NFW Trauma #50! 10/30/2021!

Binka Moab vs Debby Haze

The bell rang and both women exchanged a handshake but Binka Moab held onto Debby Haze’s hand when she went to pull away and did so firmly, telling her she’d better not waste her time here. Debby lost her smile for a moment, yanking her hand back when she realized her opponent wasn’t entirely a good sport. The Disco Diva shook her hand off and found her smirk again, nodding and telling Binka to bring it. The two circled around and came in to a collar and elbow tie up. Debby got the side headlock in but Binka got a waistlock and snapped her up for a belly to back suplex but Debby rolled back through the lift and landed on her feet. Binka spun around, going right for a clothesline on Debby but Debby slipped under and caught her in a waistlock of her own, going for a Snap German but Binka, too, rolled up to her feet and the two stared each other down. Hokkaido was definitely into it, though! Applause radiated through the crowd as the two women stared each other down.

They circled up again and this time, Debby went for a side headlock of her own but Binka shoved her into the ropes and caught her with an armdrag. Debby popped up but Binka hit her with another arm drag when she ran in, showcasing a surprising level of technical practice that most probably didn’t expect from the rookie as she moved into more complex maneuvers, going for multiple arm and kneebars. Dishing out suplexes of all sorts before hitting a Russian Legsweep and floating over into a cover for a nearfall. Binka maintained control, going further into the match, keeping a hold of Debby and mixing things up with some of her power display but Debby Haze started feeling that Saturday night heat and began taking Binka to the mat with dropkicks, armdrags, spinning heel kicks and some of her jaw dropping high flying maneuvers. All for a couple of nearfalls, herself, on the newcomer. She did a little bit of her disco dancing to get the crowd behind her more, then hit the ropes, calling for Saturday Night Fever, but Binka capitalized on the brief hesitation Debby took to recover more and made it out of the way into a roll. Debby hit the ropes again and came right into a Powerslam by Moab. Binka went for a cover again and Debby kicked out but this time, as Debby rolled over onto her stomach to start getting up, Binka stayed right on her, pinning her down with a knee to the back of the head. While Debby writhed and squirmed to get free, Binka balled up a fist and proceeded to press one of her knuckles into Debby’s temple, rolling the wrist to give her hand a digging motion, performing Architeuthis. This must have been surprisingly painful because Debby immediately began voicing her discomfort and tried to pull Binka’s hand away. She couldn’t quite reach up there with Binka’s leg in the way so Debby began frantically tapping on the mat after about half a minute of enduring this unconventional maneuver.


Umi Toriyama: Kore ga anata no shōshadesu, teishutsu ni yotte, Binka Moabu!

Seth Ernst: Wow! What an odd maneuver by Binka Moab to pick up a victory!

Miranda Augustino: It worked, though! Is that even legal?

Seth Ernst: Referee doesn’t seem to think it isn’t!

Miranda Augustino: Binka seems to have some words for Debby Haze, too.

Seth Ernst: Yeah, I see that. C’mon, lay off! You won, move on!

As the commentary went back and forth, Binka Moab was not shy about leaning over Debby Haze, rubbing in the fact that she beat her before demanding she leave the ring so that Binka could celebrate her victory. After Debby did so, holding the side of her head, Binka demanded that the referee raise her arm up as she gloated to the booing crowd. Their boos, however, soon wiped the smile off her face and she shook her head in disgust before taking her own leave.

Trauma cuts to the backstage athletic trainer’s room where an anxious Coda sits on a high treatment table with her legs dangling off the side. The left leg of her tights is rolled to above the knee to see that her swelling went down considerably since fans of hers have seen it last time. Instead of a mixture of reds and browns, the bruising is a pale yellowish green against her porcelain skin. The Japanese AT studies the MRI scans of her knee as well, tracing his finger along the image of her ACL to try to determine if the competitor’s ready to compete.

Coda idly plays with her black Pop It wristband fidget toy to try to relax. When she presses it, it feels like she’s popping bubble wrap without the loud noise. Then, the strong-style samurai cautiously glances towards her older sister Mari, who comfortingly smiles back at her sibling. The two look back at the local AT as he clears his throat.

NFW Athletic Trainer: I’ll tell Ms. Santiago you’re cleared to compete tonight, Coda.

Wide smiles stretch across the faces of the sisters as the crowd cheers as well! However, the man in the black NFW polo continues.

NFW Athletic Trainer: Just be careful out there. If this ACL strain worsens to grade 2 or, God forbid, grade 3, you’ll need surgery. You’ll be out for months, almost an entire year. Maybe even permanently. No one would judge you if you decided that tonight’s match just wasn’t worth the risk.

Coda: I… will fight...

Mari looks concerned, visibly nervous for her younger sister’s wellbeing, but the AT nods in understanding.

Seth Ernst: This is a massive gamble…

Miranda Augustino: Yeah, but no one makes it in New Frontier Wrestling playing it safe!

Seth Ernst: I suppose so. We don’t know much about Coda yet, but let’s just hope she knows what she’s doing...
Backstage, the camera finds Cameron and Shawn Worley glancing back behind them to their cousin, Big Bubba Thompson, and nodding to each other.

Shawn Worley: Does he know?

Cameron shakes his head.

Cameron Worley: He ain’t got no idea.

Shawn can’t help but smile.

Shawn Worley: He’s gonna go full-on apeshit, you know that, right?

Cameron nods knowingly to his younger brother.

Cameron Worley: Oh yeah, ain’t no doubt about that.

“Where is that bastard?”

From down the hall, a ways from the Cornbread Mafia, an (un)expected visitor is here. Collision superstar Jessica Matthews looks like she’s on the warpath! She’s dressed for battle and her Captain America Shield is braced on her right arm.

Jessica Matthews: I know Anton Crowley is here. I’m going to give him a taste of vibranium steel!

Hearing the commotion, the Worleys turn and move quickly to intercept her.

Cameron Worley: Whoa, Miss Jess, y’all know it ain’t no kind of idea to go off halfcocked by y’allself and march into that hornet’s nest…

Shawn Worley: Cam’s right, y’all go in there by yourself, it ain’t likely you or that shield’s comin’ out in one piece.

The Paladin looks at the brothers, her anger subsiding but still present. Her fists tighten just a little and she grits her teeth.

Jessica Matthews: I said it before. “This will not stand.” He betrayed Kate-chan. His entire house left her to suffer Adrianna’s wrath! She’s my Resistance sister; I can’t just sit back and do nothing...

Her body twitches and her eyes soften, vulnerable.

Cameron Worley: We ain’t sayin do nothin’...

Shawn Worley: Sho nuff!

Cameron Worley: IWe sayin’, you goin’ in there all by yourself but madder than a wet hen that just managed to walk its happy ass through a carwash and now looks even crazier than a rainbow trout doin’ the me damn thing ain’t exactly the greatest idea on the planet.

Shawn nods in agreement.

Shawn Worley: Sho damn nuff!

