NFW Trauma #91 - 12/03/2022!

The show opens as “Heart vs Mind” by I Prevail begins to blare over the arena speakers. The Scottish fans begin an uproar of boos as Nova Juaquin makes her way out of the curtains before the New Frontier fans for the time in ages. Following closely behind her is the #1 Contender for the Undisputed Championship, Kai Morgan, his formerly colorful ring gear being replaced with an all black variation ahead of his main event match tonight.

The two make their way into the ring, with Kai holding the ropes open to invite Nova inside. The two take in the vitriolic reaction from the fans, with Nova not being able to help but laugh at them all as Kai turns his nose up. Nova requests a microphone from the ringside techs, who hands one to her. Nova twirled the microphone between her fingers for a second as she listened to the fans, rolling her eyes a little.

Nova Juaquin: You would think that when the people that are going to save this show come out here, there would be a little more respect happening though I can’t say I’m surprised, really. Now last week, I believe explanations and answers were promised though I don’t necessarily agree that they’re deserved.

Nova paused for a moment, sarcastically nodding her head along with the crowd’s boos that only increased as she spoke.

Nova Juaquin: So…where to begin? Well, Kai is gracious enough to let me speak first. After all, the best should always be saved for last. You see, months ago I was put on the shelf. I decided to hang back, even after my recovery was completed. You morons obviously weren’t missing me, so I wasn’t going to waste my time with any of you anymore. But as the time passed by, I kept up with the show and the talents. I saw those that belong at the top be kept back whether it was due to themselves or another reason, and I saw those that didn’t deserve it get there. I paid close attention to the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament, seeing the losers that were in it manage to get even an iota of relevance among those that actually meant a damn in this company. And that considerably rubbed me the wrong way.

This time yelling at the fans to shut up, Nova had paused for a few seconds before raising the microphone again.

Nova Juaquin: We all know what went on from there…no need to hash it out any more than that. But it got to the point that I ultimately reached out to Kai to offer some…guidance, if you will. After all, I had been forgotten by you idiots, and I wasn’t about to sit back and watch a shining star be forgotten because others were getting what he deserved before he was able to. He simply took me up on my offer and listened to the advice I had to offer. That advice just happened to be at Kash’s expense, but that sounds like a problem for Kasey…not for Kai.

She paused a final time, turning to glance at Kai before looking around at the audience, raising the microphone once more.

Nova Juaquin: Now then, it’s time for you morons to shut the fuck up and listen to what your next Undisputed Champion has to say because trust me, you will not want to miss this. Kai, the floor is yours.

Kai takes the microphone from Nova, who steps back and lets him stand in the center of the ring. The Kai Morgan we hear from once he opens his mouth is…different. Completely erased is his usual intense, profanity-ladened speech. Instead, he maintains a calmer, more confident tone. A poise unlike anything we’ve seen from Morgan his entire career.

Kai Morgan: See, it’s funny that Nova would bring up Kasey Kash. Because judging by last week, it seems that he seemed to see our friendship completely differently to the way that I did. He’ll tell you loads about the brotherhood we used to share, about how close we were. But lord forbid you ask him about all the missed calls and unanswered text messages from me when I was going through something.

He’ll tell you about how he turned Hell over Earth to find me when I was captured by The Ringmaster. But he’ll never tell you about how when I came back, and I said all these terrible things, obviously not of my own volition, he opted to turn on me instead of help me. He saw this broken version of me that he found, and instead of helping to fix me, like the brother he claims to be, he instead decided to destroy me completely.

The crowd boos at the accusations currently being spilled by Kai, seemingly refusing to believe what he has to say. Despite this, he maintains poise as he continues.

Kai Morgan: And he did for a time. I had a few screws put in my brain during that incident in February, and Kasey knocked them right out. It took me a while to realign myself, to get the smoke out of my eyes so that I could see clearly again. But through all that, what Kasey Kash did, it stuck with me. So when I finally regained my piece of mind, I only had one goal in mind: He took so much from me, so I’m going to take the Undisputed Championship from him. And I carried that mission with me into the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament. I kept thinking that through hell or highwater, I would get that retribution from Kasey Kash. It got me nine competitors deep, but it wasn’t enough to make it through the full ten.

At first, I was willing to be respectful about it. Nothing more than yin and yang, eye for an eye, tit for tat. And at the end of the day, bygones can be bygones, and we could be back on the path of mending the so-called “brotherhood” that he broke. But then, he had to once again be selfish. The spotlight he claims that I crave was the one he tried to take from me when I faced Damon Cross. He interfered directly in my business. Cost me yet another chance of gaining my retribution, and to cap it off, he didn’t even seem apologetic. Instead pleading with management to give me a shot at his title. Pleading with them to just give me a hand out, out of pity. Like I was an unable, skill less child.

