NFW Presents: WRESTLE WAR XX Night 2 - 12/20/2023!

Seth Ernst: Good evening and welcome, ladies and gentlemen to Night 2 of Wrestle War XX!!

Miranda Augustino: Last night sure was wild, wasn’t it?!

Lucas Knox: Sure was, Mir! We’ve got another night ahead of us!!

Seth Ernst: That we do! Let’s take it to Isabella Salvatore and Darlyn Fajardo! Night 2 begins now!

Standing at ringside, Isabella Salvatore stands with a microphone at the ready. Darlyn Fajardo stands beside her to serve as her translator for the audience in attendance.

Isabella Salvatore: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your opening contest and it is the WAR ENSEMBLE!!! This match will begin with two teams as an elimination tag match. Once one entire team has been eliminated, the second stage of the match will begin. From that point, the match will become an elimination free for all between members of the surviving team. The last surviving competitor at the end will be declared the winner and will earn the right to go on to Rise of Legends II where they will challenge for the NFW United States Championship!

The camera pans around the NFW arena as the fans are now waiting for the next match. That's when "Still Unbroken" by Lynyrd Skynyrd hits the P.A system.


That's when Nakita Niles comes out, and the fans cheer. She's wearing a pink camouflage top, pink Camouflage cargo pants, black military boots, pink camouflage wrist bands with red, white, and blue strings on it.

She looks at the fans and gives them a salute. She then lowers her hand as she begins to walk down the ramp. She slaps the hands of the fans before stopping at the end of the ramp.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first, from Cobb County, Georgia, representing the Queens of Chaos…NAKITA…NILES!!!!


She looks up at the ceiling and points up to the sky. Almost like she was saying something. But you couldn't really understand the sounds of the music playing. She lowers her arm and walks toward the steel steps. She then walks up and moves along the edge before entering the ring. She went toward the turnbuckle and claps her hands. She smiles at the fans and nods.

There is a MASSIVE response from the fans as "Karate" hits the system and on either side of the Tron, Risa and Arley are seen sliding down the rigging poles down to the ramp as CODA steps through the curtain and out onto the stage.

Isabella Salvatore: From Lake Fenton, Michigan. Weighing in at a combined weight of three hundred and fifty-three pounds..

Risa enthusiastically makes her way down the ramp, high fiving the fans and pressing her face against theirs while Arley skolled a juice box then got a laugh while she slammed the empty container against her forehead a few times. Arley quickly ran down the ramp, also high fiving fans as she passed. Coda trailed behind the two more energetic women, a smirk on her face.

Isabella Salvatore: The team of ARLEY KIRK and CODA..

While Risa leapt up onto the apron and through the top and middle rope, Arley sprung from the barricade to the apron and cartwheels over the top rope, landing in a roll. Arley lands and runs one way, Risa rolling in the opposite direction and both leaping to opposing corners as Coda takes the center of the ring with her arms spread wide to roar enthusiastically at a popping crowd..

Isabella Salvatore: They are KAWAII TRASH PANDAS GO!!!!!

Risa executes a perfect moonsault to her feet while Arley executes a twisting somersault to her feet. The Trash Pandas meet in the middle and bump all of their fists together several times, the crowd joining in with their trademark phrases while their music starts to fade..

Arley Kirk: YUH GRRRL!!!!!

Coda: YE GRRRL!!!!!

One final POP arises from the NFW fans as they fist bump once more and "Karate" fades out.

Suddenly the sound of a dark march begins to echo throughout the arena followed by a sinister chuckle causes the crowds to explode in a loud mixed crowd pop as the "Black King" himself, Devon Slayton strides out onto the entrance way in his signature black suit as he holds his arms wide as Zach Stryfe follows closely on his mentor's heels with Dylan Maverick behind him with his arms crossed over his head in an "X" over his head and taking a spot to Devon's right while Zach takes a spot to Devon's left.

.At that moment as the march hits its zenith, out comes David Striker at a slow pace as he takes his place to stand right next to Devon Slayton who turns to look at the younger Striker brother with a hint of pride on is face before the group start to make their way down to the ring, their attention focused on the matter at hand with David quickly removing his ring coat on the way and tossing it to the side once they get to the ring where they then quickly enter and await their opponents.

As the arena plunges into darkness, a sinister red glow bathes the stage. The haunting intro of "War Pigs" by Black Sabbath sends shivers through the audience. Smoke billows, and from the shadows emerges Rylie Page, The Queen of Violence, her silhouette adorned with the harsh glint of steel.

The crowd's cheers turn to jeers as Rylie, with an air of malevolence, strides down the entrance ramp. The weapon of choice, whether it be a steel chair or a chain, dangles ominously from her grip. The lyrics of "War Pigs" become an anthem for chaos, setting the tone for the impending brutality.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing their opponents! First, from Cincinnati, Ohio! RYLIE…PAGE!!!

Entering the ring, Rylie discards the weapon with a malicious grin, reveling in the anticipation of her malevolent intentions. The red glow intensifies as the spotlight fixes on her, casting an eerie aura. Rylie raises her arms in a mocking gesture, taunting the audience, as the final chords of "War Pigs" echo through the arena. The Queen of Violence stands poised, ready to inflict pain, and the crowd, now a sea of disdainful boos, knows they're in for a night of ruthless torment.


The lights to the arena go out, as the beat to ONEFOUR’s “Freedom of Speech” begins to kick up. Smoke begins to billow out of the stage as lights begin to flash over it. The anticipation builds up as two huge silhouettes appear through the smoke. The first few bars of the song begin as the lights continue to flash over the two:

Never went to school, I was at the park

Plotting with the gang, learning how to hunt

Anybody who was fucking with the opps

Talking to 'em then, they was getting chopped

Working with 'em then, they was getting chopped

Catch him over here, chase him at the shop

Screaming for his mum, aiming for his top

Just then, the lights fully come up with Jaxson King and KJ Lindsay jumping out of the smoke, both of them letting out a mighty cry as they do! The two survey the crowd before them, before meeting at the center of the stage! They put their heads together, screaming into each other’s faces to get themselves riled up and ready for what’s before them. They dap each other up before making their way down the ramp.

Isabella Salvatore: Making their way to the ring…at a combined weight of 490 lbs…KJ Lindsay and Jaxson King…The! Tribe!

The two make their way down to ringside, with King walking around to the other side of the ring as Lindsay leaps onto the apron in a single bound! Lindsay steps into the ring, standing slightly off center with his arms folded! This makes way for King to enter from the other side, rushing in and jumping to Lindsay’s right side before letting out a mighty cry once more! The two bump forearms, before backing up into the corner and waiting for the match to begin!

Work Bitch by Britney Spears will play throughout the arena. The crowd starts to boo as Bianca, Vanessa & Danielle walk down the ring alongside her older sister and manager “Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn. They get to ring side and walk up the ring stairs. Tiffany motions to the referee to open the bottom and middle ropes so they can enter.

Isabella Salvatore: Their tag team partners, from New York City…Bianca, Vanessa, and the “Diamond Princess” Danielle Page. The Socialites!!!


The bell rings to start off the first bout of Night 2 and it’s Arley Kirk and KJ Lindsay kicking things off as Sao Paulo watches on the edge of their seats.Kirk and Lindsay step out of their corners and Lindsay lunges for a lockup but Kirk slips behind him and grabs one of his legs off of the mat, trying to take him down but Lindsay maintains his balance, stumbling on one foot towards the ropes where he latches on and manages to shove Kirk off of him. He turns around to find Kirk running off the ropes at him like a bullet and goes for a Discus Lariat. Kirk ducks, jumps up onto the top rope and springs back off as Lindsay turns and he catches her with a boot to the midsection out of mid air, causing her to crumple down to the mat, the wind knocked out of her. Lindsay immediately grabs her around the waist and hoists her up, delivering “The Message” (Snap Powerbomb)!! From there, he rolls her up to her knees and catches her by the knees, delivering “Cruise Control” (Kamigoye)!!!! The big man’s knee smashes into Kirk’s head and she goes limp, flopping forward onto the mat. Lindsay drops down, rolls her over and looks right at her team as he hooks her legs up.


Miranda Augustino: AYO?!?!

Seth Ernst: HOLY SHIT!!!!

Isabella Salvatore: ARLEY KIRK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Lucas Knox: YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!!!!

KJ Lindsay jumps to his feet and pounds his chest, feign lunging at Kirk’s team as they stare, jaw dropped and in shock at what just happened.

KJ Lindsay: FUCKIN’ HOODOOS, BRUH!!!

Lindsay motions the next member to get into the ring. Across the ring, behind him, Jaxson King, Rylie Page and The Socialites are just as much in awe, granted their expressions are more positive as they cheer their team mate on.

Jaxson King: THAT’S HOW YOU FUCKIN’ DO, BOY!

Nakita Niles, Coda and The Phantom Troupe start deciding on who’s going to step in next. Zach Stryfe starts to stick his leg under the rope but Coda grabs him by the shoulder and just looks at him. She turns her head back to Lindsay and slowly enters the ring. Her face is stoic and emotionless as she circles the ring with The Profit. Lindsay laughs and taunts her about her stable mate but Coda gives no outward response. Those with a more attentive eye can see her jaw tighten, however, as she cracks her neck to the side. Lindsay sees she’s not going to throw the first shot, so he reaches out to grab her but, similar to Kirk, Coda slips behind him only rather than grabbing at his legs, she starts throwing sharp kicks to the sides of his knees. Lindsay hops on his feet, feeling the sting of each shot pulse through his legs. He pivots and swings an arm out, looking to Backfist Coda’s head off her shoulders but the Seoul Samurai weaves under it and throws more kicks into his midsection. Lindsay finally catches her by her foot and has her stopped but Coda uses her other foot and jumps, pushing that foot off of Lindsay’s thigh to propel herself higher and racks him across the side of the head with a stiff kick, knocking him silly. Lindsay drops down to one knee and Coda dashes against the ropes, running back towards him but she runs past and hits the ropes again, flying right in behind him with the “Sonata Knee Strike” (Running High Knee) across the back of his head. Coda rolls him over, covers and looks right at King, Rylie Page and the Socialites.


Isabella Salvatore: KJ LINDSAY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Seth Ernst: Tit for Tat says Coda!

Coda rises to her feet slowly and tilts her head to the side like a curious animal.

Coda: Hoodoos?

Jaxson King takes exception to this and steps into the ring. Coda readies to square up with him but she hears a voice calling behind from her corner and turns to see Dylan Maverick asking for a tag. Coda looks back at King, eyes narrowed and backpedals over, tagging Maverick in. Maverick steps into the ring, grinning and nodding as he and King start slinging trash talk back and forth. Coming back to his sense outside the ring, KJ Lindsay is furious and he shoves past the referee’s trying to get him to leave ringside, grabbing Maverick by the leg. As soon as Maverick turns around, King’s on him like a lion pouncing on a kill and starts hammering across his back with forearms. Lindsay relents from the hold on Maverick’s leg and finally starts his departure as King whips Maverick into the ropes. King nails him with a European Uppercut, following with a Discus Lariat and drops for a cover.


