NFW Trauma #75! 06/25/2022!

"BAD BOYS! What'cha gon'-what'cha gon'-what'cha gon-na dooo? Wheeeen Sheriff John Brown come fo' you?"

The "Method In The Badness" remix of "Bad Boys" by Inner Circle kicks in as out vibes the NFW United States and Zion Wrestling Champion Faye Brown. The crowd pops for the dual champ as she looks around with a big smile, listening as the crowd absolutely erupts for her. Brown pauses and raises her titles from her shoulders as the hook hits.

"Bad boys, bad boys, what'cha gonna do?"

Crowd: WHAT'CHA GONNA DO WHEN FAYE COME FOR YOU?

This repeats once, complete with the crowd chanting along before Faye replaces her titles around her shoulders and walks down. Bad Boy slaps some high fives along the way before rolling into the ring and popping a squat right in the middle. Faye calls for a mic as she nods along to "Bad Boys" before one is tossed to her. The COPS theme remix fades out before Brown lifts the mic.

Faye Brown: WHAT'S UP CHICAGOOOOOOOOO?!

The NFW crowd cheers for the cheap pop before Faye actually starts proper.

Faye Brown: Good shit, y'all! SO! It's been a month since I've been here. Last y'all saw of me was Manifest Destiny. I don't know why. It's just weird to be one of the brand's frontrunners and just not be on the brand I should be helping prosper. Especially given how hard I worked to win this title and keep it since March Mayhem. Now granted, I've been in Zion doing a lot of good shit. Hence this other title on my other shoulder. I'm gonna be in Valor's Roth Tournament tomorrow, hopefully gonna win that place's World Title as well. I've even got a spot available for wearing it. I'm doing pretty well for myself even in spite of not being home for a month. And don't get it twisted, this is my home still. Hence why I have this United States Title.

The crowd cheers and begin an "N-F-DUB!" chant before Faye kinda has to shut it down with a lift of her fingers.

Faye Brown: In a way... IN A WAY, you could say I'm doing exactly what a lot of champions would want to do, and that's represent home by going to other places. Only thing I'm not doing is defending the titles against anyone with a pulse. But there's the problem with that. Apparently, no one actually wants this title except me. Not even here at home. And all I can think is... "seriously? No one back there thinks they can take this ball from me and run with it? No one back there thinks they can make me look bitch-made in front of a live, captive, pay-per-view watching audience?"

Brown shrugs a bit and raises her eyebrows, continuing on with her point.

Faye Brown: If I didn't have to deal with every champion before me running an open challenge, I'd be tempted to run my own open challenge just so I'd have something to do and people to fight. Because otherwise goddamn, people, step up. Even if you think you're gonna lose, you miss a hundred percent of the shots you don't take. I may be off the night you challenge, you might have the match of your life... and it's not like I'm hard to find, despite not being here for a month.

Bad Boy gets to her feet, raising her NFW United States Championship to the hard cam.

Faye Brown: Look, it's not exactly an open challenge, but the first person who says "I want that title?" You and me at Sudden Death. Unless I've already fought you for this title, I don't care who you are. Get that camera right here.

The view cuts from a 3/4th angle to an angle of Faye looking right to the hard cam.

Faye Brown: Just say you want a United States Title match at Sudden Death and you'll get it. Between the Pyramid Qualifiers and those fuckin' creepy-ass Children, be the rest of the roster and want a fair shot at a title. First come... first serve.

The "Method In The Badness" remix of "Bad Boys" kicks back in as Faye nods up with a bit of an Elvis sneer to her. The view fades from Faye's sneer to elsewhere.
The scene opens with the manager of the Heroes for Hire, Gregory Murphy.

Gregory Murphy: "We're right back at it, ladies and gentlemen, the Heroes for Hire - at your service! Except this time round, we're back flexing championship gold from our latest capture at Zion Wrestling presents, Clarity! Yes, boys and girls, I'm talkin about the new Zion Wrestling Trio's Champions!"