Kai now looks to Nova, before continuing.

Kai Morgan: At that point, I was defeated. Decided there was no point to this, that I should just give up now. But then, I got a phone call from Nova here, saying that I saw my plight and knew exactly how it felt. We talked for ages, and that’s when the picture became a lot more clear. I can respect him all I want, I can respect this business all I want…but at the end of the day, it gets you nothing but stepped on and taken advantage of. So two weeks ago in Canberra, I took back control of my career, and revitalized my mission to take vengeance on Kasey Kash.

And that leads us to his words from last week. About how he was gonna end me for making it personal. Well “brother”, it’s been personal to me this whole time. You interfered in MY business. Interfered in what puts food on MY table, for MY family. And when I gave you just a taste of what that felt like for me, you hop on national television the next week and threaten to kill me in front of my wife? Why?

I'll tell you all why. Because while no mortal man can kill “Kasey Fucking Kash”...the consequences of his actions will do the job real quick.

The crowd are in an uproar at this point, not at all willing to give an ear to this solemn dissection of his relationship with Kasey Kash. The killing blow was yet to come, however, as Kai begins to show just a hint of intensity in the delivery of his final words.

Kai Morgan: Kasey Kash…you took a lot from me. And at WrestleWar, I will do what I’ve been setting out to do and take it back from you. Although, now I don’t care how much it hurts you. I don’t care about the respect I’ll lose from you, or anybody for that matter. I don’t care about mending our friendship. In my eyes, that’s long gone. You’re dead to me. And that’s not Kai Morgan talking to Kasey Kash. That’s Kyle Brantley talking to Kasey Haste. YOU are dead to me.

And at WrestleWar…your title reign will be too.

Kai drops the microphone, with “Heart Vs Mind” beginning to once again play as the fans, and presumably Kasey Kash, are left to think about his words. Kai holds the ropes open for Nova, with the two exiting the ring. They walk up the ramp, with Kai looking straight ahead as Nova speaks strategy into his ear.
The cameras shift from ringside to the backstage hallways of the arena. The crowd boos as they watch, on the tron, Sariel of the Children of Nephilim, walking leisurely with five hooded Demons at her flank and in the rear in a triangular pattern, watching the Right Hand’s back.

Seth Ernst: Uh-ohhhh. This is never a good thing…

Miranda Augustino: What are they doing, Seth?

Seth Ernst: I wish I knew.

The shot cuts to another part of the arena, also backstage, where we see the mysterious Shamsiel of the Children, walking with an identical formation of Demons behind her.

Seth Ernst: Are…are they patrolling? Searching? What…?

Miranda Augustino: I don’t know, man. These guys creep me out.

The shot cuts back to the ring, preparing for the opening contest.
Following the previous match, the cameras return backstage where we see the two groups of Children of Nephilim patrolling the halls again. Sariel walks in that same leisurely pace, the five Demons behind her still.

Miranda Augustino: What are they…dude.

Seth Ernst: After what happened last week? I imagine Lord Lucifer has them keeping their heads on a swivel.

Miranda Augustino: Nah, they don’t need to keep their heads on swivels. They gotta be looking for something or someone.

The shot cuts again to show Shamsiel’s patrol. The Watcher of the Children of Nephilim leads her formation of four Demons, two at her flank and two at her back.

Seth Ernst: Hey, wait a minute…

Miranda Augustino: What?

Seth Ernst: I thought…nevermind. I’m probably mistaken.

Miranda Augustino: You good, amigo?

Seth Ernst: Yeah, I just…I don’t know…

Once more, the shot cuts back to ringside for the next matchup.
After the last match, we cut backstage to see Lana Corvin. She is dressed and ready for her upcoming match.

Lana Corvin: I’ve had so many people ask me why I did what I did three weeks ago to Diamond. You want to know why?

She smirked and chuckled.

Lana Corvin: To prove my point. Diamond has been walking around like she is some end all be all thing in wrestling. That she Is better than everyone and she deserves everything.

Another pause.

Lana Corvin: Well, if she was as good as she claimed, she wouldn’t be sitting on the sidelines with her arm in a sling. She would be one hundred percent cleared for Wrestle War. But where is she?

Pause for effect.

Lana Corvin: Yeah, she is down and out. Probably not going to make Wrestle War. Hell, maybe even done for good. Which, if I’m being honest, would be a benefit to the wrestling world. She and her wife can both go home and argue amongst themselves. Hell, they can fight about the shit Crystal has said about her publicly.

A chuckle.

