NFW Collision #115! 11/30/2021!

Ryleigh Ruin vs. Marilyn Matthews

The two women lock-up and Ryleigh goes to score a takedown on Marilyn. Marilyn tries to stuff it and Ryleigh jumps up into a cross armbreaker. Marilyn goes to the ropes and Ryleigh rolls off the hold. The two get to their feet and Ryleigh scores a double leg, mounting for palm strikes. Marilyn goes for an inside cradle.

Ryleigh reverses.

Marilyn kicks out.

Ryleigh tries for another double leg and gets caught for a guillotine. Rylight starts to try and stand back up and Marilyn changes her grip to try for a ddt. Ryleigh reverses into a bridging northern lights suplex.

Marilyn kicks out.

Marilyn catches Ryleigh for a rolling cradle.

Ryleigh kicks out.

Marilyn ducks a clothesline and turns into Nerf This! Ryleigh is staggered and Marilyn goes to set up for a tiger suplex.

Crowd: “Execute Order 66!”

Marilyn hits Order 66 and covers.

Ryleigh barely kicks out.

The two get to their feet and Ryleigh gets a kick to the gut before hooking Marilyn for Gyrate For Me? They hit and Ryleigh covers.

Marilyn gets a shoulder up.

Marilyn starts up on the ropes and Ryleigh gets her in an O’Connor roll.

Marilyn reverses.

Ryleigh kicks out.

Marilyn gets up and catches Ryleigh for “Got Em” (RKO)! She goes to the top and comes off with the Sonic Screwdriver and covers.



Yuusuke Takeda: Kore ga anata no shōshadesu, pinfōru de, Maririn Mashūzu!

Nick Hanson: Big win for Marilyn Matthews heading into Wrestle War, Jim!

Jim Reynolds: Yeah, and she just beat the biggest name in Team TRIOCS! What makes Rayola Davine think she stands a chance against the Deranged Digital Duchess?!

Backstage, the members of Arsenal are all in a single room, the door closed to keep all the sound out of the room. Ashly Kenyon leans back in her chair while Bethany Kenyon, Jeszika Gautier and Nikki Peltier all look across the room at her.

Jeszika Gautier: The fuck were you thinking?

Ashley shrugs.

Ashley Kenyon: What did it look like?

Jeszika waves a hand and Bethany shakes her head.

Bethany Kenyon: You don’t want us to answer that, do you?

Ashley shrugs, rolling her eyes.

Ashley Kenyon: I was gonna make the bitch pay…

Jeszika nods knowingly.

Jeszika Gautier: And how did that go?

Ashley looks Jeszika dead in the eyes.

Ashley Kenyon: What do you want me to say, Jezzy? Halfwit fuckin’ invoked some shit nobody invokes! If she’d talked about your family like that…

Ashley sits forward to glare even harsher.

Ashley Kenyon: And I mean the family you actually give a shit about, not the fuckers who threw you aside for being gay. If she’d invoked Kristian or Carrie or Little Missy, tell me she wouldn’t be Dead Bitch Walkin’ to you…

Jeszika Gautier: This ain’t about…

Ashley jumps to her feet.

Ashley Kenyon: Tell me, Jezzy! Say it right now that if Hayley Halfwait invoked your family, you wouldn’t hunt her ass down with your sniper rifle and take her out where they’d never find the body!

Jeszika stares at Ashley for a second and then slowly nods.

Jeszika Gautier: Yeah, I probably would…

Ashley throws her arms out wide.

Ashley Kenyon: Then what the fuck are we even talkin’ about here?

Bethany looks up at her younger sister.

Bethany Kenyon: You know what we’re talkin’ about, Ash. This isn’t just about Hayley Halsey.

Nikki nods.

Nikki Peltier: We’re a team, Ash. We’re here as a unit. If you go off half-cocked and start sprayin’ bullets everywhere, it affects us too. If you get fined or suspended…

Jeszika nods.

Jeszika Gautier: Were you TRYIN’ to get suspended?

Ashley crosses her arms.

Ashley Kenyon: No, I wasn’t tryin’ to get suspended. I mean…

She shrugs.

Ashley Kenyon: If I do, I do… but…

Bethany shakes her head.

Bethany Kenyon: Do you really wanna get that rep?

Ashley Kenyon: Do I really look like somebody that gives a fuck about a rep?

Jeszika looks up at her.

Jeszika Gautier: What about the rest of us, Ash? Like Nik said, we’re a unit. What you do reflects on us too! I’m fightin’ Dona Rotten tonight, you really expect me to go toe to toe with her while I gotta be worryin’ about whether or not you’re gonna go get yourself suspended here the same way you did in Hybrid with that Dean Matthews stunt?

Bethany nods before Ashley can answer.

Bethany Kenyon: It wasn’t no stunt, we know, and that’s the problem. You can’t be goin’ full AK-47 every time somebody says somethin’ stupid!

Ashley starts to retort but catches herself and nods.

Ashley Kenyon: I know… I’m sorry…

Bethany nods in acknowledgement.

Bethany Kenyon: As it is, Nik says you’ve had like a dozen offers to pay any fine for you. That list of hers must be massive!

Ashley laughs.

Ashley Kenyon: It probably is since she even seems to manufacture insults out of things that ain’t got nothin’ to do with her.

Jeszika shakes her head.

Jeszika Gautier: Maybe she should try shuttin’ up?

She shrugs.

Jeszika Gautier: Just a thought?

Nikki snickers.

Nikki Peltier: I don’t think that’s happenin’ anytime soon. She likes to hear herself talk too much, even if it does tend to get herself in trouble every time and yeah…

She nods to Ashley.

Nikki Peltier: You do have people linin’ up to pay your fine.

Jeszika Gautier: The fanclub grows…

She exhales heavily.

Jeszika Gautier: So what do we think of the Dona Rotten thing tonight? Venom ain’t never met a fight she didn’t like!

Bethany nods in agreement.

Bethany Kenyon: Too true.

Ashley nods as well.

Ashley Kenyon: Best be on your toes, Jezzy.

Jeszika smiles.

Jeszika Gautier: Time to let fly!
We go backstage at Osaka-Jo Hall, and it is quite the sight as Josh Davidson is standing beside THE Beautification Movement, all clad in burgundy for the night with Cayla and Juliana opting for mirror image dresses, both cling tight, slit up the right leg for Juliana, left for Cayla. Grace Moretti was the picture of elegance, opting for a more flowing approach while TAURUS kept it simple, black pinstriped pants and a tight-fitting burgundy sweater, all clad in Issey Miyake apparel, giving a nod to one of Japan’s best and most fashionable brands.

Josh Davidson: Hello NFW fans, I am happy to say that this week I have THE entire Beautification Movement here with me. Would have been nice last week, but better late than-

Juliana snatches the mic away from Josh and shakes her head in disgusts as she rolls her eyes, just as she did last week. She sighs as she looks at Josh

Juliana Mendoza: Ugh! Really, Josh, you’re going to give us attitude after how unprofessional you were last week, and the horrible atrocities perpetrated upon myself and Cayla last week because that idiot Kai Morgan got involved. Not to mention the absolutely horrid week that TAURUS went through. The only saving grace of this entire WrestleWar Tour has been that we have added some incredible pieces to our vast wardrobes, and become brand ambassadors for many top-name, high-dollar clients throughout the Asian market. So Josh just stands there and hold the microphone. I would say look cute, but that ship sailed.

