NFW Collision #126! 03/29/2022!

As we cut away from the introduction video we cut to the outside of the arena and Josh Davidson standing outside the arena.

Josh Davidson: Hello and welcome to NFW Collision my name is Josh Davidson and to start the show today I am waiting here for a long awaited interview with…

Suddenly a black dodge pulls up behind him giving him a shock and nearly getting ran over in the process as Johnny Towes gets out of the car nearby him.

Josh Davidson: Hey Johnny we aren't booked for a…

Johnny Towers: I dont give a flying fuck give me that microphone and piss off Josh i cant be arsed with you today so beat it.

Almost dropping it in the process Josh hands over the microphone to Towers and walks off quickly after seeing the murderous look on Johnnys face.

Johnny Towers: Thats right through the door mother fucker, its a push not a pull a fucking muppet. Now then.

He turns to the camera and takes a breath before raising the microphone up.

Johnny Towers: Now then lets see, why am I here ya fucking ask thats a good question? Where's my boys? Well thats a fucking stupid question on the level something Josh would ask did you not see last week? Fuck Danni I didnt know ya had that in ya.

He chuckles a little but its cold laughter because his murderous glare doesnt change.

Johnny Towers: And what do you get for all of that? A one on one match with me tonight, you talk all this shit about not underestimating you and then on the other side saying about how I am apparently beneath you well let me clue you into something princess I have survived this long in my life by taking out people a lot meaner and scarier than you so dont you bring your weak shit against me because it will not fucking work. You think I am going to hold back at all against you then think again because I am going to take pleasure in tearing you limb from limb tonight.

He starts pacing back and forth a little staring into the camera.

Johnny Towers: You see I have realized something and you need to be scared at this thought because I have been going lightly on you, just wait and see because I am going to prove to you that I am not all bark and no bite like you and your sycophantic friends seem to believe, I am going to put you through your own personal fucking hell by the time I am done with you and that is a fucking promise because nobody does what you do and gets to live a life free of tortuous pain, because like I said before I AM JUST GETTING STARTED!

He paces back and forth a couple more times and stands in front of the camera again a little bit closer this time.

Johnny Towers: Now when I am done with you tonight this will only be one part of the fucking problem isnt it? Ive got other mother fuckers who is looking down on me also and there time will come. For now it's time to play Danni, and believe this…

He takes a couple of steps forwards closer to the camera.

Johnny Towers: This is not a game you are going to fucking win.

Suddenly out of nowhere he reaches over the camera and with a thud smacks the cameraman on the side of the head with the microphone knocking him and the camera to the ground with a smash cracking the lens and cutting off the feed causing the screen to go to static.
We open up to a local Italian restaurant, as Viola is in front of the camera, as she and her associates were at work to make a base of operations within Chicago, as she was branching out from the Atlantic City area with a nod as she looked over herself in the camera lens.

"La Capa" Viola Mancini "Bounasera, and before I get to business, I am pleased to announce my new acquisition of one of the finest Italian Ristorante in the area, to help expand our name and brand…"

She said, as in the background, a lower ranking member of the family could be seen dragging a very heavy trash bag, which God knows what could be in there, in the opening of the back room near the kitchen.

"La Capa" Viola Mancini "Tonight is a night to celebrate, but, not only to our newest acquisition… but to Camila and Isabella's opportunity, tonight. The House are taking on the current tag team champions, Gallus Mag. And a victory over them would certainly be a big feather in their cap, as it would certainly put them in line to taking them off her hands."

On cue, Isabella and Camila would arrive on scene to speak about their match with Gallup Mag, as both have wine in their hands.

Isabella Terrano "It should be close to a guarantee for us, Viola. They're able to outbrawn most people to get those titles in the first place. But, they definitely can't outbrain us."

Camila Morricone "Fuhgeddaboudit! People like us, we bring class and dignity to this business. Gallus Mag are a couple schmucks who think riding a motorcycle makes them tough! Maybe they should ask Brea Lombardi where that got her."

Isabella and Camila would laugh briefly, as Viola would pour herself some wine as well, before raising a glass for a toast.