Emerging into the scene are the newly crowned champions from Frontier's affiliate promotion, Zion Wrestling; Liam Richardson, Miles Watson and Takashi Shinobu. Sporting their championship gold, there's a certain swagger and glimmer about the group as they show off their prized possessions, nodding their heads as they lock eyes with the camera.

Gregory Murphy: "We've already started off the summer with a bang but it isn't over. There's still the rest of the summer to come and a lot of goals to tick off the bucket list... tonight, the Heroes for Hire return to action against The Chaos Circus, in a match that promises to have implications in regards to contention for the Trio's titles…

Let's just say, my clients are feeling confident tonight, and as they should, coming off of one of their most acclaimed matches in their careers, they should be. Now, the focus switches onto the history we can create here in New Frontier Wrestling. The focus is now on whether we can topple that acclaim and exceed it, adding another title to our ranks because that's what the best do."

Taking a step into the forefront of the frame is The Assassin, Liam Richardson, who has a smug look on his face as he looks directly into the lens.

Liam Richardson: "We're the best at what we do and we're going to continue to prove it. It doesn't matter where, it doesn't matter who against, it all ends the same with our knee's being driven through whoever's thick skull that's placed before us! Tonight, we're aware that The Chaos Circus are coming off of a win themselves, so they're also going to be confident going into this one, but what they don't realize is that they've never faced a team like ours...

The Heroes for Hire, we take pleasure in punishing our opponents, limb by limb, stretch by stretch, strike by strike - we have no issue or qualms in inflicting as much damage as humanly possible... and since we've added these titles to our accolades, we've only grown stronger as a team, and now we believe we're ready to take the next step... we've been saying it all along, since the moment we got here, and we're gonna keep on saying it. We're coming for it all and there isn't anything anyone can do about it."

Watson emerges onto the scene, applauding Richardson as the two engage in a fist bump, whilst Murphy grins in the background clutching onto the shoulders of Shinobu.

Miles Watson: "This shit right here, this is heritage. This is our everything, this is all we've got. And there ain't nobody that's gonna stop us from getting what's ours!"

The scene gradually fades to black.
We fade backstage to the locker room following the previous match! There we can see Kai Morgan, donned in his full ring gear…sort of. The Liontamer is seen in an all black version of his attire, with the only indication that there are any designs at all on his tights being the light bouncing off the material it’s made of! Rather than the elaborate jacket or vest he wears for his entrance, he simply wears an all black hoodie. Kai looks very obviously unwell, his hair and his beard frayed and unruly, the area around his eyes are so dark that you can hardly see his pupils at all. But all of that seems to pale to his actions, with Kai frantically pacing around the empty room, seemingly talking to himself. All of this stops when a knock is heard at the door. Kai turns, staring at the door, yet not answering.

? ? ?: Kai?

A familiar voice calls into the room, yet Kai still fails to answer. Seemingly knowing that Kai is in there, and that he’s not going to answer, the person invites themselves in anyway. Through this we come to see Teresa Jacobson enter the room. Kai shuns the gaze of his fiancee and presses his face against the locker, presumably in an effort to prevent her from seeing the horrid look his face now bears.

Teresa Jacobson: There you are! Kai you gotta get out there, your match is coming up.

Teresa walks over to Kai on the other side of the room, turning him away from the lock he has his head pressed against and letting out a huge gasp at the state of her soon-to-be husband.

Teresa Jacobson: Oh-oh my god…Kai…

Kai immediately loses it, falling into Teresa’s arms, almost sobbing.

Kai Morgan: Teej…I can’t do this shit anymore. Failure after failure after failure…I–I just fucking can’t...I can’t…I–

Teresa proceeds to sit Kai down on a nearby bench as he continues to press his face into her shoulder.

Teresa Jacobson: Shh, shh…baby it’s gonna be okay, I promise.

