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NFW Presents: ASCENSION - 04/25/2023! Apr 25, 2023 10:31:35 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Apr 25, 2023 10:31:35 GMT -8

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We cut from the intro video package to a cheering arena chanting “NF DUB!” Over and over as the camera pans around the audience till it turns to the commentators table.

Nick Hanson: Hello everybody and welcome to NFW Ascension, I am Nick Hanson.

Jim Reynolds: And I am Jim Reynolds and we have an amazing night of action for you coming tonight in our main event we have…

He gets cut off as the lights go out and static starts on the big screen as we cut to a backstage area and Johnny Towers is seen holding his title over his shoulder and the fans start to boo at the screen.

Johnny Towers: Ya know what I am just back here and i can hear you loud fuckers from ere, shut the fuck up this time aint for you allright? Listen I am gonna keep this short and fucking sweet because I wanna get to fighting soon enough just thought Id say once again this title aint going nowhere. This is my fucking match and this is going to be my night once again no matter how much you all fucking hate the idea.

Towers takes a small breath and adjusts the title on his shoulder a little.

Johnny Towers: Ya know what Psycho apart from your lack of a grasp on the english fucking language ya would think us two where cut from the same cloth and I aint no idiot I can see why people would be saying that. We both enjoy the fight and ya know what I haven't been this excited for a good ol scrap for a long time but dont be under any fucking idea that you are gonna win this from me. Nobody is taking this away from me.

Towers sticks his middle finger up at the camera and walks off and the camera turns off taking us back to the arena.

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Darlyn Fajardo: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!

"Poker Face" by Lady Gaga ft. Industrial Metal Remix featuring Soniq Armada begins to play and the ring announcer steps into the ring. At the top of the ramp, Chasity walks out holding Corey's hand, beside her skips Lilith Meadows. They all look at each other, often talking to the camera, before posing at the bottom of the ramp.

Darlyn Fajardo: From Salem, Massachusetts, CHASITY CAGE!!!!

She makes her way into the ring, followed by Corey. She slips under the bottom rope and then up onto the turnbuckle, posing for a few moments, one foot on the top rope, the other on the middle rope, before she puts both on the top and flips off, landing on her feet.

A low, sensual beat, accompanied by rhythmic fingers snapping plays over the PA system. The lights flicker in spotlights of pink, white, and gold. "Nails, Hair, Hips, Heels" by Todrick Hall begins to play over the PA system. A center spotlight forms on the stage as the curtains open, revealing Coco St. Cloud striking a model-esque pose. She lowers a pair of trendy shades down the bridge of her nose with two immaculately manicured hands. Taking in the sights around her in a contemptuous, slow, judgemental and cruel stare: revoltingly ugly stage hands, even more disgraceful appearing fans. Biting back a gag and staring in absolute disgust with a narrow gaze, she removes the designer shades and tosses them to a stage hand to catch.

Darlyn Fajardo: From Milan, Italy, COCO ST. CLOUDDDDD!!!!

Pulling her ornate ring jacket by its dramatically oversized collar, Coco straightens it and dusts it delicately, beginning to strut down the ramp, accompanied to the tune of boos from the unappreciative mongrels in the stands. The train of her ring jacket flows on the ground, following behind her calculated movements. Every graceful step is done with the poise of an experienced model. She undoes the buttons of the jacket at the bust, loosening its bind on her and revealing the top of her flawless ring gear after climbing onto the outer apron. Her hand holds a rope, picking herself up. Graciously, Coco extends a photo op, giving her long dark hair a flip from her face and shrugging off the ring jacket. Folding it neatly and placing it on a turnbuckle to be collected. Her tall figure allowing her entry into the ring between the first and middle ropes, she takes a moment to judge the ring gear of Darlyn with a sneer, fixing any out of place hairs as the club-friendly beat of her theme song fades into the distance.

~DING DING DING~

The bell rings and the two ladies lock up in the middle of the ring. Part of the way through that exchange, Coco pulls some money out offering it to Chasity before pointing and motioning for her to lay down. Chasity takes the money and laughs for a moment, before throwing it out to the fans at ringside before taking another pose, waiting for Coco’s next move. Coco takes that moment to strategize in her head and starts to work on Chasity, insulting her with anything she can. Chasity goes on the attack when Coco starts talking about Corey. Chasity goes to whip Coco into the corner, Coco reverses it and sends Chasity into the corner before climbing up to cover Chasity with her body and raking at her eyes. Chasity tries to fight it off before Coco flips her out of the corner, Chasity hits the mat hard, before Coco goes for a cover, waiting until the referee isn’t paying attention to pull on Chasity’s tights.

ONE!

The referee notices she’s got a hold of the tights and pulls her arm off.

Nick Hanson: The Referee caught Coco using the tights to try and get some leverage on Chasity.

Jim Reynolds: She’s going to have to be a lot more careful trying sneaky stuff like that, Chasity looks focused more than ever.

Chasity did a kip up, making it back to her feet quickly. She turned around and went full out on Coco, trying to get the upper hand. Chasity goes to hit handspring back elbow on Coco, but Coco sidesteps, grabbing Chasity and throws her into the ropes before trying to choke her with them. The referee starts counting, at four, Coco lets go. Coco struts around the ring as if it’s her own personal catwalk. She ignores the boos and rolls out of the ring, the referee trying to get her back into it. Coco walks towards Corey and he moves away, his hands up showing he’s not getting involved. Chasity starts stirring at this point and runs across the ring, and suicide dives over the top rope, crashing into Coco. The two lay there for a few moments, Corey’s yelling encouraging words to his girl Chasity. The referee starts the 10 count.

Nick Hanson: Corey out here cheering on his newly announced fiancee, Chasity Cage.

Jim Reynolds: Coco just ate our floor mats out here at ringside.

Nick Hanson: So did Chasity.

Coco, shook it off while Chasity tried to pull herself up on the barricade. Coco spotted this and moved to throw her into the ring steps. Chasity hit hard and Corey moved to check on her. The referee told them to get back in the ring. Coco rolls in and back out, breaking the 10 count at 7. Coco grabs Chasity and rolls her back into the ring. She drags Chasity up to her knees, hitting her with the Bookmarked! The referee drops down and starts counting

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Chasity kicked out and Coco yanked her up by her hair, this brought Chasity to repeated punches to Coco’s gut. Coco stumbles back and Chasity follows her, grabbing her hand before she makes it to the corner, she swings her around and catches her with a ripcord lariat and the two go down to the mat. The fans go wild thinking this might be the one. Chasity goes for a choke hold, hoping to wear her opponent down. Coco is yanking at Chasity's hair, trying to break the hold as much as possible.

Nick Hanson: Chasity with a thunderous ripcord lariat, sending both crashing down to the mat.

Jim Reynolds: Maybe if she can hit her finisher here, she can wrap this match up.

Chasity hits Coco a few times, trying to set up for a German suplex. However when she goes to hit it Coco transfers her weight and instead uses Chasity’s move on herself. She goes to cover her one more time. The referee drops down and starts counting. Coco puts her feet on the ropes, trying to maintain some leverage to beat Chasity. Corey spots it and starts towards Coco, he manages to knock her feet off and this causes Coco to turn her attention to him. Chasity notices this and uses it to her advantage.

Jim Reynolds: Corey might have just helped his girlfriend.

Nick Hanson: Fiancee.

Jim Reynolds: Excuse me.. Fiancee.

Coco gets angry and starts screaming at Chasity telling her to lay down, Chasity jokingly does and when Coco goes to pin her she rolls out of the way and Coco slams into the mat. Chasity giggles and then goes for The Pendulum. She catches Coco easily and slams her down on the mat with a thunderous roar from the crowd. Chasity bridges it, putting all her weight down on Coco. The referee slides in and starts counting.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

Darlyn Fajardo: Here is your winner, by way of Pinfall...CHASITY CAGE!!

Jim Reynolds: And look at that, Corey slipping into the ring to celebrate with his fiancee.

Nick Hanson: Corey raising his girl's hand in victory. I’m sure Chasity is over the moon right now.

Chasity looks up and smiles hearing her theme playing. The last few moments had been a blur, her head pounding. Once her hand is raised, she enjoys the moment. She moves over extending a hand to Coco who shoves it away before sliding out of the ring, collecting her stuff. Chasity slides out of the ring celebrating with Corey. They walk backwards up the ramp, kissing once before disappearing behind the curtain, leaving Coco at ringside. Coco is yelling at some of the fans who are booing her at ringside.

Winner: Chasity Cage

Result: Pinfall (The Pendulum)

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Chasity had finally defeated Coco St.Cloud, no matter what moves Coco did to try and cheat her way to the win. She celebrated up the ramp with Corey and then disappeared into the backstage area with Corey.

Chasity Cage: I did it! I really finally did it!

Corey Alexander: There wasn't any doubt, baby. You're better in every single way.

Before either of them can say anything else Amanda Thorn walks over and tries to get Chasity’s attention. Chasity turns round and looks at her, nodding.

Amanda Thorn: Miss Cage, can I ask how you are feeling after finally getting the win over Coco St. Cloud?

Corey Alexander: She's on cloud nine and so am I. I'm so proud of my girl right now.

Chasity Cage: Coco tried. She used everything that she could do to defeat me, but it just wasn’t enough. It wasn’t easy, I’ll give her that. She’s a great technical wrestler, she has the skills, but she just doesn’t have the poise to do this. She doesn’t have the grace and eloquence.

Amanda Thorn: What’s next for you two?

Chasity Cage: Well I’m thinking that maybe Corey and I could take the next few days and go on a mini vacation to celebrate my win. What do you think Corey?

Corey Alexander: And celebrate we will, baby.

Corey grins as he pulls Chasity close and into a kiss.

Amanda Thorn: Thanks you guys for the moment. Back to you all at ringside.

Chasity grabs the microphone, breaking the kiss with Corey long enough to speak.

Chasity Cage: And, Hey Coco, keep my name out of your mouth.. Or we can do this again.

The couple walks off towards the locker room.

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We cut backstage following the last contest to the backstage area of the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Coliseum. We pan out to the image of Jessi Ozborne, frantically pacing the room, not even dressed to compete yet. In enters Devyn Mitchell, a microphone in hand as she senses something is clearly wrong with Jessi.

Devyn Mitchell: Um…Jess? Is now a bad time?

Jessi Ozborne: I don’t think any time tonight is a good time, but you do have a job to do, so let’s get this over with.

Devyn Mitchell: Well, after running a huge gauntlet in the weeks ahead of tonight, you’ve finally managed to make it here to Ascension, with a huge opportunity waiting for you as you face Kasey Kash for the Zion Wrestling Undisputed Championship. I wanted to get a sense of how you’re feeling heading into tonight?

Jessi Ozborne: I’ve been feeling a lot of emotions so far tonight, chief among those being…nervousness. That’s not an emotion that’s new to me. Four different times, I’ve headed into a situation like this with nervousness as my main emotion and I’ve overcome it. But this time, it’s different. This time, I’m on the verge of collecting another achievement and showing everyone in NFW that I’m worthy of being at the top of this place, and the only thing standing between me and that…is someone I consider to be a brother to me.

Devyn gives Jessi a look of concern as she asks her next question.

Devyn Mitchell: Do you believe that facing someone like Kasey Kash that you’re particularly close with will affect your ability to perform tonight?

Jessi Ozborne: Honestly, Dev? Yeah. And it’s not just for the fact that we’re close. But it’s through that closeness that I know exactly what I’m dealing with tonight. I need you to understand what my list of priorities are tonight, Dev. Obviously the first goal to become the Zion Wrestling Undisputed Champion. If I can’t do that, I wanna at least show that I can hang with one of the best. The worst thing I can possibly imagine happening tonight is me stepping out there and falling flat on my face…and Kasey Kash is the type of guy who will put you in the ground in an instant if he catches you off your game just once.

Jessi pauses before continuing.

Jessi Ozborne: I mean, look at the track record. He’s taken down future stars, current stars, verified Hall of Famers, and even a few of my QoC sisters. Sounds impressive, right? Well that’s just during this title reign alone. That’s enough to make any competitor with a lick of intelligence think twice about even coming near the guy. Yet here I am, at the end of a three week long gauntlet, fighting three of the best Steven Brody decided to bring to me just so I could have the pleasure of potentially being the next to get smoked. That’d probably be a cause for one to call me crazy, and hell maybe those people are right.

But Dev, you look back at all the people to have been at the top of this company, hell this industry even, you’ll see a bunch of fucking basket-cases raising their fists in the air over everyone else. Cause you gotta be a little insane to make it into this business, and you gotta be fucking psychotic to get to the top of it. Even Kasey Kash is living proof of that!

Jessi grabs her bag out of her locker and tosses it onto the bench next to her, seemingly feeling a bit invigorated.

Jessi Ozborne: So tonight, I’m gonna prove I can hang. I’m gonna prove I’m insane enough to be somebody around these parts. I’m gonna walk away inches closer to where I wanna be or I’m gonna die trying. That’s not a threat, that’s a promise. And when the Queen promises, she delivers.

Devyn smiles at Jessi before sending things off.

Devyn Mitchell: Thank you for your time, Jessi.

Jessi Ozborne: Always.

Devyn walks off, with Ozborne rifling through her bag for her gear as we fade.

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NFW Presents: ASCENSION - 04/25/2023! Apr 25, 2023 11:37:30 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Apr 25, 2023 11:37:30 GMT -8

Darlyn Fajardo: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!

Darlyn Fajardo: And in this match, Anya must be suspended above the ring inside a cage!

Nick Hanson: Oh boy!

Jim Reynolds: This is an atrocity! You can’t treat a Goddess like that!

Olivia Mayfaire: Tell that to General Manager, Jessica Morian because she certainly is!

Darlyn Fajardo: Introducing first, from Malibu, California, weighing in at 135lbs! Zoey Madigan-Star!

The soft clicking of a music box crank can he heard, followed by soft, tinkling notes. After a few, they start to repeat before synthesizer and hard guitars hit. In the process of this, the lights dim but do not darken, with brighter lights shining up from beneath the stage through a purple haze.

"Stand in the front but shut up 'til I tell you to go

And don't get caught up in pretend, 'cause you're not in control

'Cause this is my world, little girl, you'd be lost on your own

Just hating and waiting and saving up"

Evanescence's "Better Without You" gets fully underway and a silhouette steps into view against the white lights shining beneath the big screen, framing the entrance to the stage. A top-hatted figure walks into view with hips popping stylishly. They come to the top of the ramp, admist the dissipating smoke, and take a bow while sweeping the hat off. It's tossed aside, along with her wand, both disappearing into thin air. The lights burst back to full strength, tinged with the same purple in the form of a spotlight following the revealed Zoey Madigan-Star as she heads down to the ring.

"I'll do you a favor and save you if you sign on the line

Don't worry your pretty little head about the future; it's all fine

Whether you're wrong or you're right doesn't matter; you're not up to the fight

Keeping my head down 'cause they don't know... what I know now

As empires fall to pieces

Our ashes twisting in the air

It makes me smile to know that

I'm better without you"

Somewhat uncharacteristically, Zoey does not meet the hands of the fans as she makes her way to the apron, turning to ascend the steps, wipe her soles on the apron and enter the squared circle. For certain they're offered smiles and a wave or two, but that's all; a far cry from what once was. There's a certain sharpness to her stare now, and a chill, too. She ascends the turnbuckles briefly after entering the ring, staring out at the fans before dropping down to the canvas, landing lightly. Walking to the corner, she removes her gloves and puts them into her hat which, like her wand, has somehow reappearing under the turnbuckles. Sitting on the top turnbuckle now, she crosses one leg over the other and relaxes, awaiting the start of the match with a calculating eye.

Darlyn Fajardo: And her opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Anya! From The Goddess’ Dungeon! Weighing in at 120lbs! Christina Olson!

“Mommy" begins to play as the arena goes dark. As the lyrics begin, a singular spotlight hits the ramp and we see Pet standing there with a leash in hand. A second spotlight shines behind her and we Christina Olson attached to the leash, head down. Pet begins to lead her charge down to the ring, slowly, methodically, almost as if she’s showing off a trophy as Christina follows behind at the same pace. Darlyn Fajardo: And her opponent, from Asheville, North Carolina, weighing in at 120 lbs and being accompanied to the ring by “The Goddess” Pet, Christina Olson! The two of them continue the long walk down the ramp before they finally reach ringside. Once there, Christina drops to all fours on the floor as Pet uses her a stepping stool to get up on the apron. Christina then walks up the steps and sits on the middle rope, allowing Pet to step in first. Christina steps in behind Pet before dropping to one knee in the middle of the ring as Pet removes the leash and motions for Christina to rise and points to the corner as she steps out of the ring.

As everyone is in the ring, the ref looks at Anya and tells her to get in the cage. Anya yells at the ref as she resists the order, but after some kicking and screaming, Anya is finally in the cage and it’s lifted up into the air as the bell sounds.

