NFW Presents: Vlad Blackheart Memorial 5 Finals Event!

Madoka Kawada: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. It is for the Splat Multiuniversal Championship and will be contested by standard Splat Multiuniversal Championship rules. Introducing first the challenger!
The arena dims considerably, with the lights around the screen and stage going completely dark. There are some flashes in the crowd, some lit-up cell phones to try to break through the manufactured murk, but there is nothing to see at all once the big screen goes black as well. A few moments of silence commences, followed by the haunting guitars of the classic Black Sabbath song “God is Dead?” hauntingly emanating through the Collision Center’s PA system. Smoke starts to billow from the stage at the top of the ramp and a single, murky spotlight shines down on a darkened figure standing there. Ozzy Osbourne’s voice, every bit as haunting as the music behind it, starts singing as the figure, revealed as Damon Cross, starts making his way down the ramp.

Madoka Kawada: He is a former NFW World’s Heavyweight Champion! He weighed in at 224 pounds! He is “The Unforgiven” Damon! Cross!

Reaching the ring without so much as a glance to the crowd at large, he looks left, then right, then grabs the ropes and hauls himself up onto the apron, stepping between the ropes and moving to a neutral corner of the ring as the music hardens. The spotlight follows, but nothing gets beneath the hood until Damon throws it back. Removing the sleeveless jacket, he tosses it aside along with his silver wolf’s head cane and awaits the start of the match. No gestures to the fans, no acknowledgement of their reactions or lack thereof. The lights come back on and The Unforgiven has yet to move... as if the sound of the bell is the only thing that will rouse him from his fugue state.
Madoka Kawada: And his opponent is the reigning and defending Splat Champion of the Multiverse! With a title defense record of 3 wins, this is her fourth title defense!

“Night of the Ravens” by Leaves’ Eye plays across the arena. Champion Mary Ellen Harrison steps out onto the stage wearing the Multiuniversal Championship around her waist.

Madoka Kawada: Please welcome to the Coliseum, Mary Ellen Harrison!

Harrison walks the aisle before climbing the ring steps and ducks under the top rope to climb inside. She removes the championship belt and raises it high in the air before turning around and offering it to the referee and then moving to her corner.

The referee raises the belt high in the air before offering to the ringside attendant and then he calls for the bell.

Skylar Raynar: Welcome to the VBMT Finals! The tournament has been going on all month and we are down to the final two competitors, so we want to wish Kai Morgan and Morgan Payne all the best in their match tonight, but kicking things off here we have the Splat Multiuniversal Championship on the line. Mary Ellen Harrison, with her toughest defense to date as she takes on the former NFW World’s Heavyweight Champion in Damon Cross.

Jazmin Davis: Cross has been pretty quiet of later on the NFW front, but he shouldn’t be taken lightly at all.

As the bell rings, Cross charges across the ring and tries to clothesline Harrison, who ducks under, grabs him from behind and drops him with a German suplex. Cross sits up, only to get a stiff kick to the back.

Cross gets to his knees and Harrison uses her feet to push his head, but that only seems to piss him off as he sits right back up and she does it again, and a third time. Harrison tries to pull Damon up, but he pushes her hands out of the way and nails her with a forearm.

Harrison nails him back with a forearm of her own.

Damon with a forearm.

Harrison with a forearm.

Damon with a forearm.

Harrison with a forearm.

They trade forearms in quick succession before Harrison fires off a high kick to Damon’s chest. Damon clutches at his chest, but Harrison hits him with another and Damon drops to a knee. Harrison moves in quick, grabbing him in a headlock and wrenching down.

Harrison flips him over and then tries to straddle him, grabbing an arm, but Damon clamps his hands together, avoiding the arm bar. Damon moves towards the ropes, but Harrison uses her foot to kick at the inside of his arm and he finally releases his grasp, but as Harrison pulls back on the armbar, Cross gets his feet on the ropes and the referee calls for the break.

Skylar Raynar: Cross rolling to the outside of the ring. He’s shaking his arm. She got it locked in, but not for long as he made it to the ropes for the break.

Jazmin Davis: Not taking anything away from Cross, but I hope he didn’t underestimate the champ.

Harrison takes a running leap, diving between the ropes, but Damon sidesteps and Harrison crashes onto the floor outside. Damon pulls her to her feet, but Harrison leaps into the air, dropkicking him into the ring apron. She quickly follows up, rolling him back into the ring before sliding back in herself.

