NFW Presents: CRUEL SUMMER IV - 08/22/2023!

Isabella Salvatore: Our first match tonight at Cruel Summer is set for one fall… and it is a Boardwalk Brawl! There are no disqualifications or count-outs and falls count anywhere!

The translation quickly hits and the fans are all over it, starting off NFW’s most violent show of the year with a match that may just get the fans in on the action as a result! Dylan lets the excitement lower just a little, then brings up the microphone again.

Isabella Salvatore: Now, introducing first…
The soft clicking of a music box crank can be heard, followed by soft, tinkling notes. After a few, they start to repeat before synthesizer and hard guitars hit.


Evanescence's "Better Without You" gets fully underway and a figure steps into view beneath the stage, quickly spotted as the Magical Maiden herself, Zoey Madigan-Star! The Okinawa fans give her a warm welcome as she comes to the top of the path down to the ring. No standard gear tonight, but instead some form-fitting black cargo pants with purple-and-silver accents and a classic Boardwalk Angels shirt tied just below her chest, the look completed with a pair of tightly-laced combat boots. Unlike what has been the norm recently, Zoey is actually wearing a smile today and, from the looks of it, there’s little evidence of Coco’s attack on her from weeks ago.

Isabella Salvatore: Now, introducing first… residing in Malibu, California and weighing in at 135 pounds… the Sorceress Supreme of Professional Wrestling… ZOEY MADIGAN-STAR!

Nick Hanson: And we’re kicking off Cruel Summer with a match where I think a lot of folks agree that Coco St. Cloud has it coming!

Jim Reynolds: Speak for yourself, Nicky! Zoey shouldn’t have been so clumsy! Then maybe they wouldn’t have had to glue her face back together!

Olivia Mayfaire: Maybe if Coco didn’t think the world revolved around her, she might have realized that she was the one who owed an apology and she could have spared herself what’s coming!

Jim Reynolds: Oh, please! Coco is a Hardcore Icon! She lives for fights like this!


For the first time in a while, Zoey actually reaches out to the fans on her way to the ring, and even makes a lap around the ring to greet them as well. Leaping to the apron gracefully, she wipes her soles and steps inside. She hasn’t lost that sharp stare, though, and once she hits the buckles to greet the fans once more, she moves to center ring and locks in on the same path she just took to the ring. Leaned forward, hands on her knees, she’s ready to fight… but then pauses and laughs, holding up a finger for a moment.

Jim Reynolds: Hell is she up to now?

With a flick of the wrist, Zoey presses her palms together, then draws them apart and reveals her trademark wand. Taking a bow and offering up another smile, Zoey turns back to the entrance way… and slaps one end of the palm against her other gloved hand. Back to that hard, intense stare.

Nick Hanson: That ain’t white magic she’s gonna be flingin’ against Coco tonight, ladies, gentleman and everyone in between!

Jim Reynolds: Oh, come on-

Olivia Mayfaire: Tonight, we’re due to see a little Black Sorcery!

Jim Reynolds: If you’re done being fan-people?! Sheesh!
There’s a moment of quiet, then… a low, sensual beat, accompanied by rhythmic fingers snapping plays over the PA system. The lights flicker in spotlights of pink, white, and gold. "Nails, Hair, Hips, Heels" by Todrick Hall begins to play over the PA system. A center spotlight forms on the stage as the curtains open, revealing Coco St. Cloud striking a model-esque pose.


Isabella Salvatore: And now, introducing her opponent! Wrestling out of her seasonal home in Milan, Italy and weighing in at 134 pounds… she is The IT Girl… COCO ST. CLOUD!

She lowers a pair of trendy shades down the bridge of her nose with two immaculately manicured hands. Taking in the sights around her in a contemptuous, slow, judgemental and cruel stare: revoltingly ugly stage hands, even more disgraceful appearing fans. Biting back a gag and staring in absolute disgust with a narrow gaze, she removes the designer shades and tosses them to a stage hand to catch. Pulling her ornate ring jacket by its dramatically oversized collar, Coco straightens it and dusts it delicately, beginning to strut down the ramp, accompanied to the tune of boos from the unappreciative mongrels in the stands.


Jim Reynolds: People ought to be on their hands and knees, thanking this young lady for gracing them with her presence!

Nick Hanson: I’m just wondering how much hell she’s going to raise when this fight gets mean! She’s sauntering to the ring looking like a million bucks right now, but that won’t last five minutes once the bell rings!

Jim Reynolds: Hardcore Icon, Nicky! Get with the program!

Olivia Mayfaire: She’s dressed as if she’s gonna be strutting down a catwalk, not about to fight someone whose face she tried to mangle!

Nick Hanson: None of us will dispute Coco’s ability, but some part of me thinks that she’s just not taking this match as seriously as she should!

Jim Reynolds: We’ll see about that when the final bell rings!

Olivia Mayfaire: I’ll take that bet!

The train of her ring jacket flows on the ground, following behind her calculated movements. Every graceful step is done with the poise of an experienced model. She undoes the buttons of the jacket at the bust, loosening its bind on her and revealing the top of her flawless ring gear after climbing onto the outer apron. Her hand holds a rope, picking herself up. Graciously, Coco extends a photo op, giving her long dark hair a flip from her face and shrugging off the ring jacket. Folding it neatly and placing it on a turnbuckle to be collected. However, when she gets a look at Zoey, holding that steel wand at the ready, Coco refuses to enter the ring! She drops back down to the floor and demands that the referee take the wand away!

Nick Hanson: Because of course she does!

The referee knows that the rules allow the use of such things but in an effort to just get things underway, he tries to reason with Zoey. Zoey, upon being requested to put away the wand, looks to the fans, shrugs, and makes the wand disappear between her hands the same way it first appeared!

Jim Reynolds: She’s being reasonable. I’ll be damned.

Olivia Mayfaire: You can’t be that thick.

With that, still tentative, Coco enters the ring and stays in one corner as the bell is called for-


-then immediately bursts past the official to blindside Zoey, who had turned her attention to the crowd for a moment! Coco rushes her and drives her chest-first into the buckles, throwing hard forearm shots to the shoulders and lower back, yelling that Zoey “should have stayed home!” between each shot! With Zoey draped over the top rope, Coco mocks her bow towards the fans as Zoey slowly pushes off the ropes with a small grin. She gestures to the crowd with a finger to her lips and taps Coco on the shoulder. It’s brushed off the first time, but Coco finally turns around the second time only for Zoey to lunge forward and drive her head into the bridge of Coco’s nose!

Nick Hanson: That’s your wake-up call, Coco! This is not a match; it’s a fight!

Jim Reynolds: It’s a good thing she has insurance on that nose! But still, what a cheap shot!

Looming over Coco, Zoey reaches into her pocket and pulls out that wand of hers again… with no good explanation of how a wand that long fits into a pocket that shallow! Zoey taps the end against her palm, stalking Coco as she backs into the buckles, pleading for mercy! Zoey isn’t having it, though, and points the business end of the wand at Coco’s face! A loud POP! is heard and suddenly a bouquet of flowers appears at the end of the wand, leaving Coco looking confused! She takes them after a moment, but that’s the same moment that Zoey charges, driving a knee to the side of Coco’s head and then laying in several stomps while she’s hung up against the lower buckles! Zoey punctuates this by getting a running start, front-flipping and hitting a hesitation basement dropkick on Coco, getting the Okinawan fans pumped in the early going!

Olivia Mayfaire: Zoey always puts on a hell of a show! For Coco’s sake, I hope her sense of self-preservation kicks in soon!

Jim Reynolds: Coco will be just fine, you’ll see!

Damaged, but riled up now, Coco bursts out of the corner while Zoey’s attention is diverted and she goes for the left leg! She brings Zoey to the mat, twisting and wrenching on that stem, driving knees into it and trying to remove some of Zoey’s mobility! The Magical Maiden writhes in pain until, in her fierce efforts to do some damage, The IT Girl… well…

…she pulls the damn leg off!

Nick Hanson: Wait, what?!

Jim Reynolds: I knew she was strong, but-

Falling back briefly against the ropes, Coco looks at the leg in shock, wondering for half a moment if she actually did manage to pull it off! Then, throwing it down, she charges angrily at the still-downed Zoey, who puts her other foot to Coco’s stomach and monkey-flips her over and to the mat! Kipping up to her feet, Zoey shakes her leg out, quite literally, then hops on both feet as she wears a twisted smile, very much enjoying messing with Coco in this match so far! Coco is enraged, though, and rushes Zoey, leading to the two women slugging it out mid-ring!

Olivia Mayfaire: Part of me wonders if it’s smart getting Coco all cooked up like that, but I’ll be damned if it ain’t funny!

Nick Hanson: You may have a point. Part of me feels that Coco has it coming, but on the other hand…

Speaking of other body parts, after a thumb to the eye lets Coco knock Zoey into the ropes, she goes for an Irish whip but Zoey reverses this and hits a hard back kick to Coco’s midsection. Bending over to pick up her own false leg, Zoey brings the makeshift weapon down hard across Coco’s back, dropping her to her hands and knees! Several more blows follow, including a golf swing with that leg to the side of Coco’s head! Knocked onto her back, Coco is covered by Zoey-


-but Coco isn’t out of the fight yet! Tossing the leg aside, Zoey brings Coco up and shoves her against the ropes before clotheslining her out of the ring! With agility, Coco lands on her feet, taunting the fans about this for a moment, but she turns around to see Zoey flying through the bottom and middle ropes with a shoulder attack, knocking Coco to the ground on the outside! Zoey regains her feet easily enough but Coco comes up with a handful of sand, tossing it in Zoey’s face to blind the magician!

Jim Reynolds: Now that’s how you fight creatively! Get her, Coco!

Olivia Mayfaire: Of course you’d cheer for that!

The debris has the desired effect on Zoey and Coco takes full advantage, whipping Zoey into the steps and then digging under the ring for more plunder! She comes out with a steel chair and rams it into Zoey’s midsection before waffling her across the back no less than three times with the metal furniture! Fans offer up weapons to both women but Coco yells at them not to touch her as she pulls Zoey up by the hair, landing a few hard slaps for good measure before delivering a Catwalk and going for a pin!


Nick Hanson: Zoey’s not gonna go down that easily, ladies and gentlemen! But Coco definitely has the advantage here!

Jim Reynolds: Don’t bet on that changing!

Coco whips Zoey into the ring apron, but Zoey leaps to it instead and lands a surprise moonsault on The IT Girl! The move wipes both ladies out and Zoey is just as slow to rise as Coco. Grabbing up her chair again, Coco swings for the melon but Zoey gets out of the way and the chair smacks the ring post, the impact forcing Coco to drop it. Zoey is right there when she turns with the Walk of Shame, sending Coco down. One of the fans at ringside, brandishing a cutting board, has it accepts by Zoey and the Magical Maiden rams it upside Coco’s head when she rises! Zoey glances at the object, knocks on the surface, then nods and tosses it back to the fan… but that has given Coco enough time to snatch a fire extinguisher from beneath the ring and hose down Zoey with fire-retardant chemicals! Coco really lets her have it with that thing, too, seemingly intent on emptying the thing!

Olivia Mayfaire: Gah! Do you gotta use the whole can?!

Nick Hanson: Coco laying it in with that extinguisher but… wait! Where the heck did Zoey go?!

Jim Reynolds: Probably ran away!

Coco would like to know the same, as the dissipating cloud reveals no one beneath it! Coco, grabbing someone’s tape-wrapped shinai out of the crowd, smacks it against the railing and the apron, demanding that Zoey show herself.

Olivia Mayfaire: So where IS she?!

Zoey Madigan-Star: See, this is what happens when desperation sets in. Sad, really.

Jim Reynolds: Holy shit! How did YOU get here?!

The cameras spot Zoey first, suddenly sitting on the announce table between Nick and Jim, headset on and one leg crossed over the other.

Zoey Madigan-Star: What have I told you about blinking in my presence, Jim? You might miss something, you poor dolt!

Nick Hanson: Uh, Zoey, not to be a downer, but… I think Coco figured out where you are!

That she did, and The IT Girl is pissed! Zoey, shrugging beautifully, offers an apologetic smile to the commentary team before drawing her legs up onto the table.

Zoey Madigan-Star: So she has. Sorry, folks. Time to get back to work!

Coco swings for the fences with that shinai, with Zoey leaping over the slashing blow, although some of the bottle water on the table isn’t so lucky. Moonsaulting off the table and landing on her feet, Zoey catches the next swing with her arm, pinning the weapon against her body, but instead of trying to get it back Coco boots Zoey low and grabs her by the hair, DDTing her right there on the sand! Pulling Zoey by the hair over to the barricade, Coco bounces Zoey’s head off the surface several times, again yelling at the fans to stay out of her way. She tries to drop Zoey chest-first across the metal but the drop is blocked and Zoey elbows Coco away. A Trap Chamber is attempted but Coco smartly grabs the railing to stop the impact, causing Zoey to land hard! Grabbing up that shinai again, Coco wears out Zoey’s chest, head and legs with the weapon, swinging until the weapon is useless before tossing it aside and smirking at the booing fans!

Jim Reynolds: See? Zoey played too much and now Coco has taken over!

Olivia Mayfaire: Maybe she should cool it on the magic tricks for the time being… although that WAS pretty cool.

One of the fans, though, has a framed glass picture of Zoey, signed and everything, and Coco, upon seeing this, snatches it up and spits on it before wiping it on her backside and rearing back to smash Zoey upside the face with it! The blow would no doubt be a flashback to weeks ago, but somehow Zoey catches the blood and is able to wrench the object away from Coco! She charges in furiously and a Yakuza kick from Zoey sends her down to the sand. A bit out of breath, Zoey hands the picture back over to the fan while accepting a wok from another! Coco tackles her, though, and the iron cooking pot goes rolling along the sand!

The brawl is back on and Coco has found her fire. She’s throwing fists and throwing them well, forcing Zoey to put some effort into fighting back. It’s Zoey’s boxing and MMA training that sees her through the fight, letting her get in some unanswered shots on Coco to the body and head. It still takes something out of Zoey, though, and Coco rakes the eyes to get the advantage back. Her ax kick narrowly missed and she’s able to escape Zoey’s delayed vertical suplex with a well-placed knee shot. Both women are back on their feet, albeit unsteadily, but Coco uses that moment to go for Coco Dusted… but Zoey grabs the barricade, countering it as Coco had countered the Trap Chamber! Then, Zoey’s eyes fall upon the wok again…

Nick Hanson: Zoey’s getting ideas…

Jim Reynolds: Stop that! Stop getting ideas!

Zoey, actually, is getting a little… wicked. She backs off several steps with that seasoned iron and when Coco gets to her feet, Zoey gives her a moment before charging in and cracking her right across the head with it! She then puts it over the downed Coco’s head and takes a cane offered by another fan, proceeding to ring Coco’s bell by whacking the wok with the walking stick several times! Tossing the cane back to the elderly gentleman, Zoey goes under the ring herself, coming out with a table! She’s got it halfway set up when Coco comes around, attacking Zoey from behind with a 2x4 taken from under the ring! Several shots to the back later, Coco sees what Zoey was up to and continues setting up the table herself. Except she goes the extra mile and puts a second table on top of it!