Jim Reynolds: Look at that! She can barely fit into that little cage! She can’t even stand up!!

Nick Hanson: I think that’s kind of the point, Jim.

Jim Reynolds: It’s absurd, Nicky!

Olivia Mayfaire: Maybe we should stick you in one of those.

Jim Reynolds: I wish you’d fucking try!

Nick Hanson: Calm down, you two.

~DING DING DING~

Immediately, Christina rushes at Zoey, taking her down to the mat. She begins to rain down forearms on Zoey before she rolls off and picks Zoey up to her feet and sends her into the corner. Christina charges in and goes for a corner splash, but Zoey is able to move out of the way and Christina crashes into the top turnbuckle and stumbles out, right into a snap suplex from Zoey. Zoey picks Christina up and sends her into the ropes. As Chrisitna rebounds off the ropes, she runs right into a clothesline by Zoey who hits the ropes herself and goes for a senton, but Christina is able to roll out of the way at the last second.

Nick Hanson: Christina Olson avoiding a senton by Zoey Madigan-Star and these two are not gonna go easy on one another!

Olivia Mayfaire: Zoey’s been waiting to get her hands on the Harem for a long time and she’s happy to start with their newest abduction.

Jim Reynolds: Abduction? How can you say that?

Olivia Mayfaire: Oh you know damn well that’s what this is!!

Both women get back up to their feet as above them, Anya is yelling and barking out orders to Chrisitna. Christina doesn’t hesitate as she grabs Zoey and sends her into the ropes. Zoey rebounds off the ropes and Christina takes her down with a leaping leg lariat. Christina uses the ropes and delivers a springboard moonsault on Zoey and immediately goes for a cover.

1…

Kickout!

Christina picks Zoey up and once again sends her into the corner. Christina charges in and this time, she hits Zoey with a big boot in the corner. She tosses Zoey out of the corner and she climbs to the top rope. Christina launches, hitting Zoey with a frog splash before she goes for another cover.

1…

2…

Kickout!

Christina grabs Zoey and pulls her back to her feet, sending her into the ropes. Zoey holds on though and Christina charges in, but Zoey is able to lower the shoulder and send Christina flying out of the ring, crashing out to the floor. Zoey rolls out of the ring and grabs Chrissy by the hair. She takes Chrissy, bouncing her face off the ring apron, staring right up at Anya with each time she does. She then takes Christina and delivers a tornado DDT onto the floor before she picks Chrisitna up and rolls her into the ring. Zoey slides back into the ring and she picks Christina up and this time, she hits the red head with a Northern Lights Suplex and bridges up for a pin.

1…

2…

Kickout!

Zoey gets up, pointing at Anya, as the caged woman begins yelling down at Zoey. The two of them are exchanging words as Christina gets back up to her feet behind Zoey and delivers a standing dropckick that sends Zoey into the ropes. Zoey comes off the ropes and Christina delivers a rolling forearm to the back of Zoey’s head that drops her to one knee. Christina hits the rope and she delivers a shining wizard before she hits Zoey with a standing moonsault. Anya is barking orders down at Christina who picks Zoey up and once again sends her into the corner. Chrisitna looks up at Anya who yells something and as Christina charges in, Zoey is able to get a boot up and drive it into the face of Christina.

Nick Hanson: Big shot with the boot by Zoey and she’s got Christina rocked!

Jim Reynolds: C’mon, Christina! Don’t disappoint our Goddess!!

Nick Hanson: Your Goddess?

Olivia Mayfaire: Oh brother…

Jim Reynolds: OUR Goddess!! Gaze upon her and accept it!

Olivia Mayfaire: What a fucking simp.

Jim Reynolds: Hey, fuck you, Olivia!

Olivia Mayfaire: Hah, you wish.

Christina staggers back as Zoey charges out of the corner, taking Christina down with a clothesline. Zoey then picks Christina back up and she locks in a cross face chicken wing. Christina thrashes about, trying to get Zoey off of her. She fights and fights, eventually finding her way to the ropes and grabbing onto the middle rope, forcing the break.

1…

2…

3…

4…

Zoey finally releases the hold as Christina drops to one knee. Zoey comes over to pick Christina up, but as she does, Christina rakes the eyes of Zoey before getting to her feet and delivering a roundhouse kick to the side of the head that drops Zoey.

Olivia Mayfaire: Whoa! I heard that kick from here!

Jim Reynolds: Yeah!!!! C’mon, Chrissy!

Nick Hanson: Christina Olson starting to take it back to her opponent here. The sooner she can put Zoey away, the sooner Anya gets out of that cage.

Jim Reynolds: Yeah, then they can stick Zoey in there and see how she likes it!

Christina once again climbs to the top rope and waits for Zoey to get up to her feet. As she does, Christina launches herself hitting Zoey with a missile dropkick that sends Zoey out of the ring now. Christina gets to her feet, and as Zoey gets back up, Christina hits the ropes and delivers a tope con hilo right onto Zoey, crashing her down to the floor. Christina picks Zoey up and this time, she sends Zoey crashing face first into the ring post.

Nick Hanson: Good god!! Face first into the ring post!!

Jim Reynolds: That’ll teach her!

Christina picks Zoey up and rolls her into the ring. Christina climbs to the top rope once again and this time, she looks to deliver The Firestarter, but Zoey is able to get her knees up at the last second. Zoey grabs Christina and she delivers Exit Stage Left before she goes for a cover.

1..

2..

Kickout!

Zoey looks up at Anya as Christina rolls her shoulder up off the mat. Before she can do anything else though, Zoey grabs the arm of Christina and she locks in Spellbound. Christina yells out in pain as Anya is yelling at her to not tap out. Christina looks up at Anya, the pain in her eyes as she tries to fight as best as she can, but Zoey has the move locked in and eventually, Christina has no choice but to tap out.

~DING DING DING~

Darlyn Fajardo: Here is your winner, Zoey Madigan-Star!

Jim Reynolds: No!!!! No!! What?!

Nick Hanson: A little bit of justice served!!

Jim Reynolds: You shut your mouth, you blasphemer!

Olivia Mayfaire: You worship her so much? Why don’t you go and let her out of the cage yourself?!

Jim Reynolds: I WILL!!!

Without hesitation, Jim Reynolds throws off his headset, gets up and grabs the keys to the cage from the time keeper. He goes in and lets Anya out of the cage himself once it touches down. Anya can’t get out of the cage fast enough and she fumes at Zoey Madigan-Star. Zoey stands there, catching her breath with a victorious smile and dares Anya to lay a finger on her. Instead, Anya turns her scowl down at the defeated Christina Olson and slaps her in the face, before shoving her head to the mat under her boot. Christina doesn’t resist this despite looking ashamed and Zoey can’t help but lunge forward but Anya jumps back and the referee tries to keep them apart. Anya grabs Christina by the hair and drags her out of the ring, up the ramp, berating her. Jim Reynolds returns to the commentary table.

Nick Hanson:[/'color] You proud of yourself?

Jim Reynolds: I am!

Olivia Mayfaire: You get a thank you for being a good little simp?

Jim Reynolds: Starting to get on my nerves, Olivia.

Olivia Mayfaire: Oh honey, the night is young and I slept in late.

Winner: Zoey Madigan-Star
Result: Submission (Spellbound)

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NFW Presents: ASCENSION - 04/25/2023! Apr 25, 2023 12:14:04 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Apr 25, 2023 12:14:04 GMT -8

Darlyn Fajardo: The following contest is a tag team contest, set for one fall and it is for the NFW World Tag Team Championships!

Molly Hatchet's “Cornbread Mafia” starts playing and the two young southern brothers, Cameron and Shawn Worley, walk out nodding their heads along. They make their way down to the ring, looking just as ready to party as they are to fight, which to them is almost the same thing anyway. They step into the ring, hooping and hollering, ready to go with whatever they got tonight.

Darlyn Fajardo: Introducing first, the challengers, the team of Cameron Worley and Shawn Worley, THE CORNBREAD MAFIA!

Nick Hanson: Here’s a team ready to go at any team!

Jim Reynolds: They better be ready if they wanna win the titles tonight!

Olivia Mayfaire: You know they are!

An unsettling aura begins to descend over the arena, as the lights go out and the opening moments of I Prevail’s “Bow Down” begins to play. Eventually the build up is cut into by the shrieking vocals of Eric Vanlerberghe:

GET ON YOUR KNEES AND BOW DOWN!!

And with that, the arena lights burst to life, as the heavy riff begins to blare through the speakers. Jordan Majors and Sanada make their way out of the entryway and stand together, surveying the crowd as they throw up the Too Sweet towards each other, before going in for a hug! The two make their way down to the ring with a purpose! The two make their way to the ring, with Majors rolling into the ring and taking to the ropes! Meanwhile, Sanada slides across the corner and to the other side of the apron, with the two meeting right next to each other and doing their signature gestures towards the hard camera! They both enter the ring, undoing their entrance attire as they get ready for the match!

Darlyn Fajardo: And their opponents, representing the Queens of Chaos, they are the current, reigning, defending NFW World Tag Team Champions, Sanada and Jordan Majors, EMPEROR ACES!!!

Nick Hanson: The Champs..

Jim Reynolds: I swear, if you say that line, Brody’s gonna fire all of us. Do NOT do it!

Olivia Mayfaire: You worry too much, Man.

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Shawn Worley steps out to meet whoever is starting for the champions. Cameron Worley watches on from his team’s corner as his younger brother stands ready to go at it. Sanada and Jordan Majors discuss things in their corner and Sanada steps out to allow Jordan Majors to start the match for their team. Jordan makes her way out to Shawn and the two lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Shawn starts to power her back towards a neutral corner but Jordan drops down into a victory roll.

ONE!

TWO!

SHAWN KICKS OUT!

Jordan goes over and tags in Sanada. Shawn goes for a lariat on Joran. She ducks and Sanada catches him with a wicked leg lariat kick. Sanda tags Jordan back in and the Emperor Aces hit a double elbow drop on Shawn. Jordan goes for a cover. Shawn kicks out without a count and Jordan makes another tag to Sanada, Sanada slingshots herself in to a flying dropkick that knocks Shawn right back down onto his back. Sanada tags in Jordan and then drops a running leg on Shawn. Sanada rolls out of the way and Jordan comes in for a leg drop of her own. She covers.

ONE!

TWO!

SHAWN GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Nick Hanson: Shawn not having a good go of things in the early going here.

Jim Reynolds: The Champions are having their way with him.

Olivia Mayfaire: People usually pay double for that kind of action.

Nick Hanson: I’m not sure Shawn is enjoying it that way.

Jim Reynolds: Well he damn sure should be.

Olivia Mayfaire: I think Reya would kill him if he did.

Jordan tags in Sanada again and Sanada slingshots herself in for a senton bomb. She lands hard on Shawn and then tags Jordan back in. Jordan comes in and looks for a cover but Shawn reverses into a cradle on her.

ONE!

TWO!

JORDAN KICKS OUT!

Jordan looks for a sliding lariat but Shawn catches her for a snap powerslam out of it. Shawn starts to crawl over to his brother but Jordan tags in Sanada and Sanada jumps onto Shawn, driving the point of her elbow into the small of his back. Shawn grimaces in pain as Jordan rolls him over into a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

CAMERON MAKES THE SAVE!

Sanada jumps in to help her partner. Cameron catches her coming in for a backdrop that almost lands her on Jordan. Jordan rolls out of the way and jumps up at Cameron. Cameron catches her with a discus lariat and Jordan goes down hard. Cameron gets out of the way and goes back to his corner, extending his hand towards his brother, urging Shawn to make the tag. Sanada and Jordan get up and try to cut Shawn off but he makes the tag to Cameron. Jordan and Sanada look to intercept him as he enters the ring. Cameron ducks their attempts at a clothesline and runs across the ring. He rebounds off the ropes and comes back for a flying shoulder tackle that sends both Emperor Aces crashing to the mat. Cameron drops a fist on Jordan and covers. Sanada breaks it up without a count. Cameron hits a rising lariat on Sanada, sending the Japanese woman crashing to the ropes. Jordan rolls Cameron up from behind.

ONE!

TWO!

CAMERON KICKS OUT!

Cameron grabs her for a release German suplex. As he stands up after, Sanada comes running at him for a famasser. Cameron catches her and powerbombs her down. Sanada rolls away, clutching at her back in pain. Jordan staggers up and Cameron gets her for a side Russian legsweep.

ONE!

TWO!

SANADA DESPERATELY BREAKS IT UP!

Nick Hanson: Cameron’s been a maniac since getting the tag!

Jim Reynolds: Isn’t he always?

Olivia Mayfaire: I mean, he kind of needed to be after how well the Champions worked over Shawn.

Nick Hanson: Cameron’s got some work to do if the Cornbread Mafia wanna win this

Jim Reynolds: I mean, that’s true no matter with the Emperor Aces. They’re just that good. As their lead Queen says, you’re fucking welcome!

Olivia Mayfaire: I don’t think that’s quite how she says that, Jim.

Cameron grabs Sanada and throws her at Shawn. Shawn gets her with a big boot. Sanada goes down and the Worley Brothers grab Jordan for the Deer Killer. Cameron covers Jordan.

ONE!

TWO!

SANADA MAKES THE SAVE!

Cameron and Shawn go for the Death Sentence but Sanada hits a spinning heel kick to the back of Cameron. He drops Jordan and staggers away. Sanada jumps up and hits a Frankensteiner off the top on Shawn. Jordan jumps into a victory roll on Cameron.

ONE!

TWO!

CAMERON ROLLS THROUGH!

ONE!

TWO!

JORDAN KICKS OUT!

Cameron goes for an O’Connor roll on Jordan but executes a standing switch and gets the move on Cameron instead.

ONE!

TWO!

CAMERON KICKS OUT!

Sanada comes in and the Emperor Aces hit Double Grenades on Cameron. Shawn races in towards his opponents and eats superkicks in stereo. Shawn goes down hard and rolls all the way to the floor. Cameron staggers up and the Emperor Aces hit Holy Money! Jordan covers Cameron.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Darlyn Fajardo: Here are your winners… and STILL NFW World Tag Team Champions, EMPEROR ACES!

Nick Hanson: The Champions have done it!

Jim Reynolds: They are gonna be hard to beat!

Olivia Mayfaire: They already are!

Winner: The Emperor Aces
Result: Pinfall (Holy Money)
=Still Tag Team Champions=

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The camera opens up on a glass jar of some sort of green slime, and a pale hand with black nails holding it, swirling the contents.

? ? ? ? ?: “I can tolerate a lot of shit. I have tolerate a lot of shit.”

The camera pulls back to reveal Trixie Decker, in full ring gear, holding the jar.

Trixie: “I’ve been put through plate glass. I’ve been hit by a car. I’ve been thrown down stairwells. I’ve technically died in three matches. Whatever. But this?” (Trixie holds up the jar, glaring at it) “I draw the line at being bukkaked by the Jolly Green Giant. I don’t care how good he says the corn niblets are.”

Trixie tosses the jar over her shoulder, letting it shatter on the wall and drip down the wall.

Trixie: “But seriously, Lilith, I’m going to drive cold iron under your fucking finger nails and hurl you back into the faerie circle that vomited you out. I didn’t come to NFW to help people relive their mid-90s Nickelodeon fantasies. I’m here to fight. And honestly, you pained quite a target on yourself with that little stunt.”

Trixie begins to walk down the hallway.

Trixie: “And, yeah, I guess it could have been someone trying to frame Lilith…” (She pauses and her faces screws up with doubt.) “Except we totally know that’s not it. Dane doesn’t have a history of pulling little stunts like this. He’s got a belt to defend against three people. He’s not going to single one out. And Darcy Graves? Nah. She’s all about getting shit done. She strikes me as the sorta gal who stabs you in the front, not the back, ‘cuz she wants you to know who stabbed you. I respect that.”

Trixie stops and sighs.

Trixie: “So now I gotta fight three people to try to take a belt, but also find some time to carve out to forcefeed some spry pixie her back of tricks. It’s a shame, ‘cuz honestly I was initially thinking Lilith, Darcy and I could just get on each other’s shoulders to disable Dane, like some six-titted sexy totem pole.” (Trixie stops.) “Shit, are they still called that? That’s like what white people call them, isn’t it? Fuck. I’ll start my apology letter later.”

Trixie moves to gorilla position but glares into the camera.

Trixie: “But don’t think the fact I want to knock the color out of Rainbow Brite means I’m not interested in you two, Dane and Darcy. Darcy, I respect you but you’re an obstacle I have to knock on her back. And, while I’d normally love to have you on your back, this is going to be a bit more punchy. And Dane – look, you’re bigger than us and you earned that title. And tonight, we’re gonna make you work to keep deserving it but, frankly, I’d love to rip it off your waist. Nothing against you. You seem … well, kinda aloof and grumpy, but I can respect that – as well as your skills. But still, I want the belt.”

She pauses.

Trixie: “If I win, I wonder if I can replace the strap’s leather with faerie hide?”