Harrison goes for the armbar again, but this time transitions it into a disarmer, but Damon just rolls it through and protects his arm as the two remain tangled on the mat. Damon rolls over, draping a leg across the bottom rope and the referee forces the break.

Harrison runs the ropes as Damon leaps to his feet and drops her hard with a vicious lariat. He pulls her up and runs her headfirst into the corner turnbuckle. He takes a few steps back and charges in with a hard elbow to the side of the head, also crushing her into the corner.

He drags her from the corner and hooks her, lifting her high and dropping her right on her head with a high back suplex. Damon grabs the legs and rolls her over, squatting down as he sits into a Boston crab as Harrison cries out in pain.

Skylar Raynar: He’s pulling back hard on that.

When Harrison doesn’t submit, he finally releases the hold and then just steps right on the small of her back and grinds his heel. He leaps into the air and drives both knees right into her back. Harrison cries out as she rolls over, clutching at her back.

Damon pulls her up, but Harrison springs to life as she drives him into the corner and then unleashes a series of knee strikes to the midsection. She takes a few steps back and charges in, but Damon rolls to the side and then just cold cocks her with a punch to the face and Harrison slumps down into the corner.

Damon races to the far corner, but Harrison leaps up and runs after him. She goes for a kick but Damon grabs the leg, lifts her up and runs toward the corner, dropping her with a buckle bomb. As Harrison slumps into the corner again, he runs across and drives a knee right into her face. He rolls her into the center of the ring and then climbs the turnbuckle, going for broke as he leaps.

However, Harrison rolls away and Damon crashes down on both of his knees. As he struggles to get up, Harrison rushes in and knees him in the face, putting him back down on the mat.

As Damon gets to his feet, Harrison grabs him from behind and just tosses him with a German suplex. Harrison tries to capitalize, but as she grabs for Damon, he hoists her up into a fireman’s carry. He heaves her up and drops her, squashing her with a Michinoku Driver.

Jazmin Davis: These two are just beating the crap out of each other. Counter after counter after counter.

They both get to their feet and Harrison charges in, only to be scooped up by Damon who drops her with a backdrop driver, knocking the wind out of the champion. Damon rolls her up!

Skylar Raynar: First pinfall attempt of this match!


They both get to their feet and lean against the ropes on opposite sides of the ring and then just charge each other. They fire at each other with forearm shots. Damon goes for a knockout punch, but Harrison lifts her arms and blocks and then just punches him right in the side of the head, dropping Damon to the ground.

Harrison stumbles back against the ropes, checking her face for blood before she moves in and delivers a few stomps to the prone challenger. She pulls him up and locks him in for the Raven’s lock, but Damon pushes her off and she flies between the ropes, landing hard on the floor.

Damon steps out onto the apron as Harrison tries to climb back into the ring. He helps her onto the apron and then hoists her up onto his back and then as the crowd gasps, he leaps off and delivers a backdrop driver from the apron to the floor.

Crowd: Holy shit! Holy shit!

Damon is limping a little as he gets to his feet. He pulls up Harrison and rolls her back into the ring. However, as he tries to climb inside, Harrison rolls him up!


As they untangle, Harrison gets up and runs the ropes, but Damon catches her with his pop-up powerbomb!

Jazmin Davis: This has to be it!

Cover!


Damon slaps the mat in frustration as Harrison crawls away from him. He gets up and as Harrison gets to her feet, he charges but Harrison scoops him up and lawn darts him headfirst into the top turnbuckle and Damon goes down.

Harrison charges in and drives a knee into Damon who’s slumped in the corner. She brings him to his feet and goes for a kick, but Damon catches it under his arm. He tries to drive an elbow into the leg, but Harrison breaks free and drops him with the Raven’s Lock!

Cover!


They get to their feet and Harrison drives a kick to his chest, but Damon hulks up and so she kicks him again and again, and finally, on the fourth kick, he falls back to the mat. Harrison gets behind him and locks in a sleeperhold, but Damon scoots to the ropes, draping his leg across as the referee makes Harrison break.

Harrison whips him into the ropes, looks to go for a backdrop but Damon floats over and lands on his feet behind her and locks in the Father’s Sin!

Harrison flails around in his arms, but as Damon wraps his legs around her and drops to the ground, Harrison finds herself trapped. She tries to reach for the ropes, but they’re too far away for her. Damon cranks back on the chokehold as the referee is checking on Harrison. She kicks her legs, moving them both in a circle in the ring as she looks for some way to break the hold, but as close as she is to the ring ropes, she’s not close enough to put her foot on them.