She proceeds to stroke his bicep with one hand, while running her fingers through his hair using the other, moving his head so that his forehead touches hers. Kai seems as though he’s in a trance through this, with his erratic behavior and nonstop sobbing all seeming to cease as his fiancee comforts him.

Teresa Jacobson: I know it’s hard…I absolutely know. But remember what I said a while ago, you can't fulfill your purpose or who you are by staying home. You’re two wins away from being at the top of the food chain here. That’s something you’ve always wanted. Something we’ve always wanted. Go out there and win for me…my Liontamer.

That seems to be the thing that snaps Kai back into reality. He smiles, sharing a kiss with Teresa as pops off the bench, stretching in preparation of his match. In the background to all this, we see the door to the room opened slightly, with Jessi Ozborne peeking through. We cut to the outside of the room, with Jessi thinking over everything she just saw as we fade out.
The camera opens backstage to Jeszika Gautier and Ashley Kenyon of Arsenal standing together in what almost looks like a broom closet

Jeszka Gautier: You always come in here?

Ashley shrugs.

Ashley Kenyon: At first it was because Hybrid wouldn’t allow me anywhere near any of their interviewers…

Jeszika’s jaw drops.

Jeszka Gautier: Do I wanna know why?

Ashley just gives her a look and Jeszika nods knowingly.

Jeszka Gautier: I didn’t think so.

Ashley shrugs.

Ashley Kenyon: You get used to it after a while. No one to come in and ask where y’at or nothin’ anymore. It’s comforting.

Jeszika nods.

Jeszka Gautier: So you just stand here and talk?

Ashley nods to the camera.

Ashley Kenyon: Right there.

Jeszika nods.

Jeszka Gautier: Right, so, tonight it’s me and Eavan Maloney. First time ever for two former world champions to go at it outside of practice.

Jeszika nods.

Jeszka Gautier: I’m looking forward to this, Eavan. I wanna see what the Krigare can do!

Her hands come together almost as if begging for her answer.

Jeszka Gautier: Show me, Eavan, it’s time!

Ashley nods.

Ashley Kenyon: And then there’s me and Coda, for the spot in that Guardians of the Pyramid match.

She shrugs.

Ashley Kenyon: We will fight?

Ashley cocks her head to the left.

Ashley Kenyon: I know that’s usually all it takes to get you ready to do this, Coda, so let’s not fuck around, yeah? We will fight and it’s gonna be fuckin’ awesome!

A smile creeps across Ashley’s face.

Ashley Kenyon: So, where y’at? Let’s do this!
We cut to a frantic scene backstage as Jessi proceeds to throw a stool across the hallway and into a wall, shattering it as she begins to scream out profanities.

Jessi Ozborne: I had it! I FUCKING had it!

Marina Flores comes in now, looking to calm her client down.

Marina Flores: Jessi, honey, calm down! It’ll be fine.

Jessi Ozborne It’ll be fine the moment I have some backup that isn’t too busy playing with a DAMN DOLL to win a fucking match!!

Jessi’s attention pivots, moving to another subject.

Jessi Ozborne: Speaking of backup, did you confirm that…new acquisition we’ve been talking about?

Marina Flores: They’re still in talks with the top brass. Old man Brody is still trying to work out a deal for them to be here.

Jessi rolls her eyes in disgust.

Jessi Ozborne: You’re joking! You’re telling me they seemingly have mountains of money for a joke like Eavan Maloney, but Brody can’t reach into his pockets and grab enough for–

Before Jessi can let out the name of the person she’s referring to, Dakota Winters cuts in, microphone in hand.

Dakota Winters: Jessi, sorry to come in at a bad time. I just wanted to get a few words with you following your match tonight.

Jessi rolls her eyes, turning to Marina once again.

Jessi Ozborne: Do me a favour, Sweetie? Go down to Old Man Brody’s office and make sure those negotiations go by just a little faster?

Marina smiles to Jessi.