Josh Davidson: Look I should get to ask at least one question -

Now TAURUS grabs the mic, literally his hand envelopes the entire thing and he just grabs it like a normal person would grab a potato chip.

TAURUS: Oi, Billy No-Mates, it’s time for you to shut your gob. Important people are talking now.

TAURUS stares Josh down and there’s a quick nod of the head in acceptance before TAURUS hands the mic over to Miss Moretti.

Grace Moretti: "Thank you, Taurus. Yes, finally we're together once again as a unit, as we are the best as a unit. We were robbed of a proper opportunity for the tag titles, but, now we can focus on the trios titles and claim them as our own.

Juliana Mendoza: Exactly. Myself and Cayla have already been Trios champions before, and while our partner at that time is handling other important business for THE Beautification Movement, our new addition is an absolute force of nature. Here in NFW, the only way anyone has found to beat him is to handcuff or kick him low.

TAURUS: It’s utter rubbish that we’re not already the Trios Champions and complete bollocks that we still have yet to receive a fair title match after the atrocities perpetrated upon THE Beautification Movement, and especially me. We’ll fix all that though and we will show that THE Beautification Movement is the best trio in this entire company.

Cayla would softly rub Taurus' shoulders to comfort him a bit while she spoke.

Cayla Phoenix: "That's right, the three of us are going to take those titles soon. You're bound to be a champion soon, Taurus, and none of these idiotic, biased chumps are going to get in the way of it.

She said, doing some exaggerated massaging of his muscles, as Cayla was smiling internally while taking care of him.

Juliana Mendoza: You are absolutely right breastie. While we should be the number one contenders for the tag team titles, THE Beautification Movement is nothing if not resilient, even in the face of bias, prejudice, scorn, and ridicule from jealous little people who haven’t just accepted that THE Beautification Movement is THE most talented, THE most beautiful, and THE absolute best around, isn’t that right Miss Moretti?

Juliana smiled and gave the mic off to Grace Moretti while Josh Anderson was just standing there until TAURUS decided to shove him out of the way. He then pointed towards a spot on his shoulder as Cayla massaged his muscles.

Grace Moretti: "Absolutely, Juliana. But, they will learn, and we will make them learn. Their stubbornness will be their undoing, and the trios titles will be as good as ours. Your eyes were already glued to us, so keep watching.

Juliana Mendoza: You’re welcome.

All four members of THE Beautification Movement blow a kiss towards the camera, and all of them turn it into the one-finger salute before Miss Moretti turns and starts to sashay away, but Juliana makes sure the cameras stay on them as they make their exit.

Jeszika Gautier vs. Dona Rotten

The match starts with both Dona and Jeszika circling one another. Dona attempts a few quick strikes and kicks. Gautier dodges and avoids them relatively easily. Jeszika returns the attempted offence by trying to shoot in and get a hold of Rotten. She is able to avoid each attempt, grinning at Jeszika with each one. Jeszika Stops circles Dona and offers a hand up for a test of strength. Dona stops and looks at her curiously. She then shrugs and grabs Jeszika’s hand in hers. They lock up their other hands and start trying to best the other. It looks like Jeszika is about to get the upper hand when Dona kicks out and knocks one of Jeszika’s legs out from under her, sending her face-first down into the mat.

Dona is quick to capitalize and drops a quick knee into Jeszika’s shoulder. She drops a second and then a third into Jeszika’s shoulder. As Jeszika finally rolls over to avoid a fourth knee from Rotten. Dona takes a second to shake her leg and flexes her knee to get the minor sting out of it. She then pulls Gautier up to her feet before dropping her down again quickly with a short-arm lariat. She pulls Jeszika up again and whips her into the ropes. On her return, Jeszika leapfrogs over Dona and hits the opposite ropes. She rebounds off of them and nails Dona with a dropkick just as the latter turns around.

Jeszika keeps up the pressure and her advantage. Both women get back to their feet at the same time. They both stare at each other for a moment as Jeszika shakes out her arm, working some feeling back into her shoulder and arm. Dona lunges towards Jeszika but she sidesteps the attack and catches Dona in the lower back with a kick, followed up quickly with one to each of her upper legs. Jeszika steps up and wraps her good arm around Dona’s neck. She then whips them both backwards with a side Russian leg sweep. Jeszika is a bit slow to get up as Dona rolls onto her side grabbing at her neck and the back of her head. Jeszika shakes her arm out again still trying to get the sting to go away. She slowly moves over to Dona and starts to pull her up. But Dona was playing possum and unleashes a cloud of green Venomous Mist!

Jeszika stumbles back wiping the green liquid away from her eyes and off her face. As she does Dona climbs to her feet and pushes herself off the ropes and takes Jeszika down with a running lariat! She picks her up and quickly puts her back down onto the mat with a saito suplex. Dona then moves to the corner and climbs up to the top rope. She lines Jeszika up and takes to the air. She comes down with her Toxicosis diving head butt onto that already worked on shoulder of Jeszika! Dona pops back up and makes a signal that the match was over. She pulls Jeszika up and puts her in a half-nelson, with the injured shoulder the one stretched. Dona then, pops her hips and pulls Jeszika over her to land The Punk-plex! She rolls Jeszika over and drops down for the cover.



Yuusuke Takeda: Kore ga anata no shōshadesu, pinfōru de, Dona Rotten!

Nick Hanson: What a match! And welcome back to the Scream Queen!

Jim Reynolds: Not too shabby for someone who’s been at the unemployment center for almost six months!

Nick Hanson: Will you shut up#

Jim Reynolds: Who’s gonna make me?

Nick Hanson: She will if she hears you. She’s coming towards our side of the ring!

Jim Reynolds: Uh-oh…

As the bell rings to end the match, a look of disdain crosses Dona's face. She gets to a stand, and takes a moment to compose herself, before motioning for a mic.

Dona Rotten: Yo, Osaka. What's up?

The crowd cheers, prompting Dona to lower her mic, to give the fans a chance to be heard. After a pause, she raises her mic again.

Dona Rotten: Well, Wrestle War is coming up. And, yeah, I'm going to be there. That's the good news, this comes with some strings though. Because, management, in a show of dumb fuckery, have decided to put me against the manager...again. Hey, remember when Shaq played a Lakers girl in the NBA finals? No? Yeah, me neither, because it's fucking stupid.

Dona grits her teeth, her head slowly shaking back and forth. It was apparent, she wanted nothing to do with this.

Dona Rotten: But, if we have to do this sham, may as well make it watchable, yeah? Now, the manager, she asked why I came back, after saying I was gone. Huh, well, didn't she say she was fucking off when Tren came back? Hey, she can blow smoke up people's asses, then so can I. Now, I'm sure she has a lot to say, after all, her favorite exercise, seems to be flapping her fucking gums. So, come on with it then, get on down here, if you have the balls. Hell, I can turn my back for you, lord knows you like going after people who aren't looking.

Dona spits on the ground, and mockingly turns her back to the ramp, holding her hands up at her side, as if waiting for someone. All of a sudden, the lights go down with the opening sting from "VICTIM II" hitting. A few lighter drums hit as the drone reverberating from the opening sting continues before another, lesser sting brings the lights up to reveal Katelin Descarrilado standing right in front of Dona's face. There's a brief pause as the reverberance leaves the arena and as the Devil In The Details raises her own microphone.