Maverick kicks out but King stays on the attack, picking him up and hitting a Vertical Suplex. He drags Maverick by the arm, over to his corner where he tags in Rylie Page. Rylie enters and joins King in putting the boots to Maverick until the referee is able to get King out of the ring and force Rylie to back off of the corner. She steps back in and pulls Maverick to his feet and out into the center of the ring where she looks for another Vertical Suplex of her own but Maverick’s able to reverse it and Suplexes Rylie down to the mat. He crawls over to his corner where he tags in Nakita Niles. Niles comes in and pulls Rylie to her feet, going right for “Semper Fi” but Rylie elbows her in the side of the head until she’s able to get free. She grabs Niles and goes for the “513” but Niles manages to slip free and lands on her feet, shoving Rylie away. Rylie comes back at her and Niles nails her with “Rightful Justice” (Women’s Right) across the jaw. Rylie stumbles back into the ropes and Vanessa Page slaps her on the back for a tag which Niles doesn’t see as Rylie staggers forward again and hits the mat. She rolls Rylie over for a cover but as the referee’s telling her Rylie is no longer the legal member, Vanessa comes in and nails her with an Axe Kick before picking her up to her feet and hits “Empire State Of Mind” (Canadian Destroyer)!!!!!


BROKEN UP BY ZACH STRYFE WHO DIVES IN FOR THE SAVE!!! He drags Niles over to their corner and slides out of the ring as David Striker leans over the ropes and tags himself in. Striker rushes into the ring as Vanessa holds the back of her head while rising and pulls her into his grasp and hits “Death Penalty” (Swinging Reverse STO)!! Cover by Striker!


DANIELLE PAGE COMES IN TO BREAK IT UP BUT SHE EATS A SUPERKICK FROM STRYFE WHO INTERCEPTS!!!


Isabella Salvatore: VANESSA PAGE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!

Bianca Page rushes into the ring and goes after Zach Stryfe as David Striker picks up Vanessa Page, now recognized as the legal member for her team and sets up for another “Death Penalty” but Jaxson King comes in with a Big Boot to the face, taking Striker down! Dylan Maverick comes into the ring and goes after King and Coda intercepts Rylie Page as she tries to go after Maverick from behind. Both entire teams are inside the ring in a full on, chaotic brawl now that’s gotten out of the referee’s control. As the majority of the teams spill out of the ring, Nakita Niles and Rylie Page are left inside and the referee declares them as the legal members on each side. Niles goes for “SEMPER FI” again but as she lifts Rylie up, the self proclaimed Queen of Violence slips behind her and locks on “Anarchy’s Embrace” (Tazzmission), beginning to choke Niles out. Niles fights against it and gets an elbow back into Rylie’s face, spinning around for “Rightful Justice” again but Rylie catches her arm and twists her around, lifting her up to plant her with “Midnight March” (Cross Arm Brainbuster)!! Rylie rolls back up to her feet, hits the ropes and comes back with “Queen’s Gambit” (Curb Stomp)!! Cover!!


Isabella Salvatore: NAKITA NILES HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Rylie gets to her feet and stands over Niles, shaking her head in disappointment before turning to meet Zach Stryfe head to head. The two lock up, collar and elbow, jockeying for position. Stryfe backs Rylie against the ropes and whips her back off but Rylie reverses it, sending him into the ropes and Stryfe comes back with a Crucifix Pin, taking Rylie down.


Rylie kicks out and rolls out of the ring to safety. Stryfe pops up to his feet, motioning for Rylie to get back in but he realizes something’s up and turns around right into the “JAC Truck” (Spear) by Jaxson King! King rises to his feet and pulls Stryfe up, lifting him to commence “Meltdown” driving him into the mat with repeated powerbombs. One…two…three…a fourth one! A fifth one before finally letting up and dropping to his knees and covering Stryfe.


BROKEN UP BY CODA WITH A SONATA KNEE STRIKE TO THE SIDE OF KING’S HEAD!! Stryfe rolls out of the ring, making Coda the legal member of their team and she covers King!


BUT RYLIE PAGE IS BACK IN AND DIVES ON CODA TO BREAK IT UP!! The referee screams at Rylie to get the hell out as she pulls Coda to her feet, sets her up for the “513” (Riptide) and plants her into the mat! Jaxson King rolls out of the ring now! Rylie’s legal now! She covers Coda!!


Isabella Salvatore: CODA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Seth Ernst: That’s two eliminations in a row for one team!

Miranda Augustino: Both done by that woman, Rylie Page!

Rylie turns around right into the grasp of David Striker who plants her with the “Death Penalty” but as he goes for the cover, Jaxson King grabs Rylie by the boot and yanks her out from underneath Striker. As Striker sits back, King comes into the ring, looking to hit the “JAC Truck” again but Striker leapfrogs over him. King hits the ropes, coming right back right into Striker’s grasp where he looks for “Death Penalty” again but King rotates out of it and snatches him off of the mat for the “Pinnacle” (Elevated Spinebuster). King covers!


STRIKER KICKS OUT!!!! As he argues with the ref over the count, Striker rolls out of the ring and Dylan Maverick climbs up to the top rope behind King but before he can dive, Bianca Page climbs up and yanks his feet off the top rope, crotching him on the turnbuckle! King hurries over before Maverick can recover and grabs him by the throat, pulling him out with his feet hung on the corner and drives a knee up into his face with “Rampage” (Wardlow’s Casualty Of War)!!! Maverick slumps down to the mat and King covers!!


Isabella Salvatore: DYLAN MAVERICK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Jaxson King gets to his feet, raising his fists to the crowd. He turns around into a Superkick by Zach Stryfe who then pulls him into his clutches and plants him with “Dead Man’s Chest” (Fisherman Buster transitioned into a Guillotine Clutch)!! Stryfe wrenches on tight. Rylie Page tries to crawl in to break it up but David Striker grabs her and throws her into the barricade, letting his team mate keep the hold locked on. Danielle Page starts sliding in on another side of the ring but Striker slides in to intercept her just in time with a Superkick but he turns right around into a Superkick from Bianca Page that sends him falling back onto King and Stryfe, breaking the hold up. Bianca pushes King out of the ring. As Stryfe sits up, Bianca hits the ropes and comes in, nailing him with “Binx” (Blockbuster) and hooks the leg!!


Isabella Salvatore: ZACH STRYFE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Bianca turns her attention to Striker now but she feels a hand on her shoulder and looks to see Jaxson King back in the ring. The referee calls for one of them to get out of the ring and Bianca opts out, stepping onto the apron. Jaxson King reaches down, grabbing Striker and pulling him to his feet. He whips the dazed man off of the ropes and plants him with the “Destroyer Side Slam” (Spinning Sidewalk Slam) but instead of going for a cover, he rolls Striker over and slaps on the “Bajan Lock” (Steiner Recliner) wrenching back tight. Striker reaches for the ropes but they’re in the center of the ring and he has no choice but to start slapping the mat in submission.

Isabella Salvatore: DAVID STRIKER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!

Seth Ernst: That’s one team completely out!!

Lucas Knox: Stage two of War Ensemble begins now!

Isabella Salvatore: Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for stage two! This will be a Fatal Fourway Elimination match!

Miranda Augustino: Let’s go, carnal!

The remaining competitors climb into the ring, each finding a corner to start out in. Jaxson King, Rylie Page, Danielle Page and Bianca Page all look at one another, trying to figure on who to go after first but it’s clear that the two Socialite sisters aren’t looking to clash with each other just yet.


Right at the bell, Bianca Page rushes across the ring and goes after Jaxson King, pushing him back into the corner and laying into him with stiff knife edge chops. Danielle dives at Rylie who sidesteps and goes to work, throwing the boots at her. Rylie stomps a mudhole in Danielle as Bianca lays into King with more chops before going for an Irish whip but King reverses and tries to send her across instead. Bianca slides to a stop and King looks for a Discus Lariat but Bianca ducks it. King turns around as Bianca goes for a Superkick but King dives out of the way just as Rylie whips Danielle out of the corner, right into Bianca’s incoming foot and she NAILS HER OWN SISTER WITH THE KICK!!! Danielle drops down!! Rylie goes for a cover!!


Bianca breaks it up! Not about to have her sister be eliminated on something she inadvertently caused!! Bianca pulls Rylie up and plants her with a Brainbuster right next to Danielle before climbing the top turnbuckle and looks for “Pure Elegance” (Corkscrew Moonsault) but as she dives, Rylie rolls out of the way and Bianca lands mostly right on Danielle!!!! Rylie staggers to her feet and comes running off the ropes with “Queen’s Gambit” onto Bianca, causing her to collapse on top of Danielle. The referee shrugs and drops down to count!


Isabella Salvatore: DANIELLE PAGE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Rylie grabs Bianca and picks her up, looking for the “513” again but Bianca flips up over her shoulder and shoves her towards Jaxson King who’s running in for the “JAC Truck!” Rylie eats the Spear and Bianca capitalizes on the brief moment of miscalculation by King to rush in and hit him with “Binx” and make the cover!!!


Isabella Salvatore: JAXSON KING HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Seth Ernst: We’re down to the final two!! Who’s gonna be the winner and go to Rise of Legends II to challenge for the United States Championship?!

Miranda Augustino: Could very well be Miss Wildcard!

Lucas Knox: It certainly looks that way!!

Bianca looks down at Rylie who’s still reeling from the Spear and climbs to the top rope for “Pure Elegance” again but once more, Rylie rolls out of the way but Bianca lands on her feet, saving herself from a crash and burn this time!! She grabs Rylie by the legs and starts stepping around to throw on a Figure Four but Rylie gets her boot against Bianca’s ass and shoves her with all of her might!! Bianca goes plowing into the referee, sending them down to the mat! She turns to see Rylie slowly starting to pull herself up to her feet when all of a sudden, Simple Simon comes running down to ringside, carrying Bianca’s WIldcard case. He slides it into the ring for her but before Bianca can go to grab it, Rylie Page gets her hands on it as well and the two women stare each other down, fighting over the case itself.

Seth Ernst: Bianca and Rylie Page - no relation folks - fighting over the Wildcard case!!

Lucas Knox: The referee doesn’t see it!!!

Finally, Rylie kicks Bianca in the ribs and the case falls to the mat. Rylie grabs Bianca for the “513” once more, but again, Bianca counters out of it and nails Rylie in the back with a forearm, sending her stumbling against the ropes. Rylie leans back against the ropes, wincing in pain as Bianca reaches down for the case again. That’s when Rylie runs off the ropes and DRIVES BIANCA’S HEAD INTO THE CASE WITH HER FOOT, WITH “QUEEN’S GAMBIT!!!!!” Bianca’s head bounces off the case and her eyes glaze over. She starts scrambling to get to her hands and knees. Simple Simon climbs onto the apron, screaming at Rylie but she grabs the case and whips it right at him, sending him off the apron and the case out of the ring! The referee shakes the stars out and turns back to the match as Rylie grabs Bianca and PLANTS HER WITH THE “513!!!!!” RYLIE STACKS FOR THE COVER!!!!!


Isabella Salvatore: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of the 2023 War Ensemble…RYLIE…PAGE!!!!!

Seth Ernst: Rylie Page has done it!!!

Lucas Knox: What an insane war this whole match was and that’s just the first of the evening!!!

Miranda Augustino: You hear the music, boys! This girl knows a thing or two about the word “war”!!

