NFW Collision #213!

Not long after the opening theme of Collision fades, “Kool-Aid” by Bring Me The Horizon begins to play, with the lights going out. The arena is left in suspense, with lights over the stage pulsing with each beat of the drum, eventually a spotlight rains down, with a silhouette underneath it. Everyone knows full and well who it is, but the lights only reveal it once the song really takes off with a…

“We are the children of the devolution

The infamous martyrs, the scars on the sun

Asphyxiating with a smile on your face

While they pull your teeth out, one by one”

All the lights then burst to life, with the NFW World Champion, Jessi Ozborne, illuminated under them! Her title is already raised in the air, with the entire sight getting a huge reaction from the fans! She buckles her title around her waist before she makes her way down the ramp.

Darlyn Fajardo: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome…the New Frontier Wrestling World Champion…Jessi! Ozborne!

Nick Hanson: Jessi Ozborne is coming off of a huge victory against Chris Matthews at Reckoning Day in what was a stormer of a main event!

Olivia Mayfaire: The Galaxy’s Champion, as she likes to call herself, took a bit of time to rest, and I can’t say I blame her after that brutal match! But she’s back in business tonight!

Jim Reynolds: Right…cause that’s exactly what this brand needs! A champion that slacks off! I don’t remember any other champion who needed a day off after a big match like the one we saw at Reckoning Day!

Nick Hanson: Then clearly your memory isn’t very good.

Jessi makes her way into the ring, stepping to the second rope and raising up a “Too Sweet” to the delight of the fans. She wanders towards the ropes, grabbing a microphone from one of the ringside production members as she gestures for her music to be cut and for the crowd to quiet down.

Jessi Ozborne: Hello, Chicago…

Crowd: PAPI’S HOME!!

Jessi Ozborne: Nah, see! It’s been a long ass few weeks since we’ve last seen each other! I’ma need a bit more than that! I said HELLO CHICAGO!!

Crowd: PAPI’S HOME!!

Jessi Ozborne: You’re goddamn right, she is! And since we’ve got a lot of missing time to make up for, let’s not waste anymore! Let’s get down to business!

The crowd gives Jessi a massive ovation as she continues.

Jessi Ozborne: So what’s “business” this week, huh? Well I could talk about how we had a blast in Bloomington, Minnesota for Brawl of America. Not just in the mall and in the ring, but also outside as we hosted one of the best Fourth of July Cookouts of all time! Thank you to everyone who came out and had a good time with us! Much appreciated!

The crowd pops once again.

Jessi Ozborne: Or I guess we could talk about how throughout the night, while we were having our fun, we were also able to get a good meal in the hands of hundreds of those in need in the Bloomington area!

The crowd gives Jessi another cheer, as it’s clear she’s pausing for each reaction.

Jessi Ozborne: Or we could wind the clock back a little further and talk about how I beat Chris Matthews at Reckoning Day to retain my NFW World Championship!

Jessi unbuckles her World Title from around her waist, raising it in the air for a massive ovation.

Jessi Ozborne: I will give Chris Matthews this, he is a master at mind games. He tried to make me doubt my friendships, he tried to make me doubt my family. He tried to make me doubt my place in this ring, in this company, in this business. But at the end of the day, I came in AND out of Reckoning Day without a single doubt in my mind. I knew deep inside that this is what I was born to do, this is what I was born to be! I am YOUR NFW World Champion, and that’s not changing any time soon, no matter who wants to try and make me think otherwise!

Jessi pauses for yet another ovation, the fans eating up everything she’s saying right now.

Jessi Ozborne: That said, I thought after I was done with Chris at Reckoning Day, I’d also be done with the Wolves of Odinn! See, I’ve been featured in three NFW Supershows in 2024, and each of them have consisted of me facing and beating a member of that crew. I beat Kaya Parker at Rise of Legends for getting in between me and this title, I beat Alastair Frost at Ascension to win this title, and I beat Chris Matthews a few weeks ago to retain this title.

I’ve heard that the Wolves are a bit tired of hearing me run them down at every opportunity, but given my track record, I feel as though I’ve kind of earned the right to talk my shit, no?