Jim Reynolds: See?! Hardcore Icon!

Olivia Mayfaire: Not that Zoey didn’t already, but Coco seems to have something evil in mind here!

Jim Reynolds: She’s putting an end to this farce! No more tricks, no more disappearing acts!

Her head is bounced off the apron and she’s rolled back into the ring, leaving Zoey trying to get back to her feet. Coco is on the warpath, though, hitting Coco Dusted on the Sorceress Supreme and then trying to put her on the top-most table! Zoey’s halfway on it, with the bottom table perched between the ring and the barricade, but she starts to fight back against Coco with both women almost tumbling to the floor! Coco ends up laid out on the table after another headbutt from Zoey, but it takes too long for her to go to the top rope and Coco leaps from table to ropes, showing surprising balance as she grapples with Zoey on the top rope! The two women start tossing fists again, coming too close to knocking one another off a few times!

Nick Hanson: Watch it up there!

Jim Reynolds: Yeah, we don’t want any unintentional damage done!

Olivia Mayfaire: It looks like Coco is getting the better of this one, guys…

Coco has Zoey locked in for what looks like a superplex, only stopped by Zoey’s fists landing several shots to the ribs! Coco is staggered but not taken down! Zoey shoves her off the buckles, though, and Coco lands on the apron! She yanks Zoey’s leg from under her and, with Zoey incapacitated, Coco thinks better of the stacked tables and instead sets one up next to the other! She goes back to Zoey, stepping up onto the top rope and seeking that superplex again… but this time, Zoey manages to shove her onto the tables! Coco bounces, but the tables do not break! Zoey, thinking it over for a split-second, takes a deep breath and hops around so that her back is to Coco before launching into Delightful Devastation! Okinawa loses their minds at the double-moonsault that sends both women crashing through the double-tables!

Nick Hanson: Double-rotation moonsault through Coco and the tables! Those tables straight exploded!

Jim Reynolds: And it looks like both women are out!

Semi-conscious, more like. Coco is on her back and Zoey is on her stomach, with the latter inching her way towards Coco bit by bit. She finally drapes an arm over Coco’s chest and the referee makes the count!


Olivia Mayfaire: How the hell?!

Nick Hanson: Zoey couldn’t immediately make the pin! But I think part of that was reflexive on Coco’s part, too!

Whatever it was, that stubbornness is something that torques Zoey off. Despite being worn down, she heaves Coco back into the ring, rolling in after her, and looks to be setting up her Seeing Stars DDT! Zoey stalks The IT Girl, snares the arm… and Coco counters out! A hard kick to the guts lets Coco grab Zoey’s own arm and hit the Bookmarked! Zoey’s head is driven into the canvas and a worn-down Coco makes the cover!


Jim Reynolds: Hax! I call hax!

Coco feels the same way, slamming her fist into the mat and yelling that it was three to the official, who can only show her two fingers in response! Zoey, trying to shake it off, pulls herself up via the ropes as Coco, furious, decides to really put an exclamation point on this with the Clouded Daze! Zoey manages to slide off her shoulders, however, and she goes again for Seeing Stars! Coco counters out the same way as before but Zoey keeps hold of the arm, switching up and instead locking Coco in the Spellbound! Flipping The IT Girl to the mat, Zoey, after much pulling, wrenches Coco’s hands apart and gets full extension on the arm, legs locked! Coco claws and pulls for the ropes with Zoey holding on mercilessly until Coco has no choice but to tap out!


Zoey holds on for a few more moments before letting go, rolling onto her back as the bell tolls and the official announcement is made!

Isabella Salvatore: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via submission… ZOEY MADIGAN-STAR!

“Better Without You” starts to play as Coco rolls out of the ring, landing on the floor among the broken pieces of table and holding her arm. Azzy Vebbins is at ringside almost immediately to help her friend while Farrah Cornett emerges from the back as well, wearing the same Boardwalk Angels shirt as Zoey as she enters the ring… both to assist her friend and to make sure there’s no post-match shenanigans.

Olivia Mayfaire: Hell of a fight to start things off tonight, folks! I’m a bit worried about what Zoey had to say before the match, but… well, here’s hoping she sticks around.

Nick Hanson: Me, I’d like to see her and Farrah be a team again at least once! NFW hasn’t experienced the Angels yet!

Jim Reynolds: Bah… it was a good fight, I’ll give y’all that, but Coco is gonna be the bigger star in the end, mark my words!

Olivia Mayfaire: And I’m sure she paid you to say that!

Isabella Salvatore: The following contest is the Ultimate Live Wire Match and it is for the NFW Perseverance Championship! The only way to win is to unhook the championship belt from the cables!
Suddenly the lights go out and a voice is heard over the speakers.


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

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first, challenger number one… Johnny F’n Towers!
The lights in the arena so out as a purple light fills the arena. As the song slowly filters in. Morganna is finely seen first verse ends as she stands in cloud of purple smoke. She walks to the ring slowly and deliberately till she reaches the ring steeps that she sprints up and gets into the ring.

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

Isabella Salvatore: And finally, the reigning, defending NFW Perseverance Champion, Trixie Decker!


Johnny, Trixie and Morganna look up at the belt hanging high above their heads where the cables cross. Johnny jumps at Trixie, looking to rough her up. Trixie meets him coming in and the two start trading punches, Trixie, Johnny, Trixie, Johnny! As they go at it, Morganna turns and runs to the corner behind her. She ascends to the top and then starts shimmying up the post towards the cables. Johnny and Trixie fight while Morganna gets her butt as high as she can go. Trixie tries to get loose but Johnny cuts her off and tries to shove her back. Trixie scratches at his eyes as Morganna goes out onto the cables.

Nick Hanson: Morganna’s making a run for daylight right now like she’s surging for a touchdown!

Lilith Meadows: Ugh, football!

Nick Hanson: You don’t like watching stuff like that?

Lilith Meadows: We just didn’t want to be as bored as football days. Ugh, do we really have to go to those? We don’t wanna!

Jim Reynolds: So why do you?

Lilith Meadows: The others say we have to.

Olivia Mayfaire: Well, we hope we’re doing a better job here than that!

Lilith Meadows: Oh yeah, we brought our Reese’s so we’ll be fine!

Johnny falls back away from Trixie and Trixie rushes over to the ropes. She jumps into a springboard and hits a flying clothesline that stuns Morganna, stopping her dead in her tracks. Suddenly, a light goes off and Morganna releases her grip grimacing and shaking her hands as she lands on the mat. Johnny trunks, angered by Trixie and then sees Morganna falling and stares in shocked disbelief. Johnny runs over and kicks at Morganna soccer style and then kicks at Trixie as well. Trixie catches his foot and trips him with a hook into an anklelock. Johnny kicks her off of him and rolls away to the ropes. He stands up and Trixie rushes at him, looking for a superman punch. Johnny sidesteps her and Trixie crashes into the turnbuckles. Trixie rebounds back and Morganna scoops her for a slam. Johnny runs over and dumps both of them over the top rope. They plummet down and land in a heap on the sand.

Lilith Meadows: Oh, they wanna play in the sand? Should have brought toys for that!

Nick Hanson: I don’t think we want to see the kind of toys Trixie or Johnny would bring in public.

Lilith Meadows: Oh, they’d be boring and we’d start feeling pranky.

Jim Reynolds: Oh, no… no, no, no, no! We all know what happens when you get pranky and we don’t need that during matches with this kind of danger in them!

Lilith Meadows: Party pooper!

Olivia Mayfaire: Don’t worry, you get used to it.

Lilith Meadows: Oh we’re already used to it because Trixie and Johnny are in this match and we have to watch!

Johnny looks up and nods to himself. He heads to the corner and starts up the turnbuckles. Trixie dives back into the ring and throws sand at Johnny. Johnny covers his eyes as Morganna comes in as well. Trixie and Morganna move in behind Johnny and deliver a double superbomb. Johnny hits hard on the mat and rolls out to the sand. Morganna and Trixie turn to face each other and start throwing down on each other. Trixie, Morganna, Trixie, Morganna, Trixie, Morganna, the two hammer away as if their very lives depend on the next impact landing. Morganna lands an elbow strike and then goes to the corner. Trixie runs in the opposite direction. They both start climbing and shimmy up their respective posts. They both jump out onto the cables and start making their ways across. Suddenly a light goes on and both start shaking before releasing their grips and tumbling to the mat.

Nick Hanson: And they both get the live wire!

Lilith Meadows: Somebody was feelin’ pranky when they made this one up. We wonder who because it sure is funny watching them start across the cables and then ZZZZZAP!

Jim Reynolds: This was thought of by a sick and twisted mind!

Lilith Meadows: We would have made it be over a pool filled with Reese’s Pieces!

Olivia Mayfaire: Why?

Lilith Meadows: Cause we’d get hungry doin’ all this and we’d wanna go swimmin’ in it anyway!

Nick Hanson: I don’t think anybody else would enjoy that except maybe Risa Lemon.

Lilith Meadows: Yeah, we had an eatin’ contest with her. It gave us a tummy ache!

Johnny crawls back into the ring and climbs up the outside of the turnbuckles to the post. He starts up and goes out onto the cables. Morganna goes up behind Johnny and jumps out onto the cables after him. Johnny kicks back at her but Morganna slaps his foot away. Trixie rolls out to the sand and grabs a beach chair. She folds it up and rolls back into the ring. She cracks Johnny with the chair. Johnny tries to kick at it and Trixie cracks him with the chair again. Morganna grabs him with legs and pulls him down off the cables. They both fall to the mat where Johnny lands on top with Morganna hanging off his back. Trixie moves in and nails him with the chair again, drawing blood.

Nick Hanson: Oh, that looked nasty!

Jim Reynolds: She hit him with a damn beach chair!

Lilith Meadows: Well what else would you hit someone with at the beach, Silly?

Jim Reynolds: You WOULD think that was great!

Lilith Meadows: We just think it looks like fun!

Olivia Mayfaire: It definitely wasn’t for Johnny.

Lilith Meadows: Oh well?

Jim Reynolds: How can you say that?

Lilith Meadows: It's a beach party, people just wanna have fun!

Trixie drops the chair and heads to the corner. She starts up the turnbuckles and shimmies up the post to the cables. Morganna shoves Johnny off of her and heads to the opposite corner. She goes up the turnbuckles and shimmies up the post to the cables as well. They both start across the cables, meeting in the middle. They both reach up their legs and try and leg scissor each other. Johnny starts to get to his feet as Morganna swings through and gets a flying head scissors on Trixie. Trixie tries to hold on but then goes with it and flies into a poison rana on Johnny. Morganna throws herself into a splash on both of them from the cables.

Nick Hanson: Good God…

Lilith Meadows: That looked fun!!! we almost spilled our Reese’s!

Jim Reynolds: Well that would have been a tragedy, wouldn’t it?

Lilith Meadows: Uh-huh, we’d have to go all the way back to the trailer to get more!

Olivia Mayfaire: You have… more?

Lilith Meadows: Of course, we can never have enough. Who only brings enough? Not us!

Nick Hanson: I can’t even picture more of those at one time!

Lilith Meadows: We can!

Johnny gets up and staggers to the corner. He starts climbing up the turnbuckles. He shimmies up the post and jumps out onto the cables. Morganna staggers to her feet and sees Johnny on his way. She goes to the ropes and springboards back off. Johnny swings his legs up and Morganna goes flying by him. Trixie runs to ropes and springboards up at him. Johnny hugs himself close to the cables and Trixie misses him as well. As she crashes to the mat. Johnny swings himself up so he’s sitting on the cables where the cables cross like a giant X. Johnny starts to reach for the belt when the light goes off. He starts shaking and then falls back, his legs still bent over the cables, dangling in midair. He falls off and Morganna catches him coming down for a diamond cutter.

Nick Hanson: Mother of God!

Lilith Meadows: We don’t think Johnny is anybody’s mother.

Jim Reynolds: Or father, God help us.

Lilith Meadows: Naw, we don’t need that. We think they’re doin’ just fine.

Olivia Mayfaire: Johnny just got caught with the wires going live as he was trying to unclasp the belt!

Nick Hanson: Bad luck.

Jim Reynolds: Bad timing.

Lilith Meadows: Good Reese’s!

Trixie pulls a fork and stabs Morganna with it. Morganna staggers back and Trixie hits her with the Jinx Jrop. Trixie gets away and starts up the turnbuckles. She shimmies up, but then drops back down. Trixie grabs a pool floatie noodle and stars back up the post. She hooks the floatie noodle over the cable, grabs it with both hands and uses it to slide out to her belt. She swings through and pulls the belt loose, dropping down to the mat.


Isabella Salvatore: Here is your winner and STILL NFW Perseverance Champion, Trixie Decker!

Nick Hanson: What the hell did she just do?

Lilith Meadows: Had some fun!

Jim Reynolds: Who uses a pool noodle like that?

Lilith Meadows: We would!

Olivia Mayfaire: Apparently Trixie did too!

Nick Hanson: I still…

Jim Reynolds: There’s no way!

Lilith Meadows: They’re fun!

Isabella Salvatore: The following contest is an I Quit match where the loser must leave NFW! There are no rules in this match and the only way to win is to force your opponent to say that they quit! Whoever loses then must leave New Frontier Wrestling forever!
A loud purrrrrrrrrring engine can be heard from somewhere in the arena. The chorus of "Wreak Havoc" by Skylar Grey begins the play. Suddenly, a motorcycle burst from backstage. It stops at the top of the ramp, the person driving the motorcycle briefly takes off her helmet, revealing herself to be Abigail Lindsay.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first! From Los Angeles, California… weighing in at 155 pounds! Abigail “Serenity” Lindsay!

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

Nick Hanson: Abi… or should I say Serenity… is looking ready for what could be her last ever match here in NFW.

Jim Reynolds: When your career is on the line, you’ve got to be ready, Nick.

Olivia Mayfaire: I still can’t believe that once this match is over, we’ll be saying goodbye to either one of these competitors.
The opening to "The Wolf You Feed" by Nita Strauss ft. Alissa White-Gluz blasts through the PA system and as soon as Alissa White-Gluz roars, Sylvia Lopez bursts out onto the stage flailing her arms and legs around like a mad woman. She then stops in the center of the stage and pulls down her face mask before letting out a roar and then charges down the ramp.

Isabella Salvatore: And her opponent! From Hayesville, North Carolina… weighing in at 117 pounds! “The Bellevue Banshee” Sylvia Lopez!

Once Lopez reaches the ring, she does an entire lap of the ring before rolling under the bottom rope and jumps at the ropes on all four sides, roaring out to the crowd before then making her way to the far corner and sitting down cross-legged and proceeds to rock back and forth glaring into nothingness as "The Wolf You Feed" fades out.

Nick Hanson: You can cut the tension out here with a knife, guys.

Jim Reynolds: You ain’t kidding, Nick. These two women are about to tear each other apart.

Olivia Mayfaire: And one of them is going to have to say they quit to end it all.


As soon as the bell rings, Lindsay and Lopez charge at one another and just begin to tear into each other with vicious haymakers, beating the absolute Hell out of each other.

Nick Hanson: And here we go!