As “War Pigs” picks herself up, clutching an arm against her ribs and a hand on the back of her neck, the referee grabs her wrist and raises her arm. Rylie yells out to the crowd, pumping her fist triumphantly. She looks into the camera at ringside and leans through the ropes, getting right into the lens.

Rylie Page: You tell ‘em I’m coming!!! Lana Corvin or Crystal Hilton!! It doesn’t matter!! YOU TELL ‘EM I’M FUCKING COMING!!!

Seth Ernst: What a first Wrestle War moment for that young lady there.

Miranda Augustino: That’s a bad bitch, Seth!

Lucas Knox: You like anyone with an attitude, Mir.

After an amazing opening contest and some strong words, it’s time for the second match of the evening, and Darlyn Farjardo is standing front-and-center to make the official announcements!

Isabella Salvatore: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is set for one fall!
“Unforgettable (Latin Mix)” by French Montana begins to blast across the speakers. As it does, Sofia makes her way through the curtains to the loud sound of boos. She isn't alone, as her husband ,Brayden, walks out as well. Brayden is waving a Colombian flag proudly for his wife as she begins to twerk and dance to the music.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first, making her way to the ring accompanied by Brayden Hilton, from Bogota, Colombia and now residing in Detroit, Michigan and weighing in at 120 pounds… La Coneja… SOFIA HILTON!

Sofia stops in the aisle and continues to shake her ass before she runs her hands through her hair and winks at the camera. She receives catcalls from the crowd but she blows them off, walking her way to the ring. Brayden, however, does a marathon around the ring waving that Colombia flag as if he won the Olympics for that country. Sofia slowly enters the ring, cracking a wicked grin as she waits patiently for the match to start. Brayden stands at ringside waiting for an opportunity to get involved to help his wife.

Nick Hanson: I’m more than willing to give Sofia credit for not being shy about saying what she feels and for stepping up and challenging someone in order to move herself up the rankings-

Jim Reynolds: Oh, what’s that? I smell a “but” coming!

Nick Hanson: -BUT I think she’s bitten off more than she can chew tonight.

Olivia Mayfaire: There’s nothing wrong with wanting to make a name for yourself. If you can’t manage that much, you’re in the wrong business. But Sofia? I honestly would have started… smaller, I guess?

Jim Reynolds: You two are absolute haters! Sofia has all the tools necessary to be a huge star in this business! She has looks, brains, bank, bloodline and more, not to mention a staunch supporter in her husband, Brayden! She has it all!

Nick Hanson: Y’know what? I’ll give you that. But having it all is one thing. Putting it all together and making it work for you? She’s still working on that.

Jim Reynolds: Just another trenchant assertion from someone who doesn’t get it!

Olivia Mayfaire: He’s not wrong, Jimmy. Having all the tools means exactly dick if you don’t know how to use them! In a few years, Sofia will be a top-tier talent! But tonight? I don’t like her chances!

Isabella Salvatore: And introducing her opponent!
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. In the process of this, the lights dim but do not darken, with brighter lights shining up from beneath the stage through a purple haze.


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

Isabella Salvatore: From Malibu, California by way of Trenton, New Jersey, weighing in at 135 pounds… The Sorceress Supreme of Professional Wrestling… ZOEY MADIGAN-STAR!


Zoey reaches out to the fans reaching for her, gracing their fingertips with her own. Upon reaching the bottom of the ramp, she locks her attention upon the ring, gloved fingers undoing the buttons on her jacket one by one. With it open, she shrugs back gracefully and lets it slide off her arms to the floor before reaching to the sky as a shower of glittering pyro falls over the stage. Her attention stays on Sofia and Brayden as she figuratively and literally takes the gloves off, dropping them on her jacket. Her bright smile gives way to what can only be called a predatory snarl as she walks to the steps, ascends to the apron, and wipes her soles before entering the ring.


The fans are given another wave and a bow before Zoey hops up onto the turnbuckles and sits on the topmost, crossing one long leg over the other with her hands on the ropes, staring a hole through Sofia as “Better Without You” fades.

Jim Reynolds: And here’s the biggest hater of them all! Zoey shouldn’t be wishing pain and suffering on Sofia! They’re family! She should be helping this young lady along, imparting her knowledge and boosting the next generation! Instead she’s being a jealous old woman!

Olivia Mayfaire: ...in what world do you live that you think that would be appropriate considering how Sofia has addressed and treated Zoey up to this point?!

Jim Reynolds: A world where old people know when it’s time to retire and make room for the future!

Nick Hanson: Enough, you two! Look, should Zoey be willing to help someone like Sofia move up? For the fact that she’s family alone, I’d say yes! But let’s not forget how Sofia approached her: insultingly, degradingly, violently! Sofia needs a spanking and Zoey’s the one who’s looking to give it to her!

Jim Reynolds: Your weird kinks aside, Sofia doesn’t even NEED Zoey’s help! She’s gonna put the so-called Sorceress down and then the future is all hers!

Olivia Mayfaire: Tell you what: if Sofia beats Zoey, I’ll be the first to applaud her. But if Zoey wins, you stop being so disrespectful to the Indigo Enchantress!

Jim Reynolds: Hah! Easy bet!

Nick Hanson: That’ll be the day!

Lithely lowering herself from the turnbuckles, Zoey walks forward, as does Sofia, to the center of the ring where the referee explains the rules. During this series of moments, Sofia is markedly silent, but Brayden is pacing to either side of her, talking all manner of shit to Zoey. The magician keeps her eyes on Sofia, though, not wavering. That is… until Brayden tries to dart in for a cheap shot! Zoey ducks his outstretched arm, though, and when Brayden goes barreling past, he whips around right into a superkick from Zoey that sends him sailing over the top rope! That momentary distraction, though, lets Sofia attack from behind! She clubs Zoey in the back of the head and over the shoulders, keeping her against the ropes with a physical assault as the referee hurriedly calls for the bell!


Nick Hanson: And Brayden sacrifices himself to let Soifa get the drop on Zoey!

Jim Reynolds: Like a good man should!

Olivia Mayfaire: Like you’d ever do that for a lady!

Jim Reynolds: Hey, I might! Maybe!

Sofia puts her everything into sending Zoey into the buckles with an Irish whip, the impact both brutal and audible! She charges in after with a knee to the chin, then ascends the buckles and lays in a series of straight right hands, yelling at the fans all the while as they boo her! Brayden is cradling his jaw but still managing to cheer Sofia on as she steps away from a half-battered Zoey, shaking her ass and taunting the fans! She turns and charges in a second time with a dropkick to Zoey’s chest, then a second one! It seems as though the ropes are all that’s holding Zoey up as Sofia this time goes all the way to the far buckles, really winding up for yet another charge!

Nick Hanson: Sofia is lowering the boom on Zoey here and isn’t letting up!

Jim Reynolds: Where’s all that talk about her not measuring up now, huh?!

Bursting out of the corner like a rocket, La Coneja goes right for Zoey and gets PASTED with a Walk of Shame! The knee strike catches Sofia flush in the jaw, knocking her to the mat, whereupon she rolls outside to be checked on by Brayden! Zoey, on the other hand, drops to a knee after the hit, still trying to shake off Sofia’s initial assault! Brayden, furious, gets up onto the apron to berate Zoey. She gets to her feet slowly as Sofia slinks out of sight, turning her golden gaze on Brayden, who keeps right on yakking!

Olivia Mayfaire: Kick him in the mouth again! Shut that guy up and get on with the match!

Nick Hanson: In this case, I agree! He has no business out here!

Jim Reynolds: He has EVERY right to be out here as Sofia’s husband and manager!

Olivia Mayfaire: Oh yeah?! I wanna see his manager’s license! Does he get ten percent or fifteen percent of her pay?!

Faking another kick gets Brayden to drop down off the apron, pointing threateningly! Sofia, having slid in the ring on the other side, tries to get the drop on Zoey again but takes a back kick to the midsection for her trouble, followed by a kick to the head that straightens her up for a spinning hook kick that knocks her to the mat! Zoey drops to her knees and, mounting Sofia, grabs her by the head for a few wicked forearm shots to the jaw before bouncing her head off the mat and yelling at her-

Zoey Madigan-Star: ”Get up! You wanted this!”

-before backing towards the ropes! Sofia starts to sit up and Brayden grabs her by the leg as she’s about to charge! The distraction lets Sofia hit another dropkick, sending Zoey out of the ring and to the floor! From there, she gets the referee’s attention as Brayden lays in some cheap-shotting boots on the outside, trying to help out Sofia!

Nick Hanson: Someone get that idiot out of here!

Olivia Mayfaire: I’m about two seconds from going after him myself! Get me a chair!

Jim Reynolds: You stay right there! Don’t YOU get involved in this, too!

Out of nowhere, though, comes Brittany Williams! She runs down the ramp, leaps to the barricade with surprising dexterity, and leaps off at Brayden with a big crossbody! Her clubbing shots give Zoey time to get back to her feet and out of Brayden’s reach, but she pauses to watch as Brittany delivers a Seeing Stars to Brayden right there on the floor, much to the delight of the fans… and the ire of Sofia!

Olivia Mayfaire: That’ll take care of HIM! Nice work, Brittany!

Sofia, though, hits Brittany out of nowhere with a somersault suicida, knocking her down hard on the floor! She lays in the boots for a moment before Zoey, who tried to warn Brittany about the dive, moves in to get her mitts on Sofia again! She shoves La Coneja into the ring post, then rolls her into the ring, checking on Brittany before waving for help from the back! Sofia slowly gets her bearings back as some trainers come down to check on both Brittany and Brayden. And before Zoey can get her mind back on business, Sofia charges in, diving between the bottom and middle ropes to hit a nasty tornado DDT on Zoey right there on the floor!

Nick Hanson: A stellar maneuver from Sofia! She might have knocked Zoey out with that! If she can get Zoey back in the ring…

Sofia does just that, heaving the larger woman up and rolling her into the ring, following and pinning her with a foot on the ropes!


Jim Reynolds: Oh, come on, ref! What the shit?!

Olivia Mayfaire: Even with the leverage Zoey found a way to kick out!

Sofia is clearly frustrated; more so seeing that Brayden is being taken to the back along with Brittany to get checked out. She grabs a still-downed Zoey by the hair and screams into her face madly-

Sofia Hilton: This is all YOUR fault, old woman!

-before mounting Zoey and pounding on her with a barrage of fists! Zoey covers up against some of it, calling upon some of her MMA training, but Sofia switches to elbows and forearm shots! The beating continues until Zoey snares the arm and comes within a hair of locking Sofia into the Spellbound! Breaking away and scrambling to her feet, Sofia throws a hard, football-style kick to the head, then puts the boots to Zoey, stomping damn near every part of her, working her way around until the referee finally warns her off! Sofia relents for a moment, then aims another punt at Zoey’s head as she’s on her hands and knees! Zoey leans away just in time, grabbing Sofia out of a charge for a release Northern Lights suplex! Sofia bounces off the mat a bit, stunned more than hurt, and quickly regains her vertical base! A quick drop toe hold sends her chest first into the ropes, though, leaving her draped over the middle strand! The fans come to life again and they’re behind Zoey, who charges in and splashes Sofia against the rope in the midst of sliding out of the ring! A moment later, she hits a jumping, twisting enzuigiri that cracks Sofia in the temple, sending her back into the ring!