Cameron Worley: Ain’t you got other sisters like that? Ones that would be just as hoppin’ mad about what happened to Miss Kate? Maybe y’all need to have you a get together and figure some stuff out?

Before Shawn can add his agreement again, an excited squeal comes from the other end of the hallway.

Big Bubba Thompson: CAP!!!!!!!!

Cameon’s head droops.

Cameron Worley: Aw shit…

The three of them look up to see an excited Bubba start to run only to stop dead in his tracks as something else catches his eye. He starts to almost bounce in his excitement.

Cameron Worley: Bubba?

Shawn turns to look behind Jessica and then nudges his brother. Cameron turns and then nods.

Cameron Worley: Miss Jessica, before our cousin comes down and excitedly hugs the stuffins out of them, might we introduce y’all to our girlfriends, Carmen and Reya Alonso?

It’s quite the turn of events. Jessica didn’t really understand Cameron’s metaphor. “Madder than a wet hen that just managed to walk its happy ass through a carwash”? She’s beginning to understand her husband Dean’s frustrations, though she’s not bothered by this. Although her determination remains, her anger is even more subdued by the presence of Bubba. His high spirits ease her raging fire. She’s a little taken aback by Cameron’s question and turns herself to face the source of Shawn and Bubba’s undivided attention.

Jessica Matthews: Ah… ja. I mean sure. Hello.

Cameron nods and two tattooed Latina women walk up, one with dark hair and the other tinted red. Bubba comes running over and promptly picks both of them up in a giant bear hug.

Cameron Worley: Did we mention Bubba missed them?

Bubba dances around before putting them down so they can face Jessica.

Carmen Alonso: Hola… I think the spinning’s almost stopped.

Reya Alonso: Hi to you too, Bubba!

This has become quite the unorthodox scenario. From seeing red to… well, this. Jessica’s not sure what to make of this, but she’s polite. Removing her shield from her right arm, she holds it between her left arm and her side, then she extends her right hand to the ladies.

Jessica Matthews: Ah, it’s nice to meet you two. My name is Jessica Matthews, Paladin of the Guardians.

Carmen happily accepts the hand. Reya accepts after her sister.

Reya Alonso: She’s not the puta who tried to hurt Bubba, is she?

Shawn quickly shakes his head.

Shawn Worley: INo, Baby, Miss Jess is a nice one and now, y’all gotta remember, we talked about usin’ words like that here where the cameras might catch ya.

Reya nods.

Reya Alonso: Sorry, I don’t like it much when bad things happen to my friends.

Understandingly, Jessica shakes her head. After the handshaking, she lowers her hand to her side and straightens herself.

Jessica Matthews: It’s okay. I’m the same way. That’s why I’m here. The Demon King betrayed my sister and I will avenge her.

She’s chosen the Oath of Vengeance. Wrestling fans remember the last time she was the Paladin of Vengeance. Jessica was intense, almost scary, and ruthless. Still, she keeps herself calm for the time being. Strangely enough, the Worley’s do have a point. She can’t rush in gung-ho with a blazing fury.

Reya Alonso: Ay pinche cabrón…

Shawn shakes his head.

Shawn Worley: IBaby...

Reya waves him off dismissively.

Reya Alonso: II know, I know, sorry… sorry…

Cameron starts to laugh.

Cameron Worley: IIf we was on places that understood her, we might be in a heap of trouble… but lucky us…

Shawn Worley: ISo, Miss Jessica, whatchy’all gonna do now?

Jessica’s eyes briefly glance down at her shield. She looks back up at them and places her right hand on her hip.

Jessica Matthews: ...I’m going to survey the situation. Maybe get ahold of the Resistance. I know Stacy’s here. I’ll rendezvous with her and see what we can do together.

Cameron nods.

Cameron Worley: ISounds like y’all got a plan now.

Shawn Worley: ISho nuff!

Bubba smiles and then hugs her just like he did the Alonso Sisters earlier.

Big Bubba Thompson: Yay, Miss Jess!!!!

Oh, there’s no resisting a hug from Big Bubba Thompson! A smile finally crosses Jessica’s face and she happily returns the embrace. Of all the people to talk her out of a kamikaze stunt…? The Cornbread Mafia?

Dean Matthews is not going to believe this.

Coda vs Diamond Steele

Once the match begins, Coda favors her left leg when she strides to the center of the rIng. Diamond Steele joins her but at five-foot-two, the Pint-Sized Kaiju towers over her at five-foot-six. The Japanese crowd hollers out support for the two women, evenly split until Coda points down to her injured limb. Diamond hesitates, then takes advantage by striking her shin hard against the side of Coda’s knee with a low kick. The typically stoic newcomer to Trauma grimaces in pain as she forces herself upright, then responds with a punch, punch, throat thrust combination. Steele steps back, hanging against the ropes when Coda hits a yakuza kick to knock her out to ringside! Immediately, the strong-style samurai hooks her elbow around the top rope and flips herself to ringside as well. The referee, Desiree, starts to count to ten.

With a piercing stare, the Korean-American approaches the smaller woman and tugs her to her feet by her blonde hair. Slamming her head hard into the apron, Steele grunts in pain right before she shoots an elbow to Coda’s gut. Again and again, she loosens Coda’s grip until she’s free. Once Diamond has room, she rushes her opponent. Coda swings a fist but Steele ducks, grabbing her into a float over that lands her feet over the barricade and into the crowd! With Coda horizontally hung across the barricade and fans slapping Steele’s back with excitement, Diamond lands the DDT that collapses the prizefighter in front of the crowd between the barricade and the onlookers! Steele climbs the barrier and stands atop it, raising her arms triumphantly while the crowd cheers!

Desiree calls out the number six, encouraging the two of them to get back in the ring. Coda slowly recovers, chopping the punk rocker down with a swipe of her forearm at her feet. The frontwoman drops to ringside while Coda climbs over the barricade. Without hesitation, the brunette scoops up the blonde’s dead weight over her shoulder and slowly walks towards the ring again. The official nears the count of eight when Coda rolls Steele into the ring under the bottom rope, then starts to climb in herself when her knee buckles. Steele runs at her and hits a baseball slide to her ACL strained knee that knocks them both out of the ring again, restarting the count! The two land ugly on the outside, earning an audible oof from the audience.

Once Steele recovers, Coda gasps as the submissionist tries for a kneebar. With Diamond’s back towards her, she cries out in desperation as she hammers her opponent with fists to the back. Then she crosses her ankles to try to stop Steele from locking in the fatal leglock, urgently reaching up to grab Steele around the neck for her arm triangle choke she calls Rhapsody. With her knee almost hyperextending, Coda taps but the submission doesn’t count outside the ring. Steele keeps it locked in, further pulling Coda’s knee joint beyond its normal range of motion until she’s forced to release the hold or suffer a double countout!

