NFW Collision #209!

Collision cold opens with General Manager, Jessica Clarkson-Morian standing in her office in her full business woman’s suit. A firm expression rests on her face at first but she manages the tiniest of smiles when she knows the camera is rolling.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Good evening, Chicago. I hope ya’ll are having a fine day so far and looking forward to tonight’s show. I won’t take up too much of your time but I wanted to get a few pieces of news out regarding the near future of Tuesday Night’s brand. First and foremost…

Jessica takes a deep breath and sighs softly before she continues.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Following last week’s incident involving Killian Oliver and our beloved CEO, Mr. Steven Brody, I can promise ya’ll that Mr. Brody sustained no serious injuries and is doing just fine in a physical sense. However, as General Manager of Collision, it’s my responsibility to deal out just repercussions and while I’ve been instructed to not terminate Mr. Killian’s employment here at NFW, I will be issuing a suspension of thirty days. Unpaid.

There’s a stir through the crowd as Jessica adjusts her posture and folds her hands in front of her.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Physical provocation against non-combative NFW staff cannot and will not go unpunished and I hope that Mr. Killian learns a valuable lesson from this as next time…repercussions will be more severe.

She clears her throat some.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: To add to note, as ya'll may or may not be aware, last year, New Frontier Wrestling celebrated this country's independence with last year's Brawl of America in Bloomington, Minnesota. Well, on behalf of Mr. Steven Brody, allow me to be the first to announce, this year, July 4th, we will be returning to Bloomington's Mall of America for Brawl of America II, where myself and Ms. LeeAnn Viskan will be hosting the Wildcard Ladder Match. Each of us will be selecting three members of our rosters to participate in the match wherein the winner will become the holder of the Wildcard Contract Briefcase. I've decided, tonight, that the first entry for Collision will be the winner between Tanja Devereaux and Kasumi Kaneko, later tonight.

The crowd cheers at the announcement, excited at the concept of another Wildcard holder.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Moving on then, regarding the World Championship situation, I’ve decided to move forward with granting Chris Matthews his desire as a token of appreciation for his hard work ethic in the ring. Therefore, at Reckoning Day on June 25th, it will be Chris Matthews challenging Jessi Ozborne to the NFW World Championship in the main event.

There’s a pop from the audience now, knowing they have quite the match to look forward to!

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: That said, speaking of main events, I’m going to announce next week’s main event for our 210th episode. We will have a tag team match. The teams will be Chris Matthews versus Jessi Ozborne, each with a team mate of their choice from their respective factions, the Queens of Chaos and the Wolves of Odinn. I thank ya’ll for your time as fans of our great company and hope you enjoy tonight’s show. Without further adieu…welcome to Tuesday Night Collision…

She holds her place as the camera fades into the intro reel.
A singular voice and piano fills the arena. On the tron, dozens of hands holding candles can be seen.


As ‘Use My Voice’ really kicks in with the rest of the band, a band of spotlights move to a point at the entry. Eavan Maloney walks out to a favorable reaction, punching her head as she smiles.


As the song goes to chorus, on the tron stands all of Eavan's 'girls' from the Krigarakemin singing along to the song, as American Murder Log plays the tune. Eavan turns around and watches, blowing a kiss to the tron before walking to the ring. As she claps hands with fans who engage, she steps through the ropes and continues to watch the tron with a smile on her face like a proud mother.

Eavan Maloney: This past Saturday at Manifest Destiny, Mayhem 2.0 defeated Sedition Rising to become the new Alliance Champions…

The crowd starts to cheer and Eavan tries to calm the crowd back down.

Eavan Maloney: By all means, they deserve all the congratulations they get. It’s just… I wish I was in this ring to do it myself. See, Adrianna thought she removed the biggest threat the last time and put me on the shelf. She didn’t think far enough ahead that perhaps we had a Plan B. Bruiser. Now here’s the part where yous can boo. Ash? Stacy? Becca? Defend those titles for Rynn, for Shonn, for Saorise. I need to prove myself all over again. I can’t be the fifth wheel. I need to know I can still win a championship on my own power, and damned if I want the title that is STILL rightfully mine. The Silver Mountain Championship.

The crowd reaction is mixed but Eavan is non-plussed by this. She shrugs as she looks directly into the camera.

Eavan Maloney: Priscilla White. Watch what I do to Austin Ramsey. It’ll be but a preview to what awaits you.
The scene opens backstage. Devyn Mitchell is standing in the middle. Standing to her right is Diamond Caldwell. Standing to the left of Devyn is one of the Queen’s of Chaos, Jordan Majors.
Devyn turns to Diamond.

Devyn Mitchell: No one expected you to jump Trixie Decker in the parking lot last week. Clearly thing are far from over between you two.

Diamond Caldwell: Ascension wasn’t the best night of my career. Trixie beat me. Fair play. I was prepared to move on. I saw the Silver Mountain, number contenders battle royal as a chance to do just that. Trixie wouldn’t allow that. She came back into the ring AFTER I eliminated her. And she had the nerve to tell me last week “are we going to do this shit forever...”

Diamond turns to the camera. She sneers.

Diamond Caldwell: Dumb bitch, what did you expect? You illegally eliminated ME from a battle royal I fairly eliminated you in? What was I supposed to do? Turn the other cheek? Pretend your crime didn’t happen? Especially after you mocked me on X with that crying gif after I expressed how much I hate you. Of course, Trixie Decker is the biggest hypocrite in all the land. Here’s the difference between us Decker. When I cost you a chance to contend for the Perseverance Championship again, I fully expected you to come after me. And you did, just like I wanted you too. Did you turn the other cheek? No. Did you forgive and forget? No. Whining about us doing this forever, just like you. All this could have been avoided if you walked to the back little good little girl. Instead, we’re here. Again. Battling until possibly the end of time. Who knows. Rest assured Trixie, I’m as tired of you as you are of me, all this will come to an end. Soon. I promise. When I put you down, bitch!

Devyn nods. She turns to Jordan.

Devyn Mitchell: Trixie won’t be alone tonight, the newest recruit of The Wolves of Odinn is a woman you share history with, Jordan. Any thoughts on Kaya Parker?

Jordan Majors: Honestly, Dev. I don’t know what Kaya is doing at this point. How many times can one person get themselves in the position to be kicked in the face by the people they turned their back on? We could right chapters about what happens when you turn your back on the Queens of Chaos. Who has that ever worked out for?

Devyn Mitchell: It hasn’t worked out for Kaya so far. This is the first time you and Diamond have teamed up. Relations between Diamond and The Queens have been going well as of late. How cohesive of a team will you two make against, in fairness, another first time ever pairing?

Jordan looks over at Diamond and shoots her a grin.

Jordan Majors: I haven’t had a single problem with this girl in years. We just talked a few weeks back about that. Remember, D? You and I at that Invasion show? I came out of that with nothing but respect for this girl right here. Kaya is always looking for the next thing to hitch her wagon to. It’s never worked for her. I think Diamond and I will be a formidable force. We worked together for a minute in that battle royale. I’m confident in us.

Diamond Caldwell: We got this.

Diamond and Jordan fist bump. They walk off camera together as the scene fades to black.
The scene opens on the arena’s roof where Trixie Decker is meeting with Kaya Parker. Trixie sits on the edge of the roof, her legs dangling off.

Trixie Decker: Are ya excited, Kaya? Our first time teaming up together. It’ll be a pleasure to spill blood at your side.

Kaya smiled as she came and sat down next to her. She brushed the orange hair out of her face. She tossed a rose over the edge.

”the Poisoned Rose” Kaya Parker: Dracarys

As the flower falls it bursts into a green flame at first then goes out. Kaya laughed as she looked at it falling.

”the Poisoned Rose” Kaya Parker:Ah, indeed! The prospect of shedding first blood for the Wolves of Odin stirs a primal thrill within me. Yet, sorrow lingers for the abrupt departure from her tender embrace. Alas, Ruslan, in his infinite wisdom, proclaimed it necessary for my ascension. Thus, I trust in his grand design, embracing the path laid before me, despite the shadows of sadness that trail in my wake.

Trixie listens to all of this, pondering everything Kaya has said. After a moment of silence, she speaks.

Trixie Decker: I’m not sure I have the education level to be doing spoken segments with you because most of my vocabulary is how to say, ‘fuck’ in different languages.

Trixie’s eyes follow where the flaming rose went before speaking again.

Trixie Decker: Now, we’re facing Jordan Majors, who I respect, and Diamond Caldwell - who I am convinced NFW management wants me to date or something because it feels like they keep pushing up together hoping for some meet-cute garbage to happen.

Trixie rolls her eyes at the thought.

Trixie Decker: That being said, I will begrudgingly admit that Diamond is a competent wrestler. She can hold her own with most anyone. And Jordan is a great fighter. I don’t like lying for the sake of grandstanding. They could be formidable, especially if they had a history of tagging together. But we are as well… and we have something they don’t.

Trixie leans towards the camera, smiling a toothy smile. Blood coats her teeth.

Trixie Decker: We’re feral pack hunters. And we care more about hurting someone than anyone else. And right now, you two smell a lot like prey.

Kaya laughed at her as she heard what she had said. Kaya then nods as she reached into her jacket holding two roses in her hand. She squeezes down on one drawing blood from her hand letting it fall off the edge.

”the Poisoned Rose” Kaya Parker: Oh, do you find my words so outlandish? Once, I too dwelled in the realm of normalcy, yet now the veil has lifted, revealing the truth in its stark, chaotic splendor. The Queens of Chaos, though remnants of my past, forever intertwine with my destiny. As for Diamond, she shall soon comprehend that our initial clash is but the prelude to many encounters yet to come. The gifts I bear, marked by destiny and mystique, shall soon be bestowed upon them, ushering in a new era of reckoning!

Kaya laughed as she looked over at Trixie. Handing her one of the roses then she looked down at ground below.

”the Poisoned Rose” Kaya Parker: Ah, yes, we must be ever prepared! At your command, with but a single utterance, the enchanted rose shall unleash its power, liberating us from the shackles of our earthly bonds. Speak the word, and behold as the petals unfurl, heralding our transcendence into realms uncharted and wonders untold!

Trixie, receiving the rose, blushes brightly. She has obviously become flustered by Kaya’s gorgeous words.

Trixie Decker: You certainly know how to make a girl feel like a Disney princess, Kaya.

Trixie looks down at the rose, then gives another red-drenched smile.

Trixie Decker: Cry havoc and let loose the Wolves of War.

Trixie watches intently, waiting for the rose to open up. Kaya smirked as she looked over at her. As she focused on her own rose.

Suddenly, both roses burst open and release a burst of green fire that overtakes the scene. When it clears up, neither woman is seen. Only burning rose petals remain as the scene fades to black.
Cameras were located not at the arena this week but at the Portland International Raceway road course track in Portland, Oregon, via titantron. This was mostly because he had to be there early for the double race duties he was doing this weekend, but at the same time, he did need to address Jason Shade as well. He looks dead set at the cameras with trees in the background, sitting on the grandstand seats where the Sheldon chicane was, and he starts talking.

Konrad Raab: "I'm a busy man this week, which is why I'm not in Chicago today, but I couldn't help but address comments Jason Shade mentioned to me last week and his manager, too. The fact is, Jason and Grace, we did need to settle business. As you know, I'm not settling for a tie we had a few weeks ago. Letting that result lie would make me a coward, something I'm proving not to be as of late, unlike you, trying to hide from the public view. Sure, you won against Jason Gray last week, but you honestly think I would shut up and let you walk away with a tie without finishing things up?"

Konrad shook his head as he drank some water.

Konrad Raab: "You're more stupid than I thought. I've faced many wrestlers like Jason in the years I've been wrestling, but there's a different type of talent Jason has, and I will put this out there because I think it needs to be said. Since you and I aren't going to settle for a tie and seeing this time, I won't be busy with anything, what about we settle on who the top wrestler is from the two of us at Reckoning Day six Supershow next month? This time, I'm free, and I want the match to be over and done with because attacking me was the motivation I needed."

Raab paused for a few seconds, thinking this through, although he was certain about wanting to face Jason despite how windy Portland was.

Konrad Raab: "I'm not afraid of confronting my demons when I confront them daily, and you, Grace, aren't his harbinger. Jason doesn't need you to be successful, to be honest, but I won't hesitate to attack you if you attack me first. I do everything on my damn own. So what do you say, Jason Shade? Are you up for a one-on-one match at Reckoning Day Six Supershow, or will you walk away from NFW again and never be seen again? I leave the decision up to you, and you have a week to answer the challenge."

Konrad looks intense at the cameras, with the camera zooming at the Sheldon chicane part of the Portland International Raceway track before the cameras go back to the wrestling arena.
The lights of catering flickered off and then changed to a deep shade of purple as the shadow of Tanja Devereaux came into view. The small bells that were sewn in Tanja’s dress were heard as Tanja finally began to speak.

Tanja Devereaux: This will be the first singles match for us since Ascension and we will have a point to say to everyone, including our isolated and protected opponent Kasumi. They will find out what happens when she crosses paths with a person who wasn’t so isolated growing up in an environment that would cause her to be so naive.

Tanja remained in the shadows but a slight shine of a talisman that was being worn around her neck was seen on a chain of a Voodoo symbol.

Tanja Devereaux: Do not think we have forgotten about Johnny Towers and the actions that caused him to become Event Horizon champion. We have seen his words on Twitter. We have our plans in confronting him for his actions and we want to come after him for the Event Horizon title to regain it in our hands. Should we be able to regain the title, we will be the only person to claim the title more than once..

The Cajun steps out of the shadows to reveal herself completely and her Spiritual Advisor Celeste St Laurent standing behind her..

Tanja Devereaux: We are no longer alone as we will have someone at hand to make sure several of our needs are met. She understands the world of professional wrestling by our guidance and knows what needs to be done sometimes..

Tanja and Celeste slip back into the shadows as the purple lights are turned off.
We cut backstage to the Queens of Chaos locker room, where we see Sanada and Jordan Majors talking off-mic, with the latter undoing her wrist tape following her match. Suddenly, there’s a knock at the door, with it swinging open to reveal Jessi Ozborne, walking in with her World Championship around her waist. This is presumably so she doesn’t lose it again. She extends her hands out with a smile.

Jessi Ozborne: My girls!

Jessi stands aside to swing the door closed, giving us a brief glimpse of Jason Shade standing behind it before it shuts completely. She immediately goes to hug Jordan, before turning to do the same with Sanada. Her arms remain crossed however, with Jessi deciding against it upon seeing this.

Jessi Ozborne: Jordan! How you feeling after tonight? You good? You need anything?

Jordan Majors: You know me. Nothing I can’t handle. Just normal wear and tear. How are you though?

Jessi Ozborne: I’m…okay. Just been racking my brain quite a bit. You know, I got this defense coming up against Chris at Reckoning Day, and this tag match next week, and like…I don’t know why, but I have this feeling that I’m constantly being watched? It’s just kinda—

Jordan Majors: Hey now… you don’t have to beat around the bush. You want me there as your tag partner you know I will be there. We’ve accomplished a lot as tag partners. Of course I’d be honored to do it for you again in NFW. You say the word and I’m there for us to beat that ass!

Jordan pauses and stares at Jessi before she looks over at Sanada.

Jordan Majors: I’m a team player though. I’m up for whatever you want.

Jessi Ozborne: Actually…I was gonna see if Sanada would be my partner next week…

Sanada, who’s been somewhat disengaged from the conversation so far, darts her head up at the mention of her name.

Jessi Ozborne: You know, I was just thinking, me and you, taking on the Wolves. Just like old times. BAMF Vibes Only, right?

Jessi holds up the Too Sweet sheepishly.

Jessi Ozborne: …right?

Sanada: Yeah, just like Jordan said Jo. We are here for you. Just say the word when you need us and then me and Jordan will go out there to beat that ass.

Sanada then holds up the Too Sweet to Jessi as she remains her eyes on Jessi with a smirk on her face.

Sanada: Right…

Jessi smiles, putting her arm around Sanada.

Jessi Ozborne: Then it’s settled! We got this!

Sanada: Yeah! We got this!

Jessi and Sanada walk off, leaving a concerned looking Jordan in their wake.
Priscilla White: Dona, Dona, Dona… What am I going to do to you? You scared yet?

She grinned, as the camera came to focus on her face. Her title belt slung over her shoulder.

Priscilla White: Tell me, Dona… What do you fear most? Death? The fall from grace? Or, do you fear above all else, the curse of being inconsequential? Fading into the crowd. Being blurred from existence. Becoming one of the has-beens.

She laughed, raising a brow as she looked dead on into the camera;

Priscilla White: When I’m done with you tonight, Dona, to say you’d be unrecognizable is a bit of an understatement. This is my ring, Dona. This is My title. This is the era of the Wolves of Odinn; The reign of the Blood Queen.

She left the locker room and cackled in the hallway, obviously heading down to ringside.

Priscilla White: When you saw my name as your next opponent, You should have bought a bus ticket outta town. I ain’t gonna let you walk out of this ring. I’m the daughter of the Witch who burned, Dona, and you are the next sacrifice on my altar. Your blood will stain this belt; because let’s face it, you ain’t earned shit. This isn’t your chance to take it. You ain’t worthy. I’ll paint the arena red with your blood and it’ll gory as fuck! Let’s dance, bitch!

Priscilla reaches out and slams the cameraman backwards, sending the camera tumbling to the floor; where it broke. Oops?