As she slowly fades, her movements stop, and her arm drops to the mat. The referee gets in there and checks on her before he calls for the bell!

Skylar Raynar: Are you kidding me?

Jazmin Davis: Do we have a new champion?

The referee taps Damon on the shoulder, and Damon releases the hold. As he gets to his feet, the referee walks over and speaks with Kawada who nods, handing the referee the championship.

Madoka Kawada: The winner of the match due to referee stoppage and the NEW Splat Multiuniversal Champion! Damon! Cross!

The referee hands the championship to Damon, but then immediately moves to check on Harrison who’s lost consciousness. As Damon’s music plays across the arena, the fans are cheering their local hero.

Skylar Raynar: History made here tonight at VBMT4! We have a new Multiuniversal Champion in Damon Cross!

Jazmin Davis: He only has a few weeks to enjoy the feet. He’s headed to Tara Fenix’s Charity Event to face the formidable Chris Page!

Skylar Raynar: Cross vs. Page? I’m gonna be there for it!

Harrison is woken up, and the referee helps her to her feet. She stumbles towards Cross and offers her hand and as the two shake, Damon’s music starts up again as the referee helps Harrison from the ring, leaving Damon to celebrate.

Skylar Raynar: That’s just the first match of the night! There’s plenty more, so don’t turn off this broadcast!

Jazmin Davis: For everyone at Splat, we’ll see you in a few short weeks at the Charity Event! Congratulations go out to Damon Cross!

The shot returns to ringside where everything is set up for the next match. Wooden boards covered in razor blades are laid around outside the ring, as well as various other weapons. Kendo sticks. Chairs. Metal bins filled with god only knows what. All adorned with razor blades on them.

Darlyn Fajardo: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Razorblade Deathmatch, scheduled for one fall!!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Darlyn Fajardo: And it is for the NFW Silver Mountain Championship!!!

Nick Hanson: I don’t like the look of this at all, Miranda. We’re in for one wild spectacle.

Miranda Augustino: I feel like we should have a plastic sheet between us and the ring.

Nick Hanson: You think it’ll be that bad?

Miranda Augustino: You ever seen one of these before?

Nick Hanson: I’ve seen my share of violent matches but never this.

Miranda Augustino: Buckle up, Nicky. I called plenty of these South of the border. How’s your stomach? You want a bucket?

Nick Hanson: Uhhh…why?

Darlyn Fajardo: Introducing first, the challenger! Weighing in at 126lbs, from Dublin, Ireland! Accompanied to the ring by Ciaran Page…she is An Bás…DARCY…GRAVES!!

The lights go out in the arena. The screen starts to slowly flicker, as a music box is heard throughout the arena. The lightning then cracks across the screen, the music box is seen on the screen cracked in half. Artemis begins playing, as Green and Yellow spotlights are shone on the middle of the stage. A man in a long trench coat comes out first, stepping through the spotlight. He moves over to the left, as Darcy is seen stepping out into the light, looking out at the fans smiling a bit. She then poses as her father claps. The lights come on, and Darcy begins her walk down the ramp. She grips the chain around her neck, then looks out at the fans scoffing at them, as she passes them up. The music starts to pick up, as Darcy makes it to the bottom.

Darlyn Fajardo: Her opponent! Weighing in at 129lbs, from Victoria Texas! She is the NFW Silver Mountain Champion…The Gamer Punk, JONNA…AUSTIN!!!!!

"Your Sweet Six Six Six" begins to play as dark pink, purple, and silver lights wave all around the arena and audience as Jonna makes her way from backstage with Harper by her side, a slight smirk on their faces as Jonna bounces around along with the guitar riff. She stretches a little then the pair begin jogging down the ramp, high fiving the fans as she does. Jonna slides in under the bottom rope then pops up quickly, a smirk still on her face as Harper claps for her from the middle of the ring. She jumps onto the bottom rope, grabbing the top rope as she leans over it, the smirk never leaving her face while she blows a few kisses to the fans before hugging her friend who then exits the ring.