Steele climbs into the ring while her injured adversary limps towards the apron a few short moments later. Hopping into the ring on one foot, she sits and then rolls into the ring. When Steele smartly decides to immediately try to lock in the kneebar again, Coda reaches forward with an aching groan when Diamond’s back is towards her to catch Steele in Rhapsody (arm triangle choke)!! She’s not able to get the body scissors, but it’s not long ‘til Diamond Steele taps out in the middle of the ring with Coda’s leg still in her opponent’s grip.


Umi Toriyama: Kore ga anata no shōshadesu, teishutsu ni yotte, Cōda!!!!

Seth Ernst: Coda came into this match less than 100% and she still managed to come out with the win! She is a FIGHTER!!

Miranda Augustino: She is!! Yuka Hirata can’t keep ducking her forever!!

While Coda celebrates her victory, the camera immediately shifts backstage to show Yuka Hirata standing in the lounge area, watching the screen. As usual, since she’s not competing, she’s dressed comfortably in an SBS shirt and her Chrysanthemum Shield track pants. She shakes her head, rolls her eyes and starts to turn away which results in her almost bumping smack dab right into Dakota Winters. Yuka’s eyes go wide with anger as she bows up to the interviewer.

Yuka Hirata: Doko o aruite iru no ka mite mimasen ka?!

Dakota Winters: Whoa, chill out. I’m sorry, girl. Just wanted to ask a couple of questions and I got in your bubble.

Yuka relaxes her posture and sighs through her teeth. Finally, she holds up two fingers.

Yuka Hirata: I’ll give you two. That’s it.

Dakota nods, giving the camera a sneaky little “this girl’s a real bitch” look. She looks back to Yuka to find the woman just staring right at her with a death glare. Dakota puts up a hand in sorta semi-submission.

Dakota Winters: So, we see you’re observing the match that just went on, what did you think?

Yuka Hirata: What did I think?

Yuka folds her arms lazily at her waist and sways a bit, looking up at the ceiling with a thoughtful expression. She looks back to Dakota, and says…

Yuka Hirata: Wasn’t bad. Definitely wasn’t great. I could have used it for a bathroom break, honestly. Neither of those bitches are worth enough to lick my boots.

The crowd “oooh’s” as, on the titan tron out in the arena, hiragana subtitles appear for all to read. Coda, however, is also still out in the ring, watching the tron with a miffed expression on her face. She starts to look angrier and angrier as Dakota asks her next question.

Dakota Winters: So, what do you have to say to the speculations that you are, in fact, ducking out of a fight with Coda? That you are, perhaps, intimidated by her?

Yuka raises her eyebrows, turning to face Dakota more directly.

Yuka Hirata: Ducking? Intimidated? Let’s see, how about no aaaaaand no? I’m not ducking Coda. I’m not ducking anybody. I’m sure as fuck not intimidated by her. Why would I be? Because she walks around all quiet like a serial killer?

For a moment, Yuka drops her arms, stares off right ahead of her like she’s in a trance and proceeds to imitate Coda, walking around in a little circle. When she’s facing Dakota Winters again, she snaps out of her impersonation and goes right back to firing off on the microphone.

Yuka Hirata: I’m not scared of anybody. I’m not ducking anybody. I got bigger fish to fry and more important shit to handle. I asked for true competition last week. True, honest, tough competition. Not some special attraction who can barely walk, let alone barely beat “Diamond” Kate Steele. What the fuck makes her think she’s on my level? Spoiler: she isn’t! Now, if that’s all, I’d like to get something to eat.

Before Dakota can respond, Yuka abruptly turns and walks off, headed towards one of the catering tables. She can be heard offscreen asking someone “the fuck are you looking at?” Dakota shrugs at the camera as we cut back to the ring where Coda stands in the center, absolutely seething with anger. She’s so mad that she’s trembling. Her jaw is tight. She’s hissing through her teeth like she’s about to blow a gasket.

Seth Ernst: Oh, shit…

Miranda Augustino: Oh, pobrecita, calm down honey. Stay cool, Coda!

Seth Ernst: That might have been a little over the line even for Yuka Hirata.

The shot ends with Coda finally just climbing out of the ring and headed up the walkway, slowly towards the stage. The entire time, she stares ahead of her, eyes full of rage while the rest of her face looks like she’s trying to not explode as we fade to a commercial.

Nathanael Dixon vs Cherry Addams

If anybody expected any sort of proper sportsmanship in this match, they might know a bit about Nathaniel Dixon but they didn’t know much about Cherry Addams. Cherry wasn’t here to shake hands or hug it out with an opponent. She came to fight. Nathaniel offered out the gentleman’s handshake to the lady but the Walking Contradiction swung for the fences. Nathan ducked, both competitors spun around and lunged in for a lockup. Cherry went low, though and grabbed Dixon around the waist, snapping him off his feet for a Northern Nights Suplex with a bridge for a cover. Nathan kicked out and both of them popped up, turning to stare at each other. They circled up with the crowd getting really into it now and locked up again, trading holds and takedowns. Armdrags, DDTs, Snapmares, Suplexes. Cherry locked in a Kneebar but Nathan got to the ropes, forcing the break. He rolled out of the ring for a breather but Cherry wasn’t having it as she came out for a Baseball Slide dropkick but Dixon stepped aside. Cherry landed on her feet and ate a forearm right as she was vertical. This one almost knocked her horizontal as Nathan began displaying some of his more violent tendencies, viciously laying into Cherry with knees and elbows on the outside of the ring as the referee counted. Eventually, overzealousness may have been what cost him as he went for a strike and Cherry ducked, causing the Intellectual Evolution to drive his forearm into the ring post. Cherry capitalized and grabbed him for Rage (Muay Thai clinch, followed by rapid fire knees into his ribs) until she heard the referee count 18. She then threw Nathan back into the ring and rolled in after him. Nathan got to his feet just in time for Cherry to grab him and hit a Flatliner before rolling over to another cover.

Nathan got the shoulder up on that one and Cherry slapped the mat. She climbed up to the ropes for a Missile Dropkick but Nathan sidestepped it, causing Cherry to eat the mat, followed by the Jumping Knee Drop he delivered to add insult to injury. Nathan locked in an STO but Cherry powered her way up out of it, shoving him into the ropes but Nathan came back in and caught her with The London Eye (Front Flip DDT)! He stepped back, looking for Blood In The Darkness (Shining Wizard) but Cherry caught him into a popup powerbomb which Nathan managed to turn into a Triangle Chokehold. It looked like Cherry was about to tap but she got her feet set on the mat and powered Nathaniel up into the air. This loosened his grip and The Walking Contradiction shifted the man’s position down, setting up for The Circuit Breaker (Firemen’s Carry Codebreaker) but Nathaniel slipped free, landing behind her. Cherry spun around and Nathaniel clipped her with Uncharismatic (Mafia Kick). As she staggered, he hit the ropes and ran right in for Evolutionary Imperative (European Uppercut). He got all of it and Cherry spun around from the impact, allowing him to catch her into So Very Sinful (Pentagram Choke) as she started slumping to the mat. Cherry sat there, trying to break free, reaching for the ropes before she finally tapped on Nathaniel’s shin, reluctantly.