"La Capa" Viola Mancini "I propose a toast, to our growing influence, as well as the future NFW Tag Team Champions."

Isabella Terrano "Because, as we all know, The House Always Wins!"

Camila Morricone "You're damn right!"

They say, clinking their glasses and taking a drink, as we fade to black for the next segment to take place.
We cut backstage to find the NFW Tag Team Champions, Gallus Mag, standing in front of a Collision and Shieldmaidens backdrop, both of them dressed to compete with their tag team titles draped over their shoulders as they’re both focused on the camera.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Ya’ll hear the latest news, lass? Apparently we’re startin’ to get complacent.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Tha second set of tag taem championships would bae sayin’ utterwise!

Bruiser nods.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Aye. But we’re gettin’ ahead o’ ourselves on that one so let’s brin’ it back to the task at hand which is our match tonight.

The older Shieldmaiden smirks a little.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: We find ourselves goin’ up against the Mancini Syndicate. They’re like… what? An Italian mob based outta NYC or some shite? I mean aye… Terrano might be fuckin’ Italian… but the other two? Morricone and Mancini? Neither o’ them could probably find Italy on a fuckin’ map, lass!

Psycho nods, snickering slightly even as she glares angrily into the camera. .

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Gammy feckin’ bastards wanna play wit us? Feckin’ right we’ll bae playin’!

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Bet ya’ll think that because ya’ll are mobsters that ya can take us out, aye? Well we are fuckin’ Shieldmaidens! We are Gallus Mag! And we are the NFW Tag Team Champions!

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye kinna bae tellin’ me tha they tink we’ve ne’er bae martin’ anyone like them baefore….”

Bruiser shrugs.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Who fuckin’ knows. But at the end o’ the day… we’re gonna be usin’ ya’ll to send a message to the current number one contenders to our titles. We’re gonna once again remind all o’ ya’ll why Gallus Mag is on top!

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye’re about tae find out tha all the daemons ye baen warned about bae rael… because hell bae empty…

Bruiser then flips her hood up over her head.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: And the Maidens are here!

The older Maguire then lifts her face mask up over her nose and mouth and Gallus Mag clink their titles together before disappearing off camera as we cut elsewhere.
We cut to the backstage area and it is there where we can see Crystal Zdunich. She cracks a grin as she looks right into the camera. She crosses her arms as she begins to speak to the camera.

Crystal: So tonight’s match is going to be interesting because I see that River is taking on Cass Baumer. I can’t believe I am going to say this but my old enemy, who is now the enemy of my enemy is going to be my friend?!

Crystal rolls her eyes before shaking her head in disgust.

Crystal: No… The truth of the matter is that I have my eye on River Chance. Apparently all she seems to think is I love to run my mouth a lot. Here are some simple facts though. Honestly I don’t give a damn on how weak or strong the Kingdom is. Everybody always wishes to bring up on how well one can make a female orgasm, and that seems to be always be the topic of discussion when it involves me.

Crystal smirks as she continues to speak

Crystal: Truth be told I don’t care about any of that. The only thing on my mind right now is counting down the days until I can finally get inside of a ring with River. The two of us have exchanged words with one another but the only way things will be settled is when we actually get in the ring with one another. So I honestly can’t wait for that day to happen. I can feel it slowly approaching. Tonight I will be keeping a close eye on the action. I wish the best for River. She will need all the momentum she can get for when we eventually face one another. For now best of luck. I got my eye on you girl so you better not disappoint.

With that Crystal just smiles as we go elsewhere.
We open up in the locker room of the Mariana’s Trench Champion Milisandre Crowthorne. She is kneeling in front of that same stone and coral alter. She is speaking in a low, guttural tone. You could almost say that it sounds like she was trying to clear her throat or cough up some phlegm. The flowing water sound adds an eerie undertone to the scene. The sound of rushing water fills the room for a moment before fading.

The scene cuts to show a locker room with Felicia Ballesteros sitting alone in it. She is reclining in one of the chairs a leg lazily draped over one of the arms. She starts to slowly nod off to sleep, the sound of waves lightly filling the room. It doesn’t take long before she is fully asleep in the chair.

