NFW Trauma #57! 01/22/2022!

Kasey Kash: ”CUT THE FUCKIN MUSIC, AND CUT THEIR FUCKIN MICS!!”

The crowd begins to boo the shit out of the voice, knowing exactly who said voice belongs too, as Kasey Kash walks out onto the stage, microphone in hand.

Kasey Kash: ”Now… now let's start this fucking show right. None of this bullshit with TRIOCS, none of this shit with Hayley fuckin Halsey. No Adrianna, and certainly no fuckin FM Young. So everyone here in attendence and every single one of you fuckers watching at home are gonna hear what the fuck I have to say.”

Kasey walks down on the ramp, past the fans, not paying them any mind as he is just on a warpath straight to the ring, he tells the announcer and referee for the first match to, and I quote, “Fuck off unless they want their teeth stomped in”, and they happily oblige the request from “The Resident Asshole”

Kasey Kash: ”I’m out here, and no one is cutting this fucking mic off. I’m out here to say what I need to say before you can enjoy this fucking show, that I’m not even booked for! I have a match of the year contender at Wrestle War, and they don’t even book me on the first card of the year, but you know who they do book? They booked a cunt who wasn’t even on the roster for five minutes and instantly demanded a title shot. You know what you guys would call that if I did that? You’d all call me a queue jumper. You’d say I was afraid of trying to face the rest of the competition. But because it’s a member of TRIOCS? You praise him. Call him brave for doing it. They say it’s a smart booking division, but I call it ‘Xander Fillmore is a two-faced cunt who gives no fucks about anyone other than himself’.”

Kasey is pacing around the ring, looking directly down the hardcam.

Kasey Kash: ”You can try and sugarcoat this blatant favoritism and call it whatever you want. But I scratched and clawed my way up the card last year after my shit first year in this company, I worked my ass off to be featured on WrestleWar, no matter how much every one of you cunts tried to show your displeasure at the fact that I HAD worked my way back up the card, you just wanted so fucking badly for FM Young to end my career. You didn’t care about the fact that I showed the world who she truly is under that sheep mask. I aired all the dirty laundry, I told you all how terrible she actually was, but you don't care about any of that. Because all you care about is what the people running this sinking ship TELL you to care about… and that includes that group of wolves in sheep's clothing, otherwise known as TRIOCS.”

Kasey scratches his chin as he looks around the arena.

Kasey Kash: ”...who can all kiss my fuckin ass. Xander and the rest of his fuckin crew can take a long walk off a short cliff. In 2022 my only fuckin goal is to do what I need to do to become a world champion in this company, which is something that’s been alluding me for too fucking long now. It’s something that keeps me up at night, because it’s something that I SHOULD have accomplished by now, but it’s something that’s always been torn out from under me. So you cunts in this arena can boo me all you want, cause you bought a ticket. But don’t think I won’t call you all out for your inconsistencies. ESPECIALLY when it comes to Xander Fillmore.”

Kasey stops pacing, and rests against the ropes facing the hardcam.

Kasey Kash: ”I think I’m out of shit to say. So to wrap this up, fuck Xander Fillmore, Fuck Ryleigh Ruin, Fuck Adrianna Salvatore, Fuck FM Young, and fuck each and every one of you cunts. I’m out.”

Kasey drops the mic on the floor, and rolls out the ring, flipping the crows a double bird as he walks through to the back

Seth Ernst: Are we back on?

Miranda Augustino: Think so! Can you hear me?

Seth Ernst: Now I can. What the hell is Kasey Kash’s problem?!

Miranda Augustino: I mean, he makes some good points, Seth. You can’t deny that.
“Bad Guy’” by Billie Eillish begins to play and Ryleigh Ruin waltz’s out on the stage looking rather excited for one reason or another. She signals for her music to stop as she brings the microphone to her mouth. The crowd starts to chant her name as she giggles at the spectacle the Trauma crowd creates.

Ryleigh: What’s up NFW family?? Things have gotten rather strange for me and the team here in 2022. Started off with the departure of a woman I thought was going to be my next Protégé as she feels we’ve become something that she can no longer be a part of because of my actions at a show that had nothing to do with her or this company or even the team in general. The company then removed the real root of the problem to Collision where I can’t make another horrible judgment call in the heat of the moment and possibly end the career of an idiot that has learned nothing from the lesson I taught her. But, to be honest, I really could care less about either of those women any more because my life in general has gotten far better since TRIOCS has come to Trauma. I’ve found love in a very surprising person that is a very recognizable woman to y’all. We’ll officially announce that love affair at a later date because she’s not here tonight.

She looks out at the crowd for the next words she’ll say.

Ryleigh: Now that I have all of that off my chest I have some business to share with all of you. With that I’m very excited to announce that there’s an open spot on team TRIOCS available if anyone in the back wants to join the hottest group of talents in this company today. I have a person in mind I’d like to join the fold, so let's wait here just a moment or two and see if they step up to the plate and seize the moment that I’ve wanted for them for well over a year. I would have had this woman join when she became a signed talent here in NFW but we were on opposite brands at the time. That isn’t an issue any longer due to me and mine being traded to this brand now. I;m ready to make her a full fledged member of the team. Sooooo…

"Get Jinxed" by Agnete Kjølsrud blairs through the sound system and Ryleigh’s face can’t hide the excitement as Trixie Decker is the exact person she was alluding to the entire time. Decker skips out to meet her friend and Ry opens her arms for Trix to embrace her. Trixie waves to the attendees, then turns back to Ryleigh and returns the embrace.

Trixie: Thank you for having me, Ry! I’m really pleased as punch to join in with TRIOCS.

Ryleigh: Nooooo… Thank you for understanding the super vague invite I put out there and I couldn’t be happier that it was you who came out here to join us!!

Trixie: I’m just glad to have found an inviting space in NFW, honestly, with a friendly face. And I’m looking forward to aiding you in taking down a few people in the process.

Ry smiles at her friend.

Ryleigh: Now you know some in the company feel our tactics are a bit too underhanded to go along with the respectful competition we demand. So I hope that you're ready to get your name dragged a little being associated with us. Those that do are either so immersed in their own bullshit that they can’t see to be the ones to make change, you sometimes need to break a few eggs in the process. Miss Holiday is one of those and the others aren’t worth my time to mention!!

Trixie: Look, I’ll make it clear here and now - I’ve got nothing against Cass. She and I get along perfectly well. But as for underhanded, as far as I can tell NFW basically thrives on that. How many people have risen to the top by being nothing more than bottom-feeding scum? In NFW, it seems to be required to be underhanded.

Ryleigh: Completely correct, Trixie, If you wanna be the best you can’t be concerned with who you step on during your ascension to the top and that’s exactly where we’re going, Sis! And with that I’d love to put this out there… TRIOCS will be the next Trios champions, Mark my words NFW universe!!

The crowd pops loudly and starts a chant that Ry dances to.

Crowd: TRI-OCS… TRI-OCS… TRI-OCS…

Trixie grabs hold of Ry’s hand and raises it, smiling at the crowd, before giving her another hug.

Ryleigh: Alright, you got anything else to say, Trix?? Anyone to call out or set straight??

Trixie bites her lip, thinking.

Trixie: Honestly? Fuck words. When it’s time, we’ll speak in bloodier ways.

Ruin giggles and nods in agreement.

Ryleigh: I like the way you think… Good luck to all of you that cross us because we’re here to do two things… Respect the biz, kick ass and win championships!! And as I see we have no titles currently. So yeah…

Casey Holiday vs. Ryleigh Ruin

Holliday and Ruin walk out to face each other, Ruin bouncing on the balls of her feet in an MMA stance while Holliday looks for a traditional wrestler opening for the lock-up. Ruin snaps off a kick that catches Holliday off-guard and knocks her to the mat. Ruin pounces and starts for ground and pound. Holliday starts to roll into an inside cradle but Ruin is able to keep her from rolling into it completely. Holliday throws her legs up, looking for an arm-in triangle choke. Ruin starts to pull out and Holliday finally gets the cradle.

Ruin kicks out.

Both competitors get to their feet and Holliday shoots in, looking for a double leg takedown. Ruin sprawls to block it and starts blasting Holliday in the back of the head and neck area with 12 to 6 down elbows. Holliday tries to cover up and Ruin jumps into a guillotine. Holliday reaches out for the middle rope. Ruin changes to a cradle and rolls it away from the ropes.

Holliday kicks out.

As the two get back to their original upright posture, Holliday hits a single knee facebuster and then goes into a forward Russian leg sweep. She covers.

