NFW Collision #192!

We open up the show in the ring, where we see the ring already lined with a black carpet. Over which is a desk with two chairs on either side. Standing in the ring is Josh Davidson, a microphone in hand.

Josh Davidson: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Tuesday Night Collision!

The fans give a massive ovation.

Josh Davidson: As you all know, at WrestleWar XX in Sao Paulo, Brazil, Jessi Ozborne and Ayu Megumi will face off one final time, in a huge cross-branded match. With such a huge match between two rising stars of each NFW brand, each brand’s General Manager has come together on the terms of such a match, and here now we will having both Ms. Ozborne and Ms. Megumi out here to make things official. Let me introduce first, Ms. Jessi Ozborne.

“HYPE ZOMBIES” by PVRIS begins to play over the speakers, with Jessi Ozborne stepping out to the ring and taking a seat on one of the chairs. Ozborne immediately grabs the pen, looking to sign the contract.

Josh Davidson: Whoa whoa, wait just a minute! We still have to bring out your opponent!

Jessi gives a narrow-eyed look towards the interviewer. The same one that Jessi has directed her venom at even since her more sinister days.

Jessi Ozborne: …Go fuck yourself, Josh…

It’s plain to see that despite Jessi having changed a lot, her feelings towards Josh remain the same. He ignores Jessi’s insult as he moves on.

Josh Davidson: And up next, from Saturday Night Trauma, please give a warm welcome to Ms. Ayu Megumi!

"LIKE IT! LOVE IT!" by Setsuna Yuki begins to play as Ayu Megumi makes her way to the ring. She takes a seat across from Jessi, immediately picking up the pen and scribbling her name on the contract. Unlike last time, Josh let this go without incident.

Jessi Ozborne: Are you fucking serious? You’re gonna let her sign and not me?

Josh Davidson: Well, I mean, you’re both here now, so I figured why n–

Jessi Ozborne: Alright, shut the fuck up.

Jessi writes her name down on the contract, before sliding it over to Josh.

Josh Davidson: Thank you, la–

Jessi Ozborne: Leave.

Josh promptly leaves as demanded. Meanwhile, Jessi and Ayu stare at each other in silence, with Jessi eventually being the first one to speak.

Jessi Ozborne: So this is usually the part where we overturn the table and start hitting each other, but I’ll be frank in saying that I’m not quite feeling that way today.

Jessi’s attempts to cut through tension seem to be in vain, with the World’s Finest continuing to try.

Jessi Ozborne: Believe what you will, but I’ll tell you right now that I’m not doing this because I hate you. I’m not even doing this to make you feel inferior. I’m doing this to prove something to myself. This right here, it’s a constant renovation project, Ayu. Every single facet of myself, it isn’t perfect and it never will be, but I strive to at least get myself pretty damn close to it. So when I see an opportunity to right a wrong that I’ve made. When I see a chance to…renovate…it’s not something I’m likely to pass up. It just so happens that an opportunity like that is about to come at your expense.

Ayu cracks a smile before nodding her head and brings the microphone to her lips.

Ayu Megumi: Yeah, I know you don’t hate me because I didn’t do anything to you. And I’ve never felt inferior to you for a second of my life, even as you travel around the world and win a lot of world titles in your career. But I still have two title wins in my career if interim champion counts. But I accepted your challenge because I want to prove myself too, Jessi. You are more successful than me in this business, and I’ll always be proud of you. But you know what? I’m glad to have a chance to fight with you again. Because if I wanted to prove myself against someone, you would be my first choice too. Because you know this business keeps its eyes on you, and that's going to be a golden chance for me. One thing I want to say, Jessi. Thank you for this opportunity. I love to do this match against you forever and thank you for taking me to WrestleWar this year.

? ? ? ?: Hey hey, now. Hold on, ladies!

Just then, a new voice comes from the PA via another mic. Attention turns towards the stage where the cameras find General Manager, Jessica Clarkson-Morian and her husband (and personal security) Nathanael, walking out of the tunnel.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Hello girls! How’s y’all, this evening? I don’t mean to interrupt y’all but I wanted to make this fast as possible and not waste y’alls time.

