NFW Presents: SUDDEN DEATH II! 07/31/2021!

As we head back to the ring, we see Thea Crawford in the center of the ring, as the bell rings for attention whilst she introduces the next fight.Thea Crawford: "Ladies and gentlemen, the next match is scheduled for one fall.. and there are NO disqualifications!”
"Dumbass Country Boy" by Jackyl would play on the speakers, as there were some cheers from the crowd supporting the big guy as he comes out with the Worley Brothers flanking him as he makes his way to the ring, although part of him looks petrified to even be in this match.

Thea Crawford: "Making his way to the ring first, hailing from West Union, South Carolina! Weighing in at three hundred and sixty three pounds! Big! Bubba! Thompson!"

She said, as Cameron and Shawn would pat him on the back to try and encourage him for the fight as he entered the ring, awaiting the arrival of his opponent.

Andrew Payne: "Bubba doesn't look like he wants anything to do with this match…"

Miranda Augustino: "He doesn't have any business being in the ring if he doesn't want to fight! That's literally what he's paid to do!"
Miranda said, giving out about him, as his theme would fade out. "Fast Life" would play, as we see a black Chrysler sedan pull up onto the ramp while there's a handful of cheers, but, mostly boos from the crowd. The back door opened up, as Viola's leg poked out as she makes her way out of the vehicle.

Thea Crawford: "And his opponent, from Queens, New York, weighing in at one hundred and thirty nine pounds! She is "La Capa", Viola! Mancini!"

Andrew Payne: "This crowd is not a fan of Viola after her constant attack on Bubba and his culture."

Miranda Augustino: "That's because this is Capone's turf! They don't want the New York mob moving in!"

As Viola emerged, she opened up the trunk of her car, as she pulled out a baseball bat she was saving for the occasion, getting a pop from the crowd, as she strolled to the ring.

Andrew Payne: "Whoa! Looks like she was prepared for tonight!"

Miranda Augustino: "I knew I liked her for a reason!"

As Viola makes her way down, the Worley try to get the bat away from her, as she slugged them both in the abdomen and the back, making quick work of them. However, this angered Bubba who caught the bat after he left the ring to stop her from hurting his friends, and headbutts her in the bridge of the nose, knocking her down, and getting the crowd behind him.
Andrew Payne: "Big Bubba Thompson, defending his friends, as this sparked a big fire in him!"

Miranda Augustino: "Alright, now we can see a proper fight!"

Bubba would lift the bat up above his head and tried to bring it down on Viola, who rolled out of the way and scrambled to the ring as the man almost triple her size brings it down so hard it splintered the bat, bringing awe to the crowd.

Andrew Payne: "Oh my God! That baseball bat snapped in half from that impact!"

Miranda Augustino: "If Viola was hit by that, her skull would have caved in!"

Viola slides into the ring, as Antonio Leone would ring for the bell as Bubba entered while she clubbed at his body upon entrance. Viola would clutch him with a front headlock, as she was going to attempt a suplex on him, however, Bubba was way more than she could lift. As she tried to lift him, Bubba easily lifted her up and dropped her face first with a gourdbuster. With Viola down, Bubba would deliver a stomp to her, as he runs the ropes before connecting with a running splash, as he rolled Viola over and covered.

2..

No!

Viola would kick out, surprising the crowd that she would survive a squash from the big guy. He would lift Viola up, before planting her down with a scoop slam, as he gestured to the ropes, looking for a Bubbasault to try to end this early.

Andrew Payne: "Viola survived the splash from the ground, but, she'll end up a pancake if he hits this!"

As Bubba climbs up to Bret's Rope, Viola would stir, as she managed to sneak over when Bubba is on the top rope, as she sneaks in a low blow, while the big guy doubled over.

Miranda Augustino: "No disqualifications! Everything is a go, and Viola's more than happy to fight a little dirty."

With Bubba doubled over, Viola would slide between him and the turnbuckle, as she grabbed his hips, to force him to teeter down for a powerbomb, as she slumped over against the corner while the crowd gave a quick "Holy Shit!" chant. She would slump over, covering Bubba, as Antonio slides in.

2..

Thr-no!

Andrew Payne: "Amazing move by Viola, but, she didn't capitalize in time to get the three count."

Viola would move over to Antonio, as she cursed him out in Italian, as Antonio argued back in his native tongue as the two go back and forth while Bubba started to get to his feet whilst Viola would get out of the ring and look under the apron, as she finds a ball point hammer and smirked wickedly while Bubba was on his knees about to stand up. Viola gets in the ring, as Bubba grabbed her by the neck. He lifted her up for a chokeslam, as Viola strikes him in the right elbow with the hammer to force him to let go.

Miranda Augustino: "Viola with a smart escape there! Targeting that arm is going to take out a lot of his offense."

With Bubba vulnerable, Viola would lay in with a series of body blows and jabs, forcing him into the corner as she shows off her boxing prowess. She would then take his injured arm and use the rope for extra leverage as she applied pressure onto it, while the official could only watch.

Andrew Payne: "Viola really chipping away at Bubba's right arm. She's looking to dislocate something."

With Bubba in pain, Viola would let off briefly, before hitting a step-up enzugiri to the side of Bubba's head and bringing the big man to his knees. Viola would clutch him for a DDT, as she transitioned over into a cross armbar to try and force a submission on Bubba, as he squealed in pain.

Miranda Augustino: "What a turn of events! The Boss targeting that arm and going for a submission on Viola is such a smart move on her end!"

Andrew Payne: "If he doesn't get out of that soon, she might tear it clean off the bone!"

She continued to wrench away at the arm, as Bubba would start to fight out of the move, as he rolled over, and goes for a schoolboy pin on her.

2..

Thr-no!

Viola was smart enough to release and get away, as she makes some distance, before stomping his arm again. She makes her way out of the ring to get a chair, as Cameron came to to grab the other end, forcing her into a bit of a tug of war over the weapon, as Shawn runs in to hit her with a superkick for her troubles, as the crowd pop for it.

Miranda Augustino: "And now the numbers game has come into play!"

Andrew Payne: "Viola not bringing any Goombahs is going to cost her."

The Worley Brothers would toss Viola back into the ring, after Cameron gives Viola a stiff shot to the back with the chair, as now there were some enforcers on Bubba's side. Thompson would get to his feet, as Viola tried to Irish Whip him, but it's reversed, as Viola hits the corner. Bubba lets out a battle cry, before he charged in to hit her with a running hip attack that makes her slump into a seated position. Bubba then follows up with a cannonball senton, as the crowd started to get behind him.

Miranda Augustino: "The big man, using his mass to really put the hurt on Viola here!"

Andrew Payne: "I don't think she can take too many more shots like this. That cannonball really rocked her."

Viola was dazed from the big impact, as Bubba started to get her up off her feet, and scooped her up looking for a running powerslam. He placed her over his shoulder, and began to run, but Viola has enough wherewithal to slide off his back. She then hopped up and brings both knees to his lower back, with a backstabber, as she tries for a desperation cover.

2..

Thr- no!

Miranda Augustino: "Viola almost stole the win right there! Not sure where she's going to go from here to keep him down."

Viola would begin some Garvin stomps onto Bubba's joints, looking to weaken his offense, as she goes back to the armbar. She is trying to grind out the submission, as Bubba would grimace in pain. She wrenched back, as Bubba would fight through the pain, as he began to fight his way onto his knees, as he lifted Viola up and spiked her with a powerbomb, but, he holds his arm, slapping at it to nullify the pain and fight on.

Andrew Payne: "Primal move there by Bubba."

Miranda Augustino: "Viola's done some damage to his arm, but, Bubba's been fighting back. He's digging in deep, trying to phase out the damage he's been taking."

Bubba is shaking off the pain, as Viola is slowly getting to her feet. He started to get her in position for a piledriver, but, Viola escaped and slithered between his legs! She scrambled to get the ball point hammer, as she gets to her feet. Viola charged and swings wildly, but, Bubba ducked her. Cameron was on the apron, as he throws the chair into Viola's face which stunned her.

Andrew Payne: "Oh! What a blindside hit!"

As Viola dropped her weapon, she was stunned and stumbled into Bubba, who tucked her away and lifted her up for a Bubba Bomb, which planted her into the canvas and covered her.

2..

3!

~DING DING DING~

The ending bell sounds, as the crowd would celebrate with Bubba, as he is announced winner.

Thea Crawford: "Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match! Biiiig! Bubba Thompson!”

Bubba and the Worleys would make their way to the back, as we head to the back and celebrate…

Miranda Augustino: "Big upset here, didn't expect Bubba to get it done."

Andrew Payne: "Viola bit a lot more she could chew, and Bubba comes away with the big win here tonight."

Thea Crawford: The following contest is a Three Stages Of Hell match inside the Devil's Den! Match one will be a tables match, where the only way to win is to put your opponent through a table. Match two will be an Inferno match, where the only way to win is to set your opponent on fire. If necessary, match three will be contested under the rules of The Devil's Den, where the first wrestler to put her opponent through a flaming table will be the first to two falls, and will be declared the winner! Introducing first...
The sounds of police sirens and helicopter rotors fill the arena before a familiar bassline starts.


To the "Method In The Badness" remix of "Bad Boys" by Inner Circle, out walks Faye Brown. Sans glasses, and with green extensions that reach down to the small of her back. She's being flanked by Logan Bailey to her left, and Cassie Morse to her right. Both of them are wearing black shirts with Faye's face on them that state that she is, in fact, not dead. A look of anger rests upon Brown's face as she pauses, waiting for Thea Crawford to announce.

Thea Crawford: ...being accompanied to the ring by Cassie Morse and Logan Bailey... from Syracuse, New York, standing 5 feet, 2 inches tall, weighing in tonight at 114 pounds... the Resident Rockhouse... FAAAAAAAYE BROOOOOOOWN!