Ruin kicks out.

Holliday gets an O’Connor roll.

Ruin kicks out.

As Holliday bounces off the ropes and comes back, Ruin gets a double leg takedown and starts raining palm strikes. Holliday tries to cradle her again but Ruin picks her up in a deadlift into the Gyrate For Me? She covers.

Holliday gets a shoulder up.

Ruin goes to drag Holliday up and goes for a big head kick. Holliday catches the foot and hits a capture suplex. She floats over into a cover.

Ruin kicks out.

The two almost jump to their feet and Ruin goes for a high roundhouse kick to Casey’s head. Casey ducks underneath it, evading the strike and grabs Ryleigh from behind, setting her up and quickly delivering the Stock Plunge! She goes for the cover!

The Scene opens up with Dakota Winters sitting on the chair and beside the newest signing of NFW Ayu Megumi who sits on the chair beside her. Ayu Megumi has a smile on her face. We can see excitement on her face right now.

Dakota Winters: Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome the newest signing of NFW and the new roster of Trauma. This time She is “The Amazing Girl” Ayu Megumi. I have a question. What do you feel now after signing a contract to be one of the roster of NFW? And what is your goal? And please tell everyone here where you come from and who you are. And who is the person you would most like to face?

Ayu Megumi nods before lift the microphone up she just stop and use a little bit time to thinking before answer the question from Dakota Winters

Ayu Megumi: Hello, everybody here in NFW and the fans who are watching Trauma. I’m Ayu Megumi, and I’m from Okinawa,Japan but I lived in America for almost a year right now. What do I feel after signing a contract with NFW? Yeah I’m so excited right now and I want to have a debut match. I can't wait to debut in a NFW ring. See you soon NFW Universe. It is the progress of my career. I want to be a champion in America and be a champion in NFW. I want to have a great match in America and in NFW. I want to be one of the great wrestlers here in NFW. And I already know that I can be a great wrestler in NFW. I want to have a great feud and amazing storyline with whoever. I’m here to challenge everyone. I think I’m ready to fight against everyone, especially those who are unfair here. I don’t like to see injustice in every place I live. I hate it. Whoever dares to challenge me to fight. Just come and I will give everything I have to you and you will know I’m ready to be a top star here. Who is the person I would most like to face? You can see Kai Morgan introducing himself to me on social media. Maybe he thinks he will beat me? Or maybe he think I am fucking jobber but you know what? Let him face me and I will let him know that he made a mistake when he talk to me like that. But whoever is ready to fight against me. Whoever want to face me I’m ready for all of the roster here. I’m ready for a big opportunity here. I’m ready to be a top star here. Whoever stands in my way I will knock them out of my way no one can stop me to be a great wrestler. I’m born to be the winner, I'm born to be the champion. That’s “The Amazing Girl” Ayu Megumi. Please take care of me NFW Universe. I will give you everything I can do. I will give you the best I can do. And End of this year my name will be in the nominees list for the NFW End of the year award. Stay tuned to see me!

Dakota Winters: Great Answers, Ayu. Alright everyone, this is your new wrestler. Maybe she will be your new fan favorite soon. She is “The Amazing Girl” Ayu Megumi.

Ayu Megumi just nods and smiles before turning herself to Dakota Winters and giving the microphone back to Dakota Winters. Ayu and Dakota just have a little bit to talk to each other.

Before the camera fade out

Match #2/Singles Match

Atlas vs. Nathaniel Dixon

The bell rang and Atlas stepped to the center of the ring, rolling his neck and popping his pecs as he motioned for Nathaniel Dixon to come at him. Glowering, Nathaniel approached his opponent and the two began to exchange harsh words between one another. The camera picked up the sound of Ami Fitzsimmons’ name from Atlas and Nathaniel brought a hand up, pointing a finger towards the giant of a man and warned him to watch how he conducted himself around his niece. Atlas just smirked and scoffed as he flexed his muscles and presented his flawless physique. He started to reply to Dixon and the camera got just close enough to pick up the man saying–

Atlas: --gonna take her and make you watch, ya heard?!

BAM!! Nathaniel wasted no time and just blasted Atlas across the face with a right hand. Atlas staggered backwards, caught off guard as Nathaniel proceeded to follow up with a series of Knife Edge chops mixed in with brutal Throat Chops that immediately caught the referee’s ire and got him a warning. Nathaniel kept up the offensive, able to back the big man into the corner and started raining shots across his jaw as the official started counting towards 5. Dixon broke off and sneered at the referee to get him to back off. Just long enough for the Titan to compose himself and as Nathaniel turned his attention back towards him, he locked a massive hand around his throat and stepped out of the corner. The referee was now warning Atlas about choking and started counting once more but before he reached 5, Atlas shoved Nathaniel back from the center of the ring into the opposite corner they’d initially started in. Nathaniel hit the corner hard, gasping for oxygen as Atlas came charging in. Dixon ducked out of the way, causing Atlas to run slam into the turnbuckle. Nathaniel didn’t wait for him to even turn around as the enraged Englishman began throwing hard shots to the kidneys.

Atlas eventually did get turned around as Nathaniel hit him with a hard back elbow smash. He ran across the ring to the other corner and came charging back in but Atlas exploded out of the corner, catching him with a Running Big Boot! Nathaniel hit the mat, seeing stars as Atlas bent down to pick him up and hit an Irish Whip to the ropes. Nathaniel bounced right back and went running right into a Spear from Atlas who transitioned right into a ground mount and started raining bombs down across his head. Nathaniel was able to cover up with his arms though and as Atlas went to pull his arms away, Nathaniel snatched him by the wrist and locked in a sudden Triangle Choke. Atlas struggled against the maneuver, trying to get free until he was able to plant his feet, lift Nathaniel up and buckle bomb him right into the corner again.

Atlas was fired up now and no longer in the mood to fuck around as he charged right in with a running knee to the midsection to Nathaniel before climbing up onto the middle turnbuckle and grabbing him by the hair. He started talking some more trash as he rained down shots across Dixon’s head with the crowd counting along!


The referee stopped him there and began warning him to get down from the corner. Atlas was in the middle of looking over his shoulder and shouting at the official to “shut the fuck up” when Dixon slipped free and out from under his legs. He grabbed the big man by one of his boots and yanked his foot off the rope, causing him to fall and eat turnbuckle padding. Now it was Nathaniel’s turn to climb to the top and start throwing shots across the head and face of his opponent.


Once more, the referee gave the warning to get off of the turnbuckles but while Nathaniel was busy telling him to sod off, Atlas grabbed him into a setup for a powerbomb. He walked Nathaniel out to the center of the ring and lifted him up for a Last Ride style slam but Nathaniel was able to push himself over, attempting a Sunset Flip. Atlas was able to keep his feet planted with Nathaniel on the mat, trying to bring him down, He reached down with his monstrous grip and grabbed Nathaniel around the throat, lifting him up effortlessly. However, Nathaniel raked the eyes of Atlas, making him drop him to his feet. The referee warned Dixon about the eyes as he went at Atlas again and the two locked up together, grasping at hair and started throwing fists at each other. The referee stepped in and tried to push the two apart only to have both men simultaneously shove him back to the mat for his troubles. From there, Atlas and Dixon broke off but started trading shots back and forth. The referee had dealt with enough from the two at this point and called for the bell. It didn’t stop the two from their match disintegrating into a violent brawl, at this point.

Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentlemen, referee Antonio Leone has ruled this match as a double disqualification!!

Seth Ernst: Good call by the referee, Miranda! These two have gotten out of hand!

Miranda Augustino: Holy shit, no kidding Seth! I don’t think this one’s over between these two!

The bell rang repeatedly, at this point, with the referee trying to regain some semblance of order. It wasn’t until more referees and ringside security were called in that the two were finally separated from each other as the camera cut away to a commercial break!

We cut backstage to find Captain Cosmo wandering around dressed as Sherlock Holmes with the trench coat and the hat with a magnifying glass in his hand that he’s looking through. He eventually looks into the camera and his eyes go wide as he lowers the magnifying glass from his eye.

Captain Cosmo: Ah yes! Hello Cosmonauts! Sherlock Cosmo here! And you have joined him during his investigation on how the Wrestling of the New Frontier and the Wrestling of Zion were able to invade each others shows!

The intergalactic visitor goes back to his investigation, looking through the magnifying glass. He suddenly stops in his tracks and points off camera as his jaw drops.

Captain Cosmo: Look! Doctor Jeff Watson?! Sherlock Cosmo believes he may have found a clue!