We cut again to near catering. We see Christina Olson and Jonna Austin laughing and grabbing some drinks. They head away from catering and towards their shared locker room. The pair only have two drinks, one obviously being for Felicia since Jonna has a match about to start. They finally reach their locker room door to find it locked. They give each other a puzzled look and knock on the door.

Christina Olson: Hey Felicia, open up!

Jonna Austin: Yeah, hurry up I gotta get going to the ring!

There is no answer from inside the room. They try the door again, shaking and pushing against it trying to get it to open. When they push water spills out from the cracks. Both look at each other in a panic. The scene cuts back to the room. It appears to have fully filled with water. Felicia’s eyes snap open wide in panic. She starts to float up from the chair and twists and turns in a panic.

She pushes off the chair towards the ceiling, trying to find a pocket of air. Her face goes pale as she realizes that the room is completely filled with water. There is not a single pocket of air anywhere. Even the few bubbles that escape from her and her thrashing seem to disappear before they reach the ceiling.

We cut back to Milisandre once again. Her voice that gurgling, guttural tone. There seems to be a pattern to it.

Milisandre Crowthorne: Ep vulgtm nw vulgtm, Cthulhu. Ep vulgtm nw vulgtm, Cthulhu. Ep vulgtm nw vulgtm, Cthulhu.

She is rocking back and forth slowly. It is obvious now she is chanting in that odd language. We cut back to Christina and Jonna trying, fruitlessly, to get into their locker room. A cut to inside to show Felicia in a full-blown panic. Her eyes are wide, her lips and eyelids starting to turn a shade of blue. She alternates from pounding on the ceiling to grabbing at her throat.

Once again we cut back to Milisandre. She lifts her hands up as her voice reaches a crescendo.

Milisandre Crowthorne: Sll'ha kadishtu sgn'wahl hupadgh Yoggoth R'lyeh uh'e f'ftaghu mg, ilyaa Tsathoggua gof'nn nglui kadishtuyar h'Nyarlathotep!

She brings her hands down as her chanting stops. We cut back to the hall with Christina and Jonna. They continue to try and beat the door down to no avail. They pause in their attempts as they search for something to try and ram it with. Suddenly they hear the door click and it slowly swings open. Inside the room, Felicia wakes up coughing and screaming. Still lounging in the chair in the position she was in when she fell asleep. Christina and Jonna rush into the room looking around.

Christina Olson: What the hell happened?!

Jonna Austin: Are you alright Felicia?

It takes a moment for Felicia to realize that she is safe. That she is still sitting in the chair. The room isn’t flooded. There isn’t even a sign that there was any water at all. Aside from her hair being wet. She looks from Christina to Jonna a couple of times before looking around the room.

Felicia Ballesteros: I was drowning! The room was flooded! I was running out of air! I could feel myself dying!

Christina wraps Felicia in a comforting hug as Jonna looks around the room.

Jonna Austin: There is no sign of water. Yet we could see it spiling out as we tried to get in.

Christina Olson: You’re safe now, Felicia. It’s alright.

Jonna notices Felicia’s wet hair and her eyes narrow.

Jonna Austin: It was Crowthorne. It had to be.

Both Felicia and Christina look at her.

Felicia Ballesteros: Could she really do that?

Jonna and Christina both nodded.

Christina Olson: Yes, she could. Morgan and Danni both had nightmares when Morgan was facing her. I didn’t think she’d come after you though.

Jonna Austin: I wouldn’t put it past her.

Jonna looks to Felicia and Christina.

Jonna Austin: You’re safe, Felicia. Chrissy will stay here with you while I’m out there for my match. Then when that’s over we’ll get outta here. We won’t let anything happen to you.

Christina shakes her head slightly.

Christina Olson: First Lil with Arianrhod and now Milisandre? This just keeps getting better.

Jonna Austin: I’ll make her pay, don’t worry. You two try and relax. I’ll be back soon.