The crowd cheers for the hard rocker and her squad, knowing how much she's been through up to this point. At Faye's discretion, the trio simply walk down the proverbial death's row, knowing how much of a fight Faye is going to be in for tonight. The three stop at ringside and lean a little on the apron. Faye backs off for a moment before entering head-first. She approaches the bottom-right turnbuckle and looks out to the crowd, who chant "PLEASE DON'T DIE" at her a few times. To this, Brown nods. She climbs off of the turnbuckle and simply stands, hands on her hips. Logan and Cassie enter the ring as their theme ends, and Logan gives her a long hug and a kiss on the cheek. Fearful of what's to come, as he should be. The three simply stand, waiting for Faye's opponent's theme to hit.

The three don't have to wait long, as nearly immediately, an instrumental of "Panther Like A Panther" by Run The Jewels kicks in, and out walks one Emevlas Stastias. A chorus of boos greet the Cult of Personality. The 41-year-old wears an expression of clarity, as she finally has what she wants. Stastias's face shows that she is thinking the clearest she's thought since escaping the Dallas asylum. Whatever she does tonight, she's in full control of. Mevy puts her head back a bit and wingspans, basking in the boos, waiting at the stage for Thea Crawford to say her name.

Thea Crawford: And Faye's opponent... from Joliet, Illinois, standing at 5 feet, 10 inches tall, weighing in tonight at 162 pounds... the Cult of Personality... EMEVLAAAAAAAS STAAAAAASTIAAAAAAAS!

The crowd mercilessly boos Stastias, who simply smirks to Faye once, out of nowhere, the chorus to the otherwise-instrumental states "I'm the shit." Once the song switches back to the instrumental, Mevy finally starts sauntering to the ring. She matches her pace with the song's tempo in half time. It's a slow walk to the ring. Once she reaches ringside, she stares daggers into Logan Bailey, shooting him a glare before rolling into the ring. Cassie Morse glares back, throwing some words Stastias's way, which Mevy ignores.

Andrew Payne: The history between these two is very well documented. These two go back to 2017, they used to be married. Faye used to manage Mevy in Rose City Wrestling. But Mevy was always of two minds, and that's what prompted Faye to deal divorce papers to Stastias in 2018.

Miranda Augustino: Mevy won the divorce. Mevy took everything from Brown, from her land to her money to her albums. Literally everything that was once in Faye's name became property of Emevlas Stastias. They've both seen a lot of shit since then. Faye's experiences and hardships eventually turned her into the woman we see in that ring, while Mevy's drove her to insanity and genuinely believing she's a god. Honestly, Drewski? I know we’re supposed to be unbiased, but I hope Faye beats Mevy's ass tonight.

There's a tension-filled pause as Stastias and Brown stare each other down, before the lights go down. A dark red light fills the arena as the prison cell for the Devil's Den starts to lower. A warning siren starts going off, with the lights flashing in time with the siren. The siren is soon joined by another air raid siren that sounds off twice before the cell seemingly locks into place (complete with a locking noise) with both competitors face to face with one another as the lights come back up to normal.

Andrew Payne: All I can say, Miranda? At least aside from how personal this match is, is the following disclaimer: I've had my fair share of debilitating matches, that's why I'm at the desk and not in the ring. This is not going to be for the faint of heart. This is going to be a massacre. There will be blood. There will be at least one person set on fire. These are trained professionals with a grudge to settle, and you most likely are not. If you're squeamish or have children, I implore you to go watch something else for your own safety. If not? Viewer discretion is advised.

DING DING DING

Andrew Payne: And here we go. The first, and hopefully only, Devil's Den match in New Frontier Wrestling history is underway. And THEY'RE GOIN'!

Mevy and Faye charge towards one another and immediately start trading forearms with one another. They go for about thirty forearms, which is enough to get the crowd riled up. There is no inherent advantage once they finish, as they simply push off from each other. There's another stare down before Mevy ducks out of the ring and spots two tables, dragging them both out. Once she has the first one upright, it gets knocked into her by Brown kicking the table into Mevy, who gives an audible "OW! SHIT!" Faye exits the ring and starts raining punches down onto Mevy's head, who shoves Faye off of her after around six or seven punches. Mevy reaches under the ring and throws a handful of ice at Faye, which pelts her head and cuts her open ever so slightly on her forehead. Not enough to start pouring blood, but enough to be a visible gash. Faye's flinch buys Mevy enough time to get back to her feet, where Logan meets her eye to eye. Mevy reaches out of the cell, grabs Bailey's arm, and pulls him into the bars, which staggers the Animated Maniac. This prompts Faye to throw herself at Mevy, but Mevy catches her and slams Brown back first into the prison bars. Mevy doesn't let go and slams Faye back first into the corner of the steel steps as well. This cuts open Faye's back a little, though again, not enough to start pouring blood, before Mevy finally releases Faye from her clutches, slamming her down onto the ground.

Andrew Payne: And this is why I had to give that warning before the match, Faye's already bleeding in two places barely a minute in.

Miranda Augustino: That ice is there to help cool off whoever loses the second fall, I didn't expect it to come into play so soon.

Andrew Payne: Neither did I, but here we are. Mevy with the first of two tables...

Mevy grabs one of the two tables she had gotten out before and finally gets it into the ring, along with herself. Stastias stands the table up in the corner, and exits the ring to go fetch her ex-wife. However, Faye is prepared for this and sprays Mevy with a fire extinguisher. This blinds Stastias enough for Faye to take the extinguisher by the nozzle with both hands and whack the taller woman upside the head. Mevy is down for the count, seemingly. Faye lifts Stastias up and rolls her into the ring, before picking her up in a bearhug, preparing to charge the two through the table that Mevy set up. However, just before Faye starts running to claim the first fall, Mevy slips some more ice down Faye's back and into her tights, causing Faye to drop Mevy because of chills. Stastias lands on her feet and hooks Faye's head, then her leg...

Emevlas Stastias: HIGH MAX, BITCH!

And hits a reverse STO that she calls "High Max," just like that. Mevy gets up to her feet first and stomps into Faye's body, stomping her into the corner. Stastias leaves the ring again and grabs a chair, which looks like the very same chair she used to initially hit Faye at Manifest Destiny. Mevy re-enters the ring, and places the chair on Faye's face. Mevy backs into the corner with the table set up, charges towards Faye, and... gets hit by that very chair. Faye threw it off of her and into Mevy's face! Stastias takes a step back before shaking her head a bit, trying to get the cobwebs out. Faye approaches the dazed Mevy, wrenches her arm, and lands a Pele kick right to the mush. Both women are down before a still-bloodied Faye hops up.

Faye Brown: LET'S FUCKIN' GO!

Andrew Payne: These two seem a lot more evenly matched than either of them were letting on in the weeks prior to this.

Miranda Augustino: For a rookie, Faye is incredibly smart and ring-savvy when she doesn't act on impulse.

Andrew Payne: And when she's not getting attacked from behind like Mevy's been doing to her since Manifest Destiny.

Miranda Augustino: That's true, too. That and these two were married, they know so much about each other. I'd wager the only thing Mevy doesn't know about Faye is exactly how she wrestles. All her little nuances and quirks that make Faye Brown our Resident Rockhouse... but I wonder how much that's gonna matter in the long run.

Faye picks up the chair that she threw at Stastias and whacks her once with it. Then again. Brown goes for a third, but that gets caught by Mevy, who uses this to get herself to her feet. Mevy cracks Faye in the face with that chair, saying "STOP HITTING YOURSELF!" immediately afterwards. Faye falls to the ground, before Stastias mounts her and starts raining punches down on the open gash. Mevy grabs Faye's head and shows a no-longer dazed Logan his girlfriend, and the sight of a newly-dazed Faye Brown startles him. Stastias laughs at him, yelling "THIS IS YOUR QUEEN, HUH?!" at him before unmounting Faye and lifting her up for an Oklahoma slam through the table in the corner. However, Faye's a bit too slippery from the water that's on her, and so she slips behind Mevy. Brown is still dazed, however, so she can't make a move out of it. Faye lands on her feet, shaking the cobwebs out before Mevy charges at her with a knee in the corner. Stastias holds for a second before grabbing Faye in a headlock and charging to the middle of the ring for a bulldog.

Andrew Payne: And Mevy with a bulldog, what a cocky bitch...

Miranda Augustino: Didja see how she showed him his girlfriend's face after Mevy beat it to a pulp?

Andrew Payne: Absolutely sadistic... Faye needs to find a way back in this, and soon.

Emevlas gets back to her feet immediately. She turns away from Faye for a moment and wingspans, yelling "Y'ALL KNEW THIS IS EXACTLY HOW IT WAS GONNA GO, DON'T LIE!" However, Mevy then gets tripped up, yelling "OH FUCK!" as she hits the top rope with her face. Faye tripped her up!

Andrew Payne: There it is! There's a sign of life from the Resident Rockhouse!

Miranda Augustino: Fuckin' GET 'ER, FAYE!

Faye now begins to rain punches down on Stastias. Every one thrown, quick like a piston. Mevy shoves Faye off of her, but Faye goes right back on the attack with a shotgun dropkick to the side of the head. Brown picks Stastias up afterwards and throws her towards the table, but Mevy stops herself in the corner. Faye charges towards Mevy, but Mevy turns around and catches Brown waist first. Stastias drops Brown for a spinebuster away from the table.

Miranda Augustino: Maaaaan, if Mevy had turned around with Faye before that, that'd be a 1-0 Mevy lead.

Andrew Payne: No doubt...

Faye sits up and feels at her back, but Mevy puts a hand to Faye's face, shoving at her. This garners Stastias a glare from Brown, who lifts a leg and kicks Mevy in the face, knocking her down. Faye gets to her feet, but stumbles a bit on the way, grabbing onto the ropes to stay steady. Stastias shakes the cobwebs, but Faye isn't done yet as she grabs Mevy's hair and once again throws her towards the table. Stastias stops herself before even reaching the corner, giving Faye a back kick to her gut. Stastias turns around and grabs Faye by the neck, lifting Brown up about 7 feet into the air. Mevy then grabs onto Faye's stomach, and now has her in a military press. Faye wiggles around, kind of flailing, but somehow hops down from Emevlas's military press and lands on the apron. Brown grabs Stastias's head en route and drops Mevy neck first on the top rope. Mevy coughs, holding her throat in agony before Faye runs in and charges headfirst into Stastias's stomach. This is enough to finally put Mevy through the table.