Katelin Descarrilado: By all means... continue your diatribe. I... along with the rest of these people wanna hear what the anointed has to say.

Unflinching, Dona narrows her eyes and brings her own mic up.

Dona Rotten: Congratulations, look at that! The manager’s actually coming to face a threat head on!

Dona claps her hands which really just entails slapping the mic to cause an echoing thump-thump-thump-thump throughout the arena.

Dona Rotten: Thanks for showing you have a spine, so I know I can rip it out. I already laid out the basics but since you actually came out here to “grace” the people with your presence, let me reiterate.

She steps in closer, getting just about nose to nose with the Ice Queen.

Dona Rotten: You and me? We ain’t finished, it seems. Much as I couldn’t be bothered to deal with it again, dude in the back in the leather jacket feels like shit needs to come full circle so I’m not here asking you, I’m just here to play messenger. You and I got some business to take care of and we--

She stops, shakes her head and jabs a finger in Katelin’s shoulder.

Dona Rotten: --you’ve got THREE WEEKS to prepare! I say you...because I’m already ready for what’s coming.

Unmoving, Katelin simply breathes in a bit before raising her stick.

Katelin Descarrilado: Forgive me for finding this unnecessary. I gave you a fair rematch the week after I took the Genesis Title from you. And you choked, just like Katie Anderson did against you. And to the unemployment line you went.

The crowd boos Mrs. Descarrilado's words, which prompts Katelin to finally break eye contact with Rotten.

Katelin Descarrilado: Boo me all you like, that's exactly what happened.

The Devil In The Details looks back to Dona.

Katelin Descarrilado: I saw you at Cruel Summer at the announcer's desk, too. I fail to see how that little stunt fooled anyone... the way I understand it, you would have lost the next month's welfare check for just showing up. And then there's two weeks ago after my match with Jessica Matthews.

The crowd cheers at the mention of the Cute Gaming Blonde.

Katelin Descarrilado: Which I won, by the way…

And immediately, the crowd boos Katelin again.

Katelin Descarrilado: Afterwards, you would like to think you wrote some poetry. Attacking me the same way I attacked you in July. Here is the problem with that logic: turnabout usually isn't fair play unless you're quick about it. Otherwise, the one you play it with usually is already far better off than you by the time you process what happened in the first place. I waited one week to give you your justice. You failed. You waited three months to get back at the little bitch manager... in which time I had lost the title this was all about and moved on.

The crowd boos Katelin some more before she continues.

Katelin Descarrilado: And that's the crux of this, isn't it? You find what I did unfair, even after I gave you a fair chance to right the ship, which you threw away. As far as I'm concerned, you and I had no more business after that. But you just had to try and get one-up on the manager after the welfare dried up. Because if you can't beat a manager…

Descarrilado leans into Rotten, to the point the two are practically nose to nose.

Katelin Descarrilado: ...then you might as well not even be wrestling, right? I'll see you in three weeks. Make sure your feet don't drag on the way to doomsday.

Descarrilado disengages from Dona and attempts to leave the ring...

Dona stands, unmoving, as Katelin steps out through the ropes and starts making her way towards the stage. The Scream Queen closes her eyes with a forced smile on her face. She visibly takes in a breath and lets it out, lest she explode right there. Dona breaks into a soundless chuckle and licks her upper teeth before bringing the mic up again.

Dona Rotten: Hang on a sec. We’re not done yet.

She turns to put eyes back on Katelin, stepping up to the ropes and leaning against them. There’s a pause as she gets Katelin’s attention from the stage... as much as she can, anyway. Katelin simply stops in her tracks upon hearing Rotten’s voice. What Descarrilado can’t see is that Dona’s got an unsettling grin on her face now as she pushes some hair out of her eyes.

Dona Rotten: You’re right about one thing, chick. Yeah. It bothers me that I couldn’t beat a manager, not once, but twice. But since we’re recounting history, let’s get some facts straight. You knew you couldn’t beat me in a straight fight for the Genesis Title. That’s why you went Wall Street upside the back of my head. Two.

She’s got one hand up now, even if Katelin isn’t looking directly at her and counting out fingers.

Dona Rotten: You say I choked the second time. I say you should’ve sat down to talk with the Olympic Committee because that was some damn fine running around this ring you did. Three.

She pauses a bit longer, as the Osaka crowd’s “oooooohing” at her remark. Dona looks at one side of the crowd and just shrugs before continuing.

Dona Rotten: Three. Back to what you said about the Genesis Title not being a factor in this. It’s not. If it were, we wouldn’t be standing here right now, having this one sided conversation. Look at me when I’m talking to you, you gutless bitch!

Katelin Descarrilado: I don't need my eyes to hear you. For Shaddah's sake, I could probably hear you without the mic, especially over all the turncoats here. Just get to your point.

A hint more venom in Katelin's words as she stands perfectly still, her back still to Rotten. Dona lowers her head again, her shoulders shaking with laughter before she pushes her hair back again and looks up at Katelin.

Dona Rotten: Have it your way. Stonewall me all you want, right now, because in three weeks, you’re gonna have no choice but to look me right in the eyes. I’m gonna give you something, Katelin. You wanna stay in the game, even with your man back, so I’m gonna give you something. I’m gonna give you the chance…

Pause. The crowd falls silent, waiting. Dona looks like she’s mustering up the nerve to even say the words.

Dona Rotten: ...to retire me.

Osaka-jo Hall almost erupts in shock. The commentary team goes nuts. Dona holds out a hand, asking for silence as she lets out a “Shhhhhhh!!!!! Shhh! Shh!” into the microphone. In a rare showing of true emotion, Katelin slowly turns around to face Dona again. The look on her face is as perplexed as the rest of the Hall’s is shocked. Slowly, she lifts her microphone.

Katelin Descarrilado: ...I’m... sorry, come again? To what?

Dona Rotten: Yeah. You heard me. If you beat me this time, Katelin, I will retire. Not just from NFW. I will retire from professional wrestling completely. I will leave these boots, on my feet, inside this fucking ring. BUT!!! But...but….

Dona takes a second to look at the camera directly below her from the ringside floor.

Dona Rotten: But-but…

Then back up to Katelin.

Dona Rotten: You gotta give something in return. Not your career. No. I don’t give a shit about that. You wanna do this with the rest of us? Fine. Be my fucking guest, but no. I don’t want your career. What I want...is your blood. I want your blood...and I want your soul. Katelin, I agreed to come back to this company. I agreed to have this match under one condition. Just one. See, I told Luthor, when he offered this match that it was gonna happen under my rules. So here’s the rest of that message: you and me. Tokyo Dome. Wrestle War. Exploding...Barbed Wire...Deathmatch!

Osaka-jo Hall erupts into an uproarious pop as Dona steps back from the ropes and spreads her arms out. She brings the microphone in again.

Dona Rotten: Like I said, you’ve got three weeks to prepare! See you at the Dome, bitch!

She tosses the mic out of the ring as Godsmack’s “Bulletproof” hits.

Nick Hanson: Exploding Barbed Wire Deathmatch?! At Wrestle War?!

Jim Reynolds: You’re telling me, Nicky!

Nick Hanson: And if Katelin Descarrilado wins, Dona Rotten has to retire!

Jim Reynolds: Looking forward to seeing Dona flip my burgers next year.