Jessi pauses for another moment, before continuing.

Jessi Ozborne: And yeah, I’m not gonna pretend that I didn’t see what they did at Brawl of America. But I’m also not gonna pretend that my sisters can’t handle their own. Jordan, Sanada, Kairi, and our newest member Diamond are more than capable of handling them on their own. So, I think tonight, after I beat Kaya Parker again, I’d like to respectfully ask that I be done with The Wolves of Odinn. I’m done wasting my time with them, especially since there’s a whole locker room of people I’d like to face before I call this reign quits.

Luckily for me, then, one of those faces in the locker room decided to make themselves known after my match at Reckoning Day.

The crowd “ooos” seemingly knowing exactly what she’s insinuating.

Jessi Ozborne: That person’s name just happens to be Jason Shade. Which brings me to my next point of business. So, Mr. Shade, if you’d be so kind, let’s have ourselves a little discussion.

The crowd waits on baited breath as a minute passes by. Then two. Just as they are beginning to get antsy, with Jessi standing in the ring waiting…

Leo Moracchioli’s cover of “Black Hole Sun” plays from the PA, and Jason Shade makes his way onto the stage before slowly descending the ramp. He never takes his eyes off Jessi as he climbs up the steps, letting Grace into the ring before he himself steps inside. He retrieves a microphone from the stage tech, standing a respectable difference from the champ.

Jason Shade: Good evening, Ms. Ozborne.

He bows his head slightly, holding out his empty hand palm up at Jessi as a sign of respect.

Jason Shade: Congratulations on your successful defense at Reckoning Day.

Grace claps politely for the champion as the crowd follows suit. Jason himself allows them to do so for a moment before politely holding up a hand.

Jason Shade: You know why I am out here, Ms. Ozborne. As you are all aware, I made my presence known following your match. I myself have purged myself of a rather annoying thorn in my side recently.

The crowd murmurs their agreement at the reminder of Jason's last opponent.

Jason Shade: I am here to challenge you, Ms. Ozborne. I crave competition, and of all people, the champion herself sits high on my list.

Jessi Ozborne: I’ll be honest with you, usually when people come to me saying they want an opportunity, they usually do so a lot more disrespectfully. As a matter of fact, I’m still waiting for the part of all this where I have to start throwing hands.

Jessi laughs a bit, inviting the fans to do the same. She cuts it off after a bit however, knowing that she has to lock in.

Jessi Ozborne: Look, I’m not gonna argue that you don’t belong in the conversation. You’ve come into this place and you’ve turned a lot of heads. Hell, you’ve definitely gotten my attention. You’ve caught the interest of these people. You’ve beaten a veteran of the sport in your first supershow appearance. Not everyone can say that.

The crowd cheers as Jessi runs down Jason’s already impressive resume in New Frontier.

Jessi Ozborne: That said, I also know that I’m in a spot where everyone wants to be. Everyone wants to be the A-Champion. Everyone wants to have this to show everyone and prove that they have the right to call themselves the best in the world. I had to jump through a lot of hoops to get here, and with all due respect, I want anyone who comes to challenge for this to earn it the same way that I did. To jump through at least a fraction of the hoops that I have.

The crowd becomes a big deflated at this, some agreeing with Jessi’s take, though disappointed nonetheless. Jessi reads this reaction and changes course.

Jessi Ozborne: But hey…Cruel Summer is a month away, and I’m sure you’ll be made to jump through those hoops and then some by then, so if you want a shot?

Jessi outstretches her hand.

Jessi Ozborne: You got one.

Jason thinks for a moment, turning to confer with Grace for a moment. She pats his shoulder and nods, and the Devilish Rogue turns back to the champ, and takes her hand.

Jason Shade: I find your terms more than acceptable Ms. Ozborne.

The crowd cheers, as Jason clasps Jessi’s hand in both of hers and bows his head.

Jason Shade: For a challenge such as a match with you? I will… jump through these hoops, as you say.