Cosmo makes his way over to whatever he’s found as Cameraman Jeff follows.

Cameraman Jeff: What is it, Cap?

The Captain shoots Cameraman Jeff a look.

Captain Cosmo: It’s Sherlock! Not Cap!

Cameraman Jeff: Sorry… what is it, Sherlock?

Captain Cosmo: It appears to be a container of some description!

Cosmo picks up the open container and gives it a quick sniff.

Captain Cosmo: It is a container of face paint! Perhaps the human responsible for helping to allow the invasions to happen wore face paint?!

The “dun dun duuun” dramatic sound effect plays as Cameraman Jeff quickly zooms in on the shocked expression on the Captain’s face. After a few awkward moments of silence, Cameraman Jeff zooms back out and Cosmo removes a bubble pipe from his coat pocket and begins to puff on it a few times.

Cameraman Jeff: You okay, Sherlock?

Cosmo quickly lifts his index finger up to his lips.

Captain Cosmo: Quiet! Sherlock Cosmo is thinking!

The Captain then begins to pace back and forth a little bit while he puffs away on his bubble pipe.

Captain Cosmo: Doctor Jeff Watson?! What evidence have we acquired in this case so far?!

Cameraman Jeff: Uhhh… that container of face paint is the only thing we’ve found… and we don’t even know for sure if that’s even evidence. It could literally have just been something one of the makeup artists left out or something.

Cosmo rolls his eyes and lets out an elongated sigh.

Captain Cosmo: What kind of person who does the wrestling puts on face paint anyway?! That’s just silly!

He throws up his arms in frustration.

Captain Cosmo: Well, Sherlock Cosmo and Doctor Jeff Watson seem to have hit an end that is dead with this investigation! Fare thee well, Cosmonauts!

Cosmo then awkwardly waves to the camera as we cut elsewhere.
The Socialites are walking down Michigan Avenue in what is called The Magnificent Mile.They have a security team along with two assistants who are holding shopping bags from Cartier, Burberry, Apple, Tiffany,Saks 5th Ave,Max Mara,Gucci,Chanel, and Louis Vuitton.

"Too Sexy" Tiffany Lynn Page: A new year and a brand new show for my sisters but as you can tell our standard of living hasn’t diminished. Despite that trashy tramp Malaya and her pesky little troll assistant of hers tried to embarrass us, how you tried to end us but you two heifers didn’t get the job done nor will you ever. You two have got the shit luck of coming over to Trauma in the draft, as well.

"Classy" Bianca Page: Being drafted to Trauma brings a fresh start because the possibilities are endless. Obviously the main objection is those NFW Trios championships. An objective that we will eventually conquer. Not only because we know we are superior to all the other teams and with each Trios team now on Trauma it will make it easier to remind all these teams who is the standard bearer. Who actually is the alpha of these groups of trios.

Vanessa Page: That’s right, B. But have you all seen the trash that is on the Trauma roster?

"Classy" Bianca Page: Unfortunately.

Vanessa Page: People like that perverted Trixie Decker, The Ringmaster….

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: (Rolling her eyes) Um yeah, ok Steve Austin.

Vanessa Page: Then there is Coda…

"Too Sexy" Tiffany Lynn Page: God damn, Coda!!! Are you just freaking everywhere? I sign with AGW and you follow me there. I signed with 1MW and you are there. Danielle and Vanessa sign with SRW and I agree to manage them there and then you follow us there. Now we are both on Trauma. Just go away!!!

Vanessa Page: Ok, Ok, we get it Tiff. Just take a deep breath and calm down.

Tiffany takes a deep breath.

"Too Sexy" Tiffany Lynn Page: I just hate her so much!!!

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: We know, Tiffany. You’ve made that clear for like the last year.

Vanessa Page: Can we move on?

"Too Sexy" Tiffany Lynn Page: Just continue.

Vanessa Page: To top it all off there are those self righteous holier than thou fakes Tricos…

"Too Sexy" Tiffany Lynn Page: How dare you put any reverence on their name?!?! Take it back!!

Vanessa Page: Alright, alright I take it back. It’s tricos.

Tiffany nods her head and smiles.

"Too Sexy" Tiffany Lynn Page: That’s better.

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: It was just our luck that our good friend, Hayley Halsey is now on Collision.

"Too Sexy" Tiffany Lynn Page: That’s my girl. As much as we would have loved to have been on the same show as Hayley. She’ll be NFW World Heavyweight Champion in no time over there on Collision.

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: But we have seen Casey Holliday finally smarten up and dumped those selfish hypocrites tricos. Girl, if you ever need anything you come find us and let us know. We got your back.

Vanessa Page: But rest assured we will be making the most of this move over to Trauma and we will get everything we can ever possibly want from NFW.
The scene comes up backstage with Kensaku Rodeezy twirling the mic in his hands. He seems pretty focused on the moment.

Kensaku Rodeezy: Yea. There we go. Look at that. All that, skill right there. What? Oh, shit.

Rodeezy straightens up a bit and makes himself appear a bit more professional.

Kensaku Rodeezy: What's up Trauma peeps, it's ya boy Rodeezy and we about to get the sleezey with two of the hottest pieces in NFW. Please welcome, "The Russian Gem" Kristi Yahontov and her boss, the "Geekette Extraordinaire" Cali-Kate.

Kate and Kristi step up and high five each other before turning to Rodeezy. He holds up for a high five himself which Kristi excitedly gives him. He turns to Kate who gives him a sideways glance. Rodeezy slowly lowers his hand and brings the mic up again.

Kensaku Rodeezy: Kate first off can you tell the world what the secret to those gravity defying boobs are?

Kate and Kristi both look at her chest then to each other. Kate pops a smirk and Kristi winks in acknowledgement.

Cali-Kate: It's a level 20 female only secret. Sorry, but it's not one we share.

Kristi Yahontov: The truth would melt any guy's brain anyway.

Kate nods and Kristi makes a motion of something pouring out of her ear. Rodeezy shudders a little and turns back to the girls.

Kensaku Rodeezy: Alright, fair, fair. So second is, you got to face Faye Brown, drama from last year and the Perseverance title?

Cali-Kate: Yes, that whole fucking ordeal. You know, it seems people can't be happy with a result and then can't figure out what to actually do to try to right their perceived slight. I gave her the chance and she backed away from it. And of course she only comes back after me when I'm at my absolute most pissed right fucking off!

Kate shakes her head as she snorts a long breath.

Cali-Kate: I'm coming back this year off losing my chance to reclaim said Perseverance title, you're welcome Hayley, by the way, I still haven't heard a fucking thank you for doing your job for you, so yea I'm seriously ready to throw hands with the first bitch that crosses me. That was Faye jn this cadr, who at least I did thank for letting go of the title. See how that works?

Kristi purses her lips as she pushes up and down on her tip toes. Kate shoots a smirk at Rodeezy.

Cali-Kate: Listen, I fucking get losing. I could pull a fucking Thanos and do the whole Infinity War opening monologue about losing. Faye decided to hold on to it for nearly a year. A fucking year. So after I beat her tonight, I don't hear another fucking word about stolen titles!

Kristi Yahontov: Look, all that matters is tonight is going to be a poor start for Faye. If she had just continued to cower in the corner, maybe she'd be okay. But the fact that she didn't is a little admirable.

Cali-Kate: It is but it's futile in the end.

Kristi Yahontov: But it isn't all bad. Think about it: Faye loses to the first Perseverance champion, again, and she could be put in a good position for the Genesis championship. So she can take the consolation prize here. The only one who is going to prove she was always a champion.

Kristi points to Kate and Kate points to herself. Rodeezy points at Kate with a convinced look.

Cali-Kate: Watch me. Game Start, bitch.

Kate walks off and Kristi moves to follow for a second but turns back with a smile to Rodeezy.

Kristi Yahontov: So Rodeezy, что вы знаете о женщине, кричащей по-русски, чтобы сделать ее мир больше?.

Rodeezy looks a bit confused as Kristi sways sexy-like a bit towards him, but Kate is quickly back and pulling Kristi away before the scene fades out.

Match #3/Singles Match

Kai Morgan vs. Cherry Addams

Addams and Morgan scale the ring around each other, before going for a Collar-And-Elbow Tie Up! Morgan gets the upper hand initially, getting Wristlock in on Addams! But she comes back from it, rolling forward to unwring her arm, before popping back up to wring Morgan’s! Addams pulls Morgan in, taking him back first to the mat with an STO! She goes for a pin off of it!