Jonna reluctantly turns to head out to her match. The scene cuts back to Milisandre. She is chuckling darkly. Her own hair was wet. Her laughter is joined by that gurgling sound from before. Only this time it seems to join in on her laughter. Fade.
We go backstage where Josh Davidson is waiting.

Josh Davidson: Ladies and gentlemen....Griffin Hawkins!

Griffin comes onto the screen as the crowd goes wild.

Josh Davidson: Griffin, last week at the contract signing, all hell broke loose. Chaos ensued and Hayley's boyfriend was driven through a table. But before that she made a lot of disparaging comments about you..do you have a reply?

Griffin Hawkins: Yeah Josh, I have a reply...and its this..she needs to get the fuck over herself. It's just like her to blame me for all the problems going on in her family life and in NFW. She always makes herself the victim no matter the circumstance and honestly..it's gotten old fast. If she wants to blame somebody for her troubles, then she should take a long good look in the mirror and she'll see she's the reason for it all. And it's no shock that she leaves her dumbass cuck boyfriend behind once again to take a beating while she gets out of there scot free. Well I guarantee you at Ascension III there is going to be no more running...no more hiding behind her stooges. Jansen Myrrh is gonna be in my corner to make sure this remains one on one. She can continue to blame me for everything in her life gone wrong...but at the end of the match she will have no one else but herself to blame when I leave with the Perseverance Title.

Josh Davidson: With all that going on, will you allow it to distract you from your match tonight against Bubba Thompson?

Griffin Hawkins: Hell no, I never let anything take away my focus on the match at hand. I'm back on the winning track and I'm gonna keep that train going into Ascension III. I really got nothing against Bubba, he's a great guy...he likes to come out and have fun and give his all in a match. He's kinda like me. But I won't hesitate for a minute to do what's needed to win. Some look at Bubba and see some big dumb farmer...I don't. I see him as a dangerous test on my road to reclaim my title. Right now Hayley isn't my focus....tonight...Bubba is gonna get rocked.

He walks off as we go back to the ring.
The scene fades in on NFW Perseverance Champion Hayley Halsey who has her championship belt with her and who is incredibly happy at the moment as she stands in front of a chalkboard. On the chalkboard is a picture of Griffin Hawkins and a picture of Stacy Jones with the picture of Stacy notably having a huge red “X” over it. Above both pictures, Hayley has “ONE DOWN, ONE TO GO” written. She’s definitely in a happy mood as she begins to express her thoughts.

Hayley Halsey: Come on. Like I WASN’T going to turn the camera on and celebrate this…!

Hayley has a huge laugh to herself as the crowd really boos her.

Hayley Halsey: It sucks to hear that she is going to make a full recovery, but whatever. The fact of the matter is that she is no longer the NFW United States Champion and ALL IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD! After all, she and GRIFFIN were hogging the titles for way too long at one point anyway and while I was able to take care of Griffin and take the Perseverance title from him, Stacy managed to hang on to the damn title, especially after weak ass challenger after weak ass challenger kept going after her with that STUPID open challenge thing. I’m GLAD she lost that title. I’m GLAD she collapsed. I don’t give a fuck if I have had all of these STUPID threats toward me from the snowflakes. I don’t give a fuck if reveling in her title defeat and her miserable health gets the pitchforks and torches out. The fact of the matter is, it’s not MY fault that Stacy is so SOFT. It’s not MY fault that the Rock Hearts are a couple of soft ass, snowflake ass bitches that don’t know how to be a real champion in this business. Now Griffin over there is getting all butthurt wanting to pull a TRIOCS and HURT ME all because I triggered his precious little FEELINGS!”

Hayley takes a pause, scoffing at how Griffin has been acting about her in recent times.

Hayley Halsey: You think you’re going to have your fairy tale ending where you regan this title? NO! Just because you’ve been on this ridiculous win streak lately and just because you have all the momentum going into your match tonight doesn’t mean SHIT! The fact of the matter is, you only have your title shot to begin with because the powers that be have wanted to FUCK ME from day one. And that’s why they made the trade for you to begin with. I regret nothing that I said during that STUPID contract signing. I don’t even regret rooting for NFW to close just so you would never have your STUPID, UNDESERVED REMATCH. I don’t give a fuck about your stupid little friends on Twitter getting triggered and whining and crying about how I am. What I have learned since coming to NFW is that this roster is full of nothing but CRYBABIES. Holy crap, you’d think Vlad Blackheart fucking DIED all over again with the fact that I had people threatening my livelihood all over what I said about Stacy Jones.