Graves and Austin stand back in their corners, looking around at the assortment of weapons and devices surrounding the ring. They turn their attention back to one another and come out to the center. They circle up. Graves and Austin step in with a collar & elbow tie-up and jock for position in the center of the mat. Austin gives Graves the slip around behind and catches her in a rear waistlock but as she lifts for a German, Graves cracks her in the temple with a back elbow and brings her down into an arm drag. Graves keeps the arm, looking for an armbar but Jonna’s legs come up and catch her head in a scissorhold around the head and brings her down. Graves breaks away and Austin rolls back up to one foot and a knee. The two stare each other down, slowly rising as Chicago applauds their wrestling finesse. Graves nods and walks forward, holding out a hand for a shake. Austin is tentative but she steps in, reaches out…and Graves slaps her right across the face with her other hand as she pulls her extended arm back. Austin’s head snaps to the side and she shoots for a closed fist punch but Graves jukes behind her and catches her in a waistlock of her own. She pushes Austin forward into the ropes and uses the rebound momentum to throw her back into a release German. Austin hits the mat but rolls through up to her feet, looking a little pissed now. She charges Graves, who shoots for a discus forearm but Austin ducks under and hits the ropes again. Graves spins around and Austin’s already leaping at her with a Lou Thesz Press and raining punches down across her head. Chicago starts going wild!

Miranda Augustino: Let them fists fly, mama!

Nick Hanson: Little callback with that technique there, Miranda!

Miranda Augustino: I like it!!

Austin comes up off of Graves, throwing a middle finger down at her before spreading her arms and turning to the crowd as Graves rolls out to the ringside floor. The crowd “ooooooohs” as she grabs a kendo stick with razor blades sticking out of it, like some sort of barbaric looking torture device. Austin sees her get back into the ring with it and smiles, beckoning her with both hands to come and take a swing. Graves cocks the stick back and swings for the fences. Austin jumps back, barely dodging the stick. Graves swings again and Austin has to duck lest she get whacked right in the head. Austin taunts her and Graves has had enough, finally running in and swinging in an overhead downward strike when Austin sidesteps and catches her right into a Russian Leg Sweep. She floats over and hooks the leg.


Graves kicks out angrily and Austin sits up on her knees. She pats Graves on the side of the head to which Graves responds by slapping her hand away. Now it’s Austin’s turn to pick up the kendo stick. She looks at the blades lining it and makes a face like “ooh this is gonna hurt.” Graves stumbles up to her feet and Austin comes in, swinging the stick like a sledgehammer, looking to bust her over the head with it. Graves’ eyes go wide and she sidesteps, dodging out of the way. The kendo stick smacks the top rope and bounces right back into Austin’s face!! She grabs at it as the stick falls to the mat!!

Nick Hanson: OH MY GOD!!!

Miranda Augustino: AYYYYYYEEEE, CHINGA!!!! I hope that wasn’t her eye!!

Austin brings her hand away revealing a small cut on her cheek and one right above her eyebrow. Not her eye, like Miranda said, but dangerously close to it! Even a small cut causes a stream of blood to run down her cheek and forehead on one side. Behind her, Graves picks up the kendo stick. Austin doesn’t hear the crowd screaming for her to watch out as she turns around and Graves hits a homer right into Austin’s midsection!!!! Austin grabs her stomach and drops down to her knees. She’s never felt pain like this in a match before in a long time. Graves capitalizes and strikes her across the back with the razored kendo stick! Each hit resounds with a CRACK!! Austin goes down to the mat and Graves rains down another shot across her side!!! And another!!! And another!!

Nick Hanson: GOOD GOD, I don’t even wanna imagine how that feels!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: Speak for us both!!

Austin’s on the mat now, blood oozing from her stomach, down her back and out of several cuts on her arms and sides as she nearly curls into a fetal position. She’s visibly hissing in pain and opens her eyes, trying not to let tears of agony show just before Graves forces her onto her back and makes a cover.


Austin kicks out!!! Graves sits back on her knees and smiles at the image of her opponent’s blood on her. She smears some blood from her hand across her chest over her top like a badge of honor as Austin rolls out onto the ringside floor.

Miranda Augustino: Nick, you think the champ’s regretting her decision for this match?

Nick Hanson: I don’t wanna speak for her but I wouldn’t blame her if she was!

Graves rolls out of the ring, in pursuit of Austin as the referee comes out to check on the champion. Graves shoves the referee out of the way, grabs Austin by the arm and the hair and just violently whips her into the ringpost, wrapping her around it and sending her to the floor around the corner, in front of the commentary table. Graves stays hot on Austin’s heels until she stops to jawjack with a fan. This gives Austin just enough time to grab a steel chair wrapped in fishing line with razor blades dangling from around it like little deadly wind chimes. As Graves advances on her, Austin’s back to her feet and just throws the fucking chair right at her face! Graves gets her arms up to block but she catches some cuts on her forearms and as she’s giving them a quick look over, Austin hits a running knee lift to the midsection, doubling Graves over. She follows up with a jumping knee smash to the face which snaps Graves up straight before grabbing her around the head and hits a Snap DDT right onto the chair!!!!!