Nick Hanson: And this arena just came alive again!

Jim Reynolds: They’re morons! They should be booing the hell out of Zoey for beating on someone from their own continent!

Olivia Mayfaire: Okay, even Inspector Gadget couldn’t reach far enough for that!

Hurting, but running off adrenaline and the cheers, Zoey rolls back into the ring and stalks Sofia. Scooting on her backside into the corner as Zoey comes at her one step after another, Sofia tries to beg off as the referee, perhaps sensing Zoey’s anger, tries to talk her out of doing something foolish! Sofia gets to her feet and, with hands up and palms out, tries to apologize for everything! Zoey, staring Sofia down for a moment, then looking to the fans, seems to be asking if she should trust Sofia’s entreaties of peace!

Crowd: ”¡No confíes en ella! ¡No confíes en ella!”

Nick Hanson: I think the fans here in São Paulo are telling Zoey not to believe a word Sofia says!

Jim Reynolds: Haters! Traitors!

Olivia Mayfaire: No, I think they’ve got her sussed, Jimmy!

Jim Reynolds: You shut your mouths!

Giving it some thought, the Magical Maiden shrugs and offers her hand to Sofia. The fans are all against this and even Sofia is a little surprised! But with a wicked glint in her eyes, she takes Zoey’s hand… only to drop to her knees a few moments later, jerking on her grabbed appendage and trying unsuccessfully to get Zoey to let go!

Nick Hanson: Zoey must have one doozy of a grip there! Is she trying to break Sofia’s fingers?!

A closer look, though, shows that Zoey has her thumb jammed down on the space between Sofia’s own thumb and hand, a pressure point that weakens the grip and induces pain! Zoey keeps this grip on for several moments as the referee is unsure what to do and Sofia is still trying to get her hand free! After a few more moments, Zoey lets go and Sofia rolls out of the ring, shaking out her hand and trying to get some of the feeling back!

Jim Reynolds: What kind of black magic was that?!

Olivia Mayfaire: Don’t forget, Jimmy: Zoey is a physical therapist! She knows how to put a body back together… AND how to take it apart!

Jim Reynolds: How the hell is THAT fair?!

Nick Hanson: Maybe it isn’t! But you can’t tell me Sofia didn’t have that coming!

The referee keeps Zoey from leaving the ring to deal with Sofia, but that becomes moot when Sofia grabs a distracted Zoey by the leg and trips her up, yanking her out of the ring! This leads to a brawl on the floor where Sofia gets some punches in before shoving Zoey into the barricade! Zoey retorts with a couple heavy forearms before whipping Sofia into the steps! Leaping atop them, Sofia flies back with an elbow but Zoey catches her out of the air, showing some understated strength by hoisting Sofia from that position into a stalling vertical suplex before dropping her on the floor! Rolling Sofia back into the ring, Zoey comes in after her and attempts a pin!


Wanting to put this match away, Zoey sets up Seeing Stars, but Sofia twists out and clotheslines her down with a crushing shot! She follows with her signature moonsault double-knees and pins Zoey!


Frustrated, Sofia pulls Zoey to her feet and lays in a few chops then boots her low to set up La Mariposa! Zoey powers out, though, and delivers a back body drop counter! Sofia lands on her feet, though, and a dropkick to the back sends Zoey into the buckles chest-first! Turned around and seated up top, Zoey gets brought down hard by Sofia’s handstand sunset flip! She hooks the legs!


A scream of fury has Sofia getting to her feet and bringing Zoey up with her, yelling into her face-

Sofia Hilton: I’m better than you!

-and hitting the La Mariposa! Zoey’s dropped hard on her head and Sofia gestures that it’s over before making another pin attempt, the far leg hooked!


Seething now, Sofia brings the arm in and hooks BOTH legs this time!


Jim Reynolds: What, can’t that referee count?!

Nick Hanson: You know good and well that isn’t it! Zoey has been through wars in her career, Jim!

Olivia Mayfaire: Sofia’s desperation is showing! At this point, she might get herself disqualified just trying to make a point!

Nick Hanson: You may be right! And even as cocky as she is, I don’t think she’d want it to end that way!

Zoey is out on her feet as Sofia brings her up and whips her into the buckles! A charging dropkick takes Zoey to her knees, but she still gets back up! A discus forearm shot with a running start lands, too, but Sofia can’t keep Zoey down! It’s that moment of frustration boiling over that Zoey was looking for, and Sofia’s next attack ends with her taking a Trap Chamber! Both women are down now, with Zoey digging as deep as possible to try and get up before La Coneja does! The referee doesn’t get the chance to start a ten-count, though, as via the ropes Zoey is able to get to her knees, then her feet. Sofia is up just a moment sooner, though, and charges at Zoey, knocking her into the ropes! Irish whip to the far side! Zoey ducks a clothesline! Sofia rebounds! Exit Stage Left by Zoey! Pin attempt!


Jim Reynolds: You’re still in this, Sofia! Don’t let that has-been beat you!

Olivia Mayfaire: I swear to God-

Sofia lands a few hard shots to the midsection when the referee is out of position upon getting up, but Zoey still hits another Trap Chamber despite hurting! A slow climb to the top turnbuckle and São Paulo goes apeshit as Zoey hits the Delightful Devastation on Sofia! Hurting herself with the impact, Zoey rolls into a cover and hooks the leg!


Nick Hanson: I don’t know how she kicked out of that one! So few folks do!

Jim Reynolds: Because she’s Sofia Goddamn Hilton, that’s why!

At about this point, Zoey is wondering the same, but as she drags Sofia up and hits a hammerlock scoop slam, Sofia left holding her arm, the same one that Zoey had used the pressure point attack on earlier, the fans lay into some boos as Brayden Hilton comes staggering down to the ring, yelling at Zoey!

Olivia Mayfaire: Someone sedate his ass! This has nothing to do with him!

Zoey’s attention is taken by Brayden as she’s setting up the Spellbound, and his pounding on the apron not only holds it, but wakes Sofia up enough for her to hit a low blow! Occupied with Brayden trying to get on the apron, the referee doesn’t see this and the fans give Sofia all sorts of hell for it! She doesn’t give a damn, though, flipping them off as she heads up to the top rope! She’s lining up for the Santa Fe de Bogota when someone bursts through the crowd and over the barricade! The hooded figure makes a beeline for Brayden Hilton, yanking him off the apron, facing the mystery person!

Nick Hanson: Now who the hell is that?!

Jim Reynolds: Seat filler! Seat filler at ringside! Someone call security!

Whoever they are, they’re tall and thick, and they’re glaring at Brayden! Brayden throws a punch but it’s blocked! The arm is yanked hard and Brayden gets out a yelp before he’s put in position for a reverse DDT… except he’s hoisted up suplex style and spiked with an inverted tombstone piledriver! This is enough to get Sofia’s attention and Zoey, coming out of her haze of pain, gets up on the buckles with her! The two women slug it out for a moment before Zoey catches Sofia with an elbow to the head! Trap Chamber from the top rope!

Olivia Mayfaire: I dunno who that guy is, but he damn sure took care of Brayden!

Nick Hanson: Sofia’s out of backup here! And that Trap Chamber left her AND Zoey hurting!

Jim Reynolds: Someone get that bastard out of here before he attacks Sofia!

But it doesn’t happen! Zoey looks at the hooded man, seems to recognize him, and returns her attention to Sofia. Sofia tries to go low again, but Zoey fetches her a knee to the jaw, then hits Seeing Stars! On the mat, she twists Sofia into the Spellbound, wrenching tighter than she ever has! Sofia almost gets a foot over the ropes but Zoey yanks harder and Sofia has no choice but to tap out!


Isabella Salvatore: And your winner via submission… ZOEY MADIGAN-STAR!

“Better Without You” hits and Sofia rolls out of the ring, not wanting to be anywhere near Zoey after all that! Sitting up on the mat, Zoey is clearly hurting and almost out of breath. The hooded figure rolls into the ring and takes a knee, checking on her as the referee isn’t sure what to make of him…

Nick Hanson: A hard-fought win for Zoey and a hell of a showing for Sofia tonight!

Jim Reynolds: Sofia was robbed! Whoever this guy was ruined her big night!

Olivia Mayfaire: Oh, shut up already! He just made sure things stayed one-on-one! But who even IS he?! Zoey seems to know him…

The two have a conversation before the man rises and offers Zoey his gloved hand. She hesitates, then finally takes it and lets him help her up. Past that, he assists her in leaving the ring, though she seems to insist that she’s fine to walk to the back on her own. Accepting this, the man merely follows her protectively until they’re behind the curtain.

Isabella Salvatore: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL and it has a THIRTY MINUTE time limit.

The Brazillian crowd is starting to buzz as they realise just what is coming next, and after a few more moments the PA System crackles into life.



The lights in the arena 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. Austin only makes it a few steps down the ramp though when he's ambushed from behind with a meaty clothesline to the back of his head from Myriad!

Nick Hanson: Myriad just ambushed Austin Ramsey from behind! And the bell hasn't even rang yet!

Jim Reynolds: That's the point, Genius. No Bell. No Rules!

Olivia Mayfaire: Well they gotta get inside the ring before the ref throws this one out!

And indeed, there is a gleam to Myriad's eyes under the bandages as he turns back to Ramsey, watching his enemy try to struggle to his feet, only for Myriad to boot him right in the ribs and send him back up the ramp. Myriad reaches down to seize Ramsey by the hair, pulling him along towards the entrance stage once more. Myriad hauls Ramsey up onto his wobbly feet staring the smaller man down for a moment before he hoists Ramsey up over one shoulder, then charges forward and tosses Ramsey face-first into the video wall. There's a sickening crack at the impact of his head against the wall, before ramsey rolls away and stays down. The Bard merely stands and surveys his devestation for a moment, before walking back over to Ramsey and once more seizing him by the hair. The bandaged head must be holding a sickening smirk as blood can be seen trickling down Ramsey's face, and its only going to get worse as Myriad hoists Ramsey up over his shoulders, and then pushes him straight up high with a Gorilla Press. Myriad's gaze is on the crowd at the edge of the stage though, and its clear he has some bad intentions.

Myriad takes a few steps forward, but at the last moment Ramsey manages to wake up enough to wiggle free and slip behind the beast. Myriad turns back to face Ramsey, and Austin fires off with some quick right forearms to his jaw. Its clear their barely stunning the monster, but Austin ups his assault and launches a dropkick that sends Myriad back two steps, and teetering on the edge of the stage! Ramsey scrambles to his feet and sees Myriad wobbling, and he takes his chance. Charging forward and leaping up, he lands a perfect front dropkick to Myriad's chest, sending The Bard flying back and crashing down on the plants fans in the front few rows!

There's a massive roar from the Brazillian crowd as they try and gather round to see the wreckage of the crowd, while Ramsey slowly pushes up to his feet on the stage, wiping the slow blood trickle off his face only to see Myriad is climbing to his feet, his bandages barely out of place, and a steely gaze fixing back on Ramsey. Austin can barely believe it, but as Myriad reaches his full height, Ramsey dashes forward, taking two steps and then leaping right off the stage and crashing down with a massive crossbody that takes Myriad down and wipes out those few rising fans again! The chaos is growing as Brazil can't help but roar and then let out a 'HOLY SHIT' chant (I assume in Portugese, but I love our South American brethren too much to google translate that and butcher it).

Ramsey manages to slowly stumble up onto his feet again, but behind him Myriad sits up as well. The monster's bandages are getting looser, showing a little more Ohio then Myriad, but those cold eyes are locking on Ramsey as he stumbles over the wreckage and deeper into the crowd. Myriad rises to follow, and Ramsey stops stumbling long enough to glance back, grinning wildly as he sees Myriad is following him. Rmasey picks up his pace as he reaches an aisleway, heading deeper along the crowd path, while behind him Myriad stalks him like he's a teenage girl in a slasher movie. Myriad comes around a corner, and is greeted by a steel chair shot right across the dome from Ramsey! The shot sees Myriad stumble half a step back, and Austin takes his chance, rearing back and cracking down with the steel again hard enough to put Myriad down on one knee. Ramsey backs up a few more steps, wheezing slightly as he stares Myriad down, now almost eye level with the kneeling monster, before Ramsey raises the chair and roars, racing in for another shot, and Myriad bounces up and fires off an uppercut that takes Ramsey off his feet and damn near flips him completely!

Myriad pauses for a moment to shake off those chair shots and then grabs Ramsey by his long locks, dragging him across the aisleway as they march through the crowd. Reaching the production area, Myriad finally hauls Austin back to his feet, lifting the smaller man high, and then tossing him forward and sending him face-first into the steel poles of the staging rig! Ramsey's head bounces off with a sickening thud, the former Event Horizon champion left crumpled on the floor again, while Myriad turns and steps past the production table, brushing aside some of the roadies and looking for something. Finally he seems to be happy with what he's found, as he turns around holding onto a steel pipe! There's some evil intention in the eyes of Myriad as he comes back around the table, looking over to see Ramsey is dragging himself up using the production rig, and Myriad waits patiently until Ramsey is up entirely on wobbly feet before charging in with the home-run swing, but Ramsey ducks it and the pipe cracks into the pole, making the monsters arms shake from the impact.

He stumbles back two steps, and Ramsey seizes his chance, springboarding off the production table and wrapping his legs around Myriad's head. The New York native uses his momentum, falling backwards and yanking Myriad forward, sending his rival crashing face-first into the production rig! The rig shakes and wobbles from the impact as Myriad leans right on it, but after a moment the rig seems to settle with Myriad slumped against it. Ramsey pushes up to his feet again, looking at the monster and then an idea seems to cross his mind. Ramsey stumbles away and grabs a chair, setting it up a few steps from the stunned beast, and with a final glance he charges as Myriad turns around, stepping up off the chair and leaping up for a senton, but Myriad catches him!

The Bard is standing tall with Austin easily held in his arms, and Ramsey's face shows the oh-shit look as Myriad adjusts his grip, hoisting Ramsey up on his shoulders, and then driving him into the hard concrete with a powerbomb! He hoists him back up, takes a step forward, and then drives him through the steel chair with a second powerbomb! Ramsey is a writhing wrecked mess at this point, but Myriad still hoists him up, turns, and charges, tossing Ramsey right through the production table with the Kiss Of The Cerberus! The lights cut in the arena on the impact, and Brazil screams as it seems like Myriad has killed the show, and used Ramsey's body to do it! It takes a long few moments but finally the lights start to flicker back on, the crowd settling slowly and the camera's pan through the dark crowd before there's a disturbance at ringside, as Myriad has just tossed Ramsey across the barricade back towards the ring.

Ramsey isn't moving at all as Myriad climbs the barricade, and then pulls bloodied, beaten, and broken Ramsey up and rolls him inside the ring, allowing the referee to finally call for the bell and 'start' this match!


Myriad climbs onto the apron, and into the ring with his eyes locked on the beaten body of Ramsey. Stepping towards Austin, Myriad reaches down to drag Ramsey up.....and out of nowhere Austin seizes the Bard by the back of the neck and pulls him down into a Small Package!



Nick Hanson: HEY!!! WHOA!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: THE MATCH JUST OFFICIALLY STARTED!! WHAT?!

Isabella Salvatore: Here is your winner...AUSTIN...RAMSEY!!!

Jim Reynolds: Austin stole one from Myriad!!!

Nick Hanson: Capitalized on a window of opportunity and just like that, this one is over!!

Austin has enough wits about him to dive for the ropes and out of the ring, collapsing at ringside while inside the ring Myriad is up and staring at the referee with death in his eyes! The referee is admantally claiming it was a three, but that doesn't placate Myriad, as he kicks him right in the ribs, hoists him up, and drops him on his head with the Fall From Grace! Myriad stays seated over the unconscious referee staring out of the ring and at the ramp where Ramsey is stumbling away. Bloodied Face. Broken Body. But victorious over The Bard nonetheless.

Isabella Salvatore: The following contest is a tag team match set for one fall and it is for the NFW World Tag Team Championships!
The arena goes dark as the crowd awaits the next match. The crowd slowly fell silent in anticipation of what was coming. In the dark, the intro to The Mandalorian fills the arena. Over it come voices.

The Mandalorian: Reserve some for the Foundlings.

The Armorer: As it should always be. The Foundlings are the future. This is the way.

The lights around the ring rise to show the entranceway and ringside area surrounded by people in Mandalorian armor.

Mandalorians and the Crowd: This is the Way!

The Mandalorian: This is the way.

A beat drops as a Trap remix of the Mandalorian theme starts to play. Out from the back come the Regulators. Mary’s ring gear is stylized like Boba Fett’s armor, meanwhile, Morgan’s is themed after the Mandalorian. They slowly walk towards the ring. They give fans high-fives, take quick selfies with some, and point at some signs they like.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first, the challengers! Representing The Kingdom. They are…Marilyn Matthews…Morgan Payne…THE REGULATORS!!!

Morgan climbs the ring steps and quickly steps between the ropes. Mary makes a circuit of the ring before sliding in under the bottom rope. The pair climb opposite turnbuckles and pose. Mary takes her typical welcome the doves pose while Morgan just holds her arms out. Flashes go off in the crowd as everyone wants to get a picture of the Kingdom members. The pair both jump down and meet in the middle of the ring. They exchange some words under their breath before going to their assigned corner.
“Die Tonight” starts to blast over the speakers as Janie Grayson and Catalina Tavares come out from the back, Olivia Herrera between the two women as they stand on the stage. Gazes turned to the tag team championships around their waists, and Olivia unhooked both belts before handing them to their respective wearer, smirks on all of their faces as Janie and Cat held the titles in the air. The boos and jeers from the crowd grew louder with each passing second, and finally, the two women lowered the titles onto their shoulders, and the trio made their way down to the ring to get the match started.

Isabella Salvatore: And their opponents, accompanied to the ring by Olivia Herrera. They are the reigning, defending NFW Tag Team Champions, Janie Grayson and Catalina Tavares, THICC ATTACK!!!


Marilyn Matthews and Morgan Payne discuss things in their corner as Janie Grayson and Catalina Tavares nod to each other. Thicc Attack charges the Regulators and nail them from behind. Morgan is sent through the ropes by Janie while Catalina launches Marilyn in a release German suplex that folds her over like a possessed accordion. Janie and Catalina hit Marilyn with T.T.T.L. and Catalina covers her.


Janie hits Morgan with a double ax handle to the back and then hooks her for a deadlift release German suplex. Marilyn punches back as Catalina goes to pull her up. Marilyn pulls Catalina into a single knee strike to the face. Catalina hits hard and Marilyn gets her for an inside cradle.


Morgan comes in and hits Janie with Tastes Like Timbaland Boot, Bitch! Janie goes down hard. Catalina swings wildly and the Regulators both duck it. They grab her and hit Molón Labé. Marilyn holds for the cover.


Nick Hanson: Thicc Attack were rolling but now the Regulators start showing why they are both former World Champions here in NFW!

Jim Reynolds: It’s not over yet.

Olivia Mayfaire: No, but if they don’t think of something quick, it will be.

Nick Hanson: Morgan and Marilyn are looking at taking this one away from them.

Jim Reynolds: Janie and Catalina are champions for a reason. It’ll take more than this to get them!

Olivia Mayfaire: They have more… both teams do.

Janie staggers up and comes back into the fray. Morgan meets her and the two start trading shots, Janie, Morgan, Janie, Morgan, Janie, Morgan, Janie, Morgan! Janie goes to the eyes. Morgan staggers away and Janie runs her into the ropes for an O’Connor roll.


Janie is propelled into the ropes and Morgan nails her with a big lariat that puts her into the corner. Jamie lands against the turnbuckles and Morgan gives her another shot before dropping to all fours. Marilyn hits a DDT on Catalina and then runs into Regulation on Janie. Morgan catches Janie as she collapses off the turnbuckles for a cradle.


Marilyn jumps over to cover Catalina.


JANIE MAKES THE SAVE! Janie pulls Marilyn up and runs her into Morgan. The Regulators collide and Catalina rolls Marilyn up from behind.


Janie clotheslines Morgan over the top, following over with the momentum from the impact. Marilyn goes to check on Morgan and Catalina kicks from behind somewhat low. Marilyn starts to go down, the referee stunned and unsure of why she is going down. Catalina covers and as the referee slides into position, gets her feet on the ropes.


Nick Hanson: Thicc Attack survives!

Jim Reynolds: Thicc attack retain!

Olivia Mayfaire: You’re both right.

Nick Hanson: The Regulators…

Jim Reynolds: Just ate it!

Olivia Mayfaire: Well, when you use the ropes….

Isabella Salvatore: Here are your winners…and STILL NFW World Tag Team Champion, THICC ATTACK!!!

Marilyn sits on the mat, frustrated over the outcome as Thicc Attack retrieve their titles and celebrate. Morgan slides back into the ring and starts a heated debate with the referee, motioning to and kicking at the bottom rope, trying to tell them what happened. The referee throws their hands up in apology, stating the count’s been made and he didn’t see the foul play. Morgan curses as Marilyn stands and pulls her back from the official and The Regulators leave the ring, staring hard up into the ring at the champions who flaunt their titles and smile at them as Olivia Herrera waves bye-bye.

Nick Hanson: The Regulators, understandably livid after the outcome.

Jim Reynolds: When did The Kingdom become such sore losers?

Olivia Mayfaire: Oh shut up, Jim!

Isabella Salvatore: Our next Wrestle War XX contest is a standard match with a thirty minute time limit. Coming to the ring first, six feet three inches and two hundred fifty-five pounds… hailing from San Francisco, California… DANE PRESTON!
Suddenly the lights in the Ginásio do Ibirapuera go out, plunging the San PAulo fans into darkness. A lit fuze sizzles across the video screen, leading to an explosion of pyro around the entrance stage. The sound of a gunshot and a car peeling out, then the opening guitar riff for No Resolve’s “UNKILLABLE” shred across the PA speakers.


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


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

Isabella Salvatore: And his opponent, standing at five feet nine inches and two hundred fifty-five pounds… hailing from The Raven’s Moon Academy… RASERI!
The lights in the area go dark just before the beginning of Billie Eilish’s “You Should See Me In A Crown” hits the sound system.


