NFW Trauma #140 - 02/24/2024!

Vanessa Page is sitting on the couch looking at her phone in the locker room of the Influencers. While “Diamond Princess” Danielle Page is stretching in her wrestling gear and “Classy” Bianca Page is sitting in front of the mirror doing her hair.

Vanessa Page: B said she’ll be back after she is finished with the contract signing with Travis for their match at Rise of Legends.

"Classy" Bianca Page: It’ll be so great that when Rise of Legends is all over and done with, B will be the Genesis Champion while I become the new NFW Champion.

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: It’ll be so cool to have two of the championships on Trauma under the Influencers banner.

Vanessa Page: And we might just take those Alliance Championships for ourselves

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: We’ll have to pay attention to that match between Thicc Attack and Legacies on Wednesday.

Vanessa Page: Damn right we will.

"Classy" Bianca Page: I love it. All four of us with NFW championship gold around our waists.

Vanessa Page: I can’t wait for that. NFW gold around and our guys have signed with NFW.

"Classy" Bianca Page: Who says we can’t have it all?

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: Speak for yourselves…

Vanessa Page: Don’t be jealous…

"Classy" Bianca Page: Don’t blame us, Danielle, that your boyfriend took his driving test on a dinosaur.

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: Stop it! Darian is not that old.

Vanessa Page: Relax, Dani, we are only kidding.

"Diamond Princess" Danielle Page: Whatever! You two are making jokes while we have business to handle. I am going to handle that trashy inferior Utami Takahashi.

Vanessa Page: We know you will. We will make her regret her foolish meddling in trying to prevent Rylie from joining us in the Influencers.

"Classy" Bianca Page: Exactly! Then B and I will go out and make Damon realize that I am the standard of Trauma. Not him. Now don’t get me wrong. I like Travis and he is one of William’s closest friends. This is merely business and Travis is just in B’s way. So business is what we will handle tonight and on Wednesday when we both walk out of Rise of Legends as champions.
Coming back from the last segment, we get a shot of the ring where there is now a table set-up, two microphones resting on it, and two office chairs on either side. All eyes turn to the stage as the royal trumpets blare followed by ‘Hella Good’ by No Doubt. Out first is Simple Simon, dressed to the nines in an impressive suit. He glances around and scowls at the scorn his Queen is getting, before turning to watch her majesty herself, Bianca Davis strutting out of the back. Right behind her comes Tasha Jackson, and the trio stop at the top of the ramp to allow Davis some time to pose regally. Finally Bianca makes her way down to the ring, avoiding letting any fans touch her or her robe, as she reaches the ring and steps slightly aside to let Simon up first, Simon parking himself on the middle rope and pushing up the top rope so Bianca and Tasha can easily climb into the ring. Both Bianca and Tash make their way across the ring as Simon slips hopping off the middle rope but quickly scrambles to his feet and shuffles over to pull out the chair allowing Davis to sit down. The Malibu Queen has a smile stretching her lips as she picks up a microphone and slowly starts to raise it.

Queen Bianca Davis: Greetings Peasants! It is I, your Que—

Davis barely even gets a chance to speak though as her microphone is cut off and the lights dim as ‘Through the Fire and the Flames’ bursts from the PA system! This time the crowd reacts warmly, not just for the pillars of flame on either side of the stage, as ‘The Dragon’ Travis Levitt jogs out from the back, his NFW Genesis Championship in hand! The Dragon runs to one side of the stage to pose amid some cheers, and then runs to the other side and does the same. Travis finally comes back to the center of the stage, leaning down to rest his knuckles on the cold steel, staring down for a quiet moment before he bursts upto his feet, throwing his belt high in the air and basking in the love from the crowd.

Looking down in the ring, Travis’ eyes flicker from Bianca seated to Tashe standing behind her cracking her knuckles, and then to Simon who has retreated to a corner. Glancing left and right, Travis gives a gentle shrug and then slowly turns and looks towards the entryway, holding out a hand and after a moment's pause, from the back out steps Darcy Graves! The crowd cheer loudly at that, as Darcy confidently strolls out holding a contract in her hands, and then stopping beside Travis. The two share a look before she hands over the contract and then steps ahead of Travis and starts to strut down the ramp, Travis walking right behind her. Travis and Darcy climb the stairs, with Travis sitting on the middle rope like a gentleman to allow Darcy to climb in. The moment Darcy is in the ring, Tasha goes to take a step forward, but Bianca holds up a hand with a glare at Travis.

Queen Bianca Davis: What is the meaning of this, Dragon? There was never any talk of her being here.

Travis reaches the table, setting the contract down and his championship on the table, before he picks up his own microphone. Looking at Bianca’s angry glare, Travis gestures across to Tasha and Simon.

Travis Levitt: You bought your friends, Davis. And I bought mine. Now, to avoid the inevitable, Darcy will willingly step out of the ring and stay ringside just so long as Tasha and Simon do the same?

There’s a pause for a moment, Bianca giving Dacy a small glare while the Reaper has not taken her eyes off Tasha since the moment she climbed into the ring. Travis finishes sitting himself at the table, looking over at Bianca and then sighing. Rapping his fingers on the table to get her attention Travis raises his microphone.

Travis Levitt: This is between us, Davis. They don’t need to be here. We’ve got business to do, and you’re just wasting time.

Bianca glares at Travis for a long moment but then she finally turns and gives a small nod to Jackson who backs up to the ropes, and then steps between them and drops to ringside. Simon follows her, and Travis turns to reach out for a fistbump with Darcy who turns and drops down, rolling from the ring and settling herself at ringside, with the camera now turning back to Travis and Bianca in the ring once more.

Queen Bianca Davis: Well then, now that its just us, shall we get to business?

Travis Levitt: In a minute. See Davis, I want you to savour this feeling. This loneliness. It’s just you and me in the ring right now. Just like its going to be just you and me in that cage at Rise of Legends II. I’ve waited a long time to get you alone in this ring, and I plan to savour every moment.

Queen Bianca Davis: Everyone wants a moment in the Queen’s presence. I’m sorry that your peasant ass is so obsessed with me, but that's not my fault. You just need to face the facts, Travis. I’m better than you, smarter than you, and more powerful than you can even believe. I am your Queen, and at Rise Of Legends II, I will make you bow to me, right after I take your title. A title that should have ALWAYS been mine.

The crowd is jeering at the Queen’s words but Travis is just staring at her, letting Davis have her moment before he slowly raises the microphone again.

Travis Levitt: I can see it, Bianca. Even as you talk right now, I can still picture it. That fear in your eyes. That it's slowly dawning on you, that at Rise Of Legends II right here in the Colosseum, they're going to lower down sixteen feet of steel, and lock you inside with me. And all those times you’ve cheap shotted me, talked your shit, ran me down…..I’m going to have them running on a loop through my mind. And I’m going to bounce that pretty face of yours off the steel again and again and ag—

Queen Bianca Davis: ENOUGH! I have had it with your prattle and your threats, peasant! I am NOT scared of you and I NEVER will be. Let's just sign that contract and make it official.

There’s a moment's pause as the two share a glare before Travis reaches over and pulls across the contract. Patting it once, he looks at Davis and slowly raises the microphone in his hand again.

Travis Levitt: Here it is, Bianca. The contract. An official document that cements our title match. Now, I’ve had your lawyers on the phone to mine a lot this past week, cementing the details but we finally reached an equitable deal. And now, all it needs is your signature and its official.

Flipping it open, he flips the pages of the contract to the last page, before spinning it to face Davis. Davis barely glances at the contract before she signs it, and slams the contract closed and pushing up to her feet.

Queen Bianca Davis: There. It's done. And now I’ll see you at Ri—

Travis Levitt: We’re not done, Davis.

Those simple words bring a shocked look to Bianca’s face as Trabis pushes up slowly, raising his microphone, and grabbing his title belt with his other hand, flipping it up and over his shoulder. He stares at Davis with a slowly growing smirk as he speaks.

Travis Levitt: You know the biggest difference between you and me, Bianca? Respect. I respect this business. I respect my friends. I respect my title. And it's that respect, that you hate so much. That you call me a chump for liking. You don’t respect anyone. And you don’t have anyone’s respect. It's what makes it so easy to play you. See, you signed that contract without even looking at it. Because your lawyer’s told you it was fine to do so. What they didn’t tell you is a couple of extra clauses I had added in. And they weren’t allowed to tell you, or those clauses would be REVOKED. Thats what your money buys, Davis. NO Loyalty and NO Respect. But what it HAS bought you, is a couple of bonus clauses. First off, the loser of this match gets NO rematch. None. It's your one shot, Davis. And WHEN you lose your whining bitch ASS can NEVER face me again for MY NFW GENESIS CHAMPIONSHIP!

Bianca’s face falls at that, turning in stunned shock to look out at Tasha and Simon and then back at Travis who steps a few paces back with a grin, adjusting the title on his shoulder again with a wicked smirk.

Travis Levitt: And SECONDLY, that any and ALL New Frontier Wrestling contracted personnel, be they wrestler, manager, valet or WHOMEVER. If they are even so much as SEEN at ringside then they will be FIRED immediately! This is YOU versus ME, Davis. The Dragon versus The Queen inside sixteen feet of steel and only ONE WAY to win, and that's to drag your beaten bloodied broken body OUT OF THE CAGE before I do. You have NO hope, NO chance, and after Rise of the Legends II, you will have NO WAY of getting a rematch. Face the facts Davis, in just THREE days, I will BURN YOUR ASS DOWN!

And with that Travis spikes the microphone to a HUGE roar and throws his title high in the air, staring daggers at the still stunned and shook Davis. The Queen finally seems to look worried as she looks out at Simon and Tasha, and then back to Travis. The Dragon smiles and backs up, turning to climb from the ring, and NOW Davis strikes, waving Tasha Jackson in and the Queen’s muscle slides in and charges Travis, but is taken damn near out of her boots by a flying Reaper springboard clothesline! Graves moved like lightning and Travis barely has a chance to turn around before Davis is dashing from the ring to ringside and hiding behind Simon. There’s no hiding for Tasha though as Darcy mounts her and fires off some stiff right hands. Travis looks out at Davis as she makes it to the ramp, and then turns to Tasha and grins. Calling out to Darcy, he beckons her to pull Tasha up, and Darcy obliges, dragging Tasha up and getting her set up on wobbly feet before stepping aside as Travis charges n and absolutely DROPS Tasha Jackson with his RESURRECTION KICK!

The Vlad Memorial Coliseum is going unglued at finally seeing Tasha get some of her own comeuppance, but as Travis kips up, he turns to see Davis and Simon on the stage, and then looks down at the table and smiles. Walking over to Darcy, he points to the top rope and Graves just grins move, heading for higher ground while Travis repositions the table, tossing the chairs from the ring, and then dragging Tasha up and laying her on the table. Travis now backs away, pointing right up at Graves who poses and then sets sail, leaping backwards and crashing herself right through Tasha Jackson and the wood with a GRAVE DIGGER!

Tasha is absolutely out COLD and Travis picks up his title, and helps Darcy up, before climbing to the middle turnbuckle, and throwing up his title to a huge roar, while behind him Darcy Graves has a menacing grin on her face, having finally gotten some payback for her title shot being stolen just a few weeks ago, and we fade out to the next segment on Travis and Darcy posing in the ring above the broken Tasha while Bianca Davis and Simon stand on the stage, staring at the carnage.
Stefan Robinson had just made it backstage after his match when Lila Divata came up to him, a microphone in hand. James Michael Robinson had paused to wait for him but was still a few steps ahead of him when the interviewer caught up with the pair. Stefan still had the defeated look on his face and let out a small sigh.

Lila Divata: Guys, do you think I could get a word about what just happened out there?

James Michael Robinson: I’ve got a word for you…WEAK! Jessie is weak, and she just proved it. If she wanted to get at me, she could have forced herself around Stefan to do so.

Lila Divata: Well…what about what you did before Jessie came out?

James scoffed and rolled his eyes before starting to walk away. Over his shoulder, he called back with an answer.

James Michael Robinson: Those idiots don’t deserve to see Stefan wrestle!

Running a hand through his face, Stefan let out a slightly frustrated sigh. This caused Lila to turn her attention to the man who had just lost the match.

Lila Divata: Stefan, do you have any comments on what just transpired out there?

Stefan Robinson: James was doing what he thought was best. His methods aren’t for everyone, but he has them for a reason.

Stefan ran a hand through his hair, glancing off in the direction that his husband went before looking back at the camera and continuing.

Stefan Robinson: I’m sorry to Ailyn for not being able to give the match a proper finish, but I know James had his reasons for getting involved…whatever they may be. As far as Jessie and James…well, that’s between them. But I won’t be idle and let him get hurt. That’s not who I am, no matter who it involves.

Stefan shook his head, glancing back towards the entrance stage/ramp area before looking back at Lila one last time.

Stefan Robinson: Now if you’ll excuse me, Lila, I’m going to go catch up with James. It’s been a night.

Lila simply nodded before Stefan gave her a small smile, jogging off to catch up with James.

The camera opens on the parking lot once again to find Ashley Kenyon walking to the building with her duffel bag. As she arrives at the door, security stops her right there.

Security Officer: We’ve been instructed to inform you that Miss Mitchell will not be here tonight. She is not in the building and we’ve been ordered to not let her inside if she arrives.

Ashley just stands there staring at him.

Ashley Kenyon: Right, so I’m basically just here so I don’t get fined for missing work?

Security Officer: I wouldn’t know about that, Ma’am, just that I was told to inform you of the situation and make sure there is no further contact between you tonight.

Ashley nods.

Ashley Kenyon: Ok, thank you for informing me. Can I go inside now?

The officer steps aside and she enters the building.

Ashley Kenyon: Thank you…
Backstage, Les Osties de Bucherons are watching a monitor when they notice a camera crew going by, who stops and sets up in front of them.

Mathieu Dupuis: Eh, watchu doin, hein?

Interviewer (off-camera): I wanted to ask you about your debut tonight against The Brooke Collective.

Johnny Guilbeault looks like he’s trying to stop himself from throwing up, and Ti-Poof rubs Johnny’s back, then puts his hands up to keep the other two at bay.

Ti-Poof: Listen, I’m not sure where this Collective came from, what lab, I swear Dr. Frankenstein is real! DAMN they’s ugly! There’s that one… girl I think she is? Jacy Dayne? She’s almost as ugly as that chick Mat hooked up with a few years back…

As Ti-Poof is laughing as he faces Johnny, Johnny has a stern face, trying to stop Ti-Poof from continuing the story. From the left of them, a sitting Mathieu shakes his head.

Mathieu Dupuis: Je l'ai même mariée, tabarnak! (I even married her, for fuck’s sake)

Johnny Guilbeault: Ouin, mais, tu l'as divorcée too. (Yeah but you also divorced her)

Ti-Poof: Sorry about that, ask your questions.

Interviewer (off-camera): Well, first of all, welcome to NFW. Second, have you had time to get a feel for the company and its fans?

Ti-Poof: Oh yeah, we were here last show, sitting in the crowd. We wanted a fan’s perspective and we’ve talked about what we wanted to do and we’re looking forward to getting started tonight.

From outside the room, the theme song of Les Osties begins. Guilbeault and Dupuis slap each other in the chest then smack Ti-Poof on the back before looking at the interviewer.

Johnny Guilbeault: Ôte toi de notre chemin! C’est temps d'aller travailler. (Get out of our way! It’s time to go to work.)
The scene opens backstage in the interview area. There is no interviewer present... only Abigail Lindsay who is wearing blue jeans, a “Behold The Kingdom” black t-shirt. The crowd cheers upon laying their eyes on her.

Abigail Lindsay: “I was sitting in the back with my girls Jasmine and Steph talking over strategy for our match against The Phantom Menace-- ”

She giggles, catching her “mistake.” She rests her hand over her heart.

Abigail Lindsay: “-- right, Phantom Troupe. My not so apologies. Anywho... Steven Brody strolled down to the ring with an extra pep in his step. In an announcement that shocked everyone, including lil ole me, he announced that I, Abigail Lindsay, will be challenging The Voodoo Witch for the Event Horizon Championship. All lil ole me could think was, this wasn’t part of the plan.”

“The plan was for me, Jasmine and Steph to rule Trauma with an iron fist. Become Trios Champions. Regulators were supposed to get their rematch against Thicc Attack. Tag championships, Trios Championships, all hail The Kingdom, this Alliance concept tossed a wrench into the plan. Heck, lil ole me wasn’t expecting to challenge for a singles championship anytime soon, but here we are, nothing going according to plan. Irony is, I love chaos. The Event Horizon Championship is predicated on chaos, what other championship affords the opportunity for a third combustible element to interject themselves at any given moment... which brings me to you Christopher.”

Abigail tilts her head to the side. She points at the camera.

Abigail Lindsay: “I don’t know what kinda lovers quarrel you have with Tanja. You two are connected by previous history. Normally I wouldn’t concern myself with the affairs of others BUT... but... you are the possible third element that could shake up the foundation of my championship opportunity. Only fair to address the elephant in the room.”

“No, this isn’t me threatening you to stay away from my opportunity, this is pro wrasslin, who responds well to threats, us wrasslers have pretty big egos, don’t worry, I have no intention of telling you to stay in the back. Quite the contrary. As you are well aware, the Event Horizon Championship begins as a singles match, at any point, anyone in the back can make their way down to the ring, declare their intent to join, making it a triple threat match.”

Abigail holds up three fingers.

Abigail Lindsay: “I can imagine you saying ‘I’d rather face Tanja one-on-one.’ Makes sense. You two are having a lovers quarrel, focusing one thousand percent on her is something you desire; am I right? Think about it for a second, even if Tanja beats me, she would STILL be Event Horizon Champion. Which means the stipulation attached to the championship would still exist, which means the possibility for an interloper to get in the middle of your affair.”

“What I am offering you, Mr Matthews, is the option to control what is going to happen. At least with me, you will have an opportunity to scout what I am about. You will be able to conduct the necessary research. If you challenge Tanja for the championship at a later date, you wouldn’t know who the possible third person could be, why potentially walk into the unknown when you clearly know it will be me and Tanja sharing the same ring at Rise of Legends. You sir would have the advantage. This is your best shot to get exactly what you want with any clear certainty.”

Abigail taps her head.

Abigail Lindsay: “As long as the Event Horizon Championship is at play Christoper, you will always be susceptible to the one element you can’t control. Chaos. Spoiler alert, no one loves chaos in this company more than little ole me.”

“Tanja. I haven’t forgotten about you. I’ll say what I need to on the 28th. For now, Ta-ta...”

Abigail blows a kiss at the camera. She skips off away as the scene fades to black.
Backstage at the Vlad Blackheart Colosseum, the atmosphere is heavy with disappointment as "The Enchanting Bunny" Utami Takahashi, wearing her signature bunny ears, addresses the camera. The frustration is evident in her eyes after being cheated out of a win, and the usually upbeat demeanor is replaced by a determined expression.

Utami Takahashi: (sighs) Another match, another opportunity for magic, stolen away by deceit. Danielle Page, you thought you could cast shadows over my enchantment, but I won't let it fade into darkness. (narrows her eyes) Cheating may give you temporary victories, but it won't break this bunny's spirit.

The camera captures the resilience in Utami's gaze as she recounts her recent challenges.

Utami Takahashi: 0-3. Three battles, three encounters with darkness. Rylie Page, the Queen of Violence, and Ailyn Darrington, the Silly Girl—both formidable in their own right. (smirks) Yet, here I stand, unbroken. The enchantment may have been tested, but it's time to reveal what lies beneath the whimsical exterior.

The enchanting facade begins to shift, and a more serious undertone takes hold.

Utami Takahashi: (whispers) The Enchanting Bunny is about to embrace a different dance—a dance with shadows, with darkness. Danielle, Rylie, Ailyn, you've seen the enchantment, but now it's time to face the hidden force within. (smiles) Get ready for a performance you won't forget.

As the camera fades, the bunny ears cast a mysterious silhouette, signaling the imminent transformation of "The Enchanting Bunny" Utami Takahashi into a darker, more unpredictable force within the wrestling realm.
Tanja never thought she would make an appearance again on Trauma since she was drafted to Collision not long into the New Year. She is seen in the back corner of the media area with the Event Horizon title resting on a stool while she was working on her laptop. She stopped working on the story for the go home episode of Trauma and sat in a proper posture.

Tanja Devereaux: It is nice to return to Trauma after we were drafted. It is also a shame that we could not get our reign as Event Horizon champion representing the brand we won it for as we made history as the first person of the blue brand winning it. Nevertheless, we will be a fighting champion and will go between the brands when called upon to defend the title..

The Cajun motioned to the Event Horizon title behind her as she adjusted her skirts and crossed her legs while sitting in the chair.

Tanja Devereaux: Do not think we have forgotten Chris Matthew’s comments and how he claims to be pure of heart as the White Ranger of NFW while cleansing Collision of evil. We are not as evil as he claims but only someone who has a different way of doing things and we deal in shades of gray, not shades of black and white as Chris does.

Tanja heard a ping from her laptop but she didn’t check what caused the notification as she pulled out a small talisman from the small pouch she was wearing around her neck.

Tanja Devereaux: Coming up to Rise Of Legends, we are having our first defense of the Event Horizon title against someone of our old brand of Abigail Lindsay. She has had a run so far and has made impressions in various places and she is walking into the PPV as a contender to our title. She may have the momentum but she will need to live up to the momentum and the hype while being in this title match during the PPV.

Tanja clutches the talisman and begins to chant quietly as she mentally prepares for next week before she checks her laptop.