NFW Trauma #137 - 02/03/2024!

“Diamond Princess” Danielle Page and Vanessa Page are in their jet flying to Chicago as they are FaceTiming with their sister “Classy” Bianca Page

"Classy" Bianca Page: I don’t know why you are being a bridezilla right now. We are months away from your wedding with Grayson. Besides that I am here in Orlando getting ready to defend my Zion Internet Championship and the two of you are going to handle Influencers business in Chicago at Trauma.

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: You know we will handle our business.

Vanessa Page: Of course we will.

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: Bianca is about to go into battle and walk out still champion and we got a big win last Saturday on Trauma.

"Classy" Bianca Page: That match of yours was beautiful to see, ladies. We got a lot accomplished last Saturday with your win and I got my one on one match with Damon for the New Frontier Championship.

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: All while B is hot on the trail of Travis and his Genesis Championship.

"Classy" Bianca Page: Exactly!

Vanessa Page: We are clearly ascending and we need to expand

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: Which is why it is a terrific idea to bring in some new talent to our organization.

"Classy" Bianca Page: For sure. So I hope she is listening to this right now….

Vanessa Page: Rylie Page, girl, you impressed us a couple months ago at WrestleWar when you became the number one contender for the United States Championship.

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: Which is why we are floating the idea of you coming into the Influencers so you can take the next step in your wrestling career.

"Classy" Bianca Page: This is a serious offer, Rylie. Think about it and make the right decision.
“Numbers” by Melanie Martinez plays and Ailyn Darrington skips out on the stage with her bestie Six Ryan in tow. They wave and blow kisses to the fans that created the enormous pop. After a few moments Six brings the microphone to her mouth.

Six Ryan: Ladies and gentlemen, Six Ryan here, and I have the pleasure to introduce to you the hottest rookie in the wrestling business, my very best friend… Aaaiiilyyyn Darrington!!!

The gorgeous black haired transgender girl bows to her friend before handing her the microphone. Still on the stage she looks back towards the gorilla area and winks.

Ailyn Darrington: So as you may have noticed me and Utami have zero beef. Therefore I'm going to invite her to join us out here on the stage and we'll do something a bit different and we're going to enter together!! What say you Utami-chan??

Utami, donned in bunny-themed attire that radiates whimsical charm, steps out to the enchanting beats of "Gurenge" by LiSA. Her entrance is met with an uproar of excitement from the crowd as they witness the unexpected alliance with Ailyn and Six. With a fluffy bunny ear headband perched atop her head, Utami takes the microphone from Ailyn with a warm grin.

Utami Takahashi Ailyn-chan, Six-san, what a delightful surprise in this fluffy wonderland! Your energy is as infectious as a bunny hop. While I'm honored by your invitation, my wrestling journey is currently entwined with another fluffy companion.

The crowd has a mixed response as a stagehand gives Ai a second mic.

Ailyn Darrington: What do you mean?

Both Ailyn and Six have puzzled looks on their face. Utami, surrounded by the curious gazes of Ailyn and Six, gently takes the second microphone with a fluffy smile.

Utami Takahashi Ailyn-chan, Six-san, both of you are absolutely amazing, and I'm truly grateful for the invitation. However, there's someone else who holds a special place in my fluffy heart. Right now, she might not wear the brightest colors, but I believe in the future, our paths will align perfectly. It's a journey of growth, and who knows, maybe one day we'll create magic together. Until then, let's each dance to our own enchanting tunes.”

The two other girls look around for someone else not seeing another soul on the stage with them.

Six Ryan: Now, I'm the far more rational one out of us two and I'm very sorry, Utami. There's only three of us out here…

Ai snatches the stick from Six

Ailyn Darrington: AND, we can't forget all of them!!

The crowd explodes in rawkus cheers. “Cheap pop” Six says and can barely be heard.

Ailyn Darrington: It seems like Utami is being vague for a reason and I'm beyond excited to see what all that really means!!