Jessi and Ayu exchange glances before turning back up towards Jessica on the stage as she continues.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Now, make no mistake, y’alls two out of three falls match is signed and booked for Brazil. We’re just missing one little thing.

Jessica raises her hand up and starts counting out fingers.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Submission. Banned Finishers….

She pauses there with her thumb and forefinger out while her middle finger wiggles before she lowers her hand.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Y’all ain’t even decided on a third round yet, should it come to it. I was just texting Ms. LeeAnn from Trauma, though and I reckon we got it sorted. So here’s what she and I need y’all ladies to do. Ms. Jessi? I need you to pick a member of the Collision roster. Anyone you want. Ms. Ayu? Need you to do the same from over on Trauma. Pick any member of the roster you want. Take y’alls time. Think on it. Get them names to me and Ms. LeeAnn soon as you can, though. Because at night one of Wrestle War, during the Kickoff Show, y’alls picks will be wrestling one another and the winner of that match…they will pick the third round for y’alls two out of three falls match.

Nick Hanson: A hell of an announcement by the Collision General Manager!

Olivia Mayfaire: It looks like their huge match isn’t all that Jessi Ozborne and Ayu Megumi will be focusing on! They’ve also got a huge decision to make!
We go backstage to catering where we see Lilith Meadows sitting, plates of food, mostly candy surrounding her. She seems to be in a happy, fun mood as she shoves a Reese’s Cup into her mouth in one bite. She looks up, seeing Trixie walk in. Lil immediately drags all of her food right towards her, guarding it as Trixie walks up and has a seat across from her.

Trixie Decker: I’m not here to steal your food, not this time anyway.

Lilith looks up at her, mid chew a curious look on her face now before she swallows what’s in her mouth.

Lilith Meadows: What are you here for then?

Trixie smiles, quickly grabbing a piece of chocolate from one of Lil’s plates and eats it.

Trixie Decker: I’m just here to say good luck in a couple of weeks. I can’t wait to finally beat your ass and finally put you behind me.

Lil giggles as she finishes off her Reese’s Cup in hand.

Lilith Meadows: This is gonna be my time to finally win that Perseverance Title for my own. I miss havin gold around my waist. Just as long as we make sure Etsuko doesn’t walk out with the gold, because Pet will be even more insufferable than she already is.

Trixie: She isn’t going to be walking out as champion, because I’m finally going to beat you once and for all, Tinkerhell.

Trixie laughs as Lil smirks and looks up, causing Trixie to do the same and scoot back from the table a little bit.

Lilith Meadows: Don’t worry, I didn’t plan a prank this week. I figured we did enough and now, it’s time to just put our money where our mouth is and let the best woman win.

Trixie Decker: And I will.

Trixie grins as she stands up from the table, patting Lil on the back before grabbing another piece of chocolate and walking back out as the scene fades out.
In a backstage clearing, Cass Baumer sits on the ground with her legs stretched out in front of her. Looking up, she blows her dark brown hair out of her eyes to fix a steady glare at the camera. A glint of silver from her nostril ring catches the light as she cracks a knowing smirk.

Cass Baumer: For the longest time, I’ve been searchin’ for where I belong in NFW. And then it happened.

The brunette lazily lifts the title beside her off the ground and shows it off right next to her face. Her eyes look a dark shade of empty, though.

Cass Baumer: I became the NFW Silver Mountain Champ, the second two-time holder of the belt there’s ever been in this place. I oughta be thrilled, but I gotta be real with ‘cha. This title’s seen better days. Hell, it’s seen better years. It’s lost its shine, its edge thanks to previous holders who just couldn’t cut it. None of ‘em were me. And this reign ain’t about validation. It’s about restorin’ a legacy — my own and this title’s. See what I mean?

Baumer lets out a little chuckle.

Cass Baumer: And as for Jordan Majors…

Jordan Majors: What about me, Cassandra? Huh? You got more you want to say before your legacy takes a hit?