DING DING DING

Thea Crawford: The winner of the first fall... FAAAAAYE BROOOOOWN!

MATCH TWO
Inferno
Brown 1, Stastias 0

Andrew Payne: WOW! What a shock! Faye caught Mevy by surprise and then hoisted her by what was once her own petard! And before you know it, it's 1-0, Faye!

Faye backs up into a neutral corner with a bit of a smirk to her, knowing she very much stole the first fall. The ring apron is set ablaze as Stastias rises to her feet, dusting herself off before staring daggers into a shocked Faye. Seeming more annoyed than actually hurt, Mevy simply nods with a scowl, saying "I gotcha, I gotcha."

Miranda Augustino: But look at Mevy, she doesn't even look hurt by that. I think that just pissed her off more than anything else, Drewski...

DING DING DING

Andrew Payne: Oh no... you're right, as the second of potentially three matches is underway. It's an Inferno match, and if I'm Faye, I'd end this next fall really quick, because Mevy is LIVID!

The two lock up, which is exactly what Emevlas (the stronger of the two) wanted, as she grabs Faye by the back of the head and chucks her over the top rope. Faye, on instinct, tries to land on the apron, but miraculously lands on the second rope, just barely avoiding the fire. Faye jumps onto the top rope and tries jumping for something, only for Mevy to catch Brown out of the air and land her on her back for a ring-rattling spinebuster. Stastias hops to her feet and immediately picks Faye right back up, still hellbent on trying to set her ex-wife ablaze, but Faye is alert enough to get Mevy off of her. Brown steps back to safety as Stastias stares her down.

Miranda Augustino: Livid enough to want to end the second fall as quickly as it began.

Andrew Payne: More than that, I believe. Mevy has always taken pride in ruining lives like how she ruined Faye's.

Stastias wants to tie up with Faye again, which Faye seemingly obliges before kicking Mevy in the gut. Brown runs towards the ropes and lands another shotgun dropkick right to the side of Stastias's temple, which drops her. Brown mounts Stastias's back and starts throwing punches to the back of the older woman's head, but Mevy hooks both of Faye's legs and begins to rise to her feet. Faye's balance is now shot, as she has to grab onto Stastias's collarbone to stay steady. Mevy falls backwards, causing Faye to land on the mat. Her head bounces enough to knock her loopy, which the Cult of Personality notices. Seizing the opportunity, Stastias takes Faye's head, and places her face right to one of the burners, catching Brown on fire. Mevy places her feet on Faye's head and mashes down before the referee has to pull her off for both competitors' safety. Brown flails, trying to cover the left side of her face, which has unsurprisingly been burnt to a crisp for the second time in a month.

DING DING DING

Thea Crawford: The winner of the second fall... EMEVLAAAAAAAAAS STAAAAAASTIAAAAAAS!

Miranda Augustino: That was quick... and unnecessarily disturbing on how it ended, for the record.

Andrew Payne: And we still have a fall to go, Miranda. The final fall is under normal Devil's Den rules, you have to put your opponent through a flaming table. It's a combination of the previous two stipulations. I don't like Faye's chances after what we just saw...

Once the fire on Faye's flesh and gear has been fully put out, she gingerly climbs into the ring. She's greeted with a comparatively fresh and smirking Stastias, who has a microphone in her hand.

Emevlas Stastias: And that's how quickly this could have ended in the first place, Faye. Do you think you really accomplished something in that first fall?

Stastias chuckles as she shakes her head no.

Emevlas Stastias: Nah, bitch, I've been toying with you until now. You're fighting a losing battle, have been from the get-go. It's obvious. The score's one-to-one, sure, but look at you! You can barely stand, let alone do much else. I've done what I came here to do, and as a result? YOOOOOOU! AAAAAARE! DOOONE! So, as a benevolent god... as a good god who listens... I'm going to give you one chance right now to call off this third fall and declare me the winner. You'll get to crawl away. You'll get to go home to your Yakko Warner knockoff. You'll live.

The medical crew, Cassie, and Logan all tend to Faye's burnt face, while Mevy still shakes her head no.

Emevlas Stastias: But if you continue? Well, you're already halfway dead anyway, right? If you continue, I'm just gonna finish what I've started. If you choose to continue, Faye, then it's the last thing you'll ever do with your life, because I promise you that I will end it. I wasn't kidding at Manifest Destiny about smiting you in this third fall. That was my intent from the get go. So call it. Call it now before any real harm comes to you.

Faye gets up and snatches the microphone from Emevlas's hand.

Faye Brown: Fuck you, put 'em up.

Brown throws down the mic, as Stastias does indeed put up her hands with a spiteful nod.

Andrew Payne: Did... did Emevlas just threaten to kill her ex-wife?

Miranda Augustino: Sounds like it. She realizes that’s the one thing a wrestler can never follow up on, right?

FALL 3
Devil's Den
Stastias 1, Brown 1

DING DING DING

The two start to trade forearms again, but Mevy is in much better shape than Faye. It only takes a few for Brown to go on defense, but even that doesn't help.

Andrew Payne: Regardless of that, Faye really can't match power for power with Mevy right now.

Miranda Augustino: You say that like she could in the first place. Look, Faye can match tenacity, we saw that earlier in this match, but Mevy's been at this for over 20 years at this point. That kind of shit builds up. It builds up pain tolerance, it builds up strength, it builds up experience... and as we just heard, Mevy’s got murderous intent.

Andrew Payne: I know Faye can for sure match heart, not that that's too hard against someone who lacks one. I just wonder how much that matters right now when half her face looks like it slept on a frying pan.

As Brown doubles over from the amount of forearms Mevy has thrown, Stastias throws a wild knee which clocks Faye right in the nose. There's an audible crack as Faye's eyes become fairly glassy and blood starts to flow like water through Brown’s nostrils. The only thing holding her up is the top of the corner at this point. Stastias rebounds off the farthest set of ropes before clocking her ex-wife with a massive clothesline that turns Faye inside out. Brown lands on her back before instinctively rising to a seated position on the ground. Mevy runs to those ropes again, rebounding before landing another harsh blow to Faye's face, this time with her boot. Mevy begins to stomp away at Faye, who's all but knocked out. She can be heard yelling.

Emevlas Stastias: YOU SHOULD HAVE GIVEN UP WHEN YOU HAD THE CHANCE!

Mevy stomps at Faye's face more, until one of those stomps is caught. Brown pushes Stastias by her leg and tries to get up. Mevy can't help but look on in shock as Faye manages to prop herself back up against the top of the corner. The Cult of Personality runs at Faye and hits a knee right to Faye’s broken nose, before locking her in a headlock and running and hitting a bulldog right in the middle of the ring.

Andrew Payne: And Stastias with the bulldog again.

Stastias doesn’t leave Faye’s side. She turns Brown around on the ground and wraps her arms around Faye’s head and neck before wrenching back.

Andrew Payne: And now an anaconda vise? Mevy’s not really known for her ground game.

Miranda Augustino: Feels very punkish in this arena right now...

The vise is enough to force Faye to tap, to which Mevy looks down and laughs in her face for it.

Emevlas Stastias: I AIN’T LETTING GO, BITCH! Don’t you already know that it doesn’t matter if you’re conscious or not? BECAUSE YOU LOSE ALL THE SAME!

Stastias wrenches back more on her vise, though a little too much as Faye now sits up. Brown stares Stastias right into the eyes, which prompts Mevy to release the vise immediately, knowing that a look like that is what prompted Faye to basically power up and win the first fall. Brown gets to her feet gingerly, and counters a Mevy rope rebound with a step-up enzuigiri, which drops Stastias down. It's finally Faye's turn to deal out some punishment again, as she throws more of those piston-like punches. This time, Stastias can only block where she can, though that doesn’t stop Faye from getting some nasty licks in. Faye pauses her punches for just long enough to get Mevy to stop blocking before landing a nasty punch right to Stastias’s nose. There’s a crunch heard as Mevy screams in pain, kicking Faye off of her in a panic. Blood starts to ooze out of Emevlas’s nostrils now as she looks at her ex-wife with utter bewilderment. Faye rises to her feet and gives Mevy two kicks for her mistakes, right to the mush. Brown bends down and yells at her ex-wife.

Faye Brown: MAYBE NOW YOU’LL SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH!

Though the amount of damage she’s taken in the first two falls drops Faye down to one knee. Stastias can’t take advantage as she simply backs away from Brown, clutching at her nose. Brown slowly gets back to a vertical base before rebounding off the bottom set of ropes and landing a drive-by boot right to the left side of Mevy’s face. Faye starts back towards the left set of ropes, in an attempt to land a second boot, but Mevy rises up and turns Faye inside-out with a big clothesline. Faye lands right on her broken nose upon impact with the mat, but Mevy isn’t done. She picks Brown up by her green locks and tosses her into the corner and backs up towards the complete opposite corner. Stastias charges towards Faye and decks her with a big boot, right to Brown’s burnt left side of her face. Mevy lowers her leg and backs up again, readying for another big boot. Stastias charges towards Faye again, and decks Faye with another big boot. This second big boot drops Faye down to the ground, seemingly knocking her out cold once again. Stastias picks up her microphone and gets right into her ex-wife's face.

Emevlas Stastias: HAVE NO ILLUSIONS, FAYE! YOU ARE A DEAD GIRL WALKING. You signed your own death warrant once the bell rang, and baby, I'm here to collect. What the fuck did I tell you? I fucking TOLD YOU I would end you! BECAUSE I AM, HAVE BEEN, AND ALWAYS WILL BE! THAT! MUCH! BETTER! THAN YOU! Think about it. I'm better at wrestling, I'm better at music, I'm better at working the legal system. Hell, I'M BETTER AT WORKING AT FUCKING WALMART! I... am simply... better than you.

