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NFW Presents: MARCH MAYHEM III! 03/26/2022! Mar 26, 2022 11:00:43 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Mar 26, 2022 11:00:43 GMT -8

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Pre-Show Match

Madoka Kawada: The following match is a Stairway to Heaven match, and it is for the Splat Multiuniversal Championship! Wrestlers will follow traditional ladder match rules with one major exception. You may only climb the ladder if you have the most recent pinfall or submission. There are no countouts, no disqualifications and the referee may stop the match if they feel a competitor can no longer continue. The winner is the person who legally climbs the ladder and retrieves the Multiuniversal Championship. Introducing first, the challenger.

Rainbow colored lights swirl around the arena in time with the rhythm of “FANCY” as similarly colored pyro erupts along the front of the stage. As the pyro dies down, we see Risa Jackson standing there, one hand pointed at the sky, the other holding a peace sign up next to her face.

Madoka Kawada: She is NFW’s contender for the Multiuniversal Champion. This is the “Cosmic Swan” Risa Jackson!!!

Risa smiles brightly and makes her way to the ring, high fiving fans as she goes. She does a full circuit of the ring, by the multitude of ladders stationed around the ringside area, before sliding in under the bottom rope. In the center of the ring, she spins three times before throwing her hand up to the sky again, and rainbow-colored pyro fires from all four ring posts before she backs into her corner. She glances up at the championship hanging high over the ring and awaits the start of the match.

Madoka Kawada: And her opponent…

The lights fade to blood red, and the screen comes to life with heavy static, showing a silhouette of a woman standing in a barren warehouse, smoking a cigarette. The rumble of thunder gives way to the driving rock beat of “You Make Me Sick” and that sedate image melts away as though doused in acid.

Madoka Kawada: She is the current reigning and defending Splat Multiuniversal Champion. This is Kitty Dark!

The scenes flow between shots of Kitty’s life outside the ring, to match footage revealing a dark-haired woman beating the holy hell out of both men and women. The veteran herself steps out at the top of the ramp alone, bouncing on the balls of her feet as she rolls her shoulders, getting ready for battle. She strides purposefully towards the ring, pausing every few feet to glare haughtily at the fans that have the audacity to reach out to touch her. She climbs one of those ringside ladders and strikes a pose for a moment before hopping down to the floor. While the crowd showers her with hatred, she slides under the bottom rope and does a very cat-like yoga stretch. She seems utterly oblivious, although there’s definite malice in her eyes as she pulls her hair back into a messy ponytail, securing it with a plain black elastic band, all the while, she eyes her championship hanging high in the air.

Skylar Rayner: Welcome to NFW’s March Mayhem! You have not turned on the wrong wrestling show. We are kicking things off with a Stairway to Heaven match for the Splat Multiuniversal Championship. We will get you back to your typical NFW announce team right after this match. I’m Skylar Rayner and joining me as usual, Jazmin Davis.

Jazmin Davis: Thank you! And we are super excited to be here for March Mayhem. We have plenty of action set for you tonight, and we’re going to kick it off with a historic match between current champion Kitty Dark and her challenger tonight, Risa Jackson. If Kitty Dark wins this match, she will bump ahead of Sierra Silver as the move successful Multiuniversal Champion in the short history of this great belt. If Risa wins, she will become the sixth Multiuniversal Champion and face El Diablo Blanco for One Wrestle Movement next month.

The referee is explaining the rules once more and then he calls for the bell. Jackson and Dark circle each other in the ring before they lock up. Dark goes for a wild punch but Risa ducks, lifts Dark up and falls back, hotshotting Dark’s throat on the top rope. Dark clutches at her throat as she falls to the mat. Jackson quickly scales the corner turnbuckles and leaps off with “Heaven’s Fall” double footstomp and covers.

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3!!!

Madoka Kawada: Ladder advantage: Risa Jackson!

Skylar Rayner: That was quick! Jackson with a pinfall, which means she has the advantage of climbing the ladder as long as she doesn’t get pinned by Kitty Dark!

Jazmin Davis: I won’t lie. I wasn’t expecting something that soon from either of these competitors.

Kitty is still clutching at her abdomen as Risa slides from the ring to gather a ladder. She slides it into the ring and then goes in after. Risa notices Kitty is rising, and she hits the ropes and connects with a baseball slide dropkick that sends Kitty under the bottom rope and to the floor.

Jazmin Davis: Smart move by the Cosmic Swan. Get Kitty out of the ring and then setup the ladder.

Jackson goes quickly for the ladder, moving to set it up in the center of the ring. Glancing up at the title, she scales up. Kitty is using the ring apron to get to her feet. Risa reaches for the title, but it’s just within an inch of her fingertips. Carefully, she takes another step up, but the crowd comes to life as Kitty slides into the ring. As Risa’s fingers brush against the leather of the strap, Kitty just charges at the ladder, knocking it over, sending Risa down. She lands stomach first on the top rope and then bounces over and lands hard on the floor outside.

Skylar Rayner: That was harsh. Jackson takes a hard landing outside of the ring, but what’s the champ up to?

Jazmin Davis: She’s gonna take that belt, that’s what she’s gonna do.

Kitty sets back up the ladder and climbs, but the referee warns her that Risa has the ladder advantage.

Jazmin Davis: The champ has to be careful. If she brings the title down and it falls into Jackson’s hands, we have a new champion.

Kitty glances up at the title again and then climbs back down to the mat. She drops to the floor and then rolls out to the floor where she’s hit with a leg lariat by Risa Jackson and sent to the floor. Risa tries to slide back into the ring, but Kitty grabs her by the legs and just pulls and Risa lands hard, face first, onto the ringside floor.

Kitty takes a moment to catch her breath before reaching down and pulling Risa up by the hair and runs her face first into the nearest ladder, knocking the ladder over as Risa spills down onto the floor.

Skylar Rayner: All legal stuff happening in this ladder match. All Splat title matches are no-countout and no-disqualification.

Jazmin Davis: That was a hard shot taken my the challenger. Kitty has to get her back in the ring and gain a pinfall before she can climb the ladder.

As if reading Jazmin’s mind, Kitty pulls up Jackson and brings her to the ring and rolls her inside. She quickly scrambles in and cradles Risa up.

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Kickout by Jackson.

Jazmin Davis: Kitty needs that pinfall in order to climb the ladder.

Kitty rises to her feet, folds the ladder, and places it against the corner.

Skylar Rayner: Dark with some bad intentions here, I feel.

Pulling Risa up to her feet, Kitty grabs her by the wrist and whips her towards the ladder in the corner, but Risa reverses it, then pulls Kitty close enough to lift her up and drops her with a back suplex right on the steel ladder.

Skylar Rayner: Kitty is down!

Madoka Kawada: Reminder that the ladder advantage belongs to Risa Jackson.

Jazmin Davis: Looks like Kitty hit that ladder hard. She appears to be bleeding from the back of her head.

Risa quickly goes for the ladder, but the impact of driving Kitty through it has bent one leg. Instead, she drags it to the center of the ring and as Kitty gets to her feet, Risa scoops her up and slams her hard on the ladder.

Risa runs to the turnbuckle and SWAN DIVE from the top, but Kitty rolls off the ladder and Risa crashes hard, back first on the steel ladder.

Risa rolls off, clutching her back as Kitty struggles to her feet. Kitty runs to the ropes and springboards off with a meteora! She covers!

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3!!!

Madoka Kawada: The ladder advantage switches to Kitty Dark!

Skylar Rayner: And just like that, everything changes. Kitty Dark now has the advantage and can climb the ladder while Risa has to come back and score a pinfall before she can try for the belt.

Kitty rolls from the ring to find a functioning ladder and slides it into the ring. When she gets back inside, she pulls up Risa by the mask and tosses her over the top rope and to the floor on the outside.

Jazmin Davis: That’s one way to get rid of the competition, the question is if it buys her enough time.

Kitty struggles with the ladder before finally getting it set up in the center of the ring. The crowd is chanting for Risa as Kitty painstakingly takes step after step. She gets about halfway up and reaches up to see if she can reach the belt, but she’s still a good distance off.

The chants are getting louder as Risa stirs on the floor.

Skylar Rayner: The champ needs to hurry if she’s going to get that belt.

Jazmin Davis: She’s been in a hard fought match.

As Risa uses the ring apron to pull herself up, Kitty climbs up the ladder, taking step after step until her fingers can brush against the title bed. The crowd is cheering on their local favorite as Risa makes it to the apron.

Skylar Rayner: Jackson is going to need to hurry!

Kitty grabs onto the leather strap of the championship. Suddenly, Risa leaps up and springboards off the top rope and lands right on the ladder. This causes the ladder to shake, and it also forces Kitty Dark to move back down a couple of steps. The two combatants exchange blows on the ladder.

Jazmin Davis: Risa can’t go for the title, but she needs to at least stop Kitty Dark who has the advantage.

Risa hits Kitty hard, causing her to drop a couple of steps down the ladder. Kitty, however, reaches through the rungs and pulls on Risa’s foot, causing her to fall back. Her foot hangs on the step and Risa is upside down, hanging from the ladder. Quickly, Kitty drops to the mat and runs the rope and just nails Risa hard in the side of the head with a knee.

Skylar Rayner: Oh my God. Risa may be knocked out.

Kitty scrambles back to the ladder as Risa hangs there limp and climbs. The crowd is chanting for Risa and as Kitty nears the top, Risa stirs. Still hanging from the ladder, Risa glances around and then uses her abs to pull herself up and grab onto the ladder.

Meanwhile, Kitty has her hand on the title and trying to unlatch it from the hook.

Risa grabs a step and pulls herself up, but as she reaches for Kitty to stop her, the belt comes free and the bell rings.

Madoka Kawada: The winner of the match and STILL Champion of the Multiverse! Kitty Dark!

Skylar Rayner: Risa Jackson was no pushover here. She pinned Dark minutes into the match and had this been a normal match, she would be the new champ.

Jazmin Davis: Rules are rules and Kitty Dark takes one step closer to Red Blood Cell with a third and final meeting with Mary Ellen Harrison, but first she has to get by the challenge next month of El Diablo Blanco.

Skylar Rayner: We want to thank everyone at NFW for hosting us for the third time. And everyone watching at home, please enjoy the rest of March Mayhem! For everyone at Splat, we’ll see you again next month!

Winner: Kitty Dark
Result: Stairway To Heaven
SPLAT Championship Retained

MARCH MAYHEM BEGINS SOON!!

Last Edit: Mar 26, 2022 11:06:35 GMT -8 by Steven Brody, CEO

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NFW Presents: MARCH MAYHEM III! 03/26/2022! Mar 26, 2022 12:55:42 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Mar 26, 2022 12:55:42 GMT -8

We cut backstage after the opening match of the night. We find Lana Corvin dressed for her match, her entrance coat included. She chuckles slightly.

Lana Corvin: Tonight is the night. I’ve been waiting for this since Invasion. Tonight not only do I get to claim my first singles title, but I also get to end a streak. Not sure how I’m gonna do it yet, but it will end tonight.

Lana gives a little wink.

Lana Corvin: Can you handle that, Alexandra? Is your fragile ego capable of taking that much damage? Lose that precious title and your ever more precious streak?

Lana smirks.

Lana Corvin: You see, Alexandra, that’s the problem when you hang everything on something as simple as a streak. It will be broken. Your entire being will be shattered. Can you come back from that? When you base everything you are on that one fact, can you handle it when that is taken away?

Lana pauses for a moment.

Lana Corvin: I don’t think you can. When this was officially announced I was hoping that you would retain in your last defense. I wanted to be the one to take it all from you. Your title, your streak, your entire being. And not because I’m mean or vindictive. No.

Another pause.

Lana Corvin: It’s because I am a Corvin. It’s what we do. We take your best parts and tarnish them. We take everything you are and cast it aside. We write ourselves into every nook and cranny of this industry’s history. When people talk about your great streak they will also talk about the one who ended it. That you couldn’t make it past the greatest family this business has ever known. Just remember something after it’s all said and done, Alexandra.

Another smirk and chuckle.

Lana Corvin: Losing it all to me doesn’t mean you are bad. It just means you are like everyone else. Your streak will be another trophy to add to my family’s trophy case.

Lana licks her lips and gives a little nod.

Lana Corvin: But let’s pause for a moment, shall we? You have been impressive so far. No one, not even me, can deny that. It’s why I want this match tonight. How’s that old saying go? To be the best you have to beat the best? Well, here we are. I’m getting to beat the, current, best. Call that arrogance if you want. That doesn’t bother me any. Because I know, at the end of the day, I can back up everything I have said. I can do it because I am my father’s daughter. And just like he was.

Lana holds her arms out.

Lana Corvin: I’m the greatest wrestler that you’ve ever seen.

Lana holds that pose, the typical Corvin smirk curling her lips.

Lana Corvin: I’ll leave you with this last thing, Alexandra, good luck tonight. You are going to need all you can get. Because, when the Corvins do what we do, It Ain’t Luck.

Lana gives one last wink to the camera. She then turns and walks off.

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Backstage of the Vlad Blackheart Colosseum, Ayu Megumi is watching the tapes of the past few weeks between herself and Nova Joaquin. Tonight, she's going to have an important match too. Yes, she’s going face to face with Nova Joaquin, and this is like the final battleground for both of them. Ayu Megumi is staring at the TV with determined eyes and all the thoughts in her head are solely revenge for everything Nova has done to her. Before long, NFW Interviewer Ami Kennedy enters Ayu’s open-door locker room with a microphone in hand and a smile on her face.

Ami Kennedy: Good evening, Mademoiselle Megumi. You requested my interviewing services?

Ayu Megumi smiles with confidence because she’s ready for the match. She wants to win and she’s smiling because she thinks Nova will underestimate her after Nova showed her carelessness as Ayu practiced showing her determination to walk away from the match. This match goes with the victory. She only wants revenge.

Ayu Megumi: Yes, I want to talk a little bit about my opponent before the match starts. I want to express all my feelings towards my opponent.

With the confirmation, Ami smiles and politely bows her head.

Ami Kennedy: Oui, mademoiselle. This has been quite a rollercoaster ride with you and Mademoiselle Nova Joaquin. Some highs and some lows. How are you feeling tonight on March Mayhem?

Ayu Megumi: I feel like it's going to be a great night for me not only to end things between me and Nova, but to take revenge on what she's done to me for weeks. She hurt me and insulted my family. That's something I can't accept. I want Nova to remember this match as a lesson that she can't belittle anyone. Especially the ones from Megumi, I'll show Nova that I'm not as weak as she says. After my win tonight, I hope she will learn that I wasn't lucky enough to beat her in the first match we faced, but because of her own mistake.

The Japanese youth sounds confident. The English-Frenchwoman nods and bounces a little.

Ami Kennedy: You’re filled with determination, Mademoiselle Ayu. Tell me -- what are your goals and aspirations here in New Frontier Wrestling? Which one of the Trauma championship belts would you like to pursue in the near future?

Ayu Megumi: I wanted to show my sister how much I had grown up in America. I don't want both Nami and Maki to worry about me anymore. Seeing Nami's success has given me the motivation to fight for success as well. My goal? Of course, I set my goals high. I want the NFW Undisputed Championship, but for now, the NFW Genesis Championship will be my starting point. I think that would be a good place to start if one day I would beat the person who held the championship at that time. Actually, any champion because it will prove that I will be one of the best stars too. Because in the end, all I want is to become a top star here.

Sweetly, the Dancing Violinist smiles at this answer.

Ami Kennedy: Thank you for your time, Mademoiselle Megumi. Bonne chance! Good luck!

As polite as ever, Ami curtseys for Ayu before she dismisses herself. Ayu smiled at Ami before she bowed respectfully.

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OPENING CONTEST

As the first match of the main card is ready to begin, Isabella Santiago stands on the stage beside the Wheel of Mayhem. Inside the ring, Thea Crawford stands with the microphone.

Thea Crawford: The following contest is your opening match! Introducing first, from Santa Fe, New Mexico! NOVA…JUAQUIN!!

As "Hey You" hits the speakers, dark purple and gold lights flash before coming to the center of the entrance stage, highlighting a figure standing there. The purple light slowly faded away, leaving Nova standing in the center of the golden light. Having been looking at the floor, she slowly lifted her head, a smirk on her face as she looked around the crowd with a better than you look resting on her face. The woman embraced the boo's from the fans as she made her way down the entrance ramp, the gold light following her the entire time. She climbed onto the ring apron and slid between the top and middle ropes, going to the center of the ring and holding her arms out to the sides as the golden light continued to envelope her. As her music faded, she lowered her arms and moved to the corner to await the start of her match.

Thea Crawford: Her opponent, from Okinawa, Japan! The Amazing Girl…AYU…MEGUMI!!

‘Ponytail to Shushu’ by AKB48 hits as Ayu Megumi walks out to a huge ovation from the crowd while she makes her way towards the stage. Ayu High-five with the fans along the ringside with a huge smile on her face. then she step up into the ring by steel steps and jump up to the top of turnbuckle and point to the fans with a huge smile then she jump down to the ring and wait her opponents. or ask for shake hand with her opponents

As the two stand in the ring waiting, Isabella brings up the microphone in her hand.

Isabella Santiago: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!! Are you ready for March Mayhem?!

Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Isabella Santiago: Let’s see what the Wheel of Mayhem has in store for these competitors!

She spins the wheel. It goes round and round and round until it lands on…

Isabella Santiago: This match…will be a SUBMISSION MATCH!!

Seth Ernst: Ho-hoooooooo man!!!

Miranda Augustino: Hell yeah!! What a way to kick the show off!!! Let’s fucking GO!!!!

~DING DING DING~

The bell sounds and immediately, Ayu goes right after Nova. She forces her foe into the corner and just starts to deliver a series of chops right to Nova’s chest. The crowd gets behind Ayu as she backs away, allowing Nova to come out of the corner before she delivers an exploder suplex on Nova. Ayu grabs the legs of Nova and she looks to lock in a Boston crab, Nova is able to power out of it and send Ayu off of her. Ayu fires back though, hitting a sliding clothesline on Nova before grabbing the arm and trying for an armbar. Nova though is able to clasp her hands together, blocking the submission move. Ayu fights, trying to break the grip of Nova, but she’s unable to as Nova wraps her legs around the bottom rope and forces a break. Ayu breaks the hold and gets to her feet as she yells at Nova to get up.

Nova gets to her feet and Ayu charges right at her, but Nova gets into the ropes and yells for Ayu to back off. Ayu fights, trying to get Nova out, but Nova delivers a thumb to the eye of Ayu, causing her to stumble backwards. Nova comes out of the ropes and delivers a chop block to the knee of Ayu, turning her inside out. Nova grabs the leg of Ayu and drags her over to the ropes and drapes her leg over it before leaping and coming down right on it. Nova repeats this as she’s admonished by the ref and is pulled back at the count of four. Ayu rolls out of the ring, clutching at her leg as Nova struts around the ring as the crowd boos her.

Seth Ernst: Nova taking control of this match after the emotional start by Ayu.

Miranda Augustino: Both these women hate each other and Nova just has that mean streak that I don’t know Ayu has.

Nova slides out of the ring and stalks Ayu before charging and delivering another chop block to the back of the knee this time. Ayu collapses down to one knee as Nova picks her up and drops her knee first onto the ring steps. Ayu screams out in pain as Nova picks Ayu up and sends her back first into the barricade. Nova walks over and pulls away the NFW banners covering the barricades before she wraps the leg between the bars and she just pulls on it as Ayu screams in agony and the crowd boos Nova heavily. Nova releases the leg before backing up and charging in, delivering a kick right to the trapped leg of Ayu before she takes her opponent and rolls her back into the ring. Nova slides back into the ring and she grabs the leg of Ayu and delivers a DDT on it before she grabs the leg and locks in a knee bar.

Seth Ernst: With all the damage already done to the leg of Ayu, this one might be over!

Miranda Augustino: I’m tellin you Seth, Nova is a straight up mean bitch and will stop at nothing to win this match.

Ayu screams in agony as Nova pulls back on the leg and knee of her. She fights and claws, trying to make it to the bottom rope. She fights and struggles, but eventually, she makes one more desperate reach and grabs the bottom rope. Nova holds onto the submission until the count of four and finally breaks it as she gets to her feet and starts to mock Ayu and the crowd. She grabs Ayu by the leg and pulls her back to the center of the ring and this time, she looks for a figure four, but Ayu is able to kick Nova off her and into the corner. Ayu crawls to the ropes and uses them to get back up to her feet.

She fires herself up and charges in, delivering a splash to Nova in the corner. She snapmares the woman out and climbs to the second turnbuckle before delivering a corkscrew forearm to the head and neck of Nova. Ayu then grabs the head of Nova and looks to lock in a bulldog choke. She wrenches back, but as she does, she’s forced to release the hold as her knee gives out on her and she screams in pain and frustration as she uses the ropes to get up to her feet again. She lifts Nova up and sends her into the ropes. Nova comes off the ropes and Ayu locks in a sleeper this time. She locks in the hold as Nova fights to break free, backing up into the corner, bashing Ayu against the turnbuckles, but Ayu holds on.

Seth Ernst: Ayu refuses to release the sleeper hold here.

Miranda Augustino: If she can put Nova out, she wins, so this is a great strategy.

Nova stumbles out of the corner and Ayu pulls back, bringing Nova down to the mat and wrapping her legs around Nova and putting her into a rear naked choke! Nova fights, trying to break free, but refusing to tap out. Ayu screams out as she pulls back on the head and neck. Nova though, is able to begin to slam her fist into the injured knee of Ayu over and over again and it finally forces Ayu to break the hold and clutch at the knee. Nova coughs and tries to regain her composure as she gets to a knee in front of Ayu.

Ayu sits up and the two of them stare at each other before they just start to exchange forearm shots with one another. They go back and forth, the crowd cheering on Ayu as this happens. The two of them get back to their feet and the exchange continues before Nova just places a well aimed kick right to the injured knee and drops Ayu back down to one knee. Nova hits the ropes and delivers a knee to the side of the head. Nova again grabs the leg of Ayu and this time, she locks in a figure four. Ayu screams in pain as Nova puts the move on. She pulls back on the leg and bridges up just a little bit.

Seth Ernst: Nova is putting all the pressure on that injured knee right now.

Miranda Augustino: Nova is about to make Ayu tap out right here and now, I just know it!

Nova pulls back on the hold as Ayu clenches her fists and screams in agony, trying to find a way out of the submission. Ayu screams in pain, but she refuses to give up. Nova pulls back again and again, causing more torque on the knee as Ayu continues to fight. She raises her hand, staring down at the mat, clearly looking like she might tap out, but she stops herself and continues to fight before she finally is able to roll onto her stomach and reverse the pressure on the hold. Nova is now fighting and she crawls right to the ropes and the ref is forced to step in and break up the hold.