Kick out by Morgan! Addams gets back to her feet, but is quickly cut off by Morgan, who gets to his knees and sweeps her down to the mat by the ankle! He goes for the pin now!


Kick out by Addams! Morgan stays right on her however, trapping Addams in a Reverse Chinlock as she begins to sit up! The hold is cinched in tight, with Addams reaching for the ropes to no avail! She eventually shifts her weight to the side, catching Morgan off guard with a strike to the midsection! She pops him with a second, then a third one, finally relieving her of his grip! She keeps things going, grabbing Morgan by the wrist and going for an Irish Whip! Morgan hits the ropes, returning to a hunched over Addams and going for a Sunset Flip Powerbomb! He traps her for a pin, but Addams rolls out of it before the ref can hit the mat for the pin! She gets to her feet, looking for a Kick to the head of a now seated Morgan! But he ducks underneath it, catching Addams with an O’Connor Roll once she’s fully turned around!


Kick out by Addams! This does little to deter Morgan, however, who keeps a grip around the waist of Addams and gets her in position, before tossing her to the mat with a Snap German Suplex! Morgan sits up, thinking he’s scathed off Addams for now! But she rolls back to her feet, immediately drilling Morgan in the side of the head with a Kick! Morgan begins to recoil, staggering up to his feet, before Addams catches him in position for a Brainbuster! She goes for the lift, but Morgan slips her grip, landing behind her and getting a Waistlock applied! Morgan tries to lift Addams up for a Shoot Throw, but she quickly counters, catching Morgan with a Snapmare before trapping him in a Grounded Side Headlock! Morgan struggles now as Addams maintains a steady grip on him! This changes quickly however, as Morgan gets his legs up and brings Addams’ shoulders to the mat with the Headscissors!


Kick out by Addams, but Morgan isn’t done with her! He transitions her up to her feet, before getting her in position for Powerbomb! But as soon as he goes for the lift, Addams breaks out of it, nailing him with a set of stiff strikes to the top of the head until he sets her down on the mat! She proceeds to pick Morgan apart from there, catching him with a Thigh Kick! She follows up with a Back Elbow to Morgan’s skull before catching him with a Side Thrust Kick that sends him stumbling back into the corner! Addams capitalizes, running towards Morgan in the corner and nearly decapitating him with a European Uppercut! She runs back to the opposite corner, netting herself more speed and momentum when she catches Morgan with a second European Uppercut in the corner! This one wakes him up however, as he rushes Addams when she runs back to her corner, attempting to catch her with a European Uppercut of his own! Addams is too fast for him however, rolling out of the way to let Morgan hit the corner on his own before nailing him with that third European Uppercut! She keeps momentum on her side, hitting the adjacent ropes before driving a boot into Morgan’s skull with a Yakuza Kick! Morgan staggers out of the corner, allowing Addam’s to cap off her attack with a Brainbuster! She floats over for the pin!


Kick out by Morgan! Addams gets Morgan back to his feet, before sending a Kick to his midsection and going for an Axe Kick! But Morgan reverses, catching Addams just as she raises her foot in the air and hoisting her up on his shoulders for a Sit Out Powerbomb! He traps her for the pin!


Kick out by Addams! She rolls up to her feet, once again going for a Head to the side of Morgan’s head as he’s seated! He ducks underneath and goes for the O’Connor Roll again! This time, however, Morgan doesn’t even try to hide what it is he’s trying to do, transitioning straight into the German Suplex! Addams is prepared however, flipping out of the move, going for a Kick to Morgan’s head! Morgan is now more prepared however, ducking underneath a second Kick from Addams and throwing his legs back to catch her with a Victory Roll Pin!


Kick out by Addams! Morgan gets the high ground now, getting to his feet before Addams to hit her with a Kick to the midsection, before catching her with an Axe Kick and nailing her with a Discus Punch to hit FMWL!! The combo causes Addams to stagger back, seemingly about to fall through the ropes! This was a trap, however, with Addams hooking her arm on the top rope as she fell halfway out of the ring and pulling herself back in! She immediately gets the advantage over Morgan, catching him off guard with a Discus Lariat that levels him to the mat! She goes for the pin now!


Kick out by Morgan! Addams looks up in disappointment as the ref verifies the two-count! Morgan begins to roll out onto the apron! Addams follows him onto the apron, getting him to his feet before looking for a possible Brainbuster! Morgan reverses, however, desperately slamming fist after fist into her midsection to keep her away! Addams eventually relieves her grip on Morgan, giving him the opening to hook her arms, before taking her to the ring post and going for a Double Underhook Tornado DDT off the apron! But Addams escapes, leaving Morgan to hit the ground at ringside facefirst!!

HO-LY SHIT!

HO-LY SHIT!

HO-LY SHIT!

Morgan is hardly moving now, as Addams steps off the apron to go after him! She gets Morgan to his feet, before going for an Irish Whip into the ringpost! Morgan catches her off-guard however, sliding underneath the bottom rope and right past the ringpost, before grabbing the arm of an approaching Addams and pulling her headfirst into the steel! He takes his attack one step further, using the captured arm to pull her under the bottom rope herself and catching her on the side of the head with a Bicycle Knee as she gets pulled from the other side! Morgan throws Addams into the ring, going for the pin!


Kick out by Addams! Morgan is ready to finish things off, getting Addams to her feet, before positioning her for Morgan’s Law! He goes for the lift, before Addams escapes, landing behind Morgan and rolling him up with an O’Connor Roll Pin!


Morgan reverses it, going for an O’Connor Roll of his own!


Addams kicks out, but Morgan stays on her, keeping hold of one of her legs and trapping her in an Ankle Lock! Addams is in trouble now, trying her damnedest to reach the bottom rope before Morgan pulls her back into the center of the ring! Addams finally escapes, rolling forward in order to pull Morgan out and away from her! Morgan falls forward, seemingly about to fall through the ropes! But he adapts, hitting a Handspring against the ropes before going for a Back Elbow to Addams as she gets to her feet! Addams avoids it, however, getting a hold of Morgan’s arms and bringing him down to the mat for the Romero Special! She goes to transition into the Dragon Sleeper for Dying of the Light! But before she can get the hold in fully, Morgan slips one of his legs away, before folding himself up over Addams and bringing her shoulders to the mat to the pin!


Kick out by Addams! The two competitors get to their feet, before Addams quickly catches Morgan off guard with a Kick to the midsection! He’s hunched over now, leaving Addams an opening to hit the AXE KICK!! She isn’t finished however, catching Morgan before he hits the mat to hit him with the CORE BREACH!! LIGHTNING SPIRAL CONNECTS!! Addams with the pin!


Kick out by Morgan! Addams is ready to finish off Morgan now, getting him to his feet before hoisting him up in a Fireman’s Carry to hit the Circuit Breaker! But Morgan slips away, landing on his feet behind Addams’ back and pushing her into the ropes! She returns to Morgan, only to be nearly cut clean in half by a HADRON COLLIDER FROM MORGAN!! THE SPEAR CONNECTS!! Morgan goes for the pin!


Kick out by Addams! Morgan is finished with her, however, getting Addams to her feet and getting her in position once again, before dropping her to the mat with MORGAN’S LAW!! MORGAN GETS THE FINISHER ON ADDAMS!! He goes for the pin! This one’s over!


KICK OUT BY ADDAMS!! ADDAMS JUST KICKED OUT OF MORGAN’S FINISHER!! Morgan looks up to the referee in shock, almost losing his mind over the failed pin attempt! Meanwhile Addams begins to stir, prompting Morgan to go further to try and keep her down! He gets her in position, looking for the Second Sonnet! But Addams reverses, catching Morgan with a Back Body Drop to keep him away! He gets to his feet, just in time to see Addams going for a Spinning Heel Kick! He rolls forward to get out of the way however, before hitting the ropes and catching Addams as she approaches again with the SIX SHOOTER!! RUNNING, STANDING SHINING WIZARD HITS FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!! Morgan goes for the pin once more!


Thea Crawford Here is your winner…Kai! Morgan!

Morgan celebrates as Addams tries to get to her feet, he raises his finger gun gesture to the hard camera, before noticing that Addams is now up to her feet. He slides underneath the bottom rope and out of the ring, holding a finger up to Addams and advises her to stay put as he makes his way to the timekeeper's area! He returns to the ring now, sporting a fancy leather folder with the Zion Wrestling logo emblazoned across it. He offers it over to Addams along with a handshake, seemingly wanting to sign her to the rival promotion.

Seth Ernst: What the hell is he…?

Miranda Augustino: Yo, what the fuck is this shit?!

