NFW Trauma #72! 06/04/2022!

The cameras start up inside The Blackheart Colosseum, where we can see Kasey Kash standing in the ring, Kasey all bandaged up, with his version of the NFW Undisputed Championship in his hand, microphone in the other, and he begins to speak.

Kasey Kash: ”Even… even after all the shit I put my body through… I don’t have the respect that the champ should have. I defended my championship now, and still people don’t recognise that I am who I say I am, you know what that is? Bullshit. That’s what that is. It’s absolute fucking bullshit. Because I have poured liters and liters of blood for this company, and what have I gotten in return?”

Kasey looks around the arena as he talks, pacing around the front of the ring.

Kasey Kash: ”Fucking nothing. I’ve got a locker room that doesn’t respect me, I’ve got fans sitting in this arena tonight that don’t give a fuck about me or what I have to say… I got management in the back who would want nothing more than for me to be off the screen, but they know I’m a draw so they can do absolutely fucking nothing about it!”

The crowd starts chanting “Shut the fuck up!”. Kasey stops talking and laughs at them.

Kasey Kash: ”Oh so now you found your voices, now you understand how this relationship works, see I find that funny, because when I was fighting Kai, some of you in this crowd were cheering me, why are you switching it up like that? Is it because I’m not like the rest of your favourites? Is it because I cuss like a fucking sailor? Or is it because I tell you how it really is, and I don’t try and gaslight all of you into believing what I have to say? Is it because I look like I belong on the streets? Hell, it didn’t stop NFW from hiring Juliana Mendoza. That whore was built for the streets.”

That line gets a pop from the crowd, Kasey is quick to tell them.

Kasey Kash: ”Ooooh no, you don’t GET to cheer what I say. You all sit there and throw your popcorn and empty beer cans at me when I say something you don’t like, so go fuck yourselves. You don’t GET to cheer when I say something you like. Fuck all of you. Now as I was saying… people in the back get to cruise along, livin a life that they’re comfortable with. I’m telling you now, I ain’t comfortable with just cruisin along. People in NFW are battin at a two two four. Kasey Kash? I’m battin’ a thousand. I hit Grand Slam after Grand Slam. I put this company on my back and have carried it since the day I walked through that curtain, and the boys and girls in the back have problems when I tell you lot this, because they know for damn sure that it’s the fucking truth… you know what? Fuck it. Anyone back there got an issue with it? Come on out. I’ll give you a shot… let’s do this, come on!”

Kasey drops his belt and removes the bandage around his head, waiting for someone to come out to the ring, he sits there and begs for someone to come out… and no one does. Kasey picks up his microphone and goes to start talking… which is when “Tears Don’t Fall” by Bullets for my Valentine hits the speakers, and Kasey Kash looks like he’s seen a ghost. Tyler Fuckin’ Matthews walks through the curtain and out to the ring, and Kasey stands there as he takes a microphone from the ring crew and starts talking to him.

Tyler Fucking Matthews: ”... I don’t even know where to start with you, Kase. This ain’t you! You used to be the guy, dude. You used to not give a fuck about anyones opinion.. You just did it because you KNEW that shit was gonna get you far… but fuckin hell you’ve changed… you used to run this shit! Now you’re hung up over some dude that you used to fuck with? What happened to you? What happened to the Murk Squad? What happened to The Resident Asshole? Now… now you gotta try and take my gimmick? Now you gotta be Kasey Fuckin Kash? Dude. Come on, bro… listen. You don’t need nobodies approval, dude… you’re Kasey Kash, bro. The Resident Asshole. You carried OATH on its back with that Livewire Title run… just… dude you can’t be lettin little shit like this get on you. You’re better than that. You’re my homie, Murk Squads for life, you feel me?”

Tyler throws up the Murk Squad M hand sign, waiting for Kasey to do something, he looks at him for a second, seeming to shake off the cobwebs and lifts the mic to his mouth, talking back to him.

Kasey Kash: ”Tyler… where the fuck have you been? You just… vanished… off the face of the earth. Not a word to me, to switch, to J and Chance, who also seem to have just vanished, now you replace them in Hybrid with two new guys doin their old gimmick? Don’t come at me for rehashing shit that someone else already did when you seem to be the biggest hypocrite in that regard, cunt. You talk all this shit about ‘Murk Squads for life’ when you left all of us high and dry. So you know what? Theres only one answer here as to who’s to blame.”

Tyler Fucking Matthews: ”Yeah. There is.”