Both women lay on the mat, both hurting and exhausted as they try to recover. Nova is the first to begin to stir as she gets to her feet. She reaches down to grab Ayu, but Ayu grabs Nova and she locks in a guillotine choke! Nova struggles and fights, trying to break free, but Ayu continues to work and she finally has Nova locked into a Pueruvian choke! Nova continues though, refusing to give up as Ayu keeps the hold locked on. Nova fights for as long as she can, but eventually, the pressure becomes too much and she has no choice but to tap out.

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner, Ayu Megumi!

Seth Ernst: What a hard fought win by Ayu tonight in her Pay-per View debut for NFW!

Miranda Augustino: Nova was trapped and she had no choice but to tap or pass out.

Winner: Ayu Megumi
Result: Submission

Last Edit: Mar 26, 2022 12:59:49 GMT -8 by Steven Brody, CEO

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NFW Presents: MARCH MAYHEM III! 03/26/2022! Mar 26, 2022 13:28:30 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Mar 26, 2022 13:28:30 GMT -8

Match #2/Trios Championships

Thea Crawford: The following contest is for the NFW Trios Championships!

Work Bitch by Britney Spears will play throughout the arena. The crowd starts to boo as Bianca, Vanessa & Danielle walk down the ring alongside her older sister and manager “Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn. They get to ringside and walk up the ring stairs. Tiffany motions to the referee to open the bottom and middle ropes so they can enter.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, the challengers, accompanied to the ring by Tiffany Lynn Page, the team of Bianca, Vanessa and Danielle Page, the Socialites!

“Horror Show” begins to play as the arena goes dark and a red and green spotlight appears on the stage and Lady Death and Santa Muerta stand there, their faces painted up and in matching ring gear. Santa Muerta has on a crown of flowers as the two of them look at each other and nod before heading down the ramp. They ignore the fans as they get to the ring and climb up the steps. Santa Meurta leaps over the top rope as Lady Death steps between the ropes. Santa Muerta gets down on her knees and removes her crown before bowing and Lady Death stands over her, letting out a blood curdling scream as the lights come on and the two of them stand up and walk over to their corner where La Profeta has suddenly appeared.

Thea Crawford: And their opponents, they are the current, reigning, defending NFW Trios Champions, the team of La Profeta, Lady Death and Santa Muerta, LAS SIRVIENTAS DE YUM KIMIL!

Isabella Santiago spins the Wheel of Mayhem on the stage and it lands on…

Isabella Santiago: this match, ladies and gentlemen will be…A LADDER MATCH!!

Miranda Augustino: now that’s what I’m talking about!! Get those straps up in the air!!

Seth Ernst: another wild stipulation for the early stages of the show! I love it!

Ladders are brought out from backstage as the ceiling cable comes down and the championships are hoisted high above the ring about twenty feet up

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Tiffany Lynn Page smirks from the floor at ringside as her sisters, Vanessa, Bianca and Danielle stand in their corner and stare across the ring at the defending NFW Trios Champions, La Profeta, Lady Death and Santa Muerta, Las Sirvientas de Yum Kimil. The Challengers watch on as the Champions continue to huddle together in their corner. Tiffany Lynn shrugs and starts to tell her sisters to go get them. She looks up and points at the championships dangling high above them just waiting to be plucked from the heavens as if the hand of God is offering them to whomever might wish to accept them. Danielle and Vanessa slide out to the floor on either side of the ring, hurrying after the ladders that are waiting to be used in the aisle. Bianca starts across the ring. La Profeta gives the word and her painted charges turn and catch Bianca coming in for a flapjack. Santa Muerta and Lady Death jump to their feet and start putting the boots to Bianca as Vanessa and Danielle increase their pace, scurrying to the ladders. They quickly grab one and start coming towards the ring. Santa Muerta turns and runs, Lady Death right with her. The two painted members of Las Sirvientas simultaneously jump up to the top rope and launch themselves into matching missile dropkick to the ladder. The ladder is smashed back into Vanessa and Danielle’s chests, knocking them both to the floor.

Crowd: OOOOOOHHHHH!

La Profeta looks down at Tiffany Lynn and smirks, blowing her a kiss as she slinkily slips through the ropes out onto the apron and drops down to the floor. She motions at her charges and Lady Death and Santa Muerta both drop legs onto the ladder to smash it into Danielle and Vanessa even more. The painted women roll away and then dive into the ring where they intercept Bianca and give her a double spinebuster. They put the boots to her and then roll her to the edge of the ring. Lady Death slides out to the floor and Santa Muerta helps push Bianca out to her. Santa Muerta hops down to the floor as Lady Death picks up Bianca. Santa Muerta comes through with a clothesline that plants Bianca on the floor.

Seth Ernst: Las Sirvientas just gave Bianca Page the Socialites' own Mean Girls on the floor!

Miranda Augustino: This has been utter domination by sheer brilliance! La Profeta had these Page Sisters scouted perfectly and her girls are executing her plan to perfection!

Seth Ernst: And now they’ve put all three down on the floor, clearing the way for La Profeta to just walts on in and take the titles down.

Miranda Augustino: She set it up for her glorification and it would appear Yum Kimil is both pleased and providing exactly as she foresaw!

La Profeta slides the ladder into the ring under the bottom rope. She slides herself in next to it and then sets the ladder up, taking great care to position just so under the hanging prize glittering in the lights above her. Lady Death and Santa Muerta hurry over to the aisle and start pounding on the just rising Vanessa and Danielle. La Profeta watches her girls go into action and nods her approval. She turns and looks one last time to make sure the ladder is properly placed and then nods to herself. She starts climbing. As she reaches about halfway up, Tiffany Lynn starts looking nervously over at her sisters. Vanessa and Danielle are still being pounded in the aisle by Lady Death and Santa Muerta. Tiffany Lynn hurries around the corner to check on Bianca and finds her still down and feeling the effects of the Mean Girls on the floor. Tiffany Lynn shakes her head and then dives into the ring, determined that this is not how the Socialites are going to go down tonight. La Profeta continues her ascent on one side of the ladder when Tiffany Lynn starts hustling up the other side.

Seth Ernst: What the hell is she doing?

Miranda Augustino: Making sure her family doesn’t get destroyed like this!

Seth Ernst: I know she’s wrestled elsewhere before but this might be a little ill-advised here!

Miranda Augustino: Does it look like she cares?

Tiffany Lynn makes it to the top of the ladder at the same time that La Profeta does, stunning the leader of Las Sirvientas where she stands. Tiffany Lynn starts throwing punches, connecting with La Profeta’s face with every shot. La Profeta falls back and gets her foot caught in the ladder’s rungs. Tiffany Lynn watches as La Profeta ends up hanging by her foot and smirks cruelly. She starts to try and step across the ladder from one side to the other. Lady Death looks up to see their leader hanging perilously and shrieks to alert Santa Muerta to the situation at hand. The two painted women charge towards the ring, diving headlong inside under the bottom rope. They spring up and face the ladder. Tiffany Lynn jumps off onto them. Lady Death and Santa Muerta catch Tiffany Lynn and slam her to the mat. They start to kick and stomp at her, causing Tiffany Lynn to roll away from them towards the other side of the ring opposite the aisle.

Seth Ernst: Tiffany Lynn might be regretting getting involved now!

Miranda Augustino: She had to do something, Seth! Her family was in need!

Seth Ernst: Her family was getting punked and she knew it. Now she’s the one who might end up getting punked if her sisters don’t hurry up and get back in this fight quick!

Miranda Augustino: Patience, sometimes it takes a while for the jewelry to shine its brightest!

Lady Death and Santa Muerta continue to kick and stomp at Tiffany Lynn, forcing to keep rolling away until she runs out of real estate and ends up against the ropes. The two painted women start pounding away on her, drawing blood quickly and hammering away to show her the error of her ways in getting physically engaged in the match. As the two pound away on Tiffany Lynn, La Profeta flails about, trying to pull herself back up to her original upright position on the ladder while trying desperately to avoid plummeting down off of it headfirst. She hooks her second foot and starts to sit up. Lady Death and Santa Muerta continue to stomp and kick at Tiffany Lynn. Suddenly, Vanessa and Danielle both stand up in the aisle, blood trickling down both of their faces. Seeing their sister getting the everloving hell beaten out of her, they charge into the ring. Vanessa and Danielle pounce on Lady Death and Santa Muerta from behind. The two painted women spin to meet their adversaries and the fight is on.

Seth Ernst: Here come the Socialites!

Miranda Augustino: But it might be too late! La Profeta is getting herself righted on the ladder and if she does before they get done fighting her charges…

Seth Ernst: At least they won’t go down as easily as La Profeta planned on!

Miranda Augustino: They better hurry then!

Vanessa pairs off with Lady Death while Danielle pairs off with Santa Muerta. Both pirs start trading shots, Sirvientas, Socialites, Sirvientas, Socialites, Sirvientas, Socialites, Sirvientas, Socialites, Sirvientas, Socialites, Sirvientas, Socialites! La Profeta starts to sit up even as the Socialites are making her charges bleed in the fist fight. She slides her legs back and gets herself resituated to be able to climb unencumbered. She looks up and nods to the prize dangling right before her eyes. La Profeta starts to climb up, reaching up for the treasure that is taunting her as if she is Tantalus, the fruit just out of reach. As she pouches on, an angry Bianca Page stands up at the side of the ring and rolls in. She hurries up the ladder and glares hatefully into the again shocked face of La Profeta, who is unable to believe this has happened again. Bianca wipes the blood off her face and punche La Profeta in the face. La Profeta cries out from her perch and her charges look up to see their leader’s danger again. As they look up, Vanessa and Danielle use the distraction to kick both painted women low. Lady Death and Santa Muerta double over in pain and the Socialites hit matching ddts. Vanessa and Danielle rush up behind La Profeta and pick her up on their shoulders. Bianca nods and jumps into a clothesline that brings everybody tumbling down to the mat.

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!

Seth Ernst: Dear God!

Miranda Augustino: ¡Ay, Dios mío!

Seth Ernst: The Socialits just hit a Doomsday Device version of Mean Girls… off the ladder!

Miranda Augustino: On La Profeta!

Lady Death looks around and starts to pull herself to her feet against the ropes. Santa Muerta does the same. The two women look back behind them and see the Page Sisters all moving around where their leader was just made to crash and burn. Lady Death motions to Santa Muerta and Santa Muerta nods in return. The two painted women step through the ropes, drop the floor and flip up the ring skirt. Tiffany Lynn rolls out and grabs the war club before they can pick it up. Santa Muerta kicks Tiffany Lynn in the gut and Lady Death grabs a steel chair. Santa Muerta steps back out of the way as Lady Death blasts Tiffany Lynn over the head. Tiffany Lynn goes down to the floor, going limp on impact of steel on her skull like she’s been shot with some kind of shock round that has short circuited her system. Santa Muerta grabs a second chair and the two look down at the now seemingly unconscious Tiffany Lynn with growing disdain. .

Seth Ernst: And now we’re gonna fight dirty!

Miranda Augustino: You had to know this was coming.

Seth Ernst: With these two teams? Yeah, it was inevitable that if Plan A didn’t work right off, this was going to be Plan B.

Miranda Augustino: Plan A was coming together for Las Sirvientas but the Socialites managed to not allow it to take them completely.

Lady Death and Santa Muerta roll into the ring, chairs in hand, with lethal intentions in their eyes. Bianca rolls out to the floor, pulling La Profeta with her. Vanessa and Danielle get to their feet and look up just in time for the bloodied painted women to rear abc and blast them in the heads with their chairs.

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Vanessa and Danielle both slump to the ground after chair shots that sound like gunfire. Lady Death and Santa Muerta hold their weapons aloft as the crowd murmurs at the sight… and sound… of what has just happened before them.

Seth Ernst: Good God, the sound that just made was ungodly!

Miranda Augustino: They wanted their god to hear the thunder and they made sure they brought it for everyone to behold!

Seth Ernst: I think he might have felt that thunder as well!

Miranda Augustino: And you would think is well pleased by their offering!

Bianca gets up, pulls La Profeta up with her and hits her with the Halo on the floor. La Proefta hits hard and goes limp just like Tiffany Lynn on the other side of the ring.

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Bianca looks up into the ring and sees Lady Death and Santa Muerta holding their chris aloft, all but prancing at what they’ve just done to Vanessa and Danielle. She nods to herself, looking even more enraged than she already did. Bianca pulls herself up onto the apron and then waits, motioning at the Las Sirvientas to turn and face her. As the two painted women start to do so, Bianca slingshots herself up into a springboard and leaps off for a double missile dropkick. She times it perfectly so that she lands one foot on either woman, smashing their respective chairs back into their faces like a wicked double Van Daminator. Lady Death and Santa Muerta both go down, Muerta rolling onto the apron while Lady Death rolls into the ladder. Bianca picks up the first chair and waits as Santa Muerta pulls herself up on the apron, holding herself up with the ropes. Bianca angrily fires the chair at Muerta so that it bounces so hard off her face that part of the seat goes flying off of it. Santa Muerta falls off the apron from the impact, almost as if she’s doing the old Nestea Plunge, plummeting down to the cold, hard concrete floor below and landing like a slab of raw meat hitting a cutting board.

Seth Ernst: That chair just exploded on Santa Muerta’s head!

Miranda Augustino: I… did we just… see that?

Seth Ernst: We did…

Miranda Augustino: How did that happen?

Bianca picks up the second chair and turns her wrath on Lady Death. Vanesa and Danielle slowly get to their feet, neither looking very steady, swaying like drunks on a bender from the chair shots earlier. Lady Death pulls herself up to her feet with the ladder. Vanessa and Danielle come up to her and pull her away, holding the painted woman for their sister. Bainca nods aggressively. She raises the chair up and smashes it down, denting it on Lady Death’s skull. Lady Death starts to crumple in their grasp and Vanessa and Danielle toss her to the floor next to her fallen teammate. Bianca drops the chair and points up at the championships still dangling high above. Vanesa goes to one side of the ladder, Danielle goes to the other while Bianca goes around it to hold it steady for them. Vanessa and Danielle climb to the top and reach up, unhooking the championships. They each take one, dropping the third to Bianca as the bell sounds.

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Seth Ernst: The Socialites have done it! They’ve unseated Las Sirvientas de Yum Kimil as NFW Trios Champions!

Miranda Augustino: And now all that sparkles for them really is gold!

Seth Ernst: I’m sure we’ll hear that from them now!

Miranda Augustino: Es la verdad.

Thea Crawford: Here are your winners and NEW NFW Trios Champions, Bianca, Vanessa and Danielle Page, the Socialites!

Winners: The Socialites
Result: Ladder Match
New Champions!

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The sky is dark as the cameraperson ascends to the rooftop. A lone figure stands near the edge of the coliseum.

Anaquin Adams: Have you heard the parable about the human who considered herself a robot?

The camera moves from side to side.

Anaquin Adams: This little robot human went from station to station within life and because she acted fierce and forboding, everyone was afraid of her. Those in charge, curried her favor and treated her as special. They assumed that because this poor woman was athletically gifted, there was no one in their land who could beat her.

Anaquin huffs under her breath as she gets serious.

Anaquin Adams: What they failed to do was actually look deeper than her skin. They took her at face value rather than challenging her. But, you see in all of those other lands, perhaps she was the biggest. The strongest. She may even have been the smartest.

Black smoke plumes around the dark figure of Anaquin Adams.

Anaquin Adams: Then the terminator ventured into the dark lands. The underworld. The domain of the monsters. The land of the dead. Where nothing grows that is considered good.

Anaquin takes a few steps backward and the camera follows.

Anaquin Adams: Terminator. The question remains. Did you come to my land by mistake? Were you lost? Or have the lands from which you came actually deluded you into thinking you could prosper in the land of monsters? For you see, not everything your eyes take in is real. Not everything you hear is the truth. There is but one sense you can truly trust. And that stench that you smell is the rotting corpse of your future in NFW. Inhale it. Remember it. For tonight, it will be all you smell for the remainder of your life.

As the black fog gets thicker and thicker, a wind blows through, clearing the dark fog and Anaquin Adams is gone.

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With great care, Ursula slowly wraps thin black tape around her hands in preparation for the battle to commence shortly. Black and gold leather tights with a matching top, knee pads and studded boots adorn her impressive body. Long black hair obscures the right side of her face while the left is clean shaven. A thin, jagged scar runs the length of her hairline, a reminder of mortality as well as survival for the living machine set before her camera in the mood-lit locker room.

UVR: Anaquin Adams, The Universal Superstar.

She pulls the final strip of tape taut and then bites it off, smoothing the ripped end on the back of her hand. Her attention turns to the opposing hand, which she starts wrapping in the same fashion as the other.

UVR: A dominant force in the realm of NFW Trauma who’s fearless nature leads her to reckless abandon. Insanity with a cosmic skin and an appearance many find unsettling or disturbing depending on her mood at a given moment. Others see a threat and I see a fool.

The Lady Terminator slaps her tapped hands together a few times. Satisfied that it holds up to her quick endurance test, she then slides on a pair of black leather gloves. Finally her eyes lift up to look into the camera lens.

UVR: You unwisely toy with me, Ms. Adams. You play little games, taunt from afar, and mock me when I choose to largely ignore your ridiculousness and focus on more important endeavors. That is why I chose to attack you in the manner that I did.

With a tug of the edges of her gloves and a flex of her fingers, she adjusts their fit to better accommodate her large hands. For her, those shiny leather gloves were like a second skin.

UVR: It briefly amused me when you complained of guerilla tactics when the truth of the matter is that you asked for a response and I delivered one at a modest yet equal expense to your body for daring to play with me in the manner you had chosen.

The dour expression on her face spoke great volumes of how little she respects her foe, the displeasure loud and very apparent.

UVR: I will break your body, your spirit will fold and wither, and at your expense my dominance shall be cemented. Mayhem is only the beginning for me, Ms. Adams, but for you?

Upon her face appears that unnerving smile that is the very stuff of nightmares for anyone who has ever suffered her wrath. Was it psychopathy or just the way the room’s lighting twinkled in their darkened depths that made that smile a hundred times more threatening than even a three thousand year old withering stare?

UVR: It will be an end. Anaquin, your games lead to an embarrassing debut for me so freshly after the trickery Kasey Kash had pulled upon me during NFW’s Invasion had nearly cost us the very company we now work for. Yet I smile and do you want to know why? It is because I know that tearing you apart body and soul will bring me such great satisfaction, not because of the challenge you represent but because you have earned what is coming with such gusto.

There is a small, dark little chuckle as she rubs her knuckles.

UVR: Monsters recognize monsters and if you really were as monstrous as you claim, you would have never toyed with me. A real monster would either keep their distance until they were ready or boldly struck first and with purpose, as I did. The reactions that followed on social media only confirmed my suspicion all along. You failed to grasp the purpose of my attack. It was not merely done for the sake of violently enacting a price so much as it was to tell you that I can strike you at any place and time of my choosing as true monsters do.

The smile fades away, that stone-like mask of expressionlessness that is her face at rest returns.

UVR: In my bid to demonstrate monstrosity, I will destroy you inch by inch. It will be a slow, methodical process. You will survive as long as I allow and end when I demand it. The oblivion I send you to will seem like heavenly ecstasy by comparison to what I will have done to you by the end of the night. I wish you luck in your quest to survive this night, Ms. Adams. You will need it.

With the promotional over, everything transitions to what comes next.

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NFW Presents: MARCH MAYHEM III! 03/26/2022! Mar 26, 2022 14:01:05 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Mar 26, 2022 14:01:05 GMT -8

Match #3

Thea Crawford: The following contest is set for one fall and it is a First Blood Match! The only way to win is to be the first to cause your opponent to bleed!

With a loud explosion on the stage, the "Unforgiven" by Sevendust plays over the PA systems. This coincides with several columns of sparks shoot up from beneath the corrugated steel as a tall and powerfully built woman with fierce, piercing eyes and a stone cold resting bitch face steps out onto the stage. Muscles rippled and flexed as she stood there for several seconds, her black hair cut in punk fashion, half at her natural part, the right half resting upon that side of her face down to her shoulder. Her attire is all black leather, with a vest and tights, and boots decorated in chrome rivets, fingerless gloves studded at the knuckles, with heavy knee pads and boots completing her look. Everything about her screamed cold, calculating destruction personified.

She heads for the ring with a confident, unwavering stride. There is no fear, no anger, no fury, only certain death in those dark brown eyes. Arriving at ringside, she leaps onto the apron and slips through the ropes.

She walks to the center of the ring. There she raises her arms in a V-shape, fists clenched tightly as she crosses one leg in front of the other. Ursula then dips forward and curls her arms down and towards her chest, flexing every muscle her body has to offer, showing off that rippling power while shooting a small, devilish smirk at the camera. She then turns towards the entrance arch and starts to back up towards her corner where she calmly and patiently awaits her opponent.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, weighing in at 233 pounds and hailing from White Sands, New Mexico, this is “The Lady Terminator” URSULA VON ROSSBACH!!!

Black fog fills the entryway as “Crawling King Chaos” from Cradle of Filth blares loudly across the arena. Orange lights begin to strobe across the complex as the word “Monster” appears on the screen.

Ravaged are the heavens, seven angels are deployed

The seals delivered to return us to the void

And waiting on the cusp of many dusks of man

He watches as the masses seek a fake salvation

As he breeds annihilation

The dark fog seems to travel down the ramp towards the ring as the music continues to play. As it hits ringside, the fog dies, leaving the figure of Anaquin Adams standing there. With an exhale, she blows the black smoke from her lungs and then crawls under the bottom rope, rolling over onto her back in the ring.

Now death is law

Venom dripping from the mouth of madness

Incites the rites of war

Her hair is tied up in two different colored ponytails, one red and one blue. The red of her hair is blonde. Her face is painted white, except for the splotch of red that runs down the length of her face towards her chin and down her neck.

Prepare the heights of Empire for the agonizing fall

The beast is rising, enwreathed in flame

The soundtrack bleeds insanity

His theme, the screaming end of days

Her white and black eyes survey the crowd from where she lies on the mat and then she crawls towards the corner, using the turnbuckle to pull herself up to her feet.

Come

Crawling King Chaos, come

As she hugs the top turnbuckle, black goo drips from her mouth as she grins maniacly, waiting for the match to begin.

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

The Lady Terminator and the Universal Superstar stare across the ring at each other as the crowd seemingly holds its breath at the sight of these two warriors about to engage in combat with the express intent of making the other one shed their lifeblood for the world to see. Ursula and Anaquin walk out to meet each other in the center of the ring, neither one looking away or seemingly even blinking in the face of the inevitable onslaught to come from the other. The crowd cheers on wildly as the two combatants stand there, glaring into each other's eyes as if each is searching for either a soul or the truth of the absence of such being hidden deep inside the other. Ursula and Anaquin stand there, fashbulbs going off all around them as well as fans screaming every form of both encouragement and derision imaginable. The two simply stand there, tall, massive and impenetrable, like a pair of towers shining beacons in the night.