Marina Flores: You got it, Dollface!

Marina walks off as Jessi turns to Dakota.

Jessi Ozborne: Alright…get the fuck on with it!

Dakota Winters: Well…I just wanted to see how you're feeling following your loss tonight?

Jessi is livid by this point.

Jessi Ozborne: THAT’S what you interrupted my conversation for?! How the fuck do you think I feel right now, Dakota?! When has anyone in the history of this business taken a loss and gone “Golly gee! I’m so happy to have lost tonight!” I’m not even gonna answer anymore of your dumbass questions. Fuck off!

Jessi turns to leave, coming face to face with her enemy, Ayu Megumi when she does so.

Ayu Megumi: Also condolences for your defeat tonight. I am really sad to see you "failed". Unbelievable you lost but I need a fair fight from you. I think our battle is not over yet.

Ayu moved closer to Jessi before she gazed into Jessi's eyes with that smile as if trying to provoke the person in front of her to anger. It was a mocking smile that even though she had changed herself, she would eventually fail.

Ayu Megumi: See, Jessi, in the end, you lost just like me. But I'm not here to hear your excuse. I want a match between us again. I want my honor and dignity back. I don't want it to end in such a dirty way. So I'll ask you one more time, I want a "fair match" Can you give me one?

Jessi sneers at Ayu. Almost on the verge of losing it yet again. However, her face begins to soften a bit, with “La Reine” seeming to come to a realization of sorts. She gives Ayu a cheshire grin as she proceeds.

Jessi Ozborne: You know what? You wanna “fair fight” Ayu? Fuck it! Fine! I’ll give you one! Show up to the ring next week and I guarantee you that you will get a “fair fight”!

Ayu Megumi: I don't know how much I can trust your words. But thank you for giving me what I need. But if you do the same thing again, this time will be my counterattack. If it's not fair as you said. I will do what you did to me. And this will be the last warning.

Jessi maintains her Cheshire grin as she answers.

Jessi Ozborne: Trust me, Megumi-san…it’ll be the fairest match you’ve ever been a part of…

With that Jessi walks off, leaving Ayu still a bit skeptical as we fade out.
Following the previous match, the cameras return to ringside where the crowd is finally calming down after the excitement.

Seth Ernst: We hope you’ve been enjoying the show, so far, ladies and gentlemen! Atlas and Cherry Addams just put on an absolute wrestling clinic!

Miranda Augustino: You can say that again, Seth! Tonight’s been on fire and we still got the main event ahead of us! We’re gonna find out who the next entry for the Guardians of the Pyrami–

The lights go out, causing a stir in the crowd again. Seconds later, the tron comes to life with a video of an asteroid plummeting towards Earth from space. Pedestrians on the street see the ball of fire roaring down towards them. They point and stare in shock as Bury Tomorrow’s “No Less Violent” slowly builds to its explosive guitar riff.


The asteroid slams into the Earth’s surface, sundering the tranquility of the planet and the stage lights flash violently.


Standing as a silhouette through the lighting and the smoke, a woman’s tall, broad visage is seen before stepping forward to be recognized. She adjusts her leather vest over her “#iApocalypse” t-shirt, ripped skinny jeans and black buckled boots. Fastened around her waist is the NFW Undisputed Championship as the scowling woman makes her approach towards the ring.

Seth Ernst: Batten down the hatches and check your bug out bags, folks! THE CHAMP IS HERE!!

Miranda Augustino: SHE’S BACK!!! THE WALKING APOCALYPSE IS BACK BABY!!

Seth Ernst: We haven’t seen her since Manifest Destiny! That brutal match with The Titan, Atlas! It’s been weeks!

Miranda Augustino: We hadn’t seen either of them until late! Atlas pulled that stunt against the Children of Nephilim last week. He just had his first match tonight. But this is the first time seeing Adrianna Salvatore since that slugfest they had. Which, she retained mind you! Obviously, because look at that golden beauty around her waist!