Umi Toriyama: Kore ga anata no shōshadesu, teishutsu ni yotte, Nasanieru Dikuson!

Miranda Augustino: Daaaaaaaamn! He got her with that one!

Seth Ernst: He did, but Cherry Addams definitely made him work for it!

As Cherry Addams left the ring, Nathaniel Dixon stood to get his arm raised; his other hand holding the back of his neck as he gave his opponent a nod of respect, despite his devious, wicked smile.

Seth Ernst: Well ladies and gentlemen, what a show we’ve had so far!

Miranda Augustino: And we’ve still got plenty left to go!

Suddenly the opening bass line to “I Will Not Break” by A Sound Of Thunder begins to play through the PA system and the camera pans around the Japanese fans as they cheer and applaud.

“Oh no, we can’t ask her! She’s a creep!”

“Who are they talking about?”

As the song kicks in, the camera cuts to the stage where we see the United States Champion, “Unbreakable” Stacy Jones standing there with a smile on her face. She’s dressed in a pair of black leather boots, a pair of skin tight black leather pants, a black Nightwish Endless Forms Most Beautiful T-shirt and her custom black leather jacket with her championship strapped around her waist.

Seth Ernst: Well here comes our United States Champion, Miranda!

Miranda Augustino: Yes. And I know exactly why she’s out here and I’m not happy about it.

Placing her palms together, she respectfully bows to the fans in attendance and then begins to make her way down the ramp. Once she reaches the ring, she climbs up onto the apron and climbs through the ropes before calling for a microphone and she’s handed one as “I Will Not Break” fades out.

Stacy Jones: Kon'nichiwa Toyohira-ku, Sapporo soshite arigatōgozaimashita!

Jones bows again to the fans before she begins to pace the ring a little.

Stacy Jones: Now, if you will excuse me… I have quite a bit to say and I’ll be able to get through it a lot quicker if I speak in my native tongue as my Japanese isn’t all that great.

She nods before stroking her free hand through her hair.

Stacy Jones: I have been in this industry professionally for twelve years now. During that time… I’ve made friends… I’ve lost friends… made enemies… lost enemies. Some of those friends have turned into enemies and some enemies have even become friends. It’s the nature of this business, and is something you learn very quickly when you’re a part of it.

The Unbreakable One glances down to the mat and lightly shakes her head.

Stacy Jones: And yet, even to this day… twelve years into my career… it still surprises me when someone I consider a friend, someone who I have opened up to, shared some memorable experiences with… throws all of that away. And for what? Respect? Recognition? Success? Things that they already had already and yet… they couldn’t see it.

The United States Champion now turns her attention to the stage, the expression on her face is one of anger.

Stacy Jones: Risa Jackson? You already know why I am out here. I didn’t do a damn thing to you. I never said anything about your decision to join House Crowley. I let you do what you felt was best for your career… and then in our Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament match? You disrespected me. But you didn’t just disrespect me, did you?! No! You also disrespected the name and the legacy of one of my best friends! One of my fucking sisters! Aerynn Maguire.

She paces a little more, the anger building.

Stacy Jones: And you can say all you want that you had no idea! Because the truth is?! You would have done it even if you did know, wouldn’t you?! Because this version of Risa Jackson?! You don’t give a damn about anyone but yourself!

The Unbreakable One shakes her head as she takes a few steps back, still keeping her eyes on the stage as she stretches out her free arm.

Stacy Jones: So how about you get your ass out here and we can settle this?! Face to face! Woman to woman!

There's silence for a few minutes, the crowd visibly anxious before "Involve All" hits the speakers. Risa Saito-Jackson walks out onto the stage, dressed in torn jeans, a tight black House Crowley T-shirt, black combat boots, and a calf length black trench coat.

Risa Saito-Jackson: Really, Stacy? We're doing this?

She smirks, pacing the stage. She ignores the boos of the crowd, staying at the top of the ramp.

Risa Saito-Jackson: Last I checked? You don't book jack shit around here champ. But I'll tell you what. You get the boss to book it?

The Asian gives a smile that turns into a sneer.

Risa Saito-Jackson: And I'll take that pretty belt from around your waist.

Jones is quick to unstrap her championship as she holds it up.

Stacy Jones: If putting my championship on the line is the only way I’m gonna get you in the middle of this ring? Then so be it! I’ll get the match booked!

The Unbreakable One places the championship over her shoulder now as the expression on her face changes to one of sadness.

Stacy Jones: But I have one question for you, Risa? Why? Why have you become this… this person?!

Saito-Jackson raises the microphone to her lips but the United States Champion cuts her off.

Stacy Jones: And don’t give me that bull shit that Crowley was the only fucking person who believed in you! Because we both know that’s not true! You had plenty of people who believed in you! Who loved you! Who considered you their hero! People like my daughter…

Now it's Risa's turn to retort, cutting the champion off.

Risa Saito-Jackson: NO! You all believed in SUPER TIGER. NOT. ME.

Risa walks down the ramp, walking up the stairs to climb between the ropes. She stares at Stacy as she paces the ring.

Risa Saito-Jackson: Don't lie to me. Don't lie to yourself. Nobody...NOBODY believed in Risa Saito. They only cared about the ignorant, overly optimistic, fucking cartoon character I used to be.

She spreads her arms, staring daggers into the US Champion.

Risa Saito-Jackson: Got your fucking attention, didn't I?

Jones looks down to the mat again briefly before then looking back up into her former friend’s eyes as she takes a few steps towards her and then shakes her head.

Stacy Jones: I believed in the heart of a warrior… WE believed in the heart of a warrior! The Super Tiger name may have been on the marquee… it may have been the name that was announced every time you walked down that ramp… but a name means nothing unless you have the heart!

Jones jabs herself in the chest when she says that final word.

Stacy Jones: Now though? All I see? All I see is a sad little girl who is blaming all of her transgressions on everyone else except the one person who is to blame. Yourself.

Risa laughs, shaking her head.

Risa Saito-Jackson: Myself? How about all the times every single one of you thought it would be better to lie to me, telling me everything would be okay. Never, ever telling me the truth. Only telling me what you thought I needed to hear.

She steps up to the champ, looking up at her. Despite the height difference, the SuperNova shows absolutely no fear.

Risa Saito-Jackson: This? Me? THIS is what I had to do to get you all to finally wake. The. Fuck. Up.

Jones nods, gritting her teeth a little.

Stacy Jones: So this is you? The real you? Alright then… in that case, I’ll look forward to kicking your disrespectful ass all over the Tokyo Dome because you and I?! We’re going to fucking war!

The US Champion doesn’t take her eyes off of the woman in front of her.

Stacy Jones: But let me leave you with this. Let’s see just how you feel when your precious Lord drops your ass once he has no need for you anymore and you have nothing left! And don’t even try and say to me that he won’t… after all… he tossed his so-called beloved to the fucking wolves. So if he’s willing to do that? What makes you think he’ll keep you around?