Stastias holds a finger up, faking as though she’s remembering something.

Emevlas Stastias: There's a simple creed people should always follow. It’s one you fans used to follow until you decided Faye here was hot shit. It went something like this: The sky is blue, grass is green, death is inevitable, and Emevlas fucking Stastias is the best in the world.

Emevlas crouches down next to Faye's prone body.

Emevlas Stastias: And you know what? It still holds true to this very day, and there’s only one thing you get to do about it: Deal with it.

Stastias sits the mic next to Faye's head, but there's movement! As Mevy has left the ring to retrieve the second table she had gotten out, Faye starts to laugh. Mevy whips her head up to spot Faye face down and still in her prone position.

Faye Brown: You've always been haughty... but I never thought it was this bad, even when I was afraid of you. You've always wanted to ruin lives, and you did ruin mine for a while.

Brown, still gasping for air, starts to will herself into the bottom of the corner, until she can finally sit instead of lay.

Faye Brown: The fans and Logan and Cassie over there... they may not believe it... but there was once a good person in you... past all the personas you had and all the bitching you did when things didn't go your way...

Mevy snaps as she had brought the second table and some gasoline into the ring, but she leaves them as she sprints to Faye and stomps another mudhole in her.

Emevlas Stastias: SHUT THE FUCK UP!

A pained expression crosses Faye's currently half-baked face. However, she rises back up to her sitting position, her breathing even more labored.

Faye Brown: You'd like it... if everyone still saw you for that person I saw when you put a ring on my hand. I know you would, I don't even gotta ask. The Elizabeth Coheed I was courted by? She was a... confident, funny woman... who would do anything to see a smile on the faces of those she liked... and could turn a hell of a phrase on those she didn't. She was an amazing woman... one I wish were still around today. She was someone you could... you could share a beer with and not instantly regret the purchase. Someone who wouldn't foot you her tab after she left.

Brown slowly starts to rise to her feet, knowing Mevy isn't going to strike back now.

Faye Brown: Now, I didn't see it at the time... but that Elizabeth? She died the very second she signed to Rose City Wrestling. The Emevlas Stastias who tagged with Izzy Van Doren and won RCW's tag titles with... only to betray her afterwards... despite having a good thing going regardless of titles? The Emevlas Stastias who forgot she didn't have an n-word pass... and tried to defend that by claiming "IT WAS A REFERENCE SO BLAME THE SOURCE?" The Emevlas Stastias who's... more known for who she's been associated with? The Emevlas Stastias who's more known for being a self-destructive loose cannon... as opposed to any talent she may have had? The Emevlas Stastias who's more known for being one of Rose City Wrestling's many old shames? The Emevlas Stastias that it became clear I was also married to? She's a lying, manipulative, disloyal, two-faced racist. A fucking joke of a joke, and she always has been. One that I regret ever having been associated with. And one who would have been better off left stuck in that Dallas asylum... like how you left me stuck in Syracuse.

Faye is to her feet finally, and Mevy is simply frozen, really wanting to put her back down, but knowing Faye's diatribe has a kernel of truth to it.

Faye Brown: As someone who did a lot of petty crap to a lot of undeserving people in her teens and twenties? As someone who hasn't ever exactly been much of a saint? As someone who probably has a spot in Hell waiting for her once I die? I find it fitting that I get to deliver unto you a reckoning. I think it's fitting that the original seed you planted en route to your midlife crisis gets to hand-deliver you this slice of humble pie after so long. I find it fitting that after all the times you've tried to kill me... and others... that I get to be the one to end you. I get to end you for everyone you've ever stabbed in the back like Izzy, for everyone you've ever cheated out of money like Griffin, for all but a couple of those poor kids in HYBRID you had to train who now have to live on the streets you forced me onto, for all of your lovers that you tossed to the side after me like Sela, like Farris, and like you'll do to Sylvia... and for everyone you've ever crossed paths with whose lives you've left worse off for you having been a part of them.

Brown finally looks Mevy in the eyes.

Faye Brown: I've found God throughout this entire experience I've had in New Frontier Wrestling, Liz. You. Ain't. It. So do me a favor. When we're done here, and once you fall to Hell? You better fucking tell them Hard Rock Ca-Faye gets her own god damn circle.

Brown hits Stastias with the microphone, which knocks Mevy for a loop. But not for too long as Mevy catches Brown with a knee to the gut when Faye tries a second move. Stastias places Faye in a front headlock and places her on top of a turnbuckle. Emevlas slaps Faye across the burnt left side of her face as she finally sets up that table she brought in earlier. Stastias douses it in gasoline and pulls out a match. The table catches fire as she throws the match onto it, but before Stastias can turn around and presumably throw Faye into the table, she gets pelted in the head by two pieces of ice. In a fit of pure rage, Mevy spots that it was Logan Bailey and Cassie Morse who threw the ice at her. Bailey and Morse simply shrug.

Cassie Morse: Y'all started it.

A wily smirk not dissimilar to Stastias's own forms across Logan's mouth before kissing his hand and extending said hand towards Mevy.

Logan Bailey: Good night, everybody.

Before she can even get a retort in, Faye leaps from the top of the bottom-right turnbuckle right into Mevy for a crossbody, which sends both of them into the flaming table in the middle of the ring, which ends up forming a chasm where the table now used to be. The crowd yells in a panic as the bell rings to signal the end of the match. The Devil's Den starts to rise just after, but there's no music yet either way.

Andrew Payne: OH MY GOD!

Miranda Augustino: HOLY FUCKING SHIT!

Andrew Payne: WHAT A FINISH! But... who won?

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner, 2 falls to 1...

A left arm pops up from the chasm and claws at the mat, trying to reach stable ground... before a bloody, bruised, and burnt Faye Brown rises from the carnage, struggling to breathe right.

Thea Crawford: ...FAAAAAAAAAAAYE BROOOOOOOOWN!

The crowd cheers, giving Faye a standing ovation as she sits with her legs folded on the mat, completely and utterly spent and gently holding the left side of her face. As the "Bad Boys'' remix starts back up, the Devil's Den is now high enough for Logan and Cassie both to enter the ring. Bailey is the first to get in the ring, and he gently hugs Faye as quickly as he can. Faye, for reasons that should be obvious, can't even reciprocate. Cassie tosses Logan a microphone from the chasm left by the defeated Emevlas Stastias.

Logan Bailey: OK OK OK OKOKOKOK, look. I know emotions are running high right now. I know this is big for you, and I'm SOOOO happy you've finally put her out of your life. But there IS something you said that we would do when this was over. I didn't forget...

Bailey gets on one knee, and from the left breast pocket of his shirt, pulls out... a ring! Faye is cognitive enough to see this and for her eyes to light up as much as they can at the sight.

Logan Bailey: Faye? You've been a blessing to my life ever since I saw you sitting on the sidewalk outside of the Collegian in Syracuse, New York, with all your stuff because you got kicked out. It was September 26th, 2020. It's rare that a Georgia Tech game is secondary to something else for me, but having met you even before knowing exactly how much you would end up meaning to me was that rare thing. And I do mean rare, people! Georgia Tech means a lot to me! But you know what? I’d trade in every season ticket I have if it meant I got to keep this woman by my side. The institute I went to? Doesn’t matter as much as this woman right here does to me. Not as much as she does tonight, not as much as she has since the day I first set eyes on her, and not as much as she always will. So, I humbly ask of thee, Faye Edita Brown... will you do me the honor and allow me the privilege of asking your hand in marriage?

Bailey takes Brown's left hand, and Faye gingerly covers her mouth with her other hand, a look of happy disbelief clearly crossing her face as much as it can. She finally lets tears flow, which mixes with the blood that’s been oozing from Brown’s nose for some time as she nods as much as she can.

Faye Brown: I absolutely will, Logan, yes!

Logan's face also lights up, not thinking she'd actually say yes.

Logan Bailey: Oh, HOT DOG!

Bailey slips the ring onto Brown's ring finger before she wraps him in as much of a hug as she can muster.

Andrew Payne: Well, how about that?

Miranda Augustino: Logan's always been a man of his word, Drew!

Andrew Payne: That woman in there has had one hell of a ride in NFW so far, and it makes me so happy that even through all the strife and all the turmoil that these two have been through since signing... I'm just so happy to see these two finally end something on a positive note.

Miranda Augustino: Congrats to the lovebirds, for sure. Those two absolutely deserve this.

The last shot you see is of Logan Bailey rising up, picking the completely spent Faye Brown up with him and taking Cassie Morse’s hand, and the three raising their arms in victory and honest-to-God bliss. Faye shows off her new ring to the crowd as well. Those two are finally happy.

Winner: Faye Brown
Result: Won Three Stages Of Hell, 2-1

The camera switches back to ringside where the finishing touches are being put on the ring for the Tartarus Prison match. The ring mat has been covered completely with thumbtacks. The sides of the ropes to the left and right when approaching the ring from the stage are lined with light tubes. The massive cell structure is already beginning to lower down around the ring; it reaches twenty feet high and surrounds the entire ringside floor area. The chainlink is woven through with barbwire, making it virtually hell if the cage walls are so much as brushed against. Thea Crawford stands off by the stage, by the entrance tunnels and raises the microphone up to her lips. Trauma’s Senior Official, Yumi Akiyama stands in the ring, backed into a corner with her hands folded in front of her. Her referee uniform is a bit more reinforced for the match about to unfold. She wears black BDU pants, combat boots, a long sleeved NFW referee shirt, knee pads and heavy construction gloves. A custom medical mask covers her face as she stands in the ring, waiting for the announcement to be made.

Thea Crawford: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! And...it is the Tartarus Prison match!

