Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Jul 22, 2023 14:08:57 GMT -8
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Lucas Knox: Hell of a show on deck for tonight, everyone! We are one week away from Sudden Death IV and there you can see it! The pyramid structure in which the main event will take place. The Guardians of the Pyramid!
Miranda Augustino: Simón, carnal!
The camera pans to where, off in a cordoned off section in the crowd, away from the main ring, the glass structure seen at WrestleStock last week has been re-erected inside the Colosseum. A massive pyramid of tinted glass panels that reaches up to the ceiling at the very tip.
Seth Ernst: One week from tonight, seven individuals will meet inside that structure in a gauntlet match to see who will walk out of Sudden Death either “And still” in Stacy Jones’ case or in the case of six other ambitious challengers, “And new” New Frontier Champion.
Lucas Knox: And we have to remind everyone, no champion has ever retained the title within this match. This is a case where the odds are stacked against the champion, for sure.
Seth Ernst: But they still have a week to prepare, all of them. Tonight, we merely continue on the road to that final destination and to start things off, let’s take it to the entry stage where our General Manager, LeeAnn Viskan is standing by!
The camera cuts over to the stage where LeeAnn Viskan is standing in the center of the stage, between the two tunnels. Behind her is a fully set up squat rack with all of the weights and accessories. She’s dressed to her own standard of the nines in form fitting black pants, knee high boots and a comfortable but fashionable blue blouse. She lifts the mic, smirking devilishly as she speaks.
LeeAnn Viskan: Good evening, Chicago! How we feeling tonight?!
Chicago gives a pop as LeeAnn opens her arms out, bidding that the world hear the people of the New Frontier universe.
LeeAnn Viskan: Now, I know you all came here to see people kicking ass inside that ring down there, but after a little altercation at WrestleStock last week - shout out to UGWC - my curiosity got the better of me so I decided to book a little contest. One of the attractions last week in our Welcome to the New Frontier District, was called “Can You Outlift A Titan?” We had a lot of takers who stepped up to the plate, including our very own United States Champion, Lana Corvin.
LeeAnn pauses as the crowd starts to boo at the name. She closes her eyes, nodding and raises a hand, asking for their silence.
LeeAnn Viskan: I know, I know. I was as irritated as you all are when I thought I was gonna see that showdown but it turned into just another scrap. So! That being said! We’re gonna get the answer to that question, right here! Right now! In NFW’s hometown of the Windy City! Can Lana Corvin outlift a Titan? Introducing first, the woman of the hour herself. Our United States Champion, Lana Corvin! Let’s hear it for her!
LeeAnn Viskan: Welcome champ. Nice of your friends to join us here tonight. Next up! Her opponent! The Titan, himself, Atlas!
LeeAnn Viskan: Lady. Gentleman. I’ve borrowed Collision’s Senior Official James Greer for this contest. As a fitness trainer himself, he’ll be overseeing and recording your results. You’ll start at one hundred pounds on the bar, moving up in fifty pound increments an—
Lana Corvin suddenly grabs her hand and pulls the mic over to her mouth.
Lana Corvin: Save that warmup shit for the kids, “boss lady.” Let’s put one fifty onto the bar and start this right.
LeeAnn promptly pulls her hand back, not looking amused at all but she turns to Atlas.
Lana Corvin: Well then, what do you say? One fifty plus bar. You down for that?
Atlas looks around as the crowd cheers him on. He leans down into the mic as LeeAnn holds it up, staring right back at Lana.
Atlas: Rack that shit up. Ya Heard?
LeeAnn Viskan: Alright then! That’s gonna be a starting total of 195, ladies and gents! Rack it up and let’s go! Now then. I have a coin here. Champ. I’ll let you do the honors. Call it. Heads or tails.
Lana Corvin: Heads.
LeeAnn flips the coin, catches it and slaps it down onto the back of her microphone hand. She looks at it, then holds her arm out for Lana and Atlas to both see the result before announcing into the mic.
LeeAnn Viskan: Heads it is! Who’s going first, Lana?
Lana Corvin: Let me show this motherfucker how it’s done.
The crowd boos at her arrogance as she pulls her hoodie off of her shoulders and passes it off to Jamie Austin. She removes the United States Championship from her waist and hands it to Alexandra Calaway. Lana cracks her neck and rolls her shoulders as she steps up to the rack and gets into position.
LeeAnn Viskan: This is 195. One rep! Let’s see it. On your mark when you’re ready!
Lana lifts the bar off of the rack and steps back two steps. She squats down and comes back up, lifting the weight up on her shoulders to complete the rep with apparent ease. The members of Legacies cheer as she racks the weight back and steps forward, throwing her fists up and flexes her biceps. LeeAnn applauds. Even Atlas and the Titans applaud, showing Lana some respect.
LeeAnn Viskan: Atas, you’re up. On your mark, when ready.
Atlas steps into position, hunches down low to get under the bar and lifts it up onto his shoulders. He steps back. Squats down and effortlessly pushes the weight up, racking it back. The Titans cheer their guy. LeeAnn applauds. Legacies shake their head while Lana gives a little golf clap.
LeeAnn Viskan: That’s 150 plus a 45 pound bar for the first round. For the next round, we’re going to add another 50 pounds! A total of 245!
Referee James Greer adds more plates to both sides of the bar as Lana Corvin steps up. She picks the bar up, steps back and completes one rep with just a hint of visible difficulty before racking the weight back. She lets out a triumphant roar and throws her hands up to another mixed reaction from the crowd, the GM, Legacies and the Titans. Atlas steps up next for his turn and picks the bar up onto his shoulders. He steps back, squats down, and pushes it back up, completing the required rep with a bit of an exhale before racking it back. A thunderous applause from Chicago and the Titans and GM while Legacies feign a show of respect.
LeeAnn Viskan: Fifty more pounds on the bar, for a total of 295!
James Greer adds the appropriate plates. Lana Corvin steps up, picks up the bar and does her rep, tightening her jaw as she exhales and gets it back up. She racks the bar back and shakes it off. There’s a more positive overall reaction from the crowd this time. Love her or hate her, that was impressive. Atlas steps up into position next, nodding respectfully to Lana before he gets into position. He picks up the 295 pounds on his shoulders and steps back, completing the rep with a little grunt and sets it back.
LeeAnn Viskan: Very impressive, from both of these athletes! Let’s add another 50 to the bar and keep this going! 300 plus the bar. That’s 345!
James Greer adds the weight. Both Lana Corvin and Atlas take their turns stepping into position to lift the bar and completing the single required rep. It’s visibly a little more difficult for them as they start to strain and breathe heavier but both of them finish the round. Chicago’s getting fully behind both competitors now, starting an alternating “LET’S GO LANA - LET’S GO ATLAS” chant.
LeeAnn Viskan: That’s what I’m talking about, Chicago! Let’s see how much longer they can go! Fifty more pounds for a total of 395!
The contest continues on as Lana Corvin and Atlas both take turns completing a rep for the weight. Again, it’s visibly more difficult but they do it. Both are starting to look more tired now but LeeAnn Viskan continues to hype up the crowd as well as them, on top of each of their teams showing support.
LeeAnn Viskan: They’re still neck and neck! We’re going to add another 50 pounds! 445!
Seth Ernst: This is insane! Talk about a contest of strength!
Miranda Augustino: I love this!
Lucas Knox: Easily, pound for pound, two of the strongest on the roster!
The extra weight is added and Lana Corvin steps up. She lifts the bar off of the rack, steps back on shaky legs, takes a deep breath and squats down slowly. She starts pushing up, clenching her teeth as her face starts to turn red. Legacies starts to get out and Adrianna Salvatore steps up, telling Lana to breath through her lift. Lana nods, following the advice given as her jaw trembles and she pushes. She pushes and pushes and pushes and…..she gets it up! Lana straightens out her legs, racks the weight and steps out, flexing her arms down with a triumphant roar to the crowd. Chicago goes nuts for the United States Champion who’s been conducting herself reasonably respectfully during this competition. Atlas steps up next, sets his feet, lifts the bar, squats down and starts pushing up. Sweat beads down his face as he growls, straining to get the weight up. The Titans start clapping their hands, getting loud and calling out encouragement to their boy. “Let’s go, big dog!” “Get that shit!” Atlas growls louder as he fights to get the weight up. He pushes and pushes and pushes aaaaaaaand…he finally gets it up! One rep complete and he racks the bar. Atlas steps out, gesturing with holding the world on his shoulders as Chicago almost blows the roof off of the place.
Lucas Knox: How about that, ladies and gentlemen! 445 matched by both!
Seth Ernst: This is getting intense! One of them’s gotta have a limit!
Miranda Augustino: We’ll find out!
LeeAnn Viskan: I have to say, I didn’t think we’d be making it this far, ladies and gents! We’re gonna go another round. 50 more pounds! That will be a total of 495!
Lucas Knox: That is insane!
Seth Ernst: That’s almost 500 pounds!
Miranda Augustino: Dios mio!
James Greer slides the weight onto the bar and Lana Corvin steps up, taking a deep breath. Legacies stands by, applauding and cheering her on, telling her she’s got this. She steps under the bar and lifts it off of the rack. Her legs immediately begin to shake but she steadies them, breathes and slowly goes down. She starts straining, pushing, groaning, growling, trying to get that bar up. She lifts it up by just a few inches…a few inches more but her legs dip back down just a bit and she starts shaking her head, calling for help. Adrianna Salvatore quickly steps in and helps her get the bar up and back on the rack.
LeeAnn Viskan: That is an incomplete rep at 495 by Lana Corvin! If Atlas can complete this round, he will be the winner!
Adrianna and Lana step back over to Legacies and the team pats Lana on the back, supporting and reassuring her. Chicago’s even showing support for her still as Atlas gets ready to make his attempt. He lifts the bar off of the rack and steps into position. Atlas dips down and he starts lifting. He growls louder than before, exhaling heavily as he starts pushing the weight back up. He pushes and pushes. The weight goes up…and up…and up! He’s starting to get it! The Titans start cheering louder, cheering him on to get his legs straight. Chicago starts chanting louder. Sweat pours down Atlas’ face as he gets the bar up higher, coming near to completing the rep! Seething at the sight of this, Lana Corvin suddenly rushes from her and Legacies’ side. She swoops in behind Atlas and lunges forward, diving in with a chop block to the back of his right leg! Atlas falls back, pulled by the massive weight on his shoulders and goes crashing to the floor!!
Seth Ernst: Oh come on!!! What the hell?!
Lucas Knox: Talk about bad sportsmanship!
LeeAnn Viskan: What the hell are you doing?!
LeeAnn Viskan snaps into the mic as Lana Corvin stands up and looms over Atlas on the floor as he starts to clutch his knee. One of the Titans, Cronos, grabs Lana by the shoulder and spins her around, looming over her to ask what the hell her problem is. Seeing a member of Legacies get handled so roughly, Adrianna Salvatore steps in from behind and low blows Cronos right between the legs! Crius and Hyperion start to lunge forward but they’re intercepted by Alexandra Calaway, Jamie Austin and Otto Nova! An all out brawl is on as Adrianna Salvatore ground mounds Cronos and starts throwing forearms. Lana Corvin lifts Atlas’ leg she targeted and starts throwing stomps to the back of his knee, kicking like a madwoman! Chicago is booing the roof off of the place now.
Seth Ernst: Well this went from friendly competition to ugly brawl real quick!!!
Lucas Knox: You hate to see it!
Miranda Augustino: I don’t know, I love a good brawl but yeah, this one kind of soured the mood!
Security finally manages to rush in and pull both sides apart as LeeAnn Viskan calls for the ring doctor and EMTs to come help Atlas up.
Seth Ernst: Well, this is a shame, ladies and gentlemen! We’re gonna take a short break to get resituated here and we’ll be right back with you!
The shot fades out as the Titans hang back to help with Atlas while security ushers Legacies back through the tunnel and LeeAnn Viskan is left fuming!
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Miranda Augustino: THERE SHE IS!
The fans volume gets really loud as Arley Kirk hurriedly turns the corner and appears onscreen. Tonight, Arley is making with the leopard print tights, the A-Circle tank top and the purple LED wings this time.
Arley Kirk: YO YO! I's been sayin' it on social media, y'all! Mama's home, Yuhcago!
The NFW fans get louder as Arley points to the left, and she suddenly takes a right turn with the roving camera following her as she bolts up the stairs towards a balcony.
Seth Ernst: Where the hell is she going?
Miranda Augustino: Anywhere she wants, papi! You listening to these fans?
The camera stops following AK as she grins broadly, looking out among the capacity crowd from the edge of the corporate box.
Arley looks back at the camera with a wild grin..
Arley Kirk: YEET!
A different camera catches it as Arley leaps off the edge of the balcony and jumps across to the lighting truss on the stage, landing right as her music hits..
Madoka Kawada: Making her way to the ring at this time, weighing in tonight at one hundred and seven pounds and coming to us from Lake Fenton, MICHIGAN..
Arley stops to high five as many fans as she possibly can while making her way down the ramp.
Seth Ernst: I have not seen this woman perform in person before, Miranda. I have seen some footage, though. I am looking forward to a solid, action packed opener!
Arley runs down the rest of the ramp. Miranda and Seth are smart to move away from the desk as Arley leaps up on top of it, the fans joining her as she utters her patented coyote howl.
Crowd: AROOOOOOO!!!
Miranda Augustino: Yo chica be out her mind, Seth. Ya wanna watch out. In every way.
Seth seems to know his place as AK simply grabs the mic off the desk and turns it on
Arley Kirk: FAKKIN' YUH, CHICAGO!
Crowd: YUH GRRRL!
AK throws the mic down with a squeal before leaping across to the ring apron, crouching and hitting a picturesque cartwheel right over the top rope, landing in the ring and pointing to herself as Thea calls out her name..
Madoka Kawada: This is The Suicide Blonde, ARRRLEYY KIRRRRK!
Arley grins and she throws out a fist to Jimmy Bones who seems to want no part of it. He stalks the ring, awaiting the bell so he can get violent and get outta here.
Arley Kirk: Ya grumpy bazted..
She shrugs before running to the corner and eliciting another loud pop and a singalong of her theme before backflipping to get feet down to the ring. Arley lands right in front of Jimmy and she gives him a coy grin as she herself begins to circle. Her theme fades out and the referee checks both combatants..
Miranda Augustino: Jimmy Bones versus Arley Kirk and it's happenin' NOW, Ernst!
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Match #1/Singles
Arley Kirk vs. Jimmy Bones
Jimmy Bones and Arley Kirk circle around while the volume in the dome picks up more and more.
~DING DING DING~
Bones takes a running lunge, looking to take out the legs of Kirk, but she leaps up high. He moves around to back sweep, yet she leaps over that as well. Attempt at a kneeling forearm to the stomach, yet Arley catches the wrist and there's an intense stare as she latches on and she brings Bones up to his feet. BIG European uppercut, and it rocks Bones back against the ropes!
AK lunges forward and shoots him across the ring with an irish whip. Bones comes back looking for a running dropkick and Arley dives down to avoid it. Bones looking for a spinning leg drop yet Arley back rolls and instantly is back to her feet. Basement dropkick! She hits the ropes, and she comes back with a seated flipping cutter. One count on the pin, and Bones launches Arley off of him. Both of them back to their feet, and we see a fast exchange of arm drags which Bones seems to get the better of before whipping Arley hard into the corner. She bounces off and Bones sends her for another irish whip. Bones roars as he lunges forward with a lariat but Chicago goes nuts as Jimmy whiffs it as they see the patented matrix evasion of Arley for the first time in a while. Back to her feet behind him, there's a loud snap of Arley's right boot against Jimmy's head as she almost takes it off with a handspring enziguri! Jimmy tumbles out through the middle rope and out to the floor, and there's a cheer as Chicago knows what they're about to get!
Arley stops and she looks around at the fans in the Coliseum. She points to the outside and she rolls her wrists over one another, and they get even louder. They start to stomp their feet and pummel the barricade as Arley takes a run up. One bounce to the middle rope, two bounce to the top and 450 splash to the outside onto Jimmy Bones! Both of them crash into the wall with the momentum. The ref starts his count.
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
TWO
THREE
FOUR
Arley stirs, dragging Jimmy back up, but Jimmy comes back around and he angrily elbows Arley in the ribs, bounces her head off the barricade and the ring apron and then motions to ram her head into the ringpost..
FIVE
SIX
SEVEN
SIX
SEVEN
Arley puts her foot up, breaking free with a back elbow before sliding Jimmy back in and launching with a guillotine leg drop for a pin attempt.
ONE
TWO
TWO
Once more, Arley isn't looking to waste time dragging Jimmy up but he breaks away from her with elbows to the ribs, and a dropkick that staggers her back against the ropes. Irish whip but Arley reverses. She keeps hold of the arm and nails Bones with a ripcord rolling wheel kick! Arley rolls backwards, gets to her feet and there's a big pop as she hits a beautiful moonsault to cap it off - Juice box serenade!
ONE
TWO
TH~
TWO
TH~
Shoulder up by Jimmy! Arley wastes no time getting to her feet, and she goes to nail Bones with a guillotine leg drop, yet Jimmy moves and Arley eats canvas. Brutal running knee to the face, and Arley's head snaps back!
ONE
TW..
TW..
Arley kicks out, clutching her head, seeming to be in pain. Jimmy takes advantage with a standing mushroom stomp, and the crowd is relieved as Arley gets out of the way, seizing Jimmy's legs and hoisting him then ramming him back down with a wheelbarrow facebuster! It is here that we notice Arley has a steady trickle of blood dripping down from her hairline..
ONE
TWO
T~
TWO
T~
Jimmy gets a shoulder up. Arley takes an arm, and she drags him back up to his feet. She transitions into a cravate and the crowd goes crazy as she looks to cartwheel him onto his head - AK-95? No! Jimmy elbows his way free before shooting Arley into the corner where he nearly takes her head off with the lariat he was looking for before! The crowd start to BOO with every punch as Jimmy gets to five before looking for a tornado DDT..
Right as Jimmy swings around, Arley keeps the arm hooked and seizing the other one, using the turnbuckles behind for momentum to swing back around. There it is! Arley has blood streaking steadily down her face as she drops Jimmy hard with the RipLash (Berkocet) in the middle of the ring, before rolling over and scooping him into a pin where she counts along with with crowd..
ONE
TWO
THREE
~DING DING DING~
TWO
THREE
~DING DING DING~
Madoka Kawada: Here is your winner, Arley Kirk!
Seth Ernst: A returning win with the RipLash, ladies and gentlemen!
Miranda Augustino: Welcome home, AK!
Lucas Knox: It’s good to have her back!
Winner: Arley Kirk
Result: Pinfall (RipLash)
Result: Pinfall (RipLash)
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Vanessa Page: Your hair already looks spectacular, girl.
The Queen herself had a big smile on her face after hearing Vanessa's voice. The Queen's long blonde hair was being curled, she was dressed to the nines wearing a silver dress matching high heels from Christian Dior a sash that says Queen on it in pink letters. Also right next to her Is a giant expensive silver crown, and a matching Scepter right. The Malibu native soon says to her stylist.
Queen Bianca Davis: Now have I been telling you don't pull too hard on my hair, it should be treated with respect.
The Stylist nods, ignoring the quip from the catty blonde. Bianca soon spots Vanessa in the mirror as she says.
Queen Bianca Davis: Thank you darling, glad to see you doing well you and Danielle have a big match tonight, one where I want to see a statement made against the DeathRiders here tonight. I want them to learn who really runs things here on Trauma, and that is the Influencers.
Danielle walks over.
"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: You know we will. The Deathriders may have had success but so have V and I. We’ll show them that we are the best sister tandem not only on Trauma, but in all of NFW, and all of the wrestling business.
Vanessa Page:Damn right we will!
The haughty Queen nods her head and a sly smile appears on her face as she says.
Queen Bianca Davis: Good, because failure is not an option with this, we need a statement here tonight and we will have one, we already have the wildcard briefcase and soon we will show teh wannabe Queens who really runs Trauma, and that is the Influencers we sit at the head of the table.
Bianca lets out a catty laugh as she turns to her stylist.
Queen Bianca Davis: Tell me who you think has better hair than me or that little rat that will be at ringside for the Death Riders? What's her name again? Oh right Zara Ivory.
Stylist: Well I never worked on her hair but it is a cool color.
The Queen rolls her eyes in disgust, clearly wasn’t the answer she was looking for she scoffs eying them in a way like that could kill if she wanted to. The condescending tone escaping BIanca’s lips seeps like a venom.
Queen Bianca Davis: “Her hair is really cool”. Thankfully, I don’t pay you for your opinion because oh lord you’d be gone so quick, but that is okay because see my hair, and how naturally amazing it is? I don’t need to dye it every color of the rainbow just to get a pop from a bunch of neanderthals. Tonight when I am out there they will see a true regal beauty out there along with two of my very best friends doing what they do best, and that is taking out the competition and looking good doing it.
Vanessa Page: We have always been able to give the entire wrestling world a show that they have never seen before. That is why the world needs the Influencers in their lives.
"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: Now the Queens of Chaos have tried to pass themselves off as a true group of legitimate friends. Which is an obvious crock because we know the truth. That we influence the world and we will do that by knocking the Deathriders off their pedestal because that pedestal is where The Influencers should be.
Queen Bianca has a sneer plastered on her face, as she nodded pleased with what Vanessa and Danielle are saying, as the final touches are benign done to her hair, including a spraying of some expensive hair spray.
Queen Bianca Davis: I have no doubt you two will do just that, and me well I will have the best seat in the house after all, Zara might try something fishy to try and help her little Queens of Chaos friends tsk. That is where I come in, to make sure everything is right down the middle as it should be, and who is better at that than me?
Vanessa Page: That’s exactly right. We all saw what we were capable of in the past when we got together and rest assured we will do so again here in NFW. Danielle and I have proven throughout our lives what we are capable of when we are on the same team. Especially when we step into the wrestling ring together. We are well aware that The Deathriders can say the same thing but the difference between us is that we don’t attempt to pass ourselves off as queens…
"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: That’s right! In the case of The Influencers, we are actually royalty. With that being said just be prepared to bow down, ladies, because the three of us are going to get exactly what we want.
Bianca stands up and checks her hair out. The three women look at each other with a smile on their face and walk away.
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LeeAnn Viskan: Gentlemen.
Then to Atlas.
LeeAnn Viskan: Atlas. How’s the knee?
Atlas: Dandy as a motherfucker. Shit, how you think it is? Look at this shit.
He gestures to his knee as Dr. Westergaard finishes wrapping it. LeeAnn looks at the wrapping, then lifts her gaze to the doctor.
LeeAnn Viskan: How is it?
Dr. Jordan Westergaard: No bone damage. Maybe some slight ligament aggravation but as long as he takes it easy, he should be alright in a couple of weeks.
LeeAnn nods and turns back to Atlas, thinking for a moment.
LeeAnn Viskan: I wanted to apologize for how things went out there. I know that’s not how any respectable athlete prefers to win any sort of competition.
Atlas raises his eyebrows at her and scoffs.
Atlas: Bet your ass that ain’t how I like to win. Like I said before, the way that girl conducts herself? Some straight bitch shit and it stinks like hell. Ya Heard?
LeeAnn Viskan: I get that. What do you expect I should do? We can’t exactly have another contest.
Atlas chuckles, shaking his head and rubs his chin.
Atlas: Nah, babygirl, but–
LeeAnn Viskan: Excuse me?
Atlas rolls his eyes and holds up a hand apologetically.
Atlas: Sorry. Miss Viskan.
LeeAnn Viskan: LeeAnn’s fine.
Atlas: LeeAnn then. You can let me have that bitch in the ring. Tonight.
LeeAnn looks down at his knee then back up at him.
LeeAnn Viskan: With your knee like that? You really wanna take that risk?
Atlas: Man, I’ve had worse than this and could still throw down! Let me ask you. Is that the kinda person you want representing your company as U.S Champion? I might have to limp out there but, dead ass, I ain’t about to let her get away with that shit. You wanna make this right? Book it. Tonight.
LeeAnn thinks for a moment and sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. She presses her hands together against her lips. She smiles then and looks up at him.
LeeAnn Viskan: Actually? Alright. How about this? I’ll even sweeten the deal. You and Lana Corvin. Right here, tonight. You win? You will face her again. Next week. At Sudden Death. For the NFW United States Championship.
Atlas smiles. The Titans behind him do as well and rub their hands together and clap him on the shoulders. Atlas nods.
Atlas: Now I like the sound of that. You got a deal, boss lady. Appreciate you.
LeeAnn nods and offers her hand. Atlas takes her hand and shakes.
LeeAnn Viskan: Alright, then. Put some ice on that knee and go kick some ass, big man.
The General Manager turns and the camera backs out of the medical room as she exits. The door closes behind her and she steps out a bit further when the frame suddenly spots Lana Corvin standing back against the wall beside the door with her arms crossed. Sensing a presence behind her, LeeAnn smiles and slowly turns around. Lana raises an eyebrow.
Lana Corvin: Really?
LeeAnn Viskan: Really.
Lana steps away from the wall, uncrossing her arms.
Lana Corvin: Really?!
LeeAnn Viskan: Really!
The United States Champion steps up closer to the General Manager.
Lana Corvin: Really?!?!
LeeAnn Viskan: REALLY!!
LeeAnn steps up to meet her, getting nose to nose with her. The two stare each other down. Lana’s fuming as LeeAnn sneers coldly but slowly smiles a wicked smile.
LeeAnn Viskan: I told you, little girl. Don’t. Fuck with me.
LeeAnn turns and walks out of frame, continuing on to her office. Lana watches her go, narrowing her eyes and shaking her head before nodding and raises her brows before heading off towards the locker rooms again as the scene fades.
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Match #2/Tag Team
The Socialites vs. The Deathriders
~ Ding Ding Ding ~
Lilith starts out with Vanessa. The two lock-up and both start fighting dirty. Daniells starts to come in to try to help her sister but Kaya cuts her off and the two start fighting dirty as well. Kaya takes Danielle through the ropes and they bounce off the apron to the floor. Lilith starts to take headlock but Vanessa takes her to the ropes for an O’Connor roll.
ONE!
TWO!
LILITH KICKS OUT!
TWO!
LILITH KICKS OUT!
Vanessa is propelled forward and jumps up into a springboard moonsault of the top rope. Lilith moves and Vanessa crashes to the mat. Lilith cradles her.
ONE!
TWO!
DANIELLE MAKES THE SAVE!
TWO!
DANIELLE MAKES THE SAVE!
Kaya comes in after her and all four start fighting. The Socialites get dueling cradles. The Parkers roll through into reversals.
ONE!
TWO!
THE SOCIALITES KICK OUT!
TWO!
THE SOCIALITES KICK OUT!
Vanessa and Danielle knock Lilith into the corner and Kaya slides out to make a tag. Danielle gets the Princess Kick on Lilith. Vanessa hits the Empire State of Mind on Kaya. Vanessa covers Kaya.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NO!
KAYA GETS A FOOT ON THE ROPES!
TWO!
THR-NO!
KAYA GETS A FOOT ON THE ROPES!
At ringside, Bianca Davis, shoves Kaya’s foot off a little too late but it gains her an admonishment from the referee but it also draws Zara Ivory around the corner to confront her. The two stand there for a brief moment, shooting zingers back and forth before Ivory gets bored and, knowing what Davis said about her hair earlier, she whips right around, causing her green locks to paintbrush Davis harmlessly across the face as she starts to walk off. Insulted by this, the Queen screams and rushes to pounce on Ivory but the Inked Pearl spins around, catching her arm and drives her head forward into a headbutt, knocking Davis flat on her butt. The fans pop. Davis looks appalled. Ivory throws the horns and sticks her tongue out, then headbangs her hair around. The Socialites pull Kaya up and start to set her up for a double team when Lilith dives at their legs from behind. Kaya sends Danielle into the ropes and Lilith knocks her over the top. Kaya hits the Parker-Go-Round.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
~ Ding Ding Ding ~
TWO!
THREE!
~ Ding Ding Ding ~
Madoka Kawada: Here are your winners, Lilith and Kaya Parker, The Deathriders!
As the Parker sisters celebrate, Zara Ivory joins them in the ring as the Page sisters hurry out of the ring to help up their offended Queen. Bianca Davis holds a hand to her jaw, frantically asking them to check for a bruise. Once they confirm nothing has appeared yet, Davis looks relieved then goes right back to shrieking up at the Queens of Chaos. The three in the ring stand by the ropes on the entry side, facing the Influencers as Zara Ivory invites Bianca Davis to come on in and get her some.
Winners :The Deathriders
Result: Pinfall (Parker-Go-Round)
Result: Pinfall (Parker-Go-Round)
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Girls: Triniti Nirt! It's her!
Triniti Nirt: Hey, what's the big deal here, girls, children, kids, girls?
One of the girls jumps up and down before speaking.
Girl: OMG! I knew we'd find you back here! Say, is that a space burger you're eating, Trin?
Triniti laughs a little and looks around. She walks up to the girls with her arms out as if she is trying to corral them up. The girls take the hint and start walking away from catering.
Triniti Nirt: You're not supposed to be back here. It's off limits to fans. Now, what were you even coming back there to see, find, observe, see?
One of the other girls answers.
Girl: We were looking for you for autographs. We tend to wander and sneak around to get in closer to the talent.
Triniti Nirt: Now, that's not a good thing to do. You could get caught by security or worse and get thrown out never to come back to see another even there. You wouldn't want to be banned from the arena, stadium, colosseum, arena.
Triniti signs all of the things the girls brought and then sends them on their way. After they leave, she goes back to her hamburger and takes another big chomp out of it right as Trauma interviewer, Christian Lawson comes into view. Triniti rolls her eyes at the misfortunate timing.
Christian Lawson: Trinit Nirt, I was needing to get a word with you on camera for the show if you don't mind.
Triniti wipes her mouth again and finishes the bite she was working on. She nods her head.
Triniti Nirt: Sure, let's do this, let's begin, let's get it started, let's do this!
Christian Lawson: Triniti, you came back to NFW two weeks ago in tag team competition with an impressive win. Tonight you are set to face off against Otto Nova. Any comments?
Triniti Nirt: Mr. Lawson, thank you for taking time to interview me in the middle of my meal before going on to warm up. I most definitely have words to say to my opponent, Otto Nova, tonight. In fact, if you'll take your mic and hold it just like this...
She grabs Lawson's hand with the mic and moves it to where it will pick her voice up better.
Triniti Nirt: ...Then I'll be able to begin. Otto Nova, you came into NFW with much to prove. You're fairly new on the scene and you have a legacy to live up to on top of all of that. You're known as the Winged Wonder of the World and I've heard people talk about your high-flying prowess. Well, from what I've seen you spend more time on the mat than in the air. No, I don't mean you're on the mat being pinned, but your offense seems more mat-based than aerial. Nevertheless, Mr. Nova, I respect you. One hundred percent, I respect you. While I've seen and heard of you, and especially have heard of your mom who is a legend to put it lightly, I gotta ask you. Have you heard of Triniti Nirt? Have you heard of the Highest of Flyers? Yes, Nova, you may pride yourself on flying and speak of being a Winged Wonder, but I fly to heights your wings simply can't take you. Do you know how to fly as high as me, Otto Nova? Can you learn how? I challenge you tonight to not only try to beat me in the ring, but to try to fly with me in the ring. Let's give fans a match to talk about. We are on just before the main event, so let's do something that will resonate with the fans even after our match has concluded. So, put away that grounded offense and let's take to the skies together tonight. Show them what high flyers are all about and show Collision a potential tag team they're going to be missing because we're both here on Trauma, this brand, the blue brand, Trauma.
Christian Lawson: Well, that's definitely more comments than I was expecting. Thank you for your time, Triniti.
Triniti Nirt: We're done, finished, concluded, done?
Christian Lawson: Yes, thank you.
Triniti nods to him as he walks out of frame and she returns to her burger only to accidentally drop it on the ground. She sighs and walks back through catering as the scene fades.
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Match #3/Singles
Sophie Tilmitt vs. Hana Yoshida
~ Ding Ding Ding ~
Yoshida offers a handshake to Tilmitt and she accepts but then Tilmitt transitions to side headlock against Yoshida but Yoshida pushes Tilmitt away from her making Tilmitt run towards the rope and hit the rope back Yoshida connects with a Lariat! But Tilmitt ducks under it! And grabs Yoshida from behind but Tilmitt pushes Yoshida away and Yoshida quickly turns around to meet a Dropkick! Right to Yoshida’s face sending Yoshida down to the mat! Tilmitt grabs Yoshida’s hair and pulls Yoshida back up to her feets and Tilmitt whips Yoshida into the corner but Yoshida reverses and whips Tilmitt back into the corner and Yoshida charging towards Tilmitt but only meets a boot from Tilmitt making Yoshida staggering away from her Tilmitt smell the blood from Yoshida as she running towards her but Yoshida counter with a Roundhouse Kick! Right to Tilmitt’s head making Tilmitt stunned and falling down to the mat! The crowd cheers on Yoshida and making her smile as Yoshida grabs Tilmitt’s hair and pulls Tilmitt back to her feets and Yoshida whips Tilmitt into the corner and Yoshida charging into the corner where Tilmitt at and Yoshida connects with a Corner Dropkick! But Yoshida only meets the turnbuckle because Tilmitt just dodge away in time! Yoshida crashes down to the mat as Tilmitt drags Yoshida back to the center of the ring and Tilmitt connects with a Standing Moonsault! Right to the top of Yoshida! Tilmitt returns on her knees and grabs Yoshida's hair and slowly pulls Yoshida back to her feets and Tilmitt punches right to her face but Yoshida blocks her punch and Yoshida counters with a Cutter! But Tilmitt pushes her away and Tilmitt quickly runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Tilmitt connects with a Spear! Sending Yoshida down to the mat! Yoshida holds her stomach and cries out in pain and Tilmitt goes down for the covers on top of Yoshida and hooks her one leg up!
ONE!
TW-...!
TW-...!
NO! Yoshida quickly kicked out at one and a half! Tilmitt quickly gets back to her feets and grabs Yoshida's hair and pulls Yoshida back up to her feets again but Yoshida chop her arm making Tilmitt release grip on her hair and Yoshida quickly connects with a Back Kick! Right to Tilmitt's midsection making Tilmitt fall down to her knees as Yoshida runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Yoshida connects with a Shoot Kick! Right to Tilmitt's head, sending Tilmitt down to the mat! And Yoshida hype the crowd up as the crowd cheers for her before Yoshida slowly climb up to the top rope while she playing with the crowd but then Tilmitt come from the nowhere knock Yoshida with punch right to her face making Yoshida sit on the top rope and she hold Yoshida's hair and Tilmitt connects with a Super Hurricanrana! Tilmitt throws herself backwards, pulls Yoshida down from the top rope and crashes on the mat! Making Yoshida scream out in pain! Yoshida slowly gets back to her feets but Tilmitt grabs her hair from behind and pulls Yoshida back up to her feets but Yoshida grabs her arm and twist her and Yoshida connects with a kick right to Tilmitt's midsection and Yoshida runs towards the rope and hits the rope back but only meet a Knee Strike! But Yoshida dodged! And runs towards the rope behind Tilmitt and Yoshida connects with a Dropkick! To the back of Tilmitt sending Tilmitt staggering into the rope and Yoshida coming with Clotheslines to send Tilmitt over the top rope but no! Tilmitt counters with a Back Body Drop! Sending Yoshida over the top rope but no! Yoshida catches the rope and tries to get back on the apron. Tilmitt quickly approaches her but meets an Enzuigiri! Right to her head making Tilmitt staggering away from the rope and Yoshida quickly followed by connecting with Slingshot DDT! Spike Tilmitt's head down to the mat! And Yoshida goes to cover Tilmitt!
ONE!
TW-...!
TW-...!
NO! Tilmitt lifted her shoulder up at two! Yoshida holds her head before staring at Tilmitt and looks like she has another plan to put Tilmitt away from this match Yoshida quickly climbs up to the top rope again and she slowly stands on the top rope and Yoshida connects with a Supernova, the Diving Moonsault! But she only met the mat! As Tilmitt rolls away from the center of the ring, Yoshida crashes to the canvas as she screams out in pain. Now Tilmitt now straddle on top of Yoshida and punches right to Yoshida's face making Yoshida dazed and exhaust from pain and Tilmitt grabs Yoshida's hair and pulls Yoshida back up to her feets and Tilmitt whips Yoshida to the corner and Tilmitt charges in and connects with a Clotheslines bumps Yoshida into the corner before Tilmitt drags Yoshida away from the corner and Tilmitt connects with a Atomic Drop! Making Yoshida stunned! And Tilmitt runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and connects with a Roundhouse Kick! But not from Tilmitt! It's Yoshida Roundhouse Kick right to Tilmitt's head making her stunning and looking dazed! And Yoshida runs towards the rope and hits the rope back but only for Tilmitt counters with a Dropkick! Kick right to Yoshida's face sending Yoshida falling down to the mat again! Tilmitt grabs Yoshida's hair and pulls Yoshida back up to her feets again and Tilmitt kicks Yoshida's midsection! But Yoshida catches Tilmitt's leg in perfect timing and Yoshida quickly counters with an Enzuigiri! Right to Tilmitt's head making Tilmitt falling down to her knees and Yoshida grabs Tilmitt's arms and looks around the arena and connects with a Emerald Shoot! Kamigoye! But Tilmitt quickly get back to her feets and kicks to Yoshida's midsection making Yoshida immediately releases her arms and falling down to her knees and Tilmitt connects with a Tonberry Drop! A Snap DDT! Spike Yoshida's head down to the mat! And Tilmitt goes for the covers!
ONE!
TWO!
TWO!
NO! Yoshida lifts her shoulder up at two! Tilmitt shakes her head before she grabs Yoshida's hair and pulls Yoshida back up to her feets and whips Yoshida into the corner and Tilmitt charges in but Yoshida counters with a Back Body Drop! Sending Tilmitt over the top rope! But Tilmitt catches the rope but meets a Shoot Kick! Right to Tilmitt's face sending Tilmitt down to outside of the ring! Tilmitt slowly get back to her feets as Yoshida runs towards the rope and hits the rope back and Yoshida flying through the middle rope and connects with Suicide Dive! But Tilmitt side steps in the perfect timing making Yoshida crash to the floor! Yoshida cries out in pain again as Tilmitt stomps down to her before Tilmitt grabs Yoshida's hair and pulls her back up to her feets and whips Yoshida into the barricade! Tilmitt pulls Yoshida back up to her feets again and sends Yoshida back to the ring and Tilmitt follows back to the ring and pulls Yoshida back up to her feets again but Yoshida fights back with her own punch! Making Tilmitt staggering back a bit Yoshida kicks to Tilmitt's midsection but only for Tilmitt catches her leg before counters with a Headbutt! Sending Yoshida falling down to her knees and Tilmitt runs towards the rope and Tilmitt connects with a Booyaka Kick, a Disaster Kick! But Yoshida dodged! Tilmitt missed it! Yoshida comes from behind and rolls her up to the knees position and Yoshida connects with a Superkick! Right to Tilmitt's face making Tilmitt stunned! Yoshida grabs both of Tilmitt's arms and connects with a Emerald Shoot! A Kamigoye Knee Strike! Sending Tilmitt knockout! And Yoshida quickly climbs up to the top rope and connects with a Supernova! A Diving Moonsault and followed by a Standing Moonsault! Perfectly landing on top of Tilmitt as Yoshida hooked both of Tilmitt's legs up for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
~ Ding Ding Ding ~
TWO!
THREE!
~ Ding Ding Ding ~
Madoka Kawada: Here is your winner, Hana Yoshida!
Winner: Hana Yoshida
Result: Pinfall (Supernova)
Result: Pinfall (Supernova)
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Match #4/Singles
Triniti Nirt vs. Otto Nova
~DING DING DING!~
The Colosseum quickly catches on with chants and hand clapping while Nova and Nirt circle, looking for an opening. Lock up and side headlock by Nova, headlock takedown attempt and a reversal by Trinity. Otto reverses and looks for a ripcord lariat, but Trinity dips back! Dropsault from Nirt and it sends Otto backwards where she takes him down with a dropkick and drops the leg..
ONE
TW..
TW..
Otto easily breaks out. Trinity drops the leg again and this time, Nova rolls out of the way. Otto lays into Trinity's back with an array of kicks before dragging her to her feet and sending her off with an irish whip. Trinity bounces back and Otto is looking for a tilt a whirl variant but Trinity is able to convert into a hurricanrana driver! She wastes no time heading for the ropes and coming back with an asai moonsault for the cover!
ONE
TWO
TH~
TWO
TH~
Nova gets the shoulder up. Trinity runs over to the adjacent corner and leaps to the top rope. She hits the cross body, yet Nova seems to catch her with it and roll it back into a pin attempt!
ONE
TWO
THR~
TWO
THR~
Close but Nirt kicks out! Nova lets go with a flurry of kneeling forearms before once more dragging Nirt back up where he is looking for another forearm shot yet she ducks under. CRAZED DA~ no! Trinity executes a side roll and gets out of the way. Northern lights suplex! Trinity hangs on and Nova is taken over for a second northern lights suplex before Nirt bridges for the pin!
ONE
TWO
THR..
TWO
THR..
Nova finds the bottom rope with his foot, getting a rope break. Trinity drags Otto back into the middle and she locks in her sharpshooter! Otto battles to break out, finally managing it with a monkey flip. He hits the ropes, springboards and nails Nirt with his DETROIT SMASH! Trinity eats all of it and she falls back into the corner before Otto runs in looking once again for his Crazed daze superkick but he gets hung up on the middle rope as Trinity moves out of the way. She drags Nova up on to the top rope and the crowd volume picks up as Nirt signals for the Avalanche Spanish fly! No! Elbow shots from Otto Nova and he shoves Trinity off, where she is crotched onto the top rope and slides down to the middle in a prone position..
DEEP SPACE NINE by Nova and the cover!
ONE
TWO
THREE!
~DING DING DING~
TWO
THREE!
~DING DING DING~
Madoka Kawada: Here is your winner, Otto Nova!
Seth Ernst: What a match that was!
Miranda Augustino: What I like to see!
Lucas Knox: Say what you want about Otto Nova’s choice of company lately, the kid’s still got it. Take nothing away from Triniti Nirt either! She’s gonna soar sooner than later with talent like that!
Miranda Augustino: She just soared a little too high tonight and wound up colliding with a Super Nova.
Winner: Otto Nova
Result: Pinfall (Deep Space Nine)
Result: Pinfall (Deep Space Nine)
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MARKS STORM: "Legacy haunts me, in more ways than you know."
His smirk diminishes, and his face becomes cold and calculated.
MARK STORM: "Becoming who you're supposed to be, it's easier said than done. Most people strive towards it but they don't really get there, they're just floating in space and time, caught in the middle. They're not who they want to be, but maybe that's how it's supposed to be.
Me on the other-hand, I know my purpose is far greater than I can even imagine. I wanna be the beacon of hope. I wanna be the light in the dark at the end of the tunnel. I wanna be that hero, ready to save the day, every single time. Your Hero, and Mine, as the NFW Genesis Champion. That's some hero shit that you just can't write."
Storm pauses momentarily, looking down at his championship upon his shoulder.
Mark Storm: "Ever since I've won this, I've felt the weight of this championship on my shoulder growing, with each and every passing week. A new target, a new obstacle, a new venture, ready to explored and this weeks opportunity goes to Jamie Austin, an NFW original who's been here from the very beginning. I've gotta hand it to you Austin, you're resilient as hell, like a cockroach. You're still here, still standing, still fighting and that's something I can't take away from you, I respect it.
But hell, that doesn't mean I'm not prepared to run through you either. If we're gonna be honest with each other Jamie, despite you being here for so long, you haven't been able to capitalize on the opportunities presented to you and I think that tonight is gonna go the exact same way. That's the difference between you and I, Austin, whenever an opportunity presents itself to me, I clutch it, without fail, without hesitation, it's mine - that's how I got this.
I am, inevitable, I am, Your Hero, and Mine, and I am, the current NFW Genesis Champion."
He holds up his championship, allowing his smirk to reappear on his lips.
Mark Storm: "I'm inviting all challengers to the gauntlet and Jamie Austin is only the latest one to be added to the list. The summer of Storm is right here, right now."
The scene gradually fades out.
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Semi-Main Event/Singles
=Non-Title=
Atlas vs. Lana Corvin
~DING DING DING~
The bell for this match rings and Chicago is ready to see Atlas get his hands on Lana Corvin in this non-title contest. Atlas is fuming, laying eyes on the woman who took out his leg earlier in the night. Corvin steps out of the corner, laughing and asking him ”hey there, big guy! How’s the leg?” Atlas nods, opening his arms out. ”oh, real funny. Come get this shit!” Corvin laughs and lunges for him. Atlas goes to grab her but she jukes around him, causing him to have to turn around quickly, stepping gingerly on his wounded knee. Corvin feigns a couple more lunges, taunting the big man until he lunges for her again but once more she jukes behind him. This time, she hits Atlas with another chop block from behind, dropping him more down to her level. From there, she starts raining shots down across the back of his shoulders before coming around in front of him with a hand full of hair and starts throwing right hand shots at him. The referee warns her about grabbing the hair and she backs off, rolling her eyes before hitting the ropes and comes running in for a Big Boot but Atlas snatches her up under the leg, lifts her up as he stands, spins and drops down into a sitout Spinebuster! Chicago pops but Atlas grabs his right leg and rolls away from Corvin, flexing the limb out. He makes it up to his feet and limps over as Corvin starts to get up. When she makes it to one knee, he grabs her by the head and Corvin starts throwing punches to the inside of his knee. Atlas groans in pain but bites through it and brings down a thunderous forearm across her back, stopping her assault. He picks Corvin up into a crossbody and manages a haphazard, off balance powerslam to the mat! There’s a cover!
ONE!
T–!
T–!
Corvin kicks out! Atlas picks her back up and looks for a powerbomb but Corvin grabs him behind his right leg and yanks back, pulling him off balance and causing him to fall backwards onto the mat. She immediately steps over, around and throws on a Figure Four Leglock. Atlas screams in pain as Corvin arches her hips up, adding more pressure. Still, Atlas manages to drag himself over to the ropes and the referee calls for the break. He starts counting, making it to four before Corvin lets go. The U.S Champion gloats for a moment as Atlas works slowly to pick himself back up but she immediately comes in and hits a low roundhouse kick to his leg, dropping him back down and starts throwing stiff shots to the side of the head. The referee counts to four for another rope break and Corvin backs off but she charges in again. Atlas grits his teeth and explodes up, looking for a countering lariat but Corvin ducks the arm, and springs back off of the middle rope for a cutter but as she catches him by the head, he locks his arms around her waist and slows her descent only to lift her back up into a German Suplex, planting her into the mat! Corvin rolls back up onto her feet and falls back into the corner. Atlas makes it up and, despite his knee, goes running as fast as he can, hitting Corvin with a corner clothesline. He grabs her by the head and ragdolls her out of the corner across the mat. Corvin hits the canvas and rolls back up into the other corner. Atlas comes charging her again but she runs out to meet him and Basement Dropkicks him in the leg again. Atlas drops to a knee and Corvin hits the ropes, coming in with “Murder Flight” (Vicious Running Lariat), taking Atlas down to the mat. She makes a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
TWO!
Atlas gets kicked out, shoving Corvin off of him. He sits up and grabs his knee again, wincing in pain. Corvin steps up behind him and throws on a Cobra Clutch, wrenching it in tight. Atlas struggles and struggles, eventually beginning to fade. The referee checks his arm, once…twice…thri–no! Atlas arm shoots back up! He fights his way back up to his feet and starts to power out of the hold. Corvin stomps the back of his right leg again, causing him to stagger before hitting the ropes and comes in for “Through The Veil” (Satellite DDT) but Atlas grabs hold of her and Gorilla Presses her up over his head in a feat of strength! He’s looking for “Atlas’ Might” (Military Press Powerslam) but his knee buckles and Corvin slips down to the mat again. She hits the ropes again and goes for “Damnation” (Flying Crucifix Cradle) but Atlas powers against the takedown and keeps Corvin up onto his shoulders where he falls back on his own volition, delivering a brutal Samoan Drop. He rolls over into a cover, hooking the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
TH–
TWO!
TH–
Corvin gets the shoulder up and rolls away from Atlas again. He starts picking himself up again as Corvin does the same. She makes it up first and stands back, waiting. When Atlas is up, she runs off the ropes and delivers “Hecate’s Dagger” (Shotei Palm Strike) square into his sternum. Atlas stumbles back into the ropes and comes back off with some momentum, hops up and nails her with “Bane” (Claymore Kick) with the left leg! Both wrestlers go down to the mat, flat on their backs! The referee starts counting towards ten for them to get back up, lest it be a double countout. Corvin makes it back up and moves to the corner. She grabs the ropes and shoots for “Goddess’ Favor” (Double Jump Moonsault) down onto Atlas! Cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THR–!
TWO!
THR–!
Atlas grabs Corvin around the shoulders and under the legs as he rolls back and up onto his knees. Roaring through the pain, he picks her up as he gets onto his feet but his knee buckles again and he has to set her down again. Corvin hooks an arm over his head and goes for a feat of strength, seeking to deliver “Spear of Diana” (Stalling Suplex Neckbreaker Across The Knee) but Atlas manages to wriggle free, preventing her from getting him completely off his feet. He shoves her back and looks for a lariat but Corvin ducks and dashes across the ring. Atlas throws himself into the ropes and comes back at her. The two come charging back at each other and they collide as Atlas catches Corvin with “Titan’s Wrath” (Full Force Forearm To The Jaw)!!!!!!! Corvin crumples down to the mat on her back! Atlas winces from his knee and crawls over her, hooking both legs, essentially folding her over himself in a cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!
~DING DING DING~
TWO!
THREE!!
~DING DING DING~
Seth Ernst: He did it!!!! By god, he did it!!!!
Madoka Kawada: Here is your winner…Atlas!!!!!
Lucas Knox: Atlas has defeated the United States Champion here tonight!!!
Miranda Augustino: How the hell did he do that on a bad knee?!
Seth Ernst: He said he was all about powering through the pain and it’s paid off!!! He’ll challenge her next week, at Sudden Death, for the United States Championship!!
Miranda Augustino: Wow!!!
Lucas Knox: Listen to this crowd!
“Can’t Be Touched” by Roy Jones Jr. plays as Atlas gingerly makes it to his feet and has his arm raised by the referee. Lana Corvin rolls out of the ring, absolutely shocked and beside herself. She snatches her United States Title from the timekeeper and hugs it to her chest as she makes a hasty exit up the walkway, watching Atlas with wide eyes. Atlas has a bit of a second wind from the thrill of a hard fought victory now as he makes the title motion around his waist with his hands. Corvin shakes her head, shouting and cursing at him. Atlas glares through the pain and makes his “holding the world” pose as Chicago goes wild for him.
Winner: Atlas
Result: Pinfall (Titan’s Wrath)
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Result: Pinfall (Titan’s Wrath)
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Stacy Jones: It’s time for a little story…
Jones smirks as very quietly over the PA system, “Storytime” by the NFW Champion’s all-time favorite band Nightwish begins to play.
Stacy Jones: I’ve been in this business professionally for fifteen years now… twenty years if you count when I first started training within this industry…
The Unbreakable One glances down at the championship on display in front of her before looking back up into the camera.
Stacy Jones: And this right here… this NFW Championship… it is only the second time I have held a World title.
She picks the title up and places it over her shoulder.
Stacy Jones: Now some of you may hear that and be shocked…
Jones now stands to her feet and glances over to the stage for a moment.
Stacy Jones: ...Hell… I know some of you in the back would say that that proves that I’m just not that good enough.
She glances down at the floor briefly, the demons that have never left her who have always said the same thing beginning to rumble, however she looks back up to the camera with a burning look of determination.
Stacy Jones: Well to the latter I say that I AM good enough and that’s why I’m standing here as YOUR NFW Champion while you aren’t!
Jones shrugs playfully.
Stacy Jones: As for the former? Well that’s simple. See, I would be lying if I said that I didn’t want to win championships for my own vindication. To prove that I belong in this business. But the main goal I have always had while being a part of this industry is to leave it better than it was when I first entered it. I’ve won the championships during my career for YOU… the fans! To give you all a champion that I feel you DESERVE to have!
She readjusts the title over her shoulder a little.
Stacy Jones: And as it pertains to my first ever defense of this very championship?! While I consider most of my challengers worthy of taking this championship away from me?! I certainly have no intentions of losing this at Sudden Death IV! No! It doesn’t matter how badly any of you six want this… I can assure you that I want it more! For twenty years I have spilt so much blood, so much sweat and so many damn tears… so many tears…
Tears begin to slowly fall down the NFW Champion’s face.
Stacy Jones: ...to lose this NFW Championship in my first defense! I refuse to! So you can guaran-damn-tee that I will make it here into this final section of the pyramid where I will come face to face with a very game, a very focused and a very determined Nakita Niles! And honey? With all due respect? You’re gonna have to wait just a little bit longer before you’re able to get your hands on this! Because I am “Unbreakable” Stacy Jones! And I am walking into the Guardians of the Pyramid match as NFW Champion! And I’m walking out of the Guardians of the Pyramid match STILL… NFW… Champion!
Jones then drops the microphone as “Unbreakable” by Kingdom Collapse blasts out of the PA system as we cut elsewhere.
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Main Event/Singles
=NFW Genesis Championship=
Jamie Austin vs. Mark Storm ©
~DING DING DING~
The bell rings, and Austin and Storm immediately lock up. He immediately rips her in toward him, shooting for a flash Stormstrike, looking to put the challenger away early! Jonna ducks the decapitating forearm, reversing Mark’s grip on her wrist. Thrown off balance by the amount of force he threw into the whiffed lariat, the champion is off balance, and is easily pulled in by the challenger, who drives a boot into his gut to drop him with a quick DDT! She goes for the cover, but Storm kicks out with ease, the challenger surprised by the champion’s resilience! The two of them get to their feet, and immediately begin to circle again. Jamie comes forward, throwing a series of vicious strikes at the champion to back him toward the corner. Mark does his best to defend himself, when suddenly he leaps up, blasting Jamie with a dropkick! She stumbles back and falls to the mat, and Storm kips up to his feet to a thunderous ovation for the champ! Urged on by the crowds reaction, Mark pulls Jamie to her feet, lifting her up and over for a snap vertical suplex before hooking the leg for a cover. Referee slides in for the count.
One!
Tw–
Tw–
No! Jamie kicks out with a yell of frustration, and Mark actually seems impressed. He gets to his feet, shouting at the crowd to get them going.
10:00 minutes remaining.
Austin has gotten to her feet in the corner as Storm turns to face her again. He runs in, looking for a lariat, but Jamie takes a step forward before dropping down for a drop toe hold! The champion gets caught, falling forward to slam face first into the middle turnbuckle! He rolls onto his back before the champion comes in with a brutal shining wizard! Jamie goes for a cover. The referee comes in, but he waves her off. She looks at him in disbelief, before turning to look at the downed champion, who has his foot on the ropes! Austin screams at the referee, slapping her hands together. The referee shakes his head, pointing at the rope as the champion rolls out under the bottom rope to the floor. Jamie hears this, and shoulders past the ref, following Storm to the outside. She begins to deliver multiple stomps to the champion before bringing him up to his feet. Jamie goes to irish whip Mark into the barricade, but he plants his feet, yanking her back toward him for a belly to belly suplex on the floor! The champion pulls the challenger to her feet, and throws her back into the ring. She rolls to the center as he climbs up onto the apron, lying in wait for Austin. As soon as she’s on her feet, he flips over the top rope, launching himself forward for the Slingshot Super Storm Strike-- NO!! As if on instinct, Jamie whips around, blasting the champ with Hell on Heels! Storm crumples, and Austin falls on top of him. The referee is there!
One!
Two!!
Thr--?!
Two!!
Thr--?!
NO! Somehow the champ finds it in him to get a shoulder off the mat! The referee gets to their feet, looking up to the ‘Tron.
5:00 minutes remaining.
Both competitors get to their knees. Mark throws a forearm, rocking Jamie backwards. The challenger returns the shot, likewise causing the champion to stumble. The two of them continue to exchange strikes, one after the other, but they both appear to be getting to their feet slowly. Jamie goes for a final strike, but Mark ducks under the attack, pushing Austin across the ring and into the rope, using the rebound to haul her up and over, slamming down with a German suplex! He doesn’t let go, kicking a leg to roll them both up and to their feet. He looks to follow up with a second German, but she blocks, catching him with a sitout jawbreaker. The champion bounces up, stumbling backwards into the rope. Jamie is on her feet, and she turns toward the champion… directly into a modified version of the Slingshot Super Storm Strike! Austin is turned inside out, landing hard as the champ comes in immediately for the cover!
One!
Two!
Three?
THREE!!
~DING DING DING~
Two!
Three?
THREE!!
~DING DING DING~
The referee calls for the bell with less than two minutes remaining on the clock!
Madoka Kawada: Here is your winner and STILL NFW Genesis Champion, Mark Storm!
Seth Ernst: Another victory for Mark Storm, ladies and gentlemen!
Lucas Knox: Still champion! Your Hero And Mine!
Miranda Augustino: Ya gotta hand it to him!
As Jamie Austin takes her leave from the ring, Legacies members, Adrianna Salvatore and Otto Nova come out to meet up with her and offer console as they walk her towards backstage. As they reach the stage, Mark Storm continues to celebrate but he turns a moment later and catches Otto Nova standing on the stage just staring at him. Hard. Mark Storm opens his arms out as if to ask him what’s up. Does he want a piece of him too? He points at the Genesis Title. Does he want that? As Jamie Austin goes through the tunnel, Adrianna Salvatore comes back over to get Otto. She whispers something into his ear and Nova, keeping his eyes on Storm, slowly smirks as Salvatore slaps him on the shoulder and the two walk off to catch up with Austin as the show goes off the air.
Seth Ernst: You have to wonder what that was about, everybody!
Miranda Augustino: Oh we think I know exactly what it’s about, Seth!
Lucas Knox: Ohhhhh man. Can you imagine that match?
Seth Ernst: We’d love to see it! Give it some thought, Ms. Viskan! That’s all the time we have for tonight, though! We’ll see you back here next week for Sudden Death IV! Good night everyone!
Winner: Mark Storm
Result: Pinfall (Slingshot Super Storm Strike)
=Still Genesis Champion=
Result: Pinfall (Slingshot Super Storm Strike)
=Still Genesis Champion=
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