The two women end up moving towards the ropes while slugging it out with one another and then proceed to fall through the ropes and to the outside, both landing on their feet as they continue beating down on one another.

Jim Reynolds: Good God Almighty, these two are really going at it!

Lopez then suddenly delivers a vicious headbutt right to the bridge of Lindsay’s nose that sends her staggering back and she drops to a knee. The Bellevue Banshee’s eyes go wide with glee as she realizes she has the upper hand and goes back on the attack, however Serenity has other ideas as she’s pulled a kendo stick out from underneath the ring and smashes it into Lopez’s stomach causing her to drop to her knees as Lindsay follows up with another shot to the back with the kendo stick.

Olivia Mayfaire: And a couple of vicious kendo stick shots there from Abi.

Serenity then goes back underneath the ring and pulls out a stack of steel chairs and tosses them all into the ring before then taking out a couple of tables too before suddenly receiving a shot to the spine with a lead pipe from Lopez who is now back on her feet.

Nick Hanson: And that’s why you can’t spend too long looking for weapons to use as it gives your opponent time to recover.

The Bellevue Banshee then picks up one of the tables and sets it up on the floor right in front of the announce table before then grabbing the second table and proceeds to set it up on top of the first one.

Jim Reynolds: I don’t like the look of this, guys.

Lindsay is now back to her feet and pokes Lopez in the eyes before then tossing her into the ring, the Bellevue Banshee is quick to her feet clutching her eyes as she stumbles onto the pile of steel chairs. Serenity slides in after her and spins Lopez around, only for the Bellevue Banshee to grab Serenity and plants her with TIMBEEER! right onto the pile of steel chairs.

Olivia Mayfaire: And Abi driven face first into the pile of steel chairs she introduced earlier!

Lopez stumbles back into the corner and then yells at the official to check if Lindsay wants to quit and so he does so.

Abigail Lindsay: No!

The Bellevue Banshee marches over to Serenity and drags her up to her feet and whips her into the corner and quickly follows her and delivers a turnbuckle clothesline to Lindsay. Lopez then proceeds to lift her bitter rival up onto the top of the turnbuckle and follows her up before briefly glancing down at the two tables stacked on top of each other on the outside.

Nick Hanson: I don’t like the look of this, guys.

Lindsay, who is now bleeding from the forehead begins to fight back as she realizes the predicament she’s in, however Lopez delivers a couple of quick headbutts to her open wound to stop the assault. She takes another glance at the tables and climbs further up the turnbuckle while dragging Serenity up with her to the point where they’re both standing on the top rope.

Jim Reynolds: What the Hell does Sylvia have planned here?!

Suddenly, Lindsay gets a second wind and then wraps her arms around the waist of the Bellevue Banshee and dives off the top rope with a belly to belly suplex that sends both women crashing straight through the stacked tables on the outside!

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

After a few moments of nothing, out of the broken pieces of table, Serenity slowly emerges clutching her back in agony. Once she’s to a vertical base, she slumps against the ring and asks the official to check if her opponent quits and he does so.

Sylvia Lopez: N-NO!

Lindsay, her face a crimson mask, smirks as she walks past the carnage and around the ring to the other side where the ramp starts and she begins to rummage underneath the ring again, after a few moments she appears to have finally found what she’s looking for and pulls out…

Olivia Mayfaire: Is that… a bed of nails?!

Sure enough, it is as Serenity drags the thing out and slides it over to one side before also pulling out a toolbox. She opens it up and takes out a screwdriver and puts it into her pocket and as soon as she closes the toolbox back up, she’s flattened by a flying Lopez who takes her out with a suicide dive.

Nick Hanson: And Sylvia out of nowhere with a suicide dive!

The Bellevue Banshee drags Lindsay up to her feet and then grabs her fingers and performs the Finger Break causing the blonde to cry out in agony while clutching at her fingers as she stumbles up the ramp.

Jim Reynolds: Did you guys hear that sickening crack?!

Serenity is clearly trying to create some space between her and her opponent as she reaches the stage while she pops her fingers back into place. Lopez then charges up the ramp towards her, however unbeknownst to the Bellevue Banshee, Lindsay reaches into her pocket and pulls out the screwdriver she put away earlier and as soon as Lopez reaches her, Serenity drives the screwdriver into her forehead.

Olivia Mayfaire: Oh my God! Abi just drove that screwdriver into the head of Sylvia!

With the Bellevue Banshee now lying on her back on the stage with an open wound on her head, Lindsay yet again drives the screwdriver into said wound as Lopez kicks and screams while Serenity laughs.

Nick Hanson: These two are insane!

Lindsay finally relents and tosses the screwdriver away before she then looks back down the ramp and a flash can almost be seen in her eyes as she gets an idea before she begins to slowly stumble her way back down the ramp.

Jim Reynolds: What the Hell is going through the mind of Abi right now?

Serenity reaches where she parked up her bike and then looks back up the ramp as she sees the Bellevue Banshee slowly beginning to stir. Looking over to her bike, she then climbs onto it and starts up the engine and then locks onto her target with a devilish smirk on her face.

Olivia Mayfaire: No way! Don’t do this, Abi!

Lindsay then revs the engine before then taking off driving straight at Lopez who just manages to get to her feet and dive out of the way just in time as Serenity crashes through the back of the stage.

Nick Hanson: Abi just tried to run Sylvia over! These two appear to be dead set on killing each other!

The Bellevue Banshee drags herself back down the ramp on her butt while looking back at the stage Lindsay crashed through, a look of shock on her face over the potential damage she just avoided. Slowly, out from the hole in the back of the stage comes a stumbling Serenity who is now covered in cuts and blood as she smiles wickedly at Lopez.

Jim Reynolds: How the Hell is she still standing after that?!

The camera then spots and zooms in on something in Lindsay’s hand and it’s a pair of handcuffs as the Bellevue Banshee gets to her feet and the two charge at one another and meet in the middle of the ramp with another vicious slugfest.

Olivia Mayfaire: Is there any way this match can end without someone quitting?! Because at this point I don’t think either of them will!

The two women continue their fist fight while moving down the ramp and back to the ring and after several moments, suddenly Lopez stops dead in her tracks as she lifts up her arm to notice one side of the handcuffs has been locked onto her wrist as Serenity grins sadistically at her.

Nick Hanson: Abi’s got Sylvia in the handcuffs! Well… almost…

The Bellevue Banshee screams in Lindsay’s face and goes for a clothesline, but Serenity ducks the shot and grabs her handcuffed wrist on the way and then manages to cuff her other wrist so Lopez’s hands are cuffed behind her back.

Jim Reynolds: She’s got her!

The Bellevue Banshee flails around, trying to free herself and then tries to get into the ring to get away from Lindsay.

Olivia Mayfaire: Sylvia has nowhere to go!

Serenity casually climbs up onto the ring apron and with a quick glance down at the bed of nails she retrieved earlier, she then grabs Lopez and picks her up into a piledriver position.

Nick Hanson: No way! Is she gonna piledrive Sylvia onto the bed on nails?! There’s nothing Sylvia can do! She’s helpless!

Jim Reynolds: There’s only one way out, Nick.

Olivia Mayfaire: Quit.

Lindsay asks the referee to ask the Bellevue Banshee if she wants to quit and then yells at the brunette, “Don’t make me do this, Sylvia! This is your last chance!”

Sylvia Lopez: Sylvia quits! Sylvia quits!!! SYLVIA QUITS!!!

Serenity then proceeds to put Lopez back down onto her feet as she falls through the ropes and into the ring with Lindsay climbing into the ring after her.


Nick Hanson: And it’s over… thank God.

Jim Reynolds: And so is Sylvia Lopez’s career.

Olivia Mayfaire: I can’t believe it.

A hushed silence befalls the fans in attendance, Serenity’s music isn’t even playing as the Bellevue Banshee slowly sits up in the center of the ring. Lindsay bends down behind the brunette and removes the handcuffs from her before then whispering something into Lopez’s ear and then kisses her on the forehead before leaving the ring and stumbles her way up the ramp.

Nick Hanson: I think the realization is finally setting in for Sylvia.

Jim Reynolds: She will definitely be remembered.

Olivia Mayfaire: ...

Looking out and around at the fans, tears begin to form in the corners of the Bellevue Banshee’s eyes as the fans all stand to their feet and applaud. Lopez eventually rolls out of the ring and stumbling over to the ringside area, she grabs her sleeveless leather jacket she has always won to the ring and stares at it for a moment before rolling back into the ring.

Nick Hanson: This is a surreal moment we are witnessing here on Okinawa Island.

Jim Reynolds: She’s had quite the career here. Former Perseverance Champion. And who could forget that hellacious match she had against Morgan Payne for the Silver Mountain Championship?

Olivia Mayfaire: And these fans certainly appreciate her.

The Bellevue Banshee then places her jacket down in the center of the ring as “The Wolf You Feed” blasts out of the PA system for the final time as she exits the ring and gingerly makes her way up the ramp. She reaches the top of the stage where she is greeted by her wife, NFW interviewer, Dakota Winters who has tears in her eyes too as she wraps her arms around Lopez in an embrace and kisses her on the top of the head before lifting her arm up and pointing to her allowing the fans to show their appreciation for her one more time before the couple then disappear to the back as we cut elsewhere.

Isabella Salvatore: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the NFW Event Horizon Championship!

Nick Hanson: A hotly anticipated matchup between two competitors with some serious bad blood between one another!

Olivia Mayfaire: I’m a little scared to see just how far this goes, guys.

Jim Reynolds: Preaching to the choir.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first, the challenger! From Manhattan, New York, weighing in at 187lbs. He is…Austin…Motherfucking…Ramsey!!


The lights around the setup go red, white, and black. Austin strolls from behind the curtain and stops at the center stage. He signals for the camera to get closer to him. He holds up his right bicep and kisses it. He holds his arms outward and mouths at the crowd. He smiles as he points at his abs and counts down each one. He holds his hands up towards the crowd and then points toward the ring as he begins to walk down the ramp with swagger. He points to his left and right at the fans with a grin as he walks down the ramp. He turns right as he reaches the end of the ramp. He hops up on the ring apron when he reaches the center. He stands outside of the ropes and holds his hands out while nodding at the crowd before stepping through the ropes. He makes a bicep in the ring and turns to each corner of the ring while pointing and smiling, He makes his way to the corner and awaits the ring bell.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing his opponent!

The top of the stage erupts into flame and the sound of chains being cranked can be heard as an eerie theme song plays over the tron. The sound of a twisted version of the mocking bird song silences the crowd. The lights around the entryway begin to flicker.


More Sinister Than Popcorn by Christopher Young plays and the lighting becomes a solid red. The cranking continues as a large figure rises through the stage, his face covered by sticky crimson red stained bandages. His upper torso bares many fresh, weeping cuts and old scars but this fails to hide his ripped muscular physique. The manacles are bound to the stage by chains but mysteriously they fall free as Myriad starts a slow methodical pace down the ramp. The crowd was stunned by this appearance.

Isabella Salvatore: From The Depths of All Psyche. Weighing in at 289lbs! He is the NFW Event Horizon Champion…Myriad!

The camera gets too close to Myriad and he grabs the camera and shoves, leaving a bloody handprint over the lens. Myriad makes it to the ring but before he can begin to slither in as he normally does, Austin Ramsey comes running off the ropes and Baseball Slides under the bottom rope, right into a dropkick, sending the man stumbling back off balance and falling to the ground. This sends the Okinawa audience into a frenzy and the referee says fuck it and calls for the bell!


Nick Hanson: Looks like Austin Ramsey’s not gonna wait for Myriad to get in the ring, folks!

Olivia Mayfaire: Naw, he wants his pound of flesh now!

Jim Reynolds: He better be careful what he asks for with Myriad! All I’m saying!

Ramsey stays on the offensive and snatches up the Event Horizon Championship that’s fallen to the ground as he waits for Myriad to start getting up. Myriad rises, turns and before he can straighten his posture, Ramsey rushes in and LEVELS him with a shot to the face with the belt!!!! Myriad goes down again and Ramsey raises the championship, screaming to the fans before the referee convinces him to hand the belt over so it can be placed with the commentary. Ramsey obliges and immediately goes under the ring for something else to use on Myriad. The Okinawa crowd reacts as he unveils a chair wrapped in barbed wire. Ramsey looks at it like he just unwrapped a long sought after Christmas gift and stalks back over to Myriad who’s fuming as he starts getting back to his feet. Ramsey cocks back and smacks him across the back with the chair, raking his flesh with the barbs. Myriad grows and stumbles forward back up the path towards the entrance curtain. Ramsey pursues him and hits him with the chair again. Myriad staggers forward some more, finally turning around to face the challenger. Ramsey goes for another shot but Myriad lunges forward and just big boots the fucking chair right back into Ramsey’s face, sending him down!

Nick Hanson: Just like that, Myriad turns the tables!

Olivia Mayfaire: What a kick!

Jim Reynolds: I told y’all!

Myriad grabs the barbed wire chair up, raises it and just starts to wallop Ramsey across the back with it. Each crack from the chair earns a groan from the crowd as Ramsey then rolls onto his back only for Myriad to hit him again right across his bare chest. After a few more smacks, Myriad places the chair down on Ramsey’s chest and presses his boot down on it, grinding the barbed wire into his flesh. Ramsey howls in pain as Myriad grins maniacally from under his facial bandages. Myriad kicks the chair off of Ramsey’s now bloody chest and goes down for a cover right on the walkway.


Ramsey gets a shoulder up and Myriad snarls, grabbing him by the hair and starts punching him across the head over and over several times before picking him up. Ramsey finds his footing but falls back to the ground, clutching his chest. Myriad laughs, grabs him by the wrist and starts dragging him back towards the ring with no visible effort. Ramsey cries out as he’s dragged across sand mixing into his bloody back. Myriad picks him up and runs him face first into the ring post. Ramsey wraps around it like a car hitting a telephone pole and hits the padding surrounding the ring floor. Myriad starts emptying out the underside of the ring of whatever the hell the ring staff have been told to stash for the wrestlers to utilize this evening. Kendo sticks, more chairs, a couple of stray light tubes, a bundle of more light tubes and a table. Myriad picks up a light tube in each hand and considers what to do with them.

Olivia Mayfaire: What the hell is he thinking with those?

Jim Reynolds: You really wanna know?

Nick Hanson: Nothing good, we know that much.

Myriad stalks over to where Ramsey is getting up from the ground and brings them in, smashing them against either side of his head, sending a cloud of dust up around him. Blood starts to form on Ramsey’s face as he tips forward and rests against Myriad’s leg. Myriad flips the light tubes around in his hands, or what’s left of them and presses the broken ends down against Ramsey’s trap muscles, eliciting more screaming from him. Blood runs down Ramsey’s shoulders, back and chest until, mercifully, Myriad pulls them away and tosses them aside. He grabs Ramsey underneath the arms and picks him up into a bear hug before running him violently against the ringpost, knocking the wind out of him. Myriad lets Ramsey fall from his grasp, to the ground and picks up the entire bundle of light tubes. He finds a grip on them like a giant ready to swing a tree log at someone and turns, swinging at Ramsey on his knees like he’s going for a homerun but Ramsey sees it coming and drops down, bracing his hands against the sand! Myriad stumbles forward and Ramsey scrambles up to his feet with a barbed wire wrapped chair in hand. Myriad spins around and Ramsey swings for the fences, EXPLODING the light tubes into Myriad’s face in a massive cloud. Myriad swats at the air and staggers backwards as Ramsey bashes him across the head with the chair again. Myriad falls against the barricade, Ramsey drops the chair and comes running in, diving into Myriad with a crossbody and sends that section of the guard rail falling down, bringing them into the crowd!