Well the bottom line is, GRIFFIN, that when the chips are down and everything is on the line, you are going to COLLAPSE just like Stacy Jones did. PERIOD! You are going to join her in the purgatory that she is right now. I will make sure that when this is all over your surgery that you are going to get when I am done with you is a career ender and then I will never have to deal with you again. That’s how this is going to end, GRIFFIN! I ALWAYS win in the end! Just ask CRYLEIGH RUINED and fucking TRIOCS about how I turned out to be the one that stood tall in the end all while they fell apart and became nothing. Ask her about how I won in the end because I was the one that won a title while SHE ended up getting fired from NFW for being a piece of GARBAGE that couldn’t cut the mustard. I survived ALL of her BULLYING to become the STRONG, SMART, CAPABLE WOMAN I AM TODAY and it’s not MY FAULT that you SNOWFLAKES, including YOU GRIFFIN, are incapable of appreciating a strong woman like me. It’s all going to be over for you soon GRIFFIN… and I hope your WIFE cheats on your ass soon if she isn’t already…

Fucking SKANK!

Hayley scoffs before she stands up and leaves the scene. Upon her departure, some loud boos are heard as the scene fades to black.
Backstage of the Vlad Blackheart Colosseum, a camera focuses on the slightly open door of the Crusade locker room. There’s enough space for the camera to peer inside and spot Danielle and Leina Debaillion. The mother-daughter duo is conversing with Leina’s back facing the camera, her hands in her pockets and the hood of her father’s red hoodie drawn up. Danni is down on one knee so she can speak on the same level as the Princess.

Danni Anderson: ...you’re not in trouble, Li. Your Dad and I can both reassure you of that.

Leina Rael: I know, but… I’m suspended for a month? I was only defending myself!

Danni Anderson: We know, sweetie. Those boys insulted you and pushed you to the ground. You had every right to fight back. You did the right thing.

The fourth-grader lightly toe-kicks the floor. Even from this angle, she seems uneasy… or annoyed. Perhaps both.

Leina Rael: ...They didn’t really insult me, Mom.

Danni tilts her head in wonder. Leina continues.

Leina Rael: They insulted you, Pops… and Dad. They called you a hypocrite, called Pops a weakling, and said “your Dad would be glad he was dead”.

The Semper Fairy’s eyes widen. This must be the first time she’s hearing this.

Danni Anderson: That’s… that’s awful. How could they say such bad things? T-they’re around your age, right?

Leina Rael: Yeah… that hurt me more than anything else. I tried to walk away. I wanted to cry, but then they shoved me onto the ground, and I… I heard them laughing. That’s when I got up and kicked the taller boy in the dick.

Some of the fans watching this on the NFW Tron cheer for the Cutest Little Badass’ retaliation! Danni covers her mouth to stifle a giggle before she clears her throat and opens her arms.

Danni Anderson: Oh, Li… you didn’t learn that from me, that’s for sure.

Leina Rael: Well,,, when I was five, Dad told me that hitting a boy there will always make him cry.

This time, Danni can’t hold back the giggle. Markus would teach her such a lesson. Leina moves in to hug her mother tightly and, of course, it is reciprocated.

Danni Anderson: I love you, Leina.

Leina Rael: I love you too, Mom.

It’s a sweet moment for the ladies of the Debaillion house. Rising up, Danni brushes at her jeans and claps her hands together.

Danni Anderson: Come on. I’m ready to kick Johnny’s ass.

Leina Rael: Yeah you are! OOH RAH!

They turn and make their way out of the locker room, fully aware of the camera now. Leina’s face is visible, her shiner of a black eye present, but it’s like a badge of valiance for the little lady. They grin and make their way towards ringside.