Seth Ernst: Well, we know the story behind that match and, while, controversial, we gathered she wasn’t too happy about it. Wonder if she’ll address that or something else.

Miranda Augustino: Heh, so far Seth, I can guess a few things she has to address.

Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, the reigning and defending, NFW Undisputed Champion…ADRIANNA…SALVATORE!

“No Less Violent” continues to assault the PA system speakers as Adrianna reaches ringside. She runs up onto the apron, kneeling and facing the camera. The Undisputed Champion lifts her gaze towards the hardcam and the crowd, scowling through her curtain of blonde hair…then she smiles a sadistic smile.

Miranda Augustino: Well, she seems to be in a good mood, at least…

Seth Ernst: You call that a good mood?

Miranda Augustino: She’s smiling!

Seth Ernst: That smile is terrifying, Mir.

Adrianna slides backwards, crawling in reverse under the bottom rope until she pops up to her feet in the center of the ring and strikes her pose. The music fades out as she walks up to a petrified Thea Crawford and calmly claims her microphone for herself before returning to the center.

Adrianna Salvatore: ...Be honest. Did you think I wouldn’t ever return? Did you think a beating from the Titan…that interference from followers of a false God would keep me away? Allow me to remind you…

She reaches behind her, unclasps the belt from around her waist and raises the Undisputed Championship high in the air.

Adrianna Salvatore: ...Just who…the fuck…I am.

She gets a mixed reaction from the crowd. Cheers for her reputation and resiliency. Boos because…well…last they checked, she was still kind of a bitch. She lowers the title down, bringing it to rest on her shoulder as she continues.

Adrianna Salvatore: Now, then… Few matters to discuss. First off…Manifest Destiny. I’ve been silent since then. Cataclysms come far and few between, after all…

She cracks a bit of a smirk.

Adrianna Salvatore: To Atlas! I know you and yours are listening. The egos on your group, you can’t afford yourself not to so hear me when I say…

She stares hard into the camera with a long, dramatic pause.

Adrianna Salvatore: Good shit, G. As they say on our side of the block.

She makes it a point to motion with her hand that she means both Atlas and herself.

Adrianna Salvatore: Real recognizes real. You came into Manifest Destiny a wounded, limping animal and in spite of all that, you brought the fight. Kudos to you. It’s just too fucking bad that someone couldn’t leave us to our own. Someone had to give the order for the rats to stick their nose in business they had no right butting in on in the first place!

Adrianna turns sharply towards the stage and rests her title over the top rope, holding onto it as she sneers towards the back.

Adrianna Salvatore: Listen up and listen good, you pathetic…fucking…scavvers. Whatever quarrel you have with the Titan…I don’t give a shit. But if you ever…hear me now…if ANY of you…fucking…EVER…stick your noses into MY business again…

Adrianna pauses again, perhaps for dramatic effect before she tilts her head and narrows her eyes.

Adrianna Salvatore: ...And I will make all of the traumatic shit each and every one of you went through seem like a child’s fantasy compared to what I do. I will make your hellish little Nightmareland look like Slumberland compared to the Void. You may know suffering…I will show you all that you have yet to suffer in every way possible. This is your one warning. No strikes. No second chances. This is it. Do not fuck with me again.


Miranda Augustino: She’s pissed, Seth.

Seth Ernst: Ya think?!

Adrianna steps away from the ropes, bringing her title back to her shoulder again.

Adrianna Salvatore: Now, then… Back to business. I haven’t been present here. Not physically. But the Void sees all. The Void bears witness to all. Sudden Death approaches. The Pyramid rises again. The Guardians are selected to battle for supremacy. Well, in case any of you have been living under a rock…been hiding in your bunkers and silos to weather Armageddon…let me remind you. The Supreme Guardian of the Pyramid stands before you now…

She holds the title forward to the camera.