A spotlight finds a woman standing silently on the ramp, seemingly having risen out of the darkness if not nowhere at all.


The woman throws back a hood to show the face of Shanna “Raseri” Mitchell standing with her manager, Calypso Bates..


Raseri starts down the aisle, Calypso following along behind her.

The women reach the ringside and slowly filter into the ring until they’re both standing there ready for whatever is going to come.


The two fighters wait in their respective corners, receiving their pat-downs from the referee. Raseri offers Dane an evil smile. Which version of Dane she is facing is unclear as he merely offers her a stony cold expression.


The two move to the center of the ring. Dane slowly offers up a hand in a test of strength. Raseri goes as if she is about to accept it but, instead, swipes a kick at him. Dane intercepts the kick and twists the leg, sending Raseri to the mat. The woman scrambles and scrapes at the canvas as Dane attempts a single leg Crab hold. However, she manages to yank her leg free and kicks him in the butt for his trouble.

The two hop up and slowly circle each other. Raseri attempts to chop Dane across the chest but, again, he grabs the limb and whips her to the ropes. On the rebound, Raseri jumps onto Dane and takes him down with a tilt-a-whirl headscissor. The Phoenix rolls across the mat, jumping up just as she leaps at him with a dropkick. Dane catches her ankles and yanks up, spilling Raseri to the mat. He parts her legs and stomps her on the thigh. Raseri angrily howls. Dane answers her rage by slinging her leg to the side and dropping an elbow onto her knee.

The woman pushes away and starts to rise, but Dane answers her attempts with a haymaker to the jaw. Raseri drops like a brick and Dane covers for a pin.


Raseri leaves her daze in time to bridge up, pushing the heavier opponent off of her. Dane is almost impressed, but he’s more annoyed. As he stands, Raseri wraps her legs around his and pulls them from under him. He tumbles to his back as his enemy jumps up. She throws herself backwards into the ropes, spearing Preston as he rises. She rolls forward off of him, kips up, and delivers a standing moonsault. Quickly, she rolls him up for a pin.


Alas, Dane isn’t close to done and thrusts Raseri off of him. Raseri angrily rises, pulling Dane with her. She goes to whip him but the Phoenix reverses the attack, sending her to the ropes. He raises a boot to give her an unpleasant return, but Raseri leaps towards him and delivers a spinning sit-out shoulder jawbreaker. The larger man collides and rolls over, feeling a mix of in pain and, yet, impressed at her aerial tactics. But when he feels Raseri grab him by the boots, he pushes past that and slams his heel into her knee.

Raseri backs up as Dane rises. He rushes at her, slamming a lariat across her throat, intent to knock her damned head off into the front row. Raseri flips backwards from the assault, landing on her back. Dane hauls her up by her jaw. Dane yanks Raseri into a bearhug, lifting her off her feet and squeezing, before sending her over in a belly to belly overhead release suplex. She skitters across the canvas, slowly pulling herself up into a sitting position in the corner.

Dane crouches, then rushes towards her, aiming a knee at Raseri’s face. She rolls out of the way and, instead, he knees the ringpost between the bottom and middle ringpost. Raseri gives herself some space, then charges and jumps, bulldogging Dane into the top turnbuckle.

Raseri looks momentarily triumphant, but the gloating ends as it begins when Dane throws an elbow into her chest. She stumbles back as he turns and launches forward. He begins belting her across the chest and face. To Raseri’s credit, she simply fires back and stands her ground. A wicked left even busts Dane’s lip open, but also seems to awaken a fury into him. Another hard haymaker nearly spins her and leave her brain reeling.

And that’s when Dane sees his chance.

Dane hurls himself forward with a perfect, “BOOM! Headshot!” It’s such a perfect superkick, there’s absolutely no way it wouldn’t have kicked the taste out of Raseri’s mouth for the next few weeks…

If it had connected.

However, Raseri is still swift enough to drop to her knees and, instead, the perfectly placed attack collides with the jaw of the referee, who was standing directly behind her. The zebra’s eyes roll up and he drops like a toy who just heard someone scream, “ANDY!” The look on Dane’s face is a mix of frustration and absolute horror.

This look is swiftly replaced by agony as Raseri pops up and gut kicks him. Dane bends over into a perfect position to receive a piston kick from the witch, and she happily obliges. However, the Phoenix’s reaction time is as good as her and he grabs the offending leg, lifting it up. He grabs the leg holding Raseri up and lifts her up and over his head, dumping her to the mat on her head. She rolls onto her back and starts to sit up but Dane slams his boot right into her face, knocking her back down.

His mind screams for him to pin her and he starts to bend towards her but remembers the referee. Dane looks back to the official, sprawled out and spread-eagle on the canvas. It would be a moment to be proud of if Dane had done it to Raseri and not a referee. Still, he needed that man up.

Dane drops the zebra’s side, shaking him and trying to rouse him from his stupor. As the official starts to push up to all fours, Dane smiles. It’s time to end this and put Raseri down with a “BOOM! Headshot!” He turns to face his prey…

And stops.

A moment of confusion overtakes Dane as he sees a figure perched on a ringpost. This is not Raseri but it is a face that Dane finds familiar. She shouldn’t be out here – but NFW security hasn’t acted.

Nick Hanson: Hey, wait a minute!!!

Jim Reynolds: That’s Priscilla White!!

Olivia Mayfaire: What’s she doing?!

These thoughts race through his brain for a split second but that’s all it takes. The woman launches herself off her perch and slams into Dane with something it will later be revealed is called, “Shot Through the Heart.” She collides into the Phoenix, snuffing his flame out and sending him backwards in a heap. The woman, seeing the referee start to gather himself up and shake out the cobwebs, hurries over to Raseri and helps her up before rolling out of the ring and crouching out of sight,

Nick Hanson: We knew she was coming to NFW but not like this!!

Olivia Mayfaire: She just laid out Dane Preston!!

The fans are, unsurprisingly, livid.

The referee turns in time to see Dane get up and rush at Raseri, a head of steam at the obviously planned attack, but the witch casts more than a spell on him – she casts her leg, slamming Dane across the jaw with the “Piston Kick” (Brogue Kick)!! Dane flops backwards and Raseri sets upon him, rolling him up for a pin.


Isabella Salvatore: Your winner by pinfall… RASERI!

Nick Hanson: Priscilla White has made her presence known!

Olivia Mayfaire: At the aid of Raseri, no less!!

Jim Reynolds: Family sticks together!

Nick Hanson: Damn it! Damn them!! Dane had this match won!!

The boos are so loud that Isabella can scarcely be heard over the sound system. Raseri drinks it up, rising like an evil queen addressing her subjects. Priscilla, Raseri’s ally and kin and Dane’s saboteur, leaves her hiding spot and rolls into the ring to join her cousin. Raseri greets her with open arms and the two celebrate her triumph. They look down at the fallen fighter and smirk. Raseri rests a boot on his face and mouths a simple word… “Pathetic.”

Isabella Salvatore: The following contest is a fatal fourway, scheduled for one fall with a sixty minute time limit and it is for the NFW Genesis Championship!

The sound of Royal Trumpets can be heard as the lights dim and turn a violet hue as Hella Good by No Doubt hits over the public address system. As the fans greet the sound with loud boos, as first out was Simple Simon dressed in a nice suit looking nervous waving. As out from the back within a few moments is none other than Queen Bianca Davis herself wearing her royal robe her gear giving off the evil queen from SnowWhite vibes, and a large blacked crown. She poses smugly with both arms out holding her black and purple scepter after a few moments she gives them her royal wave as she saunters down with Simple Simon staying a few feet back soaking in the negative reaction looking disgusted at all the disrespectful peasants around her. The Malicious Queen saunters down some more as Simon yells for them to show some respect, and to All Hail the Queen of Hybrid. Simon makes his way up the steel steps followed by the Queen herself, Simon demands the ref lower the ropes for them which they do. First Simon enters the ring getting everyone out of the way so the Queen can make her royal entrance. Raising her arms high in the air with her scepter in her right hand as the boos overtake the arena. placing her arms down she hands Simon her scepter who moves it to the corner, as she then orders her simp to undo her robe for her which he does. The Queen then shows off her body, and attire for all the booing fans as she twirls around a bit before taking the time to do her Royal Wave for them as she makes her way to the corner. Taking off her crown and handing it to Simon, as the Queen taunts the fans a bit taking a looking her nails before saying something to Simon who takes the time to fan her as she awaits her opponent.

Isabella Salvatore: From Richmond, Virginia! Weighing in at 250lbs!! The Dragon…TRAVIS…LEVITT!!

The bass kicks in through the PA and 'Ashes to Ashes' starts to echo around the arena. A small fog starting to slip from the stage, and as the music builds a melancholy atmosphere, from the back stalks 'The Phoenix' Travis Levitt. Dressed in his usual long leather jacket, hair cascading around his face as he walks out, and starts to pace down the ramp. The Phoenix reaches the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope and propping up onto his knees. Glancing around at the crowd, Levitt's face is one of focus as he slowly rises to his feet before stripping off his jacket, and turning to drop it outside the ring to the roadie, before he gets ready for battle.

Isabella Salvatore: Accompanied to the ring by Ticket!! From the Forge of Fire!! The One Woman Horde…PANDEMONIA!!!!

The lights go out in the arena as the music hits and the tron comes on showing the words "The Storm After the Calm." The cameras slowly close in on the tron until the bass line kicks in. The scene fades out and back over the entrance area as mutliple red spotlights blink randomly over the entrance to the beat of the music. About 45 seconds in, T1ck3t appears on stage as a red spotlight lands on her and follows her off to the side of the entrance. Other spotlights continue to blink to the music until the break in the music is heard. All spotlights not on T1ck3t slowly pull upward with the rise in the music before the gun cocking sound is heard. Immediately, all spotlights vanish except for one red light on the entrance where Pandemonia stands alongside T1ck3t.

The spotlight follows as the two walk the aisle together. Pandemonia is bad-mouthing the fans and acting like she's going to slap one of them by rearing back, but T1ck3t advises her against doing so. Once to the ring the lights come back on and T1ck3t climbs the steps while Pandemonia simply jumps onto the apron from the floor. With both facing the crowd from the ring apron on opposite sides of the ring, T1ck3t slides under the bottom rope on her side while Pandemonia steps in between the middle and top rope on the other side.

T1ck3t meets her client in the middle of the ring and points to her while Pandemonia stands with both arms in the air. The crowd is split with some in awe at the physique and overall appearance of Pandemonia while others express their dislike with boos. Pandemonia puts her arms down and nods to the crowd while smiling and T1ck3t exits to the outside. Pandemonia gets to a corner and stretches her legs and little then paces on her side of the ring like a caged beast.

Isabella Salvatore: Their opponent!! Representing LEGACIES!! From Detroit, Michigan!! Weighing in at 200lbs!! He is the reigning, defending, NFW Genesis Champion!! Prince Novacaine…OTTO…NOVA!!!

The Arena is darkened while ‘Planet Zero’ by Shinedown begins to blast from the loudspeakers but it's not till Lyrics echoes throughout the arena when GOLD and PURPLE lights begin to flash around the arena. A moment later, PRINCE NOVACAINE, Otto Nova walks out on stage wearing his purple and gold ring gear with its hoodie up over his head. Slowly, he kneels down on one knee and prays to himself before hoping: heading to the ring with a bright smile on his face. Passing fans, he quickly high-fives and touches the hands of some fans before running the rest of the way to the ring, sliding in. Quickly, Nova makes his way to one of the turnbuckles and climbs up it before touching his head, shoulders then pointing to the sky. He hops down and runs to the turnbuckle, crosses the ring and does the same thing on that side. Once down, Otto hops down and leans himself in his respectable corner.

Seth Ernst: We have a determined champion, folks, against three very hungry opponents! To say each of them will go to any lengths to walk out of here with the Genesis Championship tonight would be an understatement!

Lucas Knox: And the champ’s at a disadvantage here, Seth. Otto Nova doesn’t HAVE to be pinned to lose the title!!

Miranda Augustino: That’s what makes these matches so intense! Triple Threats. Fatal Fourways. You name it!


Seth Ernst: Here we go, ladies and gentlemen! Fatal Fourway for the NFW Genesis Championship!

Miranda Augustino: Normally contested under a 15 minute time limit but General Manager LeeAnn Viskan has extended it to 60 minutes for this Fatal Fourway contest.

Lucas Knox: The champion, Otto Nova, defending against Travis Levitt, Bianca Davis and Pandemonia.

As the commentary go over the history of this match’s conception, Otto Nova stands back in his corner, watching the three challengers. Travis Levitt and Pandemonia both stand, eyes locked on the young, reigning champion. Meanwhile, Bianca Davis starts jawing at all three of them, declaring herself the next champion as she steps forward, pointing at herself. On the outside, Simple Simon demands the crowd show appreciation for the Queen. In Pandemonia’s corner, T1ck3t stands, stoically watching the activity in the ring. Nova starts throwing words back at Davis while Levitt steps out of his corner, joining in on the exchange of words. From the other corner, finally, Pandemonia suddenly explodes forward and NAILS DAVIS WITH THE “BATTLE AXE” (CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL)!!!!

Seth Ernst: AND PANDEMONIA’S NOT WASTING ANY TIME GETTING THINGS ROLLING!!!

Levitt sees the action kicking off and grabs Pandemonia from behind with a waist lock but The One Woman Horde knocks him in the temple with a back elbow, slips behind and sends him over with a Release German Suplex! Nova takes advantage of the distraction and pounces on the female powerhouse, throwing forearms and elbows to back her up into a corner. He lets loose with a series of chops and Irish Whips her across the ring into the opposite corner. Pandemonia slams back into the turnbuckles as Nova comes charging in and hits a Corner Splash. He goes to Irish Whip her again but Pandemonia reverses, sending him across the ring. Nova stops himself from colliding with the turnbuckles and jumps up as Pandemonia comes in from behind, hitting an up and over, rolling back to the center of the mat. As soon as he’s vertical, Pandemonia’s already pushed off the middle turnbuckle with her foot and takes him down with “Reckless Attack” (Thesz Press), hammering away with punches before grabbing him by the throat with both hands and slamming his head against the mat. The referee can only stand back and let it go per Fatal Fourway rules but Pandemonia eventually relents and stands to her feet, throwing her fists up with a triumphant roar.

Miranda Augustino: Explosive start to this match, boys!! These wrestlers mean business!

Lucas Knox: Pandemonia means business, most definitely!!

Seth Ernst: She’s been stewing ever since she got screwed out of her first shot at the title by Adrianna Salvatore and now, She! Would Like! To RAGE!!

Lucas Knox: This is a Frenzied Rage, Seth!!! She’s here to claim gold and destroy anyone that gets in the way of her goal!!

Pandemonia grabs Nova up and lifts him across her shoulders. She lets out another roar–

Miranda Augustino: It might be over already!! Got him up for the Brutal Critical!!

–but Travis Levitt is up and blasts Pandemonia in the jaw with a high “Phoenix Tear” (Bicycle Knee Strike)!! Pandemonia drops Nova and Levitt grabs her, delivering a Snap Suplex. Levitt pulls Nova over for a cover!


Nova kicks out and Levitt pulls him to his feet but Pandemonia’s already up and comes in behind The Dragon with hammering forearms across the back of his neck. She rips him away from Nova and starts laying into Levitt with stiff right hands. Nova steps in to grab her and she knocks him back with a backhanded Chop to the chest that rings through the arena.

Crowd: OHHHHHHHH!!

Seth Ernst: Did you hear THAT?!

Lucas Knox: That sounded rough!

Pandemonia reaches for Nova who turns around and nails her across the head with a Gamengiri, sending her against the ropes. He shouts over to Levitt and the two work in tandem, clotheslining Pandemonia over the top rope and to the floor. Levitt and Nova turn to each other, the only two in the ring now with Pandemonia and Davis both outside and start circling up, staring daggers at each other. The pair step in and lock up, collar and elbow. Levitt twists Nova’s arm around for an arm wringer but Nova rolls through it until Levitt sweeps his legs out from underneath him and knocks him onto his back. He adds torque to the wrist but Nova starts kipping back and forth on his shoulders and feet, adding momentum to his spring before he finally springs up to his feet, twists Levitt’s arm back around and blasts him across the chest with a chop of his own. Levitt staggers and Nova whips him off the ropes, catching him on the return with a Hurricanrana, hooking the legs.


Levitt kicks out but Nova springs up and runs to the ropes, coming back off with a high air Lionsault, crashing onto Levitt and hooking the leg again!


BROKEN UP BY BIANCA DAVIS WHO’S BACK IN THE RING!!! She shoves Nova off of Levitt and mounts the champion on the mat, throwing open handed slaps across the face. Levitt gets back to his feet, seeing the exchange and goes to hit the ropes from behind Davis but Pandemonia grabs him by his feet and yanks him out to ringside. She grabs Levitt by the back of the head and runs him face first into the ringpost, bouncing his head off like a ball before sliding back inside and grabs Davis by the hair, yanking her back to the mat with a slam. Davis lays in stunned shock at the sudden attack from behind as Pandemonia looks for a Senton but the Queen Bee rolls out of the way and Pandemonia lands hard on the mat, sitting up Davis NAILS HER with a stiff “Red Bottom Shot” (Brazilian Kick) and goes for the cover.


Pandemonia kicks out and rolls onto her side, bringing a hand to her face, feeling for blood. None there, but a quick cut to Levitt on the outside shows that he’s got it running down his face from that slam into the ringpost. Pandemonia gets back up and turns to Davis who looks for another “Red Bottom Shot” but she catches the leg this time and spins her around, looking for a short ranged lariat. Davis ducks it and Pandemonia explodes off of the ropes for another “Battle Axe” but Davis ducks again, however Pandemonia stops just past her and turns, catching Davis on the turn around with a Belly to Belly Suplex and hooks the leg after a thunderous impact!


Otto Nova breaks it up, shoving her off to keep the match going! Pandemonia springs to her feet and rushes Nova with a lariat but Nova gives her the juke and Pandemonia turns right around into a stiff “Crazed Daze” (Superkick Outta Nowhere) and the Barbarian falls back like a door off the hinges. He considers going for the cover but sees Davis making it back to her feet so he grabs her and starts unleashing “The Third Degree Of Nova” (Triple Rolling Suplex) and he gets it! Driving Davis down to the mat once…twice…thrice! Nova covers!


BROKEN UP BY TRAVIS LEVITT WITH A DOUBLE AXE HANDLE ACROSS THE BACK OF OTTO NOVA!!! Levitt pulls Nova up to his feet and rocks him with a straight right hand. Nova sways back but comes back in and throws a shot of his own and he and Levitt start teeing off on each other! Both men are absolutely rocking the other until Levitt hits Nova with a European Uppercut, sending him back but as Levitt steps forward, he walks right into another “Crazed Daze” Superkick from the champion! It’s a little off center so Levitt stays on his feet, albeit wobbly so Nova comes off the ropes but Levitt catches him with a Tilt-A-Whirl Slam to the mat and flips Nova over to lock on “Fawkes Fate” (Arm-Trap Crossface)!! Levitt’s got Nova in the middle of the ring with nowhere to go!!

Miranda Augustino: He’s got him!! He’s got him trapped!!

Lucas Knox: We could have a new champion!!

Seth Ernst: We will if Nova taps here!!

Miranda Augustino: Wait wait, not yet!!

The submission lock is broken up by Pandemonia who grabs Levitt as she decides to Ramp Up and delivers a Falling Gutwrench Powerbomb! She turns to reach for Nova but Nova trips her up by the legs and sends her into the middle rope. The champion makes it up to his feet and goes for it! “DEEP SPACE NINE” (Tiger Feint Kick) knocks Pandemonia backwards on unsteady feet. Nova springs up onto the ropes and comes off for a Missile Dropkick but Pandemonia’s “Primal Knowledge” kicks in as she simply walks out of the way, letting Nova crash to the mat. Nova starts getting up but Pandemonia’s there to “assist” him as she lifts him over her shoulder and delivers a Running Powerslam into the mat and covers.


Nova manages to kick out and as Pandemonia sits up on her knees, fuming, Bianca Davis comes in from behind and starts wailing on her from behind, only serving to aggravate the terrifying woman even more. As Pandemonia stands up and turns towards the Queen Bee, Davis begs her off, backing up towards a corner. Pandemonia rushes towards her but Davis drops down, making Pandemonia trip over her and she falls face first right into a turnbuckle that, apparently, Davis had taken time to expose during the chaos between everyone else! Pandemonia headbutts solid steel and goes down, clutching her head! Davis pulls Pandemonia back and rolls her onto her stomach where she slaps on a Romero Special, rolling back to elevate the Barbarian above her!

Seth Ernst: Oh, Pandemonia might be in trouble here!

Pandemonia grimaces in pain as the camera captures the shot of blood now pouring down her face while shaking her head to the referee on the submission check. Keeping her legs hooked, Davis pulls Pandemonia down and locks on a Dragon Sleeper! “ROYAL EXECUTION”!!!! The ref checks for Bianca’s shoulders but she sits up, keeping Pandemonia in that painful hold!

Lucas Knox: Are we gonna see Pandemonia tap out here?! Are we gonna have a new champion in Bianca Davis?!

T1ck3t looks on as her client adamantly refuses to give up while Simple Simon slaps the mat, telling Bianca Davis to keep the hold locked on tight but Pandemonia continues to struggle and miraculously, she gets a hand on Davis’ arm around the front of her neck and literally pushes, powering it off of her. Davis’ eyes go wide as she wrenches on tighter, shaking her head but Pandemonia works her arm off and pushes it off, breaking the hold completely. The crowd looks on in shock at the display of power as Pandemonia rolls free and onto her knees. Desperate to keep the advantage in her court, Davis scrambles to her feet and grabs Pandemonia around the head, looking for “On Your Knees” (Kneeling DDT) but as she looks up, her eyes go wide as saucers as TRAVIS LEVITT COMES IN WITH THE “RESURRECTION KICK” (CLAYMORE)!!!! Davis hits the mat and rolls out of the ring from the impact!! Levitt reaches for Pandemonia again but he’s grabbed and turned around by Otto Nova who DRILLS HIM WITH “OTTO-DRIVE” (SUNSET FLIP PILEDRIVER)!!!! Levitt goes down and Nova calls for the finish as he backs up, looking for “Gravity X” (Shining Wizard)!! He rushes in for the move but Pandemonia intercepts!! Catches Nova across her shoulders!! “BRUTAL CRITICAL” (F-5)!!!!

Seth Ernst: THAT’S IT!!! IT’S OVER!!!

Miranda Augustino: GOTTA BE!!!

Lucas Knox: WE’RE GONNA HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!!!


The referee is pulled out of the ring by Simple Simon!! Pandemonia looks up for why the count stopped and sees Simon and the referee arguing. T1ck3t storms over and starts giving Simon a piece of her mind but Bianca Davis’ loyal barker sticks a hand down in her face to talk to until he sees Pandemonia slide out of the ring behind her and stares him down with all the rage of a thousand furies in her eyes. Simon suddenly regrets his decision and turns tail to run. Pandemonia takes off after him!!! The crowd yells for Pandemonia to get him!

Crowd: KICK HIS ASS!! KICK HIS ASS!! KICK HIS ASS!! KICK HIS ASS!!

Inside the ring, Travis Levitt and Otto Nova slowly make it back up with Nova grabbing Levitt for the “Third Degree Of Nova” again but Levitt manages to slip free, ironically aided by his face being slick with blood and shoves Nova back. Nova stumbles and turns back around, looking for “SUPERNOVA” (Double Knee Corner Attack) but Levitt dives out of the way as Nova slams into the corner and grabs his knees, staggering while he turns and Levitt NAILS HIM WITH THE “RESURRECTION KICK” (CLAYMORE)!!!! The crowd explodes which draws Pandemonia’s attention halfway up the ramp during her chase on Simple Simon. She starts sprinting back towards the ring as fast as her feet can carry her!!!!! Levitt hooks the leg!!!


Pandemonia stops just at ringside as the bell rings, unable to stop the count from finishing.

Isabella Salvatore: Here is your winner AAAAND NEEEEEEEEWWWW…NFW GENESIS CHAMPION!!! TRAVIS…LEVITT!!!!!

Seth Ernst: NEW CHAMPION!!! WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!!!

Miranda Augustino: Well fought from all competitors but we might have had a different outcome if not for that little weasel of Bianca Davis’!!

Lucas Knox: Pandemonia does not look happy!

Miranda Augustino: Yeah, no shit!! Would you?!

T1ck3t comes around the ring to her client to stop her from going completely off as she stands there fuming, looking between Bianca Davis who’s gotten back to her feet and Travis Levitt in the ring as he’s handed the Genesis Championship. Simple Simon climbs over the barricade, having jumped into and circled through the crowd to rejoin Bianca Davis as T1ck3t ushers Pandemonia back up the ramp. The One Woman Horde punches her fist into the LED screen by the tunnel, spider webbing the glass and distorting the image before storming backstage. Otto Nova collects himself on the outside, holding his jaw, looking just as distraught as Bianca Davis who glowers at Travis Levitt as he celebrates with the title.

Seth Ernst: Well, congratulations to the new Genesis Champion but he’d be wise, I think, to keep eyes in the back of his head with the likes of Bianca Davis and Pandemonia around.

Lucas Knox: I think Bianca Davis would be wise to keep eyes in the back of her head! Her and Simon both!

Isabella Salvatore: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a ladder match for the NFW Silver Mountain Championship!
The lights go down and then red lights blink on the stage as “Warrior” by Stitched Up Heart begins to play.

I’m… I’m a…

Warrior… Warrior…

I’m… I’m a Warrior!

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first, hailing from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 130 pounds…representing the Queens of Chaos…

A spotlight shines on the center of the stage to show Jordan Majors from behind, arms outstretched. She turns around right as the guitar riffs and pumps a fist with a smile across her face. She looks out at the crowd and nods a few times before she begins walking down the ramp.

Isabella Salvatore: She is the Star of Tomorrow…JORDAN MAJORS!!!

Jordan keeps her eyes on the ring as she heads down the rampway. She gets to the bottom of the ramp and surveys the crowd once more before running and sliding into the ring. She stays on her stomach. She leans on her elbows and kicks her feet behind her before rolling to her feet. Jordan runs and jumps up on the nearest corner and puts one arm up as she looks out at the crowd and nods her head.
Isabella Salvatore: And her opponent…hailing from Wellington, New Zealand and weighing in at 141 pounds. She is the current reigning Silver Mountain Champion…

As the brash beat of “Industry Baby” by Gill The iLL featuring JVZEL blasts through the arena's sound system, the wave of boos from the audience almost makes the music inaudible! A green spotlight beams down at the entryway, and as the camera descends, it gradually reveals Cass Baumer. Dancing with swagger, the controversial brawler grooves down the aisle in her black windbreaker jacket over her ring gear. As she approaches the center of the clearing, she spins and steps backward. Spreading her arms wide, Baumer flaunts the "Scourge of the Earth" embroidered patch Velcroed to the back of her coat.

Isabella Salvatore: She is The Headliner…CASS BAUMER!!!

The pop rap anthem plays on as Baumer forms a triumphant smirk on her lips. She turns her head to the side, casting a playful glance at the camera, then leisurely twirls to face front when she nears the apron. Stopping at the steel steps, she takes a moment to survey the crowd, savoring their negative reactions. She gestures with her arms, urging them to get louder, and the crowd obliges with a louder roar. Sliding into the ring, the crescendo of hatred from the crowd only fuels her arrogance. With grace, she rises, ascends the ropes, and raises her fist triumphantly. Letting out a guttural shout, she dismounts and heads to her corner.


As soon as the bell sounded, Jordan wasted no time in taking Cass down with a vicious clothesline that sent the champion reeling from the start. To say Majors was fed-up with Baumer would be a massive understatement, but that seemed to be the case for many people that ended up dealing with the Silver Mountain Champion in the long run. Majors yelled at Baumer to get up, meeting her with a hard snap suplex that had the champion arching her back. Cass scrambled away from Jordan, looking for some kind of reprieve but not finding it considering they were in a ladder match. She rolled lout of the ring much to the displeasure of Jordan and the crowd who immediately began booing her, yelling jeers at her as Cass eyed Jordan from the outside. Majors dropped down and rolled out of the ring as well, yelling at Baumer to be the champion she claimed to be as she followed her around the ring.

Nick Hanson: Jordan has shown that she's beyond irritated with Cass.

Olivia Mayfaire: Most people are after talking to Cass for 5 minutes, so I'm not surprised in the least.

Jim Reynolds: Now come on, you two…Cass has proved herself as an effective champion so far!

Cass managed to have enough of a lead on Jordan that she was quickly able to reach under the ring, and she pulled out a kendo stick with a grin. As Majors came around the corner of the ring, Baumer nailed her in the ribs with a hard CRACK! from the stick! Jordan almost instantly grabbed at her ribs and placed a hand on the side of the ring as the breath left her body. Cass laughed and moved to pull some more stuff from under the ring, but she made a mistake by not moving away from Jordan. The challenger was able to get her breath back, and when she saw a chair laying on the floor, an idea of her own came to her. When Cass straightened back up, Jordan grabbed her swiftly and nailed her with a hard snap DDT onto the steel chair! The move left Cass dazed and the crowd cheering loudly for more.

Crowd: KICK HER ASS! KICK HER ASS! KICK HER ASS!

Baumer was left dazed, and while it was evident that Majors wanted to inflict more pain and punishment to the champion, she also knew that she needed to end the match as soon as she could for the sake of her ribs. Seeing part of a ladder sticking out from under the ring, Jordan grabbed it and slid it into the ring before getting back in herself. She got it set-up and began climbing it, but just as she reached the top, Baumer slid back into the ring and toppled the ladder over, sending Jordan crashing to the mat below her! Almost immediately the crowd began booing and jeering at the champion again, their obvious choice for a winner being so close but not quite getting it. Majors stomped her feet on the mat as she held her ribs again, a pained look on her face as she did so. Baumer rolled out of the ring and grabbed a discarded chair before sliding back in, getting it angled in the corner to use as the crowd continued booing the champion.

Olivia Mayfaire: The crowd is obviously not on Baumer's side in this. The cheers for Jordan have been thunderous!

Nick Hanson: I would imagine not many are on her side after spouting her mouth off on Twitter, or rather X as it's called now.

Jim Reynolds: Oh please…if you can't take the heat then don't engage! It's as simple as that!

Crowd: LET'S GO, JORDAN! LET'S GO, JORDAN! LET'S GO, JORDAN!

The crowd was rallying behind Jordan, trying to get the competitor back to her feet, and she used the ropes to slowly get back to her feet. Seeing that she was up, Baumer quickly charged at Majors, going for a running shoulder block, but Jordan was able to pull the rope down, sending the champion over them! Baumer caught herself before she fell off the outside of the ring, but Jordan didn’t leave her on the edge of the ring for long before nailing her with a hard right hand only to suplex Baumer back into the ring! Getting Baumer back on her feet, she viciously whipped her into the corner that had the chair in it, and Cass slumped down after hitting the chair. Seeing Baumer down, Majors charged at her, hitting a hard Donk Bonk as the crowd cheered loudly!

Nick Hanson: Donk Bonk from Jordan onto Cass! And what a vicious bonk it was with that chair added in!

Olivia Mayfaire: I'll be amazed if Cass gets up from that! This could be Jordan's chance!

Jim Reynolds: If that's how Cass loses the Silver Mountain Championship then she's an embarrassment to the title.

Jordan was breathing heavily as she looked down at Cass who was stirring but not quite getting up yet, and the fire was evident in the challenger’s eyes. Dealing with Cass and her mouth for as long as Jordan had done so had Majors wanting to make Baumer put her money where her mouth was, and she was making her do just that! Wanting to make Cass pay more, Jordan quickly rolled out of the ring, holding her ribs as she did, only to dig under the ring and pull out another chair, kendo stick, and ladder. She tossed the chair and kendo stick into the ring before she slid the ladder in, glancing over to Cass every now and then to make sure the woman was still down. She rolled back into the ring and went to grab Cass back to her feet. Baumer had been playing possum though, and she quickly grabbed Jordan’s waistband and slammed her into the staged chair head first!

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

Majors fell to the mat, holding her where her head had connected with the chair just moments ago. Cass looked at the downed Jordan before an idea came to mind. She grabbed one of the dropped kendo sticks and walked over to her opponent, nailing her with a few more hard shots to the injured ribs before throwing the partially broken kendo stick to the mat. Baumer then put a steel chair under Majors’ ribs only to grab one of the ladders that was laying in the ring. She looked down at Jordan before she lifted the ladder in the air, bringing it down on Jordan's abdomen, nailing the already injured ribs again.

Olivia Mayfaire: This could be it! Baumer’s focusing on those previously injured ribs of Majors!

Nick Hanson: That's why you never want to come into a match like this with an injury…it comes back to bite you in the ass.

Jim Reynolds: You'd think someone with Jordan's experience would know this already, but I guess not!

Just for added measure, she picked Jordan up and nailed a vicious Fact Check! Feeling certain of Jordan being out of commission for the rest of the match, Baumer slowly set up a ladder under the Silver Mountain Championship and began to climb it, unhooking the title once she reached the top.


Isabella Salvatore: Here is your winner…and STILL the Silver Mountain Champion…CASS BAUMER!!!