Seth Ernst: Kai Morgan’s…no… Is he seriously doing this here?!

Miranda Augustino: Oh you motherfucker!

Addams looks around, feigning a bit of surprise before eventually and very enthusiastically shaking hands with Morgan, taking the contract out of his hand. She looks over the deal on the papers he just gave her, before grabbing a pen out of a pocket of the folder, looking to sign her name. However, Addams laments that she does not have anything to sign it on. Morgan advises her to wait again, before pulling in referee Thurgood Jackson! He puts an arm around the official, seeming as though he’s about to give him instructions to grab a table for the two. This was only a set-up however, as Morgan immediately drove a knee into Jackson’s midsection, hunching him over! He brings the bent-over official to Addams, who plops the contract right down on the NFW logo printed on the back of his referee’s uniform and signs it against his back!

Miranda Augustino: Hey! He can’t nail a referee like that!

Seth Ernst: I don’t believe what I’m seeing, Mir!!! What the hell’s going on?!

Miranda Augustino: Is this bitch defecting?! She jumping ship?!

Seth Ernst: I mean, her contract here is still open but there’s gotta be an explanation for this!

Miranda Augustino: Yeah and I wanna fucking hear it!! What the fuck, Cherry!!

The two raise their hands together as we fade out.

The NFW logo clashes across the screen as the cameras take us out back of the arena by the dumpsters. Seated out beside them, in a steel chair sits the Undisputed Champion, Adrianna Salvatore. She’s still in her street clothes of black jeans ripped at the knees, boots and an All That Remains t-shirt under a denim sleeved leather jacket with the hood up over her head. She’s slouched back, lazily in the chair yet the Undisputed Title rests proudly over her right shoulder. Her eyes aren’t even looking at the camera. Instead, they’re staring up at the sky above her. She sighs softly, with a faint smirk playing across her lips.

Adrianna Salvatore: I thought my first speech as the NFW Undisputed Champion would be different. A completely different setting. Perhaps out in the middle of the ring, addressing the people of this city. The unstoppable force that single handedly defeated eight out of ten opponents, lost only to one and came to a draw with another, in order to score the opportunity of challenging for this.

She reaches up, slapping the center plate of her title as her eyes drop from the sky to look at the camera now.

Adrianna Salvatore: As the one who stood on the frontlines against the Morning Star and defended that opportunity from the clutches of the Fallen One’s chosen. The one who went on, still licking battle wounds to put in all or nothing against a beast that most thought could not be brought down, to put down that beast and seal my position at the top.

One corner of her mouth lifts up into a tiny smirk as her eyes gleam with a cold, devilish amusement.

Adrianna Salvatore: However, that’s not enough for the self righteous, high and mighty hypocrites that call themselves Team TRIOCS. The one that fancies himself a “Genius”. A “Peacemaker.”

She snorts, turns her head to the side and spits as if to get a bad taste out of her mouth before shaking her head ever so slightly at the camera.

Adrianna Salvatore: Xander…Xander… Xander, Xander, Xander. You confuse the entire lot of the locker room here. You harp on and praise this very company. Say how New Frontier Wrestling is the greatest wrestling promotion in the world. How Zion Wrestling is merely the ugly stepsister that will never persevere in what’s looking to be a brewing war. But then…

Adrianna leans forward in the chair she’s sitting in. She reaches up and scratches her temple with her index finger, feigning confusion on her face as she squints at the camera and shrugs.

Adrianna Salvatore: Then you go on to say how the top champion of this brand has done nothing. One of the foundations of this company - one of the only remaining original pillars - is nothing in the ring. You harp and preach that and you like to end your tweets with hashtags like you’re Angel fucking Kash.

Adrianna lifts one hand and motions as if a marquis is flashing over her head.

Adrianna Salvatore: Hashtag Enemy. Hashtag Truth. Hashtag Facts.

She drops her hand, pauses and chuckles dismissively.

Adrianna Salvatore: So…here I am, then. You must be right, if you added a hashtag to it. You must be correct if you’re the “Genius” you proclaim yourself to be. So here I sit. Adrianna Salvatore. Longest reigning United States Champion. Second longest reigning World Women’s Champion. Winner of the fourth annual Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament. Current reigning and defending Undisputed Champion. Yet, in the eyes of Xander Fillmore…an utter joke of a competitor.

She sits back in her chair, smirking and snickering at the very notion of this.

Adrianna Salvatore: I want each and every one of you watching this to pay very…very close attention. I want all of the men and women in New Frontier Wrestling as a whole to pay attention! If an “absolute joke” of a competitor can make it to the top…what does that say about some of the names here that I’ve beaten?

She starts counting them off on her fingers with her left hand..

Adrianna Salvatore: Sela-Rica Lark. Cali-Kate. Trixie Decker. Anton Crowley…and FM Young.

She lowers her hand and leans forward in her seat again, smiling wider. Deviously. Sowing the seeds.

Adrianna Salvatore: Let that stew in your head, Tiger. If one of your own colleagues thinks you lost this championship to a fucking joke of a wrestler…? Then what exactly does that say about his opinion of you? Ask him. Listen to what he has to say. Listen to him stumble over his words as he tries to backpedal and come up with excuses. He’ll probably try to say I defeated you because you wrestled a match the night before but he’ll try to ignore the fact that…so did I. I walked into Wrestle War 18, night 2, and defeated a member of TRIOCS with one fucking arm. Ask him that, Tiger. Then, when he’s finished trying to come up with excuse after excuse? Send him to the ring.

Adrianna stands to her feet and adjusts the championship on her shoulder. She looks down at her and grins, then looks down at the camera again.

Adrianna Salvatore: Armageddon awaits him.

The shot fades to black as Adrianna turns and steps offscreen.
The view shifts to one half of the Blazenwing Tag Team Champions, Logan Bailey. The look across his face is one of pure despondence as he sits with a hand to his cheek at a 3/4th shot. Panning out, the view reveals Bailey in garb representing the University of Georgia, from neck to toe.


It also reveals the #1 contender to the United States Championship, Faye Brown, stretching and warming up ahead of her match, in blue and red colors that match her Buffalo Bills. Brown is visibly in a better mood than Bailey.

Faye Brown: "I finally get the chance to shut Cali-Kate the fuck up about all that Perseverance Title crap from last year. Feels good, man. Feels damn good."

Logan Bailey: "Georgia won a national championship..."

Faye Brown: "It's high time someone proved that she was a fluke of a Perseverance Champion through and through. You and I both know that I came down with the thing in the first place at the last March Mayhem."

Logan Bailey: "It had been forty-one years since they got one. Forty-one, longer than I'd been alive. And now they have one."

The Resident Rockhouse squints a bit to The currently less-than-Animated Maniac.

Faye Brown: "Even bet--uh, yo, you even listenin'?"

Logan Bailey: "No, I hear you, just... fuuuuuuck Georgia."

Bailey's head sinks down so his fingers cover his eye before he jerks it around a little out of tepid frustration.

Logan Bailey: "Why do I have to wear this stuff, again?"

Faye Brown: "Because you, sir, lost a bet. For one week, you're stuck in that save for showering."

Logan Bailey: "I thought you meant in private!"

Faye Brown: "Nope! And honestly? You were due after Bucky, after the Syracuse games we bet on... either I lost my wagers or the circumstances changed to where you got lucky and didn't have to do shit time and time again. But finally, I got one-up on you. And it makes up for all the stuff you fucked with me for. It's kind of like a metaphor for tonight, don't you think?"

Logan Bailey: "All I can think is how I'm bringing shame and disgrace to my fellow Ramblin' Wreck alumni. Like... I am so not here for your pointless argument fight with Kate. That title stopped being your problem once Mevy cost you it before she destroyed our apartment... and especially once Griffin won it. Which was five months ago."

The Scrap-Iron Scarecrow shakes her head at her husband before sitting down with him in a second folding chair, placing an arm around his shoulders.

Faye Brown: "Logan... like I said, the title isn't the point. I know I'm not winning that now without going to Collision. My point is I got fucked over twice. Save for one Undisputed Title match, I've been fucked out of every title or title match I've had up till now."

Brown's smooth and quiet tone hardens just a hair.

Faye Brown: "That and I'm just absolutely sick of people constantly treating what I do against them as a complete afterthought, like the universe revolves around only them and only their accomplishments alone without regard for the path they ended up taking. That's why I'm doing what I'm doing in Zion, that's why I'm doing this match now. To me? Angel Kash and Cali-Kate are basically the same person. The only difference is that at least Angel Kash has gold at the end of the shit-storm. Otherwise, they're both vapid, fake-ass, blonde bimbos who no one would give the time of day if they weren't physically attractive or emotionally manipulative."