Seth Ernst: Anaquin Adams is usually bigger than other female opponents but that will not be true here with Ursula Von Rossbach standing opposite her.

Miranda Augustino: And she wanted this fight as well! She went out and made sure she had the Lady Terminator’s undivided attention.

Seth Ernst: Ursula did not look like she appreciated that at first but now seems to almost be amused at the thought.

Miranda Augustino: I don’t know if I’d call that amusement.

The two remain standing there as the crowd screams for the action they know has to be coming. Anaquin drops to her knees and feints a low blow before jumping up into a dropkick that catches the off-balance Ursula unaware. Ursula staggers a step as Anaquin rushes to the ropes, jumps up for a springboard and launches herself into a spinkick that catches Ursula in the face. Ursula is brought to one knee. Anaquin stands up and lashes out with a Tectonic Shift spinning backfist. Ursula falls to all fours. Anaquin nods to herself and rushes to the ropes, rebounding off and coming back for a flying elbow strike. Ursula gets to ehr feet and catches Anaquin, spinning into a belly to back suplex. Anaquin hits hard and rolls out to the floor while Ursula sits up and seeks to clear her mind after what has just happened. She checks herself to make sure there are no wounds as of yet and nods to herself.

Seth Ernst: Anaquin chopped the redwood down but it didn’t do her much good!

Miranda Augustino: She was almost like a car trapped where the tree falls after being cut down. The tree might have fallen, but the car isn’t lucky enough to drive away after!

Seth Ernst: Now you have to wonder, what is going through both of their heads at what just happened?

Miranda Augustino: That is a damn good question…

Ursula gets to her feet and slowly scans the ringside area, looking painstakingly for any sign of her opponent. Ursula slowly turns on the spot to give herself a full view of the entire horizon surrounding her. As she turns to face the aisle, Anaquin rises behind her, steel chair in hand. Anaquin slides into the ring and raises the chair. She moves in only for Ursula to turn and face the onrushing Universal Superstar. Anaquin looks to hammer home the steel but Ursula punches the chair away. It skitters away, falling over the edge of the ring and crashing to the floor loudly. Anaquin jumps into a spinning kick to the face and then runs to the corner. She avends the turnbuckles and then runs along the rope, jumping off halfway across for a big flying forearm shot. Ursula catches her and hurls Anaquin for an overhead belly to belly suplex. Anaquin hits hard enough on the mat to bounce back up into an upright vertical stance against the ropes. Ursula comes over and delivers a Bionic Headbutt. Anaquin goes through the ropes and crumples into a heap on the floor.

Seth Ernst: The referee really looks like he doesn’t know what to do right now with these two!

Miranda Augustino: What is there for him to do besides see blood and call for the bell? These are no real rules. They can use whatever they can find to get the life-giving fluid flowing in order to gain victory!

Seth Ernst: Just the way they seem to be hitting each other though, I mean, Anaquin’ hitting Ursula in ways that would cripple others.

Miranda Augustino: So is Ursula.

Ursula glares down at the stunned and nearly rendered unconscious Anaquin and steps through the ropes. She drops off the apron to the floor and slowly moves into position to pull Anaquin up by her hair. Anaquin tries to pull away but Ursula maintains her grip. The Lady Terminator scoops the Universal Superstar up and presses her above her head. Ursula hurls Anaquin between the ropes back into the ring, watching Adams’s physical vessel roll across the mat and come to a halt near the opposite side ropes. Ursula grabs the middle ropes and hoists herself up onto the apron. She scans the area again, seemingly taking every detail in as she does so. Ursula steps through the ropes and starts to move in when Anaquin jumps up into a headbutt to Ursula’s jaw, under the larger woman’s chin. Ursula is caught off-guard and staggered in place. Anaquin drunkenly meanders over to the near corner and climbs up onto the turnbuckles. She leaps off and catches Ursula in the mouth with a wicked flying elbow smash. Ursula just stands there, seemingly taking a second to register the impact. Anaquin goes back to the corner, climbs up and runs down the ropes again, jumping off from the opposite corner for a whisper in the wind that connects on Ursula from the other side.

Seth Ernst: How is she still standing?

Miranda Augustino: I have no idea…

Seth Ernst: What is it going to take?

Miranda Augustino: To do what?

Seth Ernst: Put that woman down?

Miranda Augustino: God only knows and he’s not sharing at the moment!

Anaquin runs back to the corner and jumps up for a triple jump spinning roundhouse kick that manages to knock Ursula back a step. Anaquin stares at her opponent, eyes wide in shock and frustration.

Anaquin: Will you just die already!??!

Anaquin kicks Ursula low and then runs to the ropes, springing off for a tornado ddt. Ursula blocks it and reverses into a release northern lights suplex. Anaquin rolls away, seemingly stunned while Ursula rolls the other way, taking stock of her current condition and situation. Anaquin looks over, sees Ursula still on all fours and springs up to her feet. She runs over and hits a running curbstomp on the back of Ursula’s head. Ursula slowly starts to rise back up but doesn’t even make it back to all fours again before Anaquin gives her a second running curbstomp. Anaquin rolls out to the floor and looks around for something to use. Seeing the chair from earlier, Anaquin starts to nod to herself. She marches over, picks up the chair and stares at it as if it suddenly contains the answers to all of life’s problems.

Seth Ernst: What does she have in mind for that?

Miranda Augustino: Do you really want that question answered?

Seth Ernst: Yes… and no…

Miranda Augustino: The question is will this get her blood from the stone?

Anaquin turns and dives into the ring, bringing the chair with her. She pulls Ursula’s head up and slides the chair underneath it. Anaquin backs up with the crown visibly pulling back in anticipation of the devastation to come. Anaquin ascends the near turnbuckles and points both hands at Ursula as if both pointing out her target and making sure she has the proper distance dialed in for what she is about to attempt. Anaquin leaps off for a diving knee drop. Ursula looks up, sees her coming and rolls out of the way allowing Anaquin to crash down onto the chair knee first. Anaquin clutches at her now injured knee and cries out in pain. Ursula slowly makes her way back to her feet and surveys the sights before her. She moves in and grabs Anaquin, pulling her up for a pump handle. Anaquin tries to wriggle free but Ursula’s having none of it. The Lady Terminator brings Anaquin up for the pump handle facebuster and then snaps off the kick to complete Judgment Day. Anaquin slumps over onto her face and Ursula moves back in again. She grabs Anaquin and pulls her up, hooking both arms. She lifts Anaquin up into the double chicken wing and then adjusts her positioning. Ursula smashes Anaquin down with the Von Terminator onto the chair. Anaquin bounces and then rolls over revealing that she’s been busted open. The referee calls for the bell and then raises Ursula’s arm.

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner, URSULA VON ROSSBACH!!!
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Seth Ernst: One mistake and it was all it took!

Miranda Augustino: You can’t make that kind of mistake against the Lady Terminator.

Seth Ernst: Once the target was acquired…

Miranda Augustino: It was academic.

Winner: Ursula Von Rossbach
Result: First Blood

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Within the backstage arena, there’s the sound of a violin resonating in the halls. A camera discovers the source of the instrument’s play: Ami Kennedy. She dances in the crossroads of hallways and plays the classical instrument with such passion. Her movements are simply artistic.

“You really are Caleigh and Henri’s daughter.”

Ami Fitzsimmons: Hmmm?

She slows her movements to stand still and lifts the bow away from the violin. The camera pans out to reveal Nathaniel Dixon dressed to the nines, his hands behind his back. His lips form a gentle smile as he continues his meaning.

Nathaniel Dixon: They would be so proud of you, my dear niece.

Ami Fitzsimmons: Uncle Nate…

There’s a mixture of emotions in the air. Pride, joy, sadness, and unease. Her eyes grow soft before she holds the pieces at her sides.

Ami Fitzsimmons: ...is something the matter?

He shakes his head.

Nathaniel Dixon: No, no. I just want to make sure you’re safe. There are some rather… unsavory people here.

There’s really no arguing with that. The Children of Nephilim, the Chaos Circus, and La Sirvientas de Yum Kimil are notorious for surprises and abductions. After the events of the last Trauma, it is possible the Super Bitch Squad may pursue Nathaniel. Ami nods a little.

Ami Fitzsimmons: That’s true… and I’m still learning the basics of self-defense from you and Jack.

Nathaniel Dixon: Precisely. That is why I must be vigilant. So… how was your date with the cowboy?

Of course, the Dancing Violinist puffs her cheeks at this. There’s a light red hue on the surface, but otherwise, she’s steadfast.

Ami Fitzsimmons: It wasn’t a date, Uncle Nate. DJL and I were just enjoying coffee and tea as new friends.

Nathaniel Dixon: Oh? You cannot deny you find Mr. DJL attractive. It’s on the timeline.

Ami Fitzsimmons: I-I can admire someone without romantic or lustful intentions!

The Intellectual Evolution chuckles.

Nathaniel Dixon: Now someone’s being a little defensive. I’m only looking out for you, Ami dear.

Ami Fitzsimmons: You’re being a little protective, Uncle Nate. I filed an annulment last month. I’m still… healing.

A frown crosses the young woman’s face. She looks down now, her left hand’s ring finger without the wedding ring she used to wear all the time. He notices this and his eyes soften.

Nathaniel Dixon: You’re right. Forgive me. This is not the time to play with matters of the heart. I’m glad you made a new friend.

He moves his hands from behind him, revealing a Stradivarius violin. Moving into the violinist’s traditional position, he raises the bow and gently rests it over the strings. His oldest niece looks up and her eyes shimmer at the visual.

Ami Fitzsimmons: You wish to play?

Nathaniel Dixon: A duet of violins. I’ve seen the MultiUniversal Championship match between Ms. Kitty Dark and Miss Risa Saito-Jackson. A fascinating spectacle and worthy of my study time. There are a few events before the United States Championship match between Mrs. Stacy Lawson-Jones and Mrs. Faye Bailey. Shall we?

Her lips curl up into a sweet smile and she takes the lead. They begin to play a Bach concerto for two violins in D minor, the classical music resounding throughout the backstage area.

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March Mayhem cuts backstage to Casey Holliday. She’s ready and she’s determined, there is no question about that. When she sees that the camera is on her, she doesn't waste any time going through her thoughts and expressing her mind.

Casey Holliday: At long last, I am wrestling on a main card on an NFW Supershow. It’s been a long time coming, even if it has been TOO long of a time, but that’s neither here nor there. The important thing is, I’ve finally gotten the opportunity that I’ve been wanting for the last year or so in wrestling on a supershow. I’m amped for it. Now that I’ve gotten the chance that I wanted, I am going to make the most of it. Granted, I did have to annoyingly put up with Coda’s games to even get this match against her, but it is what it is. Coda, there are no more excuses now. I’ve earned this match against you and there’s nothing that you can take away from me regarding that. Now? I just have to do my part and that’s beat you and show what I can do in NFW.

I’m not going to win this match just because I am better. I am going to win this match because I want this a lot more than you do and that is something that I can easily say considering that you never wanted this match at all. You stuck obstacles in front of me because you didn’t think I’d be able to win against Jessi or against Zara and yet, here I am about to face you and about to get a victory I need to climb up the ladder. It’s almost sad in a way that we’re both in the same boat. We are both overlooked, I am not going to sugarcoat that. Yet, it seems like I’m the only one of the two that is willing to do anything about that. Sure, you rose up and tried to take on Stacy Jones’s open challenge, I will give you that, but ever since then it is almost as if you have disappeared into the void or something. It’s like you look at me and you see me as a downgrade from Stacy or something. At least, that’s how it looks to me.

You even dismissed me as unworthy at one point…

Casey takes a pause and tries to stay composed, knowing that the way she was treated by Coda at the beginning was certainly not something that she liked at all.

Casey Holliday: If you actually wanted this match, you would’ve taken me seriously from the jump. I don’t care how the rest of the locker room perceives what I am about to say and in fact, I am starting to give less of a fuck about what other people think of me if we’re being honest here It’s about time I stopped being so damn nice and respectful to begin with because it’s not like many people around here have shown me all that much respect since I’ve been here to start with. You never wanted this match with me because you were afraid of losing to me, period. You were being the chickenshit hiding behind your ‘not worthy’ excuses and hiding behind this handpicked garbage that you put together for me thinking that you weren’t going to get this match. You have done nothing but overlook me and underestimate me from the start. You’ve never taken the time to acknowledge me and you never said a peep after I ‘qualified’ for this match against you. Well, Casey Heather Holliday isn’t one that should be jumping through hoops and playing someone else’s game. I’m DONE playing your fucking games, Coda. You’re playing my game now, you’re playing my game under my rules and you’re doing this on MY time now! The tables have turned and you’re out of excuses or other people to hide behind.

Because yeah, I DID take your bullshit personally… and now?

I’m about to make you regret that you ever bullshitted me and put me through those hoops at ALL!

Casey bolts from the scene, clearly having so much anger flowing through her. This anger doesn’t fade a bit as the scene cuts out.

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NFW Presents: MARCH MAYHEM III! 03/26/2022! Mar 26, 2022 14:29:35 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Mar 26, 2022 14:29:35 GMT -8

Match #4

Thea Crawford: The following contest is set for one fall and it will be No Holds Barred!

The crowd cheers as the riffs of "Fire It Up" by Thousand Foot Krutch hits the speakers. After about a minute, Casey Holliday walks out through the curtains and the first thing that is noticable is her confidence as she walks down the ramp. When she enters the ring, she acknowledges the cheering crowd, which only serves to incite them to cheer her louder. Casey has a laugh to herself at this, as she starts to focus on her match and the song fades.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, weighing in at 125 pounds and wrestling out of Bellevue, Washington, this is CASEY HOLLIDAY!!!

The venue's lights blink dark as the familiar sharp, electronic wail signals the beginning of Shyloom featuring FJØRA's haunting anthem. This wills those in their seats to stand in anticipation. Once on a vertical base, the fans make their presence felt with cheers and hollers. All of them look towards the feminine silhouette illuminated by a spotlight at the stage's entrance while an abundance of purple dyed mist collects at its feet. As Coda steps out of the shadows, she adjusts tonight's face mask that conceals her nose and mouth while she stands at the stage with her 33-inch kanabō war club raised in her right hand for all to see with her head tilted back. The audience erupts in audible approval, her thigh-length trench coat matching the style of the rest of her attire.

The Pint-Sized Kaiju drags her weapon of folklore through the aisle blanketed in colored smoke until she slings the iron studded tapered staff over her shoulder. Her fingers glide along the apron as she saunters towards the steel steps. Once she removes her jacket, folds it carefully, and tucks it beside the stairs, Coda steps onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckle. "Fight Forever" continues to blare through the arena when she stands atop the corner with her kanabō casually resting over her shoulder while her mask continues to hide her expression aside from her unsettling gaze. The NFW crowd hit the Korean-American with a boisterous round of applause before she pops into the ring and slinks into a seated position on the canvas. With one bent knee and her back against the turnbuckle, she drops her weapon to ringside and properly removes her mask for an official to dispose

Thea Crawford: And her opponent, weighing in at 131 pounds, from Seoul, South Korea, this is CODA!!!

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Casey Holliday and Coda walk to the center of the ring to go face to face and almost nose to nose. The referee steps back, awaiting the explosion of fireworks that is eagerly anticipated by the assembled masses in the crowd. The two stand there just staring straight ahead, neither moving or saying at all as the crowd cheers them on. After what feels like years, Casey finally locks-up with Coda. The two women start to jockey for position, ech spinning to keep even with the other as they go. They spin almost a full hundred and eighty degrees when they halt their movement, still struggling for dominant position. Coda pulls out and delivers an overhand chop to Casey’s chest.

Crowd: OOOOOOOHHHH!!!

Casey grimaces in pain from the stiff strike, balling both hands into fists as she tries to recover. She steps back in and Coda delivers a second overhand chop. Casey staggers, her knees visibly buckling from the force of the blow. Casey comes back with a reverse knife-edge chop on Coda.

Crowd: WHOOOOOOOO!!!

Coda steps back and fires back with a nasty reverse knife-edge chop of her own.

Crowd: WHOOOOOOOO!!!

Casey recoils from the impact and steps back, her knees starting to buckle again. Coda throws a roundhouse kick that catches Casey in the chest. Casey stumbles back a couple of steps and Coda spins into a vbackfist that knocks Casey flat on her back. Coda drops an elbow and hotels for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

CASEY KICKS OUT!

Seth Ernst: I hope Casey is not trying to strike with Coda…

Miranda Augustino: If she lets Coda dictate that this is a strong style striking fight, she’s gonna get destroyed!

Seth Ernst: I think Casey’s too smart, too talented to allow that to happen.

Miranda Augustino: She better hope you’re right. If you’re not she’s about to find out what happens when you invite a Kaiju to a gunfight and then you only brought a butter knife with you!

Coda tries to mount Casey and starts raining strikes down on her but Casey reaches up, throwing her legs around and starts to slide into an arm-in triangle choke. Coda elevates caey, lifting her up enough to powerbomb her back down into place. Casey loses her grip and Coda holds for the cover again.

ONE!

TWO!

CASEY KICKS OUT!

Casey rolls over and Coda goes with her. Casey tries for the choke again and Coda pulls away before Casey can sink it in properly. Coda gets to her feet, Casey doing likewise. Casey jumps up and hits a superman punch. Coda is staggered slightly and then fires back with an overhand chop followed by a spinning backfist and then jumps into a knee strike that puts Casey down again. Coda jumps on for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

CASEY KICKS OUT!

Casey cradles Coda.

ONE!

TWO!

CODA KICKS OUT!

As they jostle around, each trying to hook the other one, Coda ends up rolling Casey into a crucifix position. Casey struggles against the pin and Coda starts to viciously blast away with rapidfire elbows strike to the face. Casey is helpless to fight back with her arms hooked by Coda’s right arm and legs. Blood starts coming from Casey's face and Coda rolls her over into the crucifix pin.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

CASEY GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Seth Ernst: No way that just happened!

Miranda Augustino: How did Casey survive that assault?

Seth Ernst: Coda’s looking to put an end to this right now with that furious flurry!

Miranda Augustino: And yet… it’s not over…

Casey staggers up and falls against the ropes, somehow managing to remain standing with the ropes’ help. Coda gets to her feet and moves in, kicking Casey in the legs. Casey tries to hop away and Coda kicks her leg again. Casey hops a step and then jumps into an enziguri that sends Coda across the bottom rope. Casey runs across the ring, rebounds off and comes back with a tiger feint kick that sends Coda back off the ropes onto her back on the mat. Casey wipes the blood from her eyes and jumps into a somersault leg drop. Coda eats the impact and Casey covers.

ONE!

TWO!

CODA KICKS OUT!

Casey moves to Coda’s legs to look for a hold and Coda cracks her in the face with a wicked elbow strike. Casey staggers back, holding her bloody face. Coda gates up and looks for a front kick. Casey catches the leg, pulls Coda in and spins into a capture suplex. Casey reaches down and hooks a guillotine. Coda bridges up, simultaneously allowing Casey to sink the hold in deeper and running up the ropes, to flip over into a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

CASEY KICKS OUT!

Both competitors roll away from each other and start to slowly get to their feet. They come back at each other and Casey snaps off a reverse knife-edge chop.

Crowd: WHOOOOO!

Coda recoils and then fires back in kind.

Crowd: WHOOOOO!

Casey gives her another one.

Crowd: WHOOOOO!

Coda comes back with an overhand chop. Casey’s knees buckle and Coda gives her a second one that knocks Casey back into the ropes. Casey comes off and throws an elbow strike that draws blood on Coda. Coda Hits back with another overhand chop. Casey grimaces and falls to her knees. Coda starts to move in but Casey punches her in the solar plexus. Coda doubles voer and Casey punches her again. Coda falls to her knees. Casey punches her in the face. Coda fires back. Casey snaps off a reverse knife-edge chop that causes Coda to fall back almost onto her back like a bop bag.

Crowd: WHOOOOO!

Coda comes back with an overhand chop. This time it’s Casey's turn to go almost all the way onto her back. Casey throws a forearm. Coda recoils and lands a big elbow that knocks Casey down. Coda jumps in for a jackknife cover.

ONE!

TWO!

CASEY CRADLES CODA!

ONE!

TWO!

CODA KICKS OUT!

Both competitors crawl to the ropes and start pulling themselves up as the crowd urges them on.

Seth Ernst: How are either of them still going at this point?

Miranda Augustino: Casey wanted this match worse than anybody else wanted a match on this card and Coda loves this that much. Neither of them is going to want to just roll over and die!

Seth Ernst: I can’t believe what we’re seeing!

Miranda Augustino: To be honest, me neither…

The two make it to their feet and step away from the ropes, both of them shuffling like a drunk that’s fighting just to stay upright after a three-day bender. Coda comes close to Casey and gets in an overhand chop. Casey almost goes back down but manages to grab nto Coda to keep herself standing. Casey taes a deep breath and then head butts Coda. Coda staggers back and spins into a discus clothesline. Casey catches the arm coming in and steps behind her for a half nelson suplex. Casey floats over for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

CODA GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Casey starts to get up and Coda gives her an upkick that causes Casey to crumple back to the mat. Coda throws an arm over for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-NO!

CASEY GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Coda rolls over away from Casey and slowly gets up. Casey wills herself to her feet as well. Coda goes for the Symphonic Elbow but Caey side steps it, catches Coda and reverses into the Stock Plunge. Casey throws an arm over for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Casey rolls over, spent and unable to get up while Cod remains flat on her back as well. Trainers run in to attend to them as the crowd goes crazy for what they’ve just witnessed.

Seth Ernst: That was…

Miranda Augustino: Yes… it was…

Seth Ernst: They fought like hell til the end!

Miranda Augustino: They really did.

Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentleman, here is your winner, CASEY HOLLIDAY!!!

Winner: Casey Holliday
Result: Pinfall

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The scene opens backstage. Donovan Cunningham and Alexandra Caldwell are in the interview area. In the background the March Mayhem banner is hanging on the wall. Donnie is holding the NFW Genesis Championship for his client as Alexandra stares into the camera, laser focused on what she has to say.

Alexandra Caldwell: “So what’s my opinion of Lana Corvin...”

Alexandra shrugs.

Alexandra Caldwell: “Does my opinion of the girl really matter? She has been in NFW for close to a calendar year. This is the biggest match of her life. Fair to say?”

Donovan Cunningham: “Correct.”