Andrew Payne: This is it, everyone. It is time for the Tartarus Prison Match. Ladies and gentlemen, I cannot stress enough: you see how the ring is set up. There is no doubt that this match is going to get crazy. It’s going to get wild. It’s going to get violent. I cannot think of a match stipulation more violent than this within the company. In our almost twenty year history, there have only ever been three. Three Tartarus Prison Matches. This isn’t for two competitors who wanna settle a friendly rivalry. It isn’t about seeing who’s the better wrestler. This match is meant...it’s meant to cause pain. It’s meant to torment. I honestly don’t look forward to seeing this one. I never do.

Miranda Augustino: Man….

Andrew Payne: You gonna be alright, Mir?

Miranda Augustino: I just...I remember the last one of these I called. I remember the two before that when I saw them as a kid. Yo, moms and dads? Cut the Network off for about twenty five...thirty minutes. Y’all been warned now.
The lights in the arena flicker out. The video wall comes to life with an image of Earth from space as Bury Tomorrow’s “No Less Violent” begins to play. As it does, the vignette depicts a flaming meteor hurtling towards the planet. The vignette switches to various shots of Earth's population. People from all different regions as a shadow looms over, blocking out the sun. They all look up, eyes widening in horror.

Because we're no less violent

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

Because we're no less violent

Are you sure you want to try that

Knowing that your life is finite?

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

Thea Crawford: On her way to the ring, at this time!! Weighing in at 160lbs!! From Brooklyn, New York!!! ADRIANNA...SALVATORE!!!

Adrianna reaches ringside, and stands at the threshold of the cage door as she pulls her entrance vest off and passes it to another official. The look on her face, in her eyes, is cold and calculated as she steps up onto the apron. Stepping in between the top and middle ropes, Adrianna moves to a turnbuckle and climbs up. She flips back her hair, letting out a roar before casting her gaze upon the audience with a wicked smile forming. Stepping down from the turnbuckle, she steps back into a corner, awaiting her opponent.

The lights on the stage begin to strobe as "KARATE" blasts through the speakers and Super Tiger runs out from behind the curtain. She runs to each end of the stage, waving to the audience, before coming back to the center. She points a finger toward the ceiling, looking up as rainbow colored pyro fires off behind her from one side of the stage to the other then back again. Once the pyro has concluded, she makes her way down the ramp, smiling and waving at the fans.

Miranda Augustino: Hey yo, what the FUCK?!

Andrew Payne: We were expecting the SuperNova, Mir, but I’m seeing the Super Tiger!

Thea Crawford: Uhh...introducing her opponent...from the Kyoto Prefecture in Japan…uhhh...

Andrew Payne: Mir, I think Thea’s just about as stunned as we are! What’s....? What is this?

Miranda Augustino: I don’t know, but I don’t understand it one bit!

Thea Crawford is unsure how to even announce her as the crowd just watches, overjoyed at their old favorite making her way to the ring in her classic fashion. Super Tiger runs up the steps and enters through the ropes. She makes her way to the middle of the ring, again pointing and looking up at the ceiling as rainbow colored pyro shoots out of the corner posts. She smiles and winks at the hardcam before sticking her fists out in front of her.

Super Tiger: HAI GRRRL!!

Crowd: YUH GRRRL!!!

This entire time, Adrianna Salvatore is just standing to the side, looking more suspicious than anything. Super Tiger smiles big under her mask and strikes a pose, bringing up a peace sign next to her face--

Super Tiger: Yoroshiku Onegaishimasu!

--and BLASTS Adrianna Salvatore right in the face with a sudden Superkick.

Andrew Payne: OUCH!!! WHAT THE--?

Miranda Augustino: AYE!! ¡Coño!

Adrianna grabs her mouth and stumbles back into the ropes, caught off guard as the music stops. Super Tiger rips her mask off to reveal SuperNova Risa Jackson, scowl and all. She throws the mask off to the side.

SuperNova: HOW’S THAT FOR EVOLUTION, YOU FUCKING BITCH?!


That first shot from SuperNova signals the bell and barely a second after she finishes getting her mask and entrance gear off, Adrianna’s recovered from that blow and is on her like a wolf on a calf. Adrianna clobbers Nova with shot after shot, right hands hitting her like bombs as she works her back into a corner. From there, she keeps on striking. Senior Official Yumi Akiyama can’t do anything but look on as there’s No Disqualification! The Anarchist clinches SuperNova around the head and starts going in on her ribs with Muay Thai Knees. It’s Manifest Destiny II all over again as the bigger woman just wears away at the Burning Blade of House Crowley. Adrianna snatches her by the wrist and whips her clear across the ring. Risa hits the corner hard and Adrianna’s right there to hit a big corner splash. The wind audibly leaves Risa’s lungs as she hangs her arms over the ropes to keep herself from slouching.

Andrew Payne: SuperNova’s gonna pay for that cheap shot, whether she likes it or not.

Miranda Augustino: Like Salvatore’s never hit a cheap shot before!

Adrianna takes Risa by the arm again and Irish Whips her back into the other corner. Her back slams into it, taking her feet up off of the mat and back down from the velocity and impact. Adrianna comes charging out of the other corner but SuperNova gets her boot up right in her face. Adrianna stumbles back, putting a hand to her face to make sure she isn’t bleeding from the thumbtacks that are inevitably embedded into the bottom of Risa’s boot. As she does this, Risa hops up onto the middle turnbuckle and jumps off with a big downward elbow across the top of her opponent’s head. Adrianna stumbles back and drops down to one knee. She shakes her head to knock the dizziness out as Risa comes over to pick her up. Adrianna explodes upward with a big European Uppercut, sending Risa’s head snapping back and spit flying into the air. The Anarchist follows up with a brutal forearm strike to the neck and jaw, causing Risa to stumble back, grasping for the ropes in the corner again so she doesn’t hit the dreaded thumbtack mat. Adrianna stands her ground and motions for the SuperNova to come get her some.

Adrianna Salvatore: Let’s go, Little Star! You wanna burn shit down?! Let’s go!

Risa’s eyes light up. Not with joy or glee, but with an angry fire as she lets out a shrieking war cry. She rushes out of the corner and Adrianna pivots around to hit her with a discus clothesline that would surely knock her on her ass but Risa slips under the arm and as Adrianna turns, she drills her in the midsection with a stiff kick. Adrianna half doubles over and Risa’s already throwing another kick into the back of her thigh. The kick pad striking leather pants lets the crowd hear it all and the kicks just keep coming. Adrianna fights to stay on her feet, knowing what awaits her otherwise. Risa switches it up, increasing the speed and ferocity at which she’s attacking. She goes from kicks to forearms and elbows, digging into Adrianna’s sternum before she moves to those brutal open palm strikes to the jaw and face. For a moment, it looks like the smaller of the two women has the clear advantage here as Adrianna isn’t just absorbing these hits at all. SuperNova is actually visibly wearing away on her opponent!

Andrew Payne: SuperNova with that Japanese Strong Style! She may be little but she can do some damage!!!

Miranda Augustino: Let’s go Risa!!!!!

Risa keeps at it with the strikes, finally hitting a European Uppercut of her own and a spinning kick to the midsection. Adrianna doubles over and Risa quickly looks behind her, remembering the light tubes on the ropes. She grabs Adrianna by the wrist and pulls for an Irish Whip but Adrianna braces her feet and doesn’t budge. Risa pulls hard, again and again but Adrianna barely budges, even though she’s reeling from that vicious onslaught of Strong Style strikes. Growing frustrated, she kicks Adrianna right in the ribs again and goes for the Irish Whip once more. This time she gets it BUT WAIT!! The Anarchist reverses the Irish Whip, letting out a guttural roar as she sends the Supernova almost running on air and--


--right into the light tube covered ropes! Three tubes explode into a cloud of white dust as Risa slams into them. She lets out a scream as she stumbles forward and drops to a knee. She catches herself on one hand but immediately jerks it back up, cursing out loud. Risa shakes her hand furiously before the camera zooms in on her trying to start picking multiple thumbtacks out of her palm.

Andrew Payne: Ouch!! Things are starting to get ugly!!

Miranda Augustino: I dunno what hurts worse in my eyes!! The glass or the thumbtacks!!

Before Risa can get much of anything out of her skin, Adrianna steps out and back in with a Big Boot to the kneeling woman. Risa teeters and catches herself with her hands on the mat again. Once more, she jerks her hands up, now with both palms riddled in tacks. Risa can’t help but cry out before Adrianna steps in and pulls her up to her feet and tucks her head down between her legs. With her immense power, she hoists Risa up with little to no effort, flipping her up onto her shoulders and SNAPS her down with a powerbomb!! Risa hits the mat and goes rigid as the pain of hundreds of thumbtacks mercilessly shoots through her back, her legs, her arms and even the back of her head. Adrianna stands over the writhing woman, sneering wickedly as she opens out her arms as if presenting the brutality around her.

Adrianna Salvatore: THIS...IS YOUR HELL...LITTLE STAR!!!

Adrianna looks down at Risa, shaking her head as if to say it’s far from over. She reaches down and grabs Risa around the throat, hoisting her up off of the mat. Another show of brute strength sees her hoist Risa right up into the air and catch on her shoulders for another powerbomb. Before she can drop her again, Risa has a handful of tacks now and shoves it right down into Adrianna’s face, grinding them into her forehead. The crowd reacts in horror as Adrianna yells out in agonized rage. Risa drops down onto her feet again as The Anarchist staggers back. The bigger woman looks up from her hands; tacks sticking out of her forehead and temple as her own rage boils up. Adrianna roars and comes charging in. Risa lets out another battlecry as she knows this is about to hurt like hell but she springs up and catches Adrianna around the neck with her legs, using Adrianna’s momentum to hurricanrana her right into the ropes right next to where she initially was thrown into them!