Trixie looks back into the camera, raises a middle finger, then uses it to blow a kiss before vanishing past the curtain.

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NFW Presents: ASCENSION - 04/25/2023! Apr 25, 2023 12:42:28 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Apr 25, 2023 12:42:28 GMT -8

Darlyn Fajardo: The following contest is the Reach For the Sky Match and it is for the NFW Perseverance Championship!

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.

Darcy then looks into the ring, before she moves over to the stairs she slaps the mat, then turns towards the stairs with her father still in tow. She climbs up onto the apron looking out, then her father holds the ropes open for her, she climbs through them. She then flexes for the fans once more as her father, looked over at the ring announcer.

Darlyn Fajardo: Introducing first, accompanied by Ciaran Page, from Dublin, Ireland, weighing in at 9 St. She is Darcy Graves!

Darcy then turns around smiling at the person. She backs into a corner sitting down as her father moves to that corner to stand with her. She then passes him the chain, then stands up, lifting herself on the ropes, watching for her opponent.

Nick Hanson: This woman just has an edge to her that says don’t overlook her tonight.

Jim Reynolds: It says don’t overlook her any night. Tonight she’s gonna go out of her way to show everyone why that is!

Olivia Mayfaire: Darcy’s been itching for an opportunity like this and now it’s here.

”Heart of Lilith” begins to play as the arena is filled with a light blue light. A singular white spotlight shines on the stage as smoke billows out to cover the stage and we see Lilith Meadows standing there as the smoke dissipates. She smiles as she waves out at the crowd and skips her way down to the ring and slides inside before getting up to her feet and striking a pose.

Darlyn Fajardo: Introducing next, representing the Kingdom, this is LILITH MEADOWS!!!

Nick Hanson: And here’s the former tag team champion!

Jim Reynolds: You gotta be wary of her impish proclivities!

Olivia Mayfaire: You also never know what she’s learned from her Kingdom mates. That is one of the most decorated groups in history and you know she would love nothing more than to ad to that collection tonight!

Strobe lights begin flickering all around the entrance as the opening chords of "Wolf Like Me" starts up. Through the flickering lights a petite form appears, bounding down the aisle to the ring. Trixie Decker ignores the fans boos as she arrives ringside. She pulls herself up onto the ring's skirt, hopping onto the top rope and facing the fans. She blows a kiss to the jeering masses before flipping backwards and landing on her feet. Giving a final middle finger to everyone, Trixie takes her place in her corner.

Darlyn Fajardo: Introducing next, representing the Wolves of Óðinn, TRIXIE DECKER!!!

Nick Hanson: This woman has to have extra motivation after recent events.

Jim Reynolds: The Wolves are looking to give Valkyrie a bigger legacy!

Olivia Mayfaire: And you know she can do it too!

Suddenly the lights in the [insert venue name here] go out, plunging the [insert city and state here] fans into darkness. A lit fuze sizzles across the video screen, leading to an explosion of pyro around the entrance stage. The sound of a gunshot and a car peeling out, then the opening guitar riff for No Resolve’s “UNKILLABLE” shred across the PA speakers.

I MET THE DEVIL

HE WANTED ME DEAD

BUT INSTEAD

I PUT A MOTHERFUCKIN’

BULLET IN HIS HEAD

YEAH!

Dane Preston's silhouette can be seen slowly coming through the curtains as he steps out onto the stage. Nodding his masked head to the beat of the music, he extends an arm in front of him, the other behind him as he struts down the ramp. A single spotlight shines down on the six foot, three inch, two hundred and fifty-five pound fighter as he slowly stalks his way to the ring, clad in a sleeveless leather duster.

YOU BROKE ME DOWN, THE CUTS AND THE BRUISES

I HOLD THE KNIFE NOW, I'M CUTTING MY NOOSES

I WEAR THE BLOOD STAINS LIKE BADGES OF HONOR

I'LL TAKE EVERY BULLET BECAUSE I'M A SURVIVOR

BITCH!

After scaling the ring steps, Preston slowly snaps his head from side to side before climbing into the ring and shrugging off his duster. He makes his way to his corner and climbs to the second rope where he points finger guns at the fans before snatching his mask off his head and throwing it out to them. Hopping down, Dane squats in the corner, arms outstretched as he grips the second rope with both hands awaiting his opponent (or awaiting the starting bell).

Darlyn Fajardo: And finally, the reigning and defending NFW Perseverance Champion, this is DANE PRESTON!!!

Nick Hanson: The Champ is…

Jim Reynolds: Don’t say it, please, for the love of God, do not say that!

Olivia Mayfaire: Guess you’re not a Muhammad Ali fan…

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Darcy and Trixie rush at Dane. They both launch themselves into a shoulder tackle that hits Dane before he can steel himself against the impact. Dane falls back against the ropes and almost tumbles through to the floor. Lilith grins and almost giggles as she clips both Darcy and Trixie from behind with a double chop block. Darcy and Trixie both go down as Lilith grabs at Dane and goes for the Dreaming. Dane reverses into a release northern lights suplex that sends Lilith over the top. She plummets down and crashes to the floor.

Nick Hanson: Good God!

Jim Reynolds: Ironically enough, Lilith Meadows just got turned into a piece of raw meat slamming down onto a cutting board!

Olivia Mayfaire: You know she’ll get you for that one. She’s a prankster, especially when motivated.

Nick Hanson: Right now, I’m more worried about her wellbeing. She just took a hell of a fall and we haven’t even had anyone go up and Reach For The Sky yet!

Jim Reynolds: You been waiting to say that, haven’t you?

Olivia Mayfaire: Like you weren’t gonna say it if you got the chance first!

Darcy goes to the corner and starts to climb up. Dane comes up behind her and grabs her. Darcy tries to fight him off with kicks. Dane slams her foot down against the turnbuckles. Darcy falls down and Dane catches her for the Machismo. Trixie jumps up into a Pele Kick on Dane. Dane goes down, almost tripping over Darcy’s fallen form as he eats the impact from Trixie. Trixie goes to the corner and starts her ascension. She gets out onto the cable and starts hand over hand to make her way across to the belt hanging precariously above the ring. Dane gets to his feet and looks up to see Trixie up there. Darcy staggers up as well, looking up just in time to see Dane move in on Trixie. He grabs her by her legs and jerks her down. Dane hits Trixie with a wicked lariat.

Nick Hanson: What an impact on that lariat from Dane!

Jim Reynolds: He better start throwing his weight around like that. You have an advantage like that, you better use it!

Olivia Mayfaire: He’s a champion for a reason. He’s no dummy!

Nick Hanson: Darcy, Trixie and Lilith are no dummies either.

Jim Reynolds: They better not be or this’ll be academic for the defending champion!

Olivia Mayfaire: Trixie and Lilith have been champions here as well.

Dane looks around and nods, getting ready to go for the corner himself. Darcy crawls up behind Dane and gives him a low blow. Lilith comes in quickly and hits the Dreaming on Dane. Darcy hits Lilith with Waking the Dead. Lilith goes down hard next to Dane and Trixie. Darcy goes to the nearest corner and starts ascending, climbing up to the top turnbuckle and then jumping out onto the cable. Darcy starts moving across the cable as Trxiie starts to get up. Dane starts to move as well. Lilith looks up and rolls the opposite direction from Dane. Dane gets to his feet, as does Trixie. Trixie falls back against the ropes near a corner. Darcy reaches hand over hand. Dane reaches up and grabs Darcy’s ankles. He jerks her down into an inverted atomic drop. Dane hits her with the Pendulum Shift. Trixie waits for Dane to turn around and then catches him with a double knee facebreaker. Dane goes down hard and Trixie looks up at the belt and Lilith hits Bedlam on Trixie and sways for a second, falling to a knee.

Nick Hanson: Lilith has an opportunity now with everybody else down but she’s taken so much already, can she even get up there?

Jim Reynolds: You’re really gonna ask if that little minx can scurry up a pole? Come on, this woman does this for fun!

Olivia Mayfaire: You never know how somebody will react to the kind of punishment she’s taken.

Nick Hanson: Everybody in this match is taking a pounding!

Jim Reynolds: They gotta reach down deep to catch the stars sometimes!

Olivia Mayfaire: So they should start digging to reach for the sky?

Lilith staggers up and heads to the corner. She starts up and climbs up like she’s done this a million times before. She gets out onto the cable and starts scurrying quickly towards the belt. Trixie goes to an opposite corner and starts up the pole. Darcy gets to her feet and moves towards Lilith. Lilith kicks Darcy in the face. Dane gets up and comes after Lilith and Lilith kicks him in the face. Darcy comes back and gets another kick from Lilith. Darcy falls back into Dane’s arms and Dane hits a discus clothesline that almost flattens darcy. Trixie makes her way over there as Lilith tries to set herself up with her legs wrapped. Trixie jumps into the Jinx Jrop on Lilith. They hurtle down off the cables and crash to the mat.

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!

Dane grabs Trixie by the hair and looks for the Redline. Trixie blocks it by kicking him low. Darcy rises back up and she and Trixie hit a double DDT on Dane. Trixie and Darcy get to opposite corners and then start up to the top They both jump out onto the cables. They both start across the cables and Trixie pulls herself up onto the top of the cables. Darcy sees her do this and does it as well. Darcy gets up and stands on the cables. Trixie gets up and a Pele Kick that sends Darcy flying off the cables. She crashes down onto Dane as he's standing back up. Darcy and Dane crash to the mat with a nasty impact. Trixie reaches down and unhooks the belt.

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Darlyn Fajardo: Here is your winner and NEW NFW Perseverance Champion, TRIXIE DECKER!

Nick Hanson: And the Wolves take home a new shiny or their den!

Jim Reynolds: Trixie has made sure her name and the name that goes with it live on in history forever!

Olivia Mayfaire: Trixie Decker has made a statement and has arrived!

Winner: Trixie Decker
Result: Retrieved Belt
=New Perseverance Champion=

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NFW Presents: ASCENSION - 04/25/2023! Apr 25, 2023 13:41:11 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Apr 25, 2023 13:41:11 GMT -8

Darlyn Fajardo: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!

Darlyn Fajardo: And it will be contested as a Matador Massacre Match!

The lights start to dim until the arena is completely pitch black as the opening synthesizers to “Reinventing Hatred” come over the PA.

We walk amongst demons!

Hell on Earth!

WE WELCOME THE PURGE!

Right as the word “Purge” comes and the main riff drops, the stage is showered in red light with smoke crawling across the floor. Center stage, a kneeling figure is seen as a silhouette as the crimson illumination shines from behind. The guitar and drums continue as the figure rises, standing straight and rolls the shoulders. The camera captures no detail yet. Just the shape of a massive man with the head of a bull ,and a woman standing at his side. As the lyrics continue, the figure lurches forward, approaching the ring with purpose yet unsettling patience.

Save our sinful lives!

Wash and purify!

Pull the hell from inside lost souls!

Pain suffering we lost control!

Point your finger in every direction!

False mirrors hide your reflection!

RE-IN-VENTING HATRED!

A new heartless nation!

RE-IN-VENTING HATRED!

The figure in the dark reaches ringside and pauses in his steps for a moment, surveying the ring in front of him. Suddenly, like a bull breaking into a charge, he lunges forward and hops up onto the apron, slowing in his movements again as he steps through the ropes and circles the perimeter near the ropes. He comes to the center of the ring and pauses with his head down, shoulders rising and falling with heavy breaths - a testament to the rage waiting to be let out from within.

Swinging from the hangman's knot!

Are you the martyr?!

Or the one who ROTS?!

As the word “ROTS” hits, the lights come on in the arena, finally giving us a look at the terrifying visage of the figure as he throws his arms back, lifts his head and roars.

Darlyn Fajardo: Introducing, from Ciudad Acuña, Mexico, being accompanied by Leticia Calderón, weighing in at 198lbs! This is…EL TORO VIOLENTO!

As soon as she’s finished with her announcement, Darlyn Fajardo is quick to get out of the ring. “Reinventing Hatred” continues to blast through the PA as El Toro moves to the far side of the ring, handing his kutte to Lety before pacing back and forth as he watches the stage.

The intro to “Blinding Lights” by The Weekend hits and starts to fill the arena. The crowd erupts into cheers. The pop they give When Marilyn Matthews walks out drowns out the music. The former World Champion stands at the top of the small steps soaking in the cheers with a smile.

I've been tryna call
I've been on my own for long enough
Maybe you can show me how to love, maybe
I'm goin' through withdrawals
You don't even have to do too much
You can turn me on with just a touch, baby

Darlyn Fajardo: His opponent! Coming to the ring, from Los Angeles California, weighing in at one hundred and twenty-seven pounds. She is the Deranged Digital Duchess, MAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRLYN MAAAAAAATTTTTTTHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEWWWWWSSSSS!!!

Mary quicksteps down the small stairs and walks towards the ring. She acknowledges the fans pointing at signs and giving the occasional high five. She makes a quick circuit around the ring before climbing the steps and stepping through the ropes.

I look around and
Sin City's cold and empty (Oh)
No one's around to judge me (Oh)
I can't see clearly when you're gone

Mary points out at the crowd and circles the ring. She then rushes towards one of the far turnbuckles. She climbs up to the middle rope and throws her arms out in that signature ‘release the doves’ pose.

I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch
I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night
Oh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust
Hey, hey, hey

She holds the pose for a few moments before dropping down and getting ready for her match.

Leticia Calderon is ordered out of the ring as the referee for the match itself and the second referee to be stationed outside the match each take an end of the bull rope to fasten it around the wrists of Matthews and Toro. Matthews assures one ref that the rope isn't too tight and nods. Meanwhile, Toro's giving the other referee a hassle as Leticia has to come in and apply the rope as the big man lunges at the official, scaring him out of the ring. The referee putting the ropes on Matthews checks that they're both tethered together, waits for Leticia to get back out of the ring and calls for the bell!

~DING DING DING~

The bell rings and the referee immediately steps back out of the way. This one’s obviously going to be a violent war. Leticia Calderon stands at ringside, encouraging El Toro Violento while, across the ring, Marilyn Matthews carefully inches out of her corner. When he sees this, Toro steps out to meet her and each competitor picks up a portion of the bull rope connecting their arms. As they circle around the mat, Matthews is already starting with the trash talk. Toro doesn’t seem to say anything but his shoulders rise and fall as he seethes with boiling rage; looking very much not unlike an actual bull in a matador arena. Calderon calls out encouragement while Matthews slings more trash talk Toro’s way. Both women speaking in full on Spanish. Suddenly, Toro pulls taught on the rope, wrapping it around his arm. Matthews plants her feet and pulls back on the rope and it’s a tug of war. Both of these two are looking to pull the other right into a word of hurt but only one’s gonna get what they’re hoping for. The two brace and pull on the rope but Toro is clearly starting to win the battle of strength as Matthews’ feet start dragging and baby stepping across the mat, inching her closer to him. Matthews grits her teeth, just trying her damnedest to not get yanked in.

Jim Reynolds: This is like a deadly game of tug of war, you two!

Olivia Mayfaire: One of these two’s definitely gonna have a bad night!

Nick Hanson: The Deranged Digital Duchess, in a test of might against the Black Bull!! Can she keep from being pulled right into his horns?!

There’s a sudden gasp from the crowd as Toro surprises everyone with some tactical thinking: he lets some slack go in the rope and Matthews goes stumbling backwards! As she’s off balance, Toro JERKS the rope back and brings Matthews right towards him. He lets out a guttural roar from under his mask and goes to take her head right off with a big fucking lariat! Matthews slips under the arm, though and gets behind him. Toro turns right around and Matthews starts throwing right hand after right hand across his head. He’s caught by surprise at first but once he regains his composure he just stands there eating the shots before finally - and suddenly - lunging out and SHOVING Matthews back so hard, she falls flat on her ass. Matthews looks up at him like a deer in headlights, as if realizing the predicament she’s gotten herself into. Leticia slaps the mat and applauds her client’s display of strength while Toro himself flexes his arms down and lets out a bellowing roar, egging Matthews on.

El Toro Violento: ¡Vamos, pequeña puta! Muéstrame lo que tienes!

This lights a fire in Matthews eyes and she hops up to her feet, bouncing on her toes now, motioning for him to come charging again. Toro pulls on the rope again, as does Matthews. Tug of War, round 2! This time, after a moment, it’s Matthews who gives some unexpected slack and as Toro comes stumbling in, she drives a foot into his gut, causing him to keel forward a bit. She follows up with a few rights and lefts, a spinning thrust kick, then dashes for the ropes but Toro pulls taught on the rope, causing her to almost lose her balance. He jerks the rope in hard and Matthews comes running his way. Toro goes for a clothesline but Matthews slips under his arm again. This time, she springs back off the ropes, looking for an aerial roundhouse but Toro catches her in a crossbody and just yeets her back over his head with a Fallaway Slam. The momentum sends Matthews rolling across the mat and she catches her hands on the bottom rope, saving herself from falling out to the ringside floor.

Crowd: Ooooooooooooh!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: Whoa there, watch out Duchess!

Nick Hanson: That’s an automatic disqualification if she goes out of the ring! And that goes both ways!!

Jim Reynolds: Like a Matador Match in Spain. You can’t leave the ring for any reason!

Matthews makes it up onto her feet and comes running at Toro once more; this time with a big running dropkick and it’s like hitting a wall. Her feet make impact, Toro falls back just one step and Matthews lands on the mat. As soon as she sits up, Toro lunges forward with a low Yakuza Kick right to the kisser! Matthews falls back, grabbing her mouth as Toro runs off the ropes, parallel to how her body’s laying and delivers a big Running Senton that knocks the wind clean out of her! He flips over with a show of some agility for a man of his bulk and plants his hands on her midsection, glaring right into the camera for the cover.

ONE…!

T–NO!

Matthews thrashes her legs to get the shoulder up and break the pin! Toro stands and reaches down, snatching Matthews up by the throat with both hands. Not only does he pull her up, he literally hoists her up, deadlifting her out from under his legs, pops her into the air and catches her on his shoulders. Matthews barely has time to react before he’s stepping forward and literally launching her at the turnbuckle in a long distance buckle bomb! Matthews SLAMS into the corner, almost slumping down to the mat but Toro doesn’t let her have even a second to breathe before Toro’s yanking the rope again and pulling her right into a Discus Clothesline that knocks her inside out.

Olivia Mayfaire: Holy hell!

Nick Hanson: The sheer impact that comes with the power of El Toro Violento!

Jim Reynolds: I don’t think I’ve ever seen Marilyn Matthews be so overwhelmed like this!!

Nick Hanson: It’s been a series of sneak tactics and blindside attacks over the past two months but now these two are face to face inside a ring and you have to wonder what’s gonna prevail: years of experience from the multi-time World Champion or just sheer, raw power from this monster straight out of Ciudad, Acuna!

Matthews rolls over onto her stomach, looking to get up but it proves to be a mistake as that’s right there Toro wants her; the big man locking his arms around her waist and hoisting her back with a devastating Deadlift German Suplex! He bridges for a pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Matthews kicks out again! Toro rises and locks his grip on her again. This time, Matthews’ feet are on the mat and as he goes to lift her up, she springs up prematurely so that when he lifts, he ends up giving her enough air to go up and backwards over his head! Matthews catches him by the horns on his mask, plants her knees into his back and lets all 127lbs of her weight just go into a dead drop for a HUGE BACKSTABBER ON EL TORO!!!!! A hand goes to his back as he stumbles forward, cursing in pain.

El Toro Violento: ¡Hijo de puta!!!

Nick Hanson: And Mary Matthews might be mounting a comeback!!

Jim Reynolds: Talk about grabbing the bull by the horns!!

Olivia Mayfaire: C’mon girl!! Get that big bastard!

Matthews gets to her feet and goes right for the legs; shoot and roundhouse kicks to the knees and thighs to start wearing the big man down. Toro starts to turn around as Matthews digs in with those kicks. She goes for another one but Toro catches her by her foot. However, Matthews pushes off against his chest and runs back into the ropes, charging right in at him but she baseball slides between his legs, taking the rope with her. Matthews pops up behind him and this time she YANKS the rope, causing the cowbell to SNAP right up into Toro’s crotch with a CLANG! Toro clutches himself and his legs start to crumple.

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

Marilyn Matthews: ¡¿Cómo te gusta esa mierda?! Ya Hamburger Helper ass looking motherfucker!!

Olivia Mayfaire: That’ll ring you bell, alright!!

Jim Reynolds: I don’t care who the hell you are! That will NOT feel good!!!

Matthews stays on the attack, coming off the ropes again and takes Toro down for the first time this match with a big, jumping, leg bulldog takedown! Toro eats the shit out of the canvas and rolls over onto his back. Matthews is fired up now as she stands by his prone form. She hits a big Standing Moonsault, coming down right on top of him. She’s not done yet, though, as she pops up again, shrugs, dusts her shoulder off with a bit of swag to her motion and adds a Standing Shooting Star Press! She swings a leg over, straddling Toro’s chest and presses down on his shoulders for a cover!

ONE…!

TORO LAUNCHES HER RIGHT OFF!!

Matthews goes flying through the top and middle rope, managing to catch the top one with her feet barely missing the ringside floor! The outside referee rushes over to make sure she’s good to go and she manages to climb up onto the apron. Toro staggers up to his feet and from out on the apron, Matthews springboards up onto the top rope and dives back in! The bull rope is weaved between the ropes now thus as Matthews flies in, the sudden jerk of the rope causes an off balance Toro to be yanked right into an incoming Springboard Meteora!! This time, Matthews reaches back and catches a leg as she holds up a hand to count with the ref and the crowd.

ONE…!

TWO…!

TORO THROWS HER BACK OFF OF HIM AGAIN!!

Nick Hanson: Only a two count, but how about the use of that rope to her advantage, you guys?!

Olivia Mayfaire: I think the crowd’s saying it best!!

Crowd: THAT WAS AWESOME!!
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THAT WAS AWESOME!!
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THAT WAS AWESOME!!
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Jim Reynolds: You’re damn right that was awesome, Chicago!! Shit, let’s see that again! Can we get a replay?!

Nick Hanson: But the Digital Duchess and the Raging Bull are in a predicament here. That rope caught around the ring ropes! They aren’t gonna be able to move that much!

Matthews realizes this herself as she slingshots herself over the top rope and onto the apron. She starts getting back into the ring through the top and middle rope but Toro’s back on his feet now and he steps in, driving a knee up into her face! Matthews slumps over the middle rope and Toro moves to the corner, climbing up onto the middle turnbuckle.

Jim Reynolds: The hell is this big motherfucker doing?

Toro stops and considers something for a moment before opting to climb higher onto the top turnbuckle with Matthews still dazed on the middle rope.

Olivia Mayfaire: Oh, I don’t like this!

Nick Hanson: What’s he gonna do?!

Jim Reynolds: Hey, don’t you dare! She’s a mother! Probably a better mother than yours ever was, you vile son of a bitch!

Confirming their concerns, Toro leaps off of the top turnbuckle into a Diving Kneedrop right across the back of Matthews’ neck and shoulders, causing her to completely and quite violently fall the rest of the way into the ring!

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

Toro stands up; his broad chest rising and falling with heavy breaths as he grabs Matthews by the hair and drags her over to lean her in the same corner. Toro digs the sole of his boot in, scraping it across her face. Once…twice…thrice. He finally steps back and rushes back to the adjacent corner, hitting the ropes and coming in with a stiff Running Face Wash nearly taking her head off!! Matthews is clearly seeing stars now as she lies there slumped in the corner, eyes glazed over. Toro stares down at her, rolling his shoulders before motioning for Leticia to give him something from outside of the ring. His manager promptly goes under the ring and first pulls out…a table! The crowd actually pops for this, despite circumstances because…well…who doesn’t want tables?! Toro sets the table up and calls for something else. Leticia goes under the ring and tosses him a steel chair! He picks it up and gives it a test whack against the surface of the table but as he turns back to use it on his opponent, Matthews has pulled herself back up on her feet with that bell in her hand and she CLOCKS him right over the head with it!! Toro staggers, stubbornly staying up on his feet! Matthews CLOCKS him over the head again! He falls back against the table and she pushes into him, laying him out on top of it. He starts to sit up and Matthews CLOCKS him over the fucking head one more time, knocking him back.

Jim Reynolds: Mary’s seeing which is harder! The bell or the bull’s skull!!

Olivia Mayfaire: They both sound pretty solid to me!!

Nick Hanson: We know she’s not afraid to fight dirty when she needs to!

Jim Reynolds: If anyone in The Kingdom knows how to go street on someone, it’s that woman right there!

Nick Hanson: What’s she doing now?

Matthews slides the bell down the rope to lay it over Toro’s chest and climbs to the top turnbuckle, slowly but surely, still a little rocked from that Face Wash. She makes it up to the top and pauses there with her arms spread out as she cries out to the Colosseum crowd.

Marilyn Matthews: I AM ON A LEAF ON THE WIND!!

Crowd: WATCH HOW I SOAR!!!

Matthews comes flipping off of the top turnbuckle, spinning through the air with “Leaf On The Wind” (Phoenix Splash) but Toro’s already making his way up off the table and onto his feet! As Matthews comes down through the air he CATCHES HER ACROSS HIS SHOULDERS IN A FIREMAN’S CARRY!!!! “HEAD THROWER” (Pop-up Death Valley Driver)!!!!!!!! THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!!!!

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Nick Hanson: MY GOD!!!!!!

Jim Reynolds: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?!

Olivia Mayfaire: HE JUST SNATCHED HER OUT OF THE AIR AND DROVE HER STRAIGHT TO HELL!!!!

Toro sits back in the corner, holding a hand to his throbbing head for a moment, shaking the stars out. Leticia urges him to go for the cover. He finally gathers his senses and crawls over to hook the leg on Matthews!

ONE..!

TWO..!

THREE—NO!!!

MATTHEWS KICKS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!!!

Toro lets out a growl from under his mask and grabs the steel chair, wedging it in between the top and middle turnbuckle. He pulls Matthews up by the hair, holding her head in between his massive hands as he says to her:

El Toro Violento: Si no te vas a quedar abajo... ¡Te voy a romper!

He shoves her back into the corner, driving her back against the wedged chair. Matthews cries out in pain and holds herself up on the ropes, grimacing at the impact. She’s looking weak on her feet as Toro backs up, readies for a charge and much like a bull in the arena, he comes charging in as fast as he can, looking to spear Matthews right in half but MATTHEWS DROPS OUT OF THE WAY AND TORO RUNS HEADFIRST INTO THE CHAIR!!!!!

Jim Reynolds: OH, SHE MOVED JUST IN TIME!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: THAT ROCKED HIM!!!

Nick Hanson: CAN SHE CAPITALIZE?!?!

Matthews hastily scrambles up to her feet, readying that bell again as Toro turns around and she CRACKS the bell over the top of his skull. The bell finally breaks in two pieces from so much use and Toro stands there on wobbly legs. He staggers towards Matthews!! She springs up off of her feet!! Catches him around the head!! “GOT ‘EM” (RKO)!!!! She desperately pulls herself up to the top turnbuckle!!! She leaps off!! “SONIC SCREWDRIVER” (630 Senton)!!!!! Cover!!!!

ONE…!

TWO…!!

THREE!!!

~DING DING DING~

Darlyn Fajardo: Here is your winner…MARILYN…MATTHEWS!!!

Nick Hanson: Marilyn Matthews has slain the Violent Bull!!

Olivia Mayfaire: You could almost say she barely survived a dance with death but she did, nonetheless!!

Jim Reynolds: My GOD, that had me worried!! But you know I never doubted her for a second.

Olivia Mayfaire: The hell you say! I saw you sweating!

Nick Hanson: He’s always sweating.

Jim Reynolds: Hey, fuck you Nicky!

Nick Hanson: Hell of a match and a damn fine victory for The Deranged Digital Duchess, but I have extremely high doubts that we’ve seen the last of the monster that is El Toro Violento!

Marilyn Matthews celebrates her win as “Blinding Lights” plays; anxiously removing the bull rope from around her wrist as Leticia Calderon ushers a recovering El Toro Violento out of the ring. She keeps a distance, though, as he flies into a violent rage, kicking the barricade and throwing anything not nailed to the floor around. Nonetheless, his manager’s able to coax him away from ringside as he backs away, watching Matthews with a rage in his eyes. Inside the ring, Marilyn Matthews holds her ribs and smirks a bit, pointing a finger at him. Perhaps a sign of respect for his prowess, but she then makes a motion of cutting a steak and taking a bite before blowing him a kiss.

Winner: Marilyn Matthews
Result: Pinfall (Sonic Screwdriver Mk. I)

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The scene fades to a pre taped video package, which begins by showing highlights from Kasey’s rise to the top of NFW, his big wins over major names, the debut of his version of the NFW Championship, him kicking out of the Atom Bomb at Sudden Death III, and him eventually winning the actual NFW Championship, raising them up high.

”...It’s been too long, NFW… have you missed me?”

The camera now pans down from the projection that was playing the highlights, revealing Kasey Kash sat on a chair, with the Zion Undisputed Championship over his shoulder, feet kicked up on a table.

”...Lemme talk to ya, from an OG here in NFW, before I was… removed from the roster. Tonight I make my grand return home… I’ll see faces I haven’t seen in so long, I’ll see people I wish to have left in the past… most importantly… I’ll fight someone I have wanted to for so… so long.”

Kasey leans up in the chair, removing his feet from the table.

”Jessi Ozborne is a talent that many… many people higher up in NFW overlook. She is someone you should be THANKING for bringing the attention to the company that she certainly does. They should have her fucking face plastered everywhere they can, because she… is money.

And the fact that people here, Steven Brody, have the audacity to not give her the championship run that she deserves, so instead she has to look to other companies to get her shot here, when from day one in her career she has stuck through whatever you put in, bullshit groups you try and force her into… she has been here. So tonight for me… isn’t about Kasey Fucking Kash…”

Kash leans forward into the camera.

”It’s about showing you the fucking talent you have at your fingertips, and how you’re THIS close to letting her fall through your fingers… Steven Brody… Bitch Boy Brody… I hope you’re paying attention… because this is how you make a star.”

With that, Kasey gets out of his chair, and the camera fades.

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NFW Presents: ASCENSION - 04/25/2023! Apr 25, 2023 15:03:27 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Apr 25, 2023 15:03:27 GMT -8

Darlyn Fajardo: The following contest…is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Darlyn Fajardo: And it is for the Zion Wrestling UNDISPUTED! CHAMPIONSHIP!

The Vlad Blackheart Memorial Coliseum descends into silence. Many amongst the crowd wonder what the extended period of silence could be about, with entrances usually having started by this point. It's just then that a familiar song begins to play:

Run them jewels fast, run them, run them jewels fast

Run them, run them, r-run them, run them, fuck the slow mo

The lights in the arena begin to burst to life, with Kasey Kash's OG theme song playing over the speakers. Many point their attention up the rampway expecting the man himself to arrive. But it's not Kasey Kash...it's Jessi Ozborne! She steps out onstage, the color scheme of her gear changed to fittingly match that of Kasey's back when he used this song.

Jessi heads down the ramp, throwing the fans high fives and “Too Sweets” on the way. She gets to the ring steps, banging on them to get the crowd amped up, before climbing to the top rope and throwing up her usual wingspan gesture. She throws up the Too Sweet again, giving it a kiss before hopping into the ring.

She shuffles around on the canvas, before stopping in the center of the ring. She surveys the crowd before her, the realization finally beginning to set in that this could very well be her moment to shine as she steps back and gets ready for the match.

As the opening acoustic guitar riff of "Four Rusted Horses" plays out of the arena speakers, smoke fills the stage, and the crowd begins to stir… unsure of what to expect.

“Who'll ride this dying carousel?

Four rusting horses strangled by their own rope

What children love a singing wheel

Now that their tight hearts it broke

That their tight hearts it broke”

It’s at that point that Kasey Kash walks out through it wearing a hooded cloak, and face visibly painted with a gradient, top to bottom, going from black to white with a few strokes of black coming from either side of his face and going up, back into the black… as he carries the Zion Undisputed Championship in his right hand.

He looks out over at the crowd gathered inside the Vlad Blackheart Coloseum, smirk on his face as he soaks it all in, this being his first time inside this arena in many months. Holding his arms out wide as the chorus kicks in.

“Everyone will come, everyone will come

To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead

Everyone will come, everyone will come

To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead!”

At this point Kasey has begun his walk down the ramp, singing along to the song as he marches to the ring, eyes locked on his challenger, and one of his closest friends, Jessi Ozborne. This is a side to Kasey that Jessi has not seen in person before, so she is unsure of what to make of it. He continues to march to the ring, before eventually making his way around to the announcers desk, hopping up and throwing his hood back, holding his arms out wide as he has the whole arena clapping to the beat of the song.

After a couple of seconds pass, Kasey jumps off the desk and slides underneath the bottom rope, before going to the side of the ring facing the hard cam and hopping on the middle rope, pointing out to the crowd gathered as he leads them in singing the chorus.

“EVERYONE WILL COME, EVERYONE WILL COME

TO MY FUNERAL TO MAKE SURE THAT I STAY DEAD

EVERYONE WILL COME, EVERYONE WILL COME

TO MY FUNERAL TO MAKE SURE THAT I STAY DEAD!”

At that point, Kasey hops off the ropes and sits in the corner opposite Jessi, eyes locked as the lights return to normal and his music fades out, with Darlyn Fajardo begins to make her introductions.

Darlyn Fajardo: Introducing first, the challenger…representing The Queens of Chaos…from Montreal, Quebec, Canada…weighing in at 121 lbs…Jessi! Ozborne!

And her opponent…from Canberra, Australia…weighing in at 165 lbs…he prefers to be announced as the Longest Reigning and GREATEST…UNDISPUTED CHAMPION OF ALL TIME…KASEY! FUCKING! KASH!

~ DING DING DING ~

As the bell rings, Ozborne approaches Kash hesitantly, looking for a point to start in this one. She eventually finds one, getting around Kash and pulling him into a Waistlock! She pushes him towards the ropes, looking to bring him down for a pin! But Kash hooks his arms on the top rope, keeping himself upright as Ozborne rolls back onto the mat! She rolls to her feet, looking for an opportunity to go after Kash anyway as she rushes towards the ropes and looks for a Bicycle Knee Strike! Kash knows his opponent better than that however, quickly rolling out of the ring to evade the move! He and Ozborne share a knowing grin, with Kash using a finger to tap his temple! Eventually Kash re-enters the ring, he and Ozborne being at a stalemate once again!

Eventually the two make their move, with Kash catching an arm from Ozborne and turning it into a Hammerlock! Ozborne looks to free herself going for a Back Elbow from her free arm! But Kash catches it, getting her in position before going for a Back Suplex! Ozborne lands on her feet off this, immediately looking to catch Kash with a Clothesline! But he thinks better of it, ducking underneath and leaving Ozborne to run right into the corner of the ring! He looks to capitalize, immediately going for a Yakuza Kick to a cornered Ozborne! But now she’s the one who shows off her knowledge of her opponent, quickly dropping to the mat and rolling out of the ring before Kash can reach her! Just like Kash, Ozborne uses her finger to tap her temple!

Ozborne ends up back inside the ring, with her and Kash once again approaching one another! Kash is the first to make a move, getting around Ozborne and tying her up in a Waistlock! He lifts, seemingly looking for a Shoot Throw! But Ozborne counters, taking Kash to the mat with a Snapmare before locking in a Rear Chinlock! Kash doesn’t stay in it for long however, immediately pushing himself back to a vertical base before nailing Ozborne with a few Elbow Strikes to the midsection! Kash looks to capitalize, going for a Spinning Backfist! But Ozborne ducks underneath it, looking for a Roundhouse Kick to counter with! Kash ducks the shot as well, but Ozborne comes equipped with a backup plan, immediately catching him in the midsection with a Spinning Back Kick right off the failed move! She hits the ropes now, looking to hit another move on the hunched over Kash! But he reverses, pushing her over with a Back Body Drop! Ozborne turns the tables back to her favor, however, dropping to the mat and pulling Kash down with her for a Sit Out Pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Kash, who rolls back to his feet off the pin and immediately looks to target Ozborne with a Penalty Kick! Ozborne lays herself out to duck, before rolling back onto her hands and getting her ankles around Kash’s head for a Headscissor! Kash scrambles to get up, with Ozborne kipping up in the process! Kash is able to make it up quicker than her however, getting the jump on her with a Lariat! He pulls Ozborne to her feet, before throwing her in the corner and backing up! He rushes over, seemingly looking for a Yakuza Kick! But her pivots last second, instead faking her out with a harsh Back Elbow in the corner!

Kash rolls Ozborne back to the center of the ring, waiting for her to stagger up to her feet before going for a Bicycle Pump Kick! But Ozborne rolls underneath to dodge, before jumping up and looking for a Hurricanrana to Kash! He manages to catch it, holding Ozborne on his shoulders before dropping her down with a Sit Out Powerbomb! He keeps her down for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Ozborne, but Kash isn’t done with her, rolling her back to her feet before setting her up for another Powerbomb! Ozborne doesn’t budge this time, rolling over Kash’s back and landing on the mat to try and pull him down for a pin! This time though, Kash manages to keep his balance, leaving Ozborne helpless on the mat as he pulls her up! Ozborne seemingly has another plan up her sleeve however, immediately Headbutting Kash to the moment he pulls her up! Kash staggers back, with Ozborne thinking she has the upper hand! But Kash is able to take the blow, returning it to Ozborne with a Headbutt of his own! Ozborne falls to a knee, seemingly in a daze! Kash pulls her up to her feet by an arm, looking to keep the momentum going with a Short-Arm Clothesline! But Ozborne ducks underneath it, tangling Kash up in a Ripcord position before nailing him with a Ripcord Forearm Strike! Kash falls back into the ropes, coming back to take Ozborne down with a Bicycle Pump Kick! Kash with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Ozborne! Kash sits up and tries to collect his thoughts, looking down at Jessi, before making his way to his feet and over to the corner, calling for the “No Pressure”! He waits for Jessi to get to her feet, and as she does he comes charging in only to be met with a Bicycle Knee! Kasey is rocked and it doesn’t take Jessi long to capitalize, nailing him with the Bangarang! Kasey stumbles back and out of the ring, just as Jessi was going to grab him! Kash is laid out on the floor and she takes a moment before following him out.

Jess grabs Kasey and pulls him to his feet, going to throw him into the ring, but Kash is able to wake himself up a bit, and stop Jessi from doing so! Slamming his hands on the apron to avoid her throwing him into the ring, before hitting her in the stomach with his elbow to loosen her grip on him. One more elbow later and Jessi lets go, allowing him to grab her and throw her into the ring, Kash takes a minute to try and catch his breath… which turns out to be a terrible idea as Jessi has come charging in, hitting Kash with a Tope Con Hilo!

Jessi has all the momentum back in her court here, picking Kash up off the floor and sending him into the ring and hopping up on the ring apron, hitting him with a shoulder thrust to the stomach that has him doubled over, before then nailing him with a slingshot DDT, spiking the champ on his head! Jessi is quick to go for the cover!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kickout by Kash! Jessi wastes no time, however, instead looking to lock Kasey in a Rings of Saturn! Kash is trying his best to fight out of it, but Jessi is able to lock it in, in the center of the ring! Kasey is kicking and fighting, looking to try and break free of her grasp, using his feet to push himself closer and closer towards the ropes, but Jessi shifts the momentum, rolling the pair backwards, back into the center of the ring! Kash is struggling to keep in this match here, using all of his strength to try and break out of this, eventually breaking the grip that Jessi has! Hitting her with a back elbow to eventually get her off of him!

Kasey, now back to his feet, hits Jessi with a Bicycle Kick that sends her back into the corner, before then coming in and chopping her, then hitting her with a forearm, then another chop, then another forearm, chop, forearm, chop, forearm, then as Jessi is sat in the corner he begins stomping a mudhole in her! Kasey looks at her then runs into the corner to her left, before then coming in and absolutely drilling her with a running boot scrape! He pulls Jess out of the corner and hooks the leg!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kickout by Ozborne! Kasey looks down at Jessi and smiles, knowing he’s going to have to give it all, and then some, to get the job done here tonight. Kasey picks up Jessi and hits her with a stiff elbow to the jaw, before grabbing her wrist and going behind, hitting her with a ripcord bicycle knee strike! Jessi is loopy now, doubled over as Kash shoots off the opposite ropes, coming in and connecting with The Death of a Phoenix! Jess flips back and Kasey hooks the legs again!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kickout again by Ozborne! Kasey again looks at her and pulls himself to his feet, limping slightly before stomping his right leg, calling for The Lucker Stomp! Kasey goes to the corner, calling for her to get up, and as she slowly does, Kasey takes a second… looking at her… before snapping out of it and charging in, but Jessi moves out of the way! Kasey stomps the mat and Jessi pulls him back into a roll up!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kickout by the champ! Kasey is quick back to his feet, only to be met with a swift roundhouse kick to the side of the head by Ozborne that wobbles him! Kasey stumbles to the center of the ring as Jessi uses this opening to her advantage, hitting the ropes and nailing Kasey with a pump kick, Kasey stumbles back before hitting her with his own pump kick! Jessi stumbles back again, before coming in and hitting Kasey with a spinning backfist! Kash slumps to the mat momentarily, popping to his feet again as quick as he was dropped, and Jess looks like she’s going for a leg sweep, which Kasey goes to avoid, only to be nailed in the jaw by Brannigan’s Law! Kash drops like a sack of potatoes and Jessi makes the cover!

ONE…!

TWO…!

TH-

KICKOUT BY KASH! He got the shoulder up at two point nine! Ozborne doesn’t let up now, knowing exactly what she has to do to get the job done! She tries getting up, but the pain is too much for her at this point, causing her to instead roll out to the ring apron to get where she needs to go! Once on the apron, she pulls herself up using the ropes, before slowly making the climb up to the top rope! It’s clear by this point that she’s looking for The End, but Kash doesn’t let it happen! He jumps to the top rope with her before she can turn around, getting her in position before dropping her with a Superplex! Both competitors are laid out as the crowd goes wild for them!

Crowd: FIGHT! FOR! EVER!
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FIGHT! FOR! EVER!
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Kash gets himself back to his feet, pulling Ozborne up with him before getting her in position! He pulls her in with the Ripcord looking for Fuck You and All Your Friends! But Ozborne turns it around, using the momentum to her advantage as she unloads with a huge Headbutt! Kash is dazed now, with Ozborne getting him in position for Parallax! But Kash is having none of it, nailing her with a set of rapid Elbows to the back of the head to loosen her grip! He twists her into position now, hoisting her up on his shoulders before running her into the corner with a Bucklebomb! Ozborne collapses to her hands and knees on the mat, with Kash running in and nailing the Lucker Stomp! Pin by Kash!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

SHOULDER UP BY OZBORNE! She shoots a shoulder up with just inches between the referee’s hand and the canvas! Kash pulls himself up, unsure of what it’s gonna take to finish this one off! He backs up into the corner as Ozborne attempts to recover, cocking back his arm for Just a Head on a Stick! He runs towards her, but Ozborne is ready, jumping up and catching Kash with the Cash Out! The Jumping Cutter catches Kash by surprise as Ozborne busts out Jordan Majors’ finisher! She isn’t done however, holding up the Too Sweet before kissing it and pulling Kash up to his feet, getting him in position and nailing him with the SANADAhellflower! Sanada’s Killswitch connects as Ozborne rolls Kash on his back and goes for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

NO! Kash gets his foot on the bottom rope at the last possible moment! Ozborne is in shock now, unsure of what to do by this point! She keeps going, climbing to the top rope before launching off for The End! But Kash rolls out of the way, causing Ozborne to faceplant on the mat! Ozborne is in serious pain now, slowly getting to her feet only to be brought down immediately with the Canberra Collapse! Kash with the Springboard Cutter! Kash isn’t finished with her however, knowing what he needs to do to get the job done! He pulls Ozborne up, hosting her onto his shoulders and into position for Not Here to Fuck Spiders! But Ozborne isn’t having it, nailing Kash with a few shots to the head before he can get her fully into position! He tilts backwards bringing him both down to the mat with a Poisonrana! Kash’s head smacks against the canvas before he rolls up to his knees! Ozborne takes advantage of this, backing into the corner before nailing him with Disenchanted! Pin by Ozborne!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Kick out by Kash, almost out of instinct! Ozborne isn’t done with him however, giving him the same treatment as she did Adrianna Salvatore on last Tuesday’s Collision! She pulls him up to his knees, before nailing him with a seconded Disenchanted! Kash tries his best to maintain a semblance of consciousness, slowly getting back up to his knees! But Ozborne is right on top of him, nailing him with a THIRD Disenchanted! Ozborne goes for the pin, using the same tactic that got her this match in the first place!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

NO! SHOULDER UP BY KASH!! Ozborne is in tatters now, kneeling on the mat as she runs her hands through her hair! Unsure of what to do next, she notices Kash is still out of it, realizing she has the opening for another move! She pulls him up, getting him in position before dropping him with Parallax! Kash hits the mat, before quickly rolling out of the ring and to the floor below! Ozborne is near tears by this point, knowing that could’ve been her chance to get the winning pin! She rolls out of the ring to go after him, pulling him up and looking to push him into the ring! But Kash reverses, putting his hands on the apron to block momentum before turning the tables and sending Ozborne head first into the steel steps! A small spot of red can be seen on Ozborne’s forehead as Kash pulls her up and tosses her into the ring! He gets her up and in position before nailing her with Fuck You and All You Friends! By this point, the small red spot gets a lot bigger, with it very easy to tell that Ozborne’s been busted open! She falls to a knee, with Kash keeping hold on the arms and pulling her in for a Kamigoye Knee Strike! Ozborne collapses to the mat as Kash goes for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Shoulder up by Ozborne! By this point, both competitors are running on fumes, with Kash not even having it in him to react to Ozborne escaping the pin! He pulls Ozborne to his feet, getting her onto his shoulders! He tosses her off, looking for Welcome to the Madhouse, but Ozborne ducks underneath the Roundhouse Kick that he attempts to drop her into, immediately attempting to go for a Right Hook! Kash ducks underneath it however, drilling Ozborne with a Forearm to the midsection before throwing her to the ropes! Ozborne bounces back however, doing a Tiger Feint through the ropes before dropping both herself and Kash with a Lariat! This causes the crowd to come unglued at this show of physicality from both competitors! Starting up another “Fight Forever” chant!

Crowd: FIGHT! FOR! EVER!
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FIGHT! FOR! EVER!
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The referee begins to start a standing ten count for both competitors, as they both slowly begin to stir. Jessi being the one to make it to her feet first, and breaking the 10 count. Ozborne feels her forehead and sees the blood on her hand as she looks at it, then looking at Kasey, who has now stumbled to the opposite corner, with a fire inside she runs forward, looking to connect with the Human Hand Grenade!... BUT KASEY MOVES AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND! Kash now, slaps himself in the face to wake himself up, throws Jessi out of the corner and as she rolls through to her knees, he comes in and drills her with “You’re Just A Head On A Stick”! The Hidden Blade looks as if it’s absolutely turned Ozbornes lights out here as he makes the cover!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

NO! ANOTHER KICKOUT BY JESSI! Kasey goes back into the corner and looks at her in disbelief! Kash pulls himself up using the ropes and goes over to her, pulling her to her knees by her hair, before patting her on the shoulder? People are confused for a moment as he does this, before he then takes off against the ropes, coming in and drilling her in the back of the head with Going The Distance! Back to Back finishing moves from Kasey as he hooks the leg once more!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

NO! ONCE MORE JESSI FIGHTS OUT OF IT! Kasey is sat on the mat next to Jessi, who is just running on instinct at this point, running his fingers through his hair as he yells in frustration, what is he going to have to pull out of his back pocket to get the win here?

Kasey pulls himself up again, looking down at Jessi, then up at the sky. Going behind her and picking her up, before lifting her up onto his shoulders! This is the set up to his devastating Joker Driver, a move that no one has kicked out of yet! Jessi seems to wake up here, noticing the predicament she’s got herself in, fighting her way out of it with forearm after forearm after forearm! Kasey eventually losens his grip and it’s enough for Jessi to wiggle out of it, going behind Kash and absolutely drilling him with a hooking superkick that drops him to his knees, before then taking off the ropes behind him and nailing him with her own take on the shining wizard! The Bitch-Craft! Kash is on a whole different planet here, and Jessi does her best to take advantage of it! Coming in and nailing him with a FOURTH Disenchanted! Kasey slumps like he just got dealt a killing blow to his right, and Jessi hooks the inside leg!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

NO! THE REFEREE NOTICED KASEY GOT AN OUTSTRETCHED FOOT ON THE ROPES!

Jessi is in disbelief at Kash’s ring awareness, she gets up and lets out a defiant warcry, picking Kash up once again, looking for the Parallax once more! As she lifts him, however, Kasey flips over behind her, picking her up in an Argentine Backbreaker position, walking them both to the center of the ring, before flipping her over and stacking her on her neck with a Pumphandle Driver! The crowd goes mental as he does, and keeps both legs hooked!

ONE…!

TWO…!

…

THREE!

~ DING DING DING ~

Darlyn Fajardo: The winner of this match…and STILL Zion Wrestling UNDISPUTED! CHAMPION!...KASEY! FUCKING! KASH!

Nick Hanson: I think I can say, without any exaggeration, that this match had to be the biggest display of grit and determination that we’ve seen from either of these competitors. What a match!

Jim Reynolds: Jessi Ozborne fought hard week after week to earn this opportunity, but she had to hit a wall at some point, Nicky! One that very few are able to overcome, and that wall’s name is Kasey Fucking Kash!

Olivia Mayfaire: As you said, Jim, Jessi Ozborne really did scratch and claw for this moment! She certainly didn’t waste her minutes here, but one has to wonder: What’s next for her? Where does she go from here?

Nick Hanson: That’s certainly something we’ll have to find in due time, but for now we celebrate the continued reign of Zion’s Undisputed Champion!

As the referee calls for the bell, the crowd in attendance cheers, not for the victor, but for the match they just saw unfold before their eyes, Kasey falls back and lays on the mat for a few moments as his theme begins to play, and Jessi rolls out of the pin and onto her face on the mat, blood still slowly leaking out of her face. Kasey eventually pulls himself to his feet, with help of the official and gets handed his championship belt, he looks at it, then at his fallen friend. Dropping the belt and going to his knee, he drags Jessi up to her feet, helping her gain some stability as she’s hardly able to stand. The two speak off mic, with Kasey seemingly letting her know how well she did tonight, and how proud of her he is. The two hug in the center of the ring, and with that, Jessi rolls out to ringside, allowing Kasey to celebrate as we fade out.

Winner: Kasey Kash
Result: Pinfall
=Still Zion Undisputed Champion=

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NFW Presents: ASCENSION - 04/25/2023! Apr 25, 2023 15:22:02 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Apr 25, 2023 15:22:02 GMT -8

The crew works quickly to erect the steel cage around the ring.

Darlyn Fajardo: The following contest is set for one fall and will be contested inside the confines of a steel cage!!!

"Rest In Peace" begins to play as neon pink, neon blue, and neon purple lights wave all around the arena and audience as Jamie makes her way from backstage with a smirk on her face as she dances along with the music a little. She stretches a bit then starts making her way down the ramp, the smirk never leaving her face as she mouthed off to the fans. Jamie slides in under the bottom rope then pops up quickly in 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 in a mocking manner.

Darlyn Fajardo: Introducing first, formerly representing the Kingdom, JAMIE AUSTIN!!!

Nick Hanson: What was that about?

Jim Reynolds: Making a point.

Olivia Mayfaire: She’s her own woman.

A loud purrrrrrrrrring engine can be heard from somewhere in the arena. The chorus of "Wreak Havoc" by Skylar Grey begins the play. Suddenly, a motorcycle burst from backstage. It stops at the top of the ramp, the person driving the motorcycle briefly takes off her helmet, revealing herself to be Abigail Lindsay.

She places the helmet back on and drives down to the ringside area. She circles the ring twice. The bike comes to a halt. Serenity slides off, takes off her helmet. She hops on the apron apron, proving how flexible she is she lifts one leg off, then drops down in a full split. she slides under the bottom rope. She slumps down into the corner waiting for the match to start.

Darlyn Fajardo: And her opponent, representing the Kingdom, ABIGAIL LINDSAY!

Nick Hanson: Another point?

Jim Reynolds: One that tells the whole story.

Olivia Mayfaire: Not the whole story… but enough.

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Abigail and Jamie glare at each other, circling each other. They go to lock-up and Jamie ducks in and punches Abigail low. She grabs Abigail by the hair on the back of her head and then runs her face first into the steel of the cage wall. Abigail’s head snaps back and Jamie gives her a dropkick to the back. Abigail crashes face first into the steel again. Abigail staggers back, bleeding all over the face. Jamie hits Hell On Heels and Abigail goes down hard. Jamie covers.

ONE!

TWO!

ABIGAIL KICKS OUT!

Jamie mounts Abigail and starts to hammer away with ground and pound punches. Jamie scratches at Abigail’s eyes. Abigail reaches up and rolls Jamie into a cradle but Jamie bounces off the ropes and reverses it. Abigail kicks out with no count made. Abigail pulls herself up using the ropes for leverage to help her stand. Jamie hits another dropkick that smashes Abigail into the steel. Abigail snaps back and Jamie rolls her up from behind.

ONE!

TWO!

ABIGAIL KICKS OUT!

Nick Hanson: Abigail is a bloody mess already. Did anybody see that coming?

Jim Reynolds: I don’t know if anybody saw it coming, but with these two we probably should have expected something like this for sure.

Olivia Mayfaire: She’s an Austin, people need to stop underestimating her.

Nick Hanson: We do remember her sister’s exploits here.

Jim Reynolds: Yeah, but who ever rated Jamie as a badass on the same level as Jonna?

Olivia Mayfaire: Well, maybe people need to reevaluate now!

Jamie goes to the corner and climbs to the top, readying for a flying elbow smash. Abigail remains on the mat, bloody as hell and looking stunned into oblivion. Jamie grins and steps up into a proper perch on the top rope. She grabs onto the steel on either side of her and then jumps off. Abigail rolls out of the way and Jamie crashes to the mat. Abigail jumps into a cradle.

ONE!

TWO!

JAMIE KICKS OUT!

Jamie gets up out of the grasp and Abigail follows her to an upright posture. Jamie turns to face her just as Abigail swings into a discus clothesline that bounces Jamie into the steel. Jamie hits hard and Abigail grabs her by her hair. Abigail rakes her across the cage wall, seemingly trying to grate the Austin off of her. Abigail rears back and delivers a vicious forearm to the back of Jamie’s head bouncing her face off the steel. Jamie collapses to the mat, now bleeding just as badly as Abigail is. Abigail drops an elbow and covers.

ONE!

TWO!

JAMIE GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Abigail steps back and allows Jamie to stagger to her feet. As soon as Jamie manages to stand, Abigail runs into a springboard roundhouse kick. Jamie eats the impact full force and crashes to the mat as if she’s been shot. Abigail drops down into a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

JAMIE BARELY GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Nick Hanson: God help us all, they’re both a mess now!

Jim Reynolds: Now we’ll see what they’re really made of. Who can dig down deep enough to overcome the other one?

Olivia Mayfaire: Jamie’s showing some mettle tonight

Nick Hanson: And Abigail’s not?

Jim Reynolds: They both are.

Olivia Mayfaire: Who saw that one coming?

Abigail drags Jamie up and shoves her. Abigail goes for another springboard but Jamie falls to the mat and Abigail flies over her, crashing to the mat as well. The referee steps back at the sight of the two smashed to the at. Just as he starts to think about counting them both down, both combatants start to stir. Jamie and Abigail both stagger to their feet and start trading shots. Jamie hits Abigail. Abigail recoils from the impact and fires back. Jamie registers and then fires back. Abigail does the same, Jamie, Abigail, Jamie, Abigail. Jamie slumps to one knee. Abigail goes for a kick but Jamie catches it for a bridging capture suplex.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-NO!

ABIGAIL KICKS OUT!

Jamie pounds the mat in frustration. She punches Abigail while still on her knees. Abigail punches back from her knees. Jamie punches again, Abigail fires back, Jamie, Abigail, Jamie, Abigail. Jamie jumps up into a knee strike. Abigail catches her for an inside cradle.

ONE!

TWO!

JAMIE KICKS OUT!

They get up and Abigail throws a wild punch. Jamie ducks it and then hits Snake, Rattle & Roll. She flops into a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

ABIGAIL KICKS OUT!

Jamie looks over in forlorn shock and despair. She pulls herself up and then glares through the blood at Abigail. She flips Abigail off with both hands and then goes for the old S2 stunner. Abigail shoves her off so that Jamie crashes into the steel again. Jamie falls back into a backslide.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Darlyn Fajardo: Here is your winner, ABIGAIL LINDSAY!!!

Nick Hanson: That last impact with the steel looked nasty!

Jim Reynolds: It was.

Olivia Mayfaire: How are either of them getting up now?

Winner: Abigail Lindsay
Result: Pinfall (Backslide)

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NFW Presents: ASCENSION - 04/25/2023! Apr 25, 2023 15:55:20 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Apr 25, 2023 15:55:20 GMT -8

As the cameras return to the arena, the NFW ring is now surrounded by a stage cage, its bars covered in barbed wire like some sort of hellish ivy.

Darlyn Fajardo: “Our next contest is a Mayfair Lockup Match for the Mayfair Hooligan Championship Belt… formerly the Silver Mountain Championship Belt. Coming to the ring first, the challenger. Standing at five feet, one inch, and one hundred five pounds… ‘PSYCHO’ SAOIRSE MAGUIRE!”

With the lights dimmed, the Shieldmaidens’ motto, “Hell is empty and the Maidens are here!” comes up on the Tron. Slipknot's “Psychosocial” hits and “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire comes walking through the entryway smirking cruelly. The other Shieldmaidens follow her out and walk her to the ring. She enters the caged ring looking like she can’t wait to get down to business. She looks around, taking the cage, the barbed wire, the weapons, and the two large panes of glass. Her eyes trail up to the balcony platform around the cage, full of weapons and sporting two perfect spots to leap from.

This is going to be bloody.

Darlyn Fajardo: “Her opponent and the Mayfair Hooligan Champion... Standing at six feet, even, and two hundred forty pounds… the Ultraviolent Anarchist, JOHNNY F’N TOWERS!”

Suddenly the lights go out and a voice is heard over the speakers.

CHAOS!

DISORDER!
ANARCHY!
NOW THAT'S FUN!

The light burst back on as "Chaos is my life" by "The Exploited" Blasts out of the speakers and a spotlight goes out to the crowd showing Johnny Towers walking through the crowd to the ring the fans scattering out of the way to avoid him as he walks through. His Mayfair Hooligan title gleams around his waist. Not taking his time he gets to the barricade leaping over to the ringside area taking a moment to stare at the caged ring before running up the steps, jumping inside and pacing around the ring like a lion inside a cage drooling at the prospect of the fight to come while shouting at the fans who are booing him.

Towers smiles at the impending destruction as well as his opponent. He takes the belt from his waist, kisses the buckle, and shoves it into the referee’s chest. The referee walks over to Psycho and shows her the belt. She sneers at it instantly.

Saoirse: “That’s not tha real belt.” (She points to the restored Silver Mountain belt on the time keeper’s table.) “That’s what I’m fighting for.”

Across the ring, Towers bursts out into laughter, pointing at the Shield Maiden.

Johnny Towers: “Bitch, you’re not walkin’ away with either! Settle for fighting for you worthless hide!”

Saoirse gives Johnny an icy stare as the referee hands the belt to a ring attendant and shuts the cage door. A loud “click” drives home the situation. The referee steps back and signals for the bell.

~DING DING DING~

No sooner has the bell rung than Johnny is across the ring, barreling into his much smaller opponent and slamming a loud headbutt into her. Instantly dazed, Saoirse stumbles back as Johnny unleashes a fury of punches into her face and upper torso. She does manage to finally get her hands up to block, but Johnny spins Saoirse around and throws two wicked kidney shots into her. The Shieldmaiden howls in pain, but Towers only grabs her mane and winds it around his wrist. His other arm wraps around Saoirse’s waist and lifts her up.

Practically throwing her over the top rope, Johnny begins to grind Saoirse’s face into the steel bars and barbed wire, raking her back and forth. When he finally flings Saoirse onto her back, her face is awash is crimson. Johnny gives gives her a fast throat stomp before looking up at the platform full of weapons, then over to the two large panes of glass propped up. Ultimately, he decides to go for the weapons.

Towers grits his teeth as he begins scaling the cage wall, the barbed wire biting into his hands. But he manages to get to the platform and pulls himself up as he sees Saoirse wiping her face clean and starting to gather herself up. Immediately, he begins hurling things down at her, a folding chair colliding with her shoulder. The second chair scarcely misses.

He tosses down one trash can full of weapons, but just barely misses his target. The ref, however, does get hit and the contents fly out, leaving dangerous items everywhere. Towers decides to seize the opportunity of Saoirse being distracted and launches off the platform, attempting to splash onto her. But Saoirse looks up in time, drops to her back, and thrusts up her legs. Johnny’s gut is greeted by Psycho’s boots, dumping him to the canvas.

Saoirse kips up and begins raining kicks all over Johnny, who struggles to fend them off as he scoots backwards. His eyes catch a glint and he scrambles towards it, getting pelted by Saoirse’s feet the whole way. Finally, he reaches into the pile of weapons and grabs something just as he starts to get up. Saoirse goes for another kick to Johnny’s ribs but the Hooligan intercepts and tucks the leg under her arm. His other hand raises a staple gun, places it to Saoirse’s leg and leaves a line of staples up her Irish woman’s leg, leaving a few in her thigh. He then hurts the staple gun into Saoirse’s face, causing the magazine to pop open and spew a stream of staples.

The smaller fighter cries out, but yells louder when Johnny kicks her in the same thigh. She responds by lunging onto him, driving her fingers in his eyes and yanking him in for a headbutt. Now, it’s Johnny’s turn to yell out as she releases the leg and shoves Saoirse away.

But Saoirse doesn’t seem interested in being at a distance. She lunges at him again, but Johnny uses his larger size to shove her back even farther. So, Psycho grabs the two folding chairs and slings one at Towers. The Hooligan ducks, and the chair slams into the ref’s forehead, laying him out. Johnny smirks at the downed official, but as he turns he’s greeted with a slam to the face. Johnny instantly sees stars, which might be why he doesn’t anticipate the chair’s back driving into his throat.

The brawler falls back, gasping and gagging, crawling back to the pile of weapons. Something catches his eye and he begins a crawl, all the while taking brutal chairshots to the back. His hands wrap around a canister of lighter fluid and a Zippo lighter. He squirts a generous of fluid into his mouth while flipping the Zippo. This is either going to be amazing… or the end of his match and any hopes of having facial hair again.

Johnny rolls onto his back and presents the flame to Saoirse. She halts the attack, confused. Then Johnny spits. Instantly, the fluid hits the flame and leaps towards the Shieldmaiden. Saoirse panics but instinctively holds the chair in front of herself, rebuffing the flame. Good enough for Johnny, who jumps up, runs at her, and sends a dropkick into the chair – causing the heated seat to slam into Saoirse’s face.

Towers grabs the other chair from the resting referee and sets it up, then similarly disarms the disoriented Saoirse, setting them about six feet from each other. Checking to make sure Saoirse isn’t up yet, he hurries across the ring to grab the two panes of glass. Saoirse is, in fact, stirring, but still dizzy from the hit. Her hand grabs blindly along the mat. She knows more weapon debris fell out of that trash can. She feels a pile of something short, thin, hard and sharp and grabs a fistful just as Johnny grabs her by the hair and rips her to her feet.

Dragging her to the makeshift table, he lifts her up for a powerbomb, aiming her for the glass. But she punches the items in her hand – which turn out to be rusty nails – into his forehead. After the fourth punch, Saoirse manages to push herself over Johnny’s head and falls down clumsily. However, she also managed to rip the nails all the way down his back. The agonized howl Towers emits wakes the referee up from his nap and makes him sit up. Unfortunately for Saoirse, however, she lands on her crown and falls over into a heap.

Johnny crouches, swearing as the blood rolls down his back. This pipsqueak’s more of an issue than he expected. Maybe it’s time to take the high ground. Not morally, obviously. He turned back to the side of the cage and began to climb.

Saoirse blinked her eyes as she tried to get her vision to focus. She finally saw Towers, climbing back up to the platform. More weapons. Down here, it was going to be him having target practice. But maybe she could yank him down? But if she didn’t, or he got up there first...

Johnny scaled the side of the cage, taunting and daring Saoirse to follow him. She exhaled, needing a second wind, then looked down and saw the downed referee. “Hell with it,”she mouths and she rips his long sleeves off and wraps them around her hands for some for of protection. She begins to scale the cage, trying to catch up.

Having already arrived on the platform, Towers sorts through the second trash can of weapons. Immediately, he saw his favorite – brass knuckles with thumb tacks glued on. Johnny took those and put them to the side “in case.” But he still needed something with reach.

Then he pulled out the hockey stick.

Within three feet of the platform, Saoirse feels the head of a hockey stick slam into her back. Johnny attempts to use it as a spatula to pry her from the side of the cage and let her fall, but the Shieldmaiden refuses to let go. Johnny hauls back and slams it into her mouth and face. A third shot and she grabs the stick and yanks, pulling her attacker off balance. Johnny barely catches himself before going ass over teakettle. With that, Saoirse hauled back and shattered the stick on Johnny’s head.

Johnny did a cautious retreat, letting Saoirse get to the platform. Towers kneels and scoops the brass knuckles up, wildly swinging at Saoirse’s head. Psycho ducks the punch and decides to get into the spirit of a dirty streetfight in a very personal manner, throwing a low blow into the man. Johnny’s knees buckle and he stoops. Saoirse pops up and peppers him with even more kicks to the side of the head, trying to knock him off the platform. And she almost succeeds once, throwing him to the edge.

The Psycho begins kicking him in the back repeatedly. But, again, Johnny manages to snag the foot Saoirse is standing on, yanking it from under her and dropping her on the platform. The whole balcony rattles and for a second the fans expect it all to crumble. Instead, jumps on Saoirse and commences to pounding her with the knuckles. She manages to protect herself from most of the hits, but the knuckles are still biting into her arms. And then, a strike to the side of the head knocks Saoirse for a loop.

Johnny slams a knuckled fist across Saoirse’s jaw, hitting her so hard she nearly topples off the platform. But a slug into the gut pushes the Irish Shield Maiden back a bit, dropping her to her knees. She looks up at Johnny, her glassy eyes making it seem like she no longer knows where she is. Johnny hauls back to end her and the match with a single punch, but stops. Instead, his eyes trail back to the ring below and the glass panes laid across the folding chairs.

A perfect glass table.

A cruel smile spreads across Johnny’s lips as he drops the brass knuckles and clutches his opponent by her throat, his grip crushing into her. Lifting her off her feet, Johnny spits angrily into her face.

Johnny Towers: “You never had a fucking chance, slag. Now I’m not just gonna end the match. I’m gonna end your worthless career.”

Johnny puts Saoirse back on her feet and folds her down, shoving her head between his thighs. He pulls the Shield Maiden for a powerbomb, aiming her at the glass panes below. But as he throws the smaller woman forward, her legs lock around his neck and pull him forward. Somehow, the Psycho manages to turn the powerbomb into a hurricanrana. Johnny flips over and off the platform as Saoirse manages to grab onto the platform, dangling. Towers, however, falls all the way to the ring, shattering through the glass with such force, shards hit the first few rows. Johnny lays still, moaning and frozen in pain. His adrenaline is completely gone. The referee leans down to check on him, then starts to count for a count-out.

But that’s not good enough for Saoirse.

She pulls herself up onto the platform. She grabs the pair of brass knuckles Johnny had wailed on her with and grips them tightly. She is dizzy, and likely concussed, but more than that, she is furious. Hearing the count reach five below her, Psycho backs up to the cage, runs, and leaps off the platform in a perfect 450 splash/falling fist combo, the knuckles driving between Tower’s eyes.

Saoirse tosses the weapon and lurches to unsteady feet. She plants a single boot on Johnny’s chest and turns to the ref, mouthing, “Count.”

The official drops and slams his hand to canvas.

One…

Two…

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

As the bell sounds, Maguire drops to her knees.

Darlyn Fajardo: “You’re winner and new Mayfair Hoo-- No, you’re new Silver Mountain Champion… ‘PSYCHO’ SAOIRSE MAGUIRE!”

A ring attendant unlocks the cage and rushes in with both belts, followed by EMTs. The medics maneuver in a stretched, carefully lifting Johnny off the mat. Blood pours from his head wound, coating the mat. He stairs into the lights, offering no resistance, no comprehension, as he is gently carted from the ring.

An attendant hands both belts to the referee, who presents both to Saoirse. The woman glares at the Mayfair belt, then looks out the ring as Johnny is slowly pushed away. Her eyes return to the corner where the lighter fluid and lighter landed. Snagging the Mayfair belt from the referee, she stomps to the can and snags it, squirting lighter fluid up and down. Then, grabbing the lighter, Psycho launches from the ring and up the aisle.

Plowing through the EMTs, Saoirsie slaps the Mayfair Hooligan belt across Johnny’s chest. Then, placing the lighter to the belt, she ignites the spurned title alight. Then, Psycho grabs the gurney, runs, and shoves it up the ramp. As the belt flames, the gurney careens, eventually tipping over and spilling Towers to the ground. More production assistants run down from the entrance ramp, covering Johnny’s chest with an emergency first blanket and smothering the belt before it can do damage to the fallen wrestler or the arena.

The referee, having followed Saoirse from the cage, offers her the Silver Mountain Belt. Maguire hoists the belt up with one hand, pointing to it.

Saoirse: “This is tha real belt! This is what matters, and yae never deserved it! And never will!”

The belt held on high, the attendees continue to explode in cheers while medics turn their attention to the new champion, who is slowly guided to a waiting ambulance of her own.

Winner: Saoirse Maguire
Result: Pinfall (450 Fist Drop)
=New Silver Mountain Champion=

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A video piece rolls, showing a highlight reel of Collision, episode #163 on April 4th. Morgan Payne’s about to square up with Dona Rotten in defense of the World Heavyweight Title after Dona earned her shot at it the previous week. The reel is accompanied by a heart pounding music piece as it shows the two women circling around the ring. While it does, we hear a familiar voice narrating.

Morgan Payne: You earned this Dona. What you got comin t’ya tonight. You earned every bit of it.

In the highlight reel, the two lockup and start wrestling. A stiff, back and forth match that shows Dona definitely getting her licks in but Morgan taking it to her all over the ring.

Another quick cut and we see Morgan sitting in dark room on a chair, staring into the camera with her Kingdom t-shirt on and a #YoAce skullcap. The World Heavyweight Title rests over her shoulder as she speaks.

Morgan Payne: Championships ain’t nothin’ new t’a. Especially a world title.

The screen flashes to an older shot of Dona, this time in an NVR ring, flashing back to when she became the NVR World Champion. Another flash shows her becoming the inaugural NFW Genesis Champion where she defeated Morgan’s fellow Kingdom member, Jasmine Matthews.

Morgan rubs her jaw thoughtfully and nods.

Morgan Payne: You’re a fighter…and I got nothin’ but respect t’ya for dat.

Another series of quick shots shows some of the big marquee matches that Dona’s been in. Namely, back during her Scream Queen era where she absolutely decimated opponents in the ring.

Morgan Payne: But somewhere…somehow…I’onno. Feels like ya kinda just…fell off.

The next series of clips shows Dona during some of her down moments. Loss after loss. Being blindsided from behind by Haruka Fukuhara and losing the Genesis Championship in a cash-in. Dona is seen looking down and dejected at different points recently.

In the dark room, Morgan sits back in her chair, prominently displaying her shirt and title as she recollects something..

Morgan Payne: But I knew for a fact, somewhere inside ya…there was a monster you was hiding…and she peeked out of her hole finally.

The next shot shows Leticia Calderon knocking Morgan over the head behind the referee’s back during a tag match between Morgan and Mary Matthews against Dona and El Toro Violento. Morgan staggers back from the ropes just as the referee turns around. Dona catches her with the Punk Plex and scores the pin. Morgan lies holding her head. Dona sits up with shock on her face as the commentary calls out–

Jim Reynolds: Dona Rotten just pinned the world champion!

–and she’s then seen handing the title belt to Morgan after the match with tension but respect in her eyes.

Morgan Payne: You earned it, Dona.

The vignette returns to their title match on April 4th. Dona fights and fights hard but Morgan seems to have an answer for everything she tries to throw at her, leading to a Dahntahn After Dahk in the middle of the ring and the pinfall victory. Dona sits up, dejected again as Morgan is seeing watching her with thought on her face. The next shot shows Morgan calling Dona back into the ring.

Sitting in the dark room again, Morgan clutches her title now with a frown on her face as she shakes her head and shrugs.

Morgan Payne: Maybe I did too. Maybe I deserved what I got. Maybe I crossed a line. But I got too much respect for ya t’have let’chu walk ahtta there like dat. I saw somethin’ was missin’ in you. Somethin’ was lackin’ and I wanted t’help ya find it again.

The shot cuts back to that night, Morgan and Dona in the ring. Morgan has the belt on her shoulder and a mic in her hand as she tells Dona–

Morgan Payne: I wanna offer you a rematch for dis World Title. April 25th. Right here at da Colosseum. At Ascension. Da Scream Queen, Dona Rotten…versus Da Ace, Morgan Payne!

–Morgan sticks out her hand to Dona–

Nick Hanson: A handshake agreement for a World Title match at Ascension!

–Dona nods and shakes Morgan’s hand, a hearty agreement between the two–

Morgan Payne: Like I said…you earned dis…

–and as Morgan goes to step away, Dona yanks her back by the arm and sprays her in the face with Venomous Mist! The music immediately swells more dramatically as Morgan drops to her knees, clawing at her eyes–

Nick Hanson: WHAT THE HELL?!?! DONA ROTTEN!!! WITH THAT MIST!!!!

Jim Reynolds: WHAT’S SHE DOING?!

–and Dona comes running off the ropes, slow motion kicking Morgan across the back of the head with a Chainsaw Kick. The screen flashes and she’s kneeling over the fallen champion with the title in her hand, grinning a green stained smile.

Morgan Payne: Yeah, ahnno what happens when ya play wif fire. But’chu know da streets. You oughta know what happens when ya spit in someone’s face.

The video shows the following week, Collision episode #164, April 11th, right after Dona’s match with Azurine Vebbins. Dona’s celebrating her victory. She turns and gets knocked out with Tastes Like Timbaland Boot, Bitch from Morgan out of nowhere.

Olivia Mayfaire: We had to know a receipt was coming, guys!

In the shot, Morgan stands over Dona, fuming, before sliding out of the ring and waving to her. Dona just laughs and the two smile at one another, menacingly.

Morgan Payne: Maybe I played wif fire. Sure. But I’m used t’turnin’ up da heat.

Flash to the following week’s show, Collision episode #165, April 18th. Dane Preston and Morgan versus Dona and Darcy Graves. An absolute war unfolds between the two rag tag teams. Fists fly, jaws are rocked, Dona mists her own partner after a blind tag and winds up getting her team disqualified as she and Morgan furiously trade fists in the middle of the ring. They spill over to the floor and a mass of security guards has to rush in to pry them apart but they keep breaking free and going at one another.

Morgan Payne: I ain’t lost respect for what’chu can do in da ring, but like I said… You earned dis, Dona. And tonight? I’mma pay you back in full.

The music swells as it starts to rapidly show multiple shots of Morgan hitting Dahntahn After Dahk in her previous matches, intercut with Dona delivering the Punk Plex to multiple opponents. The final shot is a split screen of Morgan sitting in that dark room, glaring at the camera on the right, while on the left, we see Dona Rotten, laughing wickedly as she runs a paint covered hand down her face, smearing black and red over a white base of makeup.

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Darlyn Fajardo: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!

Darlyn Fajardo: And it is for the NFW World Heavyweight Championship!

Bulletproof by Godsmack blares over the PA, and Dona Rotten comes from behind the curtain, with Alice Chambers by her side. Alice works the crowd, while Dona smirks and starts her way down the ramp, and towards the ring. The Scream Queen reaches the bottom of the ramp, and grabs a mic, before hopping up on the apron. Alice follows closely behind, and Dona holds the ropes open for her, following right behind. The pair go to the center of the ring, and Dona raises her mic, but before she can speak she gets cut off by multiple voices.

"Tell us a story mommy."

The camera cuts to the ramp, where multiple children, with eyes black as night line the entrance way, Alice looks confused, but Dona smiles warmly, reaching a hand towards them as the power in the ringside area dies.

Dona Rotten: Anything for my babies. This is the tale, of the girl who played with fire.

A single candle flickers to life illuminating the middle of the ramp, getting a soft murmur from the audience in attendance.

Dona Rotten: Once upon a time, there was a brave warrior named Morgan, who fought tooth and nail, she fought so hard, in fact, she was awarded a shiiiiiny belt. She loved that belt, and fought anyone who she could to keep it.#

Another candle lights up, closer to the ring now, the crowd's buzzing now grows louder.

Dona Rotten: One day, Morgan found a demon, and challenged her to combat. The demon, never one to shy away, accepted. The battle was fierce, but Morgan won the day. Did Morgan accept her victory, and move on though? No, she called on the demon, invoked her to return to her old self. A fire had been lit.

More candles ignite, showing the ringside area, casting shadows in the ring.

Dona Rotten: And so, the demon attacked Morgan, but allowed her to live to fight another day. To ready herself, the demon found a battle of her own, but upon winning, was struck by Morgan. Finally, the demon thought, it can begin. They fought once more, well into the night, until the guards pulled them apart. Fine, they said, we'll meet elsewhere, and so they agreed to have just one more fight. Another fuse lit.

A last series of candles light, now circling the ring in flames.

Dona Rotten: Now we conclude our story, but was it Morgan who played with fire…or was it our brave demon. Time to find out.

With that, the candles die, and the lights come back on, Dona's face now painted with multiple red hand prints. She asks Alice to raise her hand, and blasts it with Venemous mist, prompting Alice to add the finishing touches, a big green print in the middle of her face. Dona leans in for a kiss, pulling on her bottom lip with her teeth as she pulls away. Alice cackles, and exits the ring, as Dona turns her attention to the top of the ramp once more.

♫I'VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR AN EXIT♫
♫BUT I’M LOST INSIDE MY HEAD♫
♫WHERE I SPENT EVERY WAKING MOMENT♫
♫WISHING I WAS DEAD!♫

The lights go out, shrouding the arena in darkness as the opening riff to "Pittsburgh" tears through the speakers. As soon as the guitar riff starts, the video wall comes to life with the "BEHOLD THE KINGDOM" banner while the back wall screen comes to life with a combined static and barbed wire design.

♫For a few minutes get me away from here!♫
♫For a few minutes wipe away my tears!♫
♫For I am lost right now as the ocean deep!♫
♫I am low my friend and how my heart does sink!♫

♫Yeah I am lost right now as the ocean deep!♫
♫I AM LOW MY FRIEND AND HOW MY HEART DOES SINK!♫

The cameras find Morgan Payne walking - no, storming through the backstage section, fired up and ready for a fight. Hood up. Hands taped. World Heavyweight Championship fastened around her waist. She looks ready to kick some ass as she moves down the hall of the arena, approaching Gorilla position.

♫It's like there's cancer in my blood!♫
♫It's like there's water in my lungs!♫
♫And I can't take another step!♫
♫Please tell me I am not undone!♫

♫It's like there's fire in my skin!♫
♫And I'm drowning from within!♫
♫I can't take another breath!♫
♫Please tell me I am not undone!♫

The camera follows her as she reaches the steps to the entrance area. Rolling her shoulders to stay loose, she steps through the tunnel and out onto the stage to a loud boo from the crowd, scattered with a few audible cheers. She soaks in the hate as she opens out her arms and strikes The Kingdom pose before approaching the ring with a wolfish grin on her lips.

♫I've been searching for an exit!♫
♫But I'm lost inside my head!♫
♫Where I spend every waking moment!♫
♫Wishing this would end!♫
♫I can't take another step!♫
♫I cannot live inside my mind!♫
♫I can't face another day!♫
♫I am so fucking tired!♫

♫For I am lost right now as the ocean deep!♫
♫I am low my friend and how my heart does sink!♫
♫Yeah I am lost right now as the ocean deep!♫
♫I am low my friend and how my heart does sink!♫

Once she reaches ringside, Morgan takes a running jump up onto the apron, unclasps the title and raises it up in the air. She stands to face the crowd for a moment, looking over the masses with that same smirk on her lips. Morgan steps into the ring and climbs a turnbuckle, throwing her hood back and strikes her pose once more. She drops down and backs into her corner, promptly removing her sleeveless hoodie, tosses it over onto the floor and proceeds to pull on the ropes then kick a leg up onto the top turnbuckle to stay loose as she waits.

Following the entrances, Senior Official James Greer brings the two competitors to the center of the ring as Darlyn Fajardo officially introduces them.

Darlyn Fajardo: Introducing first! She is the challenger!! From Portland, Oregon! Weighing in at 130lbs! She is…THE SCREAM QUEEN…DONAAAAAAAAAAA RRRRRRROTTEEEEEEENNNNNNNNN!!!!

Dona spreads her arms, turning her gaze up towards the sky as the crowd gives her a moderately split reaction of cheers and boos. She looks at Morgan then, grinning madly.

Darlyn Fajardo: And, her opponent! From, The Burgh! Representing The Kingdom! Weighing in at 140lbs! She is the NFW World Heavyweight Champion…MORGAAAAAAAN PAAAAAAAAAYNE!!!!!

Morgan turns towards the crowd as they give a pop and raises the title up over her head. She turns back to Dona, staring her dead in the eyes. Both women are ready to get this match underway.

The official separates them, taking the championship belt and holds it up to the crowd again before showing it to both wrestlers. He hands the belt off to the timekeeper and motions for the bell!

~DING DING DING~

The challenger and the champion step out of their corners, approaching each other in the center of the ring. Dona Rotten opens her arms out, grinning behind her painted mask.

Dona Rotten: Here I am, Morgan! This is what you wanted! C’mon!

Morgan Payne: Yeah? This is it? Right here?

Payne and Rotten come face to face, practically nose to nose. A sinister grin meeting a cold scowl as Rotten continued to egg Payne on. The two continue jaw jacking back and forth, reaching a point where Rotten finally shoves Payne backwards. Payne goes back two steps and shoves Rotten in return, a little harder. Rotten stumbles back and laughs, before stepping back in and SLAPPING Payne across the face!

Crowd: OOOOOOH!!

Payne’s jaw tightens as her eyes flare and she goes to throw a right hand. Rotten blocks with a forearm and PAYNE BLASTS HER WITH A LEFT, CATCHING HER OFF GUARD!! The crowd’s immediately on their feet as Payne starts unloading with another left hand before switching to her right and starts throwing bombs, forcing Rotten back into her corner! Rotten’s pinned back in the corner as Payne continues rocking her with stiff punches. She keeps this up until Senior Official James Greer starts counting towards five and she goes for an Irish Whip but Rotten hits the reversal, sending Payne crashing into the corner. Rotten comes running in like Hell on Wheels and Payne EXPLODES OUT OF THE CORNER WITH A RUNNING YAKUZA KICK THAT TAKES HER TO THE MAT!!!!!!

Nick Hanson: AND ROTTEN GOES DOWN!!!!!

Jim Reynolds: & Olivia Mayfaire: TASTES LIKE A TIMBALAND BOOT, BITCH!!!

Payne drops down for a cover with a hook of the leg!! The referee hits the deck to count!!

ONE!

TWO!!

