NFW Trauma #148 - 05/04/2024!

The scene opens up backstage, where we can see a suited individual sat in a chair in front of the camera. The lights are off so we can only see a faint outline of whoever they are. We can also see next to them is an outline of someone else. The lights hit and we can see who they are. Nathaniel Ashford and his wife, Lindsey. Nathaniel sits up in his chair and looks around, before looking into the camera as he begins to speak.

Nathaniel Ashford: So… this feels like a long time coming, doesn’t it? I’m finally able to… properly… introduce myself to the masses. Nathaniel Ashford… and I am better than you. All of you… each and every single one of you in attendance wishes you could be me… while your girlfriends wish they could be with me. Unfortunately for them, however…

He gestures to the side, where his wife Lindsey is standing.

Nathaniel Ashford: I am taken, happily. Now… what might be my message going into my New Frontier debut? Well… that's actually quite simple. Glory. Gold. Championship Victories. Tournament Wins. I have put in the work, I have put in the hard yards. I will be the fastest rising star in New Frontier history. I don’t care how many people get put in my way, I will knock them down and move onto the next.

Nathaniel adjusts his suit as he continues to speak, a smirk ever present on his face as he stands up out of his chair and is joined at his side by his wife.

Nathaniel Ashford: And why am I so… certain… of my goal? You see… it’’s simple. It’s because I’m better than them… and I am absolutely better than you…

Nathaniel comes forward towards the camera, a smug look on his face.

Nathaniel Ashford: ...And you know it.

With that, Nathaniel walks out of frame, followed by Lindsey as the scene fades.


The camera cut to the backstage after the commercial break end and the cameraman walks around the hallway before the cameraman will entered some locker room where finally the camera revealing Ayu Megumi in her black tracksuit standing in front of the cameraman with a huge smile on her face as she waving her hand to the camera while the crowd in the arena watching her on the titantron as they giving a huge cheers to their fan favorite in Ayu Megumi. As before Ayu Megumi will sit on the bench and put the towel on her shoulder while she continues to look into the camera.

Ayu Megumi: Hello! Hello everyone! I'm Ayu Megumi! We met each other and hope everyone isn't bored yet! I'm very happy that I have a match with Hideo-kun tonight and of course not only am I happy but I'm also very excited because it's my first time facing Hideo-kun Of course I see Hideo-kun as an interesting opponent and I'm sure he'll be a strong opponent that will give me a tough time tonight, but I'm definitely prepared. already And I'm sure that with what I've prepared and my hard work, I'll be able to beat him. But I definitely won't underestimate Hideo-kun's abilities because from what I've seen of his matches, it has made me know how talented he is. I don't have much to give him except my respect and I'm definitely going to give him all I can tonight to beat him. And of course, this will be another path to prove myself. I want to go further than the past two years. I know that a career has its ups and downs but I think I've waited enough for the opportunity. Now my hunger and determination are back. And I will be the one chasing success myself. Of course, NFW United States Champion is just the beginning and I have been compared to others and looked down on a lot. And last year until this year I didn't have a very wonderful time. But I think this was another opportunity that came to me after I worked as hard as I could. I'm going to win tonight and use it as the starting point for my rise to the top of New Frontier Wrestling.

Ayu Megumi: But tonight it might be his. Or maybe tonight will be mine I have no way of knowing if my hard work will be enough to defeat Hideo-kun tonight, I can only really hope that victory will be mine. Because I believe I worked hard enough. Because I believe I have learned enough about my opponent. Because I believe in my own abilities And I believe this will be the match that gets me back on track. And I believe there are many fans who hope to see me succeed again. Of course, because I believe everything will go in my favor like tonight's match.

Ayu Megumi: Believe today, Shine tomorrow.

Ayu Megumi said before the camera zoom out wider as Ayu waving her hand to the camera with a huge positive reaction in response from the crowd in the arena before scene fading away.


Lila Divata was backstage in the Colosseum, walking down the hallway seemingly looking for someone. She peeked down another hall then motioned for the camera operator to follow her, taking off in a light jog to catch up to who she had found. When the camera turned the corner, none other than Miguel Ortiz came into view. The brooding man had an air of intimidation surrounding him as Lila approached him.

Lila Divata: Miguel! Could I get a word regarding your debut a few weeks ago and your match tonight?

Ortiz paused and turned to face Lila, a scowl on his face as he did. Lila swallowed hard but stood steadfast and determined as she looked up at the man’s face.

Miguel Ortiz: With the mood I’m in? You better be glad that I stopped instead of ignoring you.

Lila pursed her lips together, rolling her eyes a little before giving a small nod. She moved to stand a little closer in order to interview him though she kept an eye on him from the corner of her eye.

Lila Divata: Miguel, three weeks ago you attacked Stefan Robinson backstage then took his place in the match that he was scheduled to have. The one question that many of us have had is why?

Ortiz rolled his eyes at the mundane question from Lila. He crossed his arms and looked down at her before deciding to answer.

Miguel Ortiz: Why? Is that really the best you can come up with? I swear it’s the same bullshit from just about every single fucking interviewer. Why? I’ll fucking tell you why.

Miguel stood straight, a menacing gleam in his eyes as he did.

Miguel Ortiz: I signed a contract. I was ready to be in action, and it wasn’t happening soon enough. I decided to take matters into my own hands. That loser wasn’t going to go anywhere as it is, so I did him a favor in the long run of it all. I took him out before he could be any more of an embarrassment.

Miguel chuckled lowly, causing a little uneasiness in Lila, but she tried not to let it show. She cleared her throat and brought the microphone back to her lips.

Lila Divata: Right…well tonight you face Darcy Graves. Your thoughts on that?

Miguel Ortiz: Simple…I’m going to go out there and destroy her like I did to Robinson when I took him out backstage and whatever the fuck her name was when I took his match a few weeks ago.

Lila nodded briefly before raising the microphone once more.

Lila Divata: I won’t keep you much longer. Do you have any words for Darcy specifically?

Miguel Ortiz: At least you’re seemingly smart. As far as words for Darcy…sure, I’ve got some. Don’t come out there if you know what’s good for you. Tonight will not go well for you. A few weeks ago was just to give everyone a taste of what I can do…just in case the morons out there haven’t been paying attention to Zion in the time that I’ve been there.

With that, Miguel smirked and turned on his heel. The video cut out as he disappeared down the hallway and out of view.
Soon, the screen pops up, and the Influencer logo appears in bright pink lettering. This is followed by a word scroll that's soon spoken aloud.

Bianca’s Disembodied Voice The following has been paid for by the Influencers and the greatest, most popular, and most alluring Genesis Champion in the history of New Foundation Wrestling, your Queen Bianca Davis.

The fans groan in shared disgust as the video flashes the hashtag Bianca, which has spread throughout the week since the announcement of the Genesis title match. That is, cancel Darcy Graves, again with bright pink lettering. Before the screen goes away, one sees a person with a blocked-out face, obviously protecting their privacy as the voice soon speaks.

Voice 1: Darcy Graves is a bully, and a liar..

Then another voice soon comes on. This person looks like a slender young woman, but her face is blocked out again to protect her privacy.

Voice 2: Darcy Graves took my trophy I won from a bike race and smashed it on the ground when we were kids, and she has only gotten worse from there.

Voice 3: Darcy Graves has always been a troublemaker, even in school, often bullying other kids; I tried to put a stop it, but it was allowed to persist, and now it has gotten out of control.

Soon after the clips from the voices, the camera rests on the Genesis Champion herself, Bianca Davis. She is a vision of power and elegance, dressed in an extravagant red dress and black Christian Dior high-heel pumps. A giant gold crown, symbolizing her reign, rests on her head. On her shoulder is her Genesis championship, a testament to her skill and dedication. As the posh look regal, the Queen soon speaks directly to the camera.

Bianca Davis Those are just a few testimonials on the abhorrent actions of Darcy Graves over the years, just a few; there are so many more see when I said cancel Darcy Graves it isn’t just because what you did interrupting the Duchess’s birthday party or your constant meddling in my affairs, or you begging for handout title shots against me, no it is because your actions in life warrant such a thing and as the Influencer I am, I am using my social media clout to show the world the real Darcy Graves. The disgusting bottom-feeding worm you truly are, and why you are unfit to carry this belt on my shoulder.

The fans boo these inflammatory statements from the Malibu native and soon snap her fingers, yelling loudly in a nasty tone. Clearly, despite her posh exterior, her inner meanness always managed to come to the surface.

Bianca Davis Champagne now, addressing these comenoris making me thirsty!

Soon, an unknown staff member of Bianca comes into view with a tray. She speaks clearly and directly toward them as he hands her a glass of champagne.

Bianca Davis By the stem, I want to see my perfect reflection, and last time I checked, were not in front of those boars in Chicago.

The fans boo that statement naturally as the staff member soon hands the Queen her glass; she takes a long sip of it, soaking in the flavor and the aroma of the beverage, and after a few moments, she places it down before shooing away the staff member without a single thank you.

Bianca Davis Now onto the disgusting human known as Darcy, now having dealt with your father and beating him, in the center of the ring one, two and three proving my superiority over the Graves family, but this canceling is your families own good and yours because after you fail and fall before me at Manifest Dynasty, you can do more fitting things with your time like, get a job at Walmart, or fast food you are much more qualified for those positions then being my number one contender, you gave Travis a good match but let's be honest I am in a whole nother league compared to him.

Bianca smiles brightly, maintaining the million-dollar smile as if she’s a philanthropist, though the fans want none of it and give her a highly negative reaction. The California native speaks in her trademark posh, obnoxious tone.

Bianca Davis Now, this whole movement has been picking up momentum all over tik tok, all over Twitch, X, you name it many are joining the movement to hashtag Cancel Darcy Graves and to quit making her a thing. Now being released onto the NFW shop are brand new Cancel Darcy Graves t-shirts, and trust me, they are so lovely. I mean, they won’t fix your broken looks, but by wearing it you would be supporting a great cause, and that is more than enough, after all do you want more Darcy Graves running around? I think not! But I know what all of you want to do and that is to worship ME!

Bianca does her trademark wave, soaking in the “adulation” in her mind of the people watching, as her regal smile graces the camera before the paid announcement ends, with the words in pink being read by Bianca’s voice.

Bianca Davis’s disembodied voice The preceding announcement has been paid for by the Influencers and the greatest, most popular, and most alluring Genesis Champion in the history of New Foundation Wrestling, your Queen Bianca Davis.

Backstage at the Vlad Blackheart Colosseum. Jericho walked with Kaydence hand in hand. Valereigh trailing.

Jericho: What the fuck are you wearing?

Deedray is in gear obviously inspired by slave Leia.

Deedray: Like it? I wanna see those two losers get so bricked up they cant fight.

Jericho: Oh my God.

Deedray: Hey you two got the muscles. I got the beauty.

Kaydence: Nothing wrong with a little bit of chaos, right?

Kaydence smiles.

Kaydence: What’s even better than a little bit of chaos is there aren’t many obstacles left between us and the Alliance Championships. All you guys need to do is win tonight. Do so in efficient fashion. Did that sound corny?

Deedray: See? Kaydence gets it. Whats mpre efficient than a distraction?

Jericho: I just dont even know. Look youre just as powerful as Val and me. We know it. You've proved it. We don't need memes to get attention.

Deedray: Hold that thought.

Deedray grabs a couple lightsabers. Valereigh groans.

Valereigh: This is a nightmare.

Kaydence: I disagree. This is going to be soooooo cool!

Jericho: Fine lets wave these around.

Deedray: You have to hold the red one bro.

Jericho: Why?

Deedray: Just trust me, a little taste of this and we got Efficiency down.

Valereigh: I feel like this reignites Marin vs San Francisco again.

Jericho: You know what? Give me red. Well scare them out of the ring for that.

Kaydence: This is going to be so much fun. Can’t wait! Lets rock!

Fade.
Backstage, Stephanie Kenyon comes across her cousin, Ashley Kenyon, and nod to her.

Stephanie Kenyon: Ash.

Ashley Kenyon: Wildcat…

Seeing the look in her cousin’s eyes, Stephanie decides not to push it too much.

Stephanie Kenyon: So…

Ashley shrugs.

Ashley Kenyon: What are we gonna do now after Tuesday?

Stephanie nods and Ashley shrugs again.

Ashley Kenyon: I don’t know yet. Me and Stace are waitin’ to hear back from Eav to see what she thinks after Sorsh had her moment.

Stephanie nods again, still looking confused and unsure.

Stephanie Kenyon: What was that?

Ashley sighs.

Ashley Kenyon: It was a flashback. Somebody knew it would trigger her and it worked.

Stephanie frowns.

Stephanie Kenyon: So, Sedition…

Ashley shakes her head firmly.

Ashley Kenyon: No, Miss Apocalyptic Fury just took advantage and let her two equally clueless buddies come along for the ride. They wouldn’t really have known to do that but…

Ashley allows herself a small smile.

Ashley Kenyon: Don’t worry, we’ll figure out who in good time.

Stephanie nods.

Stephanie Kenyon: And SR?

Ashley shrugs.

Ashley Kenyon: We’ll take stock and think that out too.

Stephanie nods and embraces her cousin.

Stephanie Kenyon: I love you, Ash. Be careful.

Ashley can’t help but laugh at the irony.

Ashley Kenyon: Don’t worry, Wildcat, I will.
”There’s a reason that no one has asked me whether or not I intend to call this match down the middle.”

The voice can only belong to Damon Cross, and immediately there’s some dissent from the Trauma faithful. Standing in a mostly-darkened room, save for some candlelight, we note his usual table, complete with book, apple, and all else. But it is an ornate mirror, wrought iron from the looks of it, that has the Godkiller’s attention.

That and his own reflection, of course. And he watches the camera through this.

Damon Cross: They also don’t ask the question of whether a partner can trust me. Or whether any professed respect is legitimate. Because when it comes to the Godkiller, Travis? There’s never a reason to question his honesty or his honor. Can you say the same?

The champion chuckles calmly. The title? It’s draped around the corner of a mirror. And the Godkiller himself? He’s seeing how the referee’s shirt, with the #CrossAeternum logo instead of the NFW logo, suits him. Sleeveless, of course.

Damon Cross: You’re the one under scrutiny, not me. This match?

Adjusting the collar, Damon averts his gaze through his reflection to the camera.

Damon Cross: It reeks of desperation. Hating that doesn’t make it less true, either.

Turning from the mirror, taking down the title in the process, the Godkiller drapes it over his shoulder.

Damon Cross: Why, Travis? Do you think there’s something magical about the path I took to reach this point? Does fighting the same opponents as myself create some manner of pugilistic alchemy that will result in a winning formula when you finally come for this?

He pats the belt lightly, reverently.

Damon Cross: Or… are you just that bereft of imagination? Are you that devoid of self-awareness? I see this for what it is, Travis: you want to be me. And that? That is your fatal mistake.

Any semblance of amusement is gone.

Damon Cross: There will never be another Damon Cross, nor should there be. You shouldn’t be interested in trying to be me for more than one reason which I won’t bother to illuminate here. You should instead be focused on being the first Travis Levitt. But… you’re not. And now it’s too late to back off. You’ve chosen this road, and all others are lost to you. You know what awaits at the end, but you delude yourself into thinking that you have it all figured out, looking through rose-colored glasses while every single step waves a red flag at you as though you were a blind bull stomping along, ignorant and content.

He shakes his head a little.

Damon Cross: That’s the thing about rose-colored glasses, Travis: when you wear those? All the red flags just look like flags.

Picking up the apple, Damon takes a bite and chews thoughtfully before swallowing, gesturing with the fruit towards the camera.

Damon Cross: You can be buried with each and every one at the end, little lizard. So that you never forget again. Tonight, though, let’s see if you can break the Unbreakable… you know, since I cracked the hell out of her three times already. Even you should be able to handle what’s left. Maybe.

Another bite is taken, swallowed, and the rest of the apple is put aside as Damon moves out of sight, heading to the ring.

Damon Cross: Cross Aeternum.

Fade out.