Alexandra Caldwell: “Unlike Trixie and Zara, I can’t argue against her not deserving this opportunity. The reason why I have no strong opinion whatsoever on you Lana, when the history books are written on the greatness on my Genesis Championship reign, Ms. Corvin, you will stand as another statistic, on my championship reign. Like Zara and Trixie before her, you will be a notch on my belt. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, I’ve never faced a Corvin before, I listened to what she said last week. I could face the Pope, The President, a Czar, a Dictator or a five star general, the end result will be the same, Alexandra Caldwell wins. We don’t need a crystal ball to prognosticate what is going to happen. Just a matter of what match that is going to take place. Frankly, does it matter?”

Donovan Cunningham turns his head to face Alexandra.

Donovan Cunningham: “Of course not!

Alexandra smiles. Donovan hands Alex her championship. He turns to the camera.

Donovan Cunningham: “Lana, NFW universe, what you are looking at right now is a once in a lifetime athlete. The strongest wrestler pound for pound in NFW. The most athletic woman of any generation. The crim dela crim of professional wrestling. You could force this woman to compete in a ladder match. Surround fire around the ring. Cage her up. If sixty minutes are required to get the job done, there is no situation in this world that Alexandra Caldwell can’t handle. When the bell rings after the inevitable result, yall will once again utter three simple words.”

Donovan holds up three fingers.

Donovan Cunningham: “All hail Alexandra.”

Donovan and Alexandra turn to each other. They fist bump, then they walk off as the scene fades to black.

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NFW Presents: MARCH MAYHEM III! 03/26/2022! Mar 26, 2022 15:19:22 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Mar 26, 2022 15:19:22 GMT -8

Match #5/Genesis Championship

Thea Crawford: The following contest is for the NFW Genesis Championship! Introducing first, the challenger! From Los Angeles, California, she weighs in at one hundred sixty-eight pounds… She is the “Favored of the Goddess” Lana Corvin!

The arena lights fade as the slow build intro to “How You Like That” by BLACKPINK starts up. Purple spotlights start passing over the crowd when the lyrics kick in. They wander all around the arena as the song continues to play and build.

Boran deusi muneojyeosseo
Badageul ttulko jeo jihakkaji
Ot kkeutjarak japgetdago
Jeo nopi du soneul ppeodeobwado

When the first verse finishes a white spotlight lights up the entrance as “Favored of the Goddess” Lana Corvin struts out from the back. She stands there looking out arrogantly over the crowd. They show their hate to her, whether it's for her or just her family you can’t be sure.

Dasi kamkamhan igose light up the sky
Ne du nuneul bomyeo I'll kiss you goodbye
Silkeot biuseora kkoljoeunikka
Ije neohui hana dul set

As the pre-chorus plays out Lana sets her feet shoulder-width apart. She lowers her head and looks down at the floor. When the chorus kicks in she throws her head back and her coat open.

Ha, how you like that? (Woo!)
You gon' like that, that-that-that, that, that-that-that, that
How you like that? (Bada bing, bada boom, boom, boom)
How you like that, that-that-that, that, that-that-that, that?

She starts to strut her way towards the ring as the lights raise and the song continues. She talks some smack with some of the more vocal and heckling members of the crowd. She returns all of their verbal jabs as only one of the Corvin's can.

Now, look at you, now look at me (Uh)
Look at you, now look at me (Uh)
Look at you, now look at me
How you like that?
Now, look at you, now look at me (Uh)
Look at you, now look at me (Uh)
Look at you, now look at me
How you like that?

She continues her mocking of the crowd by pointing to herself and then to the crowd in sync with the lyrics. She climbs the ring steps and then into the ring. She circles around out glaring out at the crowd and talking more trash. She then runs to one set up the ropes and stands up on them raising an arm high.

Your girl need it all and that's a hundred
Baek gae junge baek nae mokseul wonhae
Karma come and get some
Ttakajiman eojjeol su eopjana
What's up? I'm right back
Bangasoereul cock back
Plain Jane get hijacked, don't like me?
Then tell me how you like that, like that

She jumps down and moves to her corner to wait for the match to start.

Seth Ernst: Well, folks, Ms. Lana Corvin was justly rewarded this championship shot after Team NFW successfully kept our doors open!

Miranda Augustino: Claro que si! Look, I know the argument. The Last of the Valkyries gave us a chance, but it wasn’t just Morgan Payne who won the Ultimate Battleground. Lana Corvin was one of the people who helped NFW’s heartbeat stay alive. It was a team effort, Seth. Enough said!

Seth Ernst: Well, I agree with you, Miranda, but the Kingdom honestly believe they’re the ones who deserve all of the praise. Considering Lana is friends with them, it makes you wonder…

Thea Crawford: Aaaaaand her opponent! From Compton, California by way of Las Vegas, Nevada, she weighs in at one hundred sixty-five pounds… She is the NFW Genesis Champion, Alexandra “Diamond” Caldwell!

“I Am The Fire” by Halestorm hits the PA system as Alexandra Caldwell walks out onto the stage. With the Genesis championship belt around her waist, she is met with a chorus of boos. She stands there putting her hands together. Cracking her knuckles, she storms down to the ring with an unmistakable purpose. Once she gets to the ring, she slides under the bottom rope. Pulling herself up, she walks over to the turnbuckle. Deciding to take a seat in the corner, she rests her arms on the middle rope. The blank expression on her face is quite telling. She mentally goes into a place that’s chilling as she waits for her music to stop playing.

Miranda Augustino: Alright, alright, let’s get back on track, shall we?

Seth Ernst: Right. Love her or hate her, Mrs. Alexandra Caldwell-Zdunich has proven to be a force to be reckoned with.

Miranda Augustino: Ayyy, I’ll agree with that. She had such a strong showcase in 2021 and won the Genesis title at WrestleWar XVIII. Can she continue to be Dat Girl?!

On the stage, Isabella Santiago stands with the microphone as she spins the Wheel of Mayhem. It slows to a stop on...

Isabella Santiago: This match will be...A 30 MINUTE IRON WOMAN MATCH!!

Seth Ernst: Ohhh man, this one's gonna be wild!!

Miranda Augustino: This one's gonna be insane, you kidding?! LET'S GOOOOOOOOO!!

With the ladies in the ring, referee Nigel Potter asks for the Genesis Championship from Alexandra. She shoots him a look before she unfastens the belt and hands it over. Nigel raises the gold up in the air, displaying what’s at stake. Lana and Alexandra’s eyes, however, stay on each other, narrowing as they move into their fighting stances. After the referee passes the belt to a ringside official who sets the belt on the Trauma commentary table, the bell sounds off.

Ding, ding, ding!

The thirty-minute timer begins and the Champion and Challenge suddenly attack each other. Alexandra Caldwell has the power while Lana Corvin has the speed. The fans watch as Alexandra tries to gain the upper hand with powerful body shots, but Lana’s agility allows her to evade at precise moments. Lana retaliates with quick strikes and initiates a competition with a knife-edge chop. Gritting her teeth, Alexandra retorts with a knife-edge chop of her own.

The Crowd: OHHH! OHHH!

Their verbal reactions continue to sound off within the arena as Lana and Alexandra trade blows. Alexandra manages to land a stiff shot, causing Lana to stagger back. However, Lana doesn’t back down. She goes for another knife-edge chop -- except she feigns out and nails Alexandra with an uppercut right under her chin. Alexandra staggers back now, while Lana taps the side of her head to display her intellect. Seizing Alexandra, Lana sends her towards one of the corners of the ring with an Irish whip. She doesn’t even allow Alexandra any time to defend herself as she hits her with a charging high knee, pressuring her against the turnbuckles. While Alexandra slumps a little, Lana backpedals and seeks to rush her. However, Alexandra’s little possum play allows her to surprise Lana with a standing dropkick to halt her movements.

Lana falls back, but she rolls the landing and gets back to her feet. Alexandra charges her in search of a running elbow strike, yet Lana ducks underneath and catches Alexandra on the way back with an enzuigiri. Alexandra hits the mat and Lana opts for a double footstomp, but the Champion rolls out of the way before impact is made. Getting to her feet, Alexandra blocks a couple of quick attacks from Lana before seizing her, dropping her with a short-arm clothesline. When Alexandra goes for a double knee drop, Lana moves out of the way and Alexandra hits the blank canvas. The Challenger is able to take Alexandra down to the mat with an STO. Lana’s quick to go for the first pin attempt of the match and referee Nigel Potter is able to keep up with the Second-Generation Prodigy--

One!

--but Alexandra powers out! With Lana thrown off of her, Alexandra swiftly rises to her feet and kicks Lana in the midsection, halting her speed for the time being. Lifting Lana up, Dat Girl delivers a beautiful-looking northern lights suplex that quickly transitions into a pin attempt!

One!

T--

Lana kicks out immediately after the one-count. The women are quick to their feet and Lana uses her speed to catch Alexandra off-guard with a schoolgirl pin--

One!

T--

But Alexandra’s able to roll them over and attempt an inside cradle pin!

One!

Tw--

Lana kicks out again, rolling over to evade Alexandra’s grappling attempt. Once both women are back on their feet, they stare at each other while the fans offer a round of applause!

Seth Ernst: They may not be fan favorites, but the fans are showing their respect for Caldwell and Corvin.

Miranda Augustino: Si, si! You gotta appreciate classic wrestling like this.

Caldwell and Corvin’s staredown only intensifies as they exchange a few words.

Alexandra Caldwell: Not bad, kid.

Lana Corvin: Not bad? Bitch, I’m a Corvin.

Caldwell simply chuckles at this and dares her Challenger to lock up in the center of the ring. Corvin narrows her eyes, but she amuses the Champion and the two engage in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Despite Caldwell’s strength, she is surprised by Corvin’s as the younger wrestler overpowers her. Pulling Caldwell into a side headlock, Corvin applies pressure and looks to twist upward for a neckbreaker. Caldwell is able to break away before Corvin can execute it and tries to counter with a spinning heel kick. However, Corvin catches her leg and dragon whips her halfway across the ring. Caldwell’s quick to rise up and she charges forward with a running forearm smash, but Corvin is faster in her movements and she halts the Champion’s movements with “Hecate’s Dagger” (Shotei Palm Strike) to the ribs!

Seth Ernst: OW!

Miranda Augustino: Yikes! You can hear that all the way in the nosebleeding seats, Seth!

The sudden impact forces Caldwell to cough and sputter, trying to draw oxygen into her lungs. With a smirk, Corvin bounces herself off of the ropes and catches the Bearer of Genesis with “Damnation” (Flying Crucifix Cradle)! Potter wastes no time and moves in for the count--

One!

Two!

Caldwell kicks out!

Corvin scoffs but doesn’t show any sign of frustration otherwise. Rising to her feet, she utilizes her quickness and rains a series of stomps down on Caldwell’s ribs. This, in turn, continues to agitate Caldwell and create a weakness she’s trying to protect. The referee begins a five-count for Corvin’s assault, but she doesn’t stop even as he counts to “four!” Once he reaches five, Potter forces Corvin away from Caldwell and scolds her. A disqualification can very well lead to the Champion scoring a point over the Goddess’ Favorite. Corvin narrows her eyes and mouths off at the official, all the while Caldwell turns on her side to draw precious air. Honing in on her target, Corvin grabs ahold of Caldwell, pulls her to her feet, and knees her in the ribs. The fans spectating from their seats gasp as Corvin lifts Caldwell up into a precarious position -- the beginning of “Spear of Diana” (Stalling Suplex-into-Neckbreaker)!

Seth Ernst: If Ms. Corvin hits this, she’ll go up one point and hold the advantage!

Miranda Augustino: C’mon, chica! I know you’ve inherited your father’s arrogance, but don’t waste any time!

Corvin’s arrogance leads to her showing off her power -- even for the briefest of moments. However, the Diamond of the Genesis Division struggles and manages to break free! Before Corvin can react, Caldwell leaps into the air and hits her signature Jumping Corkscrew Roundhouse Kick! The fans are shocked by this! Faltering, Corvin stumbles before she finally hits the mat with a THUD. Sucking in a breath of air, Caldwell doesn’t allow another second to go by as she pulls Corvin to sit up -- and ensnare her in “When the Lights Go Out” (Rear Naked Choke)!

Seth Ernst: Uh-oh, Lana’s in trouble!

Miranda Augustino: Ayyy caramba! When the Lights Go Out and there’s nowhere to go!

The NFW faithful in Chicago watches as Corvin struggles in the dangerous submission. Potter checks on her, but she refuses to give up! Gritting her teeth, Caldwell is able to lock her legs around Corvin’s waist and cross her ankles. She’s applying pressure on the sides of Corvin’s ribs all while torquing the hold around her neck. Corvin tries to break out, check her surroundings, but she’s stuck in No Woman’s Land -- the dead center of the ring. With the time always ticking, the Arrogant Youth decides to tap out after a minute of struggling!

Ding, ding, ding!

Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentlemen, Alexandra Caldwell has scored her first point of the Ironwoman match!

Seth Ernst: The Champ scores the first point of the match!

Miranda Augustino: Hey, there’s still plenty of time! A lot can happen in twenty minutes, Seth. Lana couldn’t risk further agitation!

Even with the score up 1-0, Alexandra’s hold on Lana doesn’t let up! Nigel begins a five-count, and right before he reaches “five!”, that’s when Alexandra finally releases Ashe’s daughter. She won’t risk a disqualification, but she’s certainly becoming more aggressive. Getting herself to her feet, Alexandra doesn’t hesitate to deliver a swift kick to Corvin’s temple, forcing her onto her side. With her Challenger’s back exposed, Alexandra kicks the center of Lana’s spine and causes her to yell out in pain. Wisely, Lana begins to roll away from Alexandra, trying to gain some distance between the two. However, Alexandra rushes the younger woman and nails her with a baseball slide that not only sends her out of the ring, but Lana crashes against the Trauma commentary table!

Seth Ernst: Whoa, hey! Careful!

Miranda Augustino: Vicious! Como un tigre, Seth! That’s Alexandra Caldwell!

Nigel looks out from inside of the ring to see how Lana is doing. Alexandra begins to move towards the ropes, but the referee stops her and argues with her. The Genesis Champion narrows her eyes at him and yet she allows him to begin an official count.

“One!”

“Two!”

“Three!”

Even the fans are counting along with Nigel. Lana grits her teeth and uses the table to pull herself up slowly.

“Four!”

“Five!”

“Six!”

With a smirk, Alexandra moves towards the ropes closest to Lana. The moment Lana’s on her feet, Alexandra ignores the referee and launches herself with a slingshot crossbody, taking Lana back down onto the black padded floor! The nearby fans are on their feet to check on them and even Nigel has to come out and see what’s going on, disrupting his count.

The Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

The excitement of the fans knows no bounds. Nigel checks on Lana while Alexandra’s up to her feet. She takes a moment to simply breathe while cradling her ribs. It must hurt. She rolls herself back into the ring, knowing that a countout will favor her with another point. Lana growls at the referee when he shares his concern and begins to crawl towards the ring slowly. Shaking his head, Nigel gets back in the ring and begins a new official count.

“One!”

“Two!”

“Three!”

“Four!”

There are a few fans who are actually rallying behind Lana. Using the ring apron, she begins to pull herself up to her feet.

“Five!”

“Six!”

“Seven!”

Alexandra has taken the precious moment to recuperate. Lana manages to roll herself into the ring as Nigel counts to “eight!” Zeroing in on Lana, Alexandra begins to pull her to her feet -- only for Lana to shock Alexandra with a double knee gutbuster! More of the fans rise to their feet as the time continues to count down. Alexandra falls to the side, completely taken off guard with the sudden burst of pain. Lana is a little slow, but she rises to her feet and proceeds to viciously stomp on Alexandra’s ribs. The referee has to separate the two after a count of five and he tries to argue with the fiery youngster. Alexandra rolls over onto her side and cradles her ribs once again. The Favored of the Goddess hisses at the referee before moving past him and stalking the Champion. Lana grabs ahold of Alexandra-- by her long braided hair-- and forces her to her feet. She begins a whole new array of quick strikes, specifically targeting Alexandra’s ribs.

The Genesis Champion staggers back, trying to gain some distance until her back is pressed against the turnbuckles. Her Challenger closes the distance between them and lifts her up onto the top turnbuckle. Lana ascends the ropes, but when she reaches the middle turnbuckle, Alexandra tries to fight her off out of desperation. The two of them exchange blows, but Lana’s strikes are as vicious as her attitude, perhaps even knocking some sense out of Alexandra. The fans watch in awe as Lana steps up onto the top ropes and uses Alexandra to keep herself balanced. Without warning, Lana leaps up onto Alexandra’s shoulders and sends her crashing onto the mat with “Wrath of the Goddess” (Top-Rope Hurricanrana)!

Seth Ernst: Look at the HEIGHT on that signature move!

Miranda Augustino: Ayyy, chica! Beautifully done, Lana!

If every fan in attendance wasn’t on their feet before? They are now! Caldwell is down in the middle of the ring. Corvin has to take a moment to recover, though she doesn’t waste too much time -- for time will not stop for her. Soon, she shadows over Caldwell and reaches down to pull her to her feet. With a swift kick to Caldwell’s ribs, Corvin’s forced her to double over and she places her in a familiar position. Corvin seizes Caldwell’s arms, lifts her up, and drives her face down onto the mat with--

Miranda Augustino: THE GLORIFIER, BABY!

Seth Ernst: I don’t think Mrs. Caldwell is going to get up from that!

With the perfect execution of “The Glorifier” (ala Christopher Daniels’ Angel’s Wings), Corvin turns Caldwell over and goes for the pin, hooking the leg! The referee counts -- as do the fans!

ONE!

TWO!

…

THREE!

Ding, ding, ding!

Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentlemen, Lana Corvin has scored her first point of the Ironwoman match!

Seth Ernst: Alright, folks! We’re all tied up now. Ms. Corvin’s given herself a pinfall victory and a point!

Miranda Augustino: THIS IS SO HYPE! You gotta love it, Seth! Never underestimate a Corvin!

Rising up, Corvin stands with reinvigorated arrogance and plays off the fans. The mixture of cheers and boos is surreal. The score is tied at 1-1 and there are only ten minutes left on the clock. Potter checks on Caldwell who is slow to respond. Corvin scowls and pushes Potter out of the way to grab ahold of Caldwell. The referee shouts at Corvin who simply ignores him and pulls Caldwell to her feet. The Second-Gen Prodigal Daughter drags Caldwell by her hair towards one of the corners of the ring and forces her up onto the top turnbuckle. Corvin follows after her in a hurry and levels Caldwell on the way down with a cutthroat goriconoclasm. She goes for the cover and hooks Caldwell’s leg, demanding Potter to count -- who complies --

ONE!

TWO!

Caldwell kicks out despite her own pain!

The sign of frustration begins to clutch Corvin, but she’s able to keep herself calm. Standing up, she stares at Caldwell who’s still down, and spits on her! The fans disapprove of this blatant gesture of disrespect and boo the Challenger who just laughs at them. She drags Caldwell towards the same corner as before and begins to climb the turnbuckles. Potter moves out of the way and watches Corvin balance herself on the top rope. Corvin leaps off for a 450 splash -- BUT CALDWELL GETS HER KNEES UP AT THE LAST SECOND!

Seth Ernst: Unreal! Did you see that, Miranda?!

Miranda Augustino: Where did THAT come from?! I thought Caldwell was down for sure!

Corvin rolls over in agony, favoring her own ribs! Caldwell forces herself to sit up slowly, her pain still devouring her from the inside out. She turns over and uses the ropes to help her to her feet. Corvin’s not too far behind, though she’s still suffering from the unexpected counter. Potter observes as the Diamond of the Genesis Division glares at Corvin. She moves in on her, kicks her in the midsection, and forces her into a precarious position--

Seth Ernst: THE DIAMOND DRIVER!

Miranda Augustino: No way! NO WAY!

With “The Diamond Driver” (Belly-to-Belly Piledriver), Caldwell sucks in a breath of air -- painstakingly so -- and turns Corvin over. Potter moves in as the Champion goes for the cover and hooks the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

. . .

Corvin gets her shoulder up A SPLIT SECOND AFTER THE THREE!

Ding, ding, ding!

Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentlemen, Alexandra Caldwell has scored her second point!

Seth Ernst: And with that, Mrs. Caldwell-Zdunich is up two-to-one!

Miranda Augustino: Ayyy, que loco! There’s barely any time left on the clock, but still! Don’t count Lana Corvin out!

There are only five minutes left! The fans are going crazy, a mixture of cheers and boos resounding within the arena! Alexandra rolls away, a slight gasp for air as she’s up 2-1. All she has to do now is get the time to zero before Lana can score another point. Forcing herself to sit up, Lana is absolutely enraged! She shouts at the referee, trying to argue the count, but Nigel raises three fingers in a simple gesture. A second wind begins to surge through Lana and Alexandra knows she has to stop her. Bouncing off the ropes, Alexandra hits Lana with a low dropkick, but Lana rolls through it and begins to rise. Alexandra narrows her eyes, Lana glares right back at her, and the two exchange fierce blows! There’s no stopping them; Nigel is completely aware of this. It isn’t until Lana rakes Alexandra’s eyes and halts her momentum! Running up, Lana sends Alexandra head-first onto the mat with a tornado DDT. She goes for the pin and hooks the leg, Nigel moving in--

ONE!

TWO!

Alexandra kicks out!

It’s another tick of anger on the Arrogant Youth. Rising up, Lana drags Alexandra towards one of the corners and ascends the turnbuckles -- only to transition right into “Goddess’ Favor” (BME)! Once again, Lana goes for the cover and hooks Alexandra’s leg again!

ONE!

TWO!

…

ALEXANDRA GETS HER SHOULDER UP BEFORE THREE!!

Lana SCREAMS with absolute fury! There’s no time left to spare, and so out of pure desperation, she manipulates Alexandra into a dangerous position. Diehard fans of wrestling, especially of the Epic Wrestling Organization era, recognize this submission finisher: Ashe Corvin’s “The Touch of Pain” (Koji Clutch)!

Seth Ernst: Hey, that’s--

Miranda Augustino: THE TOUCH OF PAIN! One of her father’s finishers!!

Alexandra is so close and yet so far from the ropes! She’s exhausted, oxygen leaving her body slowly as Lana demands her surrender. Nigel checks on the Genesis Champion, but she refuses to tap out. The fans are counting down the seconds that remain -- an entire minute’s worth! Alexandra kicks her legs a little, but her hands don’t touch the mat. Lana begins to scream at Alexandra, torquing the hold as the seconds elapse.

Seth Ernst: As desperate as Lana is, Alexandra refuses to surrender!

Through the excruciating pain, Alexandra will NOT give up! She’s beginning to fade as the time is ticking down. Lana is gritting her teeth, hissing with fury, and clamping down on Alexandra. . .

