swear on all that I believe, that you shall be spared from my wrath. You shall have my utmost respect. Should you choose to stand and fight, I would refer you to what I did to Legion last week. What is your choice?

Her head cants to one side, then the other, as though she’s attempting to hear something that’s far away. Those eyes do not cease to glare in the open space of her mask, though. If they were of a height, they would be nose to nose… but Crowley has thirteen inches on the diminutive woman; he looms by default. She stares up at him without fear or reservation for several moments, Anton lowering the microphone and tightening up for the battle about to take place…

...and suddenly the look in Silencia’s eyes changes. It is hard from a glance, even with a shot as tight as that of the cameraman’s at ringside, to tell exactly what that altered stare means. But after a few moments, the Queen of the Streets takes a knee!

Andrew Payne: ...wait, what?!

Miranda Augustino: Whoa, hold on a second here! Is she really…?!


The shock from the lips of the fans does not compare for a moment to that of Derecha and the Rojos back on the ramp. In this case, the hooded gang members have to keep Derecha from stepping in herself, as the woman is clearly agog at what her charge is doing! And, as instructed, Silencia backs away from Anton, never taking her eyes off him as she slides backwards out of the ring beneath the bottom rope, backing towards the ramp. Now, with a better angle, we can see that there’s something… peaceful… about her stare.

Yumi looks to Anton, one of his brows elevated in curiosity, and his response to the glance is to motion sharply for the referee to count. The crowd starts booing heavily, though whether it is directed at Anton or Silencia is hard to tell.


Yumi continues on to 20 and calls for the bell. Anton nods at La Silencia, the young woman turning and walking up the ramp without a word (obviously), while her entourage looks after her, confused as hell. They follow her backstage until all of them are out of sight. Tia hands Anton the Undisputed title and he drapes it over his shoulder. He then holds his arms out to the side as “Head Like a Hole” kicks up. The crowd competing with the song for audio supremacy.

Andrew Payne: Miranda, what in the HELL just happened?!

Miranda Augustino: Andy, you know me and even I ain’t got an answer for that!

Andrew Payne: The Queen of the Streets just bent the knee to Anton Crowley and took a countout loss without hesitation! What the hell is going on and what does it mean?

Miranda Augustino: I don’t know, carnal but...Sudden Death II is a week away and the Undisputed Champion just made a statement! See you next time, bitches!!!