Nick Hanson: Oh, you stop it…
The lights dim out with the opening chords of K/DA's "Pop/Stars". The backlight on stage lights up as a silhouette comes out to the stage, facing away from the audience. During the opening the backlight flashes to show the silhouette has flapping feather-like wings.

Coming ’round again

You want a dose of this right now it’s K/DA uh!

The lights come back up showing Rayola on the stage. She turns around and poses for the audience. Her wings are strapped to her over shoulders. She smiles, waving out to the audience as she starts down the ramp.

sorichyeobwa nae ireum itji mothage

Loud loud loud loud

I could take it to the top

jeoldae meomchuji mothae

naega kkeutnaejuneun

Bad gal gal gal

Walking in step to the beat she continues to wave and smile to the cheering audience. She gives a spin at the middle of the ramp and gives another pose where the wings extend to their full span before going to high five and hug various members of the audience.

Oh you won’t know how to react

I’m a picture perfect face

With that wild in my veins

You can hear it in my growl, growl, growl, growl.

Ray continues down to the ringside area, the wings now folding back in, still exchanging high fives with the fans until she comes to the steps.

mueoseul bodeun joahal geoya

daheul su eopneun level

nawa daegyeol wonhan neol hwakshinhae

We got it all in our hands now

So can you handle what we’re all about

We’re so tough

Not scared to show you up

Can you feel the rush now?

Ray comes up the stairs and twirls a bit on the apron and then pauses to look over the audience. She gives a wave and a wink to the audience. As the beat hits a crescendo, she flips herself over the top rope and into the ring.

Down down down down down down

They could try but we’re gonna wear the crown

You could go another round

Round round round round round round

Wish you luck but you’re not bringing us down

We go hard till we get it get it

We go hard, we so in it in it

We POP/STARS, only winning winning now

Ain’t nobody bringing us

Down down down down

Ray lands on her feet and gives a shout out and a pose to the audience. She moves to a corner to continue to fire the audience up. As she gets down she calls for a mic. Her wings flutter behind her as she smiles and waves at the audience. Her music fades and the audience noise rises. Cheers and applause fill the stadium as Rayola continues to wave and take a bow.

She gives another wink to the camera as the seconds turn to a couple minutes and a little bit longer. Rayola brings the mic to her lips and lowers it again as the smile fades from her lips. She looks down as her wings fold up behind her again. She takes in another deep breath and spins the mic in her hand. Rayola brings her head back up and the audience anticipation swells again.

Rayola Davine: Mary...

Rayola stops herself and takes another deep breath. She shakes her head and lowers the mic. She paces the ring a little. Her wings unfurl and fold a couple times. Another deep breath as she wipes her face with her hand a little. She looks around for a second as she thinks.

Members in the Audience: Do it! Fight, fight, fight! You can do it!

Rayola looks up at the audience and brings the mic back up.

Rayola Davine: What was that?

The audience swells as Rayola addresses them. Rayola stands in the middle of the ring as her wings unfurl fully. She brings the mic back to her mouth.

Rayola Davine: You want her and I to fight?

A big whoop from the audience.

Rayola Davine: You want Mary and I to go at it at WrestleWar?

Another cheer!

Rayola Davine: Well then, it's a good thing that's what I came out here to do! Mary, you don't know a damn thing about TRIOCS! The Kingdom wears its shit on its sleeve and is proud of it no matter what! I'm going to show you that everything I said about us is more than the actions you've seen recently!

The audience is going nuts!

Rayola Davine: I said when Xander and Ryleigh left that I would uphold everything TRIOCS stood for! And I'm still going to! If I have to represent it on my own still, that's what I'll do! I will show everything I said, I believe in it, I will uphold it! Now, I have the chance to prove it! WrestleWar, you and me Mary! Watch me fly!

"Pop/Stars" hits as Rayola drops the mic in the ring. Her wings fold back in and she walks from the ring. She heads back up the ramp exchanging high fives with the audience as she goes up to the stage. At the top, Rayola's wings unfurl again and the scene fades out as she looks over her shoulder with a smirk.

Best Of 7 Tag Series - #5

The Second City Riot Squad (2) vs. The Last Of The Valkyries (2)

Before the bell can even sound, Layla and Christina are seen yelling at one another from across the ring before they just charge at one another and they just begin to brawl and Lilith and Leah shrug and they join in. The four women brawl in the ring, Christina sending Layla over the top rope with a clothesline and Leah doing the same to Lilith. Christina delivers a suicide dive to Layla as Leah delivers a wrecking ball dropkick to Lilith. The four women begin to now brawl on the outside as El Alguacil attempts to gain control and actually get this match started. Christina goes face first into the ring post as Leah hits the ring steps on the opposite side of the ring. El Alguacil decides to ring the bell and begins his twenty count on the four of them. Layla and Lilith continue to have control of things on the outside, but by the count of fifteen, they both look up and they slide into the ring. Once both are inside, they just begin to brawl in the ring. Layla, who is the much more experienced brawler compared to Lilith, begins to gain control of the situation as she has Lilith in the corner.

Layla delivers a few shoulders to the midsection of Lilith before she gets up onto the middle turnbuckle and drives ten fists down to the head of Lilith before she takes Lilith down with a tornado DDT. Layla scrambles for a cover, but Lilith gets the shoulder up at two. Leah and Christina both begin to stir and get up on the apron, Christina’s head is busted open and she has blood running down her face as she stands up. Leah is favoring her left shoulder as she gets up and reaches out for a tag. Layla grabs Lilith by the leg and drags her to her corner and tags Leah in. Leah comes in and picks Lilith up, delivering a German suplex and Lilith crashes high up on her head and neck. Leah grabs Lilith and brings her to her feet, but Lilith grabs Leah by the wrist and delivers a shoulder breaker. Lilith follows it up with The Awakening and both women lay on the mat motionless.

El Alguacil begins his count and at the count of 8, both women leap and make a tag to their partners. Christina and Layla come in as Christina drops Layla with a slingblade before she delivers a springboard moonsault. Christina hooks the leg, but Layla kicks out at two. Christina gets up and she climbs to the top rope, looking for The Firestarter. She goes to balance herself, but Leah gets up and knocks Christina off balance. Layla gets up to her feet and climbs to the top rope and she delivers an avalanche Southside Cutta on Christina as Leah goes around and pulls Lilith off the mat and Layla makes the cover and picks up the win.


Yuusuke Takeda: Pinfōru, Reira Diasu to Ria Aguero ni yoru anata no shōsha wa koko ni arimasu. Sekando shiti bōdō-tai!

Nick Hanson: Second City Riot Squad picks up another win and takes the lead in the series again!! 3 to 2!!

Jim Reynolds: This could end next week, Nicky!!!

Nick Hanson: Or it could go all the way to Wrestle War!! Who knows?!

Jim Reynolds: I…!! I really don’t for once. Wow.

Nick Hanson: Do you ever, really?

Jim Reynolds: Hey, fuck you Nicky!

Backstage, Ronnie Lester and Sylvia Lopez are in their room getting ready, Ronnie seemingly ready to go while Sylvia is all but catatonic, seemingly lost in her own thoughts.

Ronnie "Wicked" Lester: Timber?

The Bellevue Banshee’s head suddenly darts over in the direction of her tag team partner.

Sylvia Lopez: What?!

Ronnie leans against the wall looking slightly worried.