Logan Bailey: "Emotionally manipulative, there you go again with that phrase... look, I've told you before, you don't know Kate like I do."

Faye Brown: "I've seen enough to know you're better off without her in your life."

The BWF Tag Team Champion shakes his own head no to Faye, placing his hands onto the table as if to say "you're done."

Logan Bailey: "No, no-no, you know what it really is, Faye? Nate Dixon must-a got to you last month with the "whiny wanker" comment. Because since then, except for with me, you've gotten a lot more aggressive. You've been a lot more easily agitated since then, sometimes by my antics even thought you know I don't mean anything by them. Like Bucky. You wanted him to literally explode when Helena tweeted "'Splodeybun." When before, you'd have just kinda laughed all that off. No offense, but you're kind of relapsing to how you've told me you were on the streets of Brooklyn."

For once, there's no answer from Brown, as she seems to back down just a little. Bailey sighs before continuing.

Logan Bailey: "Look, I understand the need to prove yourself even after all the trials and tribulations we've dealt with since getting here. I know how hard you've worked this whole year better than anyone else on this planet. Hell, that's part of why I married you, is because you're a go-getter who doesn't stand for anyone else's bullshit. And you're a former world champion for it. But you can't just punch your way through a problem then pretend it's solved because you punched it hard enough. Even if someone's clearly wrong about something, you're not going to convince them otherwise by just saying they're wrong or by beating them to a bloody pulp."

Bailey points to his head a couple times.

Logan Bailey: "It's all about mindset, and being willing to listen to the other side even if the other side seems completely delusional to you. Yeah, I could tell my sister she's wrong about the COVID vaccine being bullshit, I could bring up facts about it and whatnot from trusted sources, but none of that would even try to convince her that my side is correct because she's already in the mindset of "the vaccine is bullshit and anything or anyone supporting the vaccine isn't worth the dirt on my shoes."

The Animated Maniac shrugs to his wife.

Logan Bailey: "And that's my own sister I'm talking about, my own flesh and blood. She came into my mother's house and told me that to my face before we discussed mom's will. I wanted to scream my head off at her, about how she was hitting all the anti-vax classics, how all of them had been disproven in some form or fashion..."

Bailey shakes his head as he recalls this incident before taking a breath and looking to Faye.

Logan Bailey: "...but I didn't do that. Because that wasn't the point of the visit, and I didn't wanna burn my bridge because politics like that splits up families nowadays, and I ain't got much family left. I wanted to keep favor with those I love. Or take your "emotionally manipulative" comment. I've seen Kate talk to people she cares about, and she genuinely likes them. Hell, her and I haven't been close since 2019, but we were once. In my eyes, nothing's really changed between us besides the fact that we don't have the connection we once did."

Logan nods his head to the left a little.

Logan Bailey: "I've come out of my shell since. She's won a couple titles since. We just... kinda decided what little we had wasn't worth pursuing further and moved on with our lives. Why do you think she only snapped at you and not me when we were both a part of that Twitter argument that restarted this thing? Because even through all of this? I can't bring myself to hate her and I think it's mutual, even if I'm on your side because WE'RE the married couple. Even my California Katelyn comment, that didn't draw anything my way, and I was trying to get anything I could at that point."

Logan puts a couple fingers to the table in front of the couple.

Logan Bailey: "You're not gonna prove anything by going into this match trying to prove Kate wrong about her reign with the Perseverance Title. You're already on the back-foot, because now she's pissed that you're questioning a reign that very clearly happened. Instead, just use this match to do better than a former Undisputed Champion."

Bailey places his arm on Brown's shoulders.

Logan Bailey: "Kate wasn't the issue in the first place. You already took care of the issues that kept you away from the Perseverance Title, and you're in the process of doing that in Zion for their top title. Because you do better like that. Just... after tonight ends, regardless of how it goes? Forget about Kate. If she pops up talking about her Perseverance Title reign, don't bother unless she specifically brings you up. In which case, hopefully you'll say "maybe, but we know I can beat you." Because you did better out there so that you could do better..."

The BWF Tag Team Champion points to his wife's head.

Logan Bailey: "...in there."

Faye nods to Logan, pursing her lips and exhaling with a bit of an edge.

Faye Brown: "So keep doing better. And you think I'll get to the top over everyone else for it."

Logan Bailey: "I don't think that, I know that."

A smirk creeps around Faye's black lips.

Faye Brown: "I like that. And you're right... that is the plan."

With that, to the tune of "Drunken Sailor," Bailey and Brown rise up and walk out of the frame arm in arm as the view fades to the ring.

Match #4/Singles Match

Faye Brown vs. Cali-Kate

Faye and Kate meet each other in the middle of the ring and go for a traditional collar and elbow tie-up. Kate overpowers Faye and takes her to the near corner. Faye tries to stop short of the turnbuckles and Kate turns into a hip toss that throws Faye halfway across the ring. Faye lands hard and Kate runs over for an elbow strike to the back of the head. Faye goes down and Kate covers.

Faye kicks out.

Kate mounts Faye and starts to pound away at her. Faye wriggles free and jumps into a victory roll.

Kate kicks out.

As the two start to tand, Kate gets Faye in a backslide.

Faye kicks out.

Faye runs away across the ring, rebounds off and comes back, looking for the Killshot. Kate catches her and spins into a sitout powerbomb, holding for the cover.

Faye kicks out.

Kate hits the Geek Chic Kick and then gets That Bass after Faye falls into the corner. Kate pulls her out of the coner and hits a ddt before going for the cover.

Faye kicks out.

Kate pulls Faye up and eats an arm wrench Pele kick. Kate goes down to one knee and Faye hits a shining wizard. Kate goes down and Faye covers.

Kate kicks out.

Kate kicks Faye as they get to their feet and goes for the Comic-Kaze. Faye reverses in midair into an inside cradle.

Seth Ernst: Well what a first show of the new year we’ve had so far, Miranda.

Miranda Augustino: And we still have plenty of action left.

Suddenly “Unbreakable” by Kingdom Collapse blasts out of the PA system and the United States Champion, “Unbreakable” Stacy Jones bursts onto the stage dressed in a pair of black boots, a pair of skin tight black leather pants, a black Nightwish “Endless Forms Most Beautiful” T-shirt and her black custom leather “Unbreakable” jacket with her United States championship fastened around her waist as she begins to make her way down the ramp, slapping the fans hands on the way.

Seth Ernst: It appears we’re going to hear from our US Champion! She successfully defended her title at WrestleWar in a very hard-hitting affair with Risa Jackson and Minoru Tanahashi so it’ll be interesting what she has to say here tonight.

Miranda Augustino: It certainly was one Hell of a match.

Once Jones reaches the ring, she makes her way up the steel steps and climbs through the ropes before calling for a microphone and is handed one as “Unbreakable” fades out.

Stacy Jones: WrestleWar was one of the biggest nights of my life… certainly the biggest night of my career here in NFW. I walked into Japan’s most famous arena… the Tokyo Dome… and I was up against two of the toughest Japanese wrestlers on the planet today in Risa Jackson… and Minoru Tanahashi.

The fans cheer.

Stacy Jones: Now. I may have defeated two of the best to ever lace up a pair of boots at the same time at NFW’s biggest Pay-Per-View inside Japan’s most famous arena… but this is just the beginning. After I defeated Anaquin Adams to win this…

The Unbreakable One unfastens her title and lifts it up, showing it off to the hard camera.

Stacy Jones: After I won this… I made a promise that I would work my ass off to become the best United States Champion to have ever held this prestigious championship. And I have some huge shoes to fill because the three champions before me are some of the greatest talents to ever step foot into a wrestling ring.

Jones places her championship over her shoulder and paces a little.

Stacy Jones: Now I know that I have a date at March Madness with Faye Brown where I’ll be defending this title against her. But I want to make sure that I’m ready for her… I wanna make sure that I well and truly deserve to be the United States Champion come March Madness… and so that’s why before coming out here, I had a brief chat with Ms Santiago. I pitched an idea to her, and she not only liked it, but she also agreed to it.

The fans remain quiet, anticipating what the champion’s idea is going to be.

Stacy Jones: So starting next week at Trauma episode fifty eight… I shall be starting the Stacy Jones US Open Challenge!

Jones then motions to the titantron as a graphic appears on it as the fans cheer wildly.

Seth Ernst: Oh wow! This is huge! What an announcement from our US Champion!