Jordan comes walking around the corner on Cass off camera, but her voice is unmistakable. There’s no usually playful grin on Jordan’s face as enters the camera’s view and she looks down into the eyes of Cass, who climbs to her feet with the title in hand.

Cass Baumer: And as for Jordan Majors, she’s a glorified tag team chick who mighta been somethin’ elsewhere but NFW ain’t seen her best yet!

The New Zealander’s accent is strong, the words Jordan Majors almost said with the intensity of a slur. Jordan’s eyes narrow at what Cass said. Clear confusion by what she was getting at. Compliment or slight. Jordan runs a hand through her hair and steps back.

Jordan Majors: You know, with all the crap you talk about me I’d think you’d be a bit smarter about this whole thing.

Cass Baumer: Yeah, nah. Let me be as clear: I ain’t about dismissing all you’ve accomplished. I know you’re a Zion World Champion, someone who’s held that belt for ages. It’s the main reason you were the one I wanted to piss off first when I got this championship in my grasp. I knew if I wanted to make it big, wanted to restore this thing to its former glory, I couldn’t just seek out small-time C-listers who couldn’t hold a candle. And hey. You got all the hype with none of the substance here in NFW. Figured you’re the perfect mark.

Jordan Majors: You literally lost to me in the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament. What is this hype and no substance stuff? Listen, let’s not avoid this here. I will be the first person to admit I haven’t had much solo success here in NFW. It has alluded me. I’ve said it on this every show and not backstage. In front of the whole damn crowd out there. You think you’re pissing me off? You’re not. I roll my eyes at you, Cassie. Over and over again you come for me by going after my friends or even my girlfriend. And what has it gotten you? Just days ago you were demanding that I come to you face to face and beg for a match for that title. And what happened? Jess made the match for me. You’re an evil genius with no plan, boo. So what does that make you? Not evil and not a genius, so, just another cornball coward that wants to build her legacy on tricks and cheats?

Jordan can tell there’s anger on Cass’s face. She’s fuming, breathing heavily. Shoving Majors back, Baumer growls in frustration.

Cass Baumer: You still lost! You let Damon win the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament, and now he’s on a tear to win yet another world title on Trauma!!

The shove doesn’t budge Jordan much, but it does enough to have Jordan looking Cass up and down and finally showing something more than a blank expression. A scowl appears on her face.

Jordan Majors: You’d think you of all people would know that losses happen.

Cass Baumer: Yeah. And you’ll lose to me and Towers in the main event tonight, too. How ‘bout we don’t wait, eh?

Jordan seems off put from the interruption as she stares at Cass. Baumer shoves Jordan again, this time harder than the last. Jordan stumbles back a few steps this time and then runs forward and shoves Cass back even harder. Against the wall, the self-proclaimed Headliner oofs. Grabbing the back of Jordan’s blonde hair, she slams Majors’ skull against the wall to try to gain an advantage. Then follows up with a couple punches to the Star of Tomorrow’s body. Jordan covers up and then grabs Cass by the hair and pulls her in as members of the NFW security team come running in and starts to pry them apart.

Baumer gets a good shot at one of the female security guards, knocking them back. Then, a male security guard gets hit with a fist. Now with free space for just a moment, she runs towards Jordan at full speed to hit her Sound Bite (spear into a spinning side slam) signature, only for Jordan to reverse it with a DDT into the floor! Jordan tries to lock in a headlock from there, but the security team grabs her from behind! With the security team focused on Jordan, the champion gets to her knees and unleashes a vicious slap across the face of the challenger that drops her to the ground! The security swarms Cass in an instant, and Jordan rolls to her knees, holding her cheek as the security team hauls her up to her feet. Majors elbows herself free and runs forward with a jumping punch that lands square across the eye of the champion. A cut forms right where it connects, and Baumer instinctively grabs her face. Before the brunette could retaliate in a rage, Jessica Clarkson-Morian is on the scene with Nathanael Morian looming behind her.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Hey hey hey, now! Y’all cut it out!

