NFW Trauma #153 - 06/15/2024!

Vanessa Page is walking through the backstage area of the Vlad Blackheart Colosseum in her wrestling gear as she is looking at the Egnaro white pink silicone wedding band on her left hand.

Vanessa Page: What a wonderful last few weeks this has been. Grayson and I are now Mr. And Mrs. We had a wonderful honeymoon and now it’s time for both of us to handle our business inside the wrestling ring. For me, that starts tonight against Jessie Robinson.

Vanessa says with an unimpressed look on her face.

Vanessa Page: I am sure Jessie is coming into this match tonight with all the confidence in the world. Why? I’m not sure considering she doesn’t have a reason to be.

Vanessa pauses for a moment.

Vanessa Page: Now that I think about it I suppose that isn’t fair. Not because I think I’ll lose or anything like that. She is good enough or she wouldn’t be in NFW, she wouldn’t be in the Queens of Chaos, and she wouldn’t be lucky enough to step into the ring with me. So see I can be respectful…

Vanessa shrugs her shoulders.

Vanessa Page: But let’s face it, Jesse, you’re a social outcast, you’re a freak! While I’m a member of the upper crust, I’m what you common people call the one percent of the elite, and that is where my sisters, and the Queen herself Bianca Davis will stay. Not just because you're a social outcast, Jessie, but you are too inexperienced and naive to ever be a real threat to me. Why? Just because you were trained by a legend in Andrew Payne? I don’t think so!

Vanessa confidently walks away towards Gorilla Position.
The camera comes back to the show as The Gates of Kieve begins to blare, followed by Hella Good by No Doubt, as the sold-out Capacity crowd begins to boo loudly; knowing her majesty “Queen” Bianca Davis, first out was Simple Simon, who has a gaudy looking suit on followed by the massive Ana Novak who is the Queen's new head of security. The Malibu native greets the booing fans with her trademark regal wave and million-dollar smile as she then starts her regal strut down to the ring. Getting into it with some of the fans at ringside, clad in a brand new regal robe, with a matching expensive Sceptar and new crown, the pompous Queen soaks in the negative reaction like a sponge. Showing herself off to the reprobates at ringside, she points to the ring, and Simon quickly scurries up the stairs and holds the ropes for his Queen as she struts up the stairs before entering the ring and being followed by her chief of security. As she takes center stage doing her wave before telling the peasants to drink it all in, she motions for a microphone, which Simon hands her a golden microphone. As the former Genesis Champion motions for her music to cut

Queen Bianca Davis: Once again, I grace this dump of an arena and all of you peasants with my presence, and I am given nothing but disrespect. Heavy is the head that wears the crown, and none of you will ever know the burden I have, the burden of making the Genises title mean something, the burden of being the new face of Tramua, and the burden of bringing my star power to Collison last week. To be on Maximum Effort, to give the show the rub it needed and how was I treated on that show? Oh, right, those disgusting losers who hold the Alliance titles tried to attack me yet again!

The fans cheered at the mention of the attack; however, they returned to booing the Queen's smug comments, who maintained her pose despite reflecting on what happened during her time.

Queen Bianca Davis:  Oh, I know your Queen has been horribly treated, and nothing was done about it, not by one general manager but two. Still, again, I have the burden of being the premier attraction around here. Again, life is about choices, consequences, and Mayhem if you do find yourself a partner, you will face those consequences, but a word of advice from me to you GIVE IT UP. I mean, really, you are at your wit's end, and you can’t stomach it; after all Stacy Hop Along Jones won’t be there to put your team on her back and carry you. It is time for a brand new era in NFW one headed by brand new Alliance Champions, your royal standard-bearers The pillars of division, I am talking about the Pinnacle of perfection that would be myself, Max, and Barry. You need us to be the Royal Standard to carry the division, consider it another gift.

Bianca smirks blowing a kiss to the camera as the fans boo loudly. As she mouths “You’re welcome,” before spreading her arms out wide showing herself off, to the Chicago faithful who couldn’t stand her.

Queen Bianca Davis:  I mean now that we are on my show, we will know something that happened the last two weeks will not happen here tonight. That is a promise I am so confident in that that Max and Barry, are not here tonight, no they are busy taking care of business outside of the ring. In fact…

Slash's "World On Fire" starts up and the lights start dancing about. Ten seconds in, the main riff starts and Ashley Kenyon marches through the curtain, microphone in hand and a thunderstorm look on her face. She marches up to the ring, up the steps and through the ropes.

Ashley Kenyon: Do you ever just…shut the FUCK up?!!?