Lana Corvin: As for me? I’m going to go out there tonight and make quick work of my match tonight. Then see what great match I will be put in for Wrestle War. Might even hop into that rumble and win myself a title shot. Since, it’s what we Corvin's do.

She smirks.

Lana Corvin: Beyond on, well, I’ll tell you this much. Early next year there will be gold around my waist. Mark my words. Sooner rather than later a Corvin will be champion in NFW and the company will flourish. Until then? Diamond, just remember that your luck finally ran out and that with me, well…

Another chuckle.

Lana Corvin: It ain’t luck,

Lana winks at the camera before heading off toward the ring and her match.
As the previous segment ends, we return to the Children of Nephilim’s search and patrol teams. Sariel walks, stoically glancing around, with her five Demon team keeping guard behind her.

Seth Ernst: Whatever they’re doing, they’re definitely persistent.

Miranda Augustino: You’re telling me.

Cutting from Sariel’s group to Shamsiel’s, we see the woman come around a hallway corner into view of the camera. Two Demons come up to her flank, two more come in behind them closer together and then a final fifth bringing up the rear.

Seth Ernst: Okay, I swear there…

Miranda Augustino: Yo, Seth, what are you going on about? You sure you’re okay?

Seth Ernst: I’m fine, Mir. I guess seeing this is throwing me off too much. I’m lingering on it, too much.

The camera stops moving but Shamsiel and the five Demons keep coming. The cameraman has to step out of the way and audibly bumps into something, almost falling over as he tries to get out of the way. Shamsiel doesn’t give him a glance. The Demons with her also completely ignore the cameraman as he films them walking down the hall away from us.

[2pac]

Fuck 'em all!

Pac yells it out and the screen high above the stage shows the stretched out frame of The Titan with his back to the screen in his "Atlas" pose then pans down to reveal the actual Titan himself standing in that exact pose on the stage.

Tech's in the place, everybody get mainy

Punks better cuff your lady, can't nobody tame me

Blame me, for keepin' her runny eyed rainy

Ladies used to hate me, now they comin' out they panties

Girls on the jock (Check), pocket full of socks (Check)

Got a fat knot (Check), somethin' gone squat (Yeah)

Down, puttin' it down, down for the block?

Tryin' to be hot, but you flop

Wanna be shot to the top but you not DWAMN!!!

Trey turns around slowly, his bread locks flipping over his shoulder from the force of the turn and he rips the shirt he was wearing down the middle and spreads his arms again with a self-satisfied grin. He begins to make his way down the ramp and steps up onto the apron from the floor then steps over the top rope and moves to the center of the ring where he drops to a knee and holds his arms into the air as if he were holding up the whole NFW world.

Go to a club in a pack, I'm smokin' bud in the back

I wait for niggas to trip ‘cause, bitch, I love to scrap

I went from rocks to zines, writin' raps and movies

I went from trustin' these tricks

Now they all want to sue me, so fuck 'em all!

As the music dies down Atlas is handed a mic from one of the ring-side techs. He waits for the crowd to die down before he raises the mic up to speak. Before he can say a word he is interrupted as “Glory and Gore” by Lorde fills the arena. The crowd instantly erupts into hate for the Children of the Nephilim. Atlas looks towards the entrance ramp waiting for them to make their appearance.

The music stops and the lights go out at the exact same moment. A few seconds later the lights come back up and the entirety of the Children are gathered together between the ring and the stage ramp. On the entrance stage stands Lucifer and The Harbinger.

Atlas: ”Too afraid to come and face me yourself still?”

Lord Lucifer: “You seem to think this is about you. Quite the opposite.”

Lucifer looks to the side at his Harbinger and gives the faintest incline of his head. She lifts a hand as if giving the order and without warning, all of the black-robed Demons turn on one of their own raining down right hands and kicks.

It takes a moment for the hood to come off in the scuffle to reveal Dane Preston had been hiding amongst them, but Lucifer somehow knew. Atlas rushes to the ropes, climbs through the ropes, and jumps down to the floor where he joins the fray to try and bail Dane out.

Suddenly the crowd pops as Lluvia Cane and Cherry Addams come rushing through the crowd! They jump the barricade and hit the ring. They start to attack Asmodeus and Abbadon respectively.

But it isn’t long before the Twins come to the aid of their Children family members. Again the numbers game is on the Children’s side and the two are quickly overpowered. The crowd pops a bit to see Dane, now clear of the robe, make his way to where the twins and Josie were laying into Cherry and Lluvie. He starts to pull the Children off of Cherry and Lluvia one by one. He gives them each a hard forearm followed by an elbow. He gets to the others before the Children regroup and start the fight again.