Adrianna goes face first right into more light tubes with more white dust in the air!! Meanwhile, Risa has landed belly and arms down on the mat, puncturing herself with more thumbtacks! She lies there, angrily screaming through the pain as Adrianna writhes against the ropes, trying to blink the dust away, careful not to wipe it, lest she make it worse.

Andrew Payne: OH MAN!!!! That glass and that dust!! Salvatore’s gotta be careful with that in her face!!!

Miranda Augustino: That shit gets in your eyes, you’re fucked with a capital...well...just all caps lock: FUCKED!!

Risa powers through the pain, starting to look like a human pin cushion as she stands to her feet and turns towards her opponent. A malicious look on her face as she moves to where Adrianna is leaning forward against the ropes. Risa snatches a fresh light tube from off of the ropes and leans down, yanking Adrianna’s head back by the hair, getting her face close to hers which is starting to slowly become red with blood.

SuperNova: This what you wanted?! Huh?! IS THIS WHAT YOU FUCKING WANTED?!

She releases Adrianna’s hair, steps back just enough and hits a homer with the light tube right across her back which, per her gear design, leaves her back and shoulders bare.


Andrew Payne: Ooh! Ow!! SuperNova with that vicious strike across the back!!!

Miranda Augustino: Listen to that shit just pop like that, man. That sounds so...just….AGH!!!

Risa tosses the broken piece of light tube aside and snatches another one off the ropes. She rears it back and swings for the fences again, right across her opponent’s back!


The crowd reacts emphatically as the second tube explodes across Adrianna’s back and Risa tosses it aside. This time, she grabs two tubes off and holds them together as one. She cocks them back again! Swings


Andrew Payne: Two for the price of one, says Risa Saito-Jackson!!

Miranda Augustino: Pop goes the SuperNova, bitch!!!

Blood can be seen oozing out of tiny cuts across Adrianna’s back but Risa’s not finished yet as she tosses one broken tube away but holds onto the other. To the horror of the crowd, she steps in and digs the jagged glass end right in between Adrianna’s shoulders and draaaaaags it down!! Adrianna SHRIEKS in absolute agony while Risa, wild eyed, laughs and screams in her ear. When she’s finished there, she pulls her head back again and drags the broken tube across Adrianna’s forehead. Adrianna’s screams can still almost be heard with the horrified crowd before Risa tosses the broken tube aside. This has left an open space between the ropes that Risa realizes that she can use this. She crosses the ring, careful not to run into the tubes on the other side, then turns back, starts running in place before taking off as fast as she can. She actually gets a bit of a pop from the crowd as she kicks Adrianna right in her bloodied face with her old There And Back Again maneuver! Adrianna is knocked backwards, landing in the thumb tacks! The SuperNova holds onto the top rope, shouting to the rooftops before springing up onto the top rope, bounds off and hits a Somersault Senton onto Adrianna. This keeps her from taking too horrible of a landing on the tacks as she lays back across Adrianna and hooks the leg. Yumi Akiyama drops down onto all fours and begins to count!!

TWO!

Adrianna KICKS OUT so violently that it tosses Risa up off of her and onto the mat. Ass right into the tacks and Risa goes into a pained frail! The Anarchist sits up, already an absolute bloody mess but we see her eyes through that dripping crimson mask and they are on FIRE!!! She gets up to her feet, giving a better view of her bloody, tack covered back where she just takes two running steps, jumps and drives both feet down into Risa’s back, flattening her on the mat!! Risa shrieks again as her face smacks the mat and she comes up with some thumbtacks in her cheek. Adrianna’s not finished, however, as she presses her boot to the back of her head and forces Risa’s face down into the tacks some more. Like stomping out a cigarette. Adrianna picks Risa up to her feet again, “letting” the Burning Blade lean against her as she looks around at all four corners of the ring before picking one. The crowd tenses up as Adrianna positions Risa and Irish Whips her violently into the corner!

Risa leans back in the corner. Adrianna stands to catch her breath across from her. Both women are becoming an absolute bloody mess. Adrianna runs in at Risa but once more, she’s caught with a counter attack, this time with a back elbow. That, combined with the rest of what’s been endured to this point, brings Adrianna down to one knee and gives Risa time to climb up to the top turnbuckle. She does a quick throat cut with her thumb, aims a gun hand at Adrianna and leaps off of the ropes!! Adrianna looks up, sees the SuperNova falling through the air right towards her and pivots her, throwing out an arm, to hit a devastating lariat that sends them both back down to thumbtack Hell!!

Andrew Payne: KNOCKED OUT OF ORBIT IS THE SUPERNOVA!!! COURTESY OF ADRIANNA SALVATORE!!!

Miranda Augustino: This match is getting insane Andy!! IN-FUCKING-SANE!!!

Andrew Payne: Well, it might be over!! Here’s the cover!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: Nonononononononono!!!!!!

TWO!

THR--NOOOO!!!

Risa gets the shoulder up and rolls over onto her side. She winces as the gets more tacks in her but stops for a rest out on the apron. Adrianna sits back on her feet, breathing heavily. She reaches up to wipe some thick blood out of her eyes. A quick cut to some fans in the audience shows mixed reactions. A couple of friends look amused. A young woman covers her mouth in horror and half looks away. A dad sits next to his young son, holding an arm around the boy’s shoulders as the child sits there, looking uneasy.

Andrew Payne: We’ve got fans here that have probably never witnessed anything like this. This is why we advised viewer discretion before hand folks.

Miranda Augustino: Someone’s gonna need therapy after this shit!

Back inside the ring, The Anarchist pulls herself up to her feet and steps out through the ropes where there are no light tubes, onto the apron where she pulls Risa up by her hair; the daughter of this match’s innovator hisses through her teeth, seething with each breath as she gets Risa up. Risa finds some life in herself and knocks Adrianna right in the jaw with a forearm to get her to release her hair. She stiffs Adrianna again causing the bigger woman to grab onto the top rope to steady herself. Adrianna fires back with a forearm of her own and almost sends Risa off the apron but she too hangs on. Rather than go for another forearm, the SuperNova answers with a rope assisted superkick right to the jaw and Adrianna half spins away from her. Risa sees her opportunity and steps in, locking her arms around Adrianna’s waist!!

Andrew Payne: Oh no, what’s she going for here?! Don’t tell me!!

Miranda Augustino: Sweet dreams, puta!!!!

Risa lets out another mighty yell and snaps Adrianna back - “GO THE F*CK TO SLEEP” - that signature Snap German Suplex right onto the apron that she’s known for!! Adrianna lands hard on the apron, neck and shoulders first before crumpling down to the floor in a heap. Risa holds onto the bottom rope, keeping herself from falling off as well. Adrianna lays face down on the padded floor looking like a fucking homicide victim. She’s moving, at least, as she starts trying to get to her feet. As is Risa, pulling herself up with the ropes. Risa makes it up first and walks along the apron to the far corner, then turns to watch Adrianna. As the big blonde - whose hair may as well be dyed red at this point - gets vertical and straightens up - the SuperNova comes running along the apron-

SuperNova: ADRIANNAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

-and dives off the apron for a Cannonball but Adrianna catches Risa in her arms, upside down around the waist!! She leans forward, almost going down but Risa’s feet touching the floor helps Adrianna steady herself before lifting the joshi back up over her shoulder, flipping her over to see what’s ahead of them. We see that look of “Ohhh shit” on Risa’s face as The Anarchist growls, starts running from one end of the cage to the other. Her growl escalates into a feral roar as she takes Risa and just launches her off her shoulder!!! LAWN DART INTO THE BARBED WIRE CAGE WALL!!!!

Andrew Payne: OH MY GOD!!!!

Miranda Augustino: DIOS FUCKING MIO!!!!!

Risa lays on the floor, clutching her face as we see blood start to ooze down from under her hands more. Adrianna takes a rest on one knee with her head down. Hair, damp with blood, hanging around her head as drips of blood fall from her soaked face like strands of syrup. She pushes up with a forearm off of one knee just enough to lift her head. Even under the crimson mask, we see the dead exhaustion on her face. Meanwhile, Risa’s hands have come away from her face to reveal the damage. Thumbtacks on one side, blood running down the other side. The sclera of the eye on that side, which is supposed to be white is as red as the blood oozing out of her body. Referee Yumi Akiyama comes out of the ring and is there in an instant, observing the two with much concern on her face.

Andrew Payne: I’ll tell you what, I won’t question Yumi’s decision if she decides to stop this match!

Miranda Augustino: Maybe she should, if I wanna be honest!

Yumi comes to check on Adrianna first who just shoos her away. She moves in to check on Risa now as Adrianna pushes up to her feet. The Anarchist shoves the referee out of the way so she can get at Risa and starts putting the boots to her. After a moment, she reaches down and grabs her, not by the body but specifically by the back of her gear where she starts pulling, tugging and ripping at the fabric. The referee can only stand by as this happens, shouting to Adrianna, asking what she’s doing as it appears The Anarchist is focused on exposing Risa’s bare back. Luckily for Risa, her gear has protected her back mostly from direct contact with anything dangerous. Unfortunately, now, she doesn’t have that protection anymore. Yumi Akiyama has finally had enough, No DQs be damned and steps in between Adrianna and Risa, demanding she back off and let Risa at least get up to her feet again. Adrianna backs up, arms out with a sinister grin on her grisly face. She obliges the referee but only to turn her attention to the ring apron where she starts digging underneath for more weapons to use.

Andrew Payne: Oh this ain’t good at all. Salvatore’s going for more toys!

Miranda Augustino: I hope she ain’t going for that bag of tacks she likes to use; we got plenty left to go around!!!

Adrianna continues to pull objects such as chairs, trash bins, kendo sticks and other goodies out while Risa starts getting up to her feet, refusing the referee’s help. Adrianna finishes getting stuff out and decides to move on her opponent again but she doesn’t see Risa sparking something up in her hand and as she grabs Risa to turn her around, the SuperNova flicks her wrist out and releases a Solar Flare right in Adrianna’s face!

Andrew Payne: SOLAR FLARE TO THE FACE, GOOD GOD!!