The Crowd: TEN!

NINE!

EIGHT!

SEVEN!

SIX!

FIVE!

FOUR!

THREE!

TWO!

ONE!

. . .

The clock reaches ZERO -- and it’s only a millisecond after that when Alexandra Caldwell taps out! At this point, it’s too late for Lana Corvin as Nigel Potter forces her to break the hold!

DING, DING, DING!

Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner… AND STILL the New Frontier Genesis Champion, “DAT GIRL” ALEXANDRAAAAAAA CALDWELLLLLLLLLLL!

Seth Ernst: Holy crap! That was -- how CLOSE was that, Miranda?!

Miranda Augustino: I-I swear Alexandra tapped out BEFORE zero! Just… WOW!

Even as “I Am The Fire” by Halestorm hits the PA system, there’s a slow motion replay on the NFW Tron of the last three seconds of the Ironwoman match. The clock DOES reach zero before Alexandra taps out! Lana rises to her feet and stares with fury at this. So close! TOO CLOSE! One of the ringside officials collects the Genesis Championship from the commentary table and holds it out towards Nigel Potter. He moves to retrieve it and turns around to see Lana glaring down at Alexandra who’s slowly beginning to stir with life.

Seth Ernst: Well, that settles that. Mrs. Alexandra Caldwell-Zdunich is STILL champ!

Miranda Augustino: Ayyy, Dios! All the credit to Ms. Lana Corvin, though! That was an incredible match!

Nigel is cautious -- and rightfully so. To his surprise, and perhaps the surprise of many, however, Lana doesn’t attack Alexandra while she’s down. Instead, she just… exits the ring and offers a slow clap. The fans recite with applause, cheers and boos all around. Nigel hands Alexandra her strap and she… chuckles. Nearly out of breath, she’s helped to her feet by the referee. Alexandra returns the applause for Lana in the exact same manner: slow yet profound. The Genesis Champion raises her gold in the air before the camera changes perspective.

Winner: Alexandra Caldwell
Result: Iron Woman
Championship Retained

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The camera starts up backstage where we can see Kasey Kash, accompanied by JahJah and his fiancee, Erika Crawford. Kasey looks at both of them before looking at the camera crew, and beginning to speak.

Kasey Kash: ”...you know. People like to treat me differently. They treat me like I’m an outcast all because of the way I talk, and if it ain’t ‘bout that, then it’s the tattoos that cover my body… and if it ain’t that then it’s all because I choose to put myself through levels of violence that would make Charles Manson uncomfortable…”

In the background we can see Erika getting a phone call, she steps out of frame to answer the call.

Kasey Kash: ”...that was until I met a handful of people who treated me as an equal… one of those people happened to be Kai Morgan. Now Ringmaster… you fucked up by doing what you did. Then you fucked up once more after you agreed to having this match against me. Because you’re gonna be in that ring with New Frontiers Anti-Christ… you’re gonna be in that ring with a dangerous… dangerous man. Now… here’s what’s gonna happen in that match-”

JahJah: ”YOU SEE WHAT’S GON HAPPEN IS KASEY MOTHAFUCKIN KASH IS GONNA STOMP YOUR STUPID FUCKIN TEETH DOWN YOUR THROAT, DAWG! YOU FUCKED UP BIG TIME, YOU DUMB BITCH! YOU FUCK WITH ANYONE IS KASE’S CREW THEN YOU ALREADY KNOW YOU IN FOR A WORLD OF HURT!”

Kasey chuckles, holding JahJah back from the camera.

Kasey Kash: ”What I was gonna say was-”

That’s when Erika comes back in the frame, teary eyed, straight into Kaseys arms.

Kasey Kash: ”Hey hey hey…come on now, E… what’s wrong?!”

Erika lifts her head up, meeting Kaseys eyes.

Erika Crawford: ”Its-it’s Beau.. he-he… he… he’s in the hospital, Kasey… a-... apparently he collapsed at the hotel and… and… an-”

Kaseys eyes drop, the normally loud JahJah isn’t saying a word.

Kasey Kash: ”Is he… has he-”

Erika Crawford: ”No… but the umm… the doctors are saying it’s not looking good for him… Kasey we gotta go.”

Kasey Kash: ”I-”

Just at that moment, a stagehand comes rushing up to Kasey, informing him that he’s needed.

Kasey Kash: ”We gotta go.”

Kasey and JahJah walk out of frame, and the camera pans back to Erika, who receives one last text on her phone, the contents of it unseen to us. But she wipes away her tears and walks the other way, out of frame.

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The scene comes up on a dark scene with a spotlight on Cali-Kate as she sits on a stool. She has a closed off pose, legs in and hands together on her lap, face looking down.

Cali-Kate: Story time.

Kate sighs a bit and there’s a moment

Cali-Kate: Once upon a time, there was a beautiful maiden who lived in a fantastical world. She believed in doing everything right, playing nice, following the rules. She was a powerful warrior in her own right and in the kingdom of HYBRID, she was known to be both fierce and kind. Then the great darkness came to their kingdom in the form of Children.

Kate sniffles a bit and her lips twitch as she continues.

Cali-Kate: Of the many warriors who began resisting the Children, the warrior maiden was the one who made the gains against them, at first, that kept the spirit alive. That was until she was told something deeply personal. Her own body, betraying her bloodline, so that bearing an heir would be unlikely. Broken and shattered, the leader of the darkness came to make a deal with the maiden: her loyalty for her continued legacy.

Kate began to shake as a tear formed in her eye.

Cali-Kate: The maiden took the offer, wanting nothing more than to have her own family. It was selfish, but few who understood the concept of her grief blamed her. She didn't fight forever for the darkness. She fulfilled her obligation and nearly broke those resisting. With that fulfilled, she took her rightful place in the Resistance once again to banish the darkness, but she would never live happily ever after.

Kate sat up straight, almost shaking not in despair, but in a seething rage.

Cali-Kate: A long time ago, Lucifer used me to nearly break my friends. Two years later, I stupidly didn't learn from my fucking mistake and let another use me to further his damn goals. All of that misery that could have been avoided because of me. All of that shit because I chose that path.

Kate looks down for a moment, but when she looks back up her eyes practically flash with new determination.

Cali-Kate: But now, I have a chance at vengeance. You see, neither of them would have got into their damn positions without me, whether either one is willing to admit it or not. Lucifer's war that nearly destroyed HYBRID, his final battle with Dean, all because of what I set into motion. The wheels of fate just turned from there. Anton, wouldn't have made nearly a year with the championship if he didn't have a fire lit inside him. Who do you fucking think did all that shit?

Kate gets up out of the stool, knocking it over as she stares into the camera.

Cali-Kate: I don't owe shit to either of them and now they've decided to merge into one entity. And you know what? That just makes it even fucking easier for me. Oh sure, Lucifer says it'll just be Anton out there, but there's a reason he's the Prince of Lies. His word only extends to whatever deal he's struck and there is no goddamn deal with me. He knows that. So he'll be in there, probably waiting for me to believe that he isn't there and then he'll strike.

Kate's voice rises steadily.

Cali-Kate: As he is right now, there is no separating the once and past Demon Prince from this new Prince. And believe me, I will prove him wrong next week. And not only will I prove him wrong, and by extension be proven right, but here at March Mayhem I'll defeat Lucifer single handedly and end any doubt that this place isn't protected against him! Just as the warrior maiden stood against the darkness before, but this time there will be no deals, no bargains! Just me and him and sending him exactly where he belongs.

Kate shudders one more time.

Cali-Kate: This part, Anton, Lucifer, whichever, is where you look in my eyes and not see the Geekette Extraordinaire, not Primal Kate, you will see the Wildcard that put you away and earned the Undisputed title. You will see the Gold Standard that keeps the bar set higher than you can reach. You will see, before I kick your ass back to hell, the last image of defiance against everything you have ever brought. Watch me.

The camera zooms in on Kate's face, determined and vicious, before the scene fades out.

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NFW Presents: MARCH MAYHEM III! 03/26/2022! Mar 26, 2022 15:52:24 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Mar 26, 2022 15:52:24 GMT -8

Match #6

The cameras return to ringside where fans await the arrivals of the next competitors.

The eerie, creeper words that start “The Netherworld Circus” are heard echoing through the dark arena. As they finish, spotlights come up on the ramp and some dark, evil looking clowns are seen dancing around and then two of them hold up a dark curtain at the entrance and stand there, waiting as the rest continue dancing around on the ramp.

Ringmistress: Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, prepare yourself for a night of dark and violence. The Dark Circus proudly brings to you, the greatest show of violence on earth, the dark one himself, your favorite performer and mine, the one, the only, The Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiingmasterrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

As she finishes up the introduction, Ringmaster bursts through the curtain, tipping his tophat towards the ring to his girl before giving kicking the cane off the ground and twirling it around and placing it back down and making his way to the ring followed by his clowns who are skipping and dancing behind him. He makes it to the ring and tosses his tophat to Ringmistress followed by his cane and steps into the ring. He removes his jacket and hands it off to her as she steps out of the ring and the lights go off once more. When the lights come on, the music ends and the clowns have disappeared from around ringside, leaving only the Ringmaster and Ringmistress there.

As the opening riff of “Zombified” by Falling In Reverse starts playing throughout the arena, the lights go out, then as the word Zombified is said, we can see Kasey Kash standing on the entrance ramp, accompanied as always by JahJah. He stands there for a moment, taking a couple deep breaths as he looks around the arena, before then walking down the ramp as Thea Crawford makes her introduction.

Thea Crawford: “And introducing his opponent… weighing in tonight at One Hundred and Sixty-Five pounds… from Canberra, Australia… he is The Canberran Anti-Christ… KASEY… FUCKING… KASH!”

As the introduction is made, Kasey stops at the bottom of the ramp, holding his arms outstretched for a mixed reaction from the crowd, which has him confused. But he continues to the ring, JahJah going around to Kaseys corner as Kash takes off his entrance jacket and headband. Clearly in no mood to mess around. He just wants to go right at Ringmaster here tonight.

Back on the stage, as Kasey and The Ringmaster watch, Isabella Santiago spins the Wheel of Mayhem. It goes round and round and round until it slows to a stop on….

Isabella Santiago: This match, ladies and gentlemen will be…FALLS…COUNT…ANYWHERE!!!

Miranda Augustino: OHHHHHHHHHHH SHIT!!

Seth Ernst: THE RULES ARE GOING OUT THE WINDOW FOR THIS ONE, FOLKS!!! THIS ONE’S GONNA BE A FIGHT!!!!

~DING DING DING~

The bell sounds as Ringmaster and Kasey stare each other down. Ringmistress is on the outside, skipping around the ring, giggling like a child as the two men barely move a muscle. Finally, the two of them meet in the middle of the ring and it’s just a slugfest. Kasey begins to get the upper hand as he drives Ringmaster through the ropes and out to the floor. Both men spill out of the ring and the brawl continues on the floor. As Kasey gets a top mount on Ringmaster, Ringmistress is right there and starts pounding on the back of Kasey. This gets his attention and he stands up, staring at Ringmistress who screams bloody murder as Kasey grabs her by the hair and lifts her up off the ground.

Miranda Augustino: Take your hands off of Kitten!

Seth Ernst: She got involved first, Miranda.

Miranda Augustino: Nobody grabs Kitten by the hair except me!

As Kasey stares at Ringmistress, Ringmaster gets back up, steel chair in hand as he cracks it against the back of Kasey, causing him to drop Ringmistress and fall to a knee as Ringmistress flees and cowers behind Miranda. Ringmaster brings the chair up again and cracks Kasey across the back again and again before he drops Kasey down and goes for a cover.

1…

Kickout!

Ringmaster picks Kasey up and sends him into the barricade. Ringmaster charges in and delivers a clothesline that sends them both flying into the crowd. Ringmaster picks Kasey up and delivers a well placed forearm to the side of the head of Kasey who stumbles back through the crowd. Ringmaster stalks Kasey who returns fire with a forearm of his own before sending Ringmaster into the wall back first. Kasey charges in, but Ringmaster moves out of the way and Kasey crashes into the wall and Ringmaster follows it up with an overhead belly to belly suplex right on the floor! Ringmaster doesn’t stop there though as he picks Kasey back up and starts to head up to the second level of the arena. He rams Kasey head first into the handrail as the two ascend higher and higher up to the concourse area and out to the halls.

Kasey blocks a forearm by Ringmaster and delivers a knee right to the gut before grabbing a garbage can and tossing it at Ringmaster, striking him in the face with it. Kasey follows up by hitting a running STO to Ringmaster onto the floor and he goes for a cover.

1…

Kickout!

Ringmaster begins to crawl away, heading towards the entrance doors and to the outside. Kasey grabs Ringmaster and he sends Ringmaster flying through the doors and tumbling onto the concrete sidewalk outside. Kasey picks Ringmaster up and kicks off the building and delivers a tornado DDT to Ringmaster out on the concrete and he goes for another cover.

1…

2…

Kickout!

Seth Ernst: They’ve taken this out to the streets of Chicago now, Mir!

Miranda Augustino: Good, keep that maniac Kasey Kash far away from my Kitten.

Ringmistress: Kasey is a bad bad man, Mirmir!

Kasey and Ringmaster are continuing to brawl, heading into the parking lot. As they get there, Ringmaster just laughs and grins as from behind a row of cars, five clowns appear and Kasey drops his focus on Ringmaster as the clowns begin to move in and surround Kasey. They circle him like prey as Ringmaster gets up to his feet and steps back to watch on. The clowns finally close in and they start to beat down Kasey, taking him to the ground. Two of them pick Kasey up and send him flying into the driver's side window of one of the cars before pulling him out and one tosses a tire iron to Ringmaster while the other four hold a now bloodied Kasey.

Kasey snarls as he just stares at Ringmaster and spits blood right at his opponent. Ringmaster laughs as he comes in and strikes Kasey right in the head with the tire iron before the clowns disperse and he goes for a cover.

1…

2…

Kickout!

Ringmaster picks Kasey up and he looks to deliver Come one, Come All, but Kasey is able to reverse out of it and he shoves Ringmaster into a car. Kasey comes in and bashes the head of Ringmaster over and over again against the hood of the car and he tries to follow it up with a Death Valley Driver on Ringmaster but he’s able to slip out of it and he begins making his way back towards the arena.

Seth Ernst: Those damn clowns, they’re so creepy.

Miranda Augustino: That doesn’t make what they do any less effective though.

Ringmistress: It’s almost time time!

Seth Ernst: Time for what?

Ringmaster and Kasey are now brawling once again as they head back inside of the arena and Kasey sends Ringmaster crashing into one of the merch displays inside. Kasey grabs a Kai Morgan shirt and looks at it as he looks down at Ringmaster.

Kasey Kash: Where’s Kai you freak?!

Kasey wraps the shirt around the throat of Ringmaster and begins to choke him with it before positioning Ringmaster and delivering a curbstomp right onto the floor. He immediately goes for a cover.

1…

2…

3…

Kickout!

Kasey looks shocked as he sits up and stares at the referee who assures Kasey it was only two. Kasey takes the shirt and once again wraps it around the neck of Ringmaster and uses it to drag his opponent through the hall and into the locker room area. He stops at a door and opens it up, sticking Ringmaster’s head in the doorway. Kasey grabs the door and violently slams it, but Ringmaster is able to roll out of the way just in time as the door slams shut. Kasey reaches down to grab Ringmaster, but Ringmaster pokes Kasey in the eyes and delivers a low blow as he begins to laugh.

Ringmaster gets back up to his feet as he picks Kasey up and just tosses him like a ragdoll right into the wall. Kasey hits the wall like a sack of potatoes and falls to the ground. Ringmaster now grabs the bloodied Kasey and starts dragging him down the hallway. He drags Kasey through the backstage area and back out onto the stage where he picks Kasey up and he delivers the Final Act on him. Ringmaster wipes his hands as he places a foot on the chest of Kasey, but before the ref can start his count, the lights go out.

Seth Ernst: What the hell is going on here?!

Miranda Augustino: Kitten, what’s this all about?!

As the lights come on, Ringmaster is standing there, but there’s Kai Morgan standing right there behind him! The crowd goes wild as Kai looks to be seething with anger as he just stares at Ringmaster.

Seth Ernst: It’s Kai Morgan!

Miranda Augustino: And it looks like he’s back to try and get payback on whatever Ringmaster was doing to him, Seth!

From behind Miranda you can hear the maniacal laughter of Ringmistress as Ringmaster turns around to finally see Kai. Ringmaster gets wide eyed as Kai just seething, staring Ringmaster down before he walks past Ringmaster and picks up Kasey. He stares at Kasey for a moment and then back at Ringmaster who just grins and Kasey looks at Kai with a confused look on his face as Kai drops to a knee in front of Ringmaster who laughs and looks at Kasey before he lays down on the stage and motions for Kasey to come over.

Seth Ernst: What in the world are we seeing here Miranda?! Kai bending the knee to Ringmaster and then he lays down?

Miranda Augustino: I’m just as confused as you are, Seth. I don’t know what goes on in the mind of Ringmaster.

Kai motions to Kasey to pin Ringmaster as he lays there, motionless. Kasey looks on confused, but he walks over and drops down and goes for the cover.

1…

2…

3!

As the bell sounds, the lights go out and when they come back on, Ringmaster, Kai, and Ringmistress have all disappeared, leaving Kasey standing there confused.

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner, Kasey Kash!

Seth Ernst: Ringmaster just laid down for Kasey, Miranda. I have no clue what this is about!

Miranda Augustino: This has to just be more mind games from him.

Winner: Kasey Kash
Result: Pinfall

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We cut backstage to find the NFW United States Champion, “Unbreakable” Stacy Jones standing in front of an NFW Trauma backdrop dressed to compete with her championship proudly displayed over her shoulder as she looks intently into the camera.

Stacy Jones: 237 days… 7 defenses…

She points to the title over her shoulder.

Stacy Jones: That’s how long I’ve held this very championship over my shoulder… and how many times I have successfully defended it! This is the first championship I have held here in NFW and I have done everything in my power to not only hold onto it but to represent this company… this country as best as I can!

A slightly solemn look crosses her face.

Stacy Jones: And that could all end tonight…

The Unbreakable One pauses, looking off into the distance for a brief moment before turning her focus back to the camera.

Stacy Jones: But I’m not going to let that happen because I’m not finished yet! A lot of people would look at a championship reign like this and they would be satisfied… but I’m not! I have spilled my blood, my sweat and my tears to win this! I have welcomed challengers no matter how long they’ve been here… and some who aren’t even from here in NFW to begin with… to try and take this from me and they all failed!

Jones adjusts the title over her shoulder a little.

Stacy Jones: When I issued the open challenge for my title… I wasn’t just doing it to help give others a chance! I didn’t just do it to work towards trying to become the greatest US Champion in NFW history! I also did it to make sure I was ready for you, Faye! I did it because I know how talented you are and because I realize how much of a threat you are in taking this away from me!

There’s an intense fire in the eyes of the United States Champion.

Stacy Jones: But as I’ve already said… I’m not ready to give this up just yet! And while I love you like a sister and respect you as a wrestler… tonight?! You’re nothing but my next challenger and I will do EVERYTHING in my power to make sure that you do NOT take this title from me!

Jones takes a step forward and raises her title up to the camera.

Stacy Jones: I’ll see you out there, Faye!

Replacing the title back over her shoulder, The Unbreakable One then walks off camera as we cut elsewhere.

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The view shifts to NFW's Couple Of The Year, #1 Contender to the United States Championship Faye Brown and her manager and BWF Tag Team Champion Logan Bailey. Dressed in her now-iconic Buffalo Bills gear, the Scrap-Iron Scarecrow leans back and relaxes a little bit as Bailey pipes up.

Logan Bailey: "You were still coming out to Die, Die My Darling this time last year. Now you come out to that bomb-ass Bad Boys remix."

Faye Brown: "'Tis true. This is technically the second straight March Mayhem I've faced you on, Stacy. Second straight one I've faced you on with a title on the line, too. Last year it was that five-way for the Perseverance Title... which we really don't like to talk about."

Bailey points to Brown for a second.

Logan Bailey: "Yeah, that was the day I got kidnapped. Stayed that way for about two months."

Faye Brown: "Yeah, never mind that I brought down the Perseverance Title but didn't win it. That was the bigger issue, was that Logan was going to be the subject of an Aztec sacrifice if I didn't get him back."

Logan Bailey: "Which you managed to do. But even that didn't come without consequence."

Faye Brown: "Yeah, because there's another you running around out there now. Except small, blonde, hot, and... still technically you deep down."

There's a pause as Bailey leans back, kind of pouting.

Logan Bailey: "I don't like to talk about her."

Faye Brown: "But we bring all this up because since then? I've been in four title matches since, and only won one of them. And that got erased in the span of about four minutes."

Logan Bailey: "It's easy to forget that those four minutes mean you're a world champion."

Faye Brown: "Yep yep. But everything I've done since the first match I had on Trauma last year? It's all been in the name of finally living up to my potential in the lot of life I've chosen this time. And I brought that up last year, too. How I've not lived up to my potential in anything I've done? It was while I was addressing you, in fact. I won't get into that any further than I did last year, because what further is there to delve? I'm a fuck-up, have been most of my life."

Brown holds a finger up, which is always followed up by a but.

Faye Brown: "But now? After losing out on the Perseverance Title due to a referee's mistake, after fighting both my own personal demons and actual demons to get Logan back, after putting Mevy in a coma in the Devil's Den, after starting and finishing a war just to get this far, after starting the siege of the Privileged Elite in Zion just to get back what should have been mine in the first place... suffice to say, this fuck-up feels pretty due to correct course."

Bailey gets up to turn the camera off, but Faye pops her black lips and continues, taking the Animated Maniac by surprise.

Faye Brown: "I actually had a dream about you this past week."

Logan Bailey: "Oh shit, you're gonna bring that up?"

Faye Brown: "Yep. It was that our roles from high school were reversed. Except we weren't in high school, we were how we are now. We were in the ring together, and you started running me down, talking about our past together. Then you hit me with a couple lines that stuck with me even after I woke up..."

Brown gets up from the couch she'd been sitting on this whole time. She pantomimes having a microphone in her hand, playing the role of her opponent.

Faye Brown: "Look how the tables have turned, Faye. The tattoos, the piercings, the nickname, you changing your hair color... you're a Stacy Jones wannabe. Even after all the time you spent in high school saying I'd never amount to anything, now you wanna be me so bad because I'm more successful than you'll ever be."

Continuing to pantomime, Brown takes an invisible US Title into her hands, and hits air in the head. Faye stops midway through before stopping her acting.

Faye Brown: "And then you hit me in the face with the United States title. That knocked me out, which ironically enough, woke me up in a cold sweat. You'd never do that, you're genuinely one of the sweetest people I know... but with how hard I've worked just to have my accomplishments and myself seem one-hundred percent consequential by comparison to everyone else? I'm gonna dream that about anybody at this point."

Brown sits down, pointing at Logan.

Faye Brown: "Hell, Logan can attest. I've had nightmares about him throwing divorce papers in my face before pulling a Warner Brothers branded briefcase out of his ass and costing me the Zion Wrestling Title."

Bailey just nods in agreement, unfortunately.

Logan Bailey: "Yep, we, uh... we had to talk about that one for a little bit. I'm her manager, I'm obviously never going to do that to her. For one, why would I do any of that when Faye's the only reason I'm alive? For two, who does my doing that even benef--"

Faye Brown: "They--they get it, stop... point is we probably still need therapy. But victory absolves a lot of woes."

Logan Bailey: "Especially victory that ends with "AND NEEEEEEEEEW! NEW FRONTIER WRESTLING UNITED STATES CHAMPION... FAAAAAAAAAAAYE BROOOOOOOOOWN!"

With that, the camera cuts off and the view shifts away...

Last Edit: Mar 26, 2022 15:57:36 GMT -8 by Steven Brody, CEO

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NFW Presents: MARCH MAYHEM III! 03/26/2022! Mar 26, 2022 16:18:58 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Mar 26, 2022 16:18:58 GMT -8

Match #7/United States Championship

Standing out on the stage, Isabella Santiago spins the Wheel of Mayhem...

Isabella Santiago: Ladies and gentlemen! This next match will be...

The wheel goes round and round and round, finally slowing to a stop on...

Isabella Santiago: HELL...IN A CELL!!!!

The crowd oohs and ahhs as the demonic structure is slowly lowered into place around the ring for the next match. Crew members move in to make sure it’s locked down properly and given the right spacing and support.

Seth Ernst: I get nervous every time I see this thing.

Miranda Augustino: I’m sure a lot of people do.

Seth Ernst: You don’t?

Miranda Augustino: I didn’t say that. I understand what we’re in for just by this being here.

The crew members do their final checks and preparations and then take their leave allowing the show to proceed.

Thea Crawford: The following contest is the Hell In A Cell match, it is for the NFW United States Championship and it is set for one fall!

The sounds of police sirens and helicopter rotors fill the arena before a familiar bassline starts.

BAD BOYS! What'cha gon-what'cha gon-what'cha gonna do?

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, the challenger ...being accompanied to the ring by the Animated Maniac of NFW, Logan Bailey, from Syracuse, New York, weighing in at 114 pounds... the Scrap-Iron Scarecrow, FAAAAAAAAAYE BROOOOOWN!

Once the "Method In The Badness" remix of Inner Circle's "Bad Boys" kicks in, out walks Faye Brown, flanked by Logan Bailey. The couple pause on stage to take in the sights and sounds. Faye quickly points to the ring, prompting the two to seemingly march. Once the duo reach ringside, they pause in their tracks at the apron before backing up then rolling in. Brown climbs the nearest turnbuckle and wingspans as Logan points at her and yells "THAT'S MY GIRL!" Faye then sits atop the turnbuckle while Logan crouches underneath her towards the bottom of the turnbuckle as the "Bad Boys" remix fades out.

Seth Ernst: We can see Logan being directed out of the cage and he’s not exactly wasting time in complying, is he?

Miranda Augustino: Would you if you were in his position?

Seth Ernst: I probably wouldn’t have entered the Cell in the first place.

Miranda Augustino: Logan did and now he’s in compliance with what Faye needs for this match to happen. He’s being as supportive as possible tonight.

"Unbreakable" by Kingdom Collapse blasts out of the PA system and as soon as Jonathan Norris belts out the word Unbreakable, "Unbreakable" Stacy Jones bursts out through the curtain and walks over to one side of the stage looking out to the fans and throwing up the devil's horns with her hands before then proceeding to walk over to the opposite side of the stage and doing the same thing. She then walks back to the center of the stage and when the word Unbreakable is sung again, she along with the fans yell it out too at the same time before she begins to make her way down the ramp, slapping the fans hands on the way.

Once she reaches the bottom of the ramp, she continues slapping the fans hands who continue to scream out the words of the song with Jones. She then hops up onto the ring apron and climbs through the ropes before scaling the turnbuckle and with a closed fist she pumps it into the air along with the drum beat while the fans do the same. She then hops down and moves to the center of the ring and as the final Unbreakable is belted out before the song ends, Jones throws up the devil's horns.

Thea Crawford: And her opponent, she is the current, reigning, defending NFW United States Champion, from New York City, New York and weighing in at 150 pounds, “Unbreakable” STACY JONES!!!

Seth Ernst: And now the door will be closed and locked and this match can get under way!

Miranda Augustino: When that door gets locked, it’s gonna hit the fan!

Seth Ernst: These two women know each other very well. They have known each other almost their entire lives. They’ve been on both sides of each other.

Miranda Augustino: And now they stand inside this demonic structure competing for a championship together.

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Stacy and Faye bask in the moment for a second, taking in the sounds and feeling of standing where they are and the reaction raining down on them from the crowd. The two nod to each other, approach the center of the ring and start to circle for a second before locking up in a traditional collar and elbow tie-up. Stacy takes a side headlock. Faye turns in and gives a bell clap. Stacy almost immediately releases her grip and Faye gives a second and then a third bell clap. Stacy staggers away clutching at her ears and Faye goes for the Killshot. Stacy catches her and turns it into a powerbomb, holding for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

FAYE KICKS OUT!

Stacy sits Faye up and puts on a reverse chinlock. Faye grabs at Stacy’s arm and starts to get up. Stacy easily overpowers her and holds her in place. Stacy trunks and takes Faye over in a short backslide.

ONE!

TWO!

FAYE KICKS OUT!

Faye pops up and hits a dropkick to the face on a still kneeling Stacy. Stacy tumbles over onto her back and Faye drops an elbow before covering.

ONE!

TWO!

STACY KICKS OUT!

Seth Ernst: These competitors are going for the win early and often here tonight!

Miranda Augustino: This is for the United States Championship! They better be going for the win or, otherwise, what are they doing here?

Seth Ernst: Some people just want to see the world burn.

Miranda Augustino: Well these two are not that!

Faye goes to stand back up and Stacy rolls her into an inside cradle. Faye rolls through a reversal and Stacy kicks out before any count is made. Faye bonus away to the apron and Stacy pops up, dropkicking Faye so that she flies off the apron and bounces off the Cell wall. Faye crashes to the floor in a heap, grimacing in pain from the multiple impacts. Stacy waits, nodding as she watches Faye slowly stagger back up to her feet. Using the ropes as a slingshot, Stacy flies over the top. Faye moves out of the way and Stacy crashes to the floor. Faye drops an elbow and then drags Stacy up. She bounces Stacy face first off the wall and then goes to sling her into the ring. Stacy switches and slings Faye into the ring instead. Faye hits a basement dropkick from inside the ring that sends Stacy crashing back into the steel.

Crowd: OOOOOHHHHHHH!!!

Faye runs across the ring, rebounds off the opposite ropes and comes back for a baseball slide that sends Stacy crashing back into the wall again.

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!

Stacy falls to her knees and Faye slides out to the floor and hits another basement dropkick that smashes the side of Stacy’s head into the steel again.

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!

Stacy rolls over on the floor, stunned and bleeding all over the place. Faye pulls Stacy up and runs her into the ring, following her in. Faye covers.

ONE!

TWO!

STACY KICKS OUT!

Faye steps back and motions at Stacy to get up. The crowd cheers both competitors on as Faye continues to wave Stacy up. Stacy gets to her knees and Faye runs in for a shining wizard. Faye covers.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

STACY GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Faye goes to pull Stacy up and gets pulled into an inside cradle again.

ONE!

TWO!

FAYE KICKS OUT!

Faye jumps into a rolling side cradle.

ONE!

TWO!

STACY KICKS OUT!

Faye pulls Stacy up and goes for an arm wrench but Stacy doesn’t allow Faye ro complete the spin she’s going for and pulls her in for a bridging German suplex.

ONE!

TWO!

FAYE KICKS OUT!

Seth Ernst: These two have both gotten close!

Miranda Augustino: Yeah but you know where close counts…

Seth Ernst: Horseshoes and hand grenades…

Miranda Augustino: Exactly.

Faye looks for another dropkick but Stacy moves allowing Faye to crash back to the mat. Stacy gets her in a la magistral cradle.

ONE!

TWO!

FAYE KICKS OUT!

Faye jumps up and runs to the ropes. Stacy gets up and runs towards Faye. Faye rebounds off the ropes and then come together, each going for a clothesline. They connect simultaneously and both go down. The crowd explodes into hants for both competitors.

Crowd: Let’s Go Sta-cy! Let’s Go Faye! Let’s Go Sta-cy! Let’s Go Faye! Let’s Go Sta-cy! Let’s Go Faye! Let’s Go Sta-cy! Let’s Go Faye! Let’s Go Sta-cy! Let’s Go Faye! Let’s Go Sta-cy! Let’s Go Faye! Let’s Go Sta-cy! Let’s Go Faye! Let’s Go Sta-cy! Let’s Go Faye!

Both competitors get up to all fours and start to their feet. Faye staggers up closer to the ropes and Stacy takes the opportunity to run over and clothesline the challenger, sending Faye tumbling through the ropes to the apron. Faye pulls herself up and Stacy jumps into the Bat-Hammer. Faye goes flying off the apron and bounces off the wall, slamming down to the floor.

Crowd: OOOOOHHHHHH!!!

Stacy rolls out to the floor and pulls Faye up to her feet. Stacy rears back and hits nasty elbow smash that sends Faye hard into the steel again.

Crowd: OOOOOOOHHHHHH!!!

Faye staggers forward, now bleeding just like Stacy. Faye makes it another step before Stacy gets off the bicycle kick known as he Stall N’ Crawl used by her late friend and Mayhem stablemate Aerynn Maguire. Faye crashes into the steel for a third time.

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!

Faye falls away from the wall and Stacy catches her, stepping back and sending Faye back inside the ropes. Stacy dives in and throws an arm over Faye.

ONE!

TWO!

THR–NO!

FAYE GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Seth Ernst: Good God, that was nasty!

Miranda Augustino: And yet, not enough!

Seth Ernst: What are they going to have to do?

Miranda Augustino: I think we’re getting into dangerous territory with that question.

Stacy staggers up, looks down at Faye and then rolls her to the ropes. Stacy nods and then runs to the ropes, rebounding off and coming back for a baseball slide that sends Faye tumbling over the edge to the floor. Stacy gets set for a tope suicida but Faye staggers upa dnd drunkenly stumbles to the corner to get away. Stacy runs over to the ropes, jumping into the Black Eclipse. Stacy drags Faye up and throws her back into the ring. She dives and covers.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

FAYE GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Stacy staggers up and pulls her bloody opponent up to her feet. Faye grabs Stacy’s arm and executes an arm wrench Pele kick. Stacy goes down like a tree struck by lightning and Faye falls into a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

STACY GETS A SHOULDER UP!

The two women slowly stagger up. They look at each other and Faye nails Stacy with a punch. Stacy fires back. The two start to trade hots. Faye ducks an elbow smash attempt and gest the Riot Maker. She covers.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Faye rolls over and just lies there as the crowd showers them both with applause. Trainers run out to attend to both warriors’ wounds.

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner… and NEW NFW United States Champion… “The Scrap Iron Scarecrow” FAYE BROWN!!!

Seth Ernst: Faye did it!

Miranda Augustino: She and Stacy just went toe to toe and nobody should be embarrassed by this one!

Seth Ernst: No they should not!

Miranda Augustino: They left it all in the cage!

Winner: Faye Brown
Result: Pinfall
New Champion!!

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Backstage we come across Anton Crowley. He is making his final preparations for his upcoming match. Without looking up at the camera he starts speaking.

Anton Crowley: Tonight is the last night any of you will see Anton Crowley in a wrestling ring. Tonight I have to step into that ring with an ex. A woman who would have you believe she has done no wrong and did not deserve what I did to her.

Anton shakes his head and scoffs.

Anton Crowley: Kate or should I call you Katelyn? And is it Bass or Storm? I know at one point you wanted it to be Crowley. You even called yourself that. You were so willing to be by my side. Until you saw an opportunity to let your greedy nature take over.

Anton finally lifts his head to look into the camera.

Anton Crowley: You can never be satisfied, can you Kate? You always want more. You always feel you deserve more even though you don’t do anything for it. You weren’t content to wait for your chance in the spotlight that you have to steal it from others. From me.

A mirthless chuckle comes from Anton. His shoulders moved slightly.

Anton Crowley: Lets take a trip back, shall we? Back to Sudden Death Twenty Twenty. The first-ever Guardians of the Pyramid match in NFW. I entered into the match and made Super Tiger bleed. I then had to go toe to toe with Angel Kusanagi in a Last Person Standing match. I survived both. I stood tall as the new Undisputed Champion. When you should have been coming down to support and help me celebrate you had other plans. Your music hit and out you came with your title opportunity.

Anton’s eyes narrowed menacingly.

Anton Crowley: You let your greed shatter our relationship. From that moment on I never trusted you again. Despite everything I showed publicly, despite the acceptance of your actions, I plotted. I planned. I brooded. I watched your actions. Nothing you did or said showed remorse. Nothing you did showed that you cared about anyone or anything but yourself. And then over a year later, I took my revenge.

Another condescending scoff.

Anton Crowley: When that happened what did you do, Kate? Did you accept your fate? No. You tried to play the woman scorned. You let all your sycophantic friends fawn all over you. They all climbed to your defense. They gave out the “you didn’t deserve this” and “Anton is an asshole” to help massage your bruised ego. And you let them. Because you can’t admit your faults. You could never admit you were the reason. Had you not done what you did at Sudden Death the year before I wouldn’t have done what I did. But here we are. You demanding your retribution. You needing your eye for an eye. You have a new narrative now. Which, honestly, would be cute if it wasn’t absolutely fucking pathetic.

Anton stands up and adjusts his boots and shirt.

Anton Crowley: You, of all people, should know there is a difference between Lucifer and his host. He is Him and I am me. You can think we are one and the same. But you’ve looked into my eyes. You’ve also looked into his. You’ve looked into his when he was using Michael Rivers as a host. I know you’ve seen that look in his eyes when I am his host. Tonight, look into my eyes. I want you to see that you are getting what you deserve from the man you turned on. From the man that was willing to carry you to any height you wanted.

Anton looks back into the camera and smirks a final time.

Anton Crowley: You went from having everything you ever wanted to nothing. And it was all your doing, Kate. I want you to remember that while you sit at home, alone.

Anton runs a hand through his blonde hair. He then turns to head towards the entrance area for his match.

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NFW Presents: MARCH MAYHEM III! 03/26/2022! Mar 26, 2022 16:53:05 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Mar 26, 2022 16:53:05 GMT -8

Match #8

Isabella Santiago spins the wheel which eventually lands on...

Isabella Santiago: The following contest is a Last Person Standing Match! In order to win, you must render your opponent unable to answer the count of ten!

Seth Ernst: LAST PERSON STANDING?!

Miranda Augustino: Someone's walking outta here and the other isn't, Seth!!

The arena lights go out as the pounding drum and guitar intro to "Not Falling" by Mudvayne fills the arena. As the singer releases a guttural scream a red spotlight hits the top of the ramp, illuminating Anton Crowley and Tia Santos. The pair walk down the ramp, the red spotlight following them as they walked.

The pair makes it to the ring steps. Tia goes first followed by Anton. She sits on the middle rope, pushing the top one up letting Anton enter through the wider gap. He walks to the center of the ring as Tia gets into the ring and follows him.

Always, known in, all my time,
A little left of center now
Reflect as I realize,
That all I need is to find the middle pillar path to sit like the sun by a star in the sky and
just be.
Sinners, casting stones at me

I... I stand, not crawling, not falling down
I... I bleed the demons that drag me down
I... I stand, (for nothing), not crawling, (the center), not falling down (of calms within the eye)
I... I'll bleed, (for no one), The demons, (but myself), that pull me down (for me and no one else)

Goodbye, sunshine, I've put it out again, sad
I'm over, personalities, conflicting, I don't need you, or anyone, but me, I'll just be, living
my own life
I feel my glowing center grow, infecting
I feel alive
Shovel dirt over lime, plant it in myself to sit like a seed under covers of earth and just be
Sinners, pointing fingers at me

Flames erupt from all four ring posts as Anton slowly raises his hands. The lights come back up and Anton walks backwards to his corner.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by Tia Santos, from Los Angeles, California and weighing in at 215 pounds, this is ANTON CROWLEY!!!

Seth Ernst: So the first of our two former NFW Undisputed Champions has arrived for this encounter!

Miranda Augustino: Don’t forget, these two used to be lovers and fought over that very championship as well.

Seth Ernst: Yes, this is not the first time these two have met inside the squared circle.

Miranda Augustino: But it will definitely be the nastiest!

The lights in the arena go dark in the main hall when

Player 1 Ready…

comes up on the screen. There's a fade in voice as Koda Kumi's "W Face" fades in.

"Yass bitch, yass bitch, yass bitch, slay."

The screen flashes

Game Start!

The main tune hits and the lights come back up showing Kate on the stage in a hooded jacket posing under the lights as the music continues. Kate flips the hood down and starts to strut down the ramp to the disapproval of the crowd. She sways with every step, an inspiration of lust as she moves.

"Yass bitch, yass bitch, yass bitch
Lips lined, beautiful
She's fine, itsumo
matou BE-RU
furimuku Everyone"

Kate looks around as she walks down the ramp discarding her jacket as she approaches ringside in a sensuous manner, looking over the audience with a seductive look. She goes to one side of the ring and climbs on the apron giving her ass a shake at the audience.

"hontou no sugata No way toko mo
futatsu kasanari watashi ni nareru
mite hoshii watashi to
minna ga shiranai watashi
Inside & outside, which do you like?
Yass bitch, yass bitch, yass bitch, slay
Yass bitch, yass bitch, yass bitch, slay
Yass bitch, yass bitch, yass bitch"

Kate looks over her shoulder and gives a wink out to the camera before hopping into the ring. She gives one more slow and seductive dance in the ring but as the beat takes back again, she slaps her ass and yells out aggressively to the audience. She goes to one corner and poses once more with a smirk. As her music fades, she hops off the ropes and goes to her corner, warming up for her match.

Thea Crawford: And his opponent, from Laguna Beach, California and weighing in at 136 pounds, CALI-KATE!!!

Seth Ernst: They say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned…

Miranda Augustino: I’d say we’re going to put that saying to the ultimate test in this one!

Seth Ernst: That depends on how down with the devil Anton Crowley really is when it’s just him.

Miranda Augustino: This is going to be…

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Cali-Kate and Anton Crowley stand staring at each other for what seems like eons, the fans urging them on to start destroying each other with neither moving a muscle in the slightest. As they remain where they stand, Tia Santos jumps up onto the apron. She starts pointing and gesticulating until the referee turns and orders her to leave. Cali-Kate allows herself a small smirk at Tia’s outraged reaction to being told to take her leave of the ringside area. Anton turns to face Tia and raises his hands, trying to calm her down. He walks over and nods to her, telling her everything will be alright. Tia nods to him and leaves as asked, looking none too pleased about it as she goes.

Seth Ernst: Tia Santos is sent out and you gotta wonder, what effect that will have on this contest now?

Miranda Augustino: Literally, she will have no effect on it now. But that might actually be an effect because it means Anton should have no help out here.

Seth Ernst: Well, that is what he promised.

Miranda Augustino: Kate never trusted that to be true…

Anton watches Tia leave and then nods, almost as if he’s actually pleased at this turn of events. Before he can turn around, Kate runs over and delivers a shining wizard to the back that sends him tumbling over the top rope to the floor. He gets up and takes a step back to steady himself. Kate runs over and jumps out onto him. Anton crashes to the floor with Kate on top of him. Kate starts to punch at him from what amounts to the mounted position. Anton gets his hands up and then knees Kate in the as to knock her just off of him enough to slip out from under her. He grabs her from behind and smiles, whispering something in her ear. Kate responds with a vicious back elbow strike to the ear. Anton staggers back and Kate gets him with a two-footed dropkick that sends back into the edge of the ring. Anton grimaces in pain as he staggers forward. Kate jumps up onto the apron and jumps off into a tornado ddt onto the floor. Kate rolls away and jumps to her feet as the referee moves in to count on Anton.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Anton rolls over and starts to get up.

FIVE!

He gets to all fours when Kate runs in for a shining wizard. Anton catches her coming and elevates her for a powerbomb attempt. Kate flips through and lands on her feet. She throws a forearm and Anton reels back from the impact. Kate rushes at him and Anton catches her coming in for a sidewalk slam on the concrete. Anton gets to his feet and starts to put the boots to Kate. Kate grabs his plant ankle and punches the knee. Anton grimaces and kicks her harder. Kate punches him in the balls and then gets him in a snap ddt on the floor. She rolls away and stands up to allow the referee to count him again.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Anton starts to sit up and Kate shoves the referee out of the way to go back on the attack. Kate gets to him and Anton hits her with a spinebuster on the concrete. As Kate writhes on the floor, Anton grabs her by the ankles. He slides her legs up to her knees , making sure her feet are under his armpits and then swings her like a sack of potatoes so that she smashes head first into the barricade.

Crowd: OOOOHHH!!!

Anton swings her around the other way so she smashes into the barricade a second time in the opposite direction.

Crowd: OOOOOHHHH!!!

Anton swings her back in the original direction and smashes her into the barricade again.

Crowd: OOOOOOOHHHHH!!!

Anton releases his grip and steps back as the referee steps in to count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Kate starts to move and Anton shakes his head.

Anton Crowley: Stay down Kate!

FIVE!

Kate looks up at him and can’t believe her ears.

Anton Crowley: Stay down or I’m gonna have to hurt you!

SIX!

Kate gets up defiantly, angrily. Anton moves in as the referee declares her up and launches himself into a lying forearm hot. Kate moves and Anton crashes himself into the barricade. Anton staggers back, recoiling from the impact and Kate hits a jumping knee strike to the side of his head. Anton falls to all fours/ Kate looks for a punt to the head but Anton waits until she gets close enough to try and then pulls himself out of the way so that Kate misses the kick and falls on her back. Kate sits up and Anton delivers a wicked clothesline on the seated woman. With both down the referee starts to count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Seth Ernst: What happens if neither of them gets up in time?

Miranda Augustino: Then nothing is settled and this is not over!

Seth Ernst: That … would not be good.

Miranda Augustino: No, it would not be.

Anton grabs the barricade and starts to pull himself up.

FIVE!

SIX!

Anton gets to his feet and the referee declares him up. Kate starts to get up.