Now that the fight in the ring is evenly matched it isn’t a total beat down. Atlas and Abbadon are exchanging blows, Dane and Asmodeus are viciously throwing shots at each other, and the Twins are squaring off with Cherry and Lluvia. They are evenly matched, neither side able to get the upper hand on the other for very long.

Their attention is slowly brought to the Tron as Isabella Santiago appears and her voice fills the arena.

Isabella Santiago: HEY HEY HEY!! ENOUGH! I am sick and tired of the shit all of you have been pulling!

Everyone turns to look at the tron and the Trauma GM. In the distraction, the Children leave the ring and regroup on the ramp with Lucifer and the Harbinger.

Isabella Santiago: Since all of you want to kill each other I’ll let you do it at Wrestle War in two and a half weeks. There is going to be a War Ensamble match. The Children on one side and the rest of you on the other.

Lucifer smirks upon hearing this. His side is obviously one stronger than those in the ring.

Isabella Santiago: Atlas, you, Dane, Lluvia, and Cherry find yourself a fifth.

The Children are almost on the verge of celebration. They know no one else would be stupid enough to step into their crosshairs.

Isabella Santiago: And before any of you get any smart ideas, Lucifer and Atlas will be the captain of their opposing team. Have fun.

That statement has the Children in an uproar. None of them want to have to go against their Lord. Lucifer turns his attention to Atlas and the others in the ring. The two team leaders stare holes into each other. Their animosity and hatred unchecked and apparent. The lights go out again and when they come back up, the Children are gone.

Seth Ernst: What an announcement from our General Manager!

Miranda Augustino: Atlas captaining the Children and Lucifer facing his own family?! ¡Ay Dios mío!

Seth Ernst: You said it, Miranda. Wrestle War just got a whole lot more interesting.
The cameraman catches up with Zara Ivory, Kaya & Lilith Parker backstage. They were talking with each other as he had approached them. Kaya turned around looking a bit disgusted, but she understood he was just there to do his job. She then tapped her sister, and Zara to turn around. She giggled to herself, looking at the camera.

Kaya Parker: Hello, Edinburgh. Welcome into Queens territory and tonight we are here just to watch. Obviously, our friend here Zara will be taking on Miles in action, but we get to either sit in the Queens Skybox, or be at ringside. I think it would be appropriate for us to be down at ringside with her, but that’s up to her. See last week we made a point that we were disappointed to be left off the show in our hometown. I’ve come to the acceptance that we got left behind, and we got to watch. That doesn’t matter in 17 days, Heroes 4 Hire, the three of us are coming for you, and your precious trios’ titles, so we can add them to our collection of ever growing gold.

Lilith smiles as she looked at the camera after her sister had finished, and she then pulled her sunglasses off.

Lilith Parker: We came here to make the name and continue a legacy. See the Queens of Chaos is not just a name it is a brand, made up of women who has like mindedness when it came to this business. In 17 days, we go to war, and we will become the next world Trios Champions, don’t worry boys, your going to get beat up by girls, but it’s fine. See I never got to see the homeland when I was a young girl, and travelling this place since I’ve been here, has been the experience.

Zara nodded as she listened to Kaya and Lilith, a smirk on her face as she did. The young woman stretched her arms out a little, shaking them loose as she looked at the camera guy then the camera itself.

Zara Ivory: Last week I took out one of the Heroes 4 Hire, and tonight, I’ll be doing it yet again. Miles…you boys have had your time, and quite frankly, your time is up. Heroes are overrated as it is. Royalty however? Well, royalty never truly is. Tonight is just going to be another example of what’s going to happen come WrestleWar. Miles, I hope the rest of your boys have been paying close attention and will continue to do so tonight. Hell, I invite them to ringside if they’re ballsy enough to be near the other two women who are going to be part of the trio to take those pretty belts off of you.

Zara continued to smirk as she walked toward the camera and its handler, shouldering passed the guy before pausing to turn and look back at Kaya and Lilith for a moment.

Zara Ivory: Ladies…if you’d be ever so kind enough to join me at ringside tonight. I think this evening, the Queens should be out there in force.

The green-haired woman turned back towards the exit of the room to get ready for her match against Miles Watson later in the evening. Kaya and Lilith both nod at each other as they push the cameraman out of the room. Kaya then looks at him for one last time.

Kaya Parker: Just remember it’s rude not to knock.

Kaya slams the door in his face, as She high fives Lilith.
The cameras opens backstage, where we can see the reigning Undisputed champion, Kasey Kash, sat on a production crate, moments before his main event match.


Kasey takes a moment… clearly still not over the betrayal he felt two weeks ago.


At that point, Kasey grabs the camera and pushes it to the floor, pushing past the remaining camera crew as the scene fades.