Miranda Augustino: That’s gonna leave a mark!!!

Adrianna’s grabbing at her face, staggering backwards as the bloodied SuperNova rises to her feet, looking like something out of a fucking Grudge movie. Most disturbing of all, there’s an unnerving look in Risa’s eyes that we’ve never seen before. It’s not disdain. It’s not even anger. Or hate. It can only be described as pure, uninhibited, murderous intent. SuperNova picks up a steel chair that Adrianna’s pulled out and approaches the Anarchist as she frantically rubs at her eyes, blinded by the flame. Yumi Akiyama is trying to assist Adrianna when she looks up and sees Risa getting the chair ready. Yumi barely even gets out of the way as the chair comes down and WHACKS Adrianna across the head!! Adrianna gets sent stumbling away from Risa who gives her another chair shot across the back. She paws at the apron and ropes, trying to hold onto something and keep herself up but Risa is absolutely relentless and comes at her again, just as Adrianna reaches the ringpost and whollops her over the head again. This time, Adrianna goes down onto all fours and crawls on her hands and knees. Risa brings the chair up and just throws it down across her back.

Risa stops by the ringpost and looks at the ring mat. There’s an idea brewing up in her head as she reaches out and scoops a handful of thumbtacks up into her hand. She turns her attention back to Adrianna and suddenly moves with a quickness, kicking her hard in the ribs. Adrianna cries out, having the wind knocked out of her. Despite the barbed wire weaving through the chainlink, Adrianna sits up and back against the wall, grimacing from that kick. She may have a cracked rib. Risa steps in and grabs her by the jaw, prying her mouth open as she proceeds to dump the handful of thumbtacks into her mouth. Try as Adrianna might, even she’s too weak at this point to pull her head away.

SuperNova: Open your fucking mouth, bitch!

Andrew Payne: What the hell is Risa doing?!

Miranda Augustino: Whatchu asking me for, esse? I ain’t her keeper! I just support her!

Risa dumps the last of the handful into Adrianna’s mouth and forces her jaw shut. The Anarchist gives a muffled cry, clearly having the tacks piercing the inside of her mouth. Risa turns and starts walking away from Adrianna, slowly running a hand down her own bloody face. The wild eyed Burning Blade of House Crowley even smiles, laughing a little as she idly picks some of the thumbtacks out of her own face. She stops at the far ringpost and turns around, looking down the way at her grounded opponent. Risa pushes her blood damped hair out of her face, seething and pumping herself up. She charges up her feet and comes running in as fast as she can carry herself.

Andrew Payne: Aww no way!! Risa just put those thumbtacks into Adrianna’s mouth and now she’s coming in hot!!

Miranda Augustino: Yo!!! What the FUCK is she doing?!

Screaming bloody murder at the top of her lungs, the SuperNova runs in and throws out her knee right into Adrianna’s face - IMPACT CRATER!!!!!! Adrianna’s head bounces back against the cage wall, gets knocked to the side and a mouthful of blood, spit and thumbtacks goes flying. The crowd reacts with horror as she falls to the side, immediately gagging, coughing and choking. Risa has had to stop herself from completely slamming into the wall by grabbing it with her hands. She quickly yanks her hands away, cursing while Adrianna gags and coughs up the rest of the thumbtacks with a little more blood on the ringside floor.

Andrew Payne: Can you imagine the pain going on for Adrianna Salvatore right now?!

Miranda Augustino: No, I cannot, and I don’t wanna!

Risa pulls Adrianna up and rolls her back into the ring, subsequently rolling her over more tacks. Adrianna reacts somewhat but the pain of tacks in her arms and back is a far cry less than what she’s just experienced outside the ring. Risa climbs back through the ropes and begins stalking Adrianna as the Anarchist starts getting to her feet. The SuperNova squats down, bouncing on the balls of her feet as Adrianna makes it up, Risa comes charging in!! NAILS her with her own signature, the Rogue Planet!

Andrew Payne: ROGUE PLANET!!!! SALVATORE’S OWN MOVE!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: CALL THAT SHIT ROGUE PLANET PRIME BABY!!!!!!!

Andrew Payne: Adrianna Salvatore’s down!! This has to be it, there’s the cover!!!

TWO!

THRE--!

But NO! Adrianna Salvatore kicks out, firing up the shoulder to stay as alive in this match as she can. Risa grabs her hair and screams obscenities before grabbing Adrianna by the head and screams in her face to stay down. Adrianna reaches up and just pie faces Risa back from her and the blazing SuperNova hits her with another forearm before rising and backing up as she starts preparing for another move. Adrianna pushes up to her feet; the crowd screaming for her to watch out as she gets her feet planted and rises up. As she’s doing so, the SuperNova rushes in, jumps into the air, twists!! TYPE 1?! NO!!!! Adrianna catches her foot!! The Anarchist lunges forward and rocks the Burning Blade with a brutal headbutt, letting her foot go. Risa stumbles back, bouncing back off the ropes. This brings her back towards Adrianna who snaps up her leg for a SUPERKICK!!! Smack goes the impact and out goes some of Risa’s own blood and spit as she wobbles backwards, coming off of the ropes again. She staggers towards Adrianna again and the Anarchist roars through the exhaustion, the pain, the agony and FLOORS Risa with a Discus Lariat!!!!! Risa hits the mat hard and arches up, screaming; her bare back, previously exposed by her opponent, now riddled with more thumbtacks. Adrianna gets to her feet and proceeds to stumble around, trying to shake the dizziness out and get her balance.

Andrew Payne: I have no idea how she’s still standing, Mir. Adrianna’s a tough competitor but some of what she’s endured would have any other competitor ready to throw in the towel.

Miranda Augustino: No way in hell is she human!

Adrianna steps in, dropping towards her opponent. The crowd starts to gasp and even the referee is taken aback!! Is she collapsing? Going for a cover?! No! Adrianna falls right onto Risa and hits a Ranger Roll, popping up with the SuperNova across her shoulder in a Fireman’s Carry!! Where she has the strength left to do so, nobody may even know! Whatever she’s looking for here, however, we also may never know as Risa writhes and wiggles until she’s able to slip free, landing behind her. On pure instinct, she digs her fingernails into Adrianna’s previously sliced open back and rakes down! Adrianna shouts out in pain as Risa turns, hastily snatching a fresh light tube off of one of the sides of the ropes holding them. Adrianna turns! Risa swings! Adrianna catches her wrists! Yanks the light tube out of Risa’s hands! Adrianna doesn’t hesitate and just swings the tube down, under, up and over taking it across Risa’s head--


--causing it to explode in a burst of glass and white dust. Adrianna drops the broken tube and grabs Risa into a suplex set up! No! Not a suplex! She snaps Risa up into the air, getting her some air!! Catche her on her shoulders!! Sits out!! Powerbomb?! Right onto the other broken light tubes that Risa had discarded earlier in the match!!!!!


Andrew Payne: GROUND ZERO!!!! GROUND ZERO!!!!! GROUND ZERO!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: AYYYYYEEEE DIOS MIO!!!! SHE’S DEAD!!!!! THAT BITCH KILLED NOVA!!!!!

Andrew Payne: SHE VERY WELL MAY HAVE!!!!

TWO!!!!!

THREE!?!?!?!?!!

NO!!!!!!!!

The SuperNova gets another burst of cosmic energy from somewhere; enough to get that shoulder off the mat!!! Adrianna falls back, grabbing at her mangled face. Risa lays on her side, not even looking like she’s all there in the eyes. She’s completely gone.

Andrew Payne: I’m amazed either of these two are still going!! After everything they’ve gone through!!

Miranda Augustino: You wanna talk about two of the toughest bitches on this roster - in this company - here they are!! Yeah, I’ll even give kudos to Salvatore, even though I don’t support her war on Papi’s House!

Adrianna climbs back to her feet and pulls Risa up onto her knees. The SuperNova starts to throw shots to the midsection, aiming for the ribs and the sternum of her larger, physically stronger opponent. This allows her to fight her way to her feet, throwing stiff palm strikes and forearms to Adrianna again. This time, Adrianna’s firing back with brutal shots of her own. Each shot from one rocks the other and almost sends them back into another bad date with light tubes but they stand their ground. Risa starts to go to town with a wild series of strikes until Adrianna swats her arms out of the way and bashes her bloodied forehead right into Risa’s bloodied face for a headbutt!!! Risa stumbles back as Adrianna raises up both fists and brings them down in a sort of fired up flex, roaring to the crowd. She turns and sprints across the ring, running fast and aiming low!! Adrianna dives forward at Risa!!! Going for the GRB (GAMMA RAY BURST)!!! Risa just manages to step and turn out of the way, sending Adrianna right into the middle turnbuckle!!!


Andrew Payne: THERE’S THE DEVIL’S CORNER!!

Miranda Augustino: HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!

The mini explosion is enough to send Adrianna stumbling backwards on groggy legs, out of a cloud of smoke. The front of her pants and top are singed from the mini blast. Risa sees the opportunity!!!! Spins Adrianna around!!! She steps back, then lunges back in with a bicycle knee that catches Adrianna in the jaw, followed by a stiff uppercut!

Miranda Augustino: AYE CABRON!!!

Andrew Payne: BIG DOUBLE SHOT!!! SHE CALLS THAT HAIL TO THE KING!!!!

Adrianna staggers back into the corner but Risa grabs her and yanks her back out to the center of the ring!!! Hooks both her arms underneath!!! The SuperNova lets out a terrifying battle cry; her bloodied, thumbtack covered face full of burning hot rage!! Aaaaaaaaaand BERIGORAUNDO!!!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: THERE IT IS!!!!

Andrew Payne: BURY GO ROUND!!!! BURY GO ROUND!!!! THIS IS IT!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: GET SOOOOMMMME!!!!!

Andrew Payne: COVER!!!!! ONE...TWO...THREE!!!! IT’S OVER!!!!!