Adrianna Salvatore: I’ve been waiting…watching…and I continue to wait and see who will join the impending massacre. Kasey Kash…you’ve earned your second chance. Kudos. Lana Corvin…you’ve got your opportunity to cement your legacy within your family you’ve been so desperate to. Lluvia Cane. Congratulations. You’ve broken free from the chains of the Kingdom and seek the chance at claiming your own destiny. Alexandra Caldwell…you’ve yet to taste true defeat within the New Frontier. However, the reality is that nothing lasts forever. Your success has come with a price. And at Sudden Death…it’s time, little Diamond, for all of you to pay your dues

Adrianna lowers the microphone as she steps back from the camera. It seems like she’s about done when all of a sudden…

“I Am Fire” by Halestorm echoes in the arena. The familiar music of Alexandra Caldwell plays as the fans don’t greet her with pleasantries. Prepared with a microphone in her hand, she makes her way down to the ring alone without Donovan Cunningham surprisingly. The former Genesis Champion doesn’t keep her eyes off Adrianna as she continues her trek to the ring. Reaching the ring she walks over to the ring steps, she walks up them. Now on the ring apron, she enters the ring. She doesn’t hesitate to walk over to Adrianna. She is close enough to Adrianna without invading her personal space.

Her music dies. She waves to Adrianna.

Alexandra Caldwell: Hey girl, we haven’t been properly introduced. My name is Alexandra Caldwell and I am going to be the one to take that--

She points at the Undisputed Championship.

Alexandra Caldwell: -- away from you.

The crowd, not exactly wanting Alexandra to become a champion again, reacts negatively to that image. Adrianna doesn’t look impressed at Alexandra calling her shot. Alex half smirks.

Alexandra Caldwell: I know, I know, that is what everyone is going to say. You’re going to disagree, and you should. Look at you, a living breathing, unquestionable apocalypse in the flesh. Many have doubted your prowess. Pretty much everyone else has fallen at your feet. We share that in common. For weeks I have to listen to everyone yack about me having an ego the size of ten planets. That I’m not strong enough. Little high and mighty spoiled brats who choke when the lights shine bright telling me how much better she is than me. Each and every single time the bell rings I am the one left standing, if it wasn’t for my manager getting involved at Manifest Destiny, I would still be Genesis Champion. I consider that a blessing, if Manifest Destiny didn’t play out the way it did, I would not have had a chance to qualify for the Guardians of the Pyramid. Our paths would not have crossed. Silver lining, ya know?

Alex smiles brightly. Adrianna stands firm and stoic, never taking her eyes off of Alex.

Alexandra Caldwell: I don’t pay respect to many, in my eyes, respect is earned. Can’t hand out platitudes like that like candyl. Standing in the ring with you I gotta admit, gives me goosebumps. You are the woman who ran through the entire Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament. You are the woman who lived up to her word, mowing through The Children like a freaking apocalypse. Went through hell at Wrestlewar to become the Undisputed Champion, separating yourself from the rest of the posers on this roster. You don’t get on Twitter fishing for likes. You don’t go around thotting yourself. We are cut from the same cloth, Adrianna. We’re athletes. Not socialites posing as wrestlers. Not attention seeking harpies. We are the elite around here, boo. In another lifetime we could make everyone's life around here hell, don’tcha. think?

Alexandra’s attention is clearly focused on the Undisputed Championship, admiring the championship as if the championship was one of her wives.

Alexandra Caldwell: When it comes to the Undisputed Championship there are no allies.

She shakes her head. Her attention focuses on Adrianna once more.

Alexandra Caldwell: No friends. Only obstacles. You got what I want, Adrianna. For six years I have been busting my ass to become a World Champion of any kind. In those six years I was afforded only one chance to challenge for a World Championship. I lost. Failure doesn’t set right with me, boo. Now, I don’t know why I only got one chance in my entire career while a waste of space like Kasey Kash always seems to slither his way into opportunity after opportunity after opportunity. Far as I am concerned, this could be my only shot in NFW. Boo, I am not going to waste it, I don’t care how many people I need to go through, the only result I see in my mind's eye is Thea Crawford screaming from the depths of her soul, AND NEEEEEEEEEEW NFW UNDISPUTED CHAMPION. ALEXANDRA CALD-WELL

Alexandra takes a deep breath. She licks her lips.

