NFW Collision #52 - Manchester, NH! 10/15/19!

As the pyro goes off inside the SNHU Arena in Manchester, New Hampshire, the camera catches the fans as they let out deafening cheers, raising their signs and props up. All wearing their favorite t-shirts as they prepare for the return of Collision!

CROWD
NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW! NFW!

BLOODY FAIRYTALE! TAG TEAM CHAMPS!
(sign flip)
HAPPILY EVER AFTER!

ROUGH DIAMOND DONOHUE!

#CRAZYHOT CHAMPION!

GRIFFIN HAWKINS ROCKS!

TAG TEAM WARS ARE SPOOOOOKY!

LAYLA WHATS MY FORTUNE?!

KATE! JOIN MY CLAN!

As the camera captures the entirety of the audience, we are welcomed by the voices of Nick Hanson and Miranda Augustino on commentary. As they speak, the shot cuts over to their table. Nick Hanson sips at a bottle of water in his suit. Miranda Augustino has her energy drink, wearing her jean shorts, medical boot and leather jacket over a black t-shirt.

HANSON
“Good evening ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to NFW Tuesday Night Collision! I’m Nick Hanson, joined by my broadcast partner, Miranda Augustino. Miranda, you okay? You seem a little less energetic than usual.”

AUGUSTINO
“I’m okay, Nick. So then!”

Miranda Augustino slaps the top of the commentary table as she looks into the camera. The usual gleam in her eyes is gone and she seems almost...sad.

AUGUSTINO
“Let’s break shit down, huh? Emelie Sanclemente debuts against the Fortune Teller, Layla Aishe in our opening contest here in a couple of moments. We saw Lash Donohue become our new TV Champion last week. He’ll defend against The Last Emperor, Keiji Sugiwara tonight in his first attempt at defending the title. Tag Team Wars 2 is kicking off tonight with the winner of the tournament heading to WrestleWar XVI to face the Tag Team Champions. We saw those champions crowned in last week’s main event. Grats to Bloody Fairytale. Tonight’s round one match is gonna be The Frightners and the Rebel Forces going at it. The King of Controversy, Timothy Hunt has a chance to put his name into the title picture. He’s taking on the NFW World Champion, Griffin Hawkins, in a non-title match but if he wins? Who knows? We might see him step up for that shot at more gold. He’s already got one world title. Sure he’d like to have two at once. Angel Kusanagi has won and since defended the Women’s TV Title once already. We’ll see if she can hang onto that belt as Cali-Kate steps up for a shot at her strap. Kate seems hungry for competition and now she smells gold. Who wants it more? We’ll find out. Then finally our main event. We saw Bloody Fairytale win the newly unified NFW World Tag Team Championships last week in a cage match against Kicks & Stones. What we also saw, though, was the return of the Super Bitch Squad. Masami Nishikiyama, Yuka Hirata and Kayako Kazama. But they’ve got managment now. Japanese, breakthrough fashionista Kaede Tanabe seems like she’s guiding their career. From what Nick and I understand, the four of them are all friends from high school or something. She showed up leading the charge last week and they brought the chaos immediately following Christina Olson and Lilith Meadows’ championship win….”

A brief highlight reel recaps the vicious attack from SBS on Bloody Fairytale, showing Masami Nishikiyama and Yuka Hirata attacking Christina and Lilith inside the cage while Kaede Tanabe and Kayako Kazama used pepper spray and a steel chair to keep Morgan Payne and Lluvia Cane at bay. The camera cuts back to Miranda Augustino and Nick Hanson. Now, Miranda is sitting back in her chair with her phone in her hand, not even paying attention to anything. Nick Hanson looks at her, half expecting her to finish the card rundown. After a moment, he tentatively begins to do so himself.

HANSON
“...Right so...due to that, Bloody Fairytale reached out to SBS and called them out for a match for tonight! It’s gonna be a three on three, six woman tag team match. Now the last time we saw these two teams face off, it was a two on two. This was months ago before SBS disappeared from NFW completely. Disappeared from wrestling completely! All of a sudden it seems they’re back with a vengeance! It’s gonna be all three of them versus Bloody Fairytale, and Lluvia Cane has stepped up to be the third member of their team. This is now The Kingdom versus SBS, folks, and with that, let’s kick off our show with the first match!”
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[Match #1. Singles Match - Layla Aishe v. Emelie Sanclemente (debut) ]

"This spell you got on me
It's like magic
Got me feeling like I'm fallin' in love
Got me feeling like I'll never give up on
Got me feeling like I'll never give up on you
It's like magic
I got you feeling like you're fallin' in love
I got you feeling like you'll never give up on
Got you feeling like you'll never give up on–"

Out walks Emelie Sanclemente, with a big smile on her face.

ARDEN
"...from Santa Monica, California by way of Ronneby, Sweden, weighing in at an even 100 pounds... EMELIIIIIE SANCLEMENTEEEEEE!"

HANSON
“And here she is folks! Emelie Sanclemente! From Ronneby, Sweden! Making her NFW debut! Boy, she’s got some energy doesn’t she?”

AUGUSTINO
“Sure….”

HANSON
“Oh...well. Hmm….”

With that, down skip-walks Emelie, slapping high fives with everyone she can. It's very clear everyone loves her. Emelie slides headfirst into the ring before hopping onto the top of the nearest turnbuckle. She forms her hands in the shape of a heart and puts that over her own before turning around via jump and sitting on the turnbuckle as "Magic" fades out.

As Emelie Sanclemente waits for her opponent to arrive, Lorena McKennitt’s “Mummer’s Dance” (Remix) begins to play over the sound system. It keeps playing for a moment, lights going, but there’s no sign of Layla Aishe.

HANSON
“Umm. Wait...where’s Layla? Is she…?”

AUGUSTINO
“She knew she was booked right?”

HANSON
“I would think so. I mean....wait what? Hang on, Mir….”

AUGUSTINO
“You getting something?”

HANSON
“Layla Aishe has been attacked backstage! Can we get some cameras in the back there?!”

After a moment, the shot cuts backstage to the locker room where Layla Aishe lays on the floor, surrounded by staff medics and referees. She’s laying there, moving a little but reeling from an apparent attack. The refs and doctors reassure her not to move too fast. To take it slow.

HANSON
“What the hell happened?!”

AUGUSTINO
“Beats me.”

HANSON
“You’re not the slightest bit concerned?”

AUGUSTINO
“I didn’t even feel like coming in today, but here I am alright? Lay the fuck off, Nick.”

The shot cuts back to the ring where Emelie Sanclemente looks just as confused as everyone else did as “The Mummer’s Dance” cut off. The arena was left in silence at first and then...darkness. The lights went out and the crowd began to talk amongst themselves, stirring up a little.

HANSON
“What the hell?”

AUGUSTINO
“This can’t be good.”

HANSON
“I don’t know! I mean, first Layla Aishe is found backstage and now we’re having a blackout. I don’t get what---OH MY LORD!!”

Nick Hanson stopped short and exclaimed as the lights came back on in the arena, revealing BRONWYN GOOD standing right in front of Emelie Sanclemente. Dressed from head to toe in black fishnets and leather, with a black hoodie on. Hood up. The crowd erupted with surprise while Emelie took a half step back and looked at Salem’s Forgotten Daughter with alarm and confusion. Bronwyn stared back at her with solid white contacts in her eyes as she reached up with her hands and pulled her hood back.