KICKOUT!!!

Payne sits back out of the cover as Dona rolls away for clearance. At ringside, Alice Chambers has her hands over her mouth with widened eyes, realizing just how close this could have come to ending right there. Payne gets up to her feet and starts stalking around Rotten and now the trash talk is really starting.

Morgan Payne: Get your ass up, Dona! Get up! You think I’m playing with fire?! GET UP!! SHOW ME THE SCREAM QUEEN!!

Nick Hanson: Morgan Payne, showing some old school aggression here tonight in this championship match!

Payne pulls Rotten up to her feet and hooks an arm over her head, going right into a Snap Suplex! She holds true to the hold and picks Rotten up off her feet again, this time delivering a Brainbuster!! Payne floats over for a cover again.

ONE!

TWO!

ROTTEN GRABS THE ROPES!

Payne sits back out of the cover and Rotten pulls herself under the bottom rope, out of the ring, down to the floor. The referee tries to usher the champion back so he can coax the challenger back into the ring. Payne steps through the ropes and out onto the apron. She measures up as Rotten starts to turn back around and runs along the apron for a punt kick. Rotten manages to duck the incoming foot, however and it sails over her head. In a snap, she pivots around, delivering a spinning Savate Kick to the back of Payne’s other leg, sweeping her feet out from underneath her! Payne goes down HARD on the apron and rolls down to the floor with a hand on her back. Rotten’s found her twisted smile again as she raises her arms to the side, wagging her fingers as if drawing from the energy around her. She braces her hands on the apron and drops down, driving a knee into Payne’s lower back, eliciting a cry of pain from the champion!

Dona Rotten: You wanted this, Morgan! YOU WANTED THIS!! NOW YOU’LL REAP WHAT YOU FUCKING SOWED!

She pulls Payne up by the hair and shoves her back against the apron where she delivers a stiff backhanded chop to the chest. SMACK!!

Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Dona Rotten: (mockingly) WHOOOOOO!! Yeah, you like that?! YOU LIKE THAT!!

The crowd turns a little, not very appreciative of the reception but just doesn’t seem to give a damn. She lays into Payne again with another backhand chop.

Dona Rotten: WHOOOOOOOO!! C’mon!!! Where you at, Chicago?! I thought you liked that shit!!!

She turns back and hits Payne again, sending her crumpling down to the floor. Rotten picks her up again and takes her by the arm, delivering a brutal Irish Whip down the way and into the barricade. Payne CRASHES into the barrier, yelling out in pain. Dona comes rushing in and delivers a clothesline, knocking Payne into the front row of the crowd. The referee’s had enough at this point and starts to count. Alice yells to Dona to get back in the ring. The challenger steps back from the barricade, laughing and rolls in under the bottom rope. She crawls backwards to the center of the mat and sits back on her knees and her feet.

Nick Hanson: The challenger’s back inside the ring! The champion’s gotta get back in there if she wants this match to continue!

Olivia Mayfaire: I mean, she’ll retain by countout if she doesn’t, won’t she?!

Nick Hanson: Noooooo. Not by countout! Commissioner Steven Brody instated that rule after Wrestle War last year! The championship WILL change hands on a countout!

Olivia Mayfaire: Oh shit!

Jim Reynolds: Oh shit is right! Get up Morgan!

The referee reaches the halfway point in the count before Payne finally grabs the barricade and pulls herself up to her feet, grimacing in pain. She painfully climbs over the barricade and hits the padded floor, lingering there as the count continues. The crowd’s screaming for her to get up as she turns over and crawls towards the ring apron. The referee continues counting.

15…!

16…!

17…!

Payne starts pulling herself up on the apron as quickly as she can; her foot slipping out from underneath her!

18…!

19…!

Just before the referee reaches “20”, Payne grabs the bottom rope and PULLS herself up onto the apron and inside the ring! The crowd pops for the save but Rotten moves right in on her grounded opponent and starts putting the boots to Payne! She holds onto the top rope, beginning to literally jump up and down with a series of double foot stomps across Payne’s back and ribs. She breaks off at the referee’s count of four then pulls Payne to her feet, towards the center of the ring. Rotten lifts her up to deliver a Pumphandle Slam and goes for a cover!

ONE!

AND THE CHAMP GETS THE SHOULDER UP!

Chicago goes nuts as Payne kicks out with authority and Rotten sneers down at her! She grabs the champion by her hair and pulls her up to her knees, snarling down at her.

Dona Rotten: You still want this, Morgan? HUH?! You still want this?!

Rotten slaps Payne across the face, ignoring the referee’s warning. Just as he’s about to count to five, Rotten whips Payne into the ropes, twisting around for another Savate Kick but this time, Payne stops short, just in time to catch her leg on the shoulder, locks her arms around Rotten’s waist and flings her back into an Overhead Belly To Belly Suplex! Rotten crashes down to the mat HARD! Payne slaps the canvas with her hands, with a fired up scream and gets to her feet. Rotten staggers up to her feet and Payne comes barreling in with a LARIATOOOOOOOOOO!!!! The impact takes them both down! Payne staggers up to her feet and backs into the corner, calling for Rotten to get to her feet! Rotten stands, turns and Payne comes charging in for “Faugh Ballagh” (Impact Spear) but DONA COUNTERS WITH A KNEE TO THE FACE!! Payne slumps to her knees and falls back on her ass! Dona rushes in with a Sliding Lariat!! Cover!!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Rotten stands up, frustrated as all hell now and moves to the corner, scaling up to the top turnbuckle. She calls for “Toxicosis” and dives off for the Diving Headbutt! BUT PAYNE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!! ROTTEN EATS THE CANVAS!!!! Payne scrambles up to her feet! She grabs Rotten and shoves her back into a corner! Payne delivers a brutal Knife Edged Chop!! Throws Rotten to a seated position on the mat!! Dashes across the ring!! Comes rushing back in with a Leaping Hesitation Dropkick!!

Jim Reynolds: YOI, YOI, DOUBLE YOI!!!!

Rotten goes tumbling through the ropes to the outside!!! Chicago’s going wild again!! Payne steps out onto the apron, calling for Rotten to get back to her feet! She runs along the apron!! CANNONBALL SENTON TAKES THEM BOTH DOWN TO THE FLOOR!!! Payne uses the momentum of her roll to come up onto her feet and slaps the barricade, screaming at the fired up crowd!!

Nick Hanson: The World Heavyweight Champion is fired up here in the Windy City!!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: She might be playing with fire but she just may be fireproof!!!

Payne pulls Rotten to her feet and promptly rolls her back into the ring. She climbs onto the apron and up to the top turnbuckle. Wary of high spots, Payne shakily stands up straight as Rotten scrambles to get to her feet. Despite her adversity to heights, Payne leaps off and catches Rotten around the neck with her legs for a Frankensteiner!! She crawls over quickly, throwing herself over the challenger for a cover!!

ONE!

TWO!

ROTTEN KICKS OUT!

Payne falls back, grabbing her face in frustration before sitting up. At the same time, Rotten pushes herself up onto her knees and the two find themselves kneeling in front of each other. Rotten looks at the champion…and just starts laughing. Despite the pain wracking her body, she is LAUGHING in the face of the champion!! Payne stares back at her for a second, taken aback by the strange behavior…but then she starts laughing with her! They’re laughing at each other. Mockingly!

Jim Reynolds: We know Dona Rotten’s outta her damn mind but we know Morgan Payne can go to that dark place in her head, too!

Olivia Mayfaire: This is only gonna get uglier!! I think the champ might be realizing what she’s gotten herself into!

Nick Hanson: But the challenger may be realizing that she is, in fact, ready for it!

The two kneel there, laughing in each other’s faces until Rotten suddenly grabs Payne by the back of the head and rocks her with a forearm. Payne sways back but catches herself and dishes one right back to her. Rotten leans back but stays relatively steady and she fires one right back at her! Payne eats the forearm and spits it right back at Rotten! The two lean in and press their foreheads to one another, using the exchanged pressure to get to their feet. Once they’re standing again, they start trading forearms again. They start throwing everything into it, roaring in each other’s faces, exchanging brutal shots! Rotten! Payne! Rotten! Payne! Rotten! Payne! Rotten! Payne! Rotten! Payne! Rotten! Payne! Rotten! The challenger nails the champion with one last big forearm!! Payne staggers back into the ropes and comes back, twisting around for a discus forearm in return! Rotten ducks under it but Payne stops short! She grabs Rotten by the hair!!

Morgan Payne: FUCK YA FACE!!

Crowd: BING BO–!

But Rotten explodes up, sweeping her arms out to knock Payne’s hands off of her and BLASTS her with a European Uppercut!!

Dona Rotten: BING BONG, MOTHERFUCKER, BING BONG!!!

Payne staggers back and falls to one knee!! Rotten hits the ropes!! Runs past her!! Comes off the ropes from behind and delivers the “Chainsaw Kick” (Inverted Shining Wizard)!! Payne slumps forward onto the mat! Rotten rolls her onto her back and covers!!

ONE!

TWO!

TH—KICKOUT!!

Payne gets the shoulder up!! Rotten’s looking pissed off now and pulls Payne up to her feet, standing behind her. She wraps her arm around her neck, looking to set up for the “Punk Plex” but Payne fights out of it!! She throws her elbow back, stunning Rotten and steps into a set up for a Russian Legsweep!! She gets it!! Payne quickly transitions right into “Three Rivers Crossing” (Grounded Octopus Stretch)!!!! Rotten writhes to try and get free as the referee drops down to ask if she wants to tap! Rotten shakes her head, absolutely refusing to tap but Payne isn’t letting go either and Rotten’s nowhere near the ropes!!!

Nick Hanson: This could be it!!! Dona Rotten could tap right here and the champion will retain!!

Jim Reynolds: That’s one hell of a submission hold, Nicky!

Olivia Mayfaire: Look at the torque on that arm she’s got hold of!!

Payne wrenches back on Rotten’s arm, starting to throw in the kicks to the head to add insult to injury. At ringside, Alice Chambers is slapping the mat, trying to cheer Rotten on!! Motivating her to break free!! She gets so riled up that she winds up climbing onto the apron and slapping the turnbuckle.

Alice Chambers: Come on Dona!!!! COME ON DONA!!!

Nick Hanson: Hey, now! Get her down from there!!

As if on cue, the referee notices Chambers on the apron and goes over to yell for her to get down! Seconds after he turns his back…Rotten starts tapping!!

Jim Reynolds: She’s tapping, Nicky!! Olivia!!! She’s tapping!!

Olivia Mayfaire: The Scream Queen’s tapping!!

Payne releases the hold and sits up on her knees, looking relieved until she doesn’t hear the bell or her music. She sees the referee arguing with Alice Chambers and storms over to give Rotten’s opponent a piece of her mind. Payne gets face to face with Chambers, looking ready to hit her while Chambers swears she’s just cheering her girlfriend on and not trying to cause trouble. As this goes on, Dona Rotten gets up onto one knee, holding her arm and turns her sights on Payne from behind. She rises to her feet and slowly creeps in. Payne steps back from Chambers, throwing a middle finger right into her face with a little nudge to the nose. She turns back around and ROTTEN SPITS THE “VENOMOUS MIST”--BUT NO!! PAYNE DUCKS THE SPRAY AND THE MIST CATCHES ALICE CHAMBERS RIGHT IN THE FACE!!!!! Chambers grabs her face and falls off the apron, screaming as it burns her eyes. Rotten stands shocked at her slip up just before Payne scoops her up across her shoulders into an Inverted Fireman’s Carry!! She takes a running start with this one to the center of the ring and delivers “DAHNTAHN AFTER DAHK” (BURNING HAMMER)!!!!! PAYNE JUST FALLS BACK OVER ROTTEN FOR THE COVER!!!!!

Nick Hanson: D.A.D!!!!

Jim Reynolds: THAT’S IT!!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: THAT’S ALL SHE WROTE, BOYS!!!!

ONE!!!!

TWO!!!!

THREE!!!!

NOOOOO!!!! KICKOUT BY ROTTEN!!!!!

Payne shoots right up with her eyes as wide as saucers!!!

Nick Hanson: THAT’S NOT IT!!!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

Jim Reynolds: HOW THE HELL DID SHE KICK OUT OF THAT?!

Payne pushes her hands up over her face and through her hair, moving it out of her face. She throws a hand up to the referee. She could have sworn it was three but the official confirms it was only a very close two. Payne slaps herself in the face a few times to hype herself up again. She pulls Rotten up to her feet and drives a foot into her midsection!! She goes for the “Art Of Ruin!!” But Rotten shoves her forward into the ropes!! Payne bounces back right into her grasp!! She uses the momentum to her advantage!!! “PUNK PLEX” (Release Half Nelson Suplex)!!!!!

Nick Hanson: AND THE PUNK PLEX PUTS THE CHAMP DOWN!!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: ROTTEN COVERS!!!

Jim Reynolds: IS THIS IT?!

ONE!!

TWO!!!

THREEEEEEEEE?!?!

THREE–NOOOOOOO!!!!

Payne fires the shoulder up just enough to break the count then lays limp on the mat again, staring at the lights above. Rotten drags herself up to her feet and climbs the top rope again. She comes diving off for another attempt at “Toxicosis” but Payne gets the knees up this time!! Right into Rotten’s ribs!!! Rotten grabs her midsection and curls up into a ball, wracked with pain!!! Payne pulls herself up into the corner and stands back, waiting for Rotten to get back up!! She makes it up!! Turns!! Here comes Payne!!! “KHAO LOI” (Flying Muay Thai Knee)!!!! STRAIGHT TO THE FACE!!!!!! COVER!!!!

ONE!!!!

TWO!!!!

THREE—NO!!!!

Nick Hanson: You gotta be kidding me!!!

Jim Reynolds: What’s it gonna take to keep Dona Rotten down?!?!

Olivia Mayfaire: How do you stop the Scream Queen?!?!

Rotten fires the shoulder up and Payne sits up on the mat, looking absolutely devastated!!! She steels herself, though, and pulls Rotten up again, lifting her onto her shoulders for another “Dahntahn After Dahk!!” She looks for the follow through but Rotten manages to flip through and land on her feet, landing clear of the maneuver!!! Payne whips around right into a SAVATE KICK ACROSS THE FACE!!!! SPIT GOES FLYING FROM PAYNE’S MOUTH!!!! She’s seeing stars as she drops down to one knee. Rotten lets out a banshee like shriek and hits the ropes, launching herself off, right at Payne from behind!!! “CHAINSAW KICK” (Inverted Shining Wizard)!!!! Payne’s head snaps violently from the impact and she slumps forward!!! Rotten pulls her by the tights, up onto her feet again! She locks her arms into position around Payne’s neck and under one arm!!! “PUNK PLEX!!!!!” Payne crashes hard to the mat in a pile of her own limbs!!! Rotten pulls her flat onto her back and drops over her in a sweaty heap!!!

ONE!!!!

TWO!!!!

THREE!!!!!

NO?!?!

YES?!?!?!

YES!!!!! THREE!!!!!!

~DING DING DING~

Darlyn Fajardo: Here is your winner AAAAAAND NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW…NFW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!! THE SCREAM QUEEN!!!!! DONAAAAAA RRRRROTTEEEEEEEEEN!!!!!!!

Godsmack’s “Bulletproof” blasts from the PA as Chicago looks on in shock at what just happened. Alice Chambers, finishing rinsing out her eyes is ecstatic!!! The crowd is in a roar of noise; mixed reactions but all appreciative for the performance put on by these two competitors!!!

Jim Reynolds: I don’t believe it!!!! I absolutely can’t believe it!!!!

Nick Hanson: We have a new World Champion!!!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: The Scream Queen truly has returned!!!!!

Nick Hanson: My God, what a match!!!!

Jim Reynolds: I’m speechless!!!!

Dona Rotten and Morgan Payne lie there on the mat, practically drenched in sweat, their bodies wracked with pain, staring up at the ceiling lights as the ring crew comes in to administer care to them both. The referee lays the World Heavyweight Title over Dona Rotten’s chest. She weakly brings an arm up over it when she feels the weight of championship gold across her body. Alice Chambers crawls into the ring to help her sit up while the ring crew help Payne sit up and come out of the ring. Dona stands with the help of Alice but finds her own balance after a moment, cackling in triumph at the belt in her hand. She starts to raise it up to the crowd but pauses for a moment and rubs some of the mist remnants off of her mouth with her thumb. The crowd watches as she smears a single mark on the center plate. After which she then finally raises the title up in the air.

Nick Hanson: So many shocking moments tonight, folks!

Jim Reynolds: That's putting it mildly!

Olivia Mayfaire: Tonight was wild!

Nick Hanson: We have three new champions here tonight and I don't think anyone expected it! We're out of time, though! We'll see you on Collision next week! For Jim Reynolds and Olivia Mayfaire, I'm Nick Hanson! So long, folks!

Winner: Dona Rotten
Result: Pinfall (Punk Plex)
=New World Heavyweight Champion=

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