Jordan immediately relents and puts her hands up, allowing the security members to pull her back. Baumer sees blood on her hands, pulled aside by two burly crew members.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Get these two out of here. Keep them away from each other until their main event match tonight.

Security separates Jordan and Cass, escorting them away while Jessica rubs her temples and a little pouty frown on her face.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Jesus, take the wheel… C’mon baby.

Jessica steps out of frame, while Nathanael scowls in the direction Jordan and Cass were taken before silently following after his wife.
Backstage in the La Bombonera, a camera person had made their way to the locker room area. They found themselves outside of a locker room that was labeled for Johnny Towers, but just before they could knock, the door opened. Out stepped Desdemona Shelley from the room, an unimpressed look on her face as she looked at the raised first of the camera person. She glanced between them and their fist until they slowly lowered it and took a deep breath. While many found Johnny unsettling, some found Shelley to be unsettling as well, especially with how calm she could be at times.

Desdemona Shelley: Do you really think I’m going to let you in there with Johnny just for you fools to distract him? He’s getting ready for his match and teaming with Ass Baumer. That’s a challenge in and of itself, after all.

Dessy rolled her eyes as she mentioned Baumer before crossing her arms over her chest, eyeing the camera person up and down. A smirk slowly came to her face as she shook her head, letting out a sigh.

Desdemona Shelley: Surely a better partner could have been found for him, but I understand the concept of the whole challenger and champion facing each other bit that our sweet little general manager was doing for this evening. Baumer, just stay out of Johnny’s way; let him handle things tonight like only he knows how to do.

With another shake of her head, Shelley’s attention seemed to divert towards something other than her disdain for Cass Baumer.

Desdemona Shelley: Tonight will only be a glimpse of what Frost is going to be enduring at WrestleWar. Now don’t get me wrong, I would never cheer for the downfall of a fellow Wolves of Odinn member, but I also know just what Johnny is capable of doing when given the proper chance.

Desdemona paused for a moment, licking her lips before continuing.

Desdemona Shelley: Our dear general manager wanted to give Alastair a proper opponent at WrestleWar, and she did exactly that when she had Johnny in the tournament. All I can say to you, Frost, is be prepared for who you’re going to be facing. Johnny is unlike anyone else you’ve been in the ring with.

Shelley glanced back at the locker room door before turning to look at the camera one last time.

Desdemona Shelley: Now then…I’ve said my peace for all of the fools to hear. If anyone doubts how ready Johnny is, they’ll see tonight when he handles Jordan and Frost.

With that being said, Desdemona turned on her heel and walked back into the locker room, tightly closing the door behind her.
Alastair turned around from talking with a stagehand over certain aspects of the Main Event as he adjusted the World Title over his shoulder. He removed his sunglasses and tucked them onto his shirt as he held the title in place as he went into a militaristic stance for all to see.

Alastair Frost: Johnny Towers has a lot of opinions of me as did many others. He only sees the aggressive Military Officer that has become a professional wrestler as that is the main thing I remind a lot of people whenever I speak for everyone to hear. The training I received as a Marine has given me an understanding of the training of being a professional wrestler. It has given me ways to adapt the various combat training given to all Marines, enlisted members or commissioned officers.

Alastair growled loudly as he hated having to explain himself to the world whether he was as a wrestler or to his superiors at the Barracks. He knew it had to be done and needed to make things to clear everyone who were nearby.

Alastair Frost: Nevertheless, not all Military officers walk in from normal backgrounds. I have come up from a rough and tumble background where my siblings and I had to fend for ourselves while our parents had to work multiple jobs just to keep us fed, a roof over our heads and put clothing on our backs. Due to the lack of supervision and dislike of teachers, it led me to dislike anyone and everyone around me and that included authority figures.

Alastair didn’t speak about how he dealt with things in the world but he knew he had to make the contender to his title, Johnny Towers, listen and understand different aspects of the world. He rolled his eyes at the one person who was with Johnny in the tag match in the main event.