HANSON
“BRONWYN GOOD!! BRONWYN GOOD IS BACK!!”

AUGUSTINO
“WHERE THE HELL HAS SHE BEEN?!”

Miranda Augustino exclaimed in genuine surprise. Emelie Sanclemente may have been new to the company but she wasn’t new to the business. Acting on her instincts, she lunged forward to try and get the drop on the gothic witch standing before her but Bronwyn moved with a quickness and flung a hand out from inside the pouch of her hoodie and a red powder into Emelie’s eyes. Emelie grabbed at her face, trying to wipe her eyes clean.

HANSON
“OHHH!!! MAGIC POWDER!!!!”

Bronwyn Good ran off of the ropes and hit Emelie Sanclemente with Burn The Witch, slamming her head back into the mat. She was quickly back up on her feet as Emelie slowly moved to try and get back up herself but as soon as she was on one knee, Bronwyn hit the ropes again, delivering the Cauldron Stirrer to her victim. As the crowd rained down the boos, Bronwyn Good climbed back to her feet and stared down at Emelie Sanclemente with a wicked smile spreading across her face. She flicked out her snake tongue for the crowd to see as Type O Negative’s “Black No. 1 (Little Miss Scare-All)” began playing midway through. Bronwyn Good walked to the ropes and rolled backwards over them, landing on her feet. Bronwyn turned without a thought to the woman in the ring and made her way back up the ramp.

HANSON
“Well...uhh….”

AUGUSTINO
“Welcome back, Bronwyn Good, I guess.”

HANSON
“This was supposed to be Emelie Sanclemente’s big debut! And it’s been spoiled by the return of Salem’s Forgotten Daughter!””

Winner: No Contest
Result: ----
Time: ----
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[Match #2. Singles Match - Lash Donohue © v. Keiji Sugiwara]

“Operation Ground and Pound” by Dragonforce comes on throughout the arena, and the crowd goes wild as Keiji Sugiwara makes his way out onto the stage. Keiji makes his way to the ring with a rush of energy, slapping hands in the front row as he makes his way down the ramp.

ARDEN
“The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the NFW Television Championship! Introducing first, the challenger! From Osaka, Japan! Weighing in at two hundred and two pounds! He is the Last Emperor! KEIJI...SUGIWARAAAAAA!!!”

Keiji hits the ring and takes to a turnbuckle to raise his hands up to the cheering crowd as the lights flicker. Keiji pulls off his t-shirt and throws it to a fan with a smirk and backflips off of the top turnbuckle, landing on his feet. He stands back in his corner, awaiting his opponent.


With the arena plunging into darkness for a couple of seconds, "Shine" by Ugly Kid Joe hits the P.A and a sudden burst of stage pyro puts a stop to that! A very enthusiastic Lash Donohue springs from the curtains to a loud and warm reception. In addition to his ring gear, he is adorned in a neon green furry pimp style hat and overcoat. The NFW Television Title is displayed around his waist.

ARDEN
“His opponent! From Calabasas, California! Weighing in at two hundred and five pounds! He is the NFW Television Champion! DIAMOND...LASH...DONOHUUUUUUUE!!!!!!”

Lash smacks the hands of the fans who reach out as he walks rapidly toward the ring and then leaps up onto the apron. Lash strikes his trademark pose as several flash bulbs go off before he throws his hat to the crowd and then leaps over the top. Lash allows the referee to take his coat with a cocky grin, and then starts to run the ropes in preparation for his match.

~DING DING DING~

The title was presented to everyone and the bell sounded. The two men put on a classic. They battled back and forth and it was clear Keiji was hungry to finally start making his mark here in NFW. He took the advantage in this match early as his speed was enough to keep Lash off balance. Keiji would use the ropes to spring around, almost running circles around Lash that would frustrate him whenever he would go for a move. Keiji though, tonight looked like it could have possibly been his night. Keiji was able to deliver a brainbuster to Lash for a near fall. He would keep applying the pressure, hitting the Osaka Cutter and Lash barely got his shoulder up before the count of three.

Keiji had the crowd behind him as he climbed to the top rope. Keiji went for Loaded for Bear, but Lash was able to roll out of the way. Keiji crashed to the mat, and Lash made it up to his feet and began to take over in the match. Lash would put on the theatrics with each forearm and chop he would deliver to Keiji. He’d eventually hit a double underhook backbreaker that got him a near fall. Lash would begin to strut around the ring, getting cocky as he taunted Keiji. He would deliver Kickin’ Back, and once again flaunt his stuff around the ring, pumping up the fans. Lash would motion for Keiji to make it up to his feet. When Keiji finally did, Lash grabbed his opponent and delivered Bury-Go-Round and covered Keiji and picked up the three count.

~DING DING DING~

ARDEN
“Here is your winner! AAAAND STILL...NFW TELEVISION CHAMPION...LASH...DONOHUUUUUUUE!!”

Winner: Lash Donohue
Result: Pinfall
Time: 13:10
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*An old black and white movie showing men 50 feet away from the camera walking into a snow covered firest. The old reel skips in places, every so often there seem to be small jumps in time. The men all carry buckets and appear to be laughing silently as soft music plays. A soothing male voice speaks over the music*

"For years Canadians have ventured into snow covered forests to harvest the sap of the mighty Canadian maple just before the arrival of spring..."

*The old movie is replaced with a modern, colourized shot of a spigot sticking out of a tree, clear liquid dripping into a bucket hanging underneath it*

"This liquid is the main ingredient of the lifeblood of Canadians everywhere, and once processed and sweetened..."

*Dark brown, viscuous liquid pours from a filling machine into five bottles positioned under the nipples of the filler. The bottle fills to the top, the nipples stop pouring, and the five bottles are mechanically whisked away as five new empty bottles replace them and the process continues*

"It is transformed into a part of a healthy breakfast!"

*The camera pans out from a closeup of a plate of pancakes to show a full breakfast, placed perfectly on a beautiful, complimentary table setting. Eggs, bacon, sausage, fried potatoes, toast, juice, milk, and three pancakes look good enough to eat*

"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, and Rick Dickulous agrees, that's why he is proud to introduce 'Tree Blood,' his new line of Maple Syrup, being sold exclusively in the NFW online store!"

*Cut to a shot of Rick Dickulous holding a bottle shaped like a giant drop, with red, bleeding letters spelling out the product name, with a white silhouette of Rick's face. The letters make it seem as though his forehead is bleeding. Rick smiles into the camera*

"Tree Blood is the best maple syrup you can buy, guy! Let me show you why!"

*The camera pans out to a table with two stacks of pancakes on two separate plates. In front of one, a sign reading "OTHER GUYS," and one in front of the other with "TREE BLOOD" on it in the product's bleeding font*

"Here we have two stacks of Grandma's buttermilk pancakes. These motherfuckers right here would make a beaver chew it's balls off to get out of a trap just to get the crumbs - no shit, it happened once...followed the trail of blood all the way back to the tough sumbitch's ballsack hangin' there frozen as fuck!"

*An inaudible voice is heard off camera and Rick focuses off to the side, shielding his eyes from the stage lights*

"What? This is supposed to be PG? Fuck that, you definitely got the wrong fuckin' guy to do this shit show.....you want me to keep going?"

*The off camera voice is much more clear this time*

"Rick, kids are supposed to see this and buy your product. That's how this is supposed to work...I mean, you can't drop f-bombs if kids are watching."