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHH!!

Nick Hanson: Little payback for Jonna Austin!!

Miranda Augustino: Darcy Graves didn’t think she was gonna come out of this without a scratch did she?

Austin gets up, letting the adrenaline push her through the pain in her open wounds as she picks Graves up. Blood is now gushing from multiple cuts on Darcy’s forehead and cheeks. Not as bad as Austin yet, who’s covered in her own crimson lifeforce. Nonetheless, she rolls Graves into the ring, picks her up and drills her into the mat with Returned Fate (Twist Of Fate)!!!! She rolls Graves over for a cover.


NO!!!! Graves kicks out!! Austin sits up and climbs to her feet, a little angry now as she starts putting the boots to her challenger. She pauses here to shoot another middle finger down at her before running off the ropes and hits a front elbow drop. More shades of the past, before rolling out of the ring where she just starts bringing things into the ring. She slides a couple of razor covered boards into the ring before tossing that same chair inside. Austin tries to pick up a trash can full of stuff but pain shoots through her muscles in her arms and she drops it. She settles for kicking it over and dumps it out. Austin digs through the items, very carefully and finds…a razored set of knuckle dusters?! She slips them onto her hand, a look of murder in her eyes now as she climbs back into the ring. Graves hasn’t seen her grab the knuckle dusters but Austin hasn’t seen Graves grab that steel chair with the razored fishing line either. Austin comes at Graves from behind. It’s almost as if Graves knows her doom is looming so she turns around and swings for the fences. BOOM!!!! The steel chair cracks Austin right over the head and she staggers back into the ropes. Graves drops the chair as Austin staggers back towards her and Graves charges in!! Waking The Dead (Running High Knee) to Austin!!!! The champion goes down!!! Graves falls back on her ass, wincing in pain from the cuts on her forehead and face. She closes her eyes to keep the blood out of them and reaches out, feeling up Austin’s boot to find her before hooking that leg for a cover.


KICK OUT BY AUSTIN!!!!! Graves sits up and wipes the blood from her eyes, taking a moment to clear her vision. Austin rolls over onto her side. That chair shot has sliced her forehead open right in the center causing more blood to flow down her face.

Nick Hanson: Well, happy October, Miranda Augustino!!! We got us a scene right out of a horror movie!!

Miranda Augustino: Looks like a damn Saw game, Nicky!!

Nick Hanson: Well, I don’t like this game! Look at the blood!

Miranda Augustino: MOTHERFUCKING STRAWBERRY JAM, GUY!!

Nick Hanson: You did not. I’m gonna be sick.

Miranda Augustino: Awwwww, pobrecito!! Acting like a little bitch, right now.

Graves pulls herself up on the ropes and moves towards Austin. She grabs a handful of her hair and pulls her up to her knees. Austin starts throwing weak blows into her midsection with her right hand. Graves just headbutts her to slow her down but Austin remembers her left hand - nobody usually ever thinks to check someone’s non-dominant hand - is loaded with those razor knuckles. She drives her left fist into Graves stomach with a stiff gut check!! Graves lets go of her hair and steps back, yelling in pain as her hands go to her stomach. She looks down at the fresh blood on her hands then back up just as Austin runs off the ropes and takes her down with a Lou Thesz Press again….AND STARTS RAINING PUNCHES DOWN WITH THE KNUCKLE DUSTERS!!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: AYYYEEEEE!!!! DIOS MIO!!!!!

Nick Hanson: YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!!!!!