Ronnie "Wicked" Lester: Y’all don’t seem as excited for tonight as you usually do, is all.

Sylvia looks down at the blank book resting on her crossed legs that Johnny Towers had given her instead of her copy of Dante’s Inferno and she lightly strokes her hand across it.

Sylvia Lopez: Sylvia doesn’t feel like playing tonight! Sylvia feels like a part of her is missing!

Ronnie nods.

Ronnie "Wicked" Lester: But you don’t wanna give Towers that satisfaction, do ya? Of takin’ this away from you? We gettin’ in the ring with two top level competitors tonight and Towers has you sittin’ here lookin’ like you almost wish you was still not cleared.

Lopez begins to pull at her hair a little and shakes her head.

Sylvia Lopez: Sylvia doesn’t want that! But Sylvia doesn’t know what to do!

Ronnie nods knowingly.

Ronnie "Wicked" Lester: So let’s go out there and show Towers he hasn’t taken you down, that the idea of putting Timber on a leash is a dog that don’t hunt! You can’t put a leash on a wolf and it ain’t startin;’ with you!

The Bellevue Banshee looks deep into the eyes of the Wicked One and it’s as if the fire in his eyes somehow transfer into her as she jumps to her feet and begins to nod ferociously.

Sylvia Lopez: Sylvia will not be leashed by Towers! Sylvia will not be leashed by Towers!!! SYLVIA WILL NOT BE LEASHED BY TOWERS!!!

Ronnie "Wicked" Lester: And what happens when Timber is allowed to play… unleashed?

A wicked grin forms on the face of Sylvia.

Sylvia Lopez: Pain and suffering! Pain and suffering!!! PAIN AND SUFFERING!!!

The grin now turns into a toothy smile as she begins to bounce up and down on the spot, clapping her hands in glee.

Ronnie "Wicked" Lester: So what does Timber get to do tonight that she hasn’t gotten to do in a while?

Sylvia Lopez: Sylvia gets to play! Sylvia gets to play!!! SYLVIA GETS TO PLAY!!!

Lopez then jumps up onto a nearby steel chair before then jumping onto the back of Lester.

Sylvia Lopez: Time for The Crusade to play!

Ronnie snickers.

Ronnie "Wicked" Lester: Sounds like fun to me!

Sylvia then points off screen towards their locker room door.

Sylvia Lopez: Deus Lo Vult!

Ronnie "Wicked" Lester: Deus Lo Vult!

The duo then disappear off camera view as we cut elsewhere.
The scene opens up and this time we are taken to the backstage area. It is there where we are able to see Crystal Zdunich. Crystal offers a long drawn out sigh as there are no antics today. Instead her hair is pulled into a tight ponytail as she looks right into the camera as she takes a long deep breath as she begins to speak

Crystal Zdunich: Good evening to everyone who might be watching this. My name is Crystal Zdunich. I will personally tell everybody that what happened on the last Collision is something that I deserved. I know I have been doing nonstop antics leading to what went down. Whether it’s trying to stretch things with verbal jabs to using Christina Rose as a platform to really get to Cass Baumer, and as much as I threw the jabs at her. Last week she put me in my place.

Crystal nods her head as she begins to speak some more.

Crystal Zdunich: The two of us fought one another on my set. In a setting like that she got the better of me. She knocked me out with a flower pot and I was left to really take everything in. I could have suffered a minor concussion but that is nothing compared to the level of humility that I had to learn from Cass. She won that battle and afterwards she issued a challenge to face me at Wrestle War.

Crystal slowly shakes her head as a serious expression escapes her lips.

Crystal Zdunich: Of course I am going to take that challenge because after what we have been through thus far. I feel it’s what is needed to finally put all of this behind us. Tonight I know you have a huge match and I won’t be the type to interfere with that because that would be unfair to your main event. The fans would lose out on what would go down tonight but I can wait for a better time to strike. I think Wrestle War is the perfect place to finally get what I want. When I signed with the company I have been lacking that major win. I have been lacking winning a major feud and I feel I can get what I am looking for by beating you where it matters. Nothing gets bigger than winning at a huge stage under the bright lights.

Crystal takes a deep breath as she continues to speak.

Crystal Zdunich: You are an amazing wrestler and I respect what you can do in the ring. You have an amazing skillset and I respect that. However what I can’t respect is you trying to stick your nose where it didn’t belong. I will admit I didn’t like it because the closer you got to things is the more it had an impact on me. This week I really had to do some soul searching and I realized that what I had been doing had been wrong. I have had a bad influence on them and I take that blame. You have opened my eyes to some things Cass and I just didn’t want to see them. That’s why during this Holiday season I spent time at Zoey Madigan’s home. She is now my best friend and she was pushing for me to see Seleana. I ran to her and she welcomed me with open arms. Alexanda did the same.

Crystal nods her head.

Crystal Zdunich: And on top of that Eavan basically pulled me aside and told me that she has been hard on me because she sees something in me and knows I can do better. I guess it’s tough love at its finest. I know I can be the first one to stand wanting a pity party and that’s got to stop. I own that. Maybe one day I can earn back the respect of those I lost, mainly Stacy Lawson Jones. However, that's a story for another day. The main thing right now is you and the fact is you been trying to meddle your nose in my personal life. You been trying to get in the middle of my marriage. You have been trying to talk shit to my best friend Zoey about how she treats me, and that is where I have to draw the line. I was never one for being the nicest boardwalk angel. If anything I am more of the fallen type and I am okay with that. That’s why I have no remorse in my heart when I say I will fuck you up. I will own you. I will get that win over you and I will make my mark on this company. You want to get the scoop on something?! Feel free to write an entire column on why Crystal Zdunich is better than you. Tonight you get the free past but next week. I will give you a receipt. That’s a promise… See you soon…
Collision cuts backstage to Casey Holliday who is sitting in front of a mirror. Her face isn’t visible and for the moment, her back is turned toward the camera. She’s got a large towel over her head as she begins to think about what had taken place last week when the stipulation for her match against the Ringmaster that she had wanted comes to mind. Without taking any further action at the moment, Casey begins to speak.

Casey Holliday: So the Ringmaster’s game the entire time was for me to be part of this ‘circus’ huh? To be a circus freak just like him? That’s what he thinks of me?

Casey angrily removes the towel that was hanging over her head to reveal that her face is covered in clown makeup.

Casey Holliday: THIS is what the Ringmaster sees in me? THIS is what he wants to turn me into at WrestleWar? I’m not going to let it happen. I’m going to say this: the truth of the matter is that I’ve already WORN this on my face here in NFW before. Not LITERALLY, but figuratively. Up until I defeated Jasmine Matthews in the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament, THIS is what I looked like in NFW. THIS is how so many people on this roster were seeing me. It all started when the Ringmaster faced me the first time. I was coming off of a win against Crystal Hilton, which of course, that’s not necessarily the biggest thing to brag about around here, but a win is a win, and I thought I was gaining some momentum here. Then, the Ringmaster pulled the bullshit that he did to win that match. I’m not going to beat that match to death anymore. I know that when WrestleWar comes, I am going to avenge that and I’m going to restore my full dignity around here. It angers me that for pretty much my entire run in NFW, that fucking piece of shit has been a dark cloud hanging over my head. I KNOW in my heart that I am a superior wrestler to him and yet, a win over him and the revenge that I’ve been seeking for months still eludes me? I have had enough of this CLOWN SHIT...

Casey takes a pause as she dumps the glass of water over the towel that she had over her head and quickly wipes the clown makeup off of her face before she continues.

Casey Holliday: Last week, they are talking about how I’d be a ‘perfect fit’ for their circus because of the fact that I carry so much anger and that I get angry too easily. Yeah, that might be true and all… in regards to the anger. Yeah, I have a short fuse. I know what I’m risking, but there’s no way I’m ever joining that circus. There’s no chance in hell that I am going to allow the Ringmaster to continue to be the virus that plagues my career here. You think I haven’t forgotten how I built up the momentum that I did in the Vlad Blackheart Memorial tournament? Yeah, you bet your ass that I was feeling very damn good about that because I felt like I was finally getting somewhere here. I’ve only had ONE match since then. ONE! And I didn’t even win that match because of the bullshit tricks of the Ringmaster. Goodbye momentum! It’s been what? More than a month, almost two since I last had a match here? All I’ve done since the tournament is TRIOCS and that’s practically it. I’m sick of it. I’m sick of being far lower on the ladder than I know I am capable of being at and I know that the only way I am ever going to get to where I know I can be is if I finally get rid of the dark cloud that’s hung over my head for pretty much my entire NFW career.

I’m sick of these mind games. I’m sick of the roller coaster. I’m sick of the momentum that I build in NFW not being consistent whatsoever. I’m sick of it. That run that I went through in that tournament? That wasn’t a fluke. I KNOW it wasn’t a fluke. And I’m not going to let someone like the Ringmaster or ANYONE on this roster try to reduce that momentum to a fluke. I can’t wait for WrestleWar. I can’t want to FINALLY put the Ringmaster and all the hocus pocus clown shit behind me! Because once I do, you’ll know exactly who the fuck I am and what I’m all about.

Casey takes her leave at this point, clearly fed up with her situation with the Ringmaster as the scene cuts out.

Matt Shields & Jessica Matthews vs. The Crusade

Jessica Matthews is set to start, but Matt Shields steps in, points at Sylvia, and says it’s time for round 2. Sylvia tags herself in, hops inside the ring, and practically bounces with glee as Ronnie steps out and Jessica begrudgingly goes to the corner. Shields and Sylvia meet in the middle of the ring and they blast each other with forearms. Shields fires the next shot with a chop and Sylvia returns with one of her own. It’s a flurry of chops and forearms, the chest of Shields and Lopez turning red as they bear the signs of battle. Shields fakes a forearm, slips behind Sylvia, and catches her with a snapdragon suplex out of nowhere, surprising her with his technical prowess. Shields brings Sylvia up and connects with an arm trapped belly to back suplex, then a cover and a two count. Shields goes back to the arm with an arm trapped scoop slam followed by a knee drop to the shoulder. Another cover and another two count. Shields pulls Sylvia up and sets for a hammerlock DDT, but it’s countered, and Sylvia connects with a discus clothesline. Sylvia starts to move towards her corner, but Shields manages to grab her leg and pulls her back into a Saito suplex. Shields shakes the cobwebs as Sylvia stumbles up and he catches her with Majo No Toki. Shields is quick to cover


Shields is quick to look at El Aguacil to double-check, then he nods and brings Sylvia back up. Another attempt at the hammerlock DDT, again he’s pushed away, but this time he ducks the discus clothesline and turns around into a massive headbutt. Shields is rocked and Sylvia quickly hits a spike DDT. Sylvia moves to her cover while Shields rolls in the opposite direction, Jessica Matthews clearly not happy about being stuck on the sidelines. Sylvia tags Ronnie in and they quickly get Shields, hitting a big flapjack before Ronnie hits a big second rope moonsault for a 2 count. Shields is slow to his feet and gets caught with a springboard hurricanrana. Lester goes into the pin and gets a very close 2 count. Ronnie pulls Shields up and whips him into The Crusade corner. Ronnie runs in with a sharp knife edge chop, then tags in Sylvia and she climbs to the top, then flies as The Crusade connects with The Banshee’s Cry. Sylvia covers


Jessica Matthews is in to break up the pin and save the match for her team despite her partner being fairly selfish. Sylvia snarls towards Jessica, then pulls Shields up and hits a few hard chops before delivering a straight jacket neckbreaker. Sylvia covers and Shields fires up at the count of two. Shields is on wobbly legs, but he’s quick to get to his feet after the neckbreaker and even quicker to hit a skull-shattering headbutt to Sylvia when she gets to her feet. Both go down and move towards their corner. Shields starts to crawl, then lunges forward, wraps his arms around Jessica’s waist, and actually smacks her butt to make the tag. Jessica gives the rope he’s hanging on a little nudge as she gets in, then charges and takes Ronnie Lester down with a shotgun dropkick. Punch-Punch-Kick Combination, a big running European uppercut as Ronnie is spun around. A roaring elbow puts Ronnie down and a shining wizard sets him up for a very close 2 count as Jessica Matthews has quickened the pace with her introduction to this match. A big flying forearm smash is next on the menu for Ronnie Lester than a big Pele kick, and a diving neckbreaker as a little nod/middle finger to her partner. Jessica gets another 2 count as Lester is moving towards his corner, slowly getting to his feet. Jessica puts a stop to that with The (Improved) Dixon Arrow, and she makes the cover


Ronnie Lester just kicks out and Jessica is a bit surprised, but she nods and looks set to end it, heading towards the top rope. Unfortunately, Ronnie is able to recover as Jessica reaches the top, and he shakes the ropes causing her to fall. Ronnie takes advantage with a frankensteiner that sends Jessica towards The Crusade’s cover. Sylvia is tagged in and they connect with a double spinebuster and a double-seated dropkick before Sylvia covers for a 2 count. Sylvia whips Jessica back into the corner and there’s a double arm drag followed by a double elbow drop and a Ronnie Lester cover and 2 count. Ronnie brings Jessica up and connects with The Mark of Cain, leaving Jessica rocked as Sylvia is tagged in and connects with a bing springboard Thesz press. Sylvia tags Ronnie back in, but it’s a double tag as Ronnie sets Jessica up and they connect with The Lunatic Parade. Sylvia hits a couple of headbutts for good measure before she covers


Jessica Matthews shows some real resilience as she rolls to the ropes, trying to get close to her corner. Sylvia tags in Ronnie and they do a double Irish whip and look for the double back elbow, but Jessica ducks under it, jumps top the middle rope, spins, and connects with an incredible corkscrew crossbody. Jessica moves to her corner looks at Shields and almost chops him in the throat to tag, but she stops and just gives him a hard smack on the chest. Sylvia has rolled to the corner as Ronnie is getting up to his feet, only to go right back down courtesy of the 40 Legions clothesline. Shields is about to cover when he notices Johnny Towers walking down the ramp point at Sylvia. Shields shakes his head as Towers keeps walking down the ramp. Shields runs to the ropes, charges, and with Towers in range, Shields dives out of the ring with a tope suicidia that wipes Towers out. Shields stands up, looks down at Towers, and points.

Matt Shields: You can do whatever you want after the match.

Towers stands up holding his neck and surprisingly he doesn’t attack Shields, he smirks, nods his head, and starts walking back up the ramp, but once he gets to the top he stays and watches. Shields slides back into the ring as Sylvia runs at Jessica and hits her with a big knee to knock her off the apron. Ronnie gets Shields with a La Magistral cradle



Yuusuke Takeda: Pinfōru no kekka to shite no anata no shōsha... Ronī resutā, Shirubia Ropesu, jūjigun

Jim Reynolds: Ronnie Lester surprising Shieldds right there and you see the team comes out on top in this one.

Nick Hanson: Shields seemed set to do this on his own, and just because he isn’t using the cheap tactics, doesn’t mean he isn’t still a bastard..

Jim Reynolds: The cheating has stopped, but the mind games haven’t. I think he wants to push Jessica Matthews to a breaking point maybe? End of the day, he lost the match and The Crusade picks up a nice win.

Ronnie Lester and Sylvia Lopez are happy with the win while Jessica Matthews is staring daggers at Shields from the floor. She rolls her eyes at him and then just walks off, almost like she knew this team-up was going to end badly. Johnny Towers is still at the top of the ramp as Shields is talking to El Aguacil, authenticating the Uno, dos, tres. Shields kicks the bottom rope as Towers starts heading down the ramp. Ronnie and Sylvia go right into fight mode as they spot Towers advancing. Shields is about to leave when he spots Towers making his advance, shrugs slides behind Ronnie Lester, grabs the arm, spins him around, and absolutely levels him with the Frailty elbow. Sylvia is enraged, but Shields points to Towers and shoves Ronnie out of the ring. Shields makes his exit, passing Towers on the ramp with a simple head nod. Towers keeps marching down the ramp with Sylvia standing in the ring waiting for him when probably twenty security team members come rushing out. They form a double wall between the ring and the two rivals, half facing Towers, half facing Sylvia. Sylvia screams, hits the ropes, and charges at them, taking a few out, but Towers steps back and holds up his restraining order and Sylvia’s book. He commands security to restrain her, as she scratches and claws at them wanting her book back. Towers seems pleased to have caused Sylvia distress as he walks back up the ramp with a smirk.

Nick Hanson: Well folks, it’s been quite the show so far.

Jim Reynolds: It sure has, and we still have plenty to go.

Suddenly "Apocalypse Now" by Cro-Mags blasts out of the PA system and both Becca "Bruiser" Maguire and "Psycho" Saoirse Maguire walk out onto the stage from opposite sides. Stopping in the center, Bruiser drops to one knee in front of Psycho and makes the M sign with her hands while Psycho places her hands on her hips and flashes a sinister smirk. Bruiser pops up and the two begin to march down the ramp with their gaze focused on the ring in front of them, Psycho's sister, their manager and fellow Shieldmaiden, Aoife "Banshee" Maguire, right behind them.

Nick Hanson: And here come the number one contenders to the Tag Team Championships, Jim.

Jim Reynolds: I still feel THE Beautification Movement was robbed of that match, Nick!

Once the three reach the bottom of the ramp, Bruiser rolls under the bottom rope into the ring while Psycho walks up the steel steps and climbs through the ropes. Bruiser remains on her knees and scoots over to the center as Psycho walks over so she's behind her. Once again, Bruiser makes the M sign with her hands while Psycho puts her hands on her hips before Bruiser slowly rises to her feet, removing her hood and face mask to reveal a sinister smirk of her own as "Apocalypse Now" fades out.

Nick Hanson: If anything, it was TRIOCS who were robbed by Kai Morgan.

Jim Reynolds: Of course you’d say that.

Banshee calls for a couple of microphones and is handed them before she passes them onto Bruiser and Psycho.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: We fuckin’ told ya’ll!

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, an now we bae comin’ fer th’ top!

Bruiser nods.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Even though those thots jumped us before the match even started, Gallus Mag STILL walked out as ya new number one contenders for the Tag Team Championships!

She glances over to Psycho and shrugs.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Now… o’ course… we unfortunately won the match thanks to Kai Morgan… but if ya’ll think we’re gonna give that gammy gowl any fuckin’ credit or thanks, ya’ll are mistaken!

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Tha feckin’ gammy bastard kin bae gettin’ fucked an’ bae stayin’ fucked!

Bruiser nods again.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: But enough o’ that traitorous bastard!

The two now glare into the hard camera, Bruiser resting her arms on the top rope.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Brothers Drake? Ya’ll better be ready for the fight o’ ya’lls fuckin’ life, lads! Coz Gallus Mag said it from the very beginnin’! We said we were goin’ all the way in this tournament and we’re comin’ for those titles!

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, an’ now th’ path bae claered, Lads. There bae nuttin’ left standin’ in our way!

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Except o’ course… the two of ya’ll. And we ain’t fools. We both know it ain’t gonna be easy. Ya’ll are the champs for a reason. But the two o’ us are hungry… we’ve been waitin’ a lon’ fuckin’ time to be champs together. And truthfully? We were hopin’ we’d already be champs together in another company we work for… but that didn’t exactly pan out the way we wanted… so now we’re plannin’ on rectifyin’ that come WrestleWar!

Psycho nods in agreement.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, th’ time bae now!

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Time for Gallus Mag to be on top! Ya’lls time as Tag Team Champions are numbered, lads… coz Hell is empty!

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: An’ th’ Maidens bae haer!

The two then drop their microphones and raise their right fists into the air as “Apocalypse Now” blasts out of the PA system before they along with Banshee exit the ring and head back up the ramp.

Nick Hanson: Quite the statement there from Gallus Mag. It’s going to be interesting to see how the Brothers Drake fair against these two Shieldmaidens at WrestleWar.

Jim Reynolds: I’ll admit it’s going to be one Hell of a fight, but the Brothers Drake have been formidable tag team champions.

The three women reach the top of the stage and disappear to the back as we cut elsewhere.
We come to a section of the backstage set up for interviews. Milisandre is standing with Josh Davidson for an interview concerning her upcoming title defense against Jasmine Matthews at WrestleWar. Josh lifts his microphone and smiles into the camera.

Josh Davidson: Ladies and gentlemen I am joined by Milisandre Crowthorne. The current reigning Silver Moun...

Josh is cut off by a glare from Milisandre.

Josh Davidson: Sorry, the current reigning Mariana’s Trench Champion. Last week you announced your match type for this defense. Can you tell us exactly what a Trial of the Old Gods match is?

Milisandre stares into the camera for a long moment. Just as she is opening her mouth to speak she is hit in the side of the head by a vicious Ice Cold from Jasmine Matthews. The Queen of the Kingdom drops down and starts to lay into Milisandre with heavy repeated blows from clenched fists and even a few elbow shots. All she can do is try to cover and protect herself as best as she can from this assault.

It goes on for a few minutes before refs and security can make it to the scene. It takes almost half a dozen people to finally pull Jasmine off of the Champion. She struggles to break free but even more security rushes in to keep them separated.

Jasmine Matthews: You’re going to pay for what you put Morgan through! Do you hear me?!

Milisandre has not gotten up and is laying on the floor curled up still. Medics rush in to check on her while security drag away a screaming and shrieking Jasmine.

Yukiko Kusanagi vs. Cass Baumer

At last, it’s the main event of Collision #115. Yuusuke introduces Cass Baumer first; her reception is a positive one. But of course, the Osaka wrestling fans cheer even louder when Yuusuke introduces Yukiko Kusanagi. The hometown reception is to be expected; Yukiko’s eyes seem to brighten with delight. Even Cass offers a small round of applause.