Alastair Frost: Cass is just as bad as Johnny, interjecting herself in places that she doesn’t deserve to be. She made her intentions of trying to come over for my title but she doesn’t deserve to be anywhere near the title as she is nothing but a PEST. She wants to try and get under my skin to give her a shot at the title but I WILL NOT as she has to EARN IT! Cass has not done anything to earn the title shot from her skill inside of the ring. Considering that she is having her own target on her back as a champion herself, Cas will have NO TIME in dealing with anyone else to piss them off since people will be PISSING HER OFF so they can get a title shot against her! I will be laughing all the way to the bank as I watch it cause a downward spiral for her.

Dealing with people that pissed him off on a regular basis is something Alastair hated but as a wrestler, he knew it gives him an outlet to release his anger. He knew that he had to deal with Jordan but she was on his side and had to have the enemy of his enemy as his friend.

Alastair Frost: Jordan may be the person who is completely opposite then me in nature and personality but at least she knows what she offers to any match. She has experience in being a Tag Team champion in the past and has dealt with various types of people as I have. I may hate dealing with people but I have a sneaking suspicion that she is not a fan of our opponents as much as I am. It will remind Cas and Johnny that annoying nuisances that are enemies of the state need to be taken down, whether they like it or not..
The scene opens up to Shanna, both of her boyfriends, Ram and Rav, and her girlfriend, Hadlee. Standing with them was Calypso. And it was very easy to see that she was NOT happy; as she was pacing back and forth before those gathered.

Flipping a knife, blade over hilt, over and over.

“Raseri”: “Do you fucking see me now, Dane?”

She stopped pacing. She was still facing off to the side as, suddenly, she snatched the camera away from the cameraman. And then she held it up, just above herself and snarled softly.

“Raseri”: “Cause I sure as f u c k see you.”

She kept her hand in the air and suddenly the camera began to fall.

As it hits the floor, the sound of the lens shattering can be heard.

Shanna’s face slowly comes into view as she knelt down and bent over the camera.

“Raseri”: “Wrestle War XX. Come the twentieth, our battle is just the start of my War. And you’re nothing more than the first casualty of that War.”

She slowly starts to stand-up and the camera starts fade out as her voice is heard.

“Raseri”: “You.”

A quick succession of pictures flashed across the screen. Robi. Druscilla.

“Raseri”: “Weren’t.”

More pictures flash across the screen. Pictures of Robi holding her own twins the day they were born. Pictures of Robi holding Shanna’s own twin girls. Pictures of Druscilla. Pictures of Dru and Priscilla meeting for the first time. And more pictures of Dru and Priscilla together after that.

“Raseri”: “There.”

The last word was snarled out. Words and voice, both, dripping with such a vile rage that it made the emotion ‘hatred’ seem tame by comparison.

And suddenly, pictures of all of them together. Robi and Shanna. Robi, Dru and Pricilla. One of all four of the women together. Dru and Widow. Robi and Luthor. Robi and Memphis. The different holidays of the Wolves of Odinn over the years.

And when the pictures stopped…

The last one came into view…

The newspaper clipping that announced the deaths of both Druscilla… And her mother, Robi.

The picture stays on the screen for about 30 seconds then fades.

The last thing anyone sees is the very faint outline of skulls where both Dru’s and Robi’s faces were in their pictures…
We cut backstage following the preceding match, with Devyn Mitchell pacing the hallways alongside a determined looking Jessi Ozborne. We’ve never seen the backstage interviewer in a setting like this, as she seems to be pacing the halls with Ozborne as a friend rather than a professional.

Devyn Mitchell: Are you sure you wanna do this, Jess? This really doesn’t seem like a good idea.

Jessi Ozborne: And since when have you known me to have any of those?

Devyn Mitchell: All I’m saying is that you could go with a much better choice. Preferably someone who’s not extremely likely to rip you in half at you merely asking the question.

Jessi Ozborne: Listen, Dev. I know what I’m getting myself into, alright? If I want that third fall to be a stipulation where I have free reign to do whatever it takes to win, I gotta get someone who can get the job done, and have a twisted enough mind to pick such a stipulation.

Jessi and Devyn continue to frantically pace the halls, with Jessi closely studying each door as if she’s looking out for one in particular.

Devyn Mitchell: What happened to you not wanting to use weapons? Not wanting to leave any excuses?

Jessi gives Devyn a sarcastic smile.

Jessi Ozborne: Well, Dev…considering that decision’s been more or less taken out of my hands, I might as well make the most of what I’ve got now, eh?

Jessi and Devyn stop in front of a particular locker room door, with the former turning to the ladder.

Jessi Ozborne: This is the one you said he was in, right?

Devyn Mitchell: ...no…

Jessi doesn’t say a word to Devyn, just giving her a menacing glare.

Devyn Mitchell: ...yes…

Jessi promptly begins to bang on the door.

Jessi Ozborne: You don’t have to stay for this you don’t—

Jessi turns to face Devyn. She’s already gone. She turns back around as the door flies open, with the camera failing to capture who answers.

Jessi Ozborne: Look…I don’t like you…you don’t like me…but I need your help, and you’re in desperate need of another body to add to the pile, so let’s talk.

Jessi looks up at the person behind the door, with them seemingly waving her into the room as she enters.
We cut to the backstage area and it is there where we are able to see Sofia and Brayden Hilton. Sofia is all smirks as her husband waves the Colombian flag. She just laughs as she looks into the corner.

Sofia Hilton: ESCUCHAME! ESCUCHAME! Did I not tell you what was going to happen tonight?! As a matter of fact isn’t it the same thing that happens EVERY single night! I am UNTAMABLE, UNBEATABLE, AND UNDENIABLE! Zoey is a stupid PUTA! She went to that ring with a woman who she thought she could beat me with. She brings out a washed up BRAT and looked what happened. She got beat! It’s apparent that I am the premier female Hilton in the family and I am married to the best woman.

Brayden Hilton: You got that right pooks. I went out there alongside my lovely wife and she always brings the power of the three U’s and of course I used my Three A’s out there in that ring. I was Athletic, Academic, and an Achiever tonight. It felt great watching my wife do what she does best. There’s a reason why she is the premier athlete in all of sports. Hell for those of you who watch the GFL she’s the only woman to have thrown SEVEN… COUNT THAT RIGHT SEVEN TOUCHDOWNS. Everything she touches is gold and at Wrestle War you might as well write it down right now. She will wax Zoey all over the arena because she is the best thing this company has going. Hell as my boy DJ KHALID always says.. .WE DA BEST!!!!!!!!

Sofia Hilton: Now I know somebody out there will complain that I happened to cheat out there, but it’s only cheating if you get caught. How do you think Brayden and I graduated at the top of our class in university?! We will do whatever it takes to win and I know it felt good to see Halo’s stupid face out there as she watched her wife get wrecked live in person. That’s why we traded her ass out of Detroit but that’s a story for another day. My issue with Zoey! Now some might say that I was running away from her tonight!

Brayden just laughs as he shakes his head in disgust.

Brayden Hilton: Run away?! My wife isn’t afraid of Zoey. She was happy to take the fight to the old hag, but we aren’t going to give the time of day to a woman who can’t keep up with my wife’s speed. In this story at Wrestle War the magician won’t lift the rabbit up like it’s a dumb animal to be shown off to the world. No in this story the rabbit runs circles around Zoey and she makes her disappear.

Sofia Hilton: Everybody talks about the rabbit like it’s a fool. Going all the way back to the story of the tortoise and the Hare how slow and steady beat out the quick and nimble rabbit. That’s where things will get lost in translation because in my story I am going to beat Zoey. I am going to rise through the ranks quickly. I am going to showcase how nimble I am by beating Zoey and showing her that she isn’t quite on my level. Anyway I could stay here all night gloating but my husband and I have some celebrating to do and you all aren’t my time. Adios losers!

With that Brayden and Sofia walk away with evil grins on their faces as we go elsewhere.