Ai smiles at Utami. Utami, surrounded by the curious gazes of Ailyn and Six, takes a moment to soak in the electric energy of the crowd. The roar of cheers and anticipation fills the arena like a symphony.

Utami Takahashi Ah, Ailyn-chan, Six-san, you're keen observers indeed! The enchantment we're about to unfold extends far beyond the three of us; it's a magical tapestry woven with the cheers, hopes, and dreams of everyone in this incredible crowd. Your excitement is the very essence that ignites the flames of this enchanting universe we're all part of.

She looks out to the sea of fans, each face radiating its unique energy.

Utami Takahashi Now, about the vagueness, well, a bunny does enjoy keeping a few tricks hidden in her fluffy fur. It's not just about surprises; it's about building an atmosphere of wonder, curiosity, and excitement. As we stand here, surrounded by the cheers of these fantastic fans, let's relish the mystery, savor the anticipation, and revel in the enchantment that we collectively create.

Ailyn and Six exchange puzzled glances, but the crowd's cheers intensify.

Utami Takahashi So, my dear Ailyn-chan, Six-san, and all you enchanting souls out there, let's embark on this journey together. Unveil the magic, embrace the surprises, and keep the enchantment alive in every corner of this captivating stage we call wrestling.

With a playful wink, Utami leaves the stage, leaving the crowd buzzing with curiosity and anticipation for the enchanting mysteries yet to unfold. Ailyn has the most confused look on her face. Six is dumbfounded as well.

Ailyn Darrington: And, I thought I was The Silly Girl here? Utami-chan where are you going? We have a match right now!! Isn't she just the cutest, y'all??

Ai extends a hand to both Utami and Six as the three girls skip to the ring.
In the dimly lit backstage area, a solitary figure sits atop a production trunk, the faint hum of activity echoing in the background. It's Rylie, dressed in her casual attire, exuding an air of quiet confidence as she surveys the bustling environment.

Rylie, perched on the trunk, leans back, a contemplative expression on her face. The ambient light casts subtle shadows, adding to the atmosphere of anticipation when footsteps are heard approaching Rylie. Rylie looks over to see Vanessa Page and her sister “Diamond Princess” Danielle Page.

Vanessa Page: I told you, Dani, that this was Rylie sitting over here.

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: That you did, V.

Vanessa Page: So, since we are here and Rylie is here I am wondering if Rylie heard our offer earlier?

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: I’m wondering the same thing,V.

Rylie, lounging on the production trunk, nods casually as Vanessa and Danielle approach.

Rylie Page: Yeah, heard it.

Vanessa Page: So…

Rylie Page: So… I appreciate the offer, truly. But the thing is, I'm declining it, not because there's no reason, but because I don't really need you, especially after War Ensemble. I've shown I can handle my business just fine on my own terms.

Vanessa and Danielle give each other a look.

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: You don’t need us? Did you hear that, V?

Vanessa Page: I heard. That is an interesting take but alright. We have to respect that. Right Danielle?

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: That’s right.

Rylie Page: If I ever needed a partner or an ally it would be someone I would respect. It seems to me the Socialites need me more than I need you.

Vanessa Page: That’s an interesting take. We’ll see about that.

Rylie intensely stares at Vanessa and Danielle.
The scene cuts to a brighter image, showing the outside world in Chicago. It's clearly been pre-taped, as we pan down to see the front of a gym. The gym does seem vaguely familiar to those viewers that nitpick and catch every detail, but the roaring sound of a 67 Impala draws the attention away, and after a few moments the Impala pulls up outside the gym. A moment later the door opens and out steps the NFW Genesis CHampion, Travis Levitt. Levitt has a nice warm coat on, and he makes sure to tighten it as he steps out into the cold, and then glances down at his phone. Satisfied with what he is seeing, he reaches back into the car, pulling out his Genesis Championship and draping it over one shoulder, while the other grabs a single manila folder. Travis locks up his car and then heads over to the entrance, followed closely by the camera as he walks in. It takes him a few moments but he finally sees who he is looking for and steps around some equipment to call out for her.

Travis Levitt: Darcy, I gotta say. You don’t need to keep killing those weights. I’m sure they had a family too.

The camera pans around to reveal Darcy Graves on a bench press. Darcy ignored him for a moment as she continued her workout. A larger man comes over stepping between Travis and Darcy.

Ciaran Graves: The one thing that she does is keep her focus when she's working out. That is an admirable quality of my girl. Those weights did have a family, but like you said their dead now.

Ciaran smiled as he put his hand out for Travis.

Ciaran Graves: So you're the one she decided to challenge huh? It's such a refreshing thing Because the last person who did…

Darcy set the weights back on the rack Then stepped between Travis and her father.

Darcy Graves: athair, ní dhéanaimid caint ar an mbean fionn. dhéileálamar léi. But the last time I was challenged I showed why I am the reaper.

Travis grins looking towards Ciaran and nudging his head towards the weight bars with a smile.

Travis Levitt: Think she’s talking about you and that bench press or…..

There’s a smile shared between the two men before Travis turned towards Darcy, slipping the manila folder from under his arm to hold it out towards her.

Travis Levitt: I came to bring you this. A contract for our title match. Next week on Trauma. IF I beat Otto Nova of course. And if I don’t, then you’re Otto’s first challenger. I made sure to include that as a clause. So in one weeks time, you get your title shot Reaper.

Darcy smiled to herself taking the contract from him, handing it to her father. As he took it into the contract into the office to look over.

Darcy Graves: For now though, I was referring to you lover boy. You think you could do better than me? I think you need to get in there.

Travis arches an eyebrow with a cheeky grin stretching his lips.

Travis Levitt: Lover boy? Me? Now where would you get such an idea? I’m much more of a fighter.

Travis stares at Darcy for a moment but then slowly slips the title off his shoulder, looking at it and then holding it out for Darcy to hold onto as he slips his coat off.

Travis Levitt: But hey. I dont back down from challenges either. So come on Reaper. Lets do this.

Darcy had a good laugh to herself. She then went over to the weight rack.

Darcy Graves: How much weight do you want. Dragon? Since we're using fancy Nicknames and all.

Travis Levitt: Darcy? I can handle whatever you throw at me. Bring it.

Travis sets himself down on the bench press, and there’s an almost evil smirk on Darcy’s face as she sets the weight. Time jumps a little now, and when the scene blurs back into focus, Travis is laying on the floor of the gym in just his singlet and sweat pants, breathing hard and covered in sweat. Staring right up at the roof of the gym and not moving at all as he lets out a long breath.

Travis Levitt: I—I may h–have made a mistake.

Darcy laughed as she sat down next to him. Her father brought the contract out and handed her a pen.

Darcy Graves: Well father has finally reviewed it and good news he agreed to your terms and the companies.

Darcy signs the contract then hits him on the chest with it.

Darcy Graves: Till next week then, dragon. And next week you can call me champ.

Darcy gets up looking down at him offering her hand. . Travis looks at it for a moment and takes another deep breath before he reaches for it, letting Darcy easily pull him up as he holds onto the contract and looks at Darcy with a nod.

Travis Levitt: Hey. Before I drag me and my shattered pride out of here. Can I ask you….You’ve dealt with the Socialites before. Any tips on how I get Davis to shut the fuck up?

Darcy Graves: Aye, that lovely group of cunts just love to hear themselves talk. So after you beat her or her little puppies, she'll complain and whine, but you walk out with a moral victory over her.

Travis Levitt: That sounds like a plan to me. Thanks Darcy. I’ll see you next week.

Travis reaches out to gently pat Darcy on the shoulder before turning to shuffle step his way towards the door. As he reaches it though, he turns back as if remembering something.

Travis Levitt: Oh Darcy. You weren’t talking about my breath earlier, with that whole irish thing….were you?

Darcy merely smiles and turns to head back deeper into the gym. Travis watches her curiously for a moment, and then leans down to breath into his hand, wincing at the smell and turning back towards the door, adjusting his grip on the title on his shoulder as he shakes his head.

Travis Levitt: Knew those spicy cheetos were a bad idea.

And as Travis slips out of the gym the scene cuts out.
Then Stabbing Westward’s cover of “Burn” begins to play throughout the arena the crowd erupts into a chorus of boos. A spotlight finds Lana Corvin standing at the top of the ramp. Her head is down hiding her face. She throws her head back and her arms out. As she does the arena lights snap back on. Lana stands there with her head back just reveling in the negative reaction from the crowd. Slowly she lowers her head and looks into the camera with a smirk. She points at herself arrogantly. She was wearing her normal street clothes with a #Legacies t-shirt on. She strolled down the ramp like she owned the place. She even heckled the occasional fan.


She starts to strut her way toward the ring as the song continues. She talks some smack with some of the crowd's more vocal and heckling members. She returns all of their verbal jabs as only one of the Corvins can. She continues her mocking of the crowd by pointing to herself and grinning. She climbs the ring steps and then into the ring. She circles around glaring out at the crowd and talking more trash. She then runs to one set of the ropes and stands up on them raising her arms high. She jumps down and gets a mic from one of the ring crew. She waits for a moment for the music to fade out and then starts to speak.

Lana Corvin: You know, after being voted the best champion of twenty twenty-three that I would be considered nust have on TV. But here we are, second show of the year and I had to make sure I was on the show. It looks like, despite the accolades I have already gotten, that management doesn’t care. The fact that they don’t want the ratings and ticket sales shows how little they actually care for the company and you losers.

The crowd boos Lana. She has to pause to wait for them to die down. The whole time she was simply smirking.

Lana Corvin: It’s okay. Really. I’ll make sure I’m here. They will realize how much better things went tonight and see their mistake. But that isn’t the real reason I’m out here tonight. It’s just the first.

Lana pauses for a moment.

Lana Corvin: Last year I held the US title for almost the whole year. So mark my words, that goes for all of you losers here, Lee Ann, Brody, everybody! I will celebrate my birthday as the New Frontier Champion. I don’t care who holds it, I don’t care what I have to do. I will be at the top of Trauma. I will once again take this company on my shoulders and carry it up into the stratosphere. Not only will NFW but the talk of the industry but so will Trauma. You’re all welcome in advance.

With that she drops the mic and the crowd once again rains hate down on her. She simply smiles as her music picks up again. She slowly make sher way backstage, trash talking the fans the whole way.
The bell rings to end the match, and Levitt rolls off of Otto panting hard for breath after his hard fought defense. Slowly The Dragon rolls onto his front and then pushes up on his knees, glancing up to see the referee approaching with his belt and a slow smile stretches his lips. Levitt takes the belt off of the referee, but almost instantly the moment is ruined as he’s attacked from behind!

Seth Ernst: Bianca Davis! Davis from behind! The Queen is attacking The Dragon!

Miranda Augustino: Levitt never saw it coming! Davis is still pissed she hasn’t gotten a title shot!

Davis flails away with rights and lefts to the back of Travis’s head, and then climbs up and beckons at her page boy Simon, who is just rolling into the ring. Simon drags Travis up on wobbly feet, while Bianca picks up the Genesis title. Travis manages to find his balance enough to shove off Simon, but then turns around and catches a charging Genesis championship belt right upside his head, knocking him right back down! The colosseum is roaring down jeers as Davis stands over the fallen Dragon, before raising the NFW Genesis Championship with a wide smirk. Bianca poses for a moment, and then casually drapes the title over her shoulder and heads for the ropes, waving at Simon to join her, and open the ropes for her.

Seth Ernst: Davis is leaving with the title! She knows that wont make her champion though, right?

Lucas Knox: you feel free to go tell the nice lady that, Seth. See how it goes for you.

Indeed Davis is casually strolling up the ramp now, turning back from half-way up it to see Travis is raising his head off the mat. Bianca grins and blows the fallen champion a kiss, taking a moment to hold the title high amid mad applause from Simon and rising jeers and hatred from the crowd….


The violin cascades in and Bianca’s face stiffens as out on the entryway steps Darcy Graves! The Reaper herself has eyes only for Davis as she moves slowly forward blocking Davis’ exit, and the steel chair in her hands shows she means business!

Seth Ernst: Graves has the title shot next week! She’s coming out here to make sure Davis’ plan doesn’t work!

The Queen does turn to face Graves, but with a steel chair in Graves hands, its clear that Davis won’t be winning that fight. Bianca turns back to see The Dragon slowly dragging himself up using the ropes and Davis takes a few moments of weighing up her options, before she glances back at Darcy, who motions with her hand for Davis to toss the title aside! The Queen hesitates for a moment, but trapped between The Reaper standing tall, and a slowly rising Dragon, The Queen makes the safe choice and tosses the NFW Genesis Championship aside!

Miranda Augustino: This is not fair! The Queen should be the champion right now! She just wanted to have her rightful property!

Seth Ernst: If she wants her ‘rightful’ property, then she should try and win it off Travis fair and square in the center of the ring! Not steal it like a thief in the night!

With the title relinquished, Darcy moves to the side, allowing Davis and Simon to slip past her. Darcy turning to watch them as Bianca moves to the entrance tunnel, screaming abuse at Darcy, but its another voice that breaks the war of words between The Reaper and The Queen.

Travis Levitt: D—Davis! OI! B—BITCH! I’m talking to you!

Inside the ring Travis has managed to get hold of a microphone, leaning out over the top rope and staring right at Bianca, one hand behind his head to hold his throbbing skull while his eyes burn with anger as he stares at Davis. Darcy takes the chance to pick up the Genesis Championship herself, backing up the ramp while keeping her eyes on Simon and Bianca to avoid cheap shots.

Travis Levitt: Got your attention, Bianca? You looking at me now? Good. Cause I’ve fucking had it with you and your BULLSHIT!

Travis pauses now as the anger in his words is clear and he takes a step back from the ropes on wheezing wobbly legs.

Travis Levitt: Since the day I came back to this business, you have done NOTHING but whine and bitch about me. About my friends. About my opportunities. Opportunities that YOU PIGGYBACK OFF OF! All I’ve heard since Wrestle War last year, is how this title SHOULD be yours but the only reason you weren’t pinned yourself, is because of that PUNK ASS BED WETTER right beside you!

The Dragon lowers the mic to groan slightly, before his gaze turns to Darcy Graves who has rolled into the ring. THere’s a look between the two of them, and tgen Darcy glances down at the championship, before she meets eyes with Travis again and holds it out to him. The Dragon smiles and takes the title with his free hand, draping the belt over his shoulder and then sharing a handshake with Graves and smiling.

Travis Levitt: You are good people, Darcy Graves. Thank you. I look forward to our match next week.

The Chicago crows roars for that, excited to see the title match but his friendly face shifts as Travis now turns his gaze back to Davis and his scowl returns.

Travis Levitt: And as for YOU! You aren’t getting my title by sneak attacking me. You want my belt? Well, you’ve pissed me off enough now Davis, so IF I beat Darcy next week I will GLADLY give you a shot at THIS title.

There’s a grin now spreading Davis’ face as she screams at Travis, and The Dragon watches her for a moment, adjusting his grip to tightly hold his belt before he raises the microphone again.

Travis Levitt: BUT Davis! Queen BITCH! Be careful what you wish for! Because your title shot won't be just any kind of match. No. IF I beat Darcy next week, then I will see you at Rise of Legends II. Bianca Davis versus Travis Levitt for the NFW Genesis Championship INSIDE A STEEL CAGE! Nowhere to Run! No-one to help you! Just a pissed off Dragon. Sixteen Feet of Steel and I will BURN! YOU! DOOOOOOWN!

And with that The Dragon spikes the microphone into the mat and then roars throwing the title off his shoulder and raising it high. His eyes are burning holes out at Davis on the ramp, while just to his right stands Darcy Graves with her own eyes on the gold as well.