Jim Reynolds: Hoho, I’ve been looking forward to this! TEAR HER APART, YUKIKO!

Nick Hanson: Your bias aside, Jim, these two have a heated rivalry that goes back to 2019! There’s no love loss here, folks.

Once the longtime rivals are in the ring, they’re immediately in each other’s faces with a fierce exchange of words. Senior referee James quickly intervenes to separate them. Yukiko gleefully taunts Cass. Cass just smirks and beckons Yukiko. James signals for the bell.


Yukiko launches herself at Cass -- and James barely gets out of the way! Cass fights back with rights and lefts. Both women are laying into each other with stiff shots. The knife-edge chops are resonating within the Osaka-jo Hall! The fans are reacting accordingly with one “OHHH!” after another. It doesn’t seem like either one will back down -- at least until Cass feigns a chop and instead armdrags Yukiko onto the mat. She locks in a Fujiwara armbar, but Yukiko breaks away and lashes out with a running soccer kick. Cass is back on her feet, though, and she retaliates with a double axe handle.

Yukiko staggers, but Cass seizes her with an Irish whip into a corner. Cass doesn’t give Yukiko a second to breathe as she comes in with a corner-running European uppercut. Yukiko staggers forward, and while Cass tries to Irish whip her to the opposite side, Yukiko reverses and sends Cass to the corner instead. She’s quick to attack with a hesitating dropkick to the cornered Reporter, dropping her into a seated position. Yukiko sees this, backs up, and moves in with a baseball slide -- only for Cass to roll out of the way. Yukiko slides out of the ring, Cass grabs ahold of the top rope and she springboards -- or rather fakes it when Yukiko wisely moves back into the ring. Cass backs up, Yukiko stands at the ready, and the fans applaud their showcase.

Greer looks to both women as they stare into each other’s eyes. It’s the calm before another storm -- as Baumer rushes Kusanagi. Kusanagi does her best to dodge Baumer’s attacks, but she’s completely caught off guard by the Headliner’s “Bleeding Edge” (Instep Drive Penalty Kick)! The shocking blow drops Kusanagi onto the mat with a THUD. Baumer immediately goes for the cover and hooks the leg, but Kusanagi kicks out at two. Baumer’s smart, taking charge of the match to slowly weaken Kusanagi with a mixture of offensive tactics. She even connects a German suplex with an inverted stomp facebreaker, trying to lay more damage into Kusanagi. Baumer goes for another pin attempt, but Kusanagi still kicks out. Baumer still has the advantage and she takes the fight to Kusanagi. It isn’t until Kusanagi surprises Baumer with an Asai moonsault that sends her crashing to the ropes on the opposite side that her momentum is halted. Kusanagi sees Baumer draped over the middle rope, wickedly grins, and steps out onto the ring apron. From there, the Blood Angel connects with “U~ōhanmā” (Draping Big Boot)! Baumer’s knocked back into the ring and Kusanagi’s back in for the cover, but Baumer kicks out at two, herself!

The fans applaud their contest of skill and technique. Yukiko doesn’t seem bothered in the slightest. She rises up, dragging Cass to her feet, and begins with her own assault. From open-hand palm strikes to a series of dropkicks, Yukiko finds it cathartic to punish Cass. After another dropkick sends Cass onto the mat, Yukiko quickly ascends to the top turnbuckle and unleashes her signature Top Rope Double Footstomp! Cass jerks with pain and she’s soon covered, but Yukiko only receives a two-count. Yukiko pulls Cass up with her and takes her down with a hurricanrana, but Cass kicks out of the pin attempt soon after. Yukiko hisses like an angry cat into Cass’s ear and drags her up to her feet. She then Irish whips Cass towards one of the corners of the ring and runs after her, but Cass catches her off-guard with “Miramira” (Spear Dropped into a Lifting Side Slam)! The fans are surprised, but as Cass covers Yukiko, the referee notices her foot on the bottom rope and stops before the three.

Naturally, Baumer softly curses under her breath at this. She’s still recovering, and while Kusanagi is down, Greer starts an official count. After a moment or two, Baumer forces herself to get up at “six!” and collects Kusanagi. Baumer lays into Kusanagi with boxer-styled hits mixed with Krav Maga and judo elements. After a vicious discus lariat, Baumer steps back and keeps her eyes on Kusanagi’s vulnerable form. The fans are torn, but they love the action nonetheless. Kusanagi slowly gathers herself and hisses through her teeth. Baumer’s on her mark and she rushes Kusanagi, looking for “Fact Check” (Somersault Reverse DDT) -- only Kusanagi nails her with “The Steel Feather” (Black Mass Kick)! The fans are roaring from the surprise counterattack. After the successful hit, Baumer is floored. To everyone’s surprise, Kusanagi drops down and places Baumer in a dangerous position: “50 Shades of Pain” (Inverted STF with Double Fish Hooks)! Baumer grimaces in agony, trying to fight her way out of the submission finisher. Greer checks on Baumer, but she refuses to give up. Kusanagi doesn’t seem to let up, however, and she keeps Baumer in the hold. After an excruciating minute of struggling, Baumer has no choice but to tap out!


Yuusuke Takeda: Go resseki no minasama, teishutsu ni yoru anata no shōsha... “Buraddo Enjeru” YUKIKOOOO KU-SA-NA-GIIII!

Nick Hanson: Wow! That was a great main event, folks! What a contest!

Jim Reynolds: All according to my prediction! There was no way Yukiko was going to lose in her hometown!

Nick Hanson: You have to admit it was close, Jim. If Cass had hit the Fact Check, she may have won!

Jim Reynolds: IF, Nicky, and guess what? It didn’t happen! HAHA!

As BABYMETAL’s “BxMxC” continues playing throughout Osaka-jo Hall, both women make it to their feet. There’s a tense staredown between the two before Cass finally nods and slowly...slowly...extends a hand out to her two year rival.

Nick Hanson: Uh-oh, what have we here?

Jim Reynolds: That’s like sticking your arm inside a shark tank, Nicky. It’s bound to get torn off!

Yukiko looks at the hand and her shoulders shake with laughter as she looks at Baumer. Cass looks like she’s about to give up and drop her arm when Yukiko suddenly grabs her hand and squeezes firmly, much to the delight of her hometown (And Cass, as well)! They have their handshake and Yukiko steps back, planting her feet together firmly and bows formally to Cass. Cass stands stunned for a second before returning the gesture.

Nick Hanson: Would you look at this, Jim!

Jim Reynolds: I’m speechless!

Nick Hanson: This is how a rivalry should be!

The two hold their bow for a moment before Yukiko rises out of it, steps forward and shocks Cass further by pulling her into a hug. Yukiko holds her there firmly, embracing her rivalry. We can see her saying something in Cass’ ear, bringing a smile to the Headliner’s face before she closes her eyes, looking on the verge of tears and nods. Yukiko lets her go, still talking. Cass smiles and nods before grabbing Yukiko’s wrist and raises her arm, calling for Osaka to cheer their hometown winner again. She finally leaves the ring, giving Yukiko the ring to properly celebrate.

Nick Hanson: What a great show that was, folks! We hope you enjoyed it! We’ll see you next week! We’ll be at Korakuen Hall!

Jim Reynolds: Awwwwww yeah!!!!

Nick Hanson: For Jim Reynolds, I’m Nick Hanson! So long, everyone!