"Man, fuck the kids..."

*Rick looks into the camera*

"I mean that totally non sexually....like, they've heard and said worse by now..."

*The camera adjusts, Rick points at the pancakes*

"We doin' this or not, buddy? These pancakes are makin' me hungry as fuck!"

*The off camera voice again audible*

"Just run with it and we'll shoot another one later..."

*Rick picks up the OTHER GUYS syrup and pours it over the pancakes. It seems to be runny, and not as dark as the syrup pouring into the bottles from earlier in the commercial*

"See how this shit just goes everywhere? Like, this syrup is seriously fuckin' the dog in every aspect. It's making a fuckin' great lake on my plate, and that means soggy pancakes. That, my friends, is a travesty."

*Rick picks up the TREE BLOOD bottle and pours it over the other stack of pancakes. It has a reddish tint to it, and while it flows, it is very thick and non viscuous, looking almost like real blood*

"Tree Blood is my jam - literally! See that red colour? Motherfuckin' strawberry JAM, GUY!"

*Rick excitedly dips his finger into the syrup and puts it in his mouth. He loudly cleans his finger and points it at the camera. The camera cuts to a table with a plate of pancakes stacked on top as Rick Dickulous' hand slams a bottom of Tree Blood Syrup down right next to it.*
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[Match #3. Tag Team Match - The Frightners v. The Rebel Forces]
[TAG TEAM WARS ROUND 1 MATCHUP!]

"Spooky Scary Skeletons" comes on over the speakers, as the lights dim down again and flickering images of ghosts and skulls - more cartoonish than scary - sweep over the ring and arena floor. The crowd actually gets more into it as The Frighteners come running out onto the stage. They bob and sway to the music, throwing up their hands to 'BOO' at the crowd before beginning their approach to the ring.

ARDEN
"The following contest is a Tag Team Wars Round 1 match scheduled for one fall!! Introducing first!! At a combined weight of four hundred and two pounds!! They're Young! They're Spooky!! They - Are - Splatterday and Nightcrawler!! THE FRIGHTNEEEEEEEERS!!!!!"

The Frighteners each take one side of the walkway as they approach the ring, moving along the crowd in a creeping, sneaky manner. At random points, one of them throws up their hands and lunges at a fan, yelling 'BOO! HA HA!!' The reaction is mixed as some fans jerk back, more so laughing out of enjoyment over it. Others just stare back at them, unphased at all. Reaching the ring, Splatterday hops over the top rope, athletically. Nightcrawler launches himself in a slingshot, flipping and landing on one knee and foot, throwing his hands up in the 'Boo' pose again. Splatterday poses behind him with his hands in the same motion. They hold the pose for a moment before moving to their corner as their music fades.


The crowd pops as Pop Evil's "Trenches" fills the arena. The words "VIVA LA RESISTANCE" scroll up from the bottom of the video wall in the same style as the Star Wars movies' text scroll. Next, the Rebel Alliance logo EXPLODES onto the video wall at the 0:14 second mark when the guitar and drums really pick up. Here, the curtain flies open and Teddy Morse and Chase Evans come bursting onto the scene!! After a brief moment of looking around at the audience, the two men exchange a fist bump and start marching down the walkway as a four man unit just as the chorus to the song hits.

ARDEN
"Their opponents! At a combined weight of five hundred and twelve pounds!! Teddy Morse!! Chase Evans!! THE REBEEEEEEEEELLLL FOOOOORCEEEEEEEES!!!!!"

Once they reach the ring, Teddy Morse slides in under the bottom rope. Chase Evans jumps up onto the apron and steps in between the top and middle ropes. Each man takes a turnbuckle and amps up the crowd further, throwing their fists up. They acknowledge the fans who mimic the gesture before hopping down to the mat and remove their entrance gear.

~DING DING DING~

The Rebel Forces and The Frighteners were in the ring for the first match of the tag team tournament. Teddy and Splatterday started the match. The two men fought vigorously. Splatterday though was able to get advantage and cut the ring off. He and Nightcrawler began to make frequent tags in and out. Nightcrawler would use his speed and quickness to keep Teddy off guard and would deliver a flying crossbody for a near fall. He’d tag back in Splatterday and the two of them would deliver a double suplex before Splatterday would lock Teddy up in a figure four. Just when it looked like he was about to tap, Chase came in and placed a boot to the midsection Splatterday to break up the submission hold. Nightcrawler, he comes charging in and delivers a slingblade on Chase.

Splatterday would drag Teddy back over to his corner and tagged back in Nightcrawler who comes in off the tag and goes for a slingshot leg drop, but Teddy was able to roll out of the way. Teddy and Nightcrawler make it up to their feet and both go for a clothesline that takes the other out. The two men laid on the mat, the ref starting his ten count. Teddy was finally able to make it to his corner and make the hot tag to Chase. Chase came in like a house on fire. He delivered a series of clotheslines to both Nightcrawler and Splatterday. He followed it up with a big boot to Nightcrawler that got a near fall.

Chase would tag Teddy back in and the two would hit Hook, Line, and Sinker. Everyone thought it was over as Teddy covered Nightcrawler, but Splatterday was able to come in and break up the pin at the very last moment. Splatterday delivered a few forearm shots to the side of the face of Teddy. He’d eventually grab his partner and drag him over to their corner and make the tag. Splatterday charged in, delivering a stiff forearm to Chase, knocking him off the apron before grabbing Teddy and locking in a Texas Cloverleaf. Teddy held on for as long as he could, and when Chase tried to come in and make the save, Nightcrawler was there to take him down. Eventually, Teddy had no choice but to tap out.

~DING DING DING~

HANSON
And The Frightners are gonna advance to the number one contender’s match for the Tag Team Title shot in the Tag Team Wars Tournament!”

AUGUSTINO
“Good on ya, boys! Way to kick some culo!”

Winners: The Frightners
Result: Submission
Time: 15:43
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The ramp and stage fill up with fog as red strobe lights flicker through the fog for about fifteen seconds as the opening of "Warrior" by Disturbed plays. Eavan Maloney walks out in a long leather duster and steampunk goggles on her head, her hand above her eyes to look out at everyone.

HANSON
“And here comes the former Women’s TV Champion.”

AUGUSTINO
“Yeah, I see that.”

Just before she walks down the ramp, she stops, turns around and waves her arm like she’s waving to somebody to come out before Anton Crowley walks out with her. She hugs him before they head down the ramp together, as she scours the crowd, stoic, before sliding under the bottom rope and into the ring.

HANSON
“What do you think of Eavan's new look?”

AUGUSTINO
“It’s alright, it’s the first time I’ve actually seen it not in pictures.”

Eavan paces around the ring, and out of habit, looks over at the announce table and sees a pained half-smile on Miranda’s face. Eavan slowly shakes her head and walks back to the center of the ring to Anton and leans into him, emotional as well. Anton asks for a mic but before Eavan can begin speaking, she hands the mic back to Anton, rolls out of the ring, and runs over to the announce table and hugs Miranda to a loud crowd pop. The two of them tear up, and though the audio was muffled, one could hear Eavan tell her ‘I love you, I’m sorry’ before Eavan takes off the goggles on her head and places them on Miranda’s head and kissing her forehead. She rolls back in the ring and tries to regain her composure.

“So, um, I did a thing, aye?”

She grabs a handful of her new orange hair and waves it, chuckling a little.