Before anyone can get too excited about such a great match coming at them so respectfully, ‘Prey’ by Parkway Drive hits the PS system! There’s an audible groan from the crowd as they know what's coming, and sure enough a moment later, out from the back swaggers Max Walker. Max is carrying a microphone, and he has a giant scowl on his face as he stares at Jessi and Jason. Max goes to take a few steps down the ramp, but then pauses, looking over his shoulder and seeing no Barry there, he looks back towards the ring and raises his microphone.

Max Walker: Now, I hate to try and bury the feel good moment here, and you’ll need to pardon my French, but what kind of BULLSHIT is this? You think you can just try and offer someone ELSE a title shot Jessi? Are you THAt delusional?

Max pauses for a moment, glancing around and scowling at the crowd as they chant asshole at him. Pointing out at them and shaking his head.

Max Walker: You think I’M an asshole? You haven’t seen NOTHING yet. This is just me in a good mood. You want to see the asshole, you just keep pushing me, and I’ll set him free.

Max now turns back to look right at Jessi, pointing at Jason and shaking his head firmly.

Max Walker: Hate to be the bearer of bad news, Slim Shade-y, but Jessi’s promising you something that isn’t hers. Because the next NFW World Title shot is MINE. And when I get that shot, little Miss Ozzie over here ain’t gonna be the World Champ no more.

Jessi rolls her eyes.

Jessi Ozborne: Oh, so suddenly you’re the one who gets to make executive decisions regarding my title? Am I hearing that right?

Jessi pauses, leaving an opening for Max to try and respond. But Jessi cuts him off.

Jessi Ozborne: No, no. Shut the fuck up. See, Mr. Shade and I, we were having a civilized discussion. But then, you ruined it, like you ruin most things. Up to and including your mother’s hopes of having a child she could love.

The huge “ooo” from the crowd, not so much at the verbal barb shot at Max, but at Jessi’s blunt, matter-of-fact delivery of it.

Jessi Ozborne: So now that you’ve effectively tanked this show’s ratings by showing up here without your big boy toy, I guess I need an explanation. So why, pray tell, do you believe I owe you shit?

Max Walker: CAUSE I BEAT YOUR ASS!

The red and angry look across Max’s face as he screams into his microphone without breaking his gaze from Jessi is evident as he pauses for just a moment more, letting his words sink into the crowd before speaking.

Max Walker: ONE! TWO! THREE! Dead center of the ring, and your USELESS ass was DOWN. Pinned by the MAN the MYTH the MOUTH Max Walker! I beat you Jessi! And WHEN they give me another chance I WILL end your Cinderella run SO DAMN FAST! I am BETTER than you Jessi and YOU know it!

Jessi looks across the ring to Jason, then back to Max, almost shocked at the escalation this interaction had taken.

Jessi Ozborne: You’ve gotta be the most tense Australian I’ve ever met, and I’m friends with Kasey Kash. Look, if you want your shot, you got it. I’ve been looking for a reason to beat your ass, if we’re being honest.

Jessi outstretches her hand.

Jessi Ozborne: Shake on it.

Max looks around, before smiling and going to meet Jessi’s hand. Jessi quickly pulls it away however, nailing Max with a Punch of the jaw that sends him to the mat! He rolls out of the ring, yelling at Jessi as he backs up the ramp! “Kool-Aid” by Bring Me The Horizon plays again as Jessi and Jason stand in the ring, nodding at each other as we fade.
The scene came up backstage where Chris Matthews was sitting down on a couch in the Wolves of Odinn locker room. He’s wearing a black t-shirt, jeans, sneakers, and a black beanie on his head with the “Wolves of Odinn” written on it. He starts to think about last week when he lost to Jessi Ozbourne. It was like something was crawling through his mind, knowing that if he was going to lose, he would lose fair and square to Jessi. But that didn’t happen when Kaya Parker decided to stick her nose in the match when he ordered everyone not to interfere in his business. He turned as the door opened and spoke.

Chris Matthews: Glad you’re here, Kaya. I think we need to talk.

Kaya had entered the room carrying a black steel chair with her symbol on it. She then unfolds it sitting down on it backwards. She looked into his eyes, her gray eyes, focusing on him.

“The Poisoned Rose” Kaya Parker: I guess we should, all things considered. You know everything that’s happened is all on Ruslan, right? I dumped his ass and everything.

He leans forward on the couch while looking her in the eyes. He wasn’t what to believe after what happened last week. Chris was and is still upset about it, but wasn’t sure if he should believe her or not.

Chris Matthews: Really? So, was it his fault that you interfered in my match? Cause I’m not sure what to think, to be honest. And then throwing me under the bus on twitter? Was that his doing also? Just, you know, help me out here. I want to know what was going through your mind or his when I asked that nobody and I mean, nobody to interfere in my match against Jessi. I said plenty of times that if I was going to lose or win to her, that I would do it on my own. So, please, Kaya, explain yourself.

“The Poisoned Rose” Kaya Parker: I haven't been clear for months, because of that man. Everything that has or had been said has been him. You forget I still have a vendetta against Jessi, against the queens. And yeah he pushed for me to go out, my mind though has come clear. It's time for me to be the Poisoned one, once more. This chair is a symbol of that, maybe then you'll see I'm an asset as Isis sees. I felt like I apologized, but clearly you think otherwise.

Chris Matthews: I know what you’re feeling, Kaya. Trust me. I know what it’s like to have a vendetta against Jessi and the queens. But you need to realize that when a full patch like me says that nobody comes out, I mean it. I have nothing against you, okay? But I wanted to make it clear enough for you. I know you probably have a lot on your mind at the moment because of Jessi tonight. Are you going to win? I can’t tell you that. I know Jessi enough to know that she’s not an easy target. I want to make sure you understand not to underestimate her. Cause Jessi is as tough as they come. So I want you to have a clear head, okay?

Kaya nodded as she looked down at the chair. She got up folding it up, placing it above her shoulders. She then looked over at him.

“The Poisoned Rose” Kaya Parker: Jessi and I have nearly killed each other in the past. Tonight I'm not expecting anything less from her. She's been my best friend, she's been my enemy. The clear head I've dumped the true poison from my life. Now I'm more clear headed than ever. Ask Lilith, oh wait she might not be back for a bit.

She laughed out loud looking down at him. He kept his eyes on her and did not even laugh as she was. He wanted to be as serious to her as possible.

Chris Matthews: Then go out there and prove it. Not to the wolves, but yourself. Prove that you belong in this group. I want you to prove to yourself that you’re not a flash in the pan.

Kaya reached into her jacket pulling out a rose, she pushed her thumb onto the Thorn. She then picks up a garbage can.

“The Poisoned Rose” Kaya Parker: if you guys didn't think I was worth it you wouldn't keep me. Dracarys

She drops the rose in the garbage can as it bursts into flames she puts the can down then picks up her chair heading out the door.
We cut backstage to the locker room where we see Barry MacKenzie sitting on a chair as he finishes lacing up his wrestling boots. After a few moments, the slender legs of a woman wearing purple and black wrestling gear appears beside the Australian which immediately causes him to look up intently as the woman is revealed to be Stacy Jones who is also wearing her custom black “Unbreakable” leather jacket along with the brand new Matrix style “Mayhem” T-shirt. The Unbreakable One holds up her hands in a sign of peace as MacKenzie instinctively takes a defensive posture upon seeing who just showed up.

Stacy Jones: Easy big guy, I’m not here to fight… that’s for later. I’m just here to talk.

MacKenzie slowly relaxes into a more comfortable seat, but his eyes keep locked onto Jones out of precaution as the woman folds her arms across her stomach.

Stacy Jones: So I just watched back the moment when you almost smashed my ankle into pieces and… I couldn’t help but notice something rather interesting.

Barry looks at Stacy for a moment, staring up at the former NFW champion before he leans back against the lockers, his arms crossed across his chest and watching her intently, waiting to see what she says next.

Stacy Jones: You hesitated at first. When Bianca first asked you to do what you did… you tried to protest, didn’t you?

Barry stares at her for a moment after her question but then bows his head, reaching back down to finish tying his boots.

Barry MacKenzie: I don’t answer to Bianca.

Barry finishes tying up his shoes before he slowly looks back up at Stacy, watching her intently for a moment.

Barry MacKenzie: But… it was still my choice.

The Unbreakable One raises an eyebrow.

Stacy Jones: Was it? Because to me… it looked like you only ended up doing it once Max told you to do it… it seems like a lot of the things you do are because Max asks you to do… and I saw the look on your face when Bianca asked you at first. And that look was of a man who did not want to injure one of your colleagues.

Barry stares down Stacy for a moment as she talks, waiting until she is done before he looks back at his hands. Squeezing his hands intently into tight fists and then looking up at the Unbreakable One.

Barry MacKenzie: I don’t particularly like Davis. She’s too controlling. Too eager to use every person she can. Even Max. Especially Max.

Barry lets out a soft sigh but then rises to his feet, now towering over Jones as he stares at her, crunching his knuckles into the palm of his other hand.

Barry MacKenzie: You want revenge for what happened to you? I understand that. But dont think, that just because I was reluctant to hurt you last time? That I’d hesitate for even a moment this time. You asked for this match, Stacy. Whatever I do to you out there….

Barry glances down at his hands and then back up at her and gives a soft respectful nod.

Barry MacKenzie: You asked for this.

Stacy Jones: Oh, I’m no fool Barry. I know you’re not gonna hold back out there tonight… wouldn’t expect you too. But I’ve been in this business for over fifteen years now and I can see what is going on here…

Now it’s MacKenzie’s turn to raise an eyebrow in confusion.

Stacy Jones: ...I get that you obviously have a good reason to stand by Max, and I commend you for that. But what do you think is going to happen once he feels like he doesn’t need you anymore? Hell, considering the idiot he’s currently dating… what do you think will happen when Max starts listening to her more than he listens to you? What do you think will happen when Bianca gives Max the ultimatum of picking either her… or you?

Barry listens as Stacy talks, running his tongue over his lips for a moment and then glancing down at the floor. Mister Mac considers her words for a moment but then glances up and shakes his head.

Barry MacKenzie: Max will ALWAYS need me. Always… always.

And with those simple words Barry brushes past Stacy and heads for the doorway.

Stacy Jones: I hope for your sake you’re right about that, Barry.

Jones then walks off camera herself as we cut elsewhere.
Cameras go to Detroit, Michigan, where there seems to be a haunted house in the background darkness. You can see the haunted house because of the green LED lights showing it in the background. Of course, there was a reason for the location, as a man known as Konrad Raab was sitting outside the haunted house on the concrete floor. He was sitting in the darkness, not looking satisfied whatsoever. He can barely look at the camera because he isn't himself. He starts to talk.

Konrad Raab: "I'm at a loss on what to do to change my career around here. It's one thing to lose one Supershow match, but to lose two in a row? It's really painful mentally for me. My real emotion is being angry deep down inside of these losses I've been taking, but at the same time, I can't always use that emotion for taking losses every time. I have a problem accepting losses and how I react to them. A major thing I'm trying to improve on to this day is handling losses correctly rather than lashing out in anger at everyone, which is something I'm not going to do here."

It was a very hard habit for Konrad to break as he was used to swearing a lot, especially when he wrote his blogs. Clearly, he's still struggling to talk effectively because he has been used to writing for so long.

Konrad Raab: "Because I'm full of hatred all the time. In my entire life, I was never loved or wanted in this world; my dad used to beat the hell out of me and even burned me when I was ten. I was always rejected, so making new friends and joining social groups is difficult. But that's not important right now; it's my wrestling career. I need to do some soul-searching to get me back to be motivated because losing to Jason Shade was hard enough. I felt, in a way, that I did cross the line, but I also deserved the beatings I got at the Wildcard Ladder match from Miguel Ortiz, who, honestly, has gained a lot of my respect for giving me a brutal fight and a hard time in the ring. It's such a shame he's not a part of Collision and such a shame I can and never will be able to compete on Trauma because I race on Saturdays. But I have to say congratulations to Jason Shade and Lana Corvin for their wins."

Konrad was just feeling empty and had emotions that couldn't be expressed in any other way.

Konrad Raab: "But I'm still going to stick around NFW and find a way to make me tick. It's disappointing not to be able to wrestle so I can let my anger out in the ring. Still, I will come back and be more aggressive; I won't feel sorry next time. It is time for me to learn how to be myself without being angry, but at the same time, finding happiness and acceptance since I have been rejected my entire life makes it difficult for me to trust people. But I will break through the roster and become a top star one day in NFW; that's a promise. I will hopefully have a match next week on Collision so I can get back on form again. I see you all next week."

Of course, Konrad wanted to wrestle. He just wanted to change his losing streak and felt disappointed. He had respect for one wrestler, which, for Konrad, was a major leap as the cameras went black and switched to the ramp of the wrestling ring for the singles match to begin.
We cut backstage to find Devyn Mitchell standing by with a microphone in hand and a smile on her face.

Devyn Mitchell: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time… Killian Oliver.

The camera pans out a little to reveal Killian Oliver standing beside the interviewer with his arms folded across his chest and an expression that pretty much gives off the impression that he doesn’t want to be there.

Devyn Mitchell: Well Killian… tonight--

Killian Oliver: Yeah, tonight… after getting assaulted two weeks ago by that rejected member of Slipknot… I’m now having to share the ring with a rejected member of BTS!

Devyn Mitchell: You mean after getting assaulted by Myriad you are now going to be sharing the ring with Keiji Sugiwara--

Killian Oliver: No, you idiot! I meant exactly what I said! Because at the end of the day?! Their names are irrelevant! Once I have dealt with the rejected member of BTS tonight… NOBODY… is going to remember his name! Hell… the moron thinks bears are going to take over the planet one day… well wait until he gets a load of this Angry Murder Bear! And then… once I get my hands on the rejected member of Slipknot?! Nobody is going to remember his name either!

Devyn Mitchell: Well--

Killian Oliver: No! We’re done! This conversation is over! I’m leaving before you start causing me to lose brain cells over asking your dumb questions!

Oliver then shakes his head and storms off camera, leaving Mitchell alone as she raises an eyebrow.

Devyn Mitchell: But I didn’t even get the chance to ask you any questions…

The interviewer then just shrugs before walking off camera in the opposite direction as we cut elsewhere.
Tanja Devereaux stepped away from the social media department along with the Event Horizon title on her shoulder with a cold smile on her face. She had some bandages from the match with Harlow but she knew they were a necessary evil in the healing process.

Tanja Devereaux: We have warned Mr. Prince what she should be expecting from us during the match and she didn’t listen to us or to our warning. We will have reacquired the title that we should not have relinquished. We are putting each and every person on both rosters on noticed as champion..

The cold smile remained on Tanja’s face when she looked at the title that she held dear.

Tanja Devereaux: The Era of Darkness will not be denied nor will it be trifled with by anyone who is ignorant or uneducated of us or our ways. By the way Ms. Prince, you know where to find us if you wish to attempt to get your pound of flesh. We doubt she will try and do so when many of the Trauma roster are not ballsy enough to come after the title. Far too many of them care little about the title and want to try to prove themselves. We proved things differently when we first won the title but things have changed since we were brought over to Collision. Even during our time on the Collision roster, very few stood up to out to make themselves worthy of contention and it is a shame.

The Cajun cackles as she calls out Harlow and the rest of the Trauma roster but she pauses when a slight flicker of lights happens for a moment. She reached into her pocket and clutched a small charm before she spoke again.

Tanja Devereaux: Raseri, do not think we have not forgotten about you. We will still like to have a civilized conversation when you are properly healed from your injury. We admit that our match did not go well but it does not mean that anything cannot be arranged. We understand that we and Raseri are very angry women in different ways but a civilized conversation can still be obtained.

Tanja left to make some calls to some people back home as she would be traveling to New Orleans after Collision..