Nick Hanson: I don’t think this is gonna be making it into the ring anytime soon!

Olivia Mayfaire: They’re in there with the fans now!

Jim Reynolds: Get outta the way, you idiots!

Ramsey stands back up and slaps his chest to get the sting of the sand out. Myriad sits up and Ramsey comes running in with a sliding lariat to send him right back down. He goes for a cover!


Myriad doesn’t just kick out, he throws Ramsey off of him and sits up, trembling with rage. Ramsey rolls across the sandy ground, leaving specks of red behind him as Myriad rises and dusts his hands off. Ramsey starts crawling across the ground, trying to find the strength to get back up. Myriad’s there to help him as he grabs him by the back of his head and bounces it right off of the side of the bleachers as they end up walking between two sets of them. Ramsey rebounds off of the metal and staggers out past the border of the audience. He stumbles and loses his footing again before pushing himself back to his feet. Myriad hits him with a hard, right uppercut to the jaw and Ramsey stumbles back more.

Jim Reynolds: The fuck are these two going?! The ring’s back here!

Nick Hanson: They’re starting to fight their way over… They’re headed towards the beach itself!

Olivia Mayfaire: Oh, you’re shitting me. This can’t be good!

Jim Reynolds: Imagine you’re out there surfing waves and you see these two guys heading out your way!

Ramsey tries to climb up onto a set of rocks as Myriad grabs him once they reach the actual beach itself and sets him up for a powerbomb.

Nick Hanson: Oh my god, no! Not this! Not on the rocks!!

Olivia Mayfaire: This isn’t just gonna maim the man! This is gonna–

Jim Reynolds: Don’t do this, Myriad!! This is me saying this!!

Myriad picks Ramsey up for a powerbomb, looking to spike him right down onto the jagged rocks but Ramsey slips his legs free and lands on his feet. He falls to one knee and catches Myriad between the legs with a forearm. Myriad groans out and staggers back, more into the sandy area, putting him at a downward slope to Ramsey and the challenger leaps off, catching the champion around the head and hits a Tornado DDT into the sand! Myriad sits up, pressing a hand to his bloody forehead as sand sticks to his soiled bandages. He hisses in pain just before Ramsey sends him back down with a stiff roundhouse kick to the chest. Ramsey gets an idea, climbs back up onto the rocks again and looks down at Myriad but he then looks to his left and sees he can go higher without going too far and so he climbs up there.

Olivia Mayfaire: Uhhh…Austin? Handsome? Whaaaaaat are you doing?

Jim Reynolds: You better not let his wife hear you say that!

Olivia Mayfaire: What?! I can acknowledge that he’s a good looking guy! Teddy is a blessed woman!

Nick Hanson: Well, Austin Ramsey’s got something in mind and it’s either gonna pay off or backfir—OHH MY GOD!!!

Nick Hanson and the crowd, who have come out of their seats to follow the wrestlers, lose their minds as Ramsey dives off of the rocks and flips, coming down with “Air Austin” (Shooting Star Press) right down onto Myriad!!!! Ramsey clutches his midsection from the impact but manages a cover with a hook of the leg!


Myriad somehow gets the shoulder up and Ramsey can’t believe it, not for a second! He looks around for something else to use before he spots something. Ramsey scrambles up to his feet and goes over where a fishing canoe rests on the beach and picks up an oar. He holds it, ready to strike and motions for Myriad to get up.

Austin Ramsey: C’mon, get up! Get up motherfucker! You got anymore?! Get your ass up!

Myriad slowly gets to his feet, starting to finally feel the wear and tear of the match on his body but still, somehow, he’s smiling. This motherfucker is SMILING! He turns around and Ramsey swings for the fences. Myriad brings his arms up to block it but the sheer force of Ramsey’s swing makes him bring his arms in and Ramsey takes another swing, bashing him right over the top of the head with the paddle part of the oar. Myriad falls to one knee and Ramsey hits a third shot, a home run right across the face, sending Myriad to the ground again. The pain in Ramsey’s body catches up with him and he drops the oar, falling back onto his ass, hissing in pain from his open wounds. He looks like he’s been sprayed with red out of a hose at this point. Even his gear pants are stained with his own life fluid. Myriad’s looking no better as the bloody champion rolls onto his stomach and starts crawling towards Ramsey. The challenger sees him coming and fights to get to his feet.

Nick Hanson: How much more are these two gonna be able to dish out, Liv and Jim?

Jim Reynolds: They gotta be losing a lot of blood, Nicky!

Olivia Mayfaire: Depends on how bad each of them want it.

Ramsey makes it to his feet and stands back, readying himself for something as Myriad comes up onto one knee again. Ramsey comes charging in, looking for a Shining Wizard but Myriad lunges up and forward, catching Ramsey as he takes flight and drives him across his knee with an Irish Curse Backbreaker! Myriad roars, drawing a finger across Ramsey’s throat and runs him face first into the ground with a Swinging Reverse Flatliner, completing the signature maneuver.

Nick Hanson: MYRIAD WITH THE DIA DE MUERTOS!!!

Jim Reynolds: That’s gotta be it!!

Myriad rolls Ramsey over for the cover. The referee counts and the crowd counts with him.

Crowd: ICHI!!

NI!!!!

SA–OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Ramsey fires up his shoulder somehow and keeps this match going. Myriad’s had about enough at this point and he looks around, his eyes settling on the canoe itself. Pushing up to his feet, Myriad lets Ramsey rise up as he grabs the boat and hoists it up into his hands. The crowd gathering from out of their seats try to shout to Ramsey to warn him but he turns around and Myriad charges forward, using the canoe similar to how the ring steps are sometimes used and just nails Ramsey with it like a battering ram! Ramsey’s head snaps back and he goes rolling down the slope, down closer to the actual shoreline. He rolls onto his back just in time to see Myriad just yeet the 75lb water vessel down at him. Ramsey rolls out of the way and the metal boat hits the ground where he just was with a loud, metallic thud. Ramsey fights back to his feet as Myriad comes down onto the shore with him and rushes in with a running lariat, taking him down to the ground again. From there, he grabs Ramsey by the legs and, from the ground administers grapevine leglock before throwing his arms under Ramsey’s and around the back of his head. “Soul Reaper” (Step Over Toe Hold Full Nelson) locked in!! Myriad arches back, stretching Ramsey more as he tries to force a submission out of his opponent.

Nick Hanson: He could force the submission right here!

Jim Reynolds: Austin Ramsey might be wise to just live to fight another day here!

Olivia Mayfaire: He’s already taken so much! They both have!

Ramsey refuses to give up as he shakes his head when the referee asks him. With enough struggling and resistance, Ramsey’s able to get his legs free and start forcing up to his feet. Myriad fights to keep him trapped but as Ramsey gets them back up, he drops back down, sliding his arms free and manages to wrap his legs around Myriad’s, pulling him face first down into the sand where he goes to lock on an STF on Myriad. Now it’s Myriad being asked by the referee if he wants to submit. The champion refuses and claws at the sand, starting to drag him and Ramsey across the shore until Ramsey loses lock on his legs and Myriad’s able to roll back and throw an elbow into Ramsey’s face to break free. Ramsey grabs his face as Myriad sees something in the sand and a sadistic smile spreads across his face. Myriad reaches over, grabbing a handful of sand as the camera catches a glimpse of something MOVING. Tiny shapes crawling across Myriad’s hand as he comes up with his hand clenched into a fist and starts walking over to Ramsey and grabs him by the hair, pulling him up onto his knees

Olivia Mayfaire: What the hell does Myriad have?!

Jim Reynolds: They’re moving!

Olivia Mayfaire: What the… What the fuck is that?!

Myriad grabs Ramsey by the jaw and pries his mouth open, shoving the handful of crawling creatures into Ramsey’s mouth! The challenger starts to fight against it but it’s too late as Myriad places his hand against his mouth, pressing it closed. Ramsey starts to let out a muffled scream as Myriad laughs and some stray critters crawl across Ramsey’s face and neck.

Nick Hanson: Oh my god! Those… Those are sand fleas! MYRIAD JUST SHOVED A HANDFUL OF SAND FLEAS INTO AUSTIN RAMSEY’S MOUTH!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: Ohhhhhhh that is SICK, MOTHERFUCKER!!!

Jim Reynolds: This man is out of his mind!!!

Myriad lets Ramsey fall to his hands and knees, screaming and spitting onto the shore. He starts crawling out into the actual water where he dips his face into the incoming water, desperately trying to rinse his mouth out of the fleas while slapping the rest off of his face and neck. Myriad stalks over after him as the water rolls over his boots. He grabs him by the back of the head and shoves his face down into the water, laughing maniacally. Ramsey thrashes his arms around, kicking his legs as Myriad presses his face down. Myriad pulls Ramsey’s face up and he sucks in a gasping breath of oxygen before being shoved down into the water again. Ramsey continues to thrash and struggle to get free.

Nick Hanson: He’s not doing what I think he’s doing?!?!

Olivia Mayfaire: The referee needs to just stop this match! C’mon ref!!

Jim Reynolds: The title ain’t worth this, Austin!!!

Ramsey’s thrashing slows down to almost nothing and one arm falls into the sand, water washing over him. Myriad doesn’t see Ramsey’s hand clench around something. The champion lets go of his head and pushes him over onto his back, looking to go for a cover but Ramsey suddenly sucks in a breath of air and his arm comes up out of the water and he throws whatever he’s grabbed right into Myriad’s face! A gel like glob of something splats against Myriad’s face and the man immediately retracts, screaming in pain as he claws at his face to get whatever it is off.

Nick Hanson: Oh!!! Austin Ramsey just–!!

Olivia Mayfaire: That’s a damn jellyfish!!!

Jim Reynolds: Holy shit!!

Nick Hanson: Those things are venomous!!!

Myriad finally manages to rip the jellyfish off of his face and throws it back out into the water but he continues to grasp at his burning face as Ramsey pushes himself up to his feet. Myriad drops down onto his knee, feeling the strength begin to drain from his body. Ramsey glares at him with blood and salt water running down his face and with a primal yell, he charges in with a skull crushing Shining Wizard to the head of Myriad, sending him back into the sand!! Ramsey lands beside Myriad, grimacing in the pain from his own body as the onlooking crowd from the shore watch in a mix of horror and anticipation. He rolls over onto Myriad’s heaving chest for a cover!


The referee immediately gets to his feet and motions to the camera for the timekeeper to ring the bell!


Back at ringside, Isabella Salvatore announces.

Isabella Salvatore: Here is your winner aaaaaaand NEEEEEEEEEEW NFW Event Horizon Champion!!! AUSTIN…RAMSEY!!!

The referee helps Ramsey up to his feet and raises his arm as the crowd nearby that have gathered cheer in support for him. The EMT crew is already rushing down to the beach to check on Ramsey and Myriad but Ramsey waves them away so they all tend to Myriad as Ramsey staggers his way up to the beach. A second referee comes down, carrying the Event Horizon Championship, handing it to the new champion. Ramsey winces in pain, raising the title up high.

Nick Hanson: My god, that may have been the most brutal spectacle we’ve ever seen in this sport!

Jim Reynolds: No kidding!

Olivia Mayfaire: These two men tried to administer each other’s Last Rites, man!

Nick Hanson: Nonetheless, there he is, folks! The new Event Horizon Champion!!

Isabella Salvatore: The following contest is the Beach Brawl Party Tornado Tag! Weapons can be found under the blankets around the ring and the only way to win is to secure submission or pinfall inside the ring!
The slow, haunting opening of Rob Zombie’s “Little Piggy” plays as the silhouettes of the Astro Creeps appear on stage.


They make their way down to the ring, with Kosnar and Pisces on either side of their leader, Daedalus. Pisces crawls into the ring as Kosnar steps over the ropes and Daedalus opts for the ring steps. They all meet in the middle and Daedalus grins between his two monsters.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing team number one, accompanied to the ring by Daedalus, PIsces and Kosnar, the Astro Creeps!
The smooth beats and melodies of Sad Boy's "I Want It All" hit the speakers, a prelude to spotlights centering on the stage and the area lights going up in red and blue, those colors pulsing to the beat of the track. Shortly after, Juan and Javier Cortez make their entrance, joined by the lovely-and-dangerous Carmen Viviana Esquivel Cortez. The threesome stops at the top of the stage with the brothers getting the fans pumped up till they're moving along with the music. Standing between them, Carmen gestures to the pair with pride, laying a kiss on the cheek of her husband, Javier, while Juan keeps his attention on the fans. They start heading down the ramp, still exhorting the fans to keep movin' and vibin'. Reaching the ring, the brothers leap onto the apron and each take one of Carmen's arms, lifitng her up as well. She sits on the middle rope, allowing the brothers to step through together where they then climb the buckles, getting more pumped up with every passing moment. Taking off their shirts, the garments are tossed to the ringside fans with Carmen once again standing between the brothers at the ropes.

Both drop back down and start hitting the ropes before knocking fists together and moving in to flank Carmen, who gives them a bit of a talking to while their eyes are, collectively, locked on the task at hand. Holding the ropes for Carmen as she leaves the ring, Juan starts to bounce on his heels, loosening up further while Javier paces back and forth like an anxious prize-fighter, cracking his knuckles, ready to scrap.

Isabella Salvatore: And their opponents, accompanied to the ring by Carmen Viviana Esquivel Cortez, the team of Juan Cortez and Javier Cortez, The Cortez Dynasty!


Juan and Javier Cortez look around from the ring while Kosnar and Pisces stand in their own corner seemingly paying no attention at all to the Cortez Brothers. Carmen slaps the apron and nods to her charges whilst the Astro Creeps remain all but glued in place in their team’s corner as Daedalus instructs them through cruel smirk as if he knows it's just a matter of executing the plan before victory just falls before them.

Nick Hanson: That man’s smile is just the most off-putting thing ever. I think the only one that can compete would be if somehow we saw Gabriel Ohio do that even through the Myriad mask…

Jim Reynolds: Don’t, that will never happen as Myriad is in control and even if Myriad wasn’t in control, it could never compete with Daedalus on that score. That man just has way too much experience with the Creep factor.

Olivia Mayfaire: You did that one on purpose, didn’t you?

Nick Hanson: Daedalus is just…

Jim Reynolds: Watch it or he might send Kosnar over here to educate you!

Olivia Mayfaire: You don’t think Pisces could get the job done?

Jim Reynolds: Oh she could, but Kosnar would be faster.

Daedalus steps back and nods to his Astro Creeps. He steps back to the sand and looks at the blankets surrounding the ring knowing his Creeps will find lovely playthings with which to cause all categories of chaos. Juan and Javier turn and look at Carmen, all three scanning their side of the ring. Kosnar moves in and drills both Cortez Brothers from behind with a giant double lariat. Pisces watches on as the impact occurs and then slips through the ropes. She drops down to the blanket-covered pallets and pulls the first blanket back. Steel chairs gl;eam back at her and she grabs one. Kosnar drags up Juan and throws him into the corner so that he bounces off the turnbuckles. Juan staggers back and Kosnar scoops him up, slamming him hard onto the mat. Javier jumps up and directs a forearm at the big man. Kosnar catches him and scoops him up in kind. Kosnar slams Javier down onto his brother on the mat.

Nick Hanson: Kosnar is a one-man wrecking machine! How are they ever going to be able to survive this man’s onslaught long enough to even mount some offense, much less have a chance to win the fight and match?

Jim Reynolds: Who says they are or even can? Who says they ever had a snowball’s chance in hell of doing that? This is the Astro Creeps!

Olivia Mayfaire: Everyone who steps in that ring has a chance…

Jim Reynolds: Are you watching the same combatants that I am? Who has a chance against that?

Nick Hanson: Well, the Emperor Aces are the current champions so it CAN happen.

Jim Reynolds: When these monsters are allowed to wield weapons? What can possibly stand up against that ungodly amount of force?

Pisces tosses the chair into the ring. Kosnar walks towards her and catches it. Pisces reaches down and grabs a second chair. Carmen starts slapping the apron to get the Brothers’ attention as the big man slowly turns around, chair in hand. Juan and Javier both slowly start to get up to their feet and Kosnar swings for the fences. Juan rolls to the left, Javier to the right. The chair comes down between them, making a terrific noise upon impact on the mat. Kosnar brings the chair back up and the Cortez Brothers jump up to their feet as well. They rush at the monster and both hit a Vandaminaor-like blow to the chair, smashing it back into Kosnar’s face. Kosnar staggers back from the impact. Pisces starts to dive into the ring. Juan runs over and dives out at her, crashing forearm high into her. Pisces crashes onto the pallet, Juan landing next to her on the pallet with both ending up in the sand next to it.

Nick Hanson: The Dynasty has managed to stagger the monsters!

Jim Reynolds: Inconceivable!

Olivia Mayfaire: Looks like the Cortez Boys conceived of it just fine!

Jim Reynolds: There’s no way that finished Kosnar at all!

Nick Hanson: I don’t think anyone said it did.

Olivia Mayfaire: No, but it did more than you said could be done, Jim!

Jim Reynolds: Inconceivable!

Pisces gets up and cracks Juan in the back with her chair. Juan staggers from the impact, grimacing in pain. He grabs his own chair from the pile as he goes. Pisces swings again. Juan gets his chair up and swings it. The two chairs collide. Both combatants continue to swing again as if fencing with chairs. Pisces swings again. Juan ducks it and the chair zooms over his head. Juan swings again and connects on Pisces, knocking her down hard into the wooden pallet. Juan rears back and nails her across the back on the pallet. Pisces writhes in pain but somehow manages to not cry out. Juan rears back and drills her again with the chair. Pisces writhes again in pain. Still, no sound escapes her lips even as blood starts to trickle out from under her mask.

Nick Hanson: They’ve hurt one of them!

Jim Reynolds: Inconceivable!

Olivia Mayfaire: Again, looks like they could conceive it perfectly fine, Jim!

Nick Hanson: Kosnar’s getting back up though!

Jim Reynolds: They might be in trouble now!

Olivia Mayfaire: We’ll see what happens.

Javier kicks Kosnar. The big man adjusts his grip on the chair and blasts Javier’s leg as he’s coming in for another kick. Javier grimaces, gritting his teeth as he grabs at his leg. Kosnar gives the next swing with the chair a slight uppercut to it and cracks Javier in the face with it. Javier goes down hard, bleeding from the shot to the face. Kosnar steps on him for a cover.


Kosnar bends over and then looks back, snapping his head up straight again. Juan swings again with his chair. Kosnar gets his arm up and deflects it. Juan staggers back and Kosnar starts to raise his chair up. Juan slips his chair between the big man’s legs and Javier grabs it from behind Kosnar. The monster goes to swing. The Brothers bring their chair up between Kosnar’s leg, crocheting him hard. Kosnar doubles over and Juan pulls his chair out and jumps into a Vandaminator to the face of the big man. Carmen runs around, grabs a fourth chair and tosses it to Javier. Kosnar starts to spin from Juan’s blow and Javier swings his chair. The steel implement crashes into Kosnar’s skull and the big man goes down.

Nick Hanson: He’s down! The monster is down! They cut down the redwood!

Jim Reynolds: INCONCEIVABLE!

Olivia Mayfaire: You’re gonna make me say it, aren’t you?

Jim Reynolds: It’s just…

Olivia Mayfaire: You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.

Jim Reynolds: Shut up!

Nick Hanson: You’re the one who set her up for that one!

Olivia Mayfaire: Like I said, you made me say it.

Pisces looks under a second blanket and finds a bag under it. She checks the bag and shows the world watching that it’s filled with thumbtacks. Carmen runs over to the other side of the ring and pulls a third blanket to find tables stacked like cordwood. She calls out to Javier as Juan covers Kosnar.


Javier brings his chair down across Kosnar’s head before the monster has a chance to move after the kickout. Pisces comes in and hits a running knee on the still on one knee Juan. She empties the bag over the mat next to him and spreads them out in a nice wide bed of short sharp metal objects. Javier nails her in the back with his chair. Juan moves in and the Cortez Brothers hit the Slum Bomb on Pisces onto the tacks. Pisces writhes in agony as a sound of pain finally comes out of her. Javier and Juan grab a table and shove it into the ring. Carmen runs around the ring and gets a second bag of tacks. Kosnar starts up to his feet as the Cortez Brothers set up the table. Carmen slides the bag into the ring. Kosnar stops it with his foot and grabs the bag. He punches Juan with the bag and then Javier as well. He dumps the bag out over the table and then uses the bag to choke down Juan. Javier moves in to help his brother but Kosnar punches at him, dropping the bag as he does so. Javier tries to escape up the turnbuckles. Kosnar grabs at him and follows up to the second turnbuckle. Juan hits Kosnar low from behind. Javier drops down between the big man’s legs. The Cortez Brothers hit a double powerbomb off the second turnbuckle that smashes Kosnar through the thumbtack-covered table. Pisces gets to her feet and attacks. Javir tackles her into the first set of thumbtacks again while Juan covers Kosnar.


Isabella Salvatore: Here are your winners, the CORTEZ DYNASTY!

Nick Hanson: They’ve done it!

Jim Reynolds: I don’t believe it!

Olivia Mayfaire: Start believing, Jimbo. The Cortez Dynasty took the Astro Creeps to the streets and the Creeps didn’t like it much!

Nick Hanson: No, but the Dynasty sure as shit did!

Jim Reynolds: I’m in shock…

Olivia Mayfaire: Don’t stop believing!

Isabella Salvatore: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the Wicker Man Deathmatch! This match is no disqualification, no countout, no pinfall and no submission. The only way to win is to force your opponent inside of the wicker casket here at ringside and light it ablaze!
The crowd at NFW’s Cruel Summer had been enjoying the violent and bloody matches that had already happened. They quieted down as fog and lasers began filling and coming from the entrance area. Suddenly the intro to “Axel F’ by Harold Faltermeyer hits and plays over the beach setting. The video screen comes to life showing a montage of Marilyn Matthews's most violent matches in NFW. After the first few notes of the song, out she steps from the entranceway. The crowd pops at seeing her. As the music continues she begins dancing on the stage with a huge grin on her face. She then begins to walk toward the ring. She gives the fans she passes high fives. She even points out a couple of signs for her and other members of the Kingdom that have or are wrestling tonight.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California! Representing The Kingdom! Weighing in at 127lbs.The Deranged Digital Duchess, Marilyn Matthews!

She makes it to the ring and circles it once before climbing the steps. She nimbly hops over the top rope and runs to one of the turnbuckles. She climbs it and does her ‘Welcoming the doves’ pose as the fans get even louder. She then hops back down. Her face turns serious as she watches the entrance for her opponent.

Survival (The Chariot) By In Hearts Wake begins to play across the intercom system the guitar and drums intro began to play then it transitioned into the voice of Jake Taylor VixSin made their way out from backstage the crowd was shocked at the girl who was more beast than human but they still booed non the less . As they made their way out she was crawling on the floor

They began to crawl down the ramp while she was doing so they was grunting and screaming a the fans they would even grab a fans sign and tear it in half once they was at the bottom she would walk around the ring and then they would scream at the fans near the ring then they would crawl up the ring step and she would enter the ring once they would enter the ring

Isabella Salvatore: Her opponent! Weighing in tonight at 165 pounds, From A Graveyard Outside Of Las Vegas, Nevada “ The Nightmare This Is VixSin!

As they was being announced they would walk up and look at the ring announcer with intrigue and the look on their face was like she just saw another human for the first time and they did all this just because she wanted to. They would then walk to one of the turnbuckle and then they would climb up and then they would pose and after they were done she would hop down and go to their corner and then depending on if they were second she would attack her opponent.


The bell sounds and both women don’t even hesitate as they meet in the center of the ring and brawl is on between Mary and VixSin. The two of them exchange strikes before VixSin delivers a headbutt to Mary that causes her to stumble back a few steps and try and catch her bearings once again. As Mary is trying to recover, VixSin charges and takes Mary down with a running crossbody. She gets back to her feet, grabbing Mary and delivering a Michinoku Driver before she slides out of the ring. She begins to look under the ring and she pulls out a sledgehammer. VixSin grins as she holds it up in front of her face before she slides back into the ring.

Nick Hanson: This doesn’t look good for the former World Champion, folks.

Jim Reynolds: Mary has been through so many wars in her career that I doubt she’s even scared and besides, she’s a member of the greatest faction ever.

Olivia Mayfaire: Can you pick a side? Are you pro Kingdom or pro Anya?!

Jim Reynolds: It depends on the circumstances. Right now, I’m pro Kingdom!

Mary is beginning to get up to her feet as VixSin holds the sledgehammer over her head. She takes the weapons and swings down with force as Mary is able to just barely roll out of the way and avoid taking any damage. She gets up to her feet and as VixSin goes to raise the sledgehammer again, Mary delivers a kick to the midsection, followed by a kick to the face before she follows up with a Northern Lights suplex. Mary grins and struts around the ring as the crowd cheers her on before she looks at the sledgehammer and shrugs her shoulder, picking it up and as VixSin gets to her knees, Mary drives the head of the weapon right into the skull of her opponent before dropping it. She then yells for the referees to open casket and she grabs VixSin by the arms and begins to drag her towards it.

Olivia Mayfaire: Mary is looking to end this early.

Jim Reynolds: Of course she is. She of all people knows she doesn’t get paid by the hour, Liv.

Nick Hanson: She’s a multiple time world champion for a reason. Marilynn is as smart as she is tough in that ring.

Just as Mary is about to get to the edge of the ring, Vixsin begins to deliver a series of kicks to the head of Mary, forcing her to let go of VixSin. Mary looks down at her with a confident smirk as she nods her head, knowing it was going to take more than that to end this match. Mary delivers a series of stomps to the body of VixSin. She then rolls out of the ring herself and walks around, heading over to the opposite side and begins to look under it before she pulls out a chancla, but this isn’t an ordinary one, it seems to be covered in thumb tacks. Mary grins as she holds it in the air to the delight of the crowd. VixSin rolls out to try and meet Mary, but as she hits the outside, Mary swings with the chancla, connecting on the back of VixSin who arches back in pain as Mary drags the thumbtack covered sandal down the back of her opponent. Mary takes it again and once again, connects to the back of VixSin who cries out in pain.

Jim Reynolds: Somewhere in the arena, Lily I’m sure is amused by this one.

Nick Hanson: Knowing her, yes because for once, she isn’t being threatened with it from Mary.

Mary grabs VixSin by the hair and she pulls her head up before she takes the sandal and runs it across the face of VixSin, causing her to begin to bleed. Mary tosses the sandal to the side as she grabs VixSin by the hair and lifts up the mat around the ring, exposing the sand underneath it before she takes VixSin and she delivers The Sundering of Narsil to Vixsin, driving the open wound in her forehead right into the sand, causing VixSin to scream out in agonizing pain as she rolls around on the ground, screaming even more as sand gets into the piercing wounds on her back as well.

Olivia Mayfaire: That’s just as bad as rubbing salt into a wound!

Jim Reynolds: There’s a reason she’s called the Deranged Digital Duchess, Liv.

Nick Hanson: But this is just cruel and evil, James!

Jim Reynolds: Whatever it takes to inflict damage and win the match, Nicky.

Mary reaches down to grab VixSin, but as she does, VixSin has a handful of sand and tosses it right into the face of Mary, blinding her as she stumbles back once again. VixSin gets up to her feet and delivers another headbutt followed up by a kick to the midsection and then a running knee lift right under the jaw that stuns Mary. VixSin then searches under the ring, pulling out a baseball bat as she takes a swing, connecting to the midsection of Mary before taking the bat and repeatedly smashing it over the back of Mary to the point that it snaps in half.

VixSin then pulls Mary back up to her feet and brings her over towards the casket as the lid gets opened up. She lifts Mary up and is able to get her into the casket, but as she goes to try and close the lid, Mary is able to get an arm up and keep it from being shut on her. She fights and struggles with VixSin before she eventually is able to get back to her feet and she leaps out of the casket, delivering a blockbuster to VixSin. Mary looks around, grabbing the top half of the ring steps and pulling them off. She places it on the ground before she pulls VixSin back up to her feet and places her head on the steps and she looks to deliver another Sundering of Narsil, but VixSin is able to slip out at the last minute and avoid the move. She then grabs the ankle of Mary and pulls her down and she’s able to deliver Black Wedding onto the steps. VixSin laughs and looks down at Mary before she grabs the handle of the baseball bat and she takes the sharp end and begins to stab Mary in the head with it.

Nick Hanson: These two are pulling out everything to put each other away.

Olivia Mayfaire: That’s the entire theme of tonight, Nick.

Jim Reynolds: VixSin is a sick, twisted woman though! She’s ruining the beautiful face of Mary!

VixSin laughs as she runs her hand through the blood pouring down the face of Mary before she licks it off. She grabs Mary and she looks to deliver The Death Penalty, but Mary is able to counter and float over behind VixSin and as soon as she turns around, Mary is able to deliver Got ‘Em on VixSin. She then grabs her opponent and she delivers Nighty Night, locking VixSin into the Koji Clutch. Mary has the hold locked in tight as VixSin tries to fight through it and find a way to escape. As much as she tries, VixSin eventually begins to slow down as her eyes roll into the back of her head and her body goes limp.

Nick Hanson: I think VixSin is out, folks.

Jim Reynolds: Mary is going to do it!

Olivia Mayfaire: All she needs to do is get VixSin into the casket and light it on fire and this one is over!

Mary grabs VixSin and begins to drag her towards the casket. She picks VixSin up and rolls her onto the ring apron before getting up herself and pushing VixSin into the casket as she slams the lid shut. She yells for the lighter and as she does, VixSin pushes the lid back open and she grabs Mary by the throat. VixSin gets back up to her feet and she steps out of the casket and back onto the ring apron before she hits Mary with Destination Hellhole right into the casket herself. VixSin now slams the lid shut and as she goes to grab the lighter, she fumbles around with it a little bit and that little bit is enough for Mary to recover and she gets up and she scrambles into the ring and hits the ropes and leaps over the top rope and VixSin, delivering Blitzed right into the coffin. She gets out of the coffin herself and slams the lid shut once again and this time, she grabs the lighter and she is finally able to set the casket on fire as the bell sounds and she rolls into the ring, watching the wicker go up into flames.


Isabella Salvatore: Here is your winner, Marilyn…Matthews!!!

“Axel F” by Harold Faltermeyer plays as as Matthews steps back from the rising blaze and has her arms raised. At ringside, Quinn stands by the burning casket in an absolute panic as she screams for the officials to put the fire out. Ringside staff rush over with fire extinguishers and start dousing the flames as Marilyn Matthews celebrates her hard fought victory. The scorched lid of the casket flies open and out comes VixSin in full on feral mode, swiping at anybody in reach as smoke rises from her singed gear. She snarls and snaps before taking off up the walkway and through the curtain with Quinn running after, trying to catch her.

Olivia Mayfaire: That is one feral ass woman!

Jim Reynolds: Somebody should give her a rabies shot.

Olivia Mayfaire: Give Marilyn Matthews one! She just came into close contact!

Jim Reynolds: Truth!

The cameras return to ringside where a crane is seen lowering the cell structure around the ring. The ropes are, once again, replaced by barbwire, though there’s no explosive charges around the ring this time.

Nick Hanson: Well, ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for what I guess you could call the final chapter in a shattered friendship.

Olivia Mayfaire: These two definitely aren’t friends anymore if it’s come down to a match like this. I don’t care what anyone says.

Standing by the outside of the cell by the timekeeper and commentary table, Isabella Salvatore lifts her microphone to begin.

Isabella Salvatore: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is the Bangkok Prison Match!!

Jim Reynolds: We have medical personnel on standby, right?

Nick Hanson: It’s Cruel Summer, Jim. Of course we do.

Olivia Mayfaire: Might need a coroner after this one.

As the buzz at Manza Beach quiets down, all eyes turn to the gorilla position. Out walk a group of trombone players, each dressed in sharp suits. While their ethnicities and genders vary, they all have a serious look on their faces. They gather in a tight circle, quickly chatting and nodding. Then, with a deep breath and a shared nod, they raise their trombones.


“Industry Baby” by Gill The iLL featuring JVZEL starts to play, and the crowd instantly start to boo the live haughty performance of the arrogant theme song. A green spotlight beams down at the entryway. The camera descends to gradually reveal Cass Baumer. The controversial flavor of the month grooves down the sandy aisle in a windbreaker jacket, its beaded tassels at the bottom hem bouncing to the beat. The texture looks like green scales, though it’s made of nylon. Once she nears the center of the clearing, she spins and steps backward, spreading her arms to show off the “Scourge of the Earth” embroidered patch Velcroed at the back of her coat.

Removing the jacket and carefully handing it off to another person in a suit that matched the trombone players, she shows off that she ditched her traditional ring gear for tonight. Baumer now dons a modest tank top neatly tucked into rugged black jeans, accented by a tight studded belt around her waist. The tank top is a brighter green than the jacket, with the faint look of scales as well. The standout of the deathmatch ensemble, however, is her black and green soccer cleats with metal studs. Her hands are meticulously wrapped in hemp rope, with tree sap and shards of broken glass covering the backs, and just above that, a protective silicone splint holds her left wrist.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first! From Karori, Wellington, New Zealand! Weighing in at 141lbs! This is…CASS…BAUMER!!

The Lil;Nas X cover continues to play. The vocals are fed into the sound system, while the trombone background tracks are still played with passion by the band near the gorilla position. Baumer looks back at them as if they’ll somehow give her comfort for what’s to come but then looks forward again at the imposing metallic structure around the ring. Nearing the cage further with slow steps, Cass looks up to take note of the size with her grip on the chainlink. Then, with an exasperated breath, she starts to climb as the music fades. The band leaves.

Nick Hanson: We are seeing a whole new Cass Baumer, ladies and gentlemen!

Jim Reynolds: I love it!!!

Nick Hanson: It started with a new attitude and new motivation. Tonight she comes out with new gear and new music. She has said she aims to climb to the top of the food chain of NFW and, well, we may be seeing some symbolism of that here right now.

Olivia Mayfaire: What the hell is she doing? The match starts in the ring!

Jim Reynolds: She can do whatever she wants! Leave that girl alone!

Olivia Mayfaire: The fuck are you gonna do if I don’t?!

Nick Hanson: Baumer climbing to the top of this sixteen foot high structure that’s built to keep competitors inside the ring but it would appear she has other plans in mind.

Once she reaches the top, Baumer sits down to the roar of jeers in her ear. She’s nowhere near the edge, nearly standing at the exact center of the metal floor. Eyeing the stage, she anxiously waits for Morgan Payne’s arrival through gritted teeth.

There’s an uncomfortable pause in activity as the crowd anxiously awaits for the next announcement. The Okinawa gasps then as the lighting around the entryway goes completely out. At this time of the evening, the beach is shrouded almost entirely in darkness, save for the moon shining down from above. Suddenly, the large tron screen comes on, drawing everyone’s attention. On the tron is footage of a shaky camera and the voice of Cass Baumer can be heard as the camera lifts up inside of a locker room where Morgan Payne is seen on a bench tying her wrestling boots. Viewers can tell from her gear and her more slender shape that this is an old clip.



The video abruptly ends as a reel of old photos showing Cass Baumer and Morgan Payne during their years as friends together starts to roll as Ill Nino’s “Sangre” suddenly kicks on over the PA system. As the opening guitar and drums kick in with the pictures, the reel starts to turn red as digital blood slowly drains down from the top of the screen, leaving an eerie red overlay on the photos as they keep scrolling.





As the lyrics play through the song, the entryway lights up again and as Marcos Leal starts to sing “you’re forcing my hand”, Morgan Payne comes stepping out through the curtain with a look of cold, deadly determination in her eyes. She looks around at the at the roaring fans before looking up ahead to see Cass standing on top of the cell. Finally, she turns her back to the camera and spreads her arms with her fists clenched, giving a clear view of the back of her hooded entrance vest for the evening. As always, the words “NON FACCIAMO” are embroidered in as a top rocker, with the rest of the phrase, “ALTRO VINTO” embroidered as a bottom rocker. The crowd reacts in surprise, however, as they see something special for this night in the form of a large patch in the center of the vest - the bloody, severed head of Medusa. Morgan turns around, pumping her fist and bringing up a knee with a yell before storming towards the ring.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing her opponent! Representing The Kingdom! From The Burgh! She weighs in at 140lbs! This is…MORGAN…PAYNE!!

As Morgan approaches the cell around the ring, it’s made quickly clear that she’s not in her normal ring gear. Rather, she’s in a long unseen yet all too familiar pair of black fatigue pants bloused into a pair of Doc Marten boots, and a black stretch tank bodysuit. Her hands are wrapped in hemp rope and have been dipped in tree sap and broken glass. The whole time, as she approaches the ring, Morgan never takes her eyes off of Cass on top of the cell. Nor does she break her stride until she reaches a few feet from the cell and holds her gaze up on her opponent, letting her specially chosen song play to make damn sure her former friend hears the lyrics. Once the bridge of the song hits, Morgan finally throws the hood on her vest back and pulls it off, letting it drop to the floor behind her, revealing that - in what was known of her to do in these sorts of matches - part of her hair is tied up into a topknot to keep it out of her face. Not having second thoughts at all, she storms forward, grabs onto the cell and starts climbing up as her music fades.

Nick Hanson: Well Morgan Payne, not wasting any time in deciding what she wants to do here!

Olivia Mayfaire: Of course not! This woman took one look at Cass Baumer and said “you want me up there? I’m gonna come up there and stomp your ass!”

Jim Reynolds: How can you condone any of this?! Morgan intends to do serious bodily harm to a competitor that only wants to succeed like she has! And did you see that video?! Psychological warfare! That’s against some rules of engagement!

Olivia Mayfaire: Showing her backstabbing former friend what she threw away is my guess!

Nick Hanson: Well, no rules of engagement here tonight, Jim. This is Cruel Summer. Anything goes in every match and you can bet your butt it’s gonna factor into this one!

Olivia Mayfaire: Morgan’s almost at the top, what’s Cass doing now? Hey!

Olivia exclaims as Cass walks across the roof of the cell and kneels down as Morgan nears the top. Cass grabs Morgan by the hair and starts throwing right handed punches at Morgan’s head, trying to get an early advantage in. Morgan tries to pull free but Cass has hold of her hair and uses it to hold tight as she rains shots down, causing Morgan to almost slip on the wall of the cell.

Nick Hanson: And we haven’t even gotten the bell yet but these two are going already! Cass Baumer trying to get the jump on Morgan Payne, early on in this match!

Jim Reynolds: Get her Cass!

Olivia Mayfaire: She can fall, guys! At least let her make it to the top!

Jim Reynolds: Fuck that!

Cass throws a couple of more shots across Morgan’s forehead. Morgan lets go of the cell with one hand and grabs onto Cass’ wrist that’s grabbing her hair. Cass lets go and struggles to pull free, managing to do so and almost teeters backward. Morgan climbs up higher, finding her grip on the edge of the cell roof where Cass then tries to stomp on her fingers. She gets one hand. Morgan shakes out her fingers and quickly grabs onto the chainlink again just before Cass’ boot finds her other hand and stomps that one loose. Morgan leans back away from the cell, fighting against gravity to pull herself back against the wall and she reaches up to grab the ledge again. Cass goes to stomp her fingers again but Morgan moves her hand to the side, quickly finding her grip again. Cass tries for the other hand and Morgan just barely moves it. Cass jumps up with both feet and tries to come down on both of Morgan’s hands but in a gasping moment, Morgan slides both hands inward along the ledge. This time, she uses her wits and grabs onto one of Cass’ boots by the ankle and pulls on it. Cass fights to get her foot free.

Jim Reynolds: Look at Morgan trying to make Cass go over the edge! How could she?!

Olivia Mayfaire: Oh shut up, Jim!

Nick Hanson: That’s a sixteen foot drop, maybe more. We don’t want either of them going over!

Cass pulls to get her foot free but Morgan holds on tight with it.

Cass Baumer: LEMME GO!! MORGAN!!! LET!! ME!! GO!! AHHH!!

Cass yelps out as Morgan does finally let go of her boot, sending the Headline tumbling back and falling onto her back and butt on the roof of the cage. Morgan uses this window of opportunity to finally climb on top of the cell, rolling to safety and quickly sits up, looking to Cass as she starts to rise to her feet. Cass gets that look of second thoughts now as she finds her own footing and Okinawa starts getting loud as the two opponents are finally face to face.

Olivia Mayfaire: Oh she’s got your ass now.

Jim Reynolds: This is bad! Get outta there Cass!

Olivia Mayfaire: SHE’S GOT YOUR ASS NOW!

Nick Hanson: Finally! The two former friends turned bitter enemies! Face to face with nothing to stand between them!


Nick Hanson: And there’s the bell and here we go!!!

Cass throws her hands out in front of her, stepping back, starting to beg her off. Morgan sneers as she moves forward right with her. Streams of blood are already creeping down her forehead and over the bridge of her nose from Cass’ early shots. Her upper lip twitches with unbridled rage, just waiting to be unleashed.

Olivia Mayfaire: Oh she’s got you now. She’s got you now! Where you gonna go, Baumer?!

Jim Reynolds: How can you condone this?!

Morgan keeps advancing forward. Cass looks back over her shoulder, quickly, making sure she isn’t nearing the edge on the other side. Morgan blinks and stops, bringing her fingers up to her eye as one of the blood streams trickle down into her vision. Cass sees this as an opportunity and rushes forward as fast as she can move across the difficult terrain of the cell roof. Cass starts throwing haymakers at Morgan, getting more shots in while Morgan clears her vision but this time, Morgan’s able to get an arm up to block one of the shots and she rocks Cass right back with a shot of her own. Cass rocks and Morgan keeps at it, firing off on all cylinders! Okinawa starts going wild as Cass staggers backwards, nearing the edge of the cell. Morgan keeps firing away, shot after shot with her own glass riddled fists. Cass backs up to the edge and starts to teeter backward but Morgan catches her by the wrist. Cass looks down behind and below her at the drop she almost took. Her head whips around to look at Morgan almost with a thankful expression on her face, now also with traces of blood coming down her forehead and down her cheek. She gives a nervous laughter as she sits there, held up only by Morgan’s grip on her wrist.

Jim Reynolds: Oh thank god for you Morgan! You do have a heart!

Nick Hanson: That could have been very bad, folks! There’s nothing but sand and earth down there. God forbid if Cass Baumer fell and hit the guardrail in front of the crowd!

Anyone looking at Morgan’s face can tell the very thought of just releasing Cass’ arm and letting her fall is crossing her mind but she pulls Cass back in, right into an attempt at an Irish Whip but as she starts to send Cass across the roof, Morgan yanks her right back in for a Short Arm Clothesline that sends Cass down, rattling the cage. Morgan almost loses her balance from the unsteady flooring beneath her. There’s a loud snap as one of the support zip ties SNAPS free and the cage roof sags in underneath her foot.

Olivia Mayfaire: That’s not gonna hold… Guys, that’s not gonna hold!

Jim Reynolds: They need to get down from there and get inside the ring. That’s where this match is supposed to be taking place.

Nick Hanson: This structure was put in place to keep competitors inside but we’ve seen people take to the roof before.

Olivia Mayfaire: We’ve seen people go through the walls of this thing before. You kidding?

Morgan picks Cass up by her hair and starts laying shots against her forehead some more. Cass yells in pain from the glass cutting into her skin and she catches Morgan with a shot of her own, right across the temple and knocks her back. Morgan grabs at her face, making sure she didn’t take that one in the eye. Cass steps forward and starts throwing body shots to the ribs and a kick to the midsection. Morgan lunges back in and clinches her around the back of the head, throwing Muay Thai Knees. Cass sags down to a knee and Morgan pulls her head between her legs, hooking her arms behind her back, sending Okinawa into a pop.

Jim Reynolds: No way!! Not this!!

Nick Hanson: I think Morgan Payne’s going for the Coma White!!

Olivia Mayfaire: On top of the cell?! That’s not gonna hold!

Morgan calls for it, indeed The Coma White but Cass gets her arms free, grabs Morgan’s legs and delivers a back body drop, sending Morgan up and over. She lands hard on the cell roof, right across the center support beam right on her lower back and yells out in agony. Morgan kicks her legs and turns onto her side, holding her back as Cass shakes out the nerves and turns around to find her opponent vulnerable again. She picks her up and sets her up for a vertical suplex. Cass goes to lift her up but the chain link underneath her feet sags in as more zip ties snap loose and Cass doesn’t get the lift. Morgan steps up with her feet right onto the same bar she landed on and goes to reverse the suplex into one of her own. She gets Cass up and falls back, dropping the Headliner right onto the cell roof. Both women lie there for a moment before working to make it back to their feet. Cass and Morgan stare at each other while up on their hands and knees. Blood running down their faces as they glare at each other. It’s an image worth a picture! They slowly stand up, almost in sync, knowing they need to be careful in their position. Morgan steps forward, over the bar and onto the chain link to approach Cass. As soon as both of them are on the same section of the roof, the platform sags underneath them and they both stop moving. There’s a split second between them as they lock eyes and waver to catch their balance when suddenly–


THE ROOF GIVES OUT UNDERNEATH BOTH OF THEM AND THEY FALL THROUGH!!!!!! CASS BAUMER MANAGES TO GRAB ONTO THE LEDGE AS SHE FALLS, LEAVING HER DANGLING BUT MORGAN GRABS ONLY AIR AND GOES SLAMMING DOWN ONTO THE MAT!!!!!! OKINAWA LOSES THEIR MINDS!!!!!!

Nick Hanson: OH MY GOD!!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: HOLY SHIT, NO!!!!

Nick Hanson: OH MY GOD, THAT JUST HAPPENED!!!!!

Jim Reynolds: I KNEW IT WAS!!!! IT WAS BOUND TO!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: I GOTTA AGREE!!! YOU SAW HOW UNSTEADY THAT ROOF WAS!!!!!

Nick Hanson: Morgan Payne just plummeted sixteen feet down onto the canvas!! Somehow, Cass Baumer was able to grab onto something to save herself!

Olivia Mayfaire: We need the EMTs out here. We need to stop this match now!

Jim Reynolds: I agree! Referee stoppage and call it done!

The referee assigned to the match, who’s been waiting inside the ring, rushes to Morgan’s side to check on her as the woman lies there in pain all throughout her body. Not sure if anything’s broken or not. As the referee continues to check, asking Morgan what hurts worst, Cass, dangling from her grip on the cell shimmies across onto the side of the hole where the caved in section of roof is hanging and starts to climb down. She makes it down the bottom and just as she drops down to the mat, the square section of chain link finishes giving away and falls to the mat in front of her. Cass moves it out of the way and turns her gaze on Morgan with a sinister smile spreading across her bloodied face again. She starts to advance with the referee trying to beg her off but Cass ignores their pleading and goes right for a cover, shouting for the count.

Nick Hanson: Baumer going for a pinfall here. Might be considered an act of mercy, given the circumstances.

Jim Reynolds: Did not think this match would end so soon.


Olivia Mayfaire: IT’S NOT OVER YET!!!

Nick Hanson: MORGAN PAYNE JUST KICKED OUT!!! SHE’S NOT READY TO QUIT!

Cass sits back with her jaw dropped in disbelief as the Okinawa crowd goes wild. She slaps her hands together three times, yelling at the referee who confirms that Morgan kicked out before three. Sneering, Cass stands up and looms over Morgan.

Cass Baumer: What are you doing?! What are you doing?!! Are you fucking stupid?! Look at you!!! You wanted this, now look at you!!!! Must be hitting the bottle again!!

Nick Hanson: Oh c’mon, now that’s not necessary!

Olivia Mayfaire: Completely classless!

Jim Reynolds: Well, c’mon! Why else would Morgan keep this match going? She should live to fight another day!

Olivia Mayfaire: Morgan Payne will not give up so long as she has a breath in her body.

Nick Hanson: Well, I guess this match is going to continue. At least now, it’s finally in the ring.

Jim Reynolds: Yeah, surrounded by barbwire!

Cass starts angrily putting the boots to Morgan on the mat as the woman continues to curl up in pain from the fall. Seeing her clutching her leg that she had targeted weeks ago, Cass grabs her by that foot and starts laying stomps to the back of the knee, working that hamstring. She steps over, looking to apply a Figure Four Leglock but Morgan plants her other boot against her butt and shoves her right towards the barbwire in place of the ropes! Cass manages to drop to her knees, stopping herself from making a collision with it and turns back around. She sees Morgan getting slowly up to her feet and comes in with a Swinging Neckbreaker, snapping Morgan back down to the mat. She throws her legs around Morgan’s head and grabs onto an arm, going for a Triangle Headlock. Morgan fights against it as the referee checks for a submission. Morgan eventually gets her arm free and manages to turn over onto her knees and pull her head from between Cass’ legs. Standing behind her now, Morgan gets up and grabs Cass for a German Suplex but Cass throws her head back right into Morgan’s face, snapping her head back. She throws her elbow back into the side of her temple. Morgan shoves Cass forward again. Cass almost runs head on into the barbwire but braces with her hands to keep herself from hitting it. The wrapping on her hands saves her palms from any damage and she turns back towards Morgan who comes running at her. Cass charges in to meet her and Morgan looks for a lariat but Cass suddenly drops down, connecting with a Slide Tackle to Morgan’s feet, kicking her legs out from under her and MORGAN GOES FALLING RIGHT INTO THE BARBWIRE SURROUNDING THE RING!!!!

Crowd: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Nick Hanson: We knew it was going to happen eventually!!!! That unforgiving wire, digging into the flesh!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: This match is insane, Nicky!!

Jim Reynolds: It was Morgan’s idea! She has nobody to blame but herself!!!

Morgan yells in pain as the wire digs into her arms and chest. Cass hurries back to her feet and steps in behind Morgan, grabbing her by the waist. She pushes her against the barbwire more before yanking her back right into a German Suplex, bridging for the pin!


Cass sits up, wiping some blood from her face. She looks at it, snickers and wipes her hand off on Morgan’s top before picking her up into a Brainbuster. Morgan crashes to the mat and Cass gets back to her feet, jumping up to deliver an Elbow Drop right into another cover.


Cass shakes her head, getting annoyed now as she stands over her former friend and starts lightly just kicking her in the head and shrugging her hands out, nonchalantly. She boots her again. She boots her a third time. Morgan fights up to all fours and Cass grabs her by the hair, nailing her with a shot to the forehead with her glass fist.

Cass Baumer: C’mon then, Morg! You wanna keep going?

She hits her again, sending her back but Morgan catches herself on her hand and pushes herself back up to a kneeling position. Cass hits her again.

Cass Baumer: Get up.

Morgan rests there on her knees and Cass punches her again, blood covering Morgan’s face now.

Cass Baumer: Get up!! You wanted this?! You’re getting it!! You’re the Ace?!

Cass draws her fist back and rocks Morgan again, opening up a cut on her cheek bone.

Cass Baumer: You want this, Ace?! This is what you chose to do?! You gonna let your brother choose this?! Huh?! You gonna let little Javier choose this?!

Cass rears her fist back and nails Morgan with another shot.

Cass Baumer: GET UP, MORGAN!!!! SHOW THESE PEOPLE WHAT AN ACE IS!!!!! SHOW LITTLE JAVI HOW BADASS BIG SISSY IS!!!!

Cass nails her again and something snaps in Morgan as she looks up at the woman with burning rage forming in her eyes. Cass shakes her head in disgust and SLAPS MORGAN ACROSS THE FACE!!! Just paint brushes her!!! Morgan’s head snaps back around and she snarls up at Cass who slaps her again. Cass throws another shot with her fists. Then another, but Morgan’s starting to fight up to her feet.

Nick Hanson: Ohhhhh would you look at the look in Morgan Payne’s eyes.

Olivia Mayfaire: I think she’s had enough!

Morgan makes it vertical as Cass clocks her again and she stumbles before whipping her head back around and screams in Cass’ face, letting that rage boil to the surface. Cass grabs her by the back of the head and goes for another shot but Morgan parries it and TAKES CASS ACROSS THE FACE WITH A STRONG STYLE FOREARM!!!! Cass stumbles back, almost hitting the wire but Morgan pulls her back and starts teeing off on her with hard shots of her own, sending those glass fists of hers across Cass’ face and body. Cass gets an arm up to block and throws a Headbutt right into Morgan’s face. The Steel City Kaiju stumbles back and Cass comes running in but Morgan scoops her up into a Flapjack, dropping her right on top of the barbwire surrounding the ring! Cass’ eyes go wide as she screams out in agony from the wire piercing her skin. As Cass quivers on the wire, Morgan sees the section of cage that fell into the ring off in a corner and grabs it, sliding it to the center of the mat.

Jim Reynolds: Oh no, what’s she doing now?! No!

Olivia Mayfaire: I don’t know but this is gonna hurt, for sure!

Nick Hanson: That’s a piece of the cell roof that fell in when Cass Baumer and Morgan Payne came crashing down inside. Solid steel chain link, folks!

Morgan grabs her by the back of her tights and just rips Cass away from the wire, grabbing her around the waist and delivers a Belly To Back Suplex with a thunderous crash onto the cell panel and the mat!! Cass tenses up on the mat as pain shoots through her body while Morgan clenches her fists and fights to her feet. She grabs Cass again, this time hitting a Gutwrench Suplex onto the chain link again! Morgan drags herself back up and grabs Cass, just anchoring her up off of the mat to deliver a Deadlift German Suplex onto the steel again! Cass lies there, looking broken on the mat as Morgan staggers up to her feet and stares down at her, seething. But she looks up at the supportive crowd and changes her tone, holding up her index finger.

Morgan Payne: Mōhitotsu?!

Crowd: MŌHITOTSU!!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: They want one more!!!

Jim Reynolds: These people are sick!

Morgan Payne: Get yo ass up, bitch!!

Morgan pulls Cass up and starts setting her up for a Saito Suplex which the Okinawa crowd starts to really get behind, given the origins. Cass snaps out of her pained trance and realizes her predicament. She clinches her arm around Morgan’s head and starts throwing glass shots to the top of Morgan’s head, forcing Morgan to let her go. Morgan stumbles back and Cass finds her balance again, seeing her rival clutching her head. The Scourge of the Earth sees her opening and goes running at Morgan for a Spear but Morgan catches her coming and side steps, grabbing her by the back of the gear and giving her a shove. Cass sees herself running right at the barbwire again and manages to turn but her back still slams back into the unforgiving barbs! Okinawa gasps in empathy again as Cass shrieks out in pain and Morgan rolls her arm, charges in and at the expense of herself, even, drives her arm into Cass with “THE FADED LINE (CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL)” SENDING CASS ROLLING BACK OVER THE BARBWIRE WHERE IT TEARS AT HER BACK AS SHE FALLS DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!!!!! In consequences, Morgan falls back onto the mat, clutching at her chest as the wire dug into her as well.

Nick Hanson: Big clothesline to the outside and this match is getting more insane by the minute!!!

Jim Reynolds: The referee needs to stop this!! Look at Cass’ back!!

Cass’ tanktop has been torn in the back with blood seeping through the holes as she lies groaning in pain on the padded floor around the ring on the beach. The same can be said for Morgan whose spandex tank now has visible tears and blood on the front as she pounds her fist on the mat in pain. Lest nobody forget both of these women’s faces are completely covered in blood now. The chaos of everything going on slows down as both wrestlers take a moment to recover in and out of the ring. Finally, Morgan rolls to the outside and goes after Cass again who’s got her hand underneath the ring. As soon as she feels Morgan pick her up, she wrenches free from her grasp….and she’s got a light tube in hand!


She smashes it right over Morgan’s head!!!! Glass and fluorescent dust go flying in the air as Morgan stumbles backwards in a daze! Cass tosses the broken light tube into the ring, grabs Morgan and runs her face first into the wall of the cell! She holds her there, starting to rake her face against the chain link. Morgan’s screaming in pain as her flesh is run across a proverbial cheese grater! Cass laughs, taunting her before bouncing her head off of the cell and sending her stumbling to the floor. Cass reaches underneath the ring again and pulls out another light tube. She SHATTERS IT ACROSS MORGAN’S BACK, sending her stumbling against the corner of the cell. Cass throws the broken light tube in her hand at Morgan who ducks under it and it bounces off of the cell wall as she gets out of the way. Cass sees an opportunity and quickly surveys the surroundings, figuring something out before charging forward. She reaches the corner of the cell, runs up the side and kicks off of it to hit “BLEEDING EDGE (INSTEP PENALTY KICK)” WITH THE CLEATS TO THE FACE OF MORGAN!!!!!

Jim Reynolds: BLEEDING EDGE!!!! SHE GOT IT!!!!

Nick Hanson: THAT VICIOUS KICK OF CASS BAUMER’S!!! IF PAYNE WASN’T BLEEDING ALREADY SHE WOULD BE NOW!!

Olivia Mayfaire: PRETTY SURE THAT’S ANOTHER OPEN CUT, BOYS!!

Cass Baumer: C’mon, Morgan! Had enough?! Huh?!

Nick Hanson: Oh, Cass Baumer taunting some more.

Morgan lays there on the padded floor, looking like she’s had the lights absolutely knocked out of her. Cass leans a hand against the cage wall, blood dripping from her jaw, chin and nose like syrup out of a leaky faucet as she pants for breath. She shakes her head, though. She’s not finished. She reaches into the ring and grabs the section of fallen cell, dragging it out of the ring to lay it over Morgan as best as she can. Granted, it’s too big so she can only bridge it between the cell and the ring so she grabs Morgan by the feet and drags her from under it so she can pick her up and put her on the apron. Being cautious of the barbwire, Cass climbs up onto the apron with Morgan and picks her up, looking for a Powerbomb onto the bridged cell panel. Morgan kicks her feet to cause as much unsteadiness as she can to make it difficult until Cass sets her down again. Cass hammers her fist across Morgan’s back.

Cass Baumer: Fuck off! Just accept it, Morgan! I got your ass!

Cass goes to lift her up again but Morgan kicks her feet and finds her footing on the apron once more. Growling, Cass stands Morgan straight and hits her with a backhand chop across the chest. Morgan yells out in pain, leaning back against the wire. Cass delivers another chop which cuts into her chest more and pushes her against the barbwire behind her. Morgan grits her teeth and comes off the wire with a forearm to the jaw of Cass Baumer. Cass stumbles back. She comes back in for a Superkick but Morgan catches her foot! She spins Cass around, putting her back to her! Grabs her from behind, under the arms! “GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP (SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX)” OFF THE APRON AND ONTO THE CELL PANEL!!!!!!

Crowd: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Nick Hanson: SHADES OF “SUPER TIGER” RISA SAITO!!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: SHOUTING OUT ONE OF HER REAL FRIENDS!!!

Jim Reynolds: Cass Baumer was a real friend until Morgan Payne betrayed her!!

Olivia Mayfaire: Who betrayed who now, motherfucker?!

Cass lays on the padded floor, over the cell panel where the chain link has snapped out from the metal framing. Her face twisted in pain. Morgan rolls off of the apron and just lays there for a moment, feeling the impact as well. She pushes herself up to her feet and shoves the frame of the panel out of the way, reaching down and picking Cass up again.

Morgan Payne: C’mon, Cass. Get yo ass up. You wanna talk shit? Wanna be a tough bitch? I got’chu. Ey camera man! C’mere!

Morgan motions a cameraman outside of the cell over as she presses Cass face against the cell wall and just puuuuuushes against it. Cass starts to groan in pain as Morgan essentially starts trying to push her flesh through the holes. The camera outside comes in for a close up as blood oozes down Cass’ face. The bloody face of Morgan behind her sneers with pure hate, not smiling one bit despite as much as she’s enjoying this.