Jones then drops the microphone as “I Will Not Break” blasts out of the PA system and she walks past the SuperNova who watches her leave, with an angry yet questioning look on her face.

Seth Ernst: Quite the altercation there between these two combatants, Miranda.

Miranda Augustino: How dare Stacy insinuate that Papi would betray Risa!

Seth Ernst: Well, he did betray Kate like Stacy said.

Miranda Augustino: That was different! It’s… it’s complicated!

Jones makes her way up the ramp while Saito-Jackson stares at her from inside the ring.

Seth Ernst: Well regardless of that, it appears our United States Champion has her eyes set on defending her championship at WrestleWar against Risa!

Miranda Augustino: And WHEN Risa defeats that paper champion? Nobody will ever doubt the SuperNova ever again!

Without so much as looking back at her former friend, The Unbreakable One then disappears to the back as we cut elsewhere.

Caedes vs The Drama Club

Corvin starts out with Jefferson. As they approach, Corvin turns into a sudden spinning backfist. Jefferson goes down like he’s been shot. Corvin drops a leg and covers.

Jefferson barely kicks out.

Corvin drags Jefferson up and brings him back to the corner where he makes a tag to Byrne. Corvin ends Jefferson into an Irish whip and hits the Darkness Elevated pop-up powerbomb off the rebound. Byrne then comes off the top with the Insanity Elbow. She holds for the cover.

Frederick Williams, Esquire makes the save.

Byrne jumps up and starts to let fly with her Total Insanity sequence that sends Williams crashing to the mat. She turns and tags Corvin back in and they hit Better Than You on Jefferson. Corvin covers.

Williams breaks it up again.

Corvin drags Williams to the ropes and then hits the Glorifier. He goes back and makes the tag to Bytne and she runs in and hits Williams with Visions of Insanity. Williams hits hard and she kicks him from the ring to the floor. Corvin drags Jefferson up and slaps him hard. Byrne comes over and they hit the Feast of Crows (Powerbomb from Corvin, comboed with a Shiranui from Byrne). Corvin backs off to let Byrne cover.


Umi Toriyama: Kore ga anata no shōshadesu. Danieru Koruvu~in to Rou~ena Bān... Caedesu!!

Seth Ernst: That’s what I call a hot debut, Mir! What do you think?!

Miranda Augustino: I like it! Then again, two second generation wrestlers from a family dynasty, what’s not to like?! Natural born talent and one hell of a representation!

As Daniel and Rowena celebrated in the ring, Charlie Grace joined her clients in the ring, motioning to them both for the crowd to bask in their glory.

The halls of the Hokkai Kitayell are abuzz with workers, several in costume as they enjoy the pre-Halloween Trauma. One costume that stands out a bit thanks to the spiked bright blonde hair, is that of Minoru Tanahashi. The legendary Super Saiyan heads towards the interview area, his costume clearly serving a double purpose as he’s got long blue tights, white and gold wrestling boots, and white wrist cuffs. The white and gold chest armor completes the look as he rounds the corner to the interview area and just stops as he sees Kensaku Rodell standing there with his purple wig and a Japanese schoolgirl outfit, minus the shoes, which have been replaced with black Chuck Taylors.

Minoru Tanahashi: Are you fucking kidding me?

Rodeezy turns around and looks at Minoru with an exaggerated shocked anime face.

Minoru Tanahashi: What did I say if you showed up like this?

Kensaku Rodell: It’s just a halloween costume.

Minoru Tanahashi: Not when you’ve been wearing it all the damn time. Just...

Minoru doesn’t even continue, he just grabs the camera lens and starts walking away from Rodeezy. Minoru just shakes his head as he walks around until he sees Trauma’s newest interview Dakota Winters in full-on Bride of Frankenstein cosplay mode.

Minoru Tanahashi: Here we go, an interviewer who isn’t an annoying embarrassment to my country, and who actually dressed up for this shindig. Congratulations, you get to do my interview now.

Dakota Winters: What?

Dakota Winters isn’t quite sure what’s going on as Minoru has the cameraman center and focus.

Minoru Tanahashi: I was set for an interview, but they sent that idiot Rodell and

Dakota Winters: He said something about banging your sister? Did he make fun of your hair? He’s still wearing that stupid wig and schoolgirl outfit trying to blend in?

Minoru Tanahashi: That last one. If he would have said something about my sister, there would be blood on my hands and, wait is there something wrong with my hair?

Tanahashi looks into the camera lens, using it as a mirror as he makes sure his hair is still high and spiky.

Dakota Winters: I was on my way to catering so can this be quick.

Minoru Tanahashi: Sure thing, just a couple of questions, I’ll get Steve rolling.

Camerman Steve: We’ve been rolling the entire time.

Minoru stops, takes a deep breath, and just smiles as he nods to Dakota Winters.

Dakota Winters: Alright NFW wrestling, I have Minoru Tanahashi just a few minutes before his match with La Silencia. This is your first singles match since a very disappointing showing in the Vlad Blackheart Memorial tournament. This has gotta be a must win match for you. If you lose tonight, might as well say goodbye to any hope of doing anything of real note during this tour.

Minoru seems completely shocked as he rapidly blinks and takes a step back.

Minoru Tanahashi: Uhm… wow. This is a big match and I am of course looking to win tonight. You’re not wrong to say that I was disappointing in the tournament. I don’t think a loss tonight ruins my chances of doing anything big during this tour, but I don’t plan on finding out. La Silencia has been asking for this match for a long while now. She has this loco notion that I ran from her months back, but when the docs say you can’t wrestle, you can’t wrestle. La Silencia is tough, I would never doubt or disparage on that front. She’s skilled, she’s smart and she’s speedy. She’s a foot shorter, over one hundred pounds lighter, and absolutely outmatched when it comes to experience.

Dakota Winters: She does have a win over your sister and in that match she damaged Mayumi’s hand quite a bit.

Minoru doesn’t wait for me, he just holds up his hand.

Minoru Tanahashi: You’re right, she does have a win over Mayumi and she did attack Mayumi’s hand. Mayumi is also closer to her size and experience level, plus I watched that match over and over to look for any weaknesses and tells about when she might look to damage my hand. La Silencia is going to learn the hard way that when you poke a lion, they fucking bite. I’m going out there, kicking some ass, winning this match and then I’ll cheer on Utopian Sky, and then it’s time for a proper birthday party. La Silencia is not ruining this night. This is my first NFW match in Japan, my home, my island. Tonight I start paving my road to WrestlerWar.

Minoru nods and starts to walk off, but stops and puts a piece of paper with #MFP in front of the camera as we fade out.

Minoru Tanahashi vs La Silencia

Tanahashi steps out to meet La Silencia in the middle of the ring. Tanahashi gos for a big lariat and Silencia jumps up, hooking the arm and looking for a crucifix, albeit one nt exactly clean. Silencia gets him to fall over from the lean and slips through into a one arm cover.

Tanahashi kicks out.

Silencia tries to start beating Tanahashi down, resorting to street fighting tactics instead of any actual real wrestling. Tanahashi tries to roll away but Silencia is able to match him on each movement and continues to hammer away with her fists. Tanahashi tolls her into a cradle.

Silencia kicks out.

As the two rise to their feet, Tanahashi comes through with the Kabukicho Nights. La Silencia is taken almost out of her shoes. Tanahashi covers.

Silencia kicks out.

She reverses the cover into a roll-up.

Tanahashi kicks out.

Tanahashi gets her in a La Magistral cradle.

Silencia kicks out.

Silencia jumps on top of Tanahashi and starts beating him senseless again. She dares blood and continues to hammer away. Tanahashi pushes her off and staggers away, trying to get the blood out of his eyes. Silencia jumps up into a headbutt that knocks Tanahashi down and she covers.

Tanahashi manages to get a shoulder up.

La Silencia mounts him and starts to wail on him. Tanahashi throws his feet up and rolls her over into a cover.

Silencia kicks out.

The two get up and Silencia catches Tanahashi for the Corona de Hormigón. She hooks leg for the cover.

Tanahashi kicks out.

Silencia gets up and goes to the corner. She jumps off looking for a flying clothesline but Tanahashi rolls out of the way. Silencia lands on her feet and walks into Akihabara Dreams. Tanahashi pulls her to her feet and hits the Black Lion Bomb.


Umi Toriyama: Tanahashi Minoru-san, pinfōru de shōshadesu!

Seth Ernst: And Hokkaido is on their feet for Minoru Tanahashi!! A great victory over La Silencia!

Miranda Augustino: Not bad at all!

We cut backstage to find Captain Cosmo and he’s dressed as… Santa Claus? He’s carrying a large sack over his shoulder as he makes his way through the arena handing out gifts to various wrestlers and other staff members at the Hokkai Kitayell.

Captain Cosmo: Ah yes! Ho! Ho! Ho! It’s Captain Santa Cosmo here! And he is here to spread the happiness and joy of Halloween to all of you humans of the Wrestling of the New Frontier!

Just then, Dakota Winters arrives on the scene in her Bride of Frankenstein Halloween costume with a microphone in hand and a confused expression on her face.

Dakota Winters: Uhm… excuse me… Captain Cosmo?

Captain Cosmo: Hello, friend Dakota! Please excuse Captain Santa Cosmo for one moment!

Cosmo reaches into the sack and removes a wrapped up gift and passes it to the interviewer.

Captain Cosmo: Your gift from Captain Santa Cosmo!

Winters graciously accepts it, despite still being confused.

Dakota Winters: I uhh… thank you. But I have to ask… why are you dressed as Santa Claus and giving out gifts?

Captain Cosmo: Because it is Halloween of course! The season of goodwill to all humans! A period where you humans embrace your families and loved ones and exchange gifts with one another and sing Halloween carols!

Dakota Winters: I hate to break it to you, Cap… but you’re describing Christmas… not Halloween.

There is a pause as Captain Cosmo looks back and forth before dropping the sack and throwing up his arms in frustration.

Captain Cosmo: Gah! This always happens when Captain Cosmo’s friend Jeff isn’t around! Look at Captain Cosmo?! He looks ridiculous!

Dakota Winters: Do you want the gift back?

Cosmo shakes his head.

Captain Cosmo: Do not be silly, friend Dakota! That is a gift from Captain Cosmo to you! He hopes you like it! Now! Captain Cosmo needs to find somewhere he can change!

Cosmo begins to walk away when he suddenly stops in his tracks, his eyes go wide and he points to something or someone off screen. The camera then pans out to find him staring at someone who looks exactly like him who is also wide eyed and pointing back! Cosmo then turns back to the interviewer.

Captain Cosmo: Who is this?!

Impostor Captain Cosmo: Who is this?!

Cosmo turns back to the impostor.

Captain Cosmo: Who are you?!

Impostor Captain Cosmo: Who are you?!

Captain Cosmo: Why do you look like Captain Cosmo?!

Impostor Captain Cosmo: Why do you look like Captain Cosmo?!

Winters then steps between the two of them.

Dakota Winters: What the Hell is going on here?!

Cosmo shrugs, as does the impostor.

Captain Cosmo: Captain Cosmo has no idea, friend Dakota!

Impostor Captain Cosmo: Captain Cosmo has no idea, friend Dakota!

The interviewer shakes her head.

Dakota Winters: Can we please cut back to ringside or something?

Winters then takes her leave as the stand off between Cosmo and the impostor continues as we cut elsewhere.

Marco Valintine vs. FM Young

The bell sounds and the two touch fists in a quick show of respect before backing away and circling the ring. FM and Marco finally lock up and almost immediately, FM goes into a waistlock as Marco fights and reverses it into a waist lock of his own. FM is quick to reverse out of it into a side headlock and takes a foot to the back of Marco’s knee, taking down to one knee in the process. FM wrenches on the head and neck of Marco as he struggles and eventually makes it up to his feet. He backs into the ropes and shoots FM off of him. FM rebounds off the ropes and delivers a spinning heel kick that drops FM to the mat. Marco quickly goes for a cover, but FM gets a shoulder up before Yumi can even count one. Marco picks FM up and sends her into the corner. Marco charges in and delivers a running knee strike that lands right under the jaw of FM who falls into the corner. Marco backs up, pointing at the Undisputed Champion and charges in, delivering a bronco buster and then pulling her out of the corner and hooking the leg for another pin, but only getting a count of two. Marco grabs FM and once again pulls her up to her feet. He grabs FM and delivers a snap dragon suplex on FM who rolls out of the ring. Yumi rolls out to check on FM, but once she’s certain the champion is okay, Once FM reaches her feet, Marco hits the ropes and comes flying over the top rope with a Fosbury Flop right onto the Undisputed Champion. Marco grabs FM and rolls her into the ring and climbs to the top rope. Marco looks to deliver a frog splash, but FM is able to get the knees up and drive them into the midsection of Marco.

FM rolls to the ropes and uses them to get to her feet. Marco is up soon after and FM charges in and delivers a spear to Marco. She then picks Marco up and delivers a series of elbow smashes to the side of the head of Marco before taking him and delivering a tiger suplex. FM goes for a cover, but Marco rolls the shoulder up at two. FM picks Marco up and goes to send him into the ropes. Marco reverses and as FM rebounds, she leaps and delivers a crossbody to Marco. She kips up to her feet and waits for Marco to make it to his feet. Marco gets up and ducks an attempt at Man-Machine Interface and grabs FM to go for a German suplex, but FM is able to land on her feet. Marco turns around and FM picks him up and immediately delivers Heart of the Phoenix and hooks the leg of Marco and gets the three count.


Umi Toriyama: Kore ga anata no shōshadesu. Pinfōru de, daremoga shitatameru chanpion, FM Yangu!

Seth Ernst: Well the Undisputed Champion and Mr. NsFW certainly put on a spectacle, tonight!!

Miranda Augustino: You said that right, Seth! They went all out, for sure!! Kudos to them!!

The scene captures Hayley Halsey walking down the hallway with her intern Bianca in tow. She is fuming pissed as she quickly notices that the camera is right near her face.

Hayley Halsey: Is that thing on? GOOD! I’ve got something to say! Last week, you all saw it as CLEAR AS DAY that in my debut match on Trauma, GRIFFIN HAWKINS SCREWED ME! He slow counted me every chance that he got all because he wanted to fulfill his fantasy of FUCKING ME! He knows it, you people know it, Bianca knows it, the whole world knows it...

Bianca is seen having a facepalm moment in the background.

Hayley Halsey: So I took it out on Bianca. Big whoop. She’s a big girl. She can take it. However, I am NOT done with exacting my revenge. I AM about to take out the person that IS RESPONSIBLE FOR ALL THIS and that is YOU, GRIFFIN HAWKINS! I WILL FIND YOU AND I WILL FUCK YOU UP! I will make sure that you do NOT screw me over again because by the time I find you, you will NEVER have a career again! You do NOT get to make me a CONSPIRACY VICTIM and get away with it. Bianca, that guitar please…

Bianca is holding an electric guitar in her hand. However, she appears to be quite hesitant.

Hayley Halsey: I said GIVE ME THE FUCKING GUITAR!

Bianca doesn’t say anything as she reluctantly gives Hayley the guitar.

Hayley Halsey: Be VERY QUIET! I am HUNTING GRIFFIN!

Bianca sighs as she reluctantly follows her down the hall and into the copy room. Hayley has a smirk on her face when she sees a long haired man standing at the counter. Hayley becomes angry as she stealthily approaches the man with the guitar in her hand. He turns around…

Hayley Halsey: DIE GRIFFIN!!!!

SMASH! It’s a direct shot right over the head. However… this was not Griffin Hawkins at all. It appears to be an NFW office intern.

Hayley Halsey: Um… well… it LOOKED like him from behind… wait, what is this?

Hayley spots copies of “Hayley Halsey Bingo” shooting out of a copy printer.

Hayley Halsey: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?!?!?! BASEBALL BAT BIANCA! NOW!!!!

Bianca reluctantly hands her a baseball bat and Hayley takes the baseball bat and completely destroys the copy printer. Hayley sees a stack of about 25 BINGO cards and she takes a look at one of them. This just makes her even angrier.

Hayley Halsey: FREE?!?!?! LIKE ME EVERY NIGHT?!?!?!?! WHAT THE FUCK!!!! YOU KNOW WHAT FAtE THESE FUCKERS DESERVE? YOU KNOW WHAT NEEDS TO HAPPEN? THESE FUCKERS NEED TO BE SET ON FIRE!!!!!! THIS COMPANY DOES NOT GET TO PROFIT OFF OF SOME OLD BITCH THAT DOESN’T EVEN WORK HERE MAKING FUN OF ME OUT OF PURE JEALOUSY!!!!!! I REFUSE TO BE DISRESPECTED AND TREATED LIKE A FUCKING JOKE!!!! It’s time to set this garbage ON FIRE!!!!

Bianca looks extremely embarrassed to be there as she watches Hayley take out a lighter. She ignites the lighter then walks over to a garbage can and lights ALL of the Bingo Cards on fire before dropping them in a trash can. Much to Hayley’s embarrassment however, the entire garbage can bursts into flames and triggers the sprinklers overhead to suddenly splash water all over both Hayley and Bianca from above. This obviously puts out the garbage can fire, but this leaves Hayley and Bianca completely drenched with water. Bianca is about to say something, but Hayley cuts her off.

Hayley Halsey: Don’t you DARE say anything Bianca. GRIFFIN HAWKINS!!!! You will PAY for the way you SCREWED ME OVER! I would’ve WON last week if NFW didn’t pull a CONSPIRACY on me and place YOU in the ring as the referee for NO REASON other than to FUCK ME! You wanted to get on top of me to FUCK ME HARD!

Bianca bursts out laughing.

Hayley Halsey: What? What’s so funny? Anyway…. GRIFFIN HAWKINS… if you were a real man, you wouldn’t take liberties of fucking me last week! Because the whole world knows that I would never bend over backwards for someone like you and because I wouldn’t bend over, you SCREWED ME!

Bianca laughs even harder.

Hayley Halsey: SHUT UP BIANCA! Griffin…. Revenge is coming! I WILL have it! And I am going to FUCK YOU BACK SO HARD that when I do, I will not only take your title, but I will FUCK YOU SO HARD that you will NEVER WALK AGAIN! BIANCA STOP LAUGHING OR I WILL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!

Bianca suddenly stops laughing.

Hayley Halsey: Griffin, you don’t get to embarrass me and get away with it. The Great Griffin Screwjob will not stand! I WILL have you all to myself and when I am done with you, you are going to be whipped and dominated like never before when I end up ALL OVER YOU and ON TOP OF YOU in the end! YOU’VE BEEN WARNED!

A drenched Hayley leaves the copy room and Bianca collapses to her knees letting out the laughter that she had held back for so long.

Hayley Halsey: BIANCA!!!!!

Bianca turns to the camera, lips “she’s crazy” to the audience, and leaves, doing all she can to hold back her laughter as the scene ends.

Utopian Sky vs All Eyez On Us

Mayumi and Isis seem a little out of sync with their costumes as Isis has an absolutely amazing Storm look while Mayumi is dressed up as a sexy cowgirl. She waves her hat in the air and looks at the crowd as she yells YEE-HAW! Right as JTM hits her with a dropkick in the back. Chance Williams catches Isis with a rocket kick, and the AEOUs duo catches her with a double hip toss, stereo back handspring, and a big double dropkick. Isis rolls to the outside as AEOUs high five and turns around into a springboard crossbody from Mayumi. The Sky child pops up, hits the ropes, and comes back with a shotgun dropkick that takes both JTM and Chance down. Mayumi hits the ropes again and when Chance is the first one up, she catches him with a headscissors that sends him to the outside. Mayumi catches JTM with a Japanese arm drag, then a big rope-assisted tornado DDT before she takes Chance out on the floor with a tope suicida. Mayumi hops onto the apron, jumps up, and delivers the Sukaihōkī to JTM, wiping him out.

The view shifts to the locker room, with an acoustic cover of Avenged Sevenfold's "This Means War" filling the air. The camera pans down to the Resident Rockhouse, Faye Brown, plucking around on her Squier Bullet Mustang which she'd brought from home. She spots the camera, but doesn't leave her spot.

Faye Brown: "I love me some Brea's World. It's entertaining, even if I didn't really care for Wayne's World. Maybe it's just the change in subject matter or the fact that there's a chance week in and week out that I might get a mention, but I just... I dig it. But that's not why I've wanted to face you for a while, Brea. Even though I never really said anything because I've had my own crap going on, but if I got to pick my opponents every week? I'd be on Trauma every week even if I were injured, but I guarantee you'd have been one before now. Because well... you're a toughie, like I said on Twitter."

Brown nods her head and bounces her eyebrows once before continuing.

Faye Brown: "But then again, I notice that tends to be the case for all the music buffs I've come across. In the New Frontier alone, you've got the Perseverance Champion Griffin Hawkins... you know, the guy you hate so much for being a more prominent you... you've got you, Brea Lombardi... and you've got me, who's honestly probably the toughest one of the bunch. We all three have that in common. To be in Slaughterhouse, you gotta be tough. To hold a title like the Perseverance Title, you gotta be tough. And well... to live a quarter of you life on the streets and fight just to survive, it kinda goes without saying."

Faye gets up off the couch and points to the camera a bit before asking...

Faye Brown: "By that logic, the War Ensemble match sounds right up our wheelhouse, doesn't it? I know it's right up mine, I've been salivating at the concept since the GM brought it up. You gotta be tough to be a part of that, let alone to captain one of the teams in it. Maybe it's because ever since my shoulder got fixed, I've been wanting a fight, or maybe it's just a matter of wanting to prove myself all over again... I want that kind of match. I want that kind of big fight. I want a riot."

The Scrap-Iron Scarecrow's smirk grows a bit into a full smile.

Faye Brown: "Sooo, let's run back the steps thing me and Logan did when we first got here. Step one? Beat you and secure captainship. Step two? Recruit, recruit, recruit. Step three? Go to war and win, like Logan's been talking. And step four? Fight the US Champion and win, because god-fucking-damn do I want my first title bad. But I can't do that without a team..."

Logan Bailey: "CALL THE TEAM THE ROUNDABOUTS!"

Faye, without breaking her look at the camera, sighs at Logan's suggestion. Bailey walks into view, stage left.

Faye Brown: "...no. I don't think I can even name the team, it's probably just gonna be Team Faye."

Logan Bailey: "Well, that's boring. Call them the Roundabouts."

Faye Brown: "I'M NOT CALLING THEM THE FUCKIN' ROUNDABOUTS!"

Logan Bailey: "WELL YOU SHOULD!"

Faye Brown: "GET OUTTA HERE!"

With a toothy grin, Logan nods before leaving the frame. This leaves Faye to sigh and look to the camera.

Faye Brown: "Well, now I've lost my train of thought. I'm gonna go wrestle the main event now, I'll see you out there, Brea."

And Faye walks off, shaking her head. Logan follows closely behind before looking to the camera.

Logan Bailey: "Wakey wakey, main event takey."

Main Event/Singles Match

Winner will Captain a team for the War Ensemble

Faye Brown vs Brea Lombardi

Fae and Brea stand in their corners as the bell sounds. The two of them don’t waste any time as they charge right at one another and begin exchanging forearms right in the middle of the ring. Faye begins to get the better of the exchange as she starts to force Brea back into the corner. Faye hops up onto the second turnbuckle and crowd counts along as Faye delivers ten punches to the head of Brea. Faye hops down and turns her back as Brea charges out of the corner and delivers a clothesline to the back of the head and neck of Faye that drops her down to her knees. Brea hits the ropes and delivers a short headscissors that drives Faye’s head right into the mat. Brea grabs Faye and brings her to her feet before she delivers straight jacket neckbreaker and going for a cover, but Faye manages to kick out at two. Brea picks Faye up and sends her into the ropes. Faye rebounds off the ropes and ducks a clothesline attempt by Brea. Faye hits the ropes again and leaps, taking Brea down with a crossbody. Faye climbs to the top rope and delivers an elbow drop.

Faye grabs Brea and looks to deliver Riot Maker, but Brea breaks the grip on her wrist and delivers a superkick that staggers Faye, but doesn’t take her down. Brea delivers a second and this time, Faye drops to the mat. Logan urges Faye to roll out of the ring to catch a breather, but as she begins to roll to the outside, Brea grabs her by the wrist and brings her to her feet. She brings Faye in and then twirls her out before delivering a ripcord jumping knee strike. The impact drops Faye to the mat and Brea goes for a cover, but Faye is able to get a hand on the bottom rope at two. Brea looks a little frustrated as she looks right at Yumi who assures Brea it was two. Brea sighs and climbs to the top rope. She leaps off the top ropes and looks to deliver Mosh-Room Stomp, but Faye rolls out of the way and Brea rolls through the move, but as she turns around, Faye is right there to deliver a headbutt. Brea staggers back and Faye grabs Brea by the wrist and delivers an arm wrench pele kick. She doesn’t stop there though as she picks Break up again and delivers Riot Maker to Brea and hooks the leg and gets the three count.


Umi Toriyama: Kore ga anata no shōshadesu, pinfōru de, Fei Buraun!

Seth Ernst: Faye Brown is going to Wrestle War as a Team Captain for War Ensemble!!

Miranda Augustino: They both put the work in but after some heated social media back and forth, the Scrap-Iron Scarecrow’s the one who comes out on top!

Seth Ernst: What a great show we had tonight, ladies and gentlemen!! We’ll see you next wee---

Seth Ernst is cut off as the arena lights go out. They rise again after a few moments and the entire entrance stage is packed with black-robed and hooded figures all wearing metallic featureless masks. The cameras cut back to Seth and Miranda who appear to be speaking but no sound is coming from their headsets. Both looked shocked at the entrance as “Glory and Gore” by Lorde started to fill the arena.

The video screen comes to life with a bright white light. Slowly a shadowy figure starts to take shape. They are walking towards the camera, their form solidifying, showing that they are walking with a cane. As they get closer the voice of Michael Rivers takes the place of the music.

Michael Rivers: There are two things that humanity cannot kill. An idea and a God. If the idea comes from a God? Then, well, it’s practically immortal.

The figure starts to shrink and solidify even more.

Michael Rivers: I knew that once my body was broken I would no longer be a suitable vessel. But he lives on. He has found himself a new vessel. One more suited to his current needs. A new chapter in an ageless story.

As Rivers spoke, five white cloaked and hooded figures made their way through the black-clad ones. They all had identical featureless white masks. They all stood in a line and the outside two removed the masks. Doing so revealed them to be Supernova and The Demon of Temptation Asmodeus. The two next to them then removed their masks to reveal Tia Santos and a small Asian woman. Those who recognized her knew her as Sariel.

All that was left was one lone white figure still wearing a mask. As they reach up towards it the entire group of people on the stage, those in black and those in white, all kneel facing the last figure. The last mask is pulled down to reveal none other than Anton Crowley. He has a sinister grin on his lips.

Anton Crowley: Long Live Lord Lucifer.

“Glory and Gore” starts up again as Anton, now Lord Lucifer, stares into the camera. The scene fades to black.