NFW Presents: BRAWL OF AMERICA - 07/04/2023!

Isabella Salvatore: The following contest is Wildcard Ladder Match!
The lights in the arena go out. The crowd buzzes in anticipation as the beginning of Of Mice & Men’s “Bones Exposed” begins to play. The lights to the arena burst to life, with Jessi Ozborne coming out from the curtain and onto the stage. She puts her fists to her mouth, kissing them both before throwing her arms into the air and wingspanning as the lyrics kick off.


Ozborne pivots, throwing a pair of finger guns to the camera, taunting straight into the lens as she makes her way down the ramp, throwing the fans high fives and “Too Sweets” on the way. She gets to the ring steps, before climbing to the top rope and putting her fists to mouth again before doing the same wingspan gesture up there as well, right in time with the music!


Jessi dismounts into the ring, shuffling around before getting the crowd hyped. She climbs to the top rope, once again throwing the wingspan gesture up. She climbs down getting ready for the match.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first, from Montreal, Quebec, Canada, representing the Queens of Chaos, Jessi Ozborne!
Hey by the Pixies begins to play through the speakers, emerging from the back is the Dragon's Curse - Takashi Shinobu, who wears a long robe as he stands on the top of the entrance ramp. He poses for a moment, soaking in the atmosphere as the fans applaud and cheer. Making his way down the entrance ramp, Shinobu is focused as he passes members of the crowd in the front row, who are all trying to get a touch as he passes through. He stands just on the outside of the ring, taking off his robe and throwing it aside, before running up the ring steps and entering the ring with a burst of energy. He climbs the top ropes, once again striking his signature posing before jumping down and stretching in the corner

Isabella Salvatore: Next, from Ōgaki, Gifu, Japan, representing Heroes 4 Hire, Takashi Shinobu!
“Classy” Bianca Page emerges from the backstage area and stops at the top of the entrance way. She looks out at the crowd with a big smile and blows a kiss to the audience. Bianca smiles as she walks down the aisle. As she gets to the ringside area she does a slight twirl before walking up the ring steps. She motions for the referee to open the ropes for her. Bianca enters the ring and walks into the middle of the ring and raises her arms out to the side..

Isabella Salvatore: From New York City, representing the Socialites, “Classy” Bianca Page!
Suddenly the lights in the Mall Of America go out, plunging the Bloomington, Minnesota 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.


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.


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 opponents.

Isabella Salvatore: From Parts Unknown, Wisconsin, Dane Preston!
"Purest Momentum" by Gürschach plays. Jericho walks out. He goes down the ramp. Jericho climbs in the ring, standing in the middle. He poses with a flex and a shout.

Isabella Salvatore: From San Francisco, California, representing the Kerry Family, Jericho Kerry!
As "Radio Gaga" by Queen prominently plays throughout the arena, "The Adorkable Angel" Azurine Vebbins pirouettes onto the entrance ramp. A solitary spotlight provides an ethereal glow as she begins to descend down the ramp like an automaton practicing aerobics. She performs various other dance steps while making her way to the eastern ring apron. Along the way, she waves, high-fives and hugs certain chanters she comes into contact with. When a chanter puckers up for a kiss, she points to her halo (neck collar). Upon entering the eastern ring apron, she glides between the bottom and middle ropes before awaiting referee instruction and her next opponent.

Isabella Salvatore: From the Velvet Rabbit, “Da Adorkable Angel” Azurine Vebbins.


Jessi, Takashi, Bianca, Dane, Jericho and Azurine stand in the ring all looking at each other. They nod almost in unison before all six dive out of the ring and go looking for a ladder. Dan Preston and Jericho Kerry come in first and glare at each other. They start dueling with the ladders hitting them against each other as the crowd screams on. Jessi and Takashi come back in and climb opposite corners. Azurine and Bianca come back in and climb the other two corners. Azurine and Bianca both jump off their respective corners and hit dropkicks to the backs of Dane and Jericho, respectively. Both men spin, ladder still up in front of them. Jessi and Takashi leap off their respective corners and dropkick the ladder, smashing them back into Dane and Jericho and knocking both men down hard.

Nick Hanson: Good Lord!

Miranda Augustino: Here they come.

Steven Brody: This is the kind of action we like here!

Nick Hanson: It really is a question of who of these competitors will win this Wild Card match!

Miranda Augustino: They can all do that.

Steven Brody: I like our chances as fans.

Jessi Ozborne slides out to the floor and starts to set up tables. Inside the ring, Azurine and Bianca set up the ladders and start to climb. Takashi climbs on the other side of the same ladder as Azurine. Bianca kicks at the ladder as everyone gets near the top. Bianca kicks the ladder, catching it perfectly and the ladder tumbles over. Azurine and Takashi fall, landing across the top rope. They both bounce back into the ring. Dane and Jericho get to their feet and start trading shots, Dane, Jericho, Dane, Jericho, Dane, Jericho, Dane, Jericho. Jessi runs up the second ladder and catches Bianca off the top to stop her from winning. Jessi hits the BAE-Blade and the two of them plummet to the mat. Dane gets away and starts up towards the top. Jericho starts up the other side of the ladder.Azurine shoves the second ladder so that it goes under the bottom rope. Takashi slips out to the floor as Azurine kicks him as well. Jessi comes running across the ring and dives out over the top to the floor onto Takashi.

Nick Hanson: What are we doing on the outside?

Miranda Augustino: A car crash?

Steven Brody: Putting on a show!

Nick Hanson: What do they need to do to win?

Miranda Augustino: Survive!

Steven Brody: I’ll second that one.

Jessi dives back into the ring and goes around, throwing Bangarang on Bianca and then on Azurine. Dane and Jericho trade shots at the top of the ladder again, Dane, Jericho, Dane, Jericho, Dane, Jericho, Dane, Jericho. Takashi staggers up on the floor and then runs up the second ladder leaning against the ring. He gets up and springboards into a dropkick on the ladder sending Dane and Jericho tumbling down to the mat. Takashi gets up and sets up the ladder again. Takashi starts up the ladder Jessi starts up the other side. The two start trading. Takashi jumps off into a cutter on Jessi off the top. Azurine and Bianca start up and the two start trading shots. Bianca clothesline Azurine over the top to the floor. Jessi nails Bianca from behind. Jessi staggers back to the ladder and starts up the one side. Takashi staggers up and starts up the other side to stop her. Dane and Jericho start up as well. Dane gets up under Jessi and Jericho gets up under Takashi. The two both hit electric chair drops off the ladder.

Nick Hanson: What a series of hits!

Miranda Augustino: ¡Ay Dios Mio!

Steven Brody: Damn good hits!

Nick Hanson: These competitors are gonna feel this for a long time!

Miranda Augustino: They always do.

Steven Brody: And yet they all come back for more!

Dane and Jericho start up to the top of the ladder again. As they reach the top, Bianca dives in and shoves the ladder over. Dane and Jericho plummet down over the top and crash through the tables at ringside.

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!

Bianca sets the ladder up again and Jessi comes for a Bangarang. Bianca sidesteps her and Jessi connects on Takashi instead. Azurine climbs up and Bianca shoves Jessi into Azurine so that Azurine, Jessi and Takashi all fall through the ropes to the floor. Suddenly, Tiffany Lynn, Vanessa and Danielle Page all run down and grab one of the three on the floor. Bianca smirks and starts up the ladder as her sisters play interference. Bianca climbs to the top and grabs the prize.


Nick Hanson: No! The Socialites just made sure Bianca was the only one who could win!

Miranda Augustino: You expected something different from them?

Steven Brody: On the one hand it was a brilliant strategy, on the other…

Nick Hanson: It was dirty pool!

Miranda Augustino: But also completely legal.

Steven Brody: Can’t argue with that.

Isabella Salvatore: Here is your winner and holder of the NFW Wild Card, Bianca Page!

Isabella Salavatore: The following contest...is scheduled for one fall! And it is for the NFW Genesis! Championship!



The entrance way is dark as a female silhouette comes forward, bending over at the waist as the music plays.


Sophie throws her hands up, standing up straight as the spotlight hits her, arms wide as she runs to one side of the stage and points to the crowd before making her way to the other end.


Isabella Salavatore: Introducing first, the challenger…from Aurora, Illinois…weighing in at 130 lbs…Sophie! Tilmitt!

Sophie high fives every fan she can who's got their hand out as she comes down the ramp before leaping from the floor to the apron before slingshotting her way through the top and middle rope to the middle of the ring! She rolls to one knee, spotlight shining down on her as she takes a moment to gather herself.


Sophie jumps to her feet, arms wide as she spins in place before making her way over to her corner, stretching her legs and testing the ropes as she waits for the match to begin.


Short Change Hero by The Heavy begins to play through the speakers and the lights in the arena simultaneously dim down. Smoke begins to rise from the top of the stage and appearing on the screen above are the following words


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

Isabella Salavatore: And her opponent…representing Heroes For Hire…from Brooklyn, New York…weighing in at 225 lbs…he is the NFW Genesis Champion…Mark! Storm!

He begins his walk down the entrance ramp, swaggering his way down.


At this point, Storm is by the edge of the ring; allowing a smile to embed on his face before he jumps onto the apron and holds onto the ropes, using them to help himself up onto the turnbuckle. He's grinning from ear to ear, soaking in the rest of the cheers coming from the audience, shaking his head sideways as he lowers it, before jumping into the ring. He heads over to his designated corner and hoists himself up onto the second ropes, a smirk upon his lips as he holds his arms up; his theme song slowly diminishing.


Time is of the essence here, and Sophie Tilmitt is very aware of that! She rushes across the ring, driving Storm into the corner with a Knee Strike before beginning to lay into him with Stomps! She pulls Storm up in the corner, laying a Knife Edge Chop deep into his chest before taking off to the opposite corner of the ring and coming back with a Body Splash! She takes off the opposite corner again, coming back with yet another Body Splash! She goes to the corner once more, looking to catch the champion with a third Splash to finish her barrage! But Storm fights back, running towards Tilmitt as she comes back and dropping her with a Slingblade! Tilmitt stumbles up to her feet, with Storm looking to take her down with a Back Body Drop! Tilmitt turns the tables however, grabbing Storm’s legs on the way down and taking his shoulders to the mat in a Schoolboy Sweep!

TWO…!

Kick out by Storm! The two opponents get up at the same time, with TIlmitt rushing underneath an oncoming Clothesline from Storm to go for the ropes! She looks to go high to take down Storm, jumping off the second rope and going for a Springboard Crossbody! It looks as though she’s successful in taking Storm down, but the champion is better than that, rolling through and getting to his feet with Tilmitt in his arms! He hoists Tilmitt up onto his shoulders, before dropping her to the mat with a Death Valley Driver! He gets back to his feet, waiting in the corner for Tilmitt to make it to her feet to execute another move! He rushes towards her, only to be caught with an Enziguri! Tilmitt quickly follows up catching Storm from behind and dropping him with a Snap German Suplex! Storm eats the impact, rolling back to his feet and quickly sniping at Tilmitt with a Kick to the side of the head! He pulls Tilmitt to her feet, before hoisting her up and throwing her into the corner with a Bucklebomb! Tilmitt staggers out of the corner, with Storm hitting the ropes and meeting her with a Discus Lariat that turns her inside out! Pin by Storm!

TWO…!

Kick out by Tilmitt! Storm looks to finish this one off, getting Tilmitt up and in position for the Tombstone Piledriver! Tilmitt shifts the weight however, managing to slip over Storm’s shoulder and land on her feet behind him! She seizes momentum with a Kick to the back of the knee, sending Storm kneeling! She follows up, grabbing Storm by the head and driving him to the mat with the Tonberry Drop! Snap DDT connects! Pin by Tilmitt!

TWO…!

THRE-

Kick out by Storm! Tilmitt is exasperated by this point, trying to figure out what her next move should be! She rolls out onto the apron, waiting for Storm to get up before jumping to the top rope and looking for Strange Visions! Storm fights back however, rushing the ropes and pushing Tilmitt down from them before she can take off! She grabs hold of the ropes in order to keep from crashing to ringside, with Storm rushing over to send her off entirely with a Shoulder Thrust! Tilmitt dodges it however, nailing Storm across the head with a Big Boot as his head peeks through the ropes! She pulls him out onto the apron, looking to drive his head into the hard wood with a DDT! But Storm is having none of it, hooking a few strikes into Tilmitt’s midsection before hoisting her up! He gets her into position, before dropping her headfirst on the apron with a Tombstone Piledriver! Tilmitt slumps to the floor at ringside, with Storm rolling into the ring and taking a breather! He turns over to see Tilmitt still attempting to get up, to which he decides to go high himself, hitting the ropes and diving onto her with a Tope Con Hilo! Storm rolls Tilmitt into the ring before going for the pin!

TWO…!

THREE-

No! Kick out by Tilmitt right before three! Time is beginning to wear thin here, as Storm looks to finish this off quickly! He hoists Tilmitt up, looking for Incursio! He goes for the Inverted GTS, but Tilmitt catches the leg on the way down, throwing Storm off balance! She jumps up and nails him with a Knee Strike before turning around and decking him with a Discus Clothesline! Tilmitt sees her chance to win this, getting to the apron and once again looking for Strange Visions! But Storm manages to snatch her out of midair, holding her in a Powerbomb position! He quickly pivots, switching Tilmitt around into an Electric Chair position before dropping her with Heroes End! One-handed Electric Chair Driver gets her! Pin by Storm!

TWO…!

THREE!!

~ DING DING DING ~

Isabella Salavatore: The winner of this match…and STILL NFW Genesis Champion…MARK! STORM!

Nick Hanson: What a match, ladies and gentlemen!

Steven Brody: Textbook example of the Genesis Division! Great performance by both competitors!!

Miranda Augustino: Listen to Bloomington, bossman!

Crowd: THAT WAS WRESTLING! THAT WAS WRESTLING! THAT WAS WRESTLING!

Storm is handed the Genesis Championship belt, with the referee raising his arm as the crowd celebrates! He raises his title high in the corner, before coming down to see his former challenger down on herself from the loss! He decides to raise her spirits, helping Tilmitt to her feet and shaking her hand! He raises her hand, inviting the crowd to give her some love for her efforts as we cut elsewhere.

=For The Event Horizon Championship=

Isabella Salvatore: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is the Final Round for the Event Horizon Championship Tournament! In this match there are no disqualifications, no countouts, and pinfalls or submissions may be attempted anywhere. The winner of the match will be declared the winner of the tournament and the first ever NFW Event Horizon Champion! Introducing first…


“The West Was Built By Legends” by Christopher Young as the crowd turns towards the entry setup, waiting for the appearance of Myriad. Suddenly, all of the lights in the Mall of America go completely out, leaving everyone in pitch darkness. They come back on and there’s no sign of any changes. They go out again…they come back on…nothing… They go out a third time and when they come back again, Myriad is suddenly just standing inside the ring with his face right up in the camera. The cameraman on the apron is startled to the point he falls back off of the apron and to the floor.

Nick Hanson: Whoa!!!

Miranda Augustino: There he is!!

Steven Brody: Expect the unexpected with this man! Somebody check on Greg. I hope he didn’t hurt himself.

Isabella Salvatore hurries out of the ring, just as startled as the cameraman was and moves back to her post with her microphone.

Isabella Salvatore: Ahem! From The Depths Of All Psycho…weighing in at 289lbs…MYRIAD!!!

Myriad moves to his corner and starts removing his ring gear.

Miranda Augustino: Where the hell did he even come from so sudden like?!

Steven Brody: I think Isabella just announced that.

Miranda Augustino: Jefe, you ain’t funny.

Steven Brody: C’mon, that was good.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing his opponent…


The lights in the mall flicker out as Porcelain & The Tramps' "King Of The World” begins to play. As it does, the lights begin to flicker as if there’s an electrical disturbance and a rumbling can be heard. The crowd actually looks a little uneasy as they start looking around them.


The lights stop flickering and the entryway is illuminated by a spotlight, filled with smoke billowing in front of the curtain. Small pyro cannons spew flames from them, making the smoking area appear to be the impact spot of an astral object.


Moving inside the smoke, a kneeling figure stands up to their feet. As the second verse hits, the lights switch, coming on to light up the stage and ramp in a soft white but still leaving the arena dark. We see the figure in detail now as Adrianna Salvatore lifts her head and stares down at the ring from under her hood. She steps forward, approaching the ring with a calm sense of purpose in her steps.

Isabella Salvatore: On her way to the ring!! From Brooklyn, New York!! Representing Legacies...ADRIIIAAANNAAAAAAAAA....SALVAAAAAAAATOOOOOOOREEEEEE!!!!!

Adrianna reaches ringside and runs up onto the apron, kneeling upon it on one knee. Now, we see that wicked smile of hers as she licks her teeth. She turns around on the apron, skillfully and slides herself in, backwards under the bottom rope. Standing to her feet, Adrianna moves to a turnbuckle and climbs up. She throws back her hood and flips back her hair, letting out a roar before casting her gaze upon the audience with a wicked smile forming. Stepping down from the turnbuckle, she removes her vest, folds it and carefully hands it to the timekeeper before preparing for the match.

Steven Brody: You two ready for this one?

Miranda Augustino: Ready as ever!!

Nick Hanson: I’ll admit, I’ve got goosebumps, realizing this one’s about to happen. Might be a once in a lifetime showdown!

Referee James Greer, Senior Official of Collision raises the Event Horizon Championship to the crowd and shows it to the two finalists before passing it out of the ring.

Steven Brody: I had James Greer take this one personally because he might be the only official we have that can make sure this one doesn’t get TOO out of hand. No disrespect to the rest of our referee team.

Miranda Augustino: Nah, good call, jefe. This one’s bound to be nasty!

The referee calls for the bell!


Nick Hanson: Ohhhhh, ladies and gentlemen. People in attendance and those watching at home. I don’t think you could ask for a potentially more violent matchup for this finals bout than between these two competitors. Myriad! Salvatore! One of these two will walk out of Bloomington, Minnesota as the inaugural Event Horizon Champion!

Miranda Augustino: I don’t know, Nicky. One of them will have the belt in their possession but they both might get carried out of here! Or even airlifted!

Steven Brody: Matchups like this are why we offer insurance.

The two step up to the center of the ring with Myriad looming over Salvatore but even then she’s not backing down or showing any sign of second guessing this fight. Myriad tilts his head to the side and slowly lifts his arms up to the side as if inviting her to take the first shot. Salvatore smiles. Her eyes roll back and her tongue slides out from behind her teeth as she draws her thumb across her throat, garnering a pop from the crowd of fans surrounding the designated area. Myriad lowers his arms and his shoulders shake with a laugh before he suddenly lifts an arm and catches Salvatore with an overhead fist to the shoulder. Salvatore drops to a knee but pushes right back up and bows up against her towering opponent again. Myriad tilts his head, curious as to her response. He rears up his arm and brings it down again in another hammer fist. Salvatore drops and pushes back up again. Myriad laughs again, nodding and looking around at the fans. He grabs Salvatore around the back of the head and looks for a third shot but this time Salvatore parries it with her forearm and nails him in the throat with a chop! Bloomington goes wild as Myriad staggers back a step and Salvatore starts firing off with right hand after hand, just taking the giant across the jaw like a woman possessed.

Nick Hanson: Big right hand by Salvatore! And another right hand! And another! Backing Myriad up into the corner!

Steven Brody: She’s got him rocked at the start of this match! I’ve never seen this with him before!

Miranda Augustino: Let’s go, chica!! Let’s go!

Salvatore backs Myriad up against the turnbuckle and continues firing off on him. The referee can only stand back and watch as a break can’t be forced but Myriad manages one on his own as he reaches up and catches Salvatore by the throat and just muscles her out of the corner with her hands locked around his wrist. He shoves her back, almost like a child and sends her rolling across the mat. Salvatore pops up into a sort of football pose and charges back in, catching Myriad by surprise as she drives her shoulder into his midsection and actually lifts him off his feet, carrying him back into the corner!

Steven Brody: You gotta be kidding me!

Miranda Augustino: Dios mio!

Nick Hanson: That’s almost 300lbs, lifted right off the mat!! That’s the power of the Walking Apocalypse!

Salvatore drives Myriad against the turnbuckles, grabs the middle ropes on either side of him and starts thrusting her shoulder into his stomach over and over. Myriad’s feeling each impact as his body jolts each time and grunts in pain from the strikes, but he locks his fists together and raises his arms, starting to hammer down across Salvatore’s back until her onslaught stops and she falls to a knee. He grabs her down around the waist, laughing again as he effortlessly muscles her up for a powerbomb. To the shock of the fans, he turns, looking to throw her down over the ropes and to the floor, but as he sets up for the toss, Salvatore catches one of his wrists and gets her legs wrapped around his arm. She throws herself back and now Myriad’s trapped in a Triangle Armbar over the rope with Salvatore just letting her own weight do the damage. Myriad growls in pain as he tries to muscle her back up but she jerks her body back, giving a yank of his arm and straightening the limb out again. Myriad tries again and Salvatore unties her ankles and kicks him in the face with her heel, throwing off his focus again. As soon as she does, she crosses her legs again and torques back on that arm. Myriad suddenly roars out in pain and starts pounding his fist on the turnbuckle.

Steven Brody: Ladies and gentlemen, I think Myriad’s hurt!

Miranda Augustino: She’s got him! She’s got him! She can make him tap in less than five minutes!

Nick Hanson: That was a sound I’ve never heard from this monster, folks!

Steven Brody: I think she may have dislocated his shoulder!

Myriad can’t seem to pull Salvatore up anymore but to the surprise of everyone, he reaches down over the ropes, grabbing the middle and pulls up. His feet leave the mat and the Mall of America crowd gasps as both wrestlers go tumbling down to the floor and come apart from each other. Myriad rolls on the floor, clutching his shoulder as Salvatore quickly scrambles to make it to her feet. Already looking wild eyed, she storms towards the ringside staff, Isabella the ring announcer to get up. She grabs her chair and snaps it closed.

Steven Brody: Oh, give me a break. Come on, Adrianna!

Miranda Augustino: She’s about to give Myriad a break! Gonna break his fucking head in!

Nick Hanson: This woman plus foreign objects is never a good thing.

Steven Brody: Not for who she’s facing, for sure!

Salvatore makes her way back over to Myriad as he climbs back to his feet and he turns around just in time for her to wallop him across the skull with the chair, hard enough for them to probably hear it back in the Food Court! Myriad staggers back and Salvatore strikes him again. He staggers back and leans against the ring apron. She thrusts the edge of the chair into his ribs, causing him to double over and nails him across the back with the chair, sending him stumbling away from her until he falls to his hands and knees again. Salvatore sets up the chair, positioning it for sitting again but facing the ring on that side. Then, she starts backing up. A quick shot from another camera shows a red spot starting to grow under the dirty bandages around the face of Myriad.

Nick Hanson: Oh, ladies and gentlemen, I think Myriad’s busted open!

Miranda Augustino: She got him good, too!

Myriad starts getting up to his feet again and begins to turn back around. As he does, Salvatore comes running in, leaps off the chair and sails towards him through the air with her fist cocked!

Steven Brody: TA-01?! YE–OHHHHHOOOO!!!

Salvatore does go for 1994 TA-01 but Myriad hits a European Uppercut that blasts her out of the air and she crashes to the floor! Now it’s Salvatore’s turn to writhe on the padding as Myriad steps away from her, clutching his shoulder still. He lifts his arm, hissing in pain as he finds a grip on the connection between the ringpost and the lower turnbuckle on the ring. He jerks the rest of his body back and roars in pain as, now, the camera hears a pop and he steps back from the ring apron.

Nick Hanson: Ooh, I think Myriad just popped that shoulder back into the socket, Steve!

Steven Brody: It sounds like he did, Nick!

Miranda Augustino: God, I can’t imagine…

Steven Brody: Hurts worse than when it comes out, trust me.

Meanwhile, Salvatore gets up onto her knees and the camera sees blood running down her chin from her mouth. She’s still seeing stars as Myriad comes over and grabs her by the hair, pulling her to her feet. He takes her by the arm and Irish Whips her into and around the ringpost, sending her reeling to the floor. Myriad now starts digging under the ring for more weapons. Chairs, kendo sticks, cookie sheets. Almost everything he finds, he shakes his head dismissively and tosses them into the ring, discarding them. He pulls out a table and considers it but he lets it fall to the floor behind him and keeps searching. He comes back up with something in his hand and his eyes light up like a child on Christmas morning as he brings up…a potato peeler?!

Miranda Augustino: Ayyo?!

Nick Hanson: What the– Steve?!

Steven Brody: I wanna know who put that under there, just as much as you two!

Miranda Augustino: You don’t know?!

Steven Brody: I told the ring crew to stash some things under the ring for this match but that right there is a little insane!

Miranda Augustino: Did they get that from outside?! Who’s serving the sides today?!

Myriad makes his way over to Salvatore, brandishing the peeler. As he approaches, he catches her by the throat and goes in with his weapon but she grabs him by the wrist with both hands to try and fight him off. Myriad smiles sadistically through his bandages as he inches the peeler closer and closer to her face but Salvatore finally brings her leg back and lets it fly, hoofing him right up between the legs! Myriad buckles and stumbles back, dropping the peeler and clutching his groin.

Miranda Augustino: Whooooooo!! Simón, carnala!

Nick Hanson: We saw with Austin Ramsey in the Quarterfinals, no matter who they are, that’s an effective method to stop their momentum!

Steven Brody: Hey, no disqualification. You can’t knock it!

Miranda Augustino: Heh, she just did. Ayyooooooooo!!

Salvatore catches her breath from having it squeezed out of her and picks up the peeler. She smirks at it and walks over to Myriad on his knees and starts pulling at the bandages around his head, beginning to unravel them from the top, going down.

Miranda Augustino: I don’t think I wanna see what’s under those, guys. Do you?

Salvatore gets the bandages unwrapped from the top, just down to above the bridge of Myriad’s nose. Enough to expose his forehead. She then starts stabbing the end of the blade down upon his head, repeatedly. Myriad’s already got fresh blood from the chair shots just moments ago but Salvatore’s assault is opening that wound up even more. The blood’s starting to flow even more as Salvatore finally digs the tip in and rolls her wrist, twisting it into Myriad’s flesh.Eventually, she lets him go and throws the peeler clear over the ring. It just so happens the land on the commentary table right in front of Miranda Augustino who looks down at the bloodied tool like a deer in headlights.

Miranda Augustino: ....Oh god….

Salvatore grabs Myriad behind the head and starts hitting him as hard as she can with elbow strikes to the jaw and the side of the neck. He sways but doesn’t fall and she finally grabs him under his nose and just pulls up, forcing him to his feet.

Adrianna Salvatore: Get your ass up!

She gets him on his feet and hits a knee to the midsection before going for an Irish Whip but Myriad reverses it and sends her careening out of control towards the metal railing. Salvatore’s able to catch it at the last second and vault over into the front row. Myriad runs forward for a big boot but Salvatore side steps and his leg gets caught over the railing. She grabs him by the calf and spins out into a Dragonscrew Legwhip, torquing his leg right over the barricade. Myriad goes down, grabbing his knee! Salvatore hops over to the other side again and walks over to the ring where she reaches inside the ropes to grab one of the things Myriad discarded. The trash can. She saunters back over, wiggling it at him, asking “what, you don’t like this one? You don’t wanna use it?” Then racks him over the head with it while he’s on his knees. Myriad sways, looks up at Salvatore and laughs through the pain. Salvatore rears up and smashes him over the head again. He falls back, but catches himself on his hand and rights himself again, laughing more. Salvatore shakes her head in disbelief and slides the bin over Myriad’s head and shoulders. He doesn’t even fight her over it. She steps back, drawing her thumb across her throat again, turns that hand into pointing like a gun and…

Adrianna Salvatore: CLICK!

Crowd: BOOM TIME!

Salvatore charges in and takes flight, delivering “Rogue Planet” (V-Trigger) to the trash can over Myriad’s head! The crowd roars for the creativity as Myriad finally drops back onto the floor, Michael Myers style. Salvatore throws herself onto Myriad for a cover right there!


Myriad kicks out from inside the trash can! Salvatore’s in a bit of disbelief but she picks him back up to his feet and laughs, patting the front of the bin, impressed. Myriad uses this sensory to scout where she is and he lunges forward, essentially headbutting her with the trash can! Salvatore staggers back, grabbing her head and Myriad manages to wriggle the bin off of his body and into his hands. He rears back and lets the trash can fly, pelting Salvatore in the face with it at full velocity. His hair, now exposed, hangs around his half bandaged face as he stares wild eyed and grabs Salvatore by the back of the neck and runs her face first into the ring post before throwing her over the barricade again. This time, Myriad steps over with no issue and the fans clear the way. He grabs Salvatore up by the hair and drags her through the crowd, looking for something to use until his eyes fall on the giant fountain in the middle of the floor.

Nick Hanson: The hell is he doing…?

Steven Brody: Inquiring minds DON”T wanna know. I’m a little worried about that look in his eyes.

Miranda Augustino: I dunno what he’s doing but he–OH!! OH SHIT!!!

Miranda exclaims as Myriad drags Salvatore over to the fountain and dunks her head into the water! Her arms thrash around, trying to get him off of her but he’s much too strong, given his size advantage in this predicament. He pulls her hair up, splashing water all over them as Salvatore sucks in a deep breath. The water in the fountain is starting to become tinted with her blood.

Myriad: Adrianna… Make a wish!

Myriad dunks her down again and holds her there. She continues to thrash for a few seconds before her arms fall limp into the water. Myriad looms over her, turning to the booing crowd.

Miranda Augustino: He didn’t just… No way. Do we want the EMTs?

Steven Brody: I’d hate to stop this match but we had to know it was a possibility.

Nick Hanson: Adrianna Salvatore is not moving, folks!

Miranda Augustino: Wait-wait-wait, what the?!

Salvatore does begin to move as Myriad relishes in what he thinks will be a knockout victory and the Walking Apocalypse suddenly lifts her head out of the water, one fist clenched tight. She flings her hair back, going wild eyed and turns around. Myriad notices the change in the tone of the fans and starts to turn around just in time to catch a right hook across the jaw! Myriad staggers and a couple of coins go flying! Salvatore nails him again and another coin goes flying.

Steven Brody: Salvatore’s fighting back! Laying into Myriad!

Nick Hanson: Why is there change flying is…? Is she…?

Miranda Augustino: AYO, THIS BITCH GOT A HANDFUL OF QUARTERS!!!! SHE’S KNUCKLE DUSTING HIS ASS!!! LET’S GO, CHICA!!

Salvatore continues just feeding Myriad shots with that loaded right hand, knocking him back more and more. He staggers back after a haymaker and hunches over, looking out on his feet. Salvatore cocks her fist and runs in, delivering a loaded “1994 TA-01” (Superman Punch) across the jaw of Myriad. He spins out and hits the wall, sliding down with his hand running over the button to the elevator. The door starts to open as Salvatore goes for a cover. The referee slides into position on the marble floor as the fans run over to catch up.


Myriad manages a kick out and shoves Salvatore off of him, shoving her right into the open elevator!! She makes it back up and starts to move towards Myriad again while he’s on the floor but he blocks her with his boot and shoves her back inside and before she can make it to him, the doors close! Myriad staggers up to his feet and gives a quick look around. He lifts his gaze to the upper level and sneers evilly, turning and heading up the escalator to catch Salvatore on the second floor. As he waits for the elevator, something catches his eye and he turns his back to it, looking at a poster through the window of the video game store.


Just then…DING…...Myriad hears the elevator. He turns around and ADRIANNA SALVATORE COMES CHARGING OUT OF THE OPEN DOORS WITH THE “G.R.B”, SPEARING HIM THROUGH THE WINDOW OF THE STORE!!!!! The glass shatters and both competitors go down hard onto the floor!

Miranda Augustino: OHMYGOD!!!!!

Nick Hanson: WHOA!!!! Uhhhhh!!!! Steve?! You’re paying for that, right?!

Steven Brody: Yeah, yeah… Yeah…I’m paying for it. Don’t worry…

Steven Brody’s briefly shown at the commentary table with his hand over his face before cutting back to the match. Salvatore staggers to her feet and looks around her. She clears off the empty advertisement cases from one of the center displays and lifts up the metal rack itself. Myriad gets back up and Salvatore charges forward, using the rack like a battering ram to send him back out of the store and into the main area of the mall itself. He goes down again and she takes the rack and just throws it down onto him. Salvatore picks him up and the two start trading blows again, clutching onto one another. Myriad starts to win the exchange of strikes so Salvatore doubles down and throws her weight into him while he’s on unsteady feet and the two go tumbling back down the escalator!!

Nick Hanson: AAGH!!! OH JEEZ!!! THAT’S GONNA HURT!!!

Steven Brody: I don’t think it’s gonna hurt them anymore than they already have, Nick!

Miranda Augustino: At least our game poster looked cool!

Myriad and Salvatore lay out on the floor at the bottom of the escalator with the referee checking on them both. Getting back up is a slow and painful process as bruises and abrasions are already showing from tumbling down the automated stairwell. Myriad seizes control of the match again, catching Salvatore in the ribs with a knee lift and brings a hammering forearm down across her back. He grabs her by the head again and starts dragging her back to the ring. This time, he simply kicks the barricade aside and throws her back in under the bottom rope.

Nick Hanson: This is getting real ugly, folks.

Miranda Augustino: You can say that again!

Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!

Myriad climbs up and steps over the top rope. He picks up a steel chair, cocks it back and brings it down, right over the crown of her skull. Salvatore drops down onto her ass and falls back onto the mat. Blood starts pooling from a fresh cut on her forehead and Myriad tosses the chair aside, dropping down for a cover.


Salvatore kicks out! Myriad laughs again and pushes his bloody hair out of his eyes, slicking it back with his own crimson lifeforce. A chilling, almost disgusting visage. He grabs the table and starts setting it up. He steps out of the ring again and digs underneath the apron for something else before coming back up with two objects in his hand that get the crowd roaring again. A grill lighter and a bottle of fluid!

Steven Brody: Uh-oh! I think Myriad might be giving a shoutout to Austin Ramsey with this one.

Nick Hanson: He did seem impressed with his opponent in that match, Steve! Call this a nod of respect maybe?

Miranda Augustino: I don’t think Adrianna Salvatore’s gonna see it that way!

Myriad drenches the table top in lighter fluid, tosses the bottle aside and starts trying to strike the lighter. It takes a few times before it produces a flame but just as it does, Salvatore’s back on her feet! She grabs Myriad from behind and jacks him up into a Saito Suplex onto the mat with a roar of exertion! Salvatore staggers up and back into a corner, readying herself. She holds onto the ropes and bends her knees, poised to strike as she watches Myriad roll around on the mat in an effort to get up. Blood pours down her face as she clenches her teeth. She shakes her head, flicking blood and hair out of her eyes. She laughs, sticking her tongue out, looking absolutely maddened. Myriad makes it up, turns and Salvatore explodes out of the corner, crashing into him with “G.R.B” (Striking Spear)! Cover!


Myriad kicks out again! Salvatore shoots up in disbelief, shrugging her hands and gets back up. She returns to the corner and this time, she cocks her fist for another big move. Myriad grabs the ropes and pulls himself up. When he’s back up, Salvatore rushes in, looking for another 1994 TA-01 but Myriad catches her into a Powerbomb setup! But Salvatore counters! Hurricanra–NO! Myriad keeps her in place as she leans back and he steps down into it, catching her into a Grapevine hold. He spins around to catch her upper body into a Full Nelson! The “Soul Reaper”!!!! Salvatore screams as Myriad wrenches back on it. The referee drops down to check if Salvatore wishes to tap out. She shakes her head furiously, flicking blood all over them. Myriad snarls and tightens his grip, wrenching that in even tighter. Salvatore continues to struggle and eventually gets her feet loose but Myriad still has that Full Nelson locked in tight. She gets her feet up against the middle rope. It’s not for a rope break but Salvatore pushes off of it to bounce herself back and she rolls backwards, forcing Myriad onto the mat. His shoulders are down! The referee drops down for a cover!


Myriad releases the hold and sends Salvatore rolling off of him. She lies there in pain as Myriad gets back to his feet again. He grabs her by the arms and drags her over to the corner between the turnbuckles and the table he set up. Once again, Myriad goes for the grill lighter and flicks away at the button. The lighter produces a flame again and he touches it to the table top, setting it ablaze in a horrifyingly beautiful inferno! Myriad throws the lighter out of the ring and grabs Salvatore, dragging the nigh-lifeless woman up to her feet. He sets her up on the turnbuckle and looks for a Superplex but the pair start fighting for the advantage up top. Salvatore fights to get out of the Superplex hold and Myriad fights to keep her weakened long enough to execute the move. Salvatore blatantly goes low again, as per the rules allotted of the match and nails Myriad between the legs once more. Myriad buckles and Salvatore gets the setup for a Powerbomb. She’s not gonna try and lift him on the ropes but she does something we don’t see her do often and springs over Myriad, landing with her feet on the mat and delivers a Sunset Flip Powerbomb! STRAIGHT THROUGH THE BURNING TABLE!!!! Salvatore slides down against the turnbuckles, panting heavily as Myriad lays there on the mat.

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

Steven Brody: What a counter by Adrianna Salvatore on the big man Myriad! If she can capitalize!

Nick Hanson: She needs to get a cover!

Miranda Augustino: Get over there, chica!

Salvatore pushes out of the corner and starts crawling towards Myriad. She gets over his legs as he suddenly sits right up and the two find themselves bloody face to bloody face. Myriad starts to laugh. Salvatore starts to laugh with him. They press their foreheads together and use each other to pick themselves up. Myriad even stays leaning over to keep their heads together when he finds his feet. He motions for Salvatore to bring it. Salvatore demands the same from him. Myriad insists “ladies first” and Salvatore obliges, blasting him with a forearm. Myriad answers back with one of his own! Salvatore gives him a backhand chop. Myriad answers with a throat thrust. Salvatore fires back with a closed right haymaker. Myriad throws a right fist. Salvatore throws another. Myriad throws another! Salvatore throws another! Myriad! Salvatore! Myriad! Salvatore! Myriad! Salvatore! MYRIAD! SALVATORE! MYRIAD! SALVATORE! MYRIAD! SALVATORE! MYRIAD! This last shot from Myriad sends Salvatore back into the ropes and she comes back with a step-up “Rogue Planet” into the jaw! Myriad staggers backwards. Salvatore hits the ropes again and comes in for another but MYRIAD CATCHES HER OUT OF THE AIR FOR AN IRISH CURSE BACKBREAKER, THEN TRANSITIONS IT RIGHT INTO A SWINGING FLATLINER!!! “DIA DE MUERTOS” FROM MYRIAD!!!!!! HE COVERS!!!!!


SALVATORE KICKS OUT!!!! SALVATORE KICKS OUT!!!! Myriad sits up on his knees and brings one foot up onto the mat. Even he’s looking to be in disbelief now. He picks Salvatore up and hooks his arms around her waist, hoisting her up delivering a Powerbomb but he holds on at the end! He lifts her up and delivers another Powerbomb! He’s going for “The Kiss Of The Cerebrus”!!! Myriad looks for that third and final powerbomb that would be onto his knee but Salvatore drags her fingernails across his forehead right into the gash she caused earlier. Myriad loses his grip and Salvatore slips down, SPIKING HIM WITH A DDT ONTO THE MAT!!! Salvatore staggers to her feet and back into the ropes. Myriad lifts up onto his knees. He starts to push up and Salvatore comes off the ropes, running in with “1994 TA-01”!!! SUPERMAN PUNCH ACROSS THE JAW OF MYRIAD!!!! Salvatore falls back over his form, stacked on top of him, belly up, but it’s a legal cover!


MYRIAD GRABS HER UNDER THE ARMS AND LOCKS IN THE “SOUL REAPER” AGAIN!!! Salvatore thrashes and kicks her legs to get free. Myriad looks to trap the legs with his own but he can’t seem to get them just right. The referee checks to see if Salvatore wants to submit but she manages to pull Myriad and herself up onto their knees. Straining from the monster’s grasp, she finds her feet, forcing Myriad to his own as well. Myriad starts to whip her around, adding more pain to the already uncomfortable hold. All of a sudden, though, Salvatore lifts her arms up and drops down onto her ass, sliding free of the hold. She rolls back, under Myriad’s legs and wraps hers around one of his, forcing him to face plant into the mat. The crowd gasps as Salvatore then scrambles up by his head and catches him in “THE LAMENT CONFIGURATION” (RINGS OF SATURN CROSSFACE)!!!!!!

Nick Hanson: These two competitors are leaving every ounce of blood and sweat in this ring, folks!

Steven Brody: This is how bad both of them want this championship sitting right in front of us, Nick!

Miranda Augustino: Salvatore’s escaped the Soul Reaper twice, but can Myriad escape the Lament Configuration?!

The referee checks for Myriad’s submission but all he does is growl and scream through clenched teeth, absolutely refusing to do so, even as Salvatore starts to rock and thrash her body to add insult to injury on the hold. Finally, Myriad finds an out as Salvatore absent mindedly moves her thumb over his mouth and he immediately clamps down onto it with his teeth!! Now Salvatore’s screaming as Myriad bites down harder and harder, looking to take her thumb clean off! She releases the hold but Myriad keeps hold of her thumb and now Salvatore’s throwing hammerfists across his head to just make him let go. Myriad does, mercifully, but only after he’s back on his feet and has Salvatore by the throat where he lifts her up slowly while biting into her thumb, letting her scream more. When he does let go of her thumb, he drops her down into a Chokeslam over his knee! He keeps hold of her throat and pulls her into a Suplex hold and lifts her up!

Nick Hanson: Oh my god, here it comes!!

Steven Brody: He calls this the Fall From Grace! No one’s kicked out of this!

Miranda Augustino: Get out of it, chica!

Salvatore starts throwing her knee down over Myriad’s head, trying to get out of the hold. Myriad doubles over and Salvatore starts trying to lift him up now!

Miranda Augustino: Ground Zero!! She’s going for Ground Zero!!

Nick Hanson: If she can hit this, that’s it!!

Steven Brody: Can she get him up?!

Miranda Augustino: She’s gotten big motherfuckers up before!!

Salvatore tries to lift but it becomes apparent that the bite on her thumb is causing problems as she lets go of Myriad’s waistline on his gear. Myriad seizes the opportunity and lifts her up again! This time he wastes no time as he drops Salvatore, catches her around the waist and sits out into the “FALL FROM GRACE” (STEINER SCREWDRIVER)!!!! Salvatore falls to the mat, motionless. Myriad plants his hands on her chest for the cover!


Isabella Salvatore: Here is your winner…AAAAAAND THE NFW EVENT HORIZON CHAMPION….MYRIAD!!!!!

Steven Brody: Myriad has done it! Winner of the tournament and the inaugural champion!

Nick Hanson: What a war these two went through in this finals match!

Miranda Augustino: I’m speechless. Might be a little sick. Can someone get rid of this potato peeler?! I ain’t touching it!

Nick Hanson: Steve, are you gonna…?

Steven Brody: I am, Nick.

Miranda Augustino: Oh thanks, boss man! You’re a br–wait, where you going?! Get rid of this peeler!

The crowd can’t believe what they all witnessed in this match as Myriad falls back onto his ass, bloody and exhausted. He gets to his feet and looks down at his opponent. A mix of surprise and amazement on his face as Steven Brody comes into the ring, carrying the Event Horizon Championship in his hands. Myriad cranes his head around, grinning like a madman at the CEO as Brody stands there with the title in hand, nodding to him. He motions for Myriad to turn around to which Myriad obliges, laughing madly as he spreads his arms to the side, closes his eyes and raises his face towards the lights. Steven Brody steps in behind him and proceeds to clasp the championship belt around his waist.

Nick Hanson: There you have it, folks. Your inaugural Event Horizon Champion: Myriad!

Miranda Augustino: One of the most insane, violent wrestlers I’ve ever laid eyes on, Nick.

Myriad turns around and accepts a handshake by Steven Brody but he tugs him in at the last second and stares him in the eyes. To his credit, Brody holds his composure as Myriad grins wickedly at him. This amuses the champion as he chuckles and pats Brody on the face before letting him go and the CEO steps out of the ring to return to the commentary table.

Miranda Augustino: You alright there, bossman?

Steven Brody: Yeah. I’m fine. I’ll admit, I may have gotten lucky in that encounter.

Nick Hanson: Uhhh, Steve? He left you a little souvenir on…

Brody checks and finds that Myriad has smeared blood on his cheek which he calmly proceeds to wipe off as Myriad walks around the ring, brandishing his title around his waist.