Thea Crawford: Here is your winner, by pinfall!! SUPER...NOVA!!!

Andrew Payne: Thank the Lord above and anyone else where it’s due!!! This one is over!!!! Can we get some damn help out here for both of them?!?!

Miranda Augustino: On my MAMA I don’t ever wanna see one of these again!!!!! But kudos to Papi and Katie baby’s Burning Blade!!!! Maybe Salvatore’ll fucking know better next time!!!

Andrew Payne: Mir, don’t you even. Now is not the time to harp on House Crowley loyalty. We’ve got two wrestlers that almost killed each other in the single most brutal match this company has ever seen.

Miranda Augustino: ...Yeah, you right. C’mon, get this cage up! Let the EMTs make it out here!!!!

Rob Zombie’s “Crow Killer Blues” plays and the cage starts coming up as several EMTs rush down to the ring with two stretchers. It takes a moment to get situated but Risa Saito-Jackson makes it up to her feet and stands unsteadily over Adrianna. She sneers down at the woman-

SuperNova: Burn...you bitch...fucking BURN!!!

-and, mirroring Adrianna in their last encounter, Risa disgusts the crowd by spitting down on her opponent. She kicks Adrianna’s hand out of the way as she stumbles towards the ropes, yanking her arm away from Yumi Akiyama. Risa steps out onto the apron, drops down onto her butt and then touches her feet to the floor. Again, she stumbles but shakes off any EMTs that come to her. She stumbles up the walkway towards the stage; an absolute disgusting, bloody mess but a crazed smile on her face as House Crowley’s Tia Santos comes out to meet her. Risa takes a white towel from her, instantly ruining it as she wipes away the blood.

Andrew Payne: Well, I hope she’s pleased with herself….

Miranda Augustino: At least one of them’s able to walk out of here on their own two feet….

Adrianna Salvatore, however, is tended to as a stagehand begins clearing the thumbtacks with a push broom so the EMTs can get to her and they start checking vitals before loading her onto the back board so they can get her on the stretcher. The shot cuts away as they begin wheeling Adrianna away. The crowd slowly stands and starts to applaud out of respect and appreciation for what both competitors went through….

Thea Crawford: The following contest is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall, and it is for the NFW Tag Team Championships!

The Lights go out in the arena, as a crack of lightning hits the stage, forming a blue flame. On the other side a single crack of lightning hits as a Green flame appears on the other side. The flames die out as Immortalized by Disturbed begins playing.


Thea Crawford: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 315lbs! Accompanied to the ring by Legion and Mister J, representing The Hive...they are Kassandra...and Danae...The Wolves of Legion!!

As the Lights come on Mister J is standing with his arms crossed at the top of the ramp with Danae and Kassandra on either side of him. They turn and walk to the centre where Mister J is standing, then turn as they await Legion. Legion comes from the back walking in front of Mister J pointing down to the ring, where Danae and Kassandra walk down the ramp. They scoff off the fans, as they look at their opponents. Danae moves to the back of the ring as Kassandra slides underneath the bottom rope. Legion and Mister J watch from the top of the ramp as Legion lifts her hand and snaps her fingers, the lights go out once more. As the snap is heard again, Mister J and Legion are at ringside watching, as her girls are in the ring. Kassandra standing in one corner and Danae in the other watching, waiting for their opponents.

The lights in the arena dim as the opening of Eve to Adam's "Immortal" begins. The camera focuses on the tron where shots of the brothers working out and sweating play.


The camera is back on the stage as the opening crescendos where Dylan and Torian Drake pose together on the stage. Dylan holds two water bottles and flexes while Torian gets to his feet and spins a little to show off his physique before both head down the ramp.

Thea Crawford: And...from Miami, Fl at a combined weight of 463 pounds!! They are...Dylan and Torian...The Brothers Drake!


Torian high fives the audience and both brothers work to get them fired up as they continue down toward the ring. At ringside they embrace before they head to opposite sides of the ring. Torian swings off the ropes on one side, while Dylan flexes on the apron on the other.


Both brothers get in the ring and pose together once more. This time, Dylan crushes the water bottles over them both, showering them both as they fire up the crowd once more.. Finally, the music fades and they go to their corner to prep for the match.

As "Ride of The Valkyries” by Brothers of Metal begins to play, the arena goes dark except for a few spotlights on the stage as “snow” begins to fall on the staging area. Out walk Christina Olson and Lilith Meadows, stepping into the spotlights. They both have on Viking Warrior style outfits as they look at each other and they smash their forearms together. The redhead takes the lead down the ramp as Lilith, with her half masquerade mask on, follows behind, a sadistic, yet focused look on her face as they head straight towards the ring.

Thea Crawford: And their opponents, they are the current, reigning, defending NFW Tag Team Champions, at a total combined weight of 255 pounds, representing the Kingdom, the team of Christina Olson and Lilith Meadows, Last of the Valkyries!!!

The two of them step into the ring and get into the middle as Christina drops to her knees and Lilith stands behind her, hands clasped on her shoulders. The two of them let out a battle scream before Christina gets up to her feet and begins to get the crowd to join them in a “Skol” chant before removing their garb and getting ready for the match.


Torian Drake, Kassandra and Christina Olson step out to the center of the ring. Olson and Kassandra look to lock up only for Torian to run them over with a double clothesline. He continues running after impact and heads to the ropes where he jumps into a springboard and laps into a sunset flip over Olson.

TWO!

KASSANDRA BREAKS IT UP!

Kassandra cradles Torian.

TWO!

OLSON BREAKS IT UP!

Olson catches Kassandra for a backslide.

TWO!

TORIAN BREAKS IT UP!

Andrew Payne: These teams are really digging deep to be the ones that walk out of here with the gold, ain’t they Mir?!

Miranda Augustino: That’s how you gotta do, ain’t it Andy?

Andrew Payne: Absolutely!

Torian grabs at Olson but eats a roundhouse kick from Kassandra. Kassandra steps back and tags in Danae. Danae steps in and Kassandras hits a back flip kick on Torian while leaning on the ropes and Danae follows with a bridging German suplex.

TWO!

OLSON BREAKS IT UP WITH A BASEMENT DROPKICK!

Olson jumps up into a senton splash on both opponents and then tumbles to her corner to make the tag to Lilith. Lilith comes in and hits the Dreaming on Torian.

TWO!

DANAE BREAKS IT UP!

Andrew Payne: Close but no cigar for Lilith Meadows!

Miranda Augustino: I think the Wolves smell blood, Andy!! They hawngreh!!

Lilith rolls over and tries to hook up the Faerie Lock on Danae. The larger woman blocks the smaller one, grabs her by the throat and picks her up into a deadlift chokebomb. Danae holds for the cover.

TWO!

TORIAN BREAKS IT UP!

Danae scoops Torian up and then military presses him above her head. She turns to face his brother and then drops down into a double knee gutbuster. Torian falls aside clutching at his middle section. Lilith tries to pounce on him for a cover but Danae catches her and hits a bridging German suplex on her.

TWO!

OLSON MAKES THE SAVE!

The Last of the Valkyries grab Danae and Olson hits a superkick that Lilith turns into a DDT on Danae. Olson heads to her corner and Lilith covers.

TWO!

KASSANDRA MAKES THE SAVE!

Andrew Payne: Nice team work by the defending champions but not quite enough to put it to bed!

Miranda Augustino: Looked like she kicked the damn taste out of her mouth with that superkick!

Olson runs into the ring and wades into the fight. Danae and Lilith get up. All four women hit a group tos slam on Torian and then start fighting amongst each other. The Last of the Valkyries hit a double dropkick that sends Danae tumbling through the ropes to the apron. As she rises to her feet, the Valkyries hit a double enziguri that causes the larger woman to tumble to the floor. Kassandra kicks Olson to send her through the ropes to the floor as well. Olson lands right next to Danae. Lilith rears back and catches Kassandra with a wicked lariat that sends both of them over the top to the floor with their partners. With two teams outside the ring and only Torian Drake left inside, the referee begins a count.

TWO!

Danae staggers up, Kassandra, Lilith and Olson following.

FOUR!

FIVE!

Torian starts to crawl towards his corner and his brother.

SEVEN!

The Wolves and the Valkyries start to fight amongst each other, none of them seemingly noticing anything else going around them at all.

NINE!

Torian continues on, Dylan urging him on.

ELEVEN!

Danae breaks through the grips of the Valkyries and shoves them both into the barricade.

THIRTEEN!

Torian gets to his corner and makes the tag to his brother. Danae dives back into the ring, Kassandra right behind her. Dylan comes in and drills both with a big double clothesline. The Valkyries dive in and get the same treatment. Dylan scoops up Danae and body slams her. Kasandra jumps up and Dyland watches her in an attempt at a crossbody block. He turns and throws her so that she takes both Valkyries to the floor through the ropes. Dylan puts Danae up on his shoulders and turns to face his brother. Torian jumps off the top for the Notorious Dragon. Kassandra, Lilith and Olson start to get to their feet on the floor. Dylan covers Danae while Torian runs across the ring and dives over the top, taking down Kassandra and Olson.

TWO!

Lilith dives in to try to make the save but it’s too late.

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Andrew Payne: Whoa!! They did it!!!!

Miranda Augustino: Seriously?! How the hell---

Thea Crawford: Here are your winners aaaaaaand NEEEEWWWW NFW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...DYLAN AND TORIAN...THE BROTHERS DRAKE!!!!!

Eve To Adam’s “Immortal” comes on as Dylan and Torian stand, staring at each other in shock and awe. The brothers register their music and share a huge hug before Referee Thurgood Jackson presents them with the Tag Team Championship belts. They high five and hug again before moving each to a corner and raising the belts up to celebrate.

Miranda Augustino: Andy this is a first for Trauma! We ain’t ever had the belts before!

Andrew Payne: You know I don’t care about that brand war shit, Mir. That being said: congratulations to the Brothers Drake! New Tag Team Champions and well deserved!