Alexandra Caldwell: Everyone in the back, all these people watching will have no choice but to say... All. Hail. Alexandra!!!

Silence falls between the two modern day Amazons as they stare at each other. Adrianna’s cold stare slowly lifts into an unsettling smile. She licks her upper teeth as she lifts the microphone again.

Adrianna Salvatore: Cut from the same cloth. I hear that a lot, Alexandra. Just about every time a new challenger or two…

She pauses and shrugs.

Adrianna Salvatore: Or three…or four…five…six…are lined up before me. I’ve heard people compare themselves to my level each and every time; and each and every time, when it comes time to back up those claims…you said it yourself. I mowed through them all. But kudos to you, Diamond! Whether it’s that ego of yours, the size of ten planets or just the sheer confidence in your ability…which I’m not doubting you have…you’re one of a few that I can count on one hand that have actually found it in them to stand within arm’s length of me and say it to my face. That says a lot…really. Especially without your lap dog out here.

Adrianna makes a point of looking over Alexandra’s shoulder at the stage, feigning to be in search of Donovan Cunningham before she looks back at Dat Girl.

Adrianna Salvatore: Quick side note? I voted in the “Fire Donovan” pool on that poll. Back to the subject… You are indeed a force to reckon with. Perhaps even the biggest obstacle standing in my way from becoming the first Undisputed Champion to retain the title at Sudden Death. And I absolutely intend to do just that…

Adrianna brings attention to the Undisputed Championship on her shoulder.

Adrianna Salvatore: Go ahead. Look at it. Take it in.

She steps forward now, closing in on Alexandra to the point that the concept of personal space is almost eliminated.

Adrianna Salvatore: Just remember your own words. Your ego…the size of ten planets…with the undoubted ability to back it up. It’s going to be that against me: the Apocalypse in the flesh. Devourer of planets. Sunderer of universes. Once you set foot into the Event Horizon, there’s no turning back. No escape. Even Diamonds break under extreme pressure. Entire planets are torn apart. Queens and Empresses are brought to their knees. At Sudden Death, there will be no trumpets of coronation. Only trumpets of the angels…as the seals are broken where the Apocalypse will…Destroy…Everything….

Adrianna leans dangerously close to Alexandra now, turning her head towards her ear. She actually reached around behind her with her microphone arm to bring the mic piece to her mouth again. Still, almost impressively, she does all of this without coming into any physical contact with her.

Adrianna Salvatore: May Anarchy…Reign…

“No Less Violent” comes on over the PA system as she drops the microphone right there at the mat behind Alexandra and steps back, opening up that personal bubble again. Adrianna smiles and flashes the Undisputed Championship again as the crowd stirs with excitement and anticipation for the future possibility of these two landing in the ring together. The shot holds on Alexandra and Adrianna staring each other down as we fade away.
We cut over to the catering area of the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Colosseum, where we see Jessi Ozborne sitting. She has a cup of coffee in one hand, while wrapping a thin blanket around herself with the other. Still a bit upset over her loss earlier in the night, her anger only seems to intensify as she peers across the room and sees Robert Marino chatting with Kaede Tanabe, smiling at one another as they do. This sends “La Reine” into a small rage, with Jessi crushing the styrofoam cup she’s been drinking her coffee out of. She’s so clouded by anger that she doesn’t even seem to mind the hot drink falling into her lap.

Just then, Kai Morgan walks up and sits next to her, cupping his face in his hands. He’s completely mortified after taking yet another loss tonight. Jessi looks at her best friend sitting alongside her, then back at Robert and Kaede, before her face begins to read realization. She lets a devilish grin slip as she turns over to Kai, poking him on the shoulder to get his attention.