Morgan Payne: What’s dat you was sayin’? Huh?! What’s dat?! Talk dat shit now, Cass! Talk dat shit now!! Say somethin’ abaht my brother now!! Say somethin’ abaht my old man! Say whassup to Chrissy!! Huh?! Nothin’?!

Morgan pulls Cass back and drives her head against the cell wall before rolling her back into the ring. She pauses for a moment, breathing heavily before crawling back into the ring after her. Cass crawls across the mat as Morgan stands and limps, gingerly around her. She shrugs her hands up, blood dripping from her covered face.

Morgan Payne: What…? Nothin’? You ain’t got no more t’say? Huh? Hey Cass, why don’chu tell me what my brother’s name is, huh? What’s his name? You remember? Hey, what’s my coach’s name? You remember dat? Yeah? Nah? Nah, get yo ass up. C’mere.

Morgan pulls Cass up by the hair and ROCKS her across the forehead with another shot from one of her glass fists. She pulls her in and goes for a Vertical Suplex but Cass is suddenly able to reverse it, she lands behind Morgan and shoves her into the barbwire again. Morgan gets her forearms up to absorbs the brunt of the impact as the barbs dig into her flesh and she hisses, growling in pain. Cass goes for a running start across the ring, looking to hit another “Bleeding Edge” but she sees the barbwire and stops short. Cursing, she turns back and starts to charge Morgan BUT SHE RUNS RIGHT INTO A BROGUE KICK SENDING HER BACK INTO THE BARBWIRE ANYWAY!!!!!

Nick Hanson:, Jim Reynolds:, Olivia Mayfaire: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Crowd: TASTES LIKE A TIMBALAND BOOT, BITCH!!!!!

Jim Reynolds: SOMEONE SHUT THESE PEOPLE UP!!!

Cass screams in pain as she rips herself away from the wire. She stumbles forward as Morgan comes in with a kick to the midsection! Catches her head on her shoulder!!!! “ART OF RUIN (SITOUT STUNNER)!!!!!!!” Cass takes the move like she’s been bounced off of a trampoline, rolls back head over heels and lands face down on the mat with her boots hung up on the wire. Morgan catches her breath for a second and crawls over, grabbing Cass and pulls her to the center of the mat, rolling her over for a cover.


Nick Hanson: I CAN’T BELIEVE CASS BAUMER KICKED OUT OF THAT!!!

Jim Reynolds: LET’S GO, CASS!!! YOU STILL GOT THIS!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: They’re both tough as nails!!! I’ll give even Baumer that!!!!

Morgan pulls herself up to her feet and grabs Cass again. This time she leans down and scoops Cass up across her shoulders into an Inverted Fireman’s Carry that gets the crowd buzzing!!!

Nick Hanson: This could be it!!! Morgan Payne hits this, it’s all over!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: Baumer’s going downtown!!

Jim Reynolds: Nooooo, Cass!! Get out of it!!!

Just the idea that Cass has as she struggles and fights to get free from Morgans’ attempt at “Dahntahn After Dahk.” She drops down behind her and shoves her towards the barbwire again!! This time, Morgan gets her boot up against it and uses the bit of spring it has between the ring posts to launch herself off! She comes charging at Cass who rushes in to meet her and scoops the woman up off of her feet!!! Spins out!!! “SOUND BITE (SPEAR DROPPED INTO A SPINNING SIDESLAM)” TO MORGAN ONTO THE CANVAS!!!!!! COVER!!!!



Jim Reynolds: NO WAY!!!! WHAT?!

Olivia Mayfaire: GOOD LORD ALMIGHTY!!!!!

Nick Hanson: THE SHEER DEDICATION OF THESE TWO ATHLETES!!!!

Cass falls back onto her butt in frustration and disbelief. She shakes her head at Morgan who just stares up at the sky above them. Both women are there on the mat stained in plenty of fresh blood to go with the dried spots from earlier in the night. This match alone has left the white canvas with large red spots all over. Cass starts getting back up onto her hands and knees again and crawls over.

Cass Baumer: ...Mor…Morgan….just give up Morgan… It’s over… You don’t need to keep fighting…Just let it end… Let it end.

Cass lays on Morgan, looking for another cover but Morgan angrily shoves her off before the referee can even get down into position. Fuming now, Cass sees the broken half of light tube she tossed into the ring earlier and grabs it. She stands up and sits Morgan up in front of her, holding her under the chin and digs the jagged, broken edge of the tube right into the side of Morgan’s head. Right where the Trigeminal Nerve is!!!!! Morgan immediately begins SCREAMING IN ABSOLUTE AGONY AS CASS APPLIES “TRIGEMINAL BLISS” TO HER!!!!!!

Cass Baumer: I TOLD YOU TO GIVE UP, MORGAN!!!! I DIDN’T WANNA DO THIS!!!! THIS IS ON YOU!!!!!! IT’S YOUR FAULT YOUR FAMILY HAS TO SEE THIS HAPPEN!!!!!!

Nick Hanson: For the love of god, enough is enough, just stop already!!!!!

Cass throws the light tube aside and pulls Morgan up as more blood oozes from the side of her head where the trigeminal nerve is. Cass grabs her by the arm and twists it around, steps in and…”FACT CHECK (INVERTED SOMERSAULT DDT)!!!!” SHE HITS—NO!!! MORGAN CATCHES CASS AROUND THE WAIST UPSIDE DOWN AND LOCKS HER ARMS AROUND HER TIGHT!!!! MORGAN DROPS DOWN TO HER KNEES!!!! TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER TO CASS BAUMER!!!!! Cass drops to the mat and Morgan just falls right back as well. No cover! Okinawa’s screaming from everything going on!!! The referee looks at them both and starts counting towards ten with both of them down.



Cass stars to stir, very slowly, rolling over onto her stomach. Morgan pushes herself into a sitting position with her hands.



Cass makes it up onto her knees, as does Morgan and the referee stops the count as the two blood soaked women stare through eyes of hatred at each other. Cass walks forward on her knees.

Cass Baumer: Morgan…

Morgan walks on her knees to meet her and STIFFS HER WITH A GLASS RIDDLED RIGHT HAND!!! Cass almost goes down but she catches herself and propels herself back and TAKES MORGAN ACROSS THE FACE WITH A GLASS COVERED FIST OF HER OWN!!!! By now, however, they’ve traded so many shots throughout the match that most of the glass has chipped off and surrounds them on the mat itself. Morgan looks at her own blood, dripping onto the mat then turns back to Cass and ROCKS HER WITH ANOTHER PUNCH!!! Cass’ head snaps back and forth and she STIFFS MORGAN IN THE FACE WITH ANOTHER PUNCH OF HER OWN! Morgan snarls and she hits Cass with another…and another…and another! Morgan lets her rage fuel her as she starts firing off again, over and over, gradually getting to her feet as she lays into her former friend. Her once, practical sister! Still on her knees, Cass kneels there taking the shots with gritted teeth and starts to shout at Morgan in between each one.

Cass Baumer: MORGAN!!!

Another punch.

Cass Baumer: MORGAN, PLEASE!!

Another punch!

Cass Baumer: I!!

Another punch!

Cass Baumer: JUST!

Another punch!

Cass Baumer: WANTED!

Another punch!

Cass Baumer: A FAMILY!!!

Morgan cocks her fist back again and stops, her hand trembling, ready to strike as she grips Cass’ hair. She lets her hair go and steps back away from her, letting Cass fall forward onto her forearms. Cass’ back rises and falls with deep breaths. She then starts to shake, silently sobbing. She lifts her head to look at Morgan, tears running down her bloody face.

Cass Baumer: That’s all I wanted…

Morgan clenches her fists and presses them to the sides of her head, torn with what to do from this point on. She closes her eyes, lowers her fists and looks up, taking a deep breath as tears start to run down down her own blood drenched face. Morgan looks down at the bits of glass that have fallen from their handwraps, onto the mat. She sweeps a small pile together with her boot and drives her knee down into it, embedding shards of glass into her pants and kneepad underneath.

Cass Baumer: I just wanted a family….

Cass watches Morgan, slurring her words as blood and spit drip from her lips. Morgan looks down at her loaded knee and slowly turns to Cass. Another tear runs down her cheek.

Morgan Payne: ...I was your family…

Cass hears this and closes her eyes, crying softly before Morgan charges forward and delivers “BUKAKKE BLAST (SHINING WIZARD)” TO THE FACE OF CASS WITH HER GLASS RIDDLED KNEE!!!!!! Cass falls back onto the mat. Morgan slams her fists down and screams out in blood curdling, heart wrenching anguish. She pushes herself up to her feet, grabbing Cass’s nigh motionless form up off of the mat and lifts her onto her shoulders. “DAHNTAHN AFTER DAHK (BURNING HAMMER)!!!!!!” COVER!!!!!


Isabella Salvatore: Here is your winner…MORGAN…..PAYNE!!!!!!!

Neither of the two move as “Sangre” by Ill Nino comes over the PA system again. The referee kneels beside Cass and Morgan, unsure of whether or not to even touch them. The fans at Manza Beach stand to applaud both combatants. Finally, Morgan starts to move, sitting back on the mat with tears in her eyes as she watches the supine form of Cass. She lets out a visible, shuddering exhale before leaning forward onto her hands and knees. She cups Cass’ face on one side with her hand and leans down, pressing a kiss to her cheek before rolling out of the ring and waving the referee off. Morgan looks out at the mass of fans cheering on what just happened and…she actually looks a little disturbed by it. She looks down at her bloodied hands and back to Cass in the ring as the referee tends to her. Morgan then limps over to the door to the cell as the outside official removes the chain and opens it for her. She walks through it, to the outside and starts slowly back towards the entryway…

Nick Hanson: Well, I am absolutely speechless, ladies and gentlemen. A fantastic display of grit and toughness from both Cass Baumer and Morgan Payne. You’ve gotta give it up for them both but I don’t think Morgan Payne is exactly relishing in this victory.

Olivia Mayfaire: She just went to a place she never wanted to go with someone she considered close to her. I can’t imagine what’s going through her head, right now.

Jim Reynolds: I just hope Cass Baumer’s alright after that brutality.

Nick Hanson: Well we all hope they’re both alright, Jim. We’ll be back in just a moment folks, while our crew gets the ring set back up. We’re gonna remove the cage. Our medical staff is standing by for the competitors here. My god, what a match that was.

Tokyo Charter President "The Azure Daimyo" Ryoko Ishii, Vice President "Bloody" Hana Aizawa and Sgt-At-Arms "Silent" Su Yu, Osaka Charter Sgt-At-Arms Makoto "ONI" Kobe, Road Captain Tamiko "BEACON" Terada, Full Patch Miyu "FERAL" Takahashi, Full Patch Ayame “PENNY” Hirano, Hana “CHEESEBURGER” Ogawa, Prospect Rila Shimazu, NOLA Charter President Alex “Bullet” Carbajal, Full Patch Jackie “Bandit” Layton, Full Patch Kimiko “Shadow” Kojima and San Clemente Charter Full Patch Gina “Spitfire” Cassiano, Full Patch Yumi “Zero” Kojima and Prospect Yukari Kojima stand with their fifteen motorcycles in a circle, ready for the next match.

Isabella Salvatore: The following contest is the Full Throttle Mayhem Match for the NFW Silver Mountain Championship!

Maki walks out to the middle of the bikes as the hometown reaction washes over her.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first, the challenger… from right here in Okinawa, Japan… Maki Megumi!

“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire walks out to the middle of the ring of bikes, nodding as she does so.

Isabella Salvatore: Her opponent, the reigning, defending NFW Silver Mountain Champion… “Psycho” saoirse Maguire!


Psycho and Maki step up in the middle of the circle and look into each other’s eyes, neither looking away for even a second. The two start throwing punches on each other. Psycho connects. Maki fires back. Psycho jumps into a bicycle knee but Maki side steps it. She spins into a backfist and knocks Psycho onto one knee. Maki looks to punch forward again. Psycho moves and Maki almost ends up punching one of the bikes. Psycho jumps into a knee strike. Maki knocks the leg down and clotheslines Psycho down onto the sand.

Nick Hanson: I still say this is barbaric!

Jim Reynolds: Yeah and Psycho asked for it again even after the last one did not go her way!

Olivia Mayfaire: Did anyone ever find out what that stuff was that got used on her and her wife last time?

Nick Hanson: No.

Jim Reynolds: Didn’t matter, it’s what needed to happen to allow somebody to win.

Olivia Mayfaire: So what will it take this time?

Psycho gets up and tackles Maki onto the sand. Psycho starts raining punches down but Maki dodges most of them by bobbing her head around. Maki gets a knee up into the midsection of Psycho. As Psycho doubles over, Maki nails her with a forearm off her back in the sand. Both women start to their feet and start exchanging chops. Maki nails Psycho. Psycho fires back. They keep going, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho. Maki starts punching instead. Psycho fires back in kind. Maki hits again, Psycho fires back, Maki, Psycho,Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho. With both bleeding, Maki tries to jump into a knee strike. Psycho spins and drills Maki with an elbow strike.

Nick Hanson: My God, they’re just beating the hell out of each other!

Jim Reynolds: What did you expect? This was never a wrestling match. It’s just a fight in the middle of bikes on the beach!

Olivia Mayfaire: They seem to be enjoying themselves at least.

Nick Hanson: You call this enjoying themselves?

Jim Reynolds: Different strokes for different folks and all that.

Olivia Mayfaire: These two women are not normal so why would their enjoyment be?

Maki staggers over and finds a couple of pool cues. She grabs one. Psycho grabs the other and they start dueling. They crack their cues against each other until Maki’s breaks through Psycho’s. Psycho drops what’s left of hers and Maki cracks her with hers. Psycho staggers away and then jumps up onto the seta of thre nearest biks. She swings her legs up and executes a modified shotgun dropkick off the bike seat. Maki staggers back and Psycho comes at her with a big lariat. Maki fires back with a chop. Psycho hits back and they start trading again, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho.

Nick Hanson: How much more can they take?

Jim Reynolds: These two can do this all day.

Olivia Mayfaire: You better hope that’s not true because if it is, this show never ends!

Nick Hanson: Neither will the carnage!

Jim Reynolds: Some one uf would enjoy that!

Olivia Mayfaire: Well, we always knew you weren’t exactly normal either, jimmy!

The chops change over to punches again and the blood starts flowing on both women even moreso than it already was. Both seem to hit a gusher as they punch away, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho, Maki, Psycho. Maki goes for a big elbow but Psycho ducks her. Maki goes past Psycho and Psycho spins into the Gealtachta kick. Maki goes down like she’s been shot. Psycho falls to her knees as the referee calls for the bell.

Isabella Salvatore: Here is your winner and STILL NFW Silver Mountain Champion… “Psycho” Saoirse maguire!

Nick Hanson: That was…

Jim Reynolds: Awesome?

Olivia Mayfaire: I don’t know what that was aside from two competitors just wailing on each other until one fell out!

Nick Hanson: Barbarity!

Jim Reynolds: It was exactly what they said they wanted!

Olivia Mayfaire: Well, thank God it’s over!