Anton Crowley: Stay down, Kate! You know it’s for the best!

SEVEN!

Kate defiantly gets up again.

The referee declares her up and Anton starts towards her but Kate charges and spears him into the barricade. Anton and Kate both crash to the floor, Anton clutching at his back, Kate clutching at her head. The referee starts counting both down again.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

Kate crawls on top of Anton and punches him in the face, drawing blood in the process. Anton, seemingly woken by the punch, grabs Kate and throws her against the barricade. Kate gets to her feet and Anton gets up, seemingly looking to launch her over the rail into the crowd only to grab her and fire her over in a release german suplex on the concrete. Anton rolls over and staggers to his feet as the referee starts to count down Kate.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Kate starts to get up, reaching for the barricade to pull herself to her feet.

Anton Crowley: Stay the hell down! You’ve proven your point!

SEVEN!

Kate gets up and Anton hits a clothesline from hell that sends her over the railing into the crowd. He steps back and waves the referee on to count her down.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Kate starts moving again.

FIVE!

SIX

Anton Crowley: Stay down, Kate! Think of Trinity and Dustin!

Seth Ernst: Did he just… come on!

Miranda Augustino: Yes… he did.

Seth Ernst: This is low, even for him!

Miranda Augustino: This is not…

SEVEN!

Kate growls from the floor.

EIGHT!

Kate springs up and jumps off the barricade into a clothesline on Anton. She mounts him and starts pounding away, drawing more blood with every shot, her own blood now flowing down her face as well. Anton tries to fight back but Kate is relentless in her rage. Anton knees her low and then starts crawling away. Kate growls again and turns to follow him. Anton staggers up and starts meandering down the aisle towards the stage. Kate scrambles to her feet and charges after him like an angry rabid wolverine. Anton gets to the stage and starts climbing up the side of the video screen. Kate gives chase and heads up after him. Anton gets to the catwalk at the top and backs off. Kate comes after him and leaps, trying to pounce on him. Anon moves out of the way. Kate jumps back up and gives him the Geek Chic Kick. Anton staggers back to the edge of the catwalk, teetering high above a set of tables covered in a black cloth and a few other things. Kate rushes at Anton and connects with his own Morning Star knee strike. Anton goes flying backwards off the catwalk, crashing down onto the tables so that the back one stands up behind his head, the stuff on the table exploding to spray the standing table with some kind of liquid that makes a halo effect above the now unconscious Anton’s head. Kate glares down at him as the referee moves in to count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Anton twitches.

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

TEN!

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner, CALI-KATE!

Seth Ernst: Anton just got…

Miranda Augustino: He almost looks like he’s… on an altar…

Seth Ernst: She sacrificed him!

Miranda Augustino: Maybe he can be the martyr now…

As Cali-Kate celebrates her hard fought victory, the lights suddenly go out…

Seth Ernst: Oh no…

Miranda Augustino: Ohhhhh shit. What’s going on?!

The lights come back…and Anton Crowley is gone from where he was…nowhere to be seen…

Seth Ernst: Where is he?!

Miranda Augustino: I think we know, Seth…

Winner: Cali-Kate
Result: Last Person Standing

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The tron fires up, showing Cherry sitting in what obviously isn't the arena, a previously recorded tab, pops up in the lower corner of the screen, while Cherry grins like the cat that ate the canary.

Cherry Addams: Nice place, Salvatore. Quick tip though, add more wall decor. Yeah, anyway, about tonight…well it should be tonight, if the production crew doesn't duck me over on this. I'm really looking forward to it, yeah. You, and I, we're done with the foreplay, and ready to fuck!

Cherry laughs, and adjusts her cam a bit, before laying on the couch.

Cherry Addams: Now, I obviously don't mean that, in the literal sense. No offense, I'm taken. But I like my wrestling, like I like my sex, graphic as fuck. In that sense, oh we doin this. I know you, you know me, and not a one of us is going to…be right back.

Cherry sits up, and disappears off screen, the fridge light illuminates the background for a moment. After some clatter can be heard, Cherry pops back into frame, with a sandwich.

Cherry Addams: Love this bitch, she's always got turkey at her crib. Anyway, where was I? Ah, right, the wrestle fucking! Like I was saying, I know you won't be gentle with me, and you know damn well, I won't be gentle with you. We've done this a few times now, and I think we know what we're capable of here. Granted, we have no clue what the stip is, but when has that ever mattered where we're concerned? Never, and it won't start now. And before you two jackasses sitting at commentary say anything, blah blah blah me want trinket. There, there's your mandated title plug, now sit down, and shut up.

Cherry holds up a finger, towards the camera, and takes a moment to eat her sandwich, seeming as though she's really savoring it.

Cherry Addams: Fuck off, picking a lock works up an appetite. Speaking of, I'd love to hang around a bit longer, but for all I know, you've got nosy ass neighbor. See you out there tonight, Adrianna. Let's burn this motherfucker down, shall we.

Cherry smirks, and grabs her camera off of the table, she pushes a few buttons, and the screen fades to black.

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We cut to a darkened corridor in the bowels of the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Coliseum. As the camera approaches, a series of candles ignite to light the way. The path of candles leads to a door with the goat-headed Baphomet symbol on it. It opens slowly and the camera enters. The room is similarly adorned with candles for lighting. In the center of the room sits a massive throne made from black wood.

Sitting on the throne, lounging languidly a leg over one of the armrests, is the body of Anton Crowley. He has been cleaned up and redressed since the match he had. No longer is the one inhabiting the body Anton. But it is Lord Lucifer returned to control. The King of Hell has a smirk etched onto his lips. His blonde hair slicked back immaculately. To one side, closest to Lucifer’s body stands The Harbinger, Tia Santos. To the other side stands the white-robed and masked ‘Angel’ that has been seen in Lucifer’s service as of late. Surrounding them are the other Children of the Nephilim.

Lord Lucifer: The time has finally arrived. Anton’s sins have been answered and atoned for. He has gone to where he belongs now. I have taken full control.

The painted visage of Asmodeus, the Demon of Temptation appears beside The Harbinger sliding into frame from the darkness. An eerie, childlike giggle emanates from her.

Lord Lucifer: You all know The Children. Well, maybe not most of their current forms, but the souls that inhabit those bodies as I inhabit the body of Anton Crowley. But, there is a new Angel who has joined my Children.

Lucifer motioned to the white-robed Angel to his left.

Lord Lucifer: Sathariel, The Angel of Deception. The Face of Mercy. They have shown their mercy when the foolish, self-appointed Queen tried to stop us. They help temper the fury of Hell. As the Harbinger speaks for me. As Asmodeus corrupts through temptation for me. So shall Sathariel temper my wrath. Say hello, Sathariel, greet humanity so they may know you.

In natural fashion, the new Angel bows her head, a few strands of their golden blonde hair framing their masked face.

Sathariel: Yes, my Lord.

Her voice is rather stoic. It’s difficult to place if there’s any familiarity to it. She straightens herself and folds her hands in front of her, facing the camera.

Sathariel: ...The word of my Lord is true. I am Sathariel, the Angel of Deception and the Face of Mercy. I temper His wrath and ease Hell’s fury.

There’s a slight tilt of her head. She seems to be contemplating her words carefully.

Sathariel: I am… very observant. The Queen of the Kingdom, Jasmine Matthews… she was warned, was she not?

“Do not provoke the Children.”

She refused to listen. She led her Kingdom to invade Trauma a while ago… and it did not end well for them. Had I chosen silence…? My Lord and His Angels would have silenced the arrogant Queen. The damage to her shoulder and her arm? That is a gift of mercy.

“It could have been worse.”

Yes, it could have… but it was not. You are welcome.

Lucifer and the Children all chuckle at Sathariel’s statement.

Lord Lucifer: Never let it be said that Lucifer, the Morningstar, The First Fallen, does not show mercy. Father is not the only one capable of it, despite what has been written about me over the millennia. But I assume you are all wondering who it is behind the mask. You all want to see the face of my newest angel.

Lucifer smirks and chuckles.

Lord Lucifer: Patience is a virtue. First, a message. Look to what happened on Trauma three weeks ago. Look at what will be done to those who stand against me and My Children. We will suffer no rivals. We will destory any who think it is smart to oppose us. Together, my Children, old and new, shall rule the day. Where others have failed, we shall succeed. Do not make the foolish mistake to get in our way. For even our former enemies have joined our ranks. Some of the staunchest opposition have fought alongside my Children. They defended our old vessel before. Now, we have another to join our ranks.

Lucifer sits up and grins wickedly. He reaches up towards Sathariel’s mask as she lowers her head. The hood of her white robe and those blonde locks obscure her face when Lucifer removes the mask. Slowly, painfully so, Sathariel raises her head, revealing the face. . .

. . .of Jessica Matthews.

The wrestling fans of Chicago cannot believe this!

Seth Ernst: OH MY GOD, NO! NO WAY!

Miranda Augustino: ¡¿Qué carajo?! THIS CAN’T BE REAL! Ay Dios mío...

The Trauma commentary team cannot believe this! The shocking revelation of the Children’s newest Angel on the NFW Tron is a nightmare come true.

Lord Lucifer: The former Guardian. The newly fallen Paladin, Jessica Matthews. One who stood so staunchly against me has seen my light. If she has joined my Children, what makes any of you think you can stand against us?

Lucifer hands the white angel mask off to Tia who holds it behind her back. Lucifer looks to Jessica whose soft blue eyes gaze back into his brown eyes.

Lord Lucifer: Any words for those out there who think it wise to oppose us, Sathariel?

According to D&D lore, a fallen Paladin is called an Oathbreaker. This one nods slowly to her Lord before she regards the camera -- staring at the viewers who are tuned in right now. Finally, her stoicism leaves her. She wears an expression that blends together concern and intensity. Her lips press together and her hands slightly grip her white robe.

Jessica Matthews: Please accept my merciful warning. Turn around and walk away. Leave my Lord, His Angels, and His Demons, alone. Because if you don’t…? Then you only have two options to choose from.

Kneel or Perish.

Lord Lucifer smiles.

Lord Lucifer: Well said, Sathariel. Well said. Take her words to heart. Those are your only options. When the time comes for you to choose, I pray you choose wisely.

Lucifer waves his hand in a dismissive manner. Two black-robed and macked demons walk up and escort the cameraman out of the room. They turn and re-enter the room and close the door. The final image before the scene fades is that of the Children’s Baphomet-headed logo.

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NFW Presents: MARCH MAYHEM III! 03/26/2022! Mar 26, 2022 17:20:11 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Mar 26, 2022 17:20:11 GMT -8

Main Event/Undisputed Championship

Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is your main event and it is for the NFW Undisputed Championship!

The lights begin to flicker, and fade out. Blood Soaked Hero begins playing, as the arena descends into darkness. A trail of fire starts at the top of the stage, and creeps down the ramp, a pair of eyes light up, at the top of the ramp, followed by a small circle. The circle points toward the arena lights, which shoot back to full illumination, a plume of steam erupts around the figure on the ramp, and snuffs out the flames. Once the steam subsides, Glitch can be seen, pointing her palm skyward. The mystery woman now makes her voyage toward the ring, doing some shadow boxing, as she closes the gap towards the ring.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, the challenger! Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 165lbs, from Beyond The Grid!! This is...CHERRY..."GLITCH"...ADDAMS!!

Once at the bottom of the ramp, glitch rolls into the ring, makes her way to the center, and drops to one knee. Her head swivels from side to side, nodding the whole time. Once content, she pulls herself to a stand, and moves for her corner.

Cherry Addams stands in the ring, pacing back and forth with eager anticipation. She hunches over with her elbows on her knees, rocking back and forth when all of a sudden the lights go out…

Seth Ernst: Ohhhh man, here we go!

Miranda Augustino: No matter what this match is gonna be, it’s gonna be sick!

The silence in the arena is disturbed by an ominous music note as the voice of Doug Bradley as Pinhead comes through the PA.

”The box. You opened it. Now you must come with us, taste our pleasures.”

The tron lights up now with a visage of Pinhead himself, standing under a red spotlight. A musical note rises as the camera zooms in closely, up to his face until it appears as though he’s staring out at the audience in the arena. He opens his mouth to speak…

”This is Hell…."

…and the sound of Ice Nine Kills’ “The Box” suddenly fills the arena as Ice Nine Kills appears, playing on the stage.

ALL HAIL!!
YOUR MASTER ‘CAUSE THIS IS HELL!
ALL HAIL!!
YOUR MASTER ‘CAUSE THIS HE HELL!

Is it pleasure or pain?
All hope is hanging from these hooks and chains
But doubt weighs heavy, it's a paradox
Think outside the box
To find salvation in lament configuration

The band continues playing out their track to the roaring crowd. Spencer Charnas holds out his hands, bidding the fans to sing along with the next line…

Demons become…angels to some.

And as the song continues, the center of the stage lights up, illuminating Adrianna Salvatore standing with her arms out to the sides, dressed in her gear with a customized, sleeveless variation of Pinhead’s leather cloak. The Undisputed Championship is displayed around her waist as Spencer Charnas waves an arm in her direction, presenting her with the lyrics.

All hail the priest of hell, master of sin!
Bow to the needles and pins!
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again (demons become angels to some)
So drag me back to hell, master of sin!
Where all of my troubles began!
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again (demons become angels to some)

He throws his hands up to the crowd again, giving them their cue.

”This is Hel!

ALL HAIL!!
YOUR MASTER ‘CAUSE THIS IS HELL!
ALL HAIL!!
YOUR MASTER ‘CAUSE THIS HE HELL!

Adrianna lowers her arms slightly, keeping them extended but bent at the elbows as she begins approaching the ring. A brief cut to the ring shows Cherry looking genuinely amused at the display. Cutting back to the walkway, Adrianna gets closer and closer to the ring.

Is it virtue or sin?
Don't fear the answers that lie deep within
And don't forget that it's a paradox
Think outside the box
Where mutilation is the only revelation

As Adrianna reaches ringside, she turns and approaches the steps, stopping at the foot as the lights go out again.

Demons become angels to some
Summoned to punish everyone

When they come back on again, Adrianna is suddenly standing up on the ringpost; one foot on the middle rope, the other on the top with her arms spread again, staring right at Cherry with a menacing smile.

All hail the priest of hell, master of sin!
Bow to the needles and pins!
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again (demons become angels to some)
So drag me back to hell, master of sin, master of sin!
Where all of my troubles began!
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again (demons become angels to some)

Adrianna drops down into the ring, in her corner, waiting for the next cue of the song…

The sadists, the sinners, the absent of heart
On his command…

As she extends an arm, pointing to Cherry.

THEY’LL TEAR YOUR SOUL APART!!

The band finishes that line and abruptly ends as the lights return to normal and Adrianna begins removing her title and cloak. It’s now that Thea Crawford, having been paying courtesy to their performing guests, raises her microphone.

Thea Crawford: And, her opponent!! She is the NFW Undisputed Champion!! The Walking Apocalypse…ADRIANNA…SALVATORE!!

Seth Ernst: How’s that for an entrance, Miranda?!

Miranda Augustino: You’re telling me!! I dig it!!

For the final time of the evening, Isabella Santiago stands on the stage beside the Wheel of Mayhem. Cherry Addams and Adrianna Salvatore stand in their corners, looking between each other and the stage, waiting to learn their fate.

Isabella Santiago: Good evening again, ladies and gentlemen! I hope you’ve been enjoying the show tonight! Are you ready for the Main Event?!

The crowd pops as the camera sweeps over the arena. We get a close cut on both competitor’s faces, looking stoic and focused.

Seth Ernst: Hell yeah, we are!

Miranda Augustino: Simon carnal! Let’s do this shit!

Isabella Santiago: Let’s see what the Wheel of Mayhem has in store for our Undisputed Champion and her challenger!

Santiago takes the wheel and spins it. The lights flicker around the edges as it goes round and round and round.

Seth Ernst: It could be anything, Mir. We don’t know!

Miranda Augustino: This night’s been crazy already! We’ve had an Iron Woman match, a Last Person Standing Match, Tullianum Warfare, First Blood, it’s been insane! What are we gonna see now?!

Seth Ernst: The wheel’s slowing down, we’re about to find out!

The wheel comes to a gradual stop. The needle clicks, clicks, clicks…clicks…and clicks…and clicks…until it lands on….

Miranda Augustino: Ohhhhhh my fucking god!

Seth Ernst: Ho-hoooooooo MAN!!!!

Isabella Santiago smiles almost devilishly as she turns to the ring and raises the microphone.

Isabella Santiago: Ladies? Your match for the Undisputed Championship…is an I QUIT match!! RING THE BELL!!!

Seth Ernst: Here we go!! Isabella Santiago’s not wasting any time getting these two started!

Miranda Augustino: An I Quit match?! Do these two even know the meaning of the word?!

~DING DING DING~

The bell rings and Referee Yumi Akiyama motions for the two to begin. Everybody knows the rules to this one. Quite simple: no disqualifications, no countout, the only way to win is to make your opponent say “I Quit”.

Cherry Addams and Adrianna Salvatore roll their shoulders, crack their necks and come out of their corners. They’re ready to go. They circle up in the middle of the ring. Adrianna steps in for a collar and elbow tie up but Cherry suddenly steps back, drops down and rolls out of the ring. The crowd boos a little and Adrianna shrugs her hands up with a sly smile as if to say “what the fuck? You scared now?” Cherry’s grinning from ear to ear, however, as she pulls up the ring apron.

Cherry Addams: Let’s have some fun, Anarchist!

Seth Ernst: Fun? What the hell is she…?

Miranda Augustino: Haha, uh-ohhhhhh!!

The crowd’s boos turn into cheers as Cherry reaches under the ring and starts pulling out a plethora of tools of destruction. Chairs. Canes. A trash can bin, which for some reason is full of other shit to use. Adrianna grins, nodding and backs up towards the opposite side of the ropes.

Adrianna Salvatore: Oh, you wanna play huh? You wanna fucking play?!

Adrianna drop rolls out of the ring and starts tossing stuff in from her side as well. She throws in a couple more chairs, she slides in a table, she even finds a package of light tubes still in the box. The crowd pops for that one as she holds it up for them to see. FInally, she reaches down and pulls out a familiar looking gallon sized sack. Adrianna holds this up and the crowd goes fucking WILD!!

Seth Ernst: I dare say she never leaves home without it!!

Miranda Augustino: The champ stays prepared! Gotta give it to her!

Cherry Addams slides back into the ring with a kendo stick in her hand. Adrianna slides in with the five pound sack and the challenger goes right for her. The action literally starts with Cherry laying into Adrianna’s back with a Singapore cane. Adrianna tries to absorb the sudden escalation of punishment as she gets to her feet and Cherry goes for an overhead shot to the head. Adrianna jukes, twists and nails Cherry with a kick to the midsection. Adrianna spins and nails Cherry with a discus forearm, sending her into the ropes. She catches her on the way back and hits a Belly to Belly Suplex. Adrianna kicks a few things out of the way as Cherry starts getting up and shoves her into the corner. The champion starts going in with forearm shots to the challenger. The referee starts to try asking Adrianna to let Cherry out but the champion gets up in the woman’s face and tells her there’s no rules this time and she can’t be stopped. She turns back to Cherry then. The Walking Contradiction steps out of the corner and starts firing off with forearm shots of her own, taking advantage of the brief window. She shoves the champion into the corner and starts throwing boots to her midsection. Adrianna holds onto the top ropes to keep herself from being kicked down. Cherry rocks her with a forearm and Irish Whips her across the ring into the opposite corner. Cherry comes charging in but eats a boot to the face as Adrianna gets the foot up. The champion steps out of the corner, catches Cherry and just throws her into the turnbuckles with an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Finally, she motions for the referee to get the microphone as she drags Cherry towards the center and locks her up in a Camel Clutch. Yumi Akiyama retrieves the mic and comes back into the ring.

Adrianna Salvatore: Ask her!!

Yumi Akiyama: Do you wanna quit, Cherry?

Cherry Addams: Do I look like a little bitch to you?!

Cherry asks this, laughing through the pain of the camel clutch. Adrianna lets go of her jaw and drills her in the back of the head with a forearm before standing up. Adrianna stands and starts booting Cherry over the head, taunting her before picking her up onto her feet for a vertical suplex. She lifts her up, but Cherry turns through, landing behind her on her feet and clobbers Adrianna in the back of the neck with a forearm. Cherry grabs her for a German Suplex but Adrianna throws an elbow back into her face. She turns around and goes to grab Cherry but the Walking Contradiction throws her hands away from her and nails her with a forearm to the jaw. Cherry starts really laying in with them before going for an Irish Whip. Adrianna hits the ropes, ducks a clothesline, comes off the ropes again and catches Cherry with a Running DDT. Cherry’s head bounces off the mat. Adrianna gets to her feet and goes for the table that was slid into the ring. She sets it up against a corner and picks Cherry up again. The crowd starts to get rowdy as she lifts her up for…the Event Horizon?!?!

Seth Ernst: Oh no! What?! This could be all Cherry Addams can take!!

Miranda Augustino: This is what she used to put away Anton Crowley at Wrestle War!!

Adrianna grabs Cherry around the waist and lifts her up but Cherry slips her legs down and nails Adrianna with a European Uppercut. Adrianna staggers back against the table and Cherry locks her in a Muay Thai Clinch. She has Adrianna braced back against the table and starts throwing knees and elbows. Adrianna’s got nowhere to go. Cherry hits a push kick to get some distance, rolls back and comes charging in with Lamb To Slaughter (Running Double Knee Strike)!! The table explodes as Adrianna crumples down to the mat and Cherry crawls out of the rubble. She grabs the microphone from the referee and kneels beside Adrianna with the microphone.

Cherry Addams: What’s up, bitch? You had enough?

Cherry lowers the microphone down to Adrianna and the champion’s hand SNAPS UP grabbing her around the throat! Cherry drops the microphone and grabs Adrianna’s wrist as the Walking Apocalypse gets back to her feet. Adrianna goes for a chokeslam but Cherry slips out of it and locks in a Crossface Chickenwing submission! Cherry drags Adrianna down to the mat, wrapping her legs around her waist. She squeezes tight, calling for the referee to ask her. Yumi Akiyama digs the microphone out of the table rubble, fortunately giving Cherry more time to add torque to the move before making it over to the competitors.

Yumi Akiyama: Adrianna! What do you say? Do you quit?!

Adrianna looks like she’s just starting to reach that fading point before hearing those words makes her eyes snap open. A look of fury comes over her as she grabs Cherry’s wrist and finds enough of a wind to pry her arm off. Cherry fights it until Adrianna starts throwing elbows back into her head. Cherry’s head falls back and Adrianna’s able to get up to her feet, still holding onto her wrist. She pulls Cherry to her feet and uses that trapped wrist to hold her in place for a series of short arm forearm strikes. She finally lets Cherry lean against the ropes and runs across the ring, coming off the opposite ropes and goes for a Big Boot. Cherry’s quick on the dodge, however, and drops down, pulling the top rope down, sending Adrianna over the top and out to the floor where she lands hard on her side. She immediately grabs at her shoulder.

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHH!!!

Seth Ernst: Oh man! Adrianna landed on that shoulder of hers! That shoulder that’s become a weak point, if you will, in matches like these!

Miranda Augustino: That’s blood in the water if I ever saw it!

Cherry sits up on the mat, holding her jaw before rolling out of the ring. She sees Adrianna clutching her shoulder and gets a malicious grin on her face. She grabs Adrianna by the wrist while she’s up on her knees and starts raining forearms down on her shoulder. Adrianna yells out in pain throughout, trying to block with her other hand but Cherry keeps up the onslaught, finally finishing her barrage with a charged up knee strike right to the shoulder. Adrianna falls to the floor, crying out in pain again. Cherry grabs Adrianna and pulls her into a Fujiwara Armbar, before calling to Referee Yumi Akiyama and the microphone. Yumi drops down on the floor on the other side of Adrianna.

Yumi Akiyama: Do you wanna quit, Adrianna? Have you had enough?!

Adrianna Salvatore: Nnnnrrrggghh….Fuck…YOU!!

Miranda Augustino: She ain’t quitting that easy!!

Seth Ernst: Maybe not, but it could cost her!

Cherry wrenches back on the arm harder, trying to force a submission out of Adrianna. The champion gets her other hand braced against the floor, finally and manages to carefully push her way up onto her knees. From there, she pulls an impressive feat by rolling forward and taking Cherry over with her. Now, Adrianna and Cherry are both on their backs and Adrianna gets her legs over, starting to kick Cherry in the head in a desperation act to get out of the hold. It takes several boots to the head and face before the challenger’s hold slips and Adrianna gets her arm free. Adrianna gets to her feet and goes to lean against the barricade to get a breather as she slaps her shoulder to try and get the pain out and some feeling back in. Cherry climbs back to her feet and grabs a chair from inside the ring, by the ropes. She storms over and takes an overhead swing with the chair but Adrianna dives out of the way. The chair rings off of the barricade and vibrates through Cherry’s hands, causing her to drop it. Adrianna twists around and nails her with a Discus Forearm with her good arm, sending her opponent back against the barricade. Adrianna lays into her chest with a couple of backhand chops before grabbing her by the wrist and Irish Whips her hard along the side of the ring; so hard she hits the floor, herself. Cherry, however, is sent running slam into the ring steps, knocking the top half of them loose with a thunderous, metallic crash.

Seth Ernst: And Cherry Addams, send into those steel steps with a vicious Irish Whip by Adrianna Salvatore!

Miranda Augustino: The champ can get some momentum back here, maybe!

Seth Ernst: She’s gonna have to if she wants to walk out of here with that Undisputed Championship!

Miranda Augustino: What’s it gonna take, though? One of these badasses needs to make the other verbally say “I Quit”!

Adrianna gets up to her feet, shaking her arm out. She watches Cherry with a look of murder in her eyes. She starts walking towards where Cherry sits, leaning against the steps; Jason Voorhees-esque. As she gets closer, she picks up into a running lunge and thrusts her boot into her back, kicking her into the steps more, and causing the top half to slide off the rest of the way. Cherry is now laying halfway on top of the bottom steps as Adrianna comes up onto them. She grabs her by the wrist and pulls an arm back as she plants her boot down on the side of her face. Adrianna pulls up on Cherry’s arm and presses her boot against her face, pushing her head hard against the steps. Again, there’s the referee with the microphone.

Yumi Akiyama: What do you say, Addams?! Do you wanna quit?

Cherry wriggles in what looks to be an absolutely helpless position. Grimacing in pain, she opens her mouth and groans into the microphone…

Cherry Addams: I…I…want…

Miranda Augustino: Oh man, this is it!

Seth Ernst: Is it?!

Cherry Addams: ...you to kiss my ASS!!

The crowd pops for this bravado from the challenger which only enrages Adrianna more as she wrenches back on the arm. In her fit of rage, she lifts her foot to stomp on Cherry’s head but the second she lifts her boot, Cherry pushes herself up with her other arm. Adrianna’s foot stomps the steps and she loses grip on Cherry’s trapped wrist. Cherry grabs Adrianna around the legs and powers up to her feet, now holding the champion up in an Electric Chair position on her shoulders. Adrianna realizes the danger she’s in and we can actually see it on her face before Cherry turns around with their backs to the steps. Cherry lifts one foot up and just falls back!!

BANG!!!!

Seth Ernst: OH MY GOD!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!

Electric Chair Drop right to the steps on Adrianna Salvatore! Her body hits the steel, she literally thrashes so much she practically bounces off of them and onto the floor. Cherry writhes, as well, feeling the pain from dropping on the floor, as well. Adrianna, however, has obviously taken the brunt of the damage against the steel as she’s still on the floor when Cherry gets to her feet and pulls Adrianna up by the hair. Fans are starting to pop for the Walking Contradiction as she’s about to get some offense back but as she goes to Irish Whip the champion alongside the ring again, Adrianna reverses AGAIN and sends Cherry reeling towards them instead. However, Cherry manages to get a foot up and propels herself off, flying right back at Adrianna with a flying forearm and–wait no!! Adrianna catches Cherry out of the air around the waist, spins around and flings her with an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex into the steps!!

Seth Ernst: AND INTO THE STEPS AGAIN, GOES CHERRY ADDAMS!!!!

Miranda Augustino: GOD…DAMN!!

Cherry holds a hand to her back, crying out in absolute agony. She rolls over onto her stomach, giving a clear visual of a laceration on her back. Adrianna sits up, taking a quick breather herself before pulling herself up to her feet. She looks down at Cherry then turns her attention inside the ring and rolls back inside. She gazes around at the selection of weapons and her eyes fall right on her trademark bag. The fans begin to stir as she picks the bag up and, after tossing down a couple of handfuls from inside, she dumps out the entire bag of thumbtacks onto the center of the ring floor! She spreads them out with her boot and tosses the bag aside. She turns around just as Cherry Addams is up on the apron and comes flying in with a springboard Missile Dropkick! Both women are down on the mat now. It’s Cherry’s turn now to sit up on the mat and start mounting a comeback again. This time, she grabs the trash bin she brought in earlier and empties the contents inside out. Among them is a hammer, a small cardboard box, some random bits of dry trash and a nightstick. Cherry immediately grabs the nightstick up by the L handle and casually twirls it around in her hand as she steps over towards Adrianna as the champion sits up. Holding the nightstick against her forearm, Cherry BLASTS her in the side of the face with it, sending her back down and rolling over onto her stomach. Cherry acts quickly then and drops down beside her. The fans start to go wild again as Cherry locks Adrianna into…THE LAMENT CONFIGURATION (The Brutalizer)!! What’s worse though is that she uses the nightstick as her leverage, forcing it between Adrianna’s teeth!!

Seth Ernst: LOOK AT THIS!! THE CHALLENGER’S GOT THE CHAMPION’S OWN SUBMISSION LOCKED IN ON HER!!

Miranda Augustino: WITH THAT WEAPON, TOO!! THIS CAN’T BE GOOD FOR SALVATORE!!

Seth Ernst: IS SHE GONNA QUIT?! ARE WE GONNA HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!!

Cherry Addams: ASK HER, REF!!! FUCKING ASK HER!!

Yumi Akiyama: Adrianna!!!! Do you wanna quit?!

Miranda Augustino: She can’t even fucking speak!!

Whether Cherry hears this or just realizes it or not, she adjusts the nightstick from inside Adrianna’s teeth and pulls back against her throat. This causes Adrianna to begin to gag and choke disgustingly into the microphone. It sounds even worse mixed with the screams of pain from having her shoulders wrenched back. Due to Cherry using the nightstick as an added insult, however, her hands are further apart than normal so Adrianna’s able to slide her arm free from under Cherry’s armpit. She manages to push her elbow down to lower the positioning of the nightstick against her throat, just to get some air back into her lungs. The more she wriggles, the more Cherry’s hold starts to loosen and Adrianna finally gets an arm up around the back of her head and hooks her leg trapped arm around Cherry’s thigh as she plants one foot on the mat. With a mighty roar, Adrianna stands up to her feet with Cherry in a Fireman’s Carry. Adrianna steps back a few steps, runs forward and hits a big Rolling Samoan Drop. Adrianna sits up, clear of danger but the impact drives Cherry right down into the pile of thumbtacks!!

Crowd: OHHHHHHHH!!!!

Seth Ernst: OH…MY…GOD!!

Miranda Augustino: ARE YOU SHITTING ME RIGHT NOW, CABRON?!

Seth Ernst: DEAD CENTER!! RIGHT INTO THOSE TACKS!!

Crowd: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!

Cherry sits up, trembling in pain through her arms and hands with a wide eyed look of shock on her face. The camera gives us a quick cut to her back, completely covered in silver dots with trickles of blood running from them. She slowly starts getting up onto her feet as Adrianna poises back in the corner, gripping the ropes, rocking back and forth, building up a head of steam. Cherry makes it to her feet. She starts to turn. Adrianna comes running in! She leaps up and NAILS Cherry with Rogue Planet (V-Trigger)!!!!! The impact sends Cherry stumbling and she falls to the mat, leaning against the middle turnbuckle with her head. Adrianna pops up to her feet, feeling the new spark of fire within her. She yells out again and rushes towards the corner she charged out of. Adrianna plants her foot against the turnbuckle, propelling herself off for an extra boost of speed, runs in and comes flying in with another brutal Rogue Planet, sandwiching Cherry’s head between her knee and the turnbuckle!

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Miranda Augustino: THAT’S A CATACLYSMIC COLLISION IF I EVER SAW ONE, SETH!!!

Seth Ernst: THAT MOVE’S SPELLED UTTER DISASTER FOR MANY A FOE TO ADRIANNA SALVATORE!!

Adrianna pulls Cherry out of the corner now, moving her to the center of the ring where she starts to try and get her down for her own, proper, application of the Lament Configuration. Cherry’s down to one knee and one boot planted on the mat but she starts fighting back against the attempt, not letting Adrianna get her grounded. Eventually, Cherry manages to power her way back up, lifting Adrianna up across her shoulders now.

Seth Ernst: Wait wait, no! Cherry refuses to become trapped in the Lament Configuration!

Miranda Augustino: They don’t call her the Walking Contradiction for nothing, Seth!!

Seth Ernst: Are we gonna see a new champion?! Is this the beginning of the end?!

Miranda Augustino: Who knows?!

It all happens in quick succession and Cherry doesn’t miss a beat! Nor does she miss her mark as she sends Adrianna straight to hell with The Circuit Breaker (Fireman’s Carry Codebreaker)!! Adrianna’s dropped down onto Cherry’s knees, bounces up and back and falls right down onto the pile of thumbtacks! Adrianna rolls over onto her side, her face twisted in pain as now her back is riddled with thumbtacks. Cherry sits back, watching the destruction she’s wrought with a mix of exhaustion and pain but satisfaction on her face. She starts to crawl over towards the pile of trash she dumped out of the bin a few moments ago and grabs that tiny cardboard box and rips it open. Cherry curls a finger to the camera, motioning it to come closer as she tips the box up and empties the contents into her hands. Nails. NAILS!! The crowd starts “oooh-ing” uneasily as she clutches her hand around a handful and picks up that claw hammer, walking over to Adrianna. Meanwhile, the champion is making her way over to the ropes, looking to pull herself up but Cherry steps in and pins her against the middle rope with Adrianna’s arms around it, locked to where she can’t force herself back.

Seth Ernst: Oh god no, what’s she doing? What’s she doing?! What’s she gonna do?!

Miranda Augustino: Do we even wanna know?!

Cherry Addams: Hey ref! Get your ass out here in front of her!! I need you to ask her something!

Referee Yumi Akiyama gets out of the ring with the microphone. It’s clearly obvious what Cherry wants so the referee goes right into asking…

Yumi Akiyama: Adrianna, do you wanna quit?

Adrianna Salvatore: I’ll…never…quit…

Cherry Addams: Suit yourself, bitch!

To the shock and horror of the crowd, Cherry picks out one nail and places the tip against Adrianna’s scalp. It’s a horrific sight as Cherry starts HAMMERING the nail into her head! Adrianna SCREAMS in pain as the nail is driven in and Cherry proceeds to quickly hammer in another one! Then another! Then another! Cherry stops at five nails, spread out across the crown of Adrianna’s head before yelling for the referee to ask her. Blood is already starting to trickle down the champion’s forehead as she declares, with more conviction.

Adrianna Salvatore: I’ll…Never…Quit!

Seth Ernst: Oh god, look at that. Those nails embedded deep into her scalp! Could even be in her skull!

Miranda Augustino: This is some gnarly shit, Seth!

Cherry can be heard saying “oh you don’t wanna quit? You don’t wanna fucking quit?!” She starts tapping more nails into Adrianna’s head, adding another five. Adrianna squeezes her eyes shut, gritting her teeth, trying to deny Cherry the pleasure of hearing her scream further but on that tenth nail, her teeth part and she lets out another guttural cry of pain. Referee Akiyama asks her again but…

Adrianna Salvatore: I’ll…Never…Fucking…Quit!!

Cherry Addams: Well somebody’s gotta and it ain’t gonna be me!!

Cherry replies and goes back to hammering more nails into the champion’s head. The challenger licks her teeth, laughing as she does it. Another five, then she shrugs and just keeps on hammering!!

Cherry Addams: Lament this, bitch!!

Seth Ernst: She’s not gonna stop! She’s not gonna stop!! Good god in Heaven, what is it gonna take to make Cherry Addams stop?!

Miranda Augustino: Adrianna’s gonna have to say those two magic words, Seth!!

Seth Ernst: Are they even in her vocabulary?! Do either of these women know the meaning of the phrase “I Quit?!”

Finally, something snaps in Adrianna’s eyes as they open, showing a fury within. Blood is trickling down her face like beads of rain as she starts to struggle more. Eventually, she gets her arms free and grabs onto the middle rope with her hands. She starts pushing back with all of her might, powering her way against Cherry’s knee until, with one last mighty push, she throws her weight back and sends Cherry stumbling to the center of the ring. Cherry catches herself, keeping from falling back into the tacks again. Adrianna pushes off of the ropes and comes charging at the challenger! Cherry takes a swing with that hammer but Adrianna narrowly ducks underneath it and the crowd lets out a gasp of utter relief. Adrianna hits the opposite side of the ropes. Cherry twists around! Here comes the champion! SPEAR!!!!!!!

Seth Ernst: G.R.B!!!!! G.R.B!!!! THE GAMMA RAY BURST TO ADDAMS FROM SALVATORE!!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: RIGHT INTO THE TACKS AGAIN!!!!!

Adrianna snaps up onto her knees, fists clenched and lets out a blood curdling roar. She looks like an absolute terror with the nails in her scalp. Some might daresay after the banter between the two that she resembles Pinhead of Hellraiser!! Adrianna wastes no time in grabbing Cherry and pulling her up to her feet. She goes to set up for a Suplex hold but Cherry manages to slip out. Grimacing in pain, the challenger swings at the champion with that hammer again but Adrianna catches her by the wrist and wrenches it violently out of her grip. She pivots around! Discus Forearm shot with the hammer held against the striking side of her arm!!! Cherry’s eyes roll back and she staggers back into the ropes. She stumbles forward again and Adrianna grabs her into the set up! Tosses her into the air!! GROUND ZERO!! INTO THE TACKS!!!! Cherry lays on her back, looking absolutely wrecked. She’s barely even moving as Adrianna stumbles up to her feet. She doesn’t even try to pull the nails out of her head. She just touches one and winces before glaring down at Cherry with murder in her eyes. She looks over at the trash pile from the bin earlier and spots something.

Seth Ernst: Cherry Addams looks out, Mir! She! Is! OUT!!

Miranda Augustino: How’s she gonna say she quits if she’s not even conscious?!

Seth Ernst: Wait, what the hell is Adrianna doing? What–...Oh my god… Oh my god!!

Miranda Augustino: Who threw those away?!

Adrianna digs through the pieces of garbage and retrieves…HANDCUFFS?!?! She grins maliciously and holds them up for the crowd to see as they start to give a mixed reaction. A bit of cheering for the violence, but boos at the dire intentions of the champion. She walks back over to Cherry and pushes her over onto her stomach. Adrianna presses a knee into her back and starts handcuffing her wrists behind her back. By the time Cherry starts coming to and realizes something’s up, it’s too late. She tries to struggle but can’t break free. Adrianna motions the referee over and snatches the microphone out of her hand, bringing it up to her own mouth.

Adrianna Salvatore: Your choice, Cherry…this is how you wanted it? Say the words…or I…will fucking…destroy you!

Adrianna shoves the microphone down to Cherry’s mouth. At first, all we hear is labored, raspy breathing from her before…

Cherry Addams: ...Chaos…and Anarchy…bitch…

Cherry laughs weakly before Adrianna just hammers the mic down on her head and stands up, backing away from her. She brings the microphone up to her lips, seething.

Adrianna Salvatore: Get up… GET UP!!

Cherry starts to stir and pull her legs up underneath her.

Adrianna Salvatore: GET THE FUCK UP!!

Cherry makes it to her feet and doesn’t even try to struggle out of the handcuffs. She just grins and starts slowly walking towards Adrianna, mouthing “c’mon…what you got?” In response, Adrianna raises her eyebrows in contrary and steps in, BLASTING Cherry with a big forearm smash to the jaw! Cherry staggers and drops down to one knee.

Adrianna Salvatore: Say it!!

Cherry gets up to her feet again and continues approaching Adrianna again. The champion steps in once more and rocks her with another forearm! Cherry drops down to both knees!

Seth Ernst: Oh god, she needs to just say the words. Live to fight another day, Cherry!

Miranda Augustino: This ain’t worth it anymore!

Adrianna Salvatore: SAY IT!!!!

Cherry doesn’t say what Adrianna wants to hear. Instead she spits at her in defiance! Adrianna wipes her face, smearing saliva and blood before lifting her gaze up to Cherry again. She rushes in to throw another forearm but this time Cherry catches her with a sudden push kick to the mid section! Adrianna stumbles off of the ropes and Cherry gets a pop from the crowd as she starts throwing roundhouse kicks to Adrianna’s thighs and ribs. The champion’s visibly reeling from the kicks. It’s no question as to them being some of Cherry’s deadliest weapons. Cherry gets another kick in on Adrianna! Adrianna bounces off the ropes! She runs in looking for TA-01 (Superman Punch)!! NO!! Cherry jukes behind her and springs up off of her feet to catch her with a jaw dropping, no handed Poisonrana!!

Crowd: OHHHHH!!!!

Seth Ernst: OH MY GOD, WITH THOSE NAILS EMBEDDED INTO HER SKULL!! THAT COULDA BEEN BAD!!

Miranda Augustino: Cherry Addams just don’t quit!

Adrianna comes up onto her knees, looking a bit dazed from the maneuver. More, fresh blood trickles down her face from some of the nails being dug deeper into her scalp. Cherry looks back at the ropes. Looks at Adrianna. Back at the ropes. Back to Adrianna. Finally, she hits the ropes and comes running in for a knee strike but Adrianna screams and explodes to her feet and forward. She catches Cherry by the legs and lifts her up into a big wrestling takedown, slamming her onto the mat! Adrianna manages a ground mount and just starts hammering away with forearm shots across Cherry’s forehead!

Seth Ernst: Adrianna’s got her down!! Cherry can’t defend herself with those handcuffs on!!

Miranda Augustino: What’s she gonna do?!

Adrianna’s not stopping, meanwhile. She holds Cherry by the back of the head with one hand and keeps hammering away with those forearm shots! It’s not long before, shockingly, Cherry has blood gushing from an open wound on her head! Referee Yumi Akiyama sees this and the severity of it and actually tries to stop Adrianna’s offense. Adrianna doesn’t stop, however, and keeps going and going. Finally, the referee just stands up and motions to the timekeeper.

Yumi Akiyama: Ring the bell!!! Ring the damn bell!!

~DING DING DING~

Seth Ernst: There’s the bell!! What?!

Miranda Augustino: What’s going on?!

Only now, does Adrianna stop her attack on Cherry as she rolls over beside her, sitting on the mat in exhaustion and confusion. After some brief discussion with the referee, the ring announcer brings the microphone up.

Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentlemen! The referee has ordered a stop to this match as a result of the challenger being unable to continue!! Therefore…your winner…..and STILL the NFW Undisputed Champion…ADRIANNA…SALVATORE!!

Seth Ernst: This match is over!! Thank god!! Great call by the referee!!

Miranda Augustino: Our Senior Official, bitches and gentlemen!

“No Less Violent” plays throughout the arena as Adrianna Salvatore collapses back onto the mat for a moment. The referee and ring doctor immediately come over to check on both women while the referee also gets a hold of a key and removes the handcuffs from Cherry Addams.

Seth Ernst: My god, what a match, Mir. What a match!

Miranda Augustino: This was a fucking WAR, carnal!!

Seth Ernst: Absolutely!! Adrianna Salvatore walks out of here still the champion but take nothing away from Cherry Addams!! She did NOT say “I Quit”!!

Miranda Augustino: Hey hey whoa, what’s this? Look.

About the same time as each other, Cherry Addams and Adrianna Salvatore pull themselves to their feet, both leaning against the ropes across from each other. The ring doctor tries to hold a towel to Cherry’s gushing forehead but she pushes him away and stumbles across the ring where the referee is bringing the Undisputed Title over to Adrianna. Cherry snatches it out of her hand and stands in front of Adrianna. The champion looks at her belt, then back up at her opponent and pushes off of the ropes, limping towards her. Cherry glowers at her before a slow, dark smile crosses her bloodied face. She nods and places the title over Adrianna’s shoulder, slapping the plate. She even wipes some of her own blood from her face and “marks” the center plate of the belt. Adrianna looks at the blood smear then up at her. Cherry slugs Adrianna in the shoulder and starts to stagger back, looking like she’s about to fall when Adrianna suddenly catches her by the hand and pulls her up to stand steady. The two clasp hands tight and share a nod of respect as the show starts to go off the air.

Seth Ernst: What a night, folks!! We hope you enjoyed it!! Thank you so much for being here with us!! We’ll see you next week!

Miranda Augustino: For Seth Ernst, I’m Miranda Augustino! Hasta lluego, bitches!

Winner: Adrianna Salvatore
Result: Ref Stoppage
Championship Retained

Last Edit: Mar 26, 2022 17:26:29 GMT -8 by Steven Brody, CEO

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