Jessi Ozborne: Hey…Kai?

Kai looks up at his best friend, with Jessi almost repulsed by looking at his current condition. She overlooks it however, continuing to speak to him.

Jessi Ozborne: Listen…I know you haven’t been in the best of moods lately. You’ve been on the downslope lately and, as your best friend, it breaks my heart to see you fall so low.

Kai rolls his eyes, balking at the idea of him receiving another motivational pep talk.

Kai Morgan: Listen, Jess…I appreciate the concern but–

Jessi cuts him off.

Jessi Ozborne: No, no. Hear me out, alright? Like I said, you’ve been on a downslope lately. And what type of friend would I be if I were to just watch you keep slipping? I’m here to help you.

Kai Morgan: What could you possibly do to help me at this point?

Jessi Ozborne: I’m an observer, Kai. I sit back, I see things, and what I see right now is that there’s a lot of hungry people at your feet looking for your spot.

Kai Morgan: They act like my spot is worth a damn…

Jessi Ozborne: See, but it is. Look at all the people around here just going through the motions. They come in, do their little match, and leave. Not making a single impact on this place or even their opponents. And that’s assuming that they even get booked. You, Kai? You’re an attraction. People come into this building and come out talking about you. People coming up in the company can see that…and they want it. More than a person could want anything really.

Kai looks hesitant.

Kai Morgan: What’re you saying, Jess…?

Jessi Ozborne: I’m saying that if you wanna get out of this rut of yours, you’re gonna have to cut them down before they cut you.

She points him in the direction of Robert and Kaede’s conversation.

Jessi Ozborne: Take…Robert Marino for instance. Look at the guy. He’s got the look, the talent, the drive. He’s the whole package. He’s gonna continue to rise to the top of the pecking order, a spot that you should have.

Kai stares at Robert, his face beginning to gleam with an epiphany.

Kai Morgan: So you’re saying…I take him out…I get back on track?

Jessi smiles at the fact that she’s seemingly gotten through to Kai.

Jessi Ozborne: And not just take him out. Eviscerate him. Burn him to the ground. Show him why you do fuck with Kai Morgan.

Kai stares at Robert with a growing infatuation, but eventually sinks his head back down.

Kai Morgan: I don’t think I can, Jess. I ain’t got it in me. Not anymore. He wants my spot, he can have it.

Jessi looks frustrated now at Kai’s resistance. She quickly pivots however, with her devilish grin returning as she takes her hand to Kai’s bicep. She begins to speak to Kai again, though this time through softened speech.

Jessi Ozborne: You know…it's been a long road for you…and I’ve been riding it alongside you through thick and thin…

She escalates her touch, taking her other hand and running her fingers through Kai’s hair as she continues to speak softly to him.

Jessi Ozborne: …and it’s like I said before…it breaks my heart to see you fall this low…this path we’ve been on for five years finally coming to end because you just…gave up…

She escalates even further, using the hand she has in Kai’s hair to slowly guide his forehead to hers. She looks him right in the eyes as she lets out what she says next.

Jessi Ozborne: …so if you won’t do this for yourself…will you do this for me?

Kai’s eyes begin to soften as Jessi seemingly seals the deal with her next line.

Jessi Ozborne: My…Liontamer…?

Kai begins to smile, with Jessi following suit as she’s come to the realization of what she’s down. She now knows that she has Kai wrapped around her little finger. Kai almost weeps as he answers her.

Kai Morgan: Yes…yes…I’ll do it…anything for you…

Jessi is beaming by this point.

Jessi Ozborne: Thank you. I appreciate you…more than words can ever explain…

That and a light kiss on Kai’s forehead signals Jessi’s departure as she skips down the corridor of the Colosseum. From there, Kai’s stare lingers on Robert, his path now feeling clear as we fade out.