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

Austin pops back to her feet, screaming with rage as she pulls the dusters off her knuckles and throws them across the ring and throws two fists in the air. She grabs a dazed Darcy Graves and yanks her up to her feet, setting her up for the Poisoned World (Belly to Back Piledriver)!! Austin lifts and twists but pain shoots through her arms again and she buckles. Graves comes down with her feet hitting the mat, head between Austin’s legs. She pulls herself free and blasts her with a European Uppercut. Austin spins around, knocked for a loop. Graves locks her up in a Full Nelson and snaps her back with the GRAVE KEEPER (Bridging Dragon Suplex) but it puts Austin RIGHT ONTO ONE OF THE RAZOR COVERED BOARDS!!!!!! Subsequently, Graves gets more cuts on her arms so she lets go of the bridge and rolls away. Austin, however, is left screaming and thrashing on the board until she rolls off with fresh lacerations on her back, arms and legs. Graves and Austin both start picking themselves up but Austin drops back down to her knees and Graves comes in, starting to let the shoot kicks fly into her opponent’s chest with loud SMACKS each time. She makes a quick “Go To Sleep” motion before going for that final roundhouse kick to the head but Austin ducks and Graves’ leg soars over her head! WIth Graves back turned, Austin grabs her, screams through the absolute agony in her body and plants her right into the mat with POISONED WORLD!!!!! Graves flops belly down onto the mat and Austin just falls onto her back again. She looks like a modern punk version of Carrie White at this point but nobody’s laughing at her. Instead, people in the crowd are just watching the two with concern in their eyes. Horrified faces. Hands over mouths.

Nick Hanson: I hate to even say this because each time I do, something’s gonna prove me wrong down the line…

Miranda Augustino: Most violent spectacle we’ve ever had?

Nick Hanson: You pay attention.

Miranda Augustino: Hey, before I worked here, I watched.

Austin doesn’t sit up, she just rolls over onto her stomach, leaving a deep red stain and small puddle on the mat where she had just been and crawls over to Graves. She pushes her over onto her back and drapes an arm over her for a cover.


Graves jerks to life and her shoulder gets off the mat right before the referee’s hand hits!!! She rolls up onto her knees and elbows and fights to get to her feet. Austin picks herself up onto her knees but both warriors look out of it. Graves seems to recognize Austin finally and sees her in the same position she last remembered. Without thinking or hesitating, she shoots aaaaand she SCORES with that roundhouse kick to the head she was looking for a moment ago!!!! SMACK!!!!

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Austin goes back down and Graves collapses again, as well. Sitting back on her ass, Graves hugs her arms against her midsection, in absolute agony right now. She crawls over to Austin and rolls her onto her back, making a cover.


Austin gets a shoulder up and Graves drops back with a frustrated yell, running her hands down her face, fingers smearing through the thick bloody mask. She sees the other razorboard on the mat and gets to her feet, moving towards it. She picks it up, careful of any sharp edges and sets it up in the corner. Graves turns towards the hardcam, and draws a thumb across her throat. The macabre visual of this is just intensified by the blood running down her face and neck, staining her ring gear. The same can be said for the blood on her midsection, staining her gear bottoms.

Nick Hanson: I don’t like that… Mir, what is she doing?

Miranda Augustino: The hell you asking me for?! I don’t wanna know!

Graves stalks towards Austin and pulls her up into position. She pulls them both over to where Austin’s back is facing that razorboard and clinches Austin up for a suplex.

Nick Hanson: Oh no. Awww no!!!! No no no NO!!!! SHE’S NOT GONNA!!

Miranda Augustino: About to have a new Silver Mountain Champion that Vlad The Impaler could be proud of!

Nick Hanson: You’re probably not wrong but c’mon, no!!!

Graves starts to lift Austin up, looking for a One Way Trip (Hellevator) through that board but Austin catches her in the head with a knee and drops back down. Graves blinks the stars away and shoots for a lariat to Austin who slips around behind her. She ALMOST hits the board but catches herself. Graves takes a quick breath, turns around and SPEAR FROM AUSTIN!!!!! BOTH OF THEM GO INTO THE RAZOR BOARD AS IT SNAPS IN HALF FROM THE IMPACT!!!!!

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

Nick Hanson: A SPEAR THROUGH THE RAZOR BLADES!!! GOD IN HEAVEN!!!!

Miranda Augustino: Match like this? That dude checked out a long time ago, Nicky!!

Despite the carnage, Austin seems to have taken the lesser brunt of the damage as she crawls out from the rubble, pushing the top half of the board off of her and crawls to the center of the ring. She turns around and watches Graves whose turn it is now to shriek out in pain from being planted on razors. Austin might be smiling if she wasn’t in so much pain herself but she manages to pick herself up as Graves desperately pulls herself off of the other half of the board and up with the ropes. She staggers away from the ropes then, turning towards Austin just in time to see two middle fingers right in her face before….G2 (STUNNER)!!!!!!!!

Nick Hanson: G2!!!! G2!!!!! G2!!!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: Is that it?!?!


Darlyn Fajardo: Here is your winner AND STILL the NFW Silver Mountain Champion…JONNA…AUSTIN!!!!!

Nick Hanson: Still at the top of the Silver Mountain but at what cost, Miranda?