Miranda Augustino: This is certainly gonna make things interesting.

The Unbreakable One nods and smiles.

Stacy Jones: That’s right! It doesn’t matter to me if you’ve been here since the beginning or whether you’ve only just debuted here! From now on… until I lose this championship… every single episode of Trauma will see me putting my title on the line. You can either request to answer my challenge via Twitter, which will be first come first serve… or you can simply just wait in the shadows and surprise me and the fans when I’m already out here. It’s completely up to you. I’ll be looking forward to seeing who will step up, and good luck.

Jones then hands the microphone back to the ring announcer and “Unbreakable” blasts out of the PA system and she leaves the ring and makes her way up the ramp.

Seth Ernst: Well this just makes things very interesting, Miranda. I wonder who Stacy’s first challenger will be? And with this announcement, will Stacy even still be the US Champion by the time March Madness comes along?

Miranda Augustino: I guess only time will tell, Seth. Stacy Jones wants to prove herself and become the greatest US Champion in NFW history… doing this could definitely solidify that.

The Unbreakable One then reaches the stage and disappears through the curtain as we cut elsewhere.
Trauma cuts backstage to the locker room where a beaming Casey Holliday is standing by. She’s definitely in the brightest mood that she’s been in since the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament coming off of her huge victory against Ryleigh Ruin. She’s got that old swagger and confidence back as she expresses her thoughts.

Casey Holliday: I hate to say that I told you so and I hate to gloat but… oh FUCK IT! I’m gloating ALL the way to the fucking bank! Tonight, I PERFECTLY JUSTIFIED my decision to leave TRIOCS. Despite the sad, pitiful, horrible attempts of certain individuals to dismiss me as ‘irrelevant’ and uninteresting and saying that I would be such without them, it didn’t matter in the end because I fucking won tonight! Ryleigh Ruin LOST to someone that they dismissed as ‘irrelevant’ so what the hell does that make her then? Hmm? I’m going to keep it simple here. I left because their values didn’t align with mine especially after that whole HAYLEY incident that happened. I didn't belong with that group and I never shook the feeling that I could be better than where I was. I know what their true colors are now and I definitely do not regret leaving that group. Dismissing me was the worst mistake that they could’ve made because what that did was light a fire under my ass that MADE ME REALLY want to win this match. Yeah, it was a match that I had to win. The kicker here is that Ryleigh wanted this to be one match so that she and everyone else can move on.

OOPS!

How’s THAT for backfiring? I warned her that I wasn’t Hayley, that I wasn’t going to run away and that I wasn’t going to back down whatsoever. She didn’t listen. This loss tonight is her own fault. THAT is what being a supercilious, self-absorbed, self-righteous, two-faced hypocritical, overrated SEE YOU NEXT TUESDAY gets you! I got my launching pad victory here in NFW against the anchor that had weighed me down after the tournament. I made a HUGE mistake joining them and I fell out of the spotlight and wasted my momentum from the tournament. Unlike certain people, I OWN my mistakes and I will never deny that I should’ve never joined them. But tonight? I CORRECTED that mistake and I get to move forward to a BRIGHTER future…

Casey takes a pause for a moment, maintaining the smile on her face. She’s really looking like she’s feeling free from a burden that was weighing her down.

Casey Holliday: … a FUTURE that I will NEVER be denied again! I PROVED in that tournament that I was ALWAYS better than what I have shown lately whether I was making certain bad decisions that stalled my progress here or whether I was on the pre-show of WrestleWar which frustrated me so damn much. TONIGHT marks the beginning of my real rise here. I’m not going to come out here and make promises or guarantees. I’m not going to promise that I am going to be a world champion in NFW, but I DID call my shot tonight and I DID go out and do what I have to do! TONIGHT was a STEPPING STONE VICTORY toward bigger and better things. I can FOCUS on those bigger and better things that I know I have always been destined for. If any one of you out there want to slow me down, stop me and tell me that I ain’t worth SHIT, then I’m going to make you EAT those fucking words because contrary to what certain people said, I AM RELEVANT! I AM INTERESTING! I AM IMPORTANT! This isn’t 2021 anymore where I was going through the greatest struggles of my career. It’s a NEW YEAR where I KNOW I am going to attain my greatest success yet. I am DONE focusing on yesterday. I am THROUGH being a victim of 2021. I am THROUGH with allowing other people to talk down to me like I’m some fucking pushover! Well, Casey Heather Holliday PROVED at WrestleWar that she wasn’t in NFW to be a clown or just another wrestler on the roster! Casey Heather Holliday PROVED TONIGHT that she IS on her way to a brighter tomorrow! This is the year where I am DONE giving a FUCK about what anyone says about me. You want to say something to me? You want to put me down? You want to bury me into the ground? You want to say some empty, vapid bullshit that is only true in your own mind? FUCKING TRY ME! But know that the moment that you do, I am going to get you in that fucking ring and I am going to shut you the FUCK UP!

Don’t fucking believe me?

Just ask Ryleigh RUINED!

HATERS! GONNA! FUCKING HATE!

Casey is surely feeling fired up as she exits the locker room and the scene fades to black.

Match #5/Tag Team Match

Bene Elohim vs. La Siervientas de Yum Kimil

The bell sounds and Lady Death and Remiel start things off for their teams. It doesn’t take long for Lady Death to charge right at Remiel and drive her into a neutral corner. She delivers a few shoulder tackles before she pulls Remiel out and delivers a hair pull facebuster right into the mat. She flips Remiel over and goes for a cover, but only manages a one count. Lady Death picks Remiel up and sends her into the corner as she grabs the attention of the referee. As she does, Profita hops up onto the apron and her and Santa Muerta begin to choke Remiel as Amy Connors stands in their corner and laughs wickedly. Finally, Lady Death walks over and tags Santa Muerta in. Lady Death snapmares Remiel out of the corner as Santa Muerta climbs to the top rope and delivers a corkscrew forearm right to the back of Remiel’s head. She goes for a cover, but once again, Remiel kicks out at two. Santa Muerte goes to hit the ropes, but as she does, Sariel reaches out and trips Santa Muerta up as she hits the mat face first. Remiel hits the ropes now as Hananiel tags herself in. Remiel delivers a leg drop as Hananiel comes in and delivers a senton right to the small of the back of Santa Muerte. She flips the woman around goes for a cover, but only manages a one count.

Hananiel picks Santa Muerta up and she sends her into the ropes. Santa Muerte rebounds off the ropes and runs right into a roundhouse kick that drops her. Amy Connors reaches in though and pulls Santa Muerta out of the ring as the four of them all regroup on the outside for a moment. As they do though, Remiel climbs up to the top rope and launches herself with a crossbody that takes Profita, Santa Muerte, and Lady Death off their feet as Amy runs out of the way. Remiel picks Santa Muerte back up and rolls her into the ring where Hananiel picks Santa Muerta up and delivers B'yadai Elohim to her and goes for the cover, but as she does, Amy Connors climbs up to the apron and grabs the attention of the referee. As he’s distracted, Lady Death comes in and picks up Hananiel and goes for Inevitable End, but Remiel is there and delivers B'yadai Elohim to her as Sariel moves around the ring and pulls Amy off the apron and delivers a spin kick that sends Amy down in a heap on the floor. As the ref turns back around, Remiel and Hananiel deliver The Revelator to Santa Muerte and Hananiel goes for the cover and picks up the win.

The scene opens backstage where the interviews are usually held. No interviewer is present, who is Donovan Cunningham. The fans boos immediately. He doesn’t allow their jeering to get to him one bit. He points to himself.

Donovan Cunningham: “Allow me to reintroduce myself. My name is Donovan Cunningham. The ladies can call me D-Fucking-Cunn. And I am the advocate, representation, not a mouthpiece by the way cause Alexandra has plenty of mouth to carry herself. Consider me the business liaison for your brand spanking new GENESIS Champion.

“Some would find it strange that your champion is not even slotted to compete tonight. The Perseverance Champion defended what belonged to her. If Luthor is perfectly fine force feeding the Hayley-Griff content down your throat so be it. Alexandra doesn’t need to sully the GENESIS Championship with the level of nonsense attached to the Perseverance. We all know the real Queen of Perseverance is Kate. Then. Now. Forever.”

Donovan smirks for the camera.

Donovan Cunningham: “Back to the reason why I am gracing you with my presence. Alexandra didn’t feel it was important enough to show her face on camera for a program that decided not to feature her. I have been tasked to deliver a message to the fans as well as Isabella Santigago.

Ms. Santiago, you made the right choice bringing the GENESIS Championship over to the blue brand. Alex is excited for the opportunity to help make you and this brand money. In order to do that, we believe we have the perfect action plan in which to do so. We want to elevate the GENESIS Championship to the next level. A level no other champion in history was able to do. Sure, we had a wannabe Ice Queen hold the championship previously. We had the former champion, who lets face it, couldn’t draw a dime....

Donovan chuckles as this draws heat from the crowd.

Donovan Cunningham: Alexandra will draw more money than any other GENESIS Champion in history. Lets redefine the terms of the championship. Alexandra is a prize fighter, she will only defend the GENESIS Championship in the main event of Trauma, IF there is no main event money in it for Alexandra, she will not defend the championship, furthermore, Alexandra will ONLY defend the GENESIS Championship against challengers approved only by me. Some of the Tom Dicks and Harrys who have been given championship matches in the past couldn’t draw a dime. No longer will this be the Charity Case Championship, we won’t allow the value of the GENESIS Championship to be devalued.

He wags his finger.

Donovan Cunningham: Ms. Santiago, you will be forwarded the terms of our arrangement. I hope being the smart business woman you are, accept our conditions. We want to ensure that all parties involved benefit from Alexandra being the best goddamn thing that came from the draft. Have a good day.”

The crowd doesn’t appreciate what he has to say. Donovan clears his throat. He walks off as the scene fades to black.
Backstage, we see Malaya Diyosa excited for her future on Trauma, as she and Cassie Mason were set to speak about their arrival.

Cassie Mason "Hello, and it's good to have a change of scenery! I'm Cassie Mason, and with me is Malaya Diyosa, the newest star on the Trauma roster, and she's ready to explode on the scene."

Malaya Diyosa "That's right, Cassie! I'm looking forward to blazing my own path on a new show and with a new roster."

Cassie Mason "And I'm here with you every step of the way…"

She said, as sarcastic clapping was heard in the distance, as we see Cappadonna and Nari Chang of the Satsujin Triad emerging from the shadows.

Cappadonna "Aw, shit! You still let the white she-devil lead you along on her leash!"

Malaya Diyosa "What are you two doing here? This ended at WWR."

Cappadonna "Nah, bitch. You just revealed yourself for the snake and race traitor that you are.”

Nari Chang "당신과 그 금발 정자는 약합니다."

Nari said in her native language, saying things about Cassie that surely wouldn't make it through the censors in English.

Malaya Diyosa "You both are hypocrites to the cause we stood for. Trying to fight me to benefit Zion?

Cappadonna"Zion?! Nah, this ass beating is personal.”

Cappadonna said, before brandishing her signature nunchaku, and giving a brief flourish, before Malaya was blindsided by a blonde, tattooed Japanese woman, who hits her in the back of the head with a kendo stick, as Cappadonna and Nari would attack Cassie, as the Triad's new leader focused on beating up the previous one.

Hayumi Yamamoto "You never truly believed in the cause, Malaya. You deserve this and much more."

Hayumi proclaimed, before giving a firm stomp at Malaya's head, knocking her out cold, as the Triad left the scene.

Main Event/Undisputed Championship Match

Xander Fillmore vs. Adrianna Salvatore ©

Adrianna and Xander come out, Xander in an MMA stance while Adrianna seemingly just invites him in. Xander runs for a flying knee and Adrianna catches him, looking to throw him or a suplex. Xander hooks her head and swings into a DDT. Adrianna bounces up and Xander hits a wicked knee to the seated champion. Adrianna goes down and rolls out to the floor almost absently. Xander follows her out and grabs her, running her into the ring post. Adrianna falls beside it and Xander mounts, delivering some punishing ground and pound. Adrianna shoves him off and goes to get up. Xander starts up and Adrianna gives him a lariat that bounces him back and neck first off the post. Adrianna rolls back into the ring and Xander pulls himself up to follow her. Adrianna clotheslines him over the top to the floor again. Xander lands hard and rolls over to the barricade. Adrianna steps out and goes to give him a double ax handle off the apron. Xander moves and Adrianna bounces face first off the barricade. Xander grabs a cord by the barricade and starts to choke Adrianna with it. Adriana gets a thumb to his eye and Xander releases his grip. The bloodied champion grabs Xander and runs him face first into the post again, making sure he is as bloody as she is. Adrianna dumps him back into the ring and follows, covering him.

Xander kicks out.

Adrianna pulls Xander up and gets inside cradled.

Adranna kicks out.

Xander starts for more ground and pound and Adrianna tries to block. Xander pounds his way through and rolls into a side cradle.

Adrianna kicks out.

Xander goes for an O’Connor roll against the ropes. Adrianna kicks out and low blows him in the process. Xander falls to the mat and Adrianna covers.

Xander gets a shoulder up.

He goes for a blatant chokehold and Adriana chokes him back. The crowd cheers them on until they both let go simultaneously. Xander punches Adrianna. Adrianna punches her back. They trade shots, Xander, Adrianna, Xander, Adrianna, blood and sweat flying with each new impact. Xander jumps into a knee strike and Adrianna goes down. Xander overs.

Adrianna kicks out.

Xander goes for a Fujiwara armbar but Adrianna reverses into the Lament Configuration. Xander grimaces in pain as Adrianna pulls back on it with all her might. Xander tries to hold on but is forced to tap.


Thea Crawford: Here is your winner, by submission AAAAAND STILL…NEW FRONTIER WR—

Seth Ernst: HEY, WAIT A MINUTE!!! WAIT A MINUTE!!!

Miranda Augustino: WHAT THE FUCK?!

Just as the bell is called for, two individuals from the crowd hit the ring and attack both Adrianna and Xander!

Seth Ernst: Who the hell?! What’s going on?!

Miranda Augustino: Is that–?!

Seth Ernst: Mir, that’s Chris Matthews and Daria Dorsey!

Matthews and Dorsey proceed to put a beatdown on the exhausted champion before Xander Fillmore gets to his feet, sees the attack unfolding and moves in to try and intervene. Suddenly, he’s spun around by a third individual - a woman with a sinister grin on her face as she goads Fillmore to come at her. He cocks back for a punch and swings but she jukes out of the way, leaving the opening for a fourth individual - one that NFW fans may recognize - to just WHALLOP Xander over the head with a steel chair, sending him down to the mat.

Miranda Augustino: AYYYE CABRON!!!

Seth Ernst: THAT’S MAI BLACKMAN AND ZACHARY PORTER!!!

Porter and Blackman high five and Blackman moves in to join Dorsey and Matthews in attacking the Undisputed Champion while Porter kneels over Xander and starts raining shots across his forehead, adding insult to an already open cut caused by the chair shot. The numbers quickly overwhelm the two competitors and the Zion attack force viciously put the boots to both NFW wrestlers. They all drop down and start pounding away, making sure the message is received.

Miranda Augustino: HIJO DE PUTA!! THAT’S ZION!!! ZION WRESTLING’S HERE!!!

Seth Ernst: What the hell are they doing here?!

Miranda Augustino: We need someone out here now!!

Seth Ernst: Speak of the devil!

As the four on two assault continues, the crowd goes into an uproarious pop as Cali-Kate and Kristi Yahontov come rushing out of the tunnel and sprinting down to the ring. Kate and Kristi slide into the ring and go right at the Zion four. The pair start throwing absolute bombs on Chris Matthews and Zachary Porter, fending them off of their company cohorts, until Blackmand and Dorsey step away from FIllmore and Salvatore to help Matthews and Porter. Once again, it turns into a four on two attack with Kate and Kristi outnumbered but still fighting back to the best of their ability.

Seth Ernst: They came to the rescue but the numbers game is just too strong! The challenger and the champion are down! They’re in no position to keep fighting!

Miranda Augustino: Hey yo, whoa whoa whoa!! Here comes more!

There’s another pop of relief from the NFW audience as TRIOCS members Ryleigh Ruin and FM Young come sprinting out from backstage and hit the ring to jump into the fray. Now it’s one on one at four different sides of the ring. Ruin vs Porter! Young vs Blackman! Yahontov vs Matthews! Kate vs Dorsey! The brawls all spill out onto the ringside floor as arena security attempt to flood in and pull everyone apart but it’s not very effective as the eight wrestlers keep going at each other with no reservation as the credits start to roll.

Seth Ernst: We’re out of time here, ladies and gentlemen! We’ll keep you posted on how this unfolds!!

Miranda Augustino: Get these motherfuckers outta here!!

Seth Ernst: It’s gonna take more security! Good night, everyone!