The two goe nose to nose, breathing heavily into the microphones, before both in unison saying

Tyler Fucking Matthews: ”STEVEN BRODY!!”

Kasey Kash: ”STEVEN BRODY!!”

The pair laugh and hug each other, throwing up the Murk Squad M, Kasey talking into the camera again.

Kasey Kash: ”You thought NFW was bad with one of me? NOW YOU GOT THE SQUAD TO DEAL WITH MOTHERFUCKER! Play… OUR music!”

“Close Your Eyes (And Count To Fuck) starts playing through the speakers and Kasey just laughs with Tyler, as the cameras fade.
The scene comes up in a cellar. There’s a dripping sound in the background and the camera moves towards the side and sees Zoey Madison standing there and giving off a smile and holding her chucky doll in her arms. She goes and sits down on the floor and the sounds of deadites are heard from the top. This was taking place a few days from Trauma. But it is being played for the live crowd right now. She’s wearing a black top with the shoulder straps on her arms, black leather pants, and black heels.

Zoey Madison: “Chucky, you seem to be happy to be here, aren’t you?”

Chucky: “Hi! I’m chucky and I’m your friend to the end. Hidy ho – HAHAHAHA!”

Zoey Madison: “Got that right, chucky.”

She turns towards the camera and gives off a slight little giggle.

Zoey Madison: “Ibbie, in just a few days, we’re going to have lots and lots of fun in the middle of that ring. When we step in the middle of that square circle, I’m going to play you like a fiddle. As for Chucky? Well, he’s going to enjoy seeing the massacre of your cold dead body in the middle of that ring. I failed against Coda, but that was nothing more than a setback for things to come. HEHEHE! You think I’m going to fail again? That’s where you’re wrong, Ibbie. A minor setback is something that happens for a greater purpose. What is that you ask? Who knows. ”

She goes and sits down on the floor with Chucky on her floor. She looks at him and gives off a smile.

Zoey Madison: “Don’t worry, Chucky. I have a plan for Ibbie. You will love seeing her mangle body lying down in the middle of that ring all battered and bruised. You know, just the way you like.”

He blinks a few times before speaking.

Chucky: “Hey! Wanna play?”

She smiles as she hugs chucky. The camera turns around and zooms in on his face. The scene goes to black and there was lightning shattering the screen as we see Zoey standing backstage with a smile on her face.

Zoey Madison: “Play time, Ibbie. I can’t wait.”

She giggles as the scene fades to black.
The scene opens showing Ibbie signing autographs for fans backstage. There are adults and children alike wearing various Ibbie t-shirts ranging from the most recent "Small Match Ibbie" to the classic "Hi, I'm Ibbie." As Ibbie autographs photos for her fans, Loree Merope watches from behind exchanging smiles with the various fans as they approach.

Ibbie: Hi, I'm Ibbie! And you are...

Young Fan: Hi, I'm Amber!

Ibbie smiles at Amber and lets out a small gleeful giggle in response to the way her fan responded to her.

Ibbie: Hi, Amber, you are you and you are here requesting an autograph from me, Ibbie! Always remember, Amber, that no matter what you do in life, who you become, or who you strive to be, always be yourself. You could end up being anything you want or dream of being, but always remember you're still Amber. Ok?

Amber nods and smiles as Ibbie hands the autographed picture back and poses for a picture with her. After she leaves, Ibbie looks back to Loree.

Ibbie: Loree, I just adore these younger fans having the courage to approach someone they view as a celebrity. I'd be so nervous, but no my fans, they are bold and full of courage.

Loree Merope: Indeed, but they look up to you and, celebrity or not, you're a hero to each of these fans of yours. Don't ever forget that, dear girl.

Amber then approaches Loree and holds out her autographed photo to her.

Amber: Can I have an autograph from you too, Miss Loree?

Ibbie looks at the two of them adoringly as Loree smiles to the girl and gladly autographs the photo directly under where Ibbie wrote. She hands it back to her.

Loree Merope: All finished, young lady, and thank you for considering me for an autograph. I don't get many who do that.

Amber nods and smiles then goes back to her parents who were standing watching the whole time. As Ibbie turns back around to sign more, the next person in line walks up. She's a grown woman who is dressed in a raincoat with long, stringy, red hair coming out from the hood that is pulled up and covering the woman's face. Loree sees her and gets immediately startled and on alert. Ibbie, on the other hand, just looks at her like any other fan.

Ibbie: Hi, I'm Ibbie!

Female Fan: Hi, Ibbie, I'm Myranda!

The woman then proceeds grab Ibbie and pull her over the table, but Loree quickly interferes and tries to pull them apart. As she does, the woman identified as Myranda gets thrown back a couple of feet and her hood is flung back as well revealing her face. She looks identical to Ibbie! Loree is immediately startled and, just as immediate, is the change in the scene as Loree is seen sitting up in her bed in the middle of the night realizing it was a dream. Loree looks forward and sees Lorna standing in her room staring at her and giggling.

Loree Merope: Lorna, how did you get out?!

Lorna says nothing and only continues to giggle snorting between giggles. Ibbie is suddenly heard screaming from her nearby room.

Loree Merope: Ibbie is having another one of her nightmares.

Loree springs out of the bed quickly to rush to her aid while Lorna watches her leave and just keeps giggling and snorting. In Ibbie's room, Loree rushes in and tries to wake her client. Eventually she snaps out of her nightmare and sits up looking at Loree who embraces her.

Loree Merope: Relax, Ibbie, it was another nightmare. You're safe now. Was it the same nightmare as all those other times?

Ibbie is shaking from the terror of her dream, but calms down enough to speak.

Ibbie: It wasn't exactly the same, I saw her this time. We were signing autographs and I saw her face to face.

Loree gasps in response to Ibbie's revelation. The scene zooms out on the two embracing while in the doorway stands Lorna who is no longer giggling, but instead just observing the two. After zooming back, the scene fades out.
Lluvia Cane could be seen backstage, already in her ring gear but looking a mixture of prepared but scared or nervous. Granted, given who she was facing, a number of people would think her a fool if she didn’t give off that vibe. Of course, the air she was giving off didn’t stop the bustle of the backstage area of the Vlad Blackheart Colosseum nor did it attract anyone to her side as she waited for it to be time for the main event. The blonde woman began roaming around, careful of where she was going, in the back of her mind at least, and she sighed when she found herself outside the locker room used each Tuesday by those she had betrayed, the same locker room she herself had used for nearly 3 years.

Voice: They’ll forgive you…eventually.

Lluvia Cane: No they won’t…and I don’t blame them. I was selfish…selfish beyond words, and there’s no true forgiveness for that. And I don’t blame them for that…I wouldn’t forgive me either. But it’s nice to see you getting back into fighting, Rob.

Robert Marino, former security, stepped to where he could be seen and gave the woman a weak smile. He briefly glanced at the door to the room then back towards his long-time friend, letting out a small sigh. He placed his hand on her shoulder and gave it a little squeeze to get the woman to stop staring at the door, to stop torturing herself. After a few moments, she tore her gaze from the door and looked up at her friend, a very faint smile on her face.

Lluvia Cane: The twins don’t even want to talk to me…Stephanie had to make them call me on Mother’s Day…even then they didn’t give me a chance to say anything to them. They said hi, Happy Mother’s Day, and they hung up on me..my own kids don’t even want anything to do with me. That’s when you know you’ve fucked up…and I hope you never reach that point with Addy.

Robert Marino: Llu…Lia and Tony will come around…you’re their mother. They wouldn’t even be here without you. They’re hurt, but they still love you…I know they do. You just have to let them heal.

Lluvia looked at the locker room door again, slowly shaking her head as she turned away from the door and Rob. While she wanted to believe him, her children were very much like her…hard-headed and set in their feelings.

Lluvia Cane: Thanks Rob, but we both know how hard-headed they can be. They are my children after all. Anyway, I guess I should head back to get ready for this match…I’m still not sure who I pissed off to end up in this match, but I know better than to even think about underestimating Asmodeus.

Lluvia began walking away from the door and her friend, but stopped in her tracks after a few seconds. Rob had been watching her, a sad and worried look on his face since he wanted to help but wasn’t sure how he could.

Robert Marino: Hey Llu?

Lluvia looked back at her friend with a raised eyebrow, wondering what he had to say.

Lluvia Cane: Yeah, Rob?

Robert Marino: Kick some ass. I know you can; you know you can…everyone here knows you can. You know what Asmodeus can do, but you know what you can do too. She may be dangerous…you can be too when you want or need to. Just remember that.

Rob sent a reassuring smile towards Lluvia who nodded and smiled in return. The blonde woman continued on her way, knowing that she needed to get back to the right mentality for the main event against Asmodeus. If one was to go into a match with that woman, or any of the Children for that matter, you were signing the contract for the end of your career. And that wasn’t something that she was prepared to do quite yet.