Miranda Augustino: Lot more blood than sweat and tears, Nicky!

“Your Sweet Six Six Six” plays as Jonna Austin picks herself up off of the mat and takes the Silver Mountain Championship from the referee as it’s returned to her. She raises it high over her head, gritting her teeth through the pain, celebrating her victory as Darcy Graves is helped from the ring. More EMTs arrive to help Austin but she shrugs them off, insisting she walk to the medical room herself. To Graves’ credit, she does the same, further up the ramp, pushing the medical team away and limps through the tunnel as the crowd applauds both competitors.

Thea Crawford: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!

Thea Crawford: And it is for the NFW Undisputed Championship!
Smoke begins to rise from the top of the stage and appearing on the screen above are the following words;


A massive pop ensues as emerging from the back is Your Hero and Mine, Mark Storm; who keeps himself composed as he stands at the top of the entrance ramp. He can't help but allow his sadistic signature smirk to appear upon his lips as he closes his eyes and spreads his arms out wide, soaking in the energy that the audience are giving him as they applaud and cheer.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, the challenger! From New York, Brooklyn.. weighing in a two hundred and twenty five pounds - Your Hero, and Mine.. MARRKKKK STORMMMMMM!!

He begins his walk down the entrance ramp, with a leather coat completing his attire as he comes down the entrance ramp.


At this point, Storm is by the edge of the ring; allowing a smile to embed on his face before he jumps onto the apron and holds onto the ropes, using them to help himself up onto the turnbuckle. He's grinning from ear to ear, soaking in the rest of the cheers coming from the audience, shaking his head sideways as he lowers it, before jumping into the ring. Taking off his leather coat, he hands it to the ring announcer before walking over to his designated corner and hoisting himself up onto the second ropes, a smirk upon his lips as he holds his arms up; his theme song slowly diminishing.
Silence… nothing… the lights in the arena dim as we hear… nothing. This goes for about twenty five seconds, that is until we hear an electric guitar riff being played in the background, the volume slowly but surely increasing for about another twenty five seconds, that is until we hear the vocals screamed through the speakers by none other than Alex Terrible himself. At this point, Kasey Kash has made his way through the curtain. First he gives Alex a fistbump then he stands and looks out over the audience, listening to the crowd reaction, one that is mixed, as they are unsure if they should be booing him or cheering him out of sympathy, and as he stands there, as the song continues to play in the background, he smirks, before flipping the crowd a defiant middle finger while he raises his version of the NFW Undisputed Championship.

Kasey looks out at the crowd unsure of their reaction towards him, normally it is one of hatred, but it seems that some in the crowd tonight seem to pity him for the situation put before him, Kasey starts his march down the ramp, and instead of interacting with the fans at the barricade, he doesn't give them any attention. Instead opting to slide under the bottom rope. Kasey gets up, his version of the Undisputed Championship in hand, he climbs up the turnbuckle, one foot on the middle rope and one foot on the top rope, and holds his championship in the air, screaming out to the crowd “WHO’S THE FUCKING MAN!”

Thea Crawford: And his opponent!! From Canberra, Australia!!! Weighing in at 165lbs!!! He is the NFW Undisputed Champion!!!! KASEY…FUCKING…KASH!!!

Kasey lowers his arms, looking out over the crowd again, before setting his sight directly on the entrance ramp as Thea Crawford makes her introduction.
The bell sounds as the Undisputed Championship match is underway. Mark and Kasey circle the ring for a moment before locking up in the center. Mark is able to force Kasey into the ropes and this causes a break as he backs away from Kasey cleanly. As Kasey comes out of the ropes, he looks to deliver a clothesline, but Mark is able to avoid it and he follows up with a series of calf kicks to Kasey before hitting him with a big roundhouse that puts the champion down on the mat. Mark picks Kasey up and sends him into the corner. Kasey hits the corner and as he does, Mark comes charging in and delivers a corner splash to the champion before snap maring him out and hitting a corkscrew forearm to the back of the head and goes for an early cover.


Nick Hanson: This match is too early to put the champion down, Miranda.

Miranda Augustino: Kasey is one of the toughest people on the Trauma roster. He loves putting his body through absolute hell.

Mark picks Kasey up and sends him into the ropes. Kasey rebounds and Mark delivers a flapjack and he goes for an ankle lock, but Kasey is able to reach the ropes before the hold is able to be locked on. Kasey gets back up to his feet as Mark is backing away and as Mark approaches again, Kasey grabs Mark and rakes his eyes. Mark stumbles back, rubbing at his eyes as Kasey grabs him and delivers a bicycle pump kick that causes Mark to stumble into the ropes and as he comes off them, Kasey delivers a spinning backfist and grabbing the wrist of Mark and pulling him into a kappo knee that drops him to one knee. Kasey hits the ropes and he looks to deliver Going the Distance, but Mark is able to drop to the mat to avoid it and grab Kasey by the trunks and roll him up.


Nick Hanson: Mark avoided what would have surely been the end of the match there.

Miranda Augustino: Kasey has put away the best Trauma has to offer with that move and Mark would have been no different if he hit it.

Kasey is first to his feet as he picks Mark up and sends him into the corner. Kasey charges in, delivering a Yakuza kick to Mark before he just places his boot right in his challenger’s throat, beginning to choke him. Yumi yells at Kasey to stop the choke before she begins her five count and Kasey breaks at four. Kasey backs away for a moment before he grabs Mark and pulls him out and delivers a snap dragon suplex before he now goes for a cover.


Kasey now climbs to the top rope as he leaps and looks to deliver a Swanton Bomb, but Mark is able to get his knees up, driving them into the back of Kasey. Kasey grabs at his back as Mark gets to his feet and picks Kasey up and into a fireman’s carry position before delivering a backbreaker to Kasey. Mark follows it up by hitting the ropes and delivering a senton before he picks Kasey up and this time, he delivers The Impending Storm and hitting the clothesline that drops Kasey as Mark looks to finish the match off as he picks Kasey up onto his shoulders, looking for the Hero’s end, but Kasey is able to slip out behind Mark and as Mark turns around, Kasey delivers a headbutt that staggers Mark, but Mark is able to come back with a spinning backfist that staggers Kasey. Kasey recovers in moments and delivers a roundhouse that glances Mark who then follows up with Rage of Glory out of nowhere and both men collapse to the mat.

Nick Hanson: Both men are down after that exchange, Miranda. Let’s see who can get the advantage now.

Miranda Augustino: Mark is giving Kasey everything he has tonight and Kasey’s reign could be over when it’s said and done, but I’m not counting him out yet.

Yumi checks on both men before she starts her ten count.


Nick Hanson: It looks like both men are beginning to stir now.


Mark is the first to his feet, shortly followed by Kasey. The two men stand up and meet right in the center of the ring as Kasey delivers another headbutt to Mark who stumbles back, but comes back in with a forearm to the side of Kasey’s head. Kasey eats the strike and follows with a knife edge chop to Mark. The two of them go back and forth with strikes for a while before Kasey once again rakes the eyes of Mark to get the advantage as the crowd boos him.

Nick Hanson: Kasey going to the eyes to get the advantage back in his favor and the crowd here doesn’t like that.

Miranda Augustino: Who cares what the crowd thinks, Kasey knows he gotta do anything to make sure he walks out with the gold around his waist still.

Kasey grins as he hits the ropes and leaps, delivering No Pressure that folds Mark up and Kasey doesn’t stop there as he once again brings Mark to his feet before he delivers Fuck You and All Your Friends. Kasey now finally goes for a cover.


Mark gets his shoulder up at the last second and Kasey looks a little shocked as he begins to argue with Yumi a little bit about the count.

Kasey’s arguing doesn’t last long, but it lasts long enough for Mark to recover and as Kasey bring him up to his feet, Mark is able to deliver a jawbreaker to Kasey before hitting Kasey with not one, not two, but three straight One for All! After the third, Mark collapses on top of Kasey for a cover.


Kasey rolls his shoulder up off the mat at the last second!

Both men are once again laying there on the mat, spent, exhausted, and beaten. Yumi checks on them once again and she starts to count them both for a second time.


Both men get to their knees and now begin to exchange open hand strikes to one another. After going back and forth a little bit, Kasey begins to get the better of the exchange before he delivers a series of forearms and gets up to his feet and hits the ropes and he hits Mark with Going the Distance from behind as Mark collapses to the mat and Kasey falls on top, hooking the leg.


Thea Crawford: Here is your winner and STILL NFW Undisputed Champion, Kasey Kash!

Nick Hanson: Mark Storm pushed Kasey to his limit here tonight, there’s nothing to be ashamed of.

Miranda Augustino: But still, Kasey Kash is the champion and will do anything to keep it that way.

“1984” tears through the PA system as Kasey Kash hoists the title high over his head, soaking up the mixed reaction from the crowd.