Before anything else can be said, an amazon woman blasts Ashley from behind and smashes her a couple of times. Bianca snickers a couple of times before the giant woman ushers her out of the ring while Ashley lies in a stunned heap from the blindside blasting.

Seth Ernst: And the Queen B escapes AGAIN!

Miranda Augustino: Ashley should have known better after all this time!

Lucas Knox: So what are they gonna do now to get back when nothing they do to try and get payback seems to work?
The scene cuts backstage where we see a freshly showeredTravis Levitt stepping out from his bathroom, with a towel wrapped firmly around his waist. Walking across to his locker , he reaches down to grab something from the locker but then pauses, before slowly turning to see the NFW Genesis Champion, Darcy Graves, is sitting against the far wall. Travis stares at her for a moment and then turns to face her, looks down at his naked chest and then back up at Darcy with a wide grin.

Travis Levitt: Enjoying the view, Champ?

Darcy had rolled her eyes a bit as she was still stretching for her match. She looked up at him, as she did a one handed stretch. She focused for a second then stood up.

Darcy Graves: I was, and then you had to go and ruin it. Why is it that you and I keep getting assigned the same locker space? Must be something about hating Queenie, I bet.

She goes over to her locker then pulls out a piece of her entrance gear. She looked over at him, smirking a bit. Then she looked back into her locker pulling out her championship.

Travis Levitt: Hey. I pay a lot of money in bribes to get you put in the same locker room as me, I’ll have you know.

Travis grinned as he grabbed a t-shirt, slipping it on and then grabbing for some shorts as well. Seeing her pick up her title, Travis grins and watches her with a small little smile.

Travis Levitt: Feels good to be the champ, doesn’t it?

Darcy turns around as she rested the belt on her stomach looking back. She looked back at him.

Darcy Graves: really you pay Leanne had you asked I would have told her to double and split it with me.

Darcy then laughs as she keeps her back to him. She then motions.

Darcy Graves: Mind being a gentleman and doing a lady up? Bianca had it coming, ducking me for so long. Now it's my job to ensure this championship has someone willing to fight, someone willing to defend against all comers. And let me tell you, it feels damn good to be champ again.

Travis grins and steps up behind Darcy, listening as she talks and he slowly zips her up, before leaning forward to press a soft kiss on her cheek.

Travis Levitt: You earned it Reaper. Its good to see you with that title, because I know you’ll defend it with pride. Now go out there, kick some ass, and show everyone why you deserve to hold that gold.

Travis suddenly lashes out and smacks her ass with a cheeky grin before stepping away with a laugh.

Travis Levitt: And hurry up about it, I want to head out for dinner already.

Travis moves just off sight of the camera and then his towel comes flying back in to cover Darcy’s face. A moment later, The Dragon steps back into the scene fully dressed and crosses his arms as he looks towards her.

Travis Levitt: You earned this moment, that title, this run. Its all because of how amazing you are, Graves. I know it. These fans know it. Davis CERTAINLY knows it now. So now go show Jamie Austin why you’re more then just some transitional champion. You are Darcy Fucking Graves, and You ARE The NFW Genesis Champion.

Darcy nods as she felt the kiss on the cheek then ran her hand along his as she passed him. She then did the belt up, looking back at him.

Darcy Graves: Get your ass moving; I ain't going out there alone. Dad isn't here tonight. Besides, dinner is on you, especially the drinks.

She winked at him, as she waited outside the door. Travis slipped his sneakers on and then glanced up and pointed at her, shaking his head with a wry smirk.

Travis Levitt: Oh hellNo. I’ll buy your food, but my wallet can’t handle your drink budget, Reaper. I’ve made that mistake before.

Travis jogs to walk beside her and smiles as he reaches her. Looking down at Darcy and then her title, his eyes flicker back up to meet her own and he gives a dramatic sigh.

Travis Levitt: Alright. You win, and I’ll buy you drinks. But you need to carry me back to the hotel room.

Darcy laughed as she looked over at him. She picked up her feather dress then she whispered in his ear something before heading out. The door closes and we fade to black.
Trauma returns from a commercial just in time for Black Sabbath’s “God is Dead?” to start playing, heralding the arrival of the NFW Champion. Damon Cross, dressed for battle, stops at the top of the ramp and holds up the championship in his right hand, his wolf-head cane in the other, in a deific pose as Cross Aeternum flashes across the big screen. He starts making his way down to the ring, soaking up the predominantly-negative reaction from the fans.

Madoka Kawada: It is now time for the main event of the evening! Introducing first, from the French Quarter, weighing in at 224 pounds… he is the reigning and defending NFW Champion… the Godkiller… DAMON CROSS!

Upon reaching the ring, Damon enters and walks to the center as the lights dim, leaving a single spotlight upon him. After a moment, he turns and gestures for the microphone, the music fading out.

Seth Ernst: A title defense against an unknown opponent as we start heading towards Sudden Death. But the champion doesn’t look too bothered about it, if you ask me.

Miranda Augustino: Why should he? That’s the beauty of having earned your rep, Seth: his actions speak volumes. His words make people shut up and listen. He doesn’t have to prove himself to anyone. They have to prove themselves to him!

Lucas Knox: Still… there’s no telling who this could be. Someone from another company, perhaps? Did the boss hire a mercenary? Anything’s possible!

Once “God is Dead?” has completely shut off, Damon, still under the spotlight with the title over his shoulder, looks out at the fans briefly.

Damon Cross: You people sound a little more agitated than usual, a bit more energetic. What, are you buying into the hope? Are you daring to believe? Before you fall prey to that trap, allow me to shatter your illusions.

He gestures towards the backstage area.

Damon Cross: They would have you believe that they’re calling my bluff, and that I’m finally going to get what’s coming to me. An unknown opponent after going to war at Manifest Destiny with the Pyramid soon to happen, taking us to Sudden Death? There’s no way he can be ready for that! This is the night! For all his honest assessments and all the harsh truths and, oh, the demanded and delivered violence… the Godkiller is finally going to meet his match!

The boos get louder as Damon, laughing to himself, shakes his head. He takes a moment to compose himself, then gets serious in a heartbeat.

Damon Cross: It’s called hyperbole, children. I know that’s an alien term to some of you, though, so please try to keep up.

Yes, the hate is getting thicker. No, the champion doesn’t give a damn. In fact, he gestures for them to keep it up.

Seth Ernst: Not exactly looking to win hearts and minds, is he?

Miranda Augustino: They're just mad that they got had again!

Lucas Knox: More likely it’s just because he’s arrogant and condescending.

Miranda Augustino: He is what he is: real, and the champion!

Not waiting for the noise to lessen, Damon keeps right on going.

Damon Cross: You believe it because they want you to. They know setting this up means you’ll keep buying tickets or plopping down on the couch and turning on the Splat Network to see this show. And that’s literally all they have to do at this point. Because someone like me, who makes or breaks on a whim every moment he’s a part of, who makes every opponent mean something if only for a little while, someone who you build matches, shows, and companies around? When you have them in your employ, you make the most of it. As for me, there’s big business in crushing heroes and breaking fools. There’s a reason that the first name you think of when someone mentions New Frontier Wrestling is Damon Cross. You know why that is, children. Say it with me:

Because I’m the best goddamn wrestler this company ever has, or ever will, see!

Predictably, they don’t sing along with the Godkiller. Not that he minds.

Damon Cross: You’re booing your asses off right now, but you’re doing it wearing my merchandise. When you pick up the video game we’re shilling, I’m the first person you pick. Why? Because you want to win. You hate me because you know I’m right, but more importantly, you do it because you’re sheep. Your hate makes them, and me, more money. Whether you like it or not, this entire fucking company revolves around me. Why else would they put this tournament together? They could just hand someone a title shot. Hell, they’re doing it tonight. No… it’s not about the challenger. It’s about preparing for the future. Because, let’s be real: I won’t be around forever. They need someone to carry this place when I’m gone. Granted, no one will wear the mantle like yours truly, but that’s to be expected. You had several of the best in the world, but I tore through them one at a time. Now you’re in scramble mode. Meanwhile, I stand here and dominate every moment in and out of this ring.

Sudden Death? Bring it. Guardians of the Pyramid? That’s the closest to glory any of you will ever get against me before they end up like Morgan, Jones, Page, Levitt, and many others. This place is mine until I decide otherwise. That being said…

He gestures towards the stage.

Damon Cross: Send out the little lamb to be slaughtered…

Tossing the microphone back to Madoka, the lights coming up again, Damon moves to the corner, still having the championship draped over his shoulder, looking ready.

As Damon paces back and forth in the ring, awaiting the arrival of his mystery opponent, the crowd begins to murmur in anticipation.

Miranda Augustino: Whoever this mystery opponent for Cross is taking their sweet fucking time here!

Lucas Knox: Calm down, Miranda. Whoever it is will make themselves known eventually!

And at that very moment, the lights in the arena cut out. The crowd's murmurs grow louder until we can finally hear something being played throughout the arena.

The sound of a piano.

The entire crowd begins to cheer as the sound continues, until that fateful moment we hear the opening lyrics…


And the words “Kasey Kash” appear on the titantron, and the roof of the building nearly blows off! Damon is stood in the ring, staring down the entrance way as finally, Kasey Kash slowly makes his way out onto the stage!

Madoka Kawada: His opponent, from Canberra, Australia! KASEY! FUCKING! KASH!

Seth Ernst: IT IS! Six long months since we last saw this man, he is making his return to New Frontier Wrestling!

Kasey looks around at the crowd gathered and just smiles. Beginning the slow walk down the ramp he high fives every cheering fan that he can before climbing up the ring steps, looking out over the crowd and holding his arms out wide. Stepping into the ring he takes in the reaction from the crowd and just looks around and smiles.
“God Is Dead?” by Black Sabbath begins to play throughout the arena as the crowd begins to boo. Damon releases the hold and is handed his championship. Raising it high above his head as he is announced the winner.

He goes to exit the ring, but sees that Kasey has begun to move and instead turns his attention to the fallen Kash, nailing him with a punt kick! The bell continues to ring as Damon continues pummeling the fallen Kasey Kash, picking him up and setting him up once more for the “Weight of the World”...

BUT AT THAT MOMENT “PRETTY PICTURE” BY THE USED BEGINS TO PLAY, AND THE FANS GO CRAZY AS KAI MORGAN RUSHES OUT OF THE CURTAIN AND ONTO THE STAGE WITH A CHAIR IN HAND!

Kai runs down the ramp and slides into the ring as Damon scrambles, and Kasey falls to his face as the crowd begin to boo and jeer Cross, who holds his championship high as Kai calls to him from the ring to come back so they can fight it out.

Behind Kai, however… Kasey begins to stir.

Sat in the corner as blood is pouring out of his face he looks up at the man he once called his brother, who is currently shouting at Cross as he retreats up the ramp before finally turning to face Kasey in the corner, steel chair still in hand. Kai goes over to Kasey and offers him a hand as the crowd begins to cheer once more.

Kasey looks at the hand, then up at Kai who’s trying to mend the fence between the two… but Kasey slaps the hand of Kai away! He begins to pull himself up to his feet using the ropes as the crowd begins to shout at Kasey and Kai.

Miranda Augustino: Oh come on, Kasey!

Seth Ernst: Well if you remember correctly, Miranda. Kai is the reason Kasey still isn’t signed with New Frontier Wrestling! Kasey lost his NFW career and his NFW Championship against Kai at Wrestle War XIX

Miranda Augustino: Yes, Seth. I remember that but you also have to remember that Kasey wasn’t entirely innocent in that feud either!

Kasey looks around at the fans then at Kai, who is trying to get Kasey to shake his hand but Kash just pushes past him and begins walking to the ropes as the fans in attendance begin to boo the act.

Then Kai grabs Kasey’s shoulder and spins him around and begins to shout in his face and the cameras can pick it up!

Kai Morgan: Really? You STILL don’t fucking trust me? Even after everything we’ve done to each other, I just came out here to save you and yet you STILL hold a resentment towards me? How many times do I need to say I’m sorry to you, Kase?

Then Kasey looks at the chair in his hands, and Kai does the same before looking back at Kasey.

Kai Morgan: This? You’re still against me because of what I did nearly two fucking years ago? You know what? You want yours back that badly? Here! Fucking take it and get yours!

Kai hands Kasey the steel chair, then he turns his back to him and walks to the center of the ring, holding his arms out wide as he shouts at Kasey to “take the fucking shot!” and Kasey is looking at the chair, then at Kai as he stands there with his head raised high and his eyes closed… AND GETS READY TO SWING!

Miranda Augustino: No no, come on Kasey! Don’t do it!

Seth Ernst: Come on, Kasey! You’re better than this!

But as Kasey is trying to hype himself up to hit him… he drops the chair… and the crowd goes wild! Kai hears the noise of the chair dropping and lifts his head and opens his eyes, he slowly turns around to face Kasey who is looking down at the chair, before then meeting Kai’s eyes. Kai looks at the chair on the ground, then at Kasey.

Kai Morgan: You… you didn’t do it…

And Kasey shakes his head no…

THEN THE PAIR COME TOGETHER AND HUG AS THE ROOF DAMN NEAR BLOWS OFF THE BUILDING!

They stand there hugging for several moments as the crowd loves every second of it, before the pair break and we can see tears in the eyes of Kasey Kash as Kai’s music hits once more, and the final shot we see is of the two friends reunited, raising each others arms in the air as the show goes off the air.