NFW Collision #47 - Minneapolis, MN! 07/23/2019!

The end of the introduction video takes us directly inside the Target Center where the pyro lights up the arena, serving well to amp up the audience as “Like A Shot” continues to blast over the speakers. Fans are seen holding their signs up, while the NFW chant fills the arena.

NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW!

THE SERPENT AND THE RAINDROPS!

BEHOLD THE KINGDOM!

LIKE MOTHER LIKE DAUGHTER!

SLASH THE RENEGADES EDDY!

UNLEASH HAVOK!

RENEGADES 4 LIFE!

FOR THE DARK LORD!

AVE SATANAS!

HEY TIU! LET’S GO OUT FER A RIP!

Finally, the camera sweeps over to the announce table where we are greeted with the suit wearing Nick Hanson and the leather clad Miranda Augustino. Miranda, of course, has her Starbucks cup as she kicks back with her boots up on the table.

HANSON
“Good evening and welcome, ladies and gentlemen! We’re here in beautiful Minneapolis, Minnesota! This is NFW Collision! Live at the Target Center! As always, I’m Nick Hanson, joined by the lovely, highly caffeinated Miranda Augustino!”

Miranda lazily raises her coffee cup and sips at it.

HANSON
“We’ve got a stacked week of action, folks! Of course, as you know, there’s Collision going down in just a few moments and over the next two days, we’re hosting the Burning Hearts Tournament where we’re gonna crown new champions!”

AUGUSTINO
“I don’t think I’ve ever called three days of matches before. Have you?”

HANSON
“Well, Jim and I called four days in a row for a month and a half for last year’s Vlad Blackheart Memorial. Buckle up for that though, because this year, I hear it’s five days a week.”

AUGUSTINO
“WHAT?!”

HANSON
“So let’s get this show underway folks! We’ve got both TV championships on the line, a solid main event between Jasmine Matthews and Shelley Silver and so much more but first, we’re gonna kick this night off with a tag team gauntlet match!”

AUGUSTINO
“I better get paid time and a half for that shit!”

Miranda Augustino is heard saying, following a string of obscenities as she gets up with a microphone and makes her way to the ring.
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[Match #1. Tag Team Gauntlet - The Rebel Forces v. Beauty & The Beast v. The Renegades v. The Frightners]
Inside the ring, Miranda Augustino raises the microphone up to her mouth.

AUGUSTINO
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a tag team gauntlet match! The last remaining team will go onto Motor City Mayhem to challenge for the NFW Tag Team Championships!”


The crowd pops as Pop Evil's "Trenches" fills the arena. The words "VIVA LA RESISTANCE" scroll up from the bottom of the video wall in the same style as the Star Wars movies' text scroll. Next, the Rebel Alliance logo EXPLODES onto the video wall at the 0:14 second mark when the guitar and drums really pick up. Here, the curtain flies open and Teddy Morse and Chase Evans come bursting onto the scene!! After a brief moment of looking around at the audience, the two men exchange a fist bump and start marching down the walkway as a four man unit just as the chorus to the song hits.

AUGUSTINO
"Introducing first!!! At a combined weight of five hundred and twelve pounds!! Teddy Morse!! Chase Evans!! THE REBEEEEEEEEELLLL FOOOOORCEEEEEEEES!!!!!"

Once they reach the ring, Teddy Morse slides in under the bottom rope. Chase Evans jumps up onto the apron and steps in between the top and middle ropes. Each man takes a turnbuckle and amps up the crowd further, throwing their fists up. They acknowledge the fans who mimic the gesture before hopping down to the mat and remove their entrance gear.


"Bad Guy" by Eminem hits the speakers and a booing crowd stand to their feet as they start chanting, "go away."

AUGUSTINO
"And introducing the opponents, representing Power Trip and being accompanied to the ring by Crystal Taylor at a combined weight of 547 pounds, they are the team of Mike Smith and Christian Taylor... BEAUTY AND THE BEAST!"

Mike Smith walks out from the back with Crystal Taylor at his side. She turns toward him and starts clapping as he perches his hands on his waist, staring at the booing crowd. Christian Taylor jogs out from the back and he hops on Mike Smith's back with his legs fastening around his midsection. He raises his right fist to the ceiling and shouts, "we the bomb, bitches!" Remaining on Mike Smith's back, Mike showing his true strength as he continues to walk normally down the ramp with Crystal beside him. They pass the fans as Christian pretends to want to backhand the booing fans. Once they make it to the bottom of the ramp, Christian hops off Mike's back onto the apron and climbs up to the second rope, kneeling his knee on the top turnbuckle, looking through the audience. Mike pulls himself up on the apron and steps over the second rope. He walks to the middle of the ring as Crystal hustles up the steel stairs and dips down under the second rope as Christian backflips off the turnbuckle. He stands on the bottom rope and leans over the rope, blowing a kiss to the booing fans as Crystal smirks at her husband while standing beside Mike Smith in the middle of the ring.

~DING DING DING~

Teddy and Christian are in the ring as the bell sounds to get the gauntlet match underway. The two men circle the ring and lock up in the middle. Teddy, with the slight power advantage forces Christian into the ropes as the ref calls for a break. Teddy obliges and backs away as Christian comes back to the center of the ring. It looks like they’re about to lock up again, but instead, Christian goes behind and puts Teddy in a waist lock. As he does, he sends Teddy overhead with a release belly to back suplex. Christian follows it up with a running knee strike to Teddy before tagging in Mike. Mike comes in off the tag and picks Teddy up and delivers a backbreaker and holds him there as Christian climbs to the second rope and delivers a leg drop before getting out of the ring. Mike grabs Teddy and delivers a gutbuster before going for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Mike picks Teddy up and sends him into the corner. Mike comes charging in and delivers a leaping corner splash as Christian tags himself back into the match. Christian comes in and picks Teddy up and puts him in position for a STO and Mike runs in delivering a big boot as Christian drops him. Christian immediately goes for another cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Chase is in his corner as he stomps on the ring steps getting the crowd behind him and Teddy urging his partner to get to his corner and make the tag. Christian picks Teddy up and drags him inches from Chase and mocks him a little before picking Teddy up and and puts him into a fireman’s carry position. As he does, Teddy fights out with a series of elbows to the side of Christian’s head and lands on his feet. Teddy now delivers a kick to the midsection of Christian before lifting him and delivering FUBAR’D and stacking Christian up for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

AUGUSTINO
“Beauty and the Beast have been eliminated!”

HANSON
“One hell of a debut for them, though! They’re definitely a couple of tough contenders! The Rebel Forces knocked one team off! Let’s see who’s next!”



The crowd pops excitedly as “Spooky Scary Skeletons” fills the arena. Signs go up and the camera sweeps over an area where we see two fans in the frowd, rocking Frightner masks.

HANSON
“Ohhhh!!!! Here we go!!!”

AUGUSTINO
“Here come the boys, Nick! I hope Splatterday’s shoulder is okay!”

HANSON
“Well, we can see it’s wrapped but he and his brother look motivated!”

The Frighteners come running down to the ring as Teddy rolls out of the ring and Chase gets in to start the second match. Splatterday gets into the ring as the bell sounds. The two men circle the ring and before they can lock up, Chase goes behind Splatterday and puts him in a waistlock. Chase picks Splatterday up and slams him down to the mat before picking his opponent back up to his feet and delivering a vertical suplex and then hitting the ropes and delivering a knee drop and going for a very quick cover.

ONE!

KICKOUT!

Splatterday gets picked back up and gets sent into the ropes. As he does, Nightcrawler reaches out and tags himself into the match unknowingly to Chase. As Splatterday comes off the ropes, Chase hits him with a snap power slam and once again goes for a cover, but as the ref is telling him Splatterday is no longer legal, Nightcrawler springboards off the top rope and delivers a double stomp to the back of Chase before hitting the ropes and delivering a senton to the back of Chase.

HANSON
“OHH, MAN!! Nightcrawler doing some damage to the back of Big Hoss, Chase Evans!”

AUGUSTINO
“That’s how you keep the big ones down! Legs or back, Nicky! C’mon, boys!”

Nightcrawler picks Chase up and hits the ropes he comes off the ropes and as he does, delivers a wheelbarrow bulldog to Chase before climbing back to the top rope and as he does, Splatterday tags himself back in. Splatterday picks Chase up and delivers a brainbuster before Nightcrawler delivers a frog splash and Splatterday goes for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Splatterday picks Chase up and sends him into the ropes. Chase comes off the ropes and runs right into a discus clothesline by Splatterday who follows it up by tagging Nightcrawler back in and then delivering a leg drop followed by a springboard 450 by Nightcrawler who goes for another cover. 1...2...Teddy dives in and makes the save for his team.

HANSON
“And there’s the Wild Boy with the save!!!”

AUGUSTINO
“Just in time!”

Splatterday comes in and grabs Teddy, delivering a Michinoku Driver and then picking Chase up and sending him into the ropes. Chase holds onto the ropes as Splatterday comes charging in and gets lowbridged sending him out to the floor. Nightcrawler grabs Chase and looks to deliver a tornado DDT, but Chase pushes him off and sends him into the ropes. Nightcrawler comes off the ropes and runs right into Shitfaced! Chase drops down for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

AUGUSTINO
“The Frightners have been eliminated!”
(Away from the microphone)
“Goddamn it….”

HANSON
“Don’t take anything away from The Frightners folks! I’m kinda surprised The Rebel Forces were able to pull thi--OHHHHHH MAN!!!”



HANSON
“Things could start looking bad for the Rebel Forces right here, Miranda!”

AUGUSTINO
“Noooo kidding!”

HANSON
“Here! Come! The Renegades!”

Teddy and Chase are in the ring, visibly exhausted at this point as Tyson and Tyler come down to the ring. The two men slide into the ring and they immediately go after Teddy and Chase. The two begin stomping away at The Rebel Forces. Tyler picks Teddy up and sends him into the ropes and delivers a discus clothesline as Teddy comes off the ropes as Tyson picks Chase up and delivers a satellite DDT. The ref finally is able to step in and bring a little bit of order to this as he tells Tyson and Tyler one of them has to get out. Tyson gets out of the ring and the ref goes over to Teddy who is sitting in his corner if he’s able to go and he shakes his head yes as he pulls himself up to his feet. The bell sounds and Tyler comes charging in, looking for a corner splash, but Teddy is able to roll out of the way causing Tyler to crash into the turnbuckles. Teddy grabs Tyler by the tights and rolls him up for a pin.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Teddy gets to his feet as he pulls Tyler up and sends him into the ropes. Tyler comes off the ropes and he’s met with a rolling forearm to the face by Teddy who tags Chase into the match. Chase comes in and they pick Tyler up off the mat. The two argue over who’s going to throw the first punch for a moment before shrugging their shoulders and just both delivering a punch to Tyler, dropping him to the mat. Chase then picks Tyler up and delivers a snap suplex before keeping hold of Tyler and rolling through to deliver a falcon’s arrow and going for a pin.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Chase picks Tyler up and goes to hit the ropes, but as he does, Tyson delivers a kick to the back of Chase who turns around and looks to pull Tyson into the ring, but before he can, Tyler grabs Chase and delivers a lungblower to Chase before tagging Tyson into the ring. Tyson comes in off the tag and the two pick Chase up and deliver a double suplex before Tyson follows it up with a double stomp followed up by a standing moonsault and going for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Tyson picks Chase up and runs towards the ropes and delivers a Shiranui. As he climbed the turnbuckles though, Tyler tagged himself back in and Tyson holds the head of Chase up as Tyler hits the ropes and delivers a basement dropkick before shooting the half and going for cover. 1...2...Teddy comes in and makes the save for his partner.

HANSON
“And AGAIN there’s Teddy Morse with the save!!!! I don’t believe it!”

AUGUSTINO
“Max was right, man. This guy’s got something!”

The ref gets distracted by Teddy as he tells him to get out of the ring. Tyler drags Chase over to his corner where he and Tyson begin to stomp away at him and as the ref turns around, Tyson is now back in the ring. Tyson steps back and gets a running start and delivers a cannonball splash to Chase. He pulls Chase out of the corner and climbs to the top rope. He launches himself and goes for a moonsault, but Chase gets the knees up and drives them into Tyson. Teddy yells for Chase to get to the corner and make the tag. Chase begins slowly making his way to his corner and dives making the tag to Teddy as the crowd goes wild.

HANSON
“And here comes the Wild Boy back into the match! Teddy Morse is ready to go hog wild!”

AUGUSTINO
“Nick...never say that again.”

Teddy comes in and Tyson gets to his feet only to be dropped by a clothesline from Teddy. After that, Teddy charges over and delivers a forearm that drops Tyler down to the floor. Teddy turns his attention back to Tyson and picks him and delivers a double arm DDT and goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

HANSON
“WOW!!!! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!!?”

AUGUSTINO
“Here are your winners!!! Teddy Morse!! Chase Eavans!! THE REBEL FORCES!!!”

HANSON
“The Rebel Forces are going to Motor City Mayhem to challenge for the Tag Team Championships, ladies and gentlemen! A hard fought match and well deserved!”

Exhausted and standing on their last legs, Teddy Morse and Chase Evans helped each other stay on their feet, raising their arms up and hugging as brothers while the fans went wild.

Winners: The Rebel Forces
Result: Pinfall
Time: 16:22
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[Match #2. Tag Team Match - The Kingdom (Cane/Hayes) v. Dona Rotten & Cherry Addams]

The lights go out as “Summer Breeze” by Type O Negative comes on through the speakers. The lights come on around the ramp and stage as a dark, eerie red shade. Almost reaching violet as candles light up along the stage and a glowing red pentagram lights up on the center of the stage. Each point of the pentagram has a burning candle on the end. Throughout the audience, lighters are seen, helping to set the mood of the scene.

See the curtains hangin' in the window, in the evenin' on a Friday night
A little light a-shinin' through the window, lets me know everything is alright

As the lyrics start, the center of the pentagram is revealed, upon closer inspection, to be hollowed out. Suddenly, however, it is slowly filled as the panel below raises up, bringing “The Walking Contradiction” Cherry Addams, up onto the stage. Cherry is crouched but once the panel is raised in place, she slowly, sensually, stands to her feet, slowly spreading out her arms like a demon stretching her arms upon her ascent to Earth.

Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the jasmine in my mind

AUGUSTINO
“The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first!! From The Endless Void!!! She is The Walking Contradiction!! CHERRY...ADDAAAAAAAAAAAMS!!!!!!”


Cherry steps out of the pentagram as the candles go out and the eerie red lighting shifts into a dark blue with “Summer Breeze” shifting right into Godsmack’s “Bulletproof.” Right at the 0:06 mark as the guitar picks up, the words “SCREAM QUEEN” appear on the video wall and Dona Rotten emerges from the curtain. Coming up to stand beside Cherry, Dona smiles wickedly under her facepaint and strokes Cherry’s face with the back of her hand like a loving mother would her daughter. Cherry seems delighted in this before the two suddenly turn and start towards the ring, side by side.

AUGUSTINO
“And her tag team partner! From Portland, Oregon! The Scream Queen...DONA...ROTTEN!”

Both Cherry and Dona enter the ring in their usual manner once they reach ringside. Cherry steps seductively through the ropes while Dona slides in under the ropes. Dona rolls to the center, lying on her back before ‘rising’ like the dead as Cherry comes up behind her. Dona poses on her hands and knees, giving a wicked look at the camera as her daughter hugs her around the neck from behind, smiling and waving her fingers at the lens as they await their opponents.


Diamante’s “The Sound of Us” abruptly kicks on over the speakers as the ‘Behold The Kingdom’ banner appears up on the video wall. Within a couple of seconds the wall starts to switch back and forth between the personalized Kingdom banners for Lluvia Cane and Brittany Hayes.

Telling me no all my life
Trying to put out the fire
You don't know gold when it shines
I'm coming in like a flood
Something that you can't outrun
Won't be the same when I'm done

As the lyrics reach the bridge, “The Cherokee Princess” Lluvia Cane and Brittany Hayes waste no time in walking through the curtain, out onto the stage. Brittany taunts and yells to the crowd while Lluvia stretches her arms in the air and performs her signature hip gyration before she and Brittany high five and start down towards the ring. Lluvia rips off her outer Kingdom shirt, revealing a cropped one underneath and throws the first into the front row.

AUGUSTINO
“Introducing their opponents! Representing The Kingdom! BRITTANY...HAYES! And…”The Cherokee Princess”...LLUVIA...CANE!!”

Hey, come and raise your flag
We made it baby here we go

This is the sound of us
Guitars and dying drums
This is the sound, the sound of us
This is the sound of us
Made out of sweat and blood
This is the sound, the sound of us

Brittany Hayes slides into the ring, throwing her hair back as she poses suggestively in the ring and winks at the camera. Lluvia Cane slides in right next to her before the two women hop to their feet and move to their corner, waiting for the match to start.

~DING DING DING~

Lluvia and Cherry are in the ring as the bell sounds to get this match under way. The two women circle the ring before locking up. Cherry with the size advantage just shoves Lluvia down to the mat. Lluvia looks up at her opponent who charges in and delivers a knee to the side of Lluvia’s head before picking her up and delivering brainbuster. Cherry grabs Lluvia and sends her into the ropes. Lluvia comes off the ropes and is once again dropped by Cherry this time with a clothesline. Cherry grabs Lluvia and just throws her into her corner where she charges in and delivers a corner splash as Dona tags herself into the match.

AUGUSTINO
“Here comes Mama!!”

HANSON
“You think this is where Cherry gets her ferocity?”

AUGUSTINO
“Could be!”

Dona comes into the ring and her and Cherry grab Lluvia and send her into the ropes. Lluvia comes off the ropes and the two deliver a backdrop by Cherry into a neckbreaker by Dona. Dona follows up by picking Lluvia into a seated position before hitting the ropes and delivering a sliding lariat and going for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Dona grabs Lluvia and picks her back up. Dona grabs her opponent and looks to hit a Saito suplex, but Lluvia is quick to get out of it and delivers a discus clothesline. Lluvia grabs Dona by the ankle and drags her over to the Kingdom’s corner and tags Brittnay into the match. Lulvia picks Dona up and puts her in an arm wringer as Brittnay climbs to the top rope. Brittnay leaps off the top rope and delivers a double axe handle to the arm of Dona before grabbing that arm and wringing it herself Brittnay then sends Dona into the ropes. Dona comes off the ropes and as she does, Brittnay delivers a Japanese style armdrag. Dona pops back up to her feet and when she does, Brittnay delivers a hip toss and following it up with a dropkick to the back of Dona’s head. Brittnay pushes Dona down and goes for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Brittnay goes back to her corner and tags Lluvia back in. Dona is trying to make it to her corner, but Lluvia sprints and grabs Dona by the ankle just before she can leap to make the tag to Cherry. Lluvia pulls Dona back to her half of the ring and sends her into the corner. Lluvia comes charging in and delivers a corner dropkick. Dona slumps down into the corner and Lluvia gets a running start and delivers a bronco buster as Brittnay tags herself back into the match. Brittnay comes in off the tag and just starts to stomp away at Dona in the corner and as the ref reaches a count of four, she tags Lluvia back in. Lluvia comes in and does the same as Brittnay and as the ref reaches a count of four, she tags Brittnay back in. Brittnay comes in off the tag and Lluvia pulls Dona out of the corner. Brittnay climbs to the second turnbuckle as Lluvia holds Dona down and Brittnay delivers a senton splash. Lluvia gets out of the ring and Brittnay goes for a cover. 1...2...Cherry comes in and delivers a kick to Brittnay to break up the pin.

AUGUSTINO
“OH!! Ow!! In the dome!!”

HANSON
“But she saved the match for her team!”

The ref tells Cherry to get out of the ring and as he’s dealing with her, Lluvia comes in and her and Brittnay deliver a series of stomps before Brittnay picks Dona up and Lluvia hits the ropes delivering a wicked clothesline to the back of the head of Dona while Brittnay delivers a flatliner at the same time. Brittnay rolls out of the ring and as the ref turns around, Lluvia is now with Dona who picks her up from the mat and sends her into the ropes. Dona comes off the ropes and Lluvia goes for a big boot, but Dona ducks it and delivers a dragon screw leg whip. Dona follows it up with a basement dropkick and both women are on the mat. The ref begins his standing ten count as Cherry pounds on the top turnbuckle getting the crowd behind Dona. Dona crawls towards her corner, looking to make the tag, but as she leaps, Cherry is pulled off the ring apron by Brittnay to stop the tag from happening.

HANSON
“Oh, hey now! C’mon!”

AUGUSTINO
“That’s teamwork, we! Ain’t nothing wrong with that!”

Cherry though, doesn’t look too amused on the outside of the ring as she grabs Brittnay and just throws her into the ring post, her skull bouncing off of it. In the ring though, Lluvia has Dona and looks to hit a DDT, but Dona counters it and delivers a Northern Lights Suplex. Cherry gets back up to the apron and reaches for the tag. The crowd is egging Dona on to make the tag and she finally leaps and tags Cherry in and the crowd goes nuts. Cherry comes in off the tag and as Lluvia gets to her feet, she’s dropped with a clothesline. Cherry grabs Lluvia and lifts her up delivering a brainbuster, causing Lluvia to land right on her neck.

HANSON
“BRAINBUSTER!!!”

AUGUSTINO
“OUCH!!!”

HANSON
“THAT COULD DO SOME DAMAGE!”

Cherry picks Lluvia back up and puts her up in a fireman’s carry and drops her neck first over her knee with a ushigoroshi. Dona is up on the ring apron and asks to be tagged back in. Cherry obliges and as Dona climbs to the top rope, Cherry places Lluvia over her knee. Dona leaps off the top rope and delivers a leg drop across the neck of Lluvia before putting Lluvia into a seated position and hitting the ropes deliver the Chainsaw kick. Dona goes for the cover. 1...2...Brittnay dives in to make the save. Cherry comes in and Brittnay retreats to the ropes and as Cherry charges her, Brittnay pulls the top rope down, sending Cherry to the floor. Brittnay then hits the ropes and delivers a suicide dive to Cherry driving her into the barricade. As she does, Lluvia and Dona are back to their feet. Lluvia delivers a discus clothesline before tagging Brittnay into the match. Brittnay comes in and as she does, grabs Donna and tags Lluvia back into the match who climbs to the top rope. Brittnay picks Dona up and delivers an inverted tombstone piledriver and as she does, Lluvia launches herself and delivers Your Horizon and goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

HANSON
“And The Kingdom starts off with a positive outcome tonight!”

AUGUSTINO
“Here are your winners! Brittnay Hayes...Lluvia Cane...THE KINGDOM!!!!”

As “Sound of Us” plays over the speakers, Lluvia and Brittnay hug and raise their arms, hand in hand. Lluvia smirks to the crowd while Brittnay throws the finger at the haters before the two exit the ring and head back up the main ramp.

Winner: The Kingdom
Result: Pinfall
Time: 19:10
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We cut backstage where we find Josh Davidson, standing with the microphone, standing in front of the interview backdrop. There’s an underlying fear in his eyes as he stands before the camera, the microphone trembling inside his grip.

“Ladies and gentlemen….” Josh says, swallowing hard. “Please join me in welcoming Mr. James Reynolds and his associate from The Renegades...H-H-Havok….”

The camera pans out just a little as Jim Reynolds, clad in his usual black jeans, t-shirt and leather jacket with sunglasses over his eyes, an annoyed scowl on his face. Behind him, Havok comes stepping up in his ring gear, Renegade mask and his chain around his neck.

“Y’know, Josh...false formalities like that are just gonna make it a definite that Havok buries your head in the ground like a fucking ostrich. Cut the bullshit.” Jim says as he stares at the man.

“I-I wouldn’t dream of faking any kindness, Mr. Reynolds! I--”

“STOP...with the Mr. Reynolds. When the fuck have you ever called me that? You know my goddamn name. Now...start over.”

“O-okay. Jim?”

Jim Reynolds nods, mockingly applauding Josh Davidson but says nothing and lets him continue.

“This won’t take long. I’ve actually gotta go use the restroom, now.” Josh clears his throat. “Jim, there’s a lot of buzz as of late about you and the Renegades.”

“Good! There needs to be! It’s about time somebody started talking about these guys!” Jim says, aggressively standing with his hands on his hips. “How many times have I said that the Renegades deserved recognition? It just took the right kind of push and inspiration. Max LeBrun couldn’t do it. Serena Frost couldn’t do it. She tried to push that ‘they need a strong woman leading them’ bullshit and look where it got them. They ended up worse off than with Max! Then I come along and look at them now! The Dominion is so goddamn paranoid, they’re over here trying to harass us with their goddamn junior level cult members because they know they can’t handle us in the ring. Last time they tried, their ‘mighty fucking King’ got his shit kicked in and the so-called God of Wrestling, got laid the fuck out! We don’t fear them, make no mistake. They fear us! That’s why they’re doing this shit.”

“Ahem...so then Jim, when exactly did you decide you wanted to ally yourself with the Renegades? What does it garner you?” Josh asks, holding the microphone out.

Jim Reynolds scoffs. “Because, Josh! They’re the only goddamn group worth a shit around here! They’re tired of being pushed around just like me and they plan on doing something about it! Just like I did. I told you I invested in an insurance policy? Say hello to it, Josh.” Jim Reynolds steps aside, towards the backdrop and thumbs to Havok beside him. “Motherfucker is six foot three. Two hundred and eighty five pounds. He’s built like a fucking tank! When Suzuki-gun took off back to Japan after the McKeesport Mafia kicked their asses, they didn’t think to set this guy up with a passport or a visa or anything. They left him in the goddamn dust. Does he scary the piss out of me? Fuck yeah! That’s why I’ll never get on his bad side.” Havok stands there as if he isn’t even really focused on what Reynolds is saying.

Josh Davidson keeps a distance from Havok who looks him over silently and flexes his hands around the chain hanging over his neck. “So..he acts as your insurance policy. He protects you?” Jim nods and Josh continues. “What does he get out of it? You pay him extra?”

Jim Reynolds chuckles which turns into a laugh. “What does he get out of it? Josh, I’m gonna lead him to greatness in this company. I’m gonna put a fucking title around his waist. Who knows who it might be? I might get him booked against Wyld Stallion. Snap that little mothrfucker in half and take that TV Championship off of him. Shelley Silver wants to fight a real fucking badass? I’ve got nothing but respect for Shelley. She’s chill. She’s tough. Goddamn is she fine as shit. But she wants a real, hungry competitor? Fucking Havok right here’ll give you the fight of your goddamn life before he takes that belt off your hands.” Something seems to click in Jim’s head then and he holds up a finger to stop Josh. “Wait. No. No no no. I know. I’m gonna make sure the Renegades run this fucking show! Steven Brody! Boss man! I understand you still got some spots open in the Vlad Blackheart Memorial. So consider this Havok’s official announcement of entry!” Havok looks up now, more attentive to the conversation. “Havok is entering the Vlad Blackheart Memorial! Havok is gonna conquer his block! Havok is gonna beat the shit out of the other block winner and Havok is going to Wrestle War XVI to become the NFW World Champion! And there ain’t a goddamn thing that Judas Lasher, Nico Salvatore, or any other motherfucker in the Dominion of Pain can do about it! And you know what? I hope Judas is the man going into Wrestle War as champion. GOD I fucking hope so! Because I want him to be the one that Havok beats to a fucking pulp and takes the World Championship off of. THAT would be justice fucking served!”

Josh Davidson nods and brings the microphone back to himself. “Havok in the Vlad Blackheart Memorial? Wow! Alright then.” He clears his throat and fixes his tie. “So, umm...moving on, let’s talk about something a little more present day. Do you have anything to say about Havok’s opponent tonight, Jason Goodnight?”

“Pfft! What’s there to say about him?” Jim Reynolds says, making a face. “He’s another goddamn freak just like half the fucking roster here. The Dominion. The Crowleys. Carlton Walsh and his fucking nutjob of a wife, girlfriend what she is. Eddy Poe and his fucked up little brood. I’m gonna say this, Josh. Last week, I’ve never felt so good in my life when I was watching Havok pull Splatterday’s shoulder out of the socket. I’m surprised he made it to his goddamn tag match tonight. Maybe that’ll teach him a goddamn lesson. Maybe it’ll teach his goddamn cousin a lesson. Don’t think Havok won’t put Scary Cherry’s ass through a wall. Tonight ain’t shit. Just putting down another weirdo. It’s what’s best for business, Josh! Pay attention! Now get the fuck out of my way!”

Jim Reynolds pushes passed Josh Davidson and walks out of frame. Havok follows right behind him as Josh Davidson watches them go with a sigh of relief once the two are gone. “Back to you Nick and Miranda….” The shot cuts back to ringside.
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[Match #3. Singles Match - Bronwyn Good v. Eavan Maloney © ]

AUGUSTINO
“The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the NFW Women’s Television Championship!”

The lights go out and bright green static comes up on the video screen.

“That girl is psycho
Psycho
Psycho”

The intro to "Voodoo" by Nyxx fills the arena as green lasers shoot up and wave around the entrance area and blue strobe lights light up the arena. Shapes start to take form in the static on the screen. The silhouette of a petite woman, a cross, a pot leaf, and a skull. They fade in and out, making you wonder if you actually saw them.

“They call me killer, call me some kind of freak
But they keep calling me, they're calling on me
Oh yeah
I've got them praying, sweating and shaking
Now I've got my eye set on you”

HANSON
"What is Sativa Nevaeh doing out here?"

Sativa Nevaeh comes out from the back and stands at the top of the ramp looking over the crowd. Despite wearing a mask, you can tell she is smirking. The crowd rains down hate on her. Sativa starts to make her way towards the ring. Suddenly, Anton Crowley walks out and stands beside her to the shock of the crowd.

HANSON
"THAT’S ANTON CROWLEY! THAT’S EAVAN’S HUSBAND! DID HE JOIN THE KINGDOM?!"

Even Augustino is confused, not sure what is going on.

“They call me conjurer, they say I'm divine
But shade is poison, my past lovers in mind
Hell yeah, I curse them all
Fathers and brothers, for the hell that they all put me through

I'm psycho, voodoo, that's what they say about me
I've got you under my spell
And I'm psycho, voodoo, that's what they say about me
What will you say about me?”

She makes it to ringside and slides under the bottom rope head first. She crawls over to the nearest turnbuckles and climbs them. She perches atop the ring post, resting one knee upon the top turnbuckle facing inward toward the ring. She throws her head back and takes off the mask, throwing her arms out in a 'welcome the doves' pose.

HANSON
"Wait a damn minute! That’s Eavan Maloney herself!"

AUGUSTINO
“Introducing first! Accompanied to the ring by The Demon Prince Anton Crowley… she is the NFW Women’s Television Champion… KRIGARE… Eavan Maloney!!!”

The crowd’s boos turn to cheers once they realize they’ve been duped. Anton hands Eavan her championship and she sits on the middle rope, holding the top rope with her tongue out, winking at the hard camera. As the lights come up, Eavan pulls off the black and green wig and motions to throw it, before dropping it, and kicking it mid-drop and sending it through the ropes to the outside. Anton hands her the microphone.

“Enough of that, yeah? How you all doing, Minneapolis?”

The crowd chants of Kri-Gare are loud as Eavan smirks. She nods along to the crowd.

“Alright, alright. Folks, I have an announcement. New Frontier has finally done it. For weeks, we thought Chris Farley was going to return from the dead from what we understood that David Spade kinda look alike had been saying, and we were disappointed. So, upon speaking to our GM, Ms. Greene, I learned that tonight I am facing off against Sabrina the Teenage Witch! Not that that really excites me, I’m just hoping she brings Salem the talking cat.

Actually, speaking of cats, I have to squash a rumor. I was NOT cast in the upcoming Cats movie. I did try out though, but I didn’t get the role. To be honest, I really only just wanted the costume.”

Anton shakes his head and leans in and whispers a few things in her ear. Eavan’s eyes go wide and shudders.

“Oh, um, uh, okay, glad I didn’t get the part. No shaming, but Anton says he saw the trailer, and it’s a movie for furries, and well, much as I put on ears and tails once in awhile, I’m not THAT far into that scene. AND… I’m not fighting Sabrina, I’m fighting Bronwyn Good. I kept seeing The Good Witch and just assumed, you know? I know I know, when you assume, you make an ass out of Jimbo Reynolds. Yeah, asshat, I went there. Bring your new toy into my yard, and I’ll break it like a dollar store pinwheel, you stupid sonofabitch.

As for you, forked-tongue lady? I’ve already proven I’m quite versed in snake venom. Come play.”

Eavan tosses the microphone and waits for Good to make her entrance.


The arena lights go out and “Black No. 1 (Little Miss Scare-all)” by Type-O Negative starts playing. A white spotlight outlines “Salem’s Forgotten Daughter” Bronwyn Good. She is standing with her back facing the ring and her entrance attire hood up. She holds that pose as the lyrics start.

“She's in love with herself
She likes the dark
On her milk white neck
The Devil's mark
It's all Hallows Eve
The moon is full
Will she trick or treat
I bet she will”

She turns on the spot and starts towards the ring, the spotlight following her the entire way. She climbs the steps and then onto the nearest turnbuckle. Once atop it she squats down and looks out over the crowd. She sticks out her split, serpent modded, tongue.

AUGUSTINO
“Introducing the challenger! From Salem, Massachusetts! She is Salem’s Forgotten Daughter! BRONWYN...GOOD!”

“She's got date at midnight
With Nosferatu
Oh baby, Lilly Munster
Ain't got nothing on you
Well when I called her evil
She just laughed
And cast that spell on me
Boo Bitch Craft”

She jumps down as the lights slowly rise. She takes off her hood and vest and hands them off as she waits for the match to start.

~DING DING DING~

Eavan and Bronwyn are in the ring as the ref presents the NFW Women’s Television Championship to the crowd before handing it off and calling for the bell. The two women circle the ring and it looks like they’re about to lock up, but Eavan feigns it and instead goes behind her challenger and puts her in a waist lock. Bronwyn though is quick to reverse it and pick Eavan up off the mat and slam her down face first. Bronwyn flips Eavan over onto her back and hits the ropes and delivers a leg drop across the throat of the champion. Bronwyn picks Eavan up and sends her into the corner. Eavan hits the turnbuckles and stumbles out right into a shotgun style dropkick that sends her right back into the corner. Bronwyn follows the dropkick up by getting a head of steam and delivering a corner splash before snapmaring Eavan out of the corner and climbing to the second rope and delivering another dropkick to the back of the champion’s head. Bronwyn immediately grabs Eavan and goes for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Bronwyn picks Eavan up and sends her off into to the ropes. Eavan comes off the ropes and ducks a clothesline attempt, but Bronwyn is quick to turn around and grab Eavan by the hair and pull her down to the mat. Bronwyn then begins to just deliver a series of stomps to the body of the champion before climbing to the top rope. Eavan gets back up to her feet and as soon as she does, Bronwyn launches herself and delivers a flying crossbody and goes for another cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Bronwyn grabs Eavan by the hair and picks her up sending her into the corner yet again. Bronwyn charges in and this time delivers a corner dropkick and Eavan slumps down into the corner as Bronwyn gets another head of steam and charges in, delivering a cannonball splash before dragging Eavan out of the corner and heading out to the apron. Bronwyn looks down at the champion before going for an Arabian Press, but Eavan gets her knees up driving them into the challenger. Eavan grabs Bronwyn and rolls her up going for a pin. 1...2...Bronwyn grabs onto the bottom rope to break the pin.

HANSON
“And there’s a ropebreak from Bronwyn Good! Just barely saved herself!”

AUGUSTINO
“Ayyyye!! She’s resilient, that’s for sure!”

Eavan makes it up to her feet as does Bronwyn as the two stare each other down. Eavan is the first to make a move as she hits off the ropes and delivers a clothesline that drops the challenger. Eavan then picks the challenger up and delivers a beautiful northern lights suplex and floats over onto her feet and delivering a double stomp before going for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Eavan grabs Bronwyn and sends her into the corner. Eavan charges in delivering a pair of knees to the chest of her challenger before turning her around and charging in again and delivering a second pair of knees to the back of Bronwyn. Eavan then grabs Bronwyn by the shoulders and drops back, delivering a lung blower to her challenger and going for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Eavan climbs to the top rope and goes for a moonsault, but Bronwyn moves out of the way and the champion crashes to the mat. Bronwyn takes this opportunity to get to her feet and deliver a double foot stomp to the champion before sitting her up and hitting the ropes and delivering the Cauldron Stirrer. Bronwyn drops down for a cover.

Eavan gets her shoulder up at the last possible second.

HANSON
“Bronwyn’s got her! New cha--NO!!! Eavan kicks out!”

AUGUSTINO
“This should have been the main event, I think!”

Bronwyn climbs up to the top rope and looks down at the fallen champion and launches herself delivering a 450 splash and then signaling for the end. She picks Eavan up off the mat and looks to deliver the Phantasmaoria, but as she sets the move up, Eavan counters and gets into position to lock in the Krigare Lock! Bronwyn struggles and tries to make it to the bottom rope, but as she almost reaches it, Eavan shifts her weight and rolls Bronwyn back to the center of the ring and pulls back on her opponent more. The crowd begins to go wild for Eavan as they see Bronwyn finally give in and tap out to the television champion.

~DING DING DING~

HANSON
“And it is over!”

AUGUSTINO
“Here is your winner! And STILL NFW Women’s Champion! EAVAN...MALONEY!!!”

“Are You Ready?” plays through the arena as Eavan Maloney accepts the Women’s TV Title from the referee and is lifted up by her husband, Anton Crowley. She holds the title up over head, yelling to the crowd as they chant out.

DEMON WARRIOR!

Clap-Clap-Clapclapclap

DEMON WARRIOR!

Clap-clap-clapclapclap

Winner: Eavan Maloney
Result: Submission
Time: 19:48
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[Match #4. Singles Match - Mystery Opponent v. Starlight]
Two random voices are heard speaking as if in demonic tones over the system, as the lights go out. The camera pans over to the top of the stage area where three red siren lights begin to spin. The voices continue speaking the lights continue to go.

Yeah, Be prepared.

Yeah-heh... we'll be prepared, heh.

...For what?

For the death of the Queen.

Why? Is she sick?

No, fool-- we're going to kill her.

Great idea! Who needs a Queen?

No Queen! No Queen! la--la-la--la-laa-laa!

Idiots! There will be a Queen!

Hey, but you said, uh...

Then a loud scream is heard, as she begins cackling over the system. Then the final line is spoken as a tall woman steps out from behind the curtain. A gas mask covers her face as her long raven hair falls to one side. She is holding a microphone looking up at the crowd her red eyes glowing with the sirens.

I will be Queen!

AUGUSTINO
“The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, residing in Aokigahara, Japan! STARLIGHT!!”

She cackles as she drops the microphone lifting her arms up the sirens cut out. Poor Unfortunate Souls by Jonathan Young begins playing over the system as her arms go above her head in an X as her hashtag appears on the screen. #Queenslayer appears as blue spotlights appear on the ramp. She walks down the ramp letting her coat flow behind her as she drapes her arms to her side. She looks at the fans as she reaches the bottom of the ramp, She turns then raises her hands and the lights come on, she goes over to the steps slamming her hands down on them hard as she looks into the ring. She growls as she climbs up the stairs standing on the outside of the ring, she climbs through, taking the gas mask off, laughing as she climbs the turnbuckle, placing her hands above her head in an X once more as she drops down turning to face the stage.


"Gasoline" begins to play and the stage area goes dark. On the screen the words

~Once a mob wife~

are shown briefly on the screen before a few flashes of a girl in an underground street fight, completely obliterating her male opponents.

HANSON
“Ummm...folks, I wish I could tell you who this was but we’ve got nothing on our sheets. Who in the world…?”

Nick Hanson looks up into the ring at Miranda Augustino. She checks her cue cards and looks back down at him, shrugging, at a complete loss.

HANSON
“Yeah, we’ve got absolutely nothing. I don’t--”

As the chorus hits the words

~And still... she survived~

flashed across the screen before

KIMI SMALLS

flashes in various shades of pink and purple and she emerges onto the stage with a stone-cold glare on her face with a red and black bomber jacket with her name on the back on over her ring gear. Her twin brother Kyle beside her in street clothes, but a very similar demeanor.

HANSON
“HOOOOOLY CRAAAAAP! IT’S KIMI SMALLS!! KIMI SMALLS IS BACK!! THE SMALLS TWINS ARE BACK, BECAUSE SHE’S NOT ALONE!”

In the ring, Miranda Augustino is at an absolute loss of what to say or do. Does she announce her? Does she stay quiet? Miranda stays quiet, mostly out of surprise as everyone watched Kimi.

She begins walking down to the ring as highlights of her career began playing along with the song. Once she makes it down to the ring, she climbs the stairs and up onto the middle turnbuckle with an evil smirk, looking around at the crowd before climbing up onto the last turnbuckle and jumping off, doing a corkscrew into the ring.

Kyle waited outside of the ring while Kimi went over to get a microphone, with a grin. She looked out to the crowd as a few small groups began cheering and chanting her name. "Yes, yes... we're back. For those who don't know, I am Kimi Smalls and that..." she motioned over to her brother, who gave a cocky wave before continuing to flirt with one of the girls in the front row, "is my very much never injured twin brother Kyle."

She laughed, shaking her head as she listened to the catcalls scattered through the crowd. "I realize that many of you think that you know us." She smirked, taking off her jacket, throwing it at her brother, who caught it without even looking back at her. "You believed what we wanted you to," she shrugged.

She then turned her attention over to Starlight, "I do apologize to my opponent tonight, though. She didn't have the luxury of coming to this ring, having prepared for who she was going to face." She tilted her head, taking a step closer to Starlight, "but I don't take you for the type of girl who might be hindered by that. Enough talking, though. I'm ready if you are." She tossed the microphone toward the timekeepers' area and nodded at the ref.

~DING DING DING~

Starlight and Kimi Smalls come out of their corners. As they meet up in the center of the ring, Starlight starts taunting the smaller woman, pointing to herself and slinging inaudible taunts Kimi’s way. She finally palms Kimi’s face and shoves her away from her, to the boos of the crowd. About a split second goes by before Kimi shakes her head and comes back in, swinging, turning boos to a loud pop. Kimi drilled Starlight over and over with right fists, taking the woman off guard and backing her into the ropes. Kimi went for an Irish whip but Starlight used her size to reverse it, sending Kimi into the ropes. Kimi ducked under a lariat attempt and springboarded off of the ropes for a crossbody but Starlight caught her like a child out of midair and delivered a fallaway slam. Kimi landed on the mat, right into a roll and popped up onto the apron outside of the ropes, bouncing from side to side on her feet. As Starlight turned around, Kimi hopped up onto the top rope and springboarded off, delivering a Missile Dropkick, knocking Starlight backwards and through the ropes and to the floor where she quickly got back to her feet. As she did, Kimi came running across the ring and sailed through the ropes, catching Starlight in a suicide tornado DDT. The crowd erupted into a pop and Kimi Smalls popped up to her feet, yelling to the audience with a wild look in her eyes. The female Smalls twin was absolutely fired up.

HANSON
“And welcome back to NFW, Kimi Smalls! You have certainly been missed!”

AUGUSTINO
“Talk about a way to spice the show up! We thought she wasn’t returning until tomorrow!”

HANSON
“That’s right; she’ll be in the Burning Hearts Tournament with Vincent Stone. If she wrestles like this tomorrow and Thursday, she and Stone may very well take those titles!”

As the referee ordered Kimi and Starlight back into the ring, Kimi obliged, picking the woman up and managing to get her bigger opponent back in under the bottom rope. Starlight managed to get to her feet as Kimi rolled in behind her. Rather than wait for Kimi to get to her feet, Starlight seized the opportunity and ran right in, kneeing her opponent in the side of the head. The Queenslayer pulled Kimi by up her hair and used her strength to whip her violently through the air by the hair in a hairpull whip, throwing Kimi Smalls to the mat. Kimi held her hands to her scalp as she started getting to her feet. Once she was back up, Starlight came off the ropes, leveling her with a big boot to the face. Starlight ran off of the ropes again, coming down with a crossbody and pressed herself onto Kimi for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Kimi Smalls got her shoulder up in time, bringing Starlight to look frustrated. Outside the ring, Kyle Smalls started clapping his hands, slowly at first, getting the crowd behind his sister. This helped Kimi to start getting to her feet again before Starlight grabbed her by the hair again and pulled her up the rest of the way, hitting the smaller woman with a forearm in the jaw before delivering an STO Backbreaker, followed by pulling Kimi right into a shortarm lariat. Kimi flipped inside out, landing face down onto the mat as Starlight yelled to the crowd, ferociously. As she turned back towards Kimi, Starlight reached down and grasped her by the throat with both hands and hoisted her up off of her feet. Kimi thrashed in Starlight’s hold, trying to kick her way free while prying at her hands. Starlight let go at the referee’s count of ‘4’ and dropped Kimi back down to her feet. Kimi stumbled back into the ropes and Starlight advanced on her again but Kimi was waiting with a superkick to the knee of Starlight, causing her to grasp at her knee. Kimi hit the same knee with a few more stiff kicks until Starlight dropped down and Kimi was able to deliver a brutal superkick across the face and went for the pin.

HANSON
“SUPERKICK!!!!”

ONE!

TWO!

Starlight tossed Kimi up off of her with little effort and sat up, holding her jaw. She was quick to her feet as Kimi came running off of the ropes again and dove at Starlight for another crossbody but Starlight caught her right out of mid air with a bearhug. Kimi struggled in the big woman’s grasp as Starlight squeezed the air right out of her as each second went by. Kimi began to visibly fade as her arms started lowering and her body began to slump in Starlight’s hold.

AUGUSTINO
“Kimi’s starting to fade, Nick! This is not how she wants to make her comeback to NFW!”

HANSON
“Absolutely not!”

AUGUSTINO
“Starlight could crash her comeback party!”

The referee started checking Kimi’s arm. She lifted it up and released it. Kimi’s arm dropped. She lifted it up again and released it. Again, Kimi’s arm dropped. The referee lifted Kimi’s arm a third time and released it. Kimi’s arm dropped down but SHOT RIGHT BACK UP. The crowd popped as Kimi, essentially came back to life and began fighting back against the powerful Starlight. Using both hands, Kimi started hitting Starlight in the sides of the head until the grip around her waist loosened enough for Kimi to drop down and slip free from the hold. As Kimi dropped down, she immediately grabbed Starlight by one of her arms and delivered a brutal pelee kick right to the shoulder. Starlight stumbled back into the ropes, clutching at her arm as she bounced back towards Kimi. Kimi Smalls delivered a kick to the midsection, grabbing Starlight by the hair and followed up with the Makeover - a sitout facebuster right into the mat!

HANSON
“MAKEOVER!!!”

ONE!

TWO!

TH--!

Starlight kicked out at the last possible second and, as Kimi pulled her up to her feet, she caught a forearm attempt and reversed it into a hammerlock before flattening her onto the mat with a Spinebuster. Starlight ran off of the ropes again, performing a running legdrop right across her chest. Growing more furious, Starlight picked Kimi up to her feet again and delivered a powerful Irish whip into the corner before coming in for a big body splash but Kimi moved out of the way, causing Starlight to crash into the turnbuckle. Immediately after, Kimi ran up off of the ropes and delivered another Tornado DDT to Starlight right into the mat. Starlight sat up out of reflex, shaking her head as she got up onto one knee but Kimi Smalls wasn’t letting up this time and came off of the ropes, delivering a stiff Shining Wizard!

HANSON
“SHINING WIZARD!!!!!”

AUGUSTINO
“SHADES OF HER MANG, MAYBE?!”

HANSON
“PERHAPS!!”

Kimi stayed on the offensive, pulling Starlight up to her feet and delivered the New Legend to her opponent, followed by a leg hook cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

HANSON
“And that’s that singles contest right in the bag!”

AUGUSTINO
“Here is your winner! KIMI...SMALLS!”

“Gasoline” plays over the speakers again as Kimi Smalls gets to her feet to celebrate her victory. Kyle Smalls joins her in the ring and she hugs her twin brother before the two exit and head up the ramp where Vincent Stone appears to embrace his girlfriend in a hug, welcoming her back to the company.

Winner: Kimi Smalls
Result: Pinfall
Time: 9:42
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The lights dimmed down as the building intro to As I Lay Dying’s “Redefined” came through the speakers.

I refuse to let go of the memories!

As the full guitar riff and drums kick in, the lights around the ramp and stage take on a white, flashing effect as the familiar video reel for Havok plays. Intercut with flashes of the Renegade logo, the masked man is seen in obscured shots, lifting weights, smashing cinder blocks with his fists, and clawing at his head as he rocks back and forth in the corner of an old, abandoned, dirty asylum cell.

'Cause they've changed everything inside of me!

If I could go back now to save myself at loss
Substanceless character brought back would be the cost

The curtain on the stage parts and the fans erupt into a shower of boos as James Reynolds comes casually walking out onto the stage. Dressed in his usual black attire of jeans, Italian boots, a t-shirt and his leather jacket. Even in the arena, the man wears sunglasses. The main focus, however, is on the massive figure behind him as the 6’3”, 285lb Havok comes walking right on his heels. Chain dangling around his neck and clenched by the ends in both hands. Havok comes to stand beside James Reynolds as both look down towards the ring. Jim Reynolds’ nonchalant frown curls into a tiny smirk.

Agony today
Is tomorrow's strength
So don't run away
'Cause misery is…

Havok rolls his shoulders and flexes his hands around his chain as he stands there, watching the ring. He briefly turns towards James Reynolds as the man points down towards the ring, mouthing instructions under the music. Finally, Reynolds slaps Havok in the chest and the masked monster begins storming down the ramp with his manager hot on his heels.

AUGUSTINO
“The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first! Being accompanied to the ring by James Reynolds! Weighing in at two hundred and eighty five pounds! Representing the Renegades! HAVOK!!!”

Evolving into something that we can't see
Evolving and becoming, transforming
So don't run away

The pain can never be erased
Remain and turn it into strength
Turn it into strength

Havok reaches the steps and burst up onto the apron before coming to the ropes, slingshotting himself over the top and landing on the balls of his feet, bouncing a few times as he stares directly across the ring. Jim Reynolds joins him up on the apron and gives him a few last words before taking his chain and handing it off to the time keeper. Reynolds grabs Havok by the head, staring him in the eyes as he says something and gives the man an encouraging slap on the shoulder. Havok nods and turns his murderous gaze back towards the stage.

Before Jason Goodnight’s music can even start, the camera jumps backstage where referees and backstage security are in the middle of trying to break up a brawl. As the camera gets closer, Charlie Grace becomes recognizable as one standing amongst the carnage unfolding. She remains eerily calm and collected as it becomes evident that her client, Eric Lee is one of the two men involved in the backstage brawl. The other, we soon see, is Jason Goodnight. As security and refs try to separate them, Eric Lee actually starts striking out at the staff to get them off of him before he goes running and attempts to dive over the group of men to get at Goodnight. Lee comes down onto Jason Goodnight and the two are throwing shots again.

HANSON
“Third week in a row these two have ended up causing a disruption! Jason Goodnight’s supposed to be out here taking on Havok! What gives?!”

AUGUSTINO
“So, I guess we’re not having a match?”

HANSON
“I guess n--wait a minute.”

Nick Hanson cuts himself off as the lights cut out in the arena. The crowd stirs in a curious commotion before they explode into a pop as….


~You’re all gonna die….~

Motogrator’s “Suffocate” starts to play over the speakers, hinting at the arrival of none other than “The Slasher” Eddy Poe. Havok stares directly up at the stage, briefly exchanging a look with Jim Reynolds who shrugs and says he doesn’t know what’s going on. They don’t seem to be paying full attention as the crowd starts to get louder, cheering for something.

HANSON
“We’re hearing Eddy Poe’s music here, folks. But he’s not scheduled to-- WAIT A MINUTE!!”

AUGUSTINO
“HEADS UP!!”

Dressed in black pants, boots and a Friday the 13th vintage t-shirt, depicting Jason Voorhees, Eddy Poe comes sliding into the ring, face painted as well, wielding a barbwire baseball bat in his hand. He cocks back and swings for the fences, right in the back of Havok’s knee. Havok drops and Eddy Poe immediately starts unloading on him with the baseball bat. The music stops and lights resume as Eddy takes the baseball bat to Havok over and over.

HANSON
“Eddy Poe just came out of nowhere!! And he’s gonna get him some for his nephew, Splatterday after last week!”

AUGUSTINO
“Is that barbwire on that bat?!”

HANSON
“Yup! Looks like it!”

AUGUSTINO
“Nice!”

James Reynolds yells into the ring for Havok to fight back and take Eddy out but Eddy gives Havok one good crack over the head before the Slasher starts digging into his pants pocket for something. He pulls out...handcuffs! The crowd erupts into a pop as he locks one shackle around Havok’s wrist and struggles, dragging him over to the ropes where he handcuffs him to the bottom.

HANSON
“Is he handcuffing Havok?! What the hell is Eddy up to?!”

Eddy lays a few boots to Havok before picking up the baseball bat and giving him a few more strikes with it. Eddy then drop rolls out of the ring and grabs a microphone from the timekeeper, turning to Reynolds.

“Body’s been taken care off, Jimmy!” Eddy says, smiling wickedly across the ring from the outside at Jim Reynolds. “Now, let’s gave us a lobotomy!” He drops the microphone and circles the ring, going right after Jim Reynolds. With a moment’s hesitation of Reynolds looking as Havok struggles against the handcuffs in the ring, Reynolds suddenly turns and books it up the ramp, yelling at Eddy to get the fuck away from him. Jim Reynolds hauls ass up the ramp. Eddy Poe maintains a brisk walking pace. It literally looks like a horror movie slasher in pursuit of his intended victim. Jim Reynolds disappears through the curtain as the camera stays with Eddy Poe. Poe’s about five seconds behind Reynolds as he bursts through the curtain and turns with the camera to see Jim Reynolds hauling ass down the hallway, backstage. The camera swings back to Eddy Poe who smiles, wickedly and storms passed the camera, pursuing his rival’s manager as the shot fades to a commercial.
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Upon returning from commercial, the camera returns to following Eddy Poe through the backstage area. At this point, he’s storming through the arena, in search of his target. The camera stays with Eddy as he comes to an intersection in the hallway and stops, slowly turning his head.

“Jiiiiiiimmyyyyyyy...Jimmy! Come on out, Jimmy!!” Eddy calls out as he looks in every direction. He looks in the one direction he hasn’t yet and his painted face twists into a wicked smile. “Hahaha!! There you are, Jimmy!”

The camera turns andd zooms in just in time to see Jim Reynolds ducking inside a room and slamming a door shut. Eddy Poe briskly storms towards the door, bringing his bat up at the ready. In sheer madness, Eddy literally starts humming the Halloween chase music.

“DUN...DU-NUN...DUN...DU-NUN. Gonna get you, Jimmy!” Eddy says as he reaches the door.

Eddy grabs the doorknob and twists, pushing inward. It doesn’t budge. Eddy looks at the doorknob in frustration and jiggles the handle some more, mouthing ‘motherfucker.’ He steps back with his baseball bat and begins whacking at the door knob. One...two...three...four...five good whacks from the two hundred fifty six pound Slasher and the door knob clatters to the floor. Eddy Poe boots the door open, causing the doorknob to fall on the otherside and steps into what appears to be a backstage maintenance room.

“HEEEEEEEEERE’S EDDY!!!!!” Eddy chuckles. “Always wanted to say that….”

Eddy holds his bat at the ready in both hands and moves through the backstage room. The camera stops following him and just watches as he rounds a corner, calling out to his target again.

“JIMMY!!”

The camera cuts back to ringside for the next match, for now.
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[Match #6. Singles Match - Carmine Moretti v. Wyld Stallion © ]

As the shot returns to ringside, Prophets of Rage’s “Unfuck The World” blasts through the speakers as the House of Payne logo appears on the video wall. As the lyrics to the song start, the large, walking mass of power, Carmine Moretti comes walking out of the curtain, scowling behind his sunglasses as he pauses on the stage to look around at the audience, adjusting his gloves.

No Hatred
Fuck Racists
Blank Faces
Time's Changin'
One Nation
Unification
The Vibration
Unfuck the World!

Carmine rolls his shoulder and cracks his neck before starting a calm, leisurely walk down the ramp towards the ring. He doesn’t show too much charisma towards the fans but he does take the time to calmly slap a few hands as he makes his entrance.

Poverty hit home like a war zone
Check America's pulse, heard a death tone
Division hittin' like a bullet to precision
Kill the dream, kill the vision, now listen
What the fuck are you waiting for?
Stand up and rise like the tide
And move your ass with the quickness
You may live on the hit list
No fear, bare witness

AUGUSTINO
“The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the NFW Television Championship! Introducing the challenger! From Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania! Weighing in at three hundred and twenty pounds! Representing the McKeesport Mafia! The Enforcer! CARMINE...MORETTI!!!!”

HANSON
“Well it’s been awhile since we’ve seen Carmine Moretti folks but he’s back in the ring with a title opportunity!”

Carmine Moretti continued his calm approach towards the ring, stepping through the ropes and rolling his shoulders more to stay loose as he awaits the arrival of his opponent.


The crowd picked up into another pop as Parkway Drive’s “The Void” boomed throughout the arena. The lights flash red and white as the Great White North logo appears on the video wall, intermixed with highlights of Wyld Stallion’s Japan tenure. Seconds later, Wyld Stallion comes out through the curtain, in his usual manner, firing up the crowd. Around his waist is the NFW Television Championship.

AUGUSTINO
“Introducing his opponent! From Canada, representing the Great White North! Weighing in at two hundred pounds! He is the NFW Television Champion!! WYLD...STALLION!!!!!”

Wyld Stallion continues his way down towards the ring, amped up and ready to go. He slaps the hands of fans as he walks by. When he gets to the ring, he slingshots himself over the top rope, unclasps the belt from his waist and stands up, raising it over his head in both hands before handing the title off to the referee. Stallion immediately meets Stone in the center of the ring for a respectful handshake before the two back into their corners and wait for the bell.

~DING DING DING~

To say Wyld Stallion was cautious coming into this match was a serious understatement. It could have been considered comical relief of the night to see the defending TV Champion come out of his corner as if he were about to fight a bear. Carmine Moretti wore a face of stoic proportions as he circled the mat with the smaller Wyld Stallion. Finally, Stallion attempted to get the match going by stepping in and delivering stiff kicks to the legs and midsection of Carmine. While the strikes started to look like they were affecting Carmine, the large man finally put a stop to them by palming Wyld Stallion’s head like a basketball and brought his other fist down in an overhead strike onto his clavicle. Stallion reeled from the sheer power as Carmine continued to rain down heavy strikes across his back. Wyld Stallion slumped down to a knee only for Carmine to pull him up to his feet by his head and tossed him across the ring, causing him pop up into a corner and lean back against the turnbuckle. While Stallion might have thought he had a chance for a rest, Carmine Moretti came charging in like a big Italian steam engine and delivered a huge corner splash to Stallion, flattening him in the corner. As Stallion stumbled out of the corner, Carmine scooped him up onto his shoulder and delivered a running powerslam, going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

But Stallion kicked out of the cover and Carmine sat up, looking slightly annoyed, slapping his own hand as he looked at the ref. The ref assured him it was two as Carmine waved him off dismissively and pulled Stallion up to his feet and delivered a brutal backhand chop across his chest. Stallion staggered back, clutching his chest and leaned against the ropes as Carmine advanced on him, turning him and leaning him back against the ropes, cocking up a hand and bringing it down like a frying pan across his chest with a loud SMACK!

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

HANSON
“Oh man!! Listen to this crowd! They heard that! And I bet you all heard it at home, too!”

AUGUSTINO
“He slapped Stallion in the chest like a bitch who owes daddy money!”

HANSON
“What..? Actually, nevermind. Don’t answer that.”

Carmine kept Stallion on the ropes, bringing his large hand down for another couple of chops until the referee implored him to get Stallion off of the ropes. As Carmine stepped away from the referee to return to his opponent, Stallion stepped in with a thrust kick to Carmine’s midsection, followed up by a few sharp kicks. Once he thought he had the opportunity to, he ran off the ropes to follow up but Carmine Moretti burst forward with an angry yell and lariated Stallion inside out. Stallion landed flat on his front before Carmine picked him up and lifted him up for a body slam. A running one as Carmine ran a full rotation around the ring before SLAMMING Stallion into the mat and the referee dropped down to give the count.

ONE!

TWO!

But Stallion kicked out! Getting frustrated, Carmine Moretti picked Wyld Stallion up to his feet and gave him an Irish whip, going for another lariat. This time, however, Wyld Stallion kicked off of the ropes in a handspring maneuver and delivered a pelee kick to Carmine, catching him right in the head.Moretti wavered some as Stallion climbed to his feet, realizing he rocked him. Nodding to the crowd, he ran off of the ropes and delivered a spinning heel kick. Still, Carmine Moretti stayed on his feet but was looking rocked. Stallion nodded to the crowd. He had this guy. Stallion ran and springboarded off of the ropes, coming back with a dropkick right to Carmine’s chest and finally knocked him off of his feet. Stallion then followed up with a quick exit out onto the apron and delivered a slingshot somersault senton down onto Carmine before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

But Carmine shoved him up off of him like a weightless child and Wyld Stallion was up on his feet, ready to keep taking it to him. As Carmine sat up, Wyld Stallion ran off of the ropes and delivered a sliding forearm to the big man, causing him to roll out of the ring and try to put a distance between him and his lightning fast opponent. Carmine shook his head to clear his senses as he wiped the sweat from his eyes. As he did this, Wyld Stallion came running off the ropes across the ring and attempted a springboard hurricanrana down on Carmine on the outside but Carmine powered him up on the snap attempt and powerbombed him against the apron with an empathetic cry from the crowd.

HANSON
“OH! MY! GOD, ALMIGHTY!!!”

AUGUSTINO
“He might have damaged his spine with that one!”

HANSON
“No kidding!”

Once again, Carmine Moretti picked Wyld Stallion up to his feet and threw him into the ring, following him and ran off of the ropes to deliver a big splash. Again, Moretti went for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

But Stallion still managed to kick out before three! As Carmine Moretti got him back to his feet and continued throughout the match trying to wear his opponent down, Wyld Stallion proved to be just as tough as ever as he refused to stay down and answered back with his own stiff strikes and aerial maneuvers in order to keep Carmine Moretti on his toes. Stallion knew he wasn’t going to overpower him and thus wasn’t going to out wrestle him. His only other option was to try and wear him down with precise strikes and agility while Carmine Moretti continued to rely on his stopping power and resiliency.

Stallion’s striking and endurance finally allowed him to floor Carmine after a series or kicks from different angles, getting the man to his knees before coming in and delivering a hurricanrana facebuster, leaving Moretti on the mat. This allowed Wyld Stallion, as Mary Kennedy cheered on at ringside, to climb the top turnbuckle and deliver a 630 Senton onto the large man before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

AUGUSTINO
“Here is your winner! Aaaaand STILL...NFW Television Champion!! WYLD...STALLION!!”

“The Void” played on as Wyld Stallion retrieved his Television Title and Mary Kennedy jumped into his arms and the two celebrated his victory.

Winner: Wyld Stallion
Result: Pinfall
Time: 14:37
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[Main Event. Singles Match - Jasmine Matthews v. Shelley Silver]

The synthesized intro of "Big Bad Wolf" begins matched shortly by the drums and the lights of the arena fade to darkness. An eerie purple glow begins to appear on the stage as the guitar strums kick in the words "Even in these chains you can't stop me" repeated four times with a loud drum strike after each one. After the fourth the guitars and drums kick in full force and the words "The Fanged Rose" appears on the screen with the well known red eyes of the Matthews "Reptile" behind it.

"You see I am the wolf.
and this dirty little piggy
lives inside of me.
You see every and then
I forget which one I want
and which one I need.
I have come to realize
that both of them have become a necessity.
I now have come to realize
that I become which animal I choose to feed!"

As Maria shrieks the follow up The Fanged Rose comes through the curtain. The black coat buckled around her throat with the hood up shadowing her face. She steps to where the stage and the ramp meet she drops into a kneel with a hand on the ramp.

AUGUSTINO
“The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is your main event! Introducing first! From Chico, California! She is the Queen of the Kingdom! JASMINE…”THE FANGED ROSE”...MATTHEWS!”

"Even in these chains, you won't stop me!
Even in these chains, you won't break me!
Even in these chains, you won't take me!
Even in these chains, you won't hold me PIG!"

Each line she bobs lightly until the final word and Jasmine shoots up straight throwing the hood back from her face and letting out a bestial shriek before she sprints to the ring and sides under the ropes. She pops back up and marches to the turnbuckle where she climbs to the top, throws one leg over to balance herself and lifts a single fist into the air.


Shelley Silver walks out onto the stage with Sloane Cameron by her side as "I am the Fire" beings to play.

AUGUSTINO
“Her opponent! From Seattle, Washington, being accompanied to the ring by Sloane Cameron! She represents The Unwanted and is the leader of the Raindrops. She is the Silver Mountain Champion! SHELLEY...SILVER!!!!”

She grins as she looks around and makes her way to the ring, high-fiving fans and stopping to take selfies with them before hopping up onto the ring apron. She wipes her feet off before stepping between the bottom and middle ropes. As the song fades out, she begins bouncing off of the ropes, preparing herself for the match.

~DING DING DING~

Jasmine Matthews and Shelley Silver came out of their corners. Meeting in the center of the ring, the two came face to face as the crowd already began to buzz. The electricity rolling through the audience prompted both Jasmine and Shelley to turn their gazes out towards them. This wasn’t even a title or pay-per-view match and the crowd was amped up and ready for these two to get started. Things kicked off with Jasmine Matthews throwing the first strike as she grabbed Shelley Silver behind the head and blasted her with a forearm. The boo’s came from the crowd as Jasmine opened up with a relentless assault of forearms to the jaw and kicks to the midsection, all working to back Shelley into the corner before a Jasmine began a barrage of knees to the ribs.

HANSON
“Well, Jasmine Matthews certainly isn’t looking for a slow start to this one, is she?!”

AUGUSTINO
“She knows Shelley’s a fighter, Nick! She’s a fighter, too. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s looking for a shot at that Silver Mountain Title Shelley’s been holding onto.”

HANSON
“Yikes, imagine that one, huh?”

Jasmine broke away from Shelley in the corner at the referee’s command only to go right back at her, making sure she was propped up before hitting a backhand chop across the chest. Shelley leaned forward and Jasmine pushed her back against the turnbuckle, delivering another chop that echoed through the crowd. Again, she kept Shelley propped up against the turnbuckle. This time, Jasmine’s lips curled into a wicked smile as she brought her hand up and slowly ran her tongue up along the inside of it. The crowd knew what this was going to do as they began to buzz. The chop that followed sounded even more painful than the other two. Jasmine continued her assault, Irish whipping Shelley out of the corner and clear across to the other one and following right up behind her to deliver a hip attack, dropping Shelley down into the corner. As Shelley sat there, catching her breath, Jasmine took to the taunting and straddled the woman in the corner, grinding and rolling her hips much to the mixed reaction of the crowd. Jasmine grinned wickedly to the crowd as she roughly ran her hand through Shelley’s hair during what could be equated more or less to a lap dance in the ring.

HANSON
“Oh c’mon, now. That’s just uncouth!”

AUGUSTINO
“Says you! This makes me wanna train to compete!”

HANSON
“Why? Just so you can...nevermind.”

Miranda Augustino laughed on commentary as Jasmine Matthews obliged the referee’s count to back away from Shelley Silver in the corner. It didn’t stop Jasmine from picking Shelley up to her feet, however and hooking an arm over head and vice versa. Jasmine lifted Shelley up, bouncing her legs off of the ropes into a slingshot suplex, rolling through it and transitioning into a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Shelley got the shoulder up, breaking the pin and Jasmine pulled her up into a sitting position, locking in a sleeper hold. The referee immediately got down to their level, looking for any hint that Shelley was submitting or starting to fade. The fans started to clap their hands rhythmically. Slowly at first but picking up the pace in order to get their fan favorite motivated to keep going. It started working as Shelley began to pick herself up, forcing herself to her feet as she started driving elbows into Jasmine’s midsection to break the sleeper hold. As soon as she got free of the hold, Shelley locked an arm around Jasmine’s head and drove her down with a Snap DDT into the mat. While Jasmine laid on the mat, holding her head, Shelley sat up to catch her breath and recompose herself before getting up and pulling Jasmine up and set her up for a vertical suplex, bringing Jasmine down with a slam. Shelley came up to her feet, immediately delivering a stiff penalty kick to the back of Jasmine. Next, Shelley ran off the ropes and threw herself right at her opponent for a crossbody and hooked the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

But Jasmine kicked out. As Shelley pulled the Fanged Rose to her feet, Jasmine burst to life with a forearm to the jaw. Shelley reeled back and came in with a forearm of her own, smashing Jasmine right back in the side of her face. Jasmine answered back again and Shelley returned it, the two women picking up the pace until it was a storm of forearms back and forth. Finally, Shelley maintained the advantage and surprised Jasmine with a European Uppercut, dazing her before stepping back and running in for a shotgun dropkick, sending Jasmine down into the corner. Seeing the position she was in, Shelley looked to the crowd and nodded with a devious smirk on her face, running in and delivering a Broncobuster to her opponent, driving her hips and pelvis down onto Jasmine’s chest several times before pausing for a moment. Grinning, Shelley gave Jasmine a taste of her own medicine, grabbing a handful of her hair as she grinded her hips seductively until the ref ordered her back. This got a pop out of the crowd as Shelley walked to the center of the ring.

HANSON
“A little taste of her own medicine!”

AUGUSTINO
“I bet that medicine tastes good.”

HANSON
“Wow, Miranda….”

AUGUSTINO
“What?”

HANSON
“Just...wow!!!”

Jasmine and Shelley continued back and forth in a more or less even matchup, both relying on their martial arts discipline and wrestling experience to keep each other from gaining too much of an advantage. This became more difficult as the two began to wear down with exhaustion but continued to hit harder and harder as the clock ticked on. Both women began moving towards their bigger moves, exchanging suplexes and springboards to one another, intent on coming out of the main event with the victory.

Jasmine Matthews and Shelley Silver’s war continued with both women brawling on the outside. Jasmine had the upperhand as she rammed Shelley’s face into the apron before sliding back in and setting up for a suicide dive. As Jasmine came running and went for the follow through, however, Shelley Silver hit a European Uppercut as Jasmine came through the ropes, causing her to slump over and onto the apron. Shelley pushed her back into the ring and followed in behind her. Shelley posted up in one corner as Jasmine pulled herself up in the other corner. Once Jasmine was in the proper position, Shelley came clear across the ring and nailed Jasmine with the Silver Bullet!! Jasmine collapsed onto the mat as Shelley hooked the leg for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

AUGUSTINO
“Here is your winner! SHELLEY...SILVER!”

“I Am The Fire” played as Shelley Silver climbed to her feet, with the referee raising her hand in victory while Sloane handed her back the Silver Mountain Championship.

HANSON
“And that’s it for our show, folks! A fantastic main event! Give it up to both of these young ladies, tonight! I---”

AUGUSTINO
“Hey hey wait wait.”

HANSON
“What’s the matter?”

AUGUSTINO
“I’m getting something from the back. They found Jimbo. Sorry. Jim! They found Jim!”

HANSON
“What?! Where?! Where is he? Is he okay?”

AUGUSTINO
“Well, let’s take it to the back and find out!”

Winner: Shelley Silver
Result: Pinfall
Time: 18:15
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The camera switches to backstage. We’re in a dark lit area, on what looks like a metal walkway above ground level. The camera rounds a corner where we find Jim Reynolds huddled down, hiding behind a stack of equipment crates. Sweating and absolutely terrified, Jim Reynolds peeks out from behind his hiding spot for any sign that Eddy Poe might be near. When he sees nothing, the weasely little manager breathes a sigh of relief and relaxes for a moment.

“Whew...thank fuck!”

He says, until he turns around RIGHT into a death grip by Eddy Poe who grasps him around the neck. Before Jim Reynolds can scream, Eddy’s grip tightens around his throat as he’s pulled to his feet.

“Hey there, Jimmy! Been looking all over for ya!”

Jim Reynolds gasps and chokes in Eddy’s hold as he grabs onto the man’s wrist. Eddy starts ‘guiding’ Reynolds over to the railing of the walkway, they’re on.

HANSON
“My god! What’s Eddy gonna do?!”

AUGUSTINO
“It can’t be good, I’ll tell ya that much!”

HANSON
“Jim’s not the nicest guy but he doesn’t deserve whatever that man can muster up in his head!”

“What was it you said, Jim?” Eddy asks, pressing the man back against the safety railing. “Oh, right. This is what happens...when you fuck with me!” Finally, Reynolds nails Eddy in the crotch with a knee, causing Eddy to buckle and let go of him. Jim Reynolds takes off running across the walkway and down the steps.

HANSON
“RUN JIM!!”

AUGUSTINO
“GO JIMBO!!”

The camera follows Jim Reynolds as he books it through the arena, throwing equipment boxes down behind him to serve as obstacles. The camera stays with him as he comes out into the main hallway and keeps on going. In the background, we see Eddy Poe burst through the doorway and give chase. This time, he’s running after him, yelling in the background.

“C’mere, Jimmy!”

Eddy yells as, impressively enough, he either sidesteps or flat out hurdles over the obstacles dropped in his way as he closes in on Jim Reynolds. The camera cuts out to ringside as Jim Reynolds comes running out onto the stage and frantically looks around while the crowd chants.

EDDY’S GONNA KIIIIILL YOU!

EDDY’S GONNA KIIIIILL YOU!

EDDY’S GONNA KIIIIILL YOU!

EDDY’S GONNA KIIIIILL YOU!

“Shut the fuck up!” Reynolds yells to the audience before he starts climbing the metal support leading up to the top of the video wall. As he gets halfway up, Eddy Poe runs through the curtain to the pop of the fans, all pointing up at the video wall. Eddy looks up at Jim and smiles a twisted smile. Eddy starts climbing up after Jim as the manager makes it up onto the video wall but realizes he’s at a dead end. By the time he turns around, Eddy Poe has made it up to the video wall and starts advancing towards Jim Reynolds. Reynolds holds his hands out and appears to be visibly pleading with Eddy to let him go. Eddy only stops when he’s right up on Jim and has him by the throat, backing him towards the edge.

HANSON
“Whoooa whoa no no no no. What’s Eddy doing?!”

AUGUSTINO
“Whatever it is, it ain’t gonna be good!”

HANSON
“Don’t do it, Eddy! Eddy!”

From the side area backstage, security, referees and even The Renegades come running out and look up at the video wall. Tyler Grey, Tyson Law and Havok all watch as the Slasher grabs their manager by the throat. Up on the video wall, Eddy looks down at them and points, turning to say something to Reynolds that the camera can’t pick up. What the camera does pick up is Jim Reynolds’ scream as Eddy Poe hoists him up and chokeslams him off of the video wall, sending him down to the ground level. Jim Reynolds crashes to a side of the stage floor that caves in as he crash lands and ceases movement...and screaming.

HANSON
“OH MY GOD!!!!! WE NEED HELP OUT HERE, NOW!!”

AUGUSTINO
“GET THE EMT’S!!!”

The referees, security and the Renegades all rush over to where Jim Reynolds landed as EMT’s are already rushing out to the scene. As Tyler Grey and Tyson Law kneel beside Reynolds, trying to check on him, Havok looks up at Eddy Poe. His shoulders rising and falling with heavy, angry breaths.

HANSON
“Jim Reynolds needs some help! Eddy Poe is out of control!!!”

AUGUSTINO
“No kidding!!”

The final shot of the show is EMTs administering a neck brace around Jim Reynold’s neck and trying to stabilize him as Havok just stares up at the man, fists clenched, fuming. Seconds later, Tyler Grey and Tyson Law stand up beside their large, silent team mate, looking equally enraged at what’s happened as the shot fades out and the credits roll….
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Match Winners
Match #1. The Rebel Forces won the tag team gauntlet match.
Match #2. The Kingdom def. Dona Rotten & Cherry Addams
Match #3. Eavan Maloney def. Bronwyn Good to retain the Women’s TV Championship
Match #4. Kimi Smalls def. Starlight
Match #5. Jason Goodnight v. Havok went to a No Contest due to interference from Eric Lee and Eddy Poe.
Match #6. Wyld Stallion def. Carmine Moretti to retain the TV Championship
Match #7. Shelley Silver def. Jasmine Matthews
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Match Writers
Match #1. Tag Team Gauntlet Match Written by FireAndIce
Match #2. The Kingdom v. Dona Rotten/Cherry Addams written by FireAndIce
Match #3. Bronwyn Good v. Eavan Maloney written by FireAndIce
Match #4. Starlight v. Kimi Smalls written by Morgan Payne
Match #5. Jason Goodnight v. Havok written by Morgan Payne (consultation done with Eddy Poe)
Match #6. Carmine Moretti v. Wyld Stallion written by Morgan Payne
Match #7. Jasmine Matthews v. Shelley Silver written by Morgan Payne
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Commentary Added By
Commissioner Steven Brody