“And I put out a podcast explainin’ the reason for this change, really ALL the changes I’ve experienced in the last two and a half years, so if ya haven’t heard it yet, go check it out. Some stuff was hard t’admit to, but if I was gonna be honest with all of you, I had t’be honest with myself.

Problem is, since then, I’ve heard nothin’ from anyone. I mean sure the boobirds were out, the usual trolls who complain every time I put on a new pair of underwear or somethin’, they’ve been makin’ their comments, and honestly, ya don’t live my life and ya don’t understand. But even people who I thought were my friends. Nobody said a word. Honestly, I ain’t surprised. People don’t like change, heck, I’m not a fan of it either, which is why I went back to what brought me to the dance in the first place. The little blonde with the tattoos weren’t me. The cutesy pink-haired brat weren’t me either. I longed for the day I could look in the mirror and see my own face again, and now I can. Hell, I can even talk with my Irish brogue again.”

The crowd starts to rally behind her again, as they start a ‘Warrior’ chant. Eavan smiles and nods her head.

“I’m glad ya cheerin’ for me now because I know ya gonna turn on me shortly. See, the real reason I’m out here is to ask where the Mountain disappeared to? Right after the tournament finals show in Chicago, October 1st, Rick Dickulous tweeted out, and I quote, ‘If you want a shot at the Silver Mountain Championship, just say the word...anyone with enough balls to ASK to be in that match tonight deserves it’. Last week, in Portland, I did just that. I called the big guy out. And then… crickets.”

Eavan paces around the ring, shrugging.

“I mean, Rick is, what damn near seven feet tall and about three eighty? I’ve never seen a bigger pussy and that’s pretty sad considering how many women I’VE saw naked in my lifetime. Is it because I didn’t ask in both of Canada’s official languages? Did the request go to Ottawa and get lost considerin’ it’s election time and the Fiberals are busy packing up their offices? Or did the big oaf die from an overdose of Tree Blood? Fact is, I tried that Tree Blood shite and it tasted like Rick’s tears and maple water. Transparent, slick and bland.

I said this last week, and Imma say it again tonight. I’m not satisfied with being the baddest bitch of the Women’s division, I wanna be the baddest bitch in New Frontier Wrestling. So, Rick, you have seven days to accept my challenge. Duck me, and I will chop you down. I’m done playin’.”
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[Match #4. Singles Match - Tim Hunt v. Griffin Hawkins]

As the music hits, Timothy walks out with a crown on his head and a black and gold robe down his back. Timothy starts making his way down the ramp, the fans giving him a mixed reaction to his being in the NFW.

ARDEN
“The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a non-title match! Introducing first! From Dayton, Ohio! Weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds! Representing The Kingdom! He is the King of Controversy! TIMOTHY...HUNT!!!!”

Timothy stops in front of the ring and takes off the robe, revealing his black and gold wrestling attire. Timothy then makes his way up the ring stairs and gets in the ring. He stands in the center of the ring and takes in all of the cheers and jeers that the crowd was giving him.


The lights turn colors from Red to Green to various other colors as "Painkiller" by Judas Priest to fill the air. Fog fills the stage, and emerging from it is none other than Griffin Hawkins, rocking the NFW World Title around his waist!

ARDEN
"His opponent! Making his way to the ring...from Windsor, Ontario Canada...weighing in at 227 Pounds...he is the NFW World Undisputed Champion...Griffin Hawkins!!"

The crowd is cheering as he makes his way down to the ring, slapping hands with the fans as signs that read "Griffin Rox" and "Rock Soldier" are present. He soaks in the positive reaction as he walks up the steps and steps between the ropes. He gets on the turnbuckles and raises the Devil Horns in the air with both hands, pumping the crowd up.

He gets down, taking off his leather jacket before getting out of the ring. He sees a young little boy in the front row as he takes off his silver aviator shades. He places his sunglasses on the young fan who looks excited to be here, smiling as he pats him on the head. He rolls back into the ring, and kicks his feet up ropes in the corner of the ring and leans across the turnbuckle like it's a hammock, waiting for the match to begin.

~DING DING DING~

Griffin Hawkins and Timothy Hunt put on the dream match everyone who had been anticipating thought that they would. The two began with a collar and elbow tie up that saw both men go into a back and forth battle for dominance, grappling one another with takedowns and chain wrestling that really got the crowd riled up. Neither of the two really obtained control and it came to a standoff between Hunt and Hawkins as they broke off and ended up, each, on one knee, staring back at one another across the ring. The crowd was all into it, however, as they began a chant battle of “LET’S GO GRIFFIN” “LET’S GO HUNT!” When they locked up again, Timothy Hunt took control as he countered out of a waistlock and twisted Griffin Hawkins’ arm into an arm wringer. From here, Timothy began to wear him down with heavy offensive strikes, gradually moving into strong technical maneuvers like takedowns and slams. The King of Controversy clearly had beginning control of the match when things really got going. Getting more than a couple pinfall attempts on his opponent.

However, Griffin Hawkins would show that his string of victories in the tournament that ended him landing him the Undisputed Championship was not just a fluke or a spell of luck as he began turning the tables around in the match as Timothy Hunt jumped off of the apron for a double axe handle but was met with a counter-backhand chop across the chest from Griff as the two took the fight outside of the ring. Griffin quickly followed up with a hard forearm before ramming Hunt’s face into the guard rail. As Hunt was regaining his senses, Griffin took the window of opportunity and slid back into the ring, hit the ropes and came back with a tope swanton bomb, crashing right down onto the King of Controversy! Griffin Hawkins gained momentum against his opponent pulling out all of the stops from his highflying and striking arsenal. Griffin brought the match back into the ring before the ref could reach 20, throwing Timothy Hunt back into the ring and coming back in with a slingshot senton for another nearfall. As Griffin Hawkins began picking up a head of steam he became more aerial, coming off of the ropes and turnbuckles with jaw dropping, death defying dives, flips and springboard attacks. There was a reason he was the Undisputed Champion and he was going to show it!

The King of Controversy was no opponent to sleep on, however, as he proved he could go the distance, coming back against the Jukebox Hero with a sudden Spinebuster that stopped the champ’s fast paced momentum dead in its tracks. Timothy Hunt regained control of the match again, hammering Griffin Hawkins with powerful strikes, takedowns and wearing him down with more leg takedowns and submission attempts. The crowd went wild as Hunt eventually caught Hawkins in Controversy’s Rule. He held Griffin tight in the hold until Hawkins had to end up rolling himself back to put himself over Hunt for an attempted cover, causing Hunt to have to release the submission in order to avoid a pinfall. Timothy Hunt was up first, pulling Griffin Hawkins to his feet and went for another submission hold - a cobra clutch. Before he could lock it in fully, however, Griffin managed to elbow his way free, driving his elbow back into Hunt’s ribs. This gave him enough leeway to spin around and catch Hunt with a kick to the midsection where he hastily grabbed him and managed to pull off South Of Heaven, driving Timothy’s face down into the mat. Griffin roll Hunt over, throwing himself over and hooking the leg then for the 1...2...3!

~DING DING DING~

ARDEN
“Here is your winner! GRIFFIN...HAWKINS!”

The crowd roared with excitement as “Painkiller” by Judas Priest resumed throughout the arena and the referee raised Griffin Hawkins’ hand. Immediately after, however, Griffin helped Timothy Hunt to his feet and the two clasped hands respectfully, half-hugging briefly as competitors.

HANSON
“One hell of a performance by both of these men but the Undisputed Champion is the victor in this non-title matchup!”

AUGUSTINO
“Not a bad showing at all. Looked like Hunt almost had Hawkins there more than a few times!”

HANSON
“Well he is the top champion in Hybrid and I think we just found out why! We just saw a champion versus champion bout for the ages, folks!”

Winner: Griffin Hawkins
Result: Pinfall
Time: 22:31
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The scene opens up to a graphic that says the following message has been paid for by Angel Kash, which of course gets the crowd to boo loudly. Before, the camera cuts to the locker room of the Trillion Dollar Princess Angel Kash. Who was dressed in an expensive looking gold dress, gold high heel Gucci pumps, and a Gold chanel handbag slung over her shoulder. As she lounging an expensive looking leather chair with one leg crossed over the other. In her hand is a glass of champagne she sips on slowly as she spots the camera with a smug smirk on her face she begins to speak in her trademark arrogant tone.

“What did I tell you all? That I am a woman of sophistication and class Like this is just a small taste; this chair is made of Kashmiri leather, the carpet in my locker room red velvet, and just drink it all in.”

Angel smirked as she shows off her locker room which was well decorated to say the very least. Pictures of herself, and all of her title wins, as well the well painted walls. However, the camera soon panned back to the haughty rich heiress.

“Now if you think thats expensive well for you peasants it is you can’t afford any of these amenities in my locker room. But I know what all of you are thinking Angel Kash looks so divine as always like how much does that outfit cost?”

Angel smirked before speaking.

“Well it cost more than your rent. It cost more than the money you spend on disgusting food to fill your fat poor faces. And then you have the gaul to boo me? Really during my debut your lucky I even signed my name on the dotted line. I mean the best thing is I don’t have to even be in front of you disgusting lowlife peasants.”

The fans boo even louder as Angel smirks.

“I mean not my fault that I live the life you all wish you had. And speaking of low lives how on earth does Cali Kate get a title match? I mean what has she done to deserve it? She is pathetic I mean I made an example out of her before my debut where I put down Tammy or Tina I forgot the peasants name forgive me.”

Angel sipped on her champagne some more.

“But tonight Cali Kate is gonna take on the inferior Angel Kusanagi and to top it off it is for NFW Womans Television title really? No one even watchs her lame live streams let alone want to watch her on television. Where I am featured on the Bravo network with its highest rated show Kashing In which gives you peasants an even bigger glimpse of my life. But you know something I am gonna watch and see if you win this or not it doesn’t matter to me because if you don’t win then you prove me right, and if you do well you’re just holding that belt until I decide to take it.”

Angel smirks as she snaps her finger and hands the now empty champagne glass back to her staff who takes it, and leave the view of the camera.

“See Cali you and the other Angel are the same type person. A person who is made to work for people like me. I mean I did prove that by taking you out in front of your adoring public didn’t I Cali Kate? And you can act like your thought and your going to get at me but honey I have the best security team money can buy, I am smarter than you and yes I am better than you. I am better than inferior Angel and I am the best woman in this entire company. And you are my stepping stone. Which you should be thankful for because maybe if you’re lucky I will let you kiss them; the leather on them is very expensive.”

Angel smirked, as she handed her champagne she takes it pushing the staff member of out of her way and out of the view of the camera. As she sips on her champagne.

“Because either way that title will be coming to me because it will look so much better around my waist. Because tonight is gonna be a lesson for all of you what Angel Kash wants Angel Kash gets.”

Angel Kash blows an arrogant kiss toward the camera. As the next graphic appears with the preceding announcement has been paid for by Angel Kash. As the scene then fades to black.
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[Match #5. Singles Match - Angel Kusanagi © v. Cali-Kate]

The lights in the arena go dark as the opening chords of “Heist” hit the speakers. The crowd goes up in cheers as a big

“Player 1 Ready…”

comes up on the screen. In the break between the opening chords and the main tune the screen flashes

“Game Start!”

The main tune hits and the lights come back up showing Kate on the stage in a hooded jacket with a huge smile on her face, dancing to her music. Kate flips the hood down and skips down the ramp trading high fives and hugs with various members of the crowd. She even stops a few times to pose for some selfies with the crowd members.

ARDEN
“The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the NFW Women’s Television Championship! On her way to the ring at this time is the challenger! From Laguna Beach, California! She is the Geekette Extraordinaire! CALI...KAAAAAAAATE!!!!!!”

Kate reaches ringside and continues skipping one full round around the ring only trading high fives with audience members. When she gets to the corner, the audience goes wild as Kate blows out a kiss to everyone. Kate slides into the ring and jumps to one of the corners and poses once for pictures. As her music fades, she hops off the ropes and goes to her corner, removing her jacket and warming up for her match.


The arena goes completely dark as the opening guitar strums are heard. When the riff and beat picks up, the lights around the stage take on a flashing strobe effect. Smoke fills the entryway as the word KUSANAGI appears up on the video wall in the form of purple broken glass.

Umarekawaru no sa bōn again!
Let’s fly high like a butterfly!

Yoku ni obore wana ni hamari
Teashi ni karamu tsumi no ito
Karamitsuku Crime!

From the curtain, Angel Kusanagi bursts out, throwing it aside as she jogs out onto the stage in her fighter’s robe and her hands taped up. Angel slows to a steady stroll as she paces on the stage, looking around at the crowd from under her hood.

Kingyo no sukui no ami no yō ni
Moroi hane wa namida no shizuku de yaburete yuku
Yabure chatte Cry

Angel kneels down on both knees, bringing her hands up in a prayer form at the top of the stage.

Iyashī doku kumo ni
(Hane no nai chō nante imi nai ji o hau nezumi to kawarinai)
Kokoro made okasarete
(Disu world wa hikari sae nai Can’t stop koware yuku my mind)
Imasara ana-darake no hane de kuyamu no
(Mune o hareyo omae koso ga batafurai)

As the chorus to the song starts, Angel lifts her head to look down at the ring. A wicked, unhinged gleam in her eyes. Angel pounds her fists against the sides of her head before jumping up with a kick to the air as the purple and white pyro goes off on the stage. She starts her approach to the ring.

Dekiru kotonara mōichido
(Chinohate made ōvu~ā drive yeah)
Kono kodō kizamitsuke tobitai no (fly high)
kanashiki batafurai sono mi terasu hitosuji no hikari netami sora o niramu

ARDEN
“Her opponent! From Dotonbori, Osaka, Japan! She is the NFW Women’s Television Champion! ANGEL...KUSAAAAAANAGIIIIIIIIII!!”

Angel reaches the ring, running and sliding in under the bottom rope where she pops up onto one knee in the center. After a pause, she throws her hood back and stands up to the pop of the crowd. She takes a moment to open her robe, revealing the Women’s TV Title proudly strapped around her waist, before moving to her corner and removing her robe, tossing it over onto the floor. She removes the title and hands it to the referee...hesitantly. Almost as if she’s afraid to part with it. The ref nods to her and raises the belt in the center of the ring before passing it off to the timekeeper and calling for the bell.

~DING DING DING~

As soon as the bell rang, Angel Kusanagi came out of her corner, beckoning Cali-Kate to bring the fight to her. Kate came out looking for a tie up but Angel went right to delivering the strikes, throwing stiff kicks right to Kate’s legs, aiming for her knees and thighs. Kate absorbed most of the kicks but a final, well placed shot one knee caused her to buckle and Angel went in for the brutal follow up. Forearms and palm strikes were delivered ruthlessly from the defending champion as she backed Kate into the ropes and went for an Irish whip but Kate came off of the ropes into a springboard hurricanrana. Angel’s body followed through and she cartwheeled through the maneuver, landing on her feet. Kate ran in for a dropkick but Angel sidestepped and batted her feet, causing her to just land on the mat. Angel turned and went right for a standing moonsault. Kate rolled back out of the way and Angel caught herself on her hands, pushing herself back up. Kate came running off the ropes at that point, going for a Lou Thesz Press but Angel caught her in a monkey flip. Kate landed in a position identical to Angel’s pushup position after her moonsault attempt and rolled out under the bottom rope. As she turned around, Angel Kusanagi came soaring over the top rope with a Fosbury Flop and crashed down on top of her, taking both women down. Kusanagi was on her feet first, however and attempted to continue gaining control.

Neither woman really garnered too long of an advantage. Their constant exchanges of strikes, counters and holds showed that they had studied each other rather well. The crowd was mostly behind Cali-Kate as Angel Kusanagi seemed to be reverting back to her older, more brutal ways and giving less quarter to her opponent. Clearly a long unseen aggression coming out of the platinum blonde. She was fueled with rage the entire time, it seemed, and she was venting all of it on her opponent tonight. Noticeably, she wasn’t doing very much of her sensual, erotic taunting on her opponent even when she had an opening to do so. Kate wasn’t just one to take the offense lying down, however, as she more than proved that she was ready to face the storm that was one of the company’s most wild, unpredictable athlete. The Geekette Extraordinaire went toe to toe with her opponent, pound for pound with her own stiff strikes and high flying attacks; catching Angel with hip attacks and spinning heel kicks whenever she tried to run Kate off of the ropes to regain her own advantage. Several close pinfalls on Kate’s end started to visibly take a toll on Angel’s collected thoughts as she started getting angrier and angrier, starting to make her mistakes in the ring and leave herself open. This gave Kate the opening to finally hit it big and catch Angel with the Expansion Pack. The impact propelled Angel off of Kate and she hit the mat, rolling out of the ring and hitting the floor. The camera zoomed in on her face, catching the look of pain on her expression. The referee coaxed Kate back, bidding her stay in the ring while she slid out and checked on Angel Kusanagi.

HANSON
“Oh, I think Angel might be really hurt, Miranda! You?”

AUGUSTINO
“I got all the love in the world for Katie baby, but I don’t wanna see her hurt anybody. I don’t think she meant to if that’s what happened!”

HANSON
“I don’t either. She seems like such a kin---hey wait a minute!!! Wait a minute!! What’s Angel Kash doing out here?!”

AUGUSTINO
“Get that puta the fuck outta here! Bitch! Don’t you fucking DARE!!”

The crowd began to boo and jeer loudly then as Angel Kash came running down the ramp. Half sprinting, half trying to be sneaky as she slid inside of the ring behind Cali-Kate. She got into position with a twisted, huffy look on her face as she waited to strike. Cali-Kate didn’t seem to notice anything at first as she stood in the ring, watching the referee check on her opponent. After a moment, however, she caught wind of the fans trying to bring her attention to something and looked up, but as she turned around, Angel Kash came running in and caught her with the Kash Flow!

HANSON
“KASH FLOW!!”

AUGUSTINO
“GODDAMN IT!!!”

HANSON
“Kash has struck!”

Cali-Kate laid on the mat, reeling as Angel Kash slid out of the ring and hopped over the barricade, hiding behind it. Meanwhile, the referee finished checking on Angel Kusanagi as the woman pulled herself to her feet. As the ref returned to the ring, Cali-Kate was trying to pull herself back to her feet. Confused, the referee was checking on her now as Angel Kusanagi crawled back into the ring and walked over to Kate, grimacing through the pain in her back as she waited. As Kate got to her feet, speaking to the ref, Kusanagi wasted no time and struck with the Steel Feather, catching Kate blindly across the face!! The referee jumped back lest she end up getting hit, as well. Despite the referee throwing her hands up at Angel, the defending champion threw herself down over her opponent ,just as oblivious to what happened as well and the referee counted the 1...2...3!

~DING DING DING~

ARDEN
“Here is your winner!!! Aaaaand STILL NFW Women’s Television Champion! ANGEL...KUSAAAAANAGI!!!!”

AUGUSTINO
“That filthy little fucking PUTA!!!”

HANSON
“Well, Angel Kusanagi’s gonna retain folks but not without help from Angel Kash! However, I don’t think the champion new anything about it!”

AUGUSTINO
“Nah, I’mma give the champ that. She don’t need nobody to help her win matches and if she’s gonna lose, she does it with humility but THAT bitch right there! Yeah, that bitch! Stand up bitch, I see you!”

As Angel Kusanagi made her way up the ramp, rather anti-climatically, the camera cut over to the barricade as Angel Kash stood up, looking as casual as possible as she flipped her hair over her shoulder. In the background, behind her, at the announce table, Miranda Augustino jabbed a finger at her. Angel Kash saw this and just spread her arms with that sassy, spoiled attitude of hers.

AUGUSTINO
“Yeah, you ain’t even a wrestler bitch! You’re just a goddamn scrapper from fuckin Manhattan!”

Barely under the microphones of the cameras, we hear Angel Kash say “let’s go, tramp!” This causes Miranda Augustino to throw her headset off and get out of her seat, opening her arms out with more of a street bravado. We hear Miranda yell, “what bitch?! You fuckin’ want it?!” The crowd goes nuts but Nick Hanson quickly gets up out of his seat and takes Miranda by the arm. The crowd starts to chant as Angel Kash dismissively blows Miranda off, waving her hand and strutting towards the back.

CROWD
“MIR-KAT!”
“MIR-KAT!”
“MIR-KAT!”
“MIR-KAT!”

AUGUSTINO
“...and kick your fuckin’ chiclets down your goddamn throat, puta!”

HANSON
“Easy, Miranda!”

Nick says just as he and Miranda get their headsets back on but Miranda throws hers off again and goes to Cali-Kate as the woman slides out of the ring and goes to check on her. Miranda starts talking and Kate nods. The two share a hug and Miranda squeezes her hand before returning to the commentary table.

Winner: Angel Kusanagi
Result: Pinfall
Time: 24:59
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The show returns from a commercial break to Steven Brody standing in the ring. “Sharp Dressed Man” by ZZ Top plays but slowly dies down as the Commissioner of NFW stands, waiting, with a microphone in hand. As the music fades, he brings it up to speak.

“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. As Owner and Commissioner of NFW, it is my pleasure to have you here and I hope you’ve been enjoying the show, thus far.”

He pauses as the crowd reacts, positively. Popping and cheering and starting an “NFW” chant.

“As most of you well know, we are two weeks removed from the Vlad Blackheart Memorial and Queen of the Frontier tournaments. These tournaments are held to test the mettle and drive of the New Frontier roster, to determine which athlete is worthy to challenge the World Champion of their division at WrestleWar. As we’ve seen, Cherry Addams became the inaugural Queen of the Frontier and will challenge for the Women’s World Championship. However, the question remains: who will go on to challenge for the Undisputed Championship? Rather than determine this at the tournament finals, we crowned a new champion because of reasons that, at first, I was fine with, until our former champion started showing his true colors as the devil he is….”

Steven Brody looks right into the camera as he says this with a serious scowl on his face.

“I’m not gonna give you the pleasure of your name but you know who I’m talking to. We had an understanding when you and who I’ll call your like minded associates left for ‘greener pastures.’”

Brody raises a hand and makes quotation marks.

“That understanding and mutual respect died when you started trying to talk men and women that remained here into following suit. There’s a term they use in hunting called poaching. It’s done as a business practice too but it’s an ugly one and it’s frowned upon. But on the plus side, I’ve had those individuals come to me personally and assure me that they are going nowhere!”

The crowd, obviously knowing who some of these names are, gives a huge pop as Steven Brody cracks a knowing smirk.

“Besides! Who wants to work for a man that LIMITS their reach? Limits their horizons. This is the sport of professional wrestling. We are one big dysfunctional family. Make a name for yourself. Go out there, kick ass and take names all over the business. I encourage it. It’s what a good boss does.”

Again, Brody shoots a look to the camera before turning to the stage.

“Now! Speaking of loyalty! It just so happens that I’ve been thinking over the debacle that we were put in. Who will go on to face the NFW Undisputed Champion at WrestleWar XVI? With that being said, I’d like to ask individuals that I spoke to earlier in the week. Please, come on out here to the stage.”

As Brody lowers the microphone down, the lights go out and SKYND’s “Jim Jones” begins to play over the PA system. Anton Crowley comes smoothly stepping out onto the stage, accompanied by Eavan Maloney. The two step off to the side as the lights return to normal and the song fades out, quickly replaced by….

“Out Of The Black” by Royal Blood as Edgar Malkovich comes stepping out to a pop from the crowd. He exchanges a look with Anton Crowley as it’s already clear as to what the Commissioner is getting at. He isn’t calling people out here for a campfire song, that’s for sure. Malkovich backs away from Anton, standing across from him on the other side of the curtain as his music fades….

As I Lay Dying’s “Redefined” explodes through the speakers as Jim Reynolds steps out, leading the way for Havok. In a rare sight, Havok is wearing black sneakers, track pants and a long sleeved black t-shirt with his mask on. There’s a tense staredown between Havok and Malkovich before Jim Reynolds backs the man up to stand beside Anton Crowley and Eavan Maloney.

“War” by Vince DiCola takes over the sound system as Matt Klazzic comes walking out with his arms up to a huge pop. He’s got his black and silver mask on with a Turn-It-Up Express color themed tracksuit. He pauses to look at Anton Crowley and Havok, notably staring down with Havok more before he takes a spot beside Edgar Malkovich.

Three Day’s Grace’s “The Mountain” kicks in and gets a huge pop as William “The Mangler” Mannhem steps out through the curtain. William Mannheim and Havok look like they’re about to go for one another until Jim Reynolds and Matt Klazzic get in front of their colleagues, respectively. Mannheim raises his wrapped hand and points to it and at Havok, mouthing obscenities as Matt Klazzic pushes him back to stand with Edgar Malkovich and himself.

Finally, the phrase “GET ON YOUR KNEES AND BOW...DOWN!!!!” roars through the speakers as I Prevail’s “Bow Down” plays and Nico Salvatore comes walking out in a black suit without a tie and sunglasses over his eyes. He takes a place over beside Anton Crowley, Eavan Maloney, Havok and Jim Reynolds. All former stable members together as they stand there, exchanging glances.

“Gentlemen...and lady….” Steven Brody takes a second to properly acknowledge Eavan with a nod. “Welcome. Folks the athletes you’re looking at here are the top six competitors from the Vlad Blackheart Memorial. The most victories won out of the nine matches they competed in. With, of course, Matt Klazzic making it all the way to the finals. Points will play a factor, as well but we’ll get to that later. What I wanna do now, tonight, is inform you all of your next big opportunity which you have earned here in New Frontier Wrestling. One of you six men will be the number one contender at WrestleWar XVI to challenge the Undisputed Champion. As for which of you that will be? That’ll be decided on November 19th. In Plymouth, Massachusetts. At Plymouth Rock Madness…..” Brody pauses, letting the suspense build for a second before he raises the microphone up again. “Inside a Blood of Heroes Coliseum match!” Lowering the microphone, the focus went to the video wall as the lights went out in the arena to bring focus to the screen.



As the video ends and the lights return to normal, Steven Brody lifts the mic again as the six competitors turn back towards the ring.

“Good luck, gentlemen. All of you. And now, as one final order of business regarding Plymouth Rock Madness there’s only one way I can properly announce this...and that’s by allowing someone else to make the announcement...”

The crowd stirred in confusion and curiosity as Steven Brody lowered the microphone to his side and….



Deuce’s “Here I Come” kicked on over the speakers as Max LeBrun stepped out through the curtain to a huge pop from the crowd, welcoming the Toronto Daredevil in his first appearance since the Vlad Blackheart Memorial. Dressed casually in jeans, boots, one of his ‘Get On My Level’ shirts with a stencil outline of him hitting an aerial maneuver behind the text, and a leather jacket, Max LeBrun pauses to look on either side of him at the six competitors for the Coliseum match and their respective company. He shoots a gun finger to William Mannheim and winks. We can almost hear the tongue click before he makes his way to the ring.

HANSON
“Well, we just had one hell of a match announced for November 19th, in Plymouth. What’s Max gonna announce?”

AUGUSTINO
“I bet it’s good!”

Max reaches the ring and climbs up to the turnbuckle, hitting his normal stage pose where he snaps down one hand and throws up the horns with the other. The camera quickly sweeps over the crowd with thousands of hands mimicking the hand gesture. Max hops down inside the ring and moves to Brody, shaking his hand as the Commissioner passes the microphone to him.

CROWD
“DARE-DE-VIL!”
“DARE-DE-VIL!”
“DARE-DE-VIL!”
“DARE-DE-VIL!”

“Well, from the sound of it, I think you guys missed me….”

Max says with a sly smirk on his face, sending the audience into a deafening pop. He takes a moment to soak it in, and runs up to a turnbuckle, throwing his hand up again. After a moment, he hops back down and lifts the mic again.

“C’mon, I wasn’t gone that long! But then again, two weeks without the Toronto Daredevil on your screen is two weeks too long, am I right?” He pauses to grin at the crowd, running his hand through his long hair before he continues. “Trust me, I wasn’t injured. Just playing it safe after busting ass for all of you for an entire month.” He says with a hand gesturing out to the appreciative crowd. Max then rests a hand on his, obviously flat stomach but gives a funny look. “Aaaaand, I admit, after Canadian Thanksgiving, I’m surprised my fat ass even made it down to this ring. Anyway!” He pauses, letting the crowd laugh some.

“I wish I had some long speech written out for what I came out here to say. Actually wait….” Max pauses and starts checking his pockets, frowning some and shrugs. “Nope. Guess not. However! I will say this: I gotta give it up to everyone who put their names down to compete in both tournaments for the memory of Vlad Blackheart. And more so, I wanna congratulate our new World Undisputed Champion. Griffin Hawkins!” Max leads the crowd in a round of applause. He then raises the mic again. “I’d ask him to come out here but I think he’s still in a food coma. He’s Canadian too, you know.”

The crowd laughs again as Max focuses on the stage, looking towards the back. “But no really, Griff. Props to you, brother. You didn’t just win the tournament, you debuted into the company and took over. If that doesn’t spell talent, I don’t know what does. You came in here and you beat eight people in your block to make it to your ninth opponent in the finals….” Max pauses, looking around him before back to the curtain, “...but you had ten matches, Griff. Ten matches. Nine victories. One exception. I’m not gonna call it a loss. I’m not gonna call it a defeat. Because you ended up winning everything despite that rocky start but let’s not forget. That rocky start? Came at the hands...of me.” He thumbs to himself. The crowd starts to stir with excitement as Max paces slowly around the ring. “I set a goal in the tournament. A goal to either win it all or at the very least, defeat Judas Lasher and challenge him again for the title. Neither of those happened. I came up just a little short of going to WrestleWar. I did pin Judas Lasher but as we all know, he isn’t here anymore, BUT!” Max LeBrun pointed to the curtain again. “You still are Griff. You’re still here, you have something I want back, and by pinning you in the tournament, I earned the right to stake my claim, so Griff? Hope you’re listening, brother...because I officially challenge you to a match at Plymouth Rock Madness...for the NFW Undisputed Championship!”

HANSON
“WHOOOAAAA!!!!”

AUGUSTINO
“YEEESSSS!!!!!”

The crowd continued to go nuts as Max LeBrun spread his arms out, looking all around before towards the back with a face as if he were letting it be known, that the crowd wanted it.

“I’m not gonna stand here and trash talk and cut you down, Griff, because I got no reason to. I will say this: listen to Manchester. Listen to the world. Imagine how Plymouth will sound. Let’s tear this place down a second time, huh? Only this time...let’s crank up the volume.”

Dropping the microphone, “Here I Come” resumes as Max LeBrun exits the ring and makes his way back up the ramp, high fiving fans on the way up before he disappears through the curtain.
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[Match #6. Six-Woman Tag Match - The Kingdom v. Super Bitch Squad]

Diamante’s “Sound of Us” comes on over the speakers as the ‘BEHOLD THE KINGDOM’ banner appears on the video wall. The lights go dim in the arena, darkening the stage and ramp.

Telling me no all my life
Trying to put out the fire
You don't know gold when it shines
I'm coming in like a flood
Something that you can't outrun
Won't be the same when I'm done

Hey, come and raise your flag
We made it baby here we go

As the chorus hits, the lights suddenly come back on, shining down a single, large spotlight on Christina Olson, Lilith Meadows and Lluvia Cane. The Bloody Fairytale members stand back to back with Christina staring down at the ring. Beside them, with her back to their sides, stands “The Cherokee Princess” Lluvia Cane. With her hands on her hips, she stands with her head turned towards the ring. She scowls down the ramp as Christina Olson is already talking trash. From behind Christina, Lilith Meadows steps out and turns to face the ring. Lluvia turns and the three Kingdom women stand side by side as a single, strong unit and start storming towards the ring.

This is the sound of us
Guitars and dying drums
This is the sound, the sound of us
This is the sound of us
Made out of sweat and blood
This is the sound, the sound of us

ARDEN
“The following contest is a six-woman tag team matchup! Introducing first! Representing the Kingdom! They are the NFW World Tag Team Champions! Christina Olson! Lilith Meadows! Bloody Fairytale! And their tag team partner! The Cherokee Princess! Lluvia Cane!”

Bloody Fairytale perform their usual tag team entrance, taking to the turnbuckles together while Lluvia Cane tosses her hat into the crowd and rips her outer top off, revealing her ring top underneath. She climbs up onto the apron, posing for the thirsty audience members before doing a back roll into the ring and the three Kingdom members join together again before moving to their corners.


The arena darkens with the music starting at the same instant. At the 0:18 mark, the multicolored light effect seen in each girl's solo entrance kicks in and lights up the stage. Kaede Tanabe steps through the curtain, dressed in the finest designer’s clothing. She turns her nose up to the crowd, beckoning...no...demanding they turn their attention to the curtain as she fans herself with a folding fan.Shortly after, at 0:24, Kayako Kazama comes running through the curtain, all smiles, pumping her fist in the air.

Next comes Masami Nishikiyama, through the curtain before going into the spin she does on the balls of her feet with her arms out.

While she's still in the process of twirling, Yuka Hirata emerges coolly, rolling her neck before coming to the center of stage, kneeling and performing a quick Wai Kru before slamming her fists on the stage and popping up and giving a yell.

Together, the four turn and stick their hands in a circle and perform their team chant. At 0:49 into the song, the four girls turn, Yuka leading the way and Masami following behind while Kayako follows, 'skipping' along with her hands behind her back. Kaede brings up the rear, fanning herself as she struts down the ramp as if she’s on a walkway. As she passes the camera, she looks away and throws her hand up, shooing the camera man away.

ARDEN
"Making their way to the ring! From Japan! Being accompanied by Kaede Tanabe!! KAYAKO - KAZAMA...MAAASAAAAMI NIIISHIKIYAAAMA...and YUUUKA HIIIRATA!!!! THEY! ARE! THE SUUUUUPER BITCH SQUUUAAAAAAAD!!!!"

As The SBS were getting into the ring, Christina was first to charge, delivering a boot to Yuka. Lilith and Lluvia follow right behind, both delivering shoulders to Masami and Kayako respectively and dropping them back to the floor. Christina hits climbs to the top rope, looking back behind her and leaping, hitting all three members of SBS with a corkscrew moonsault. She stands up, yelling at them and flipping them off as Lilith and Lluvia climb out of the ring. The three members of the Kingdom begin assaulting the members of the SBS.

HANSON
“HEY WHOA WATCH OUT!!!!”

AUGUSTINO
“They ain’t even gonna wait for the bell, Nick!!!”

HANSON
“They’re not even waiting for their opponents to get into the ring!”

Christina picks Masami up and drives her back first into the ring apron. Lilith has Yuka in a Fujiwara armbar and Lluvia hits Kayako with an Alabama slam into the barricade.

CROWD
“OHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”

HANSON
“OH MY GOD!!!!!”

CROWD
“KING-DOM!”
“KING-DOM!’
“KING-DOM!”
“KING-DOM!”

Christina rolls Masami into the ring and gets in as Lilith and Lluvia both hop up to the apron and the bell finally sounds.

~DING DING DING~

Christina immediately climbs to the top rope and hits the Firestarter! Christina goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Yuka is able to dive in at just the last second to break the count. Lilith once again comes charging in and picks Yuka up by the leg and delivers a dragon screw. The ref grabs Lilith and begins to admonish her. As Lilith is arguing with the ref, Kaede jumps up to the apron yelling at the red head. Christina hops up and goes to swing with a right hand, but Kaede hops down in the knick of time to avoid the right hand. Christina yells down at the manager of SBS saying I’m sure some not so flattering things about her.

HANSON
“Seems like Christina Olson isn’t too pleased with Kaede Tanabe, either!”

AUGUSTINO
“Who can blame her?!”

As she’s yelling at Kaede, Kayako comes in from the other side of the ring and delivers a stiff forearm to the back of Christina’s head. She helps Masami up to her feet and the two women take Christina and send her off to the ropes. Christina comes off the ropes and gets dropped with a double clothesline and follows it up with a double elbow drop. Kayako gets out of the ring as Masami picks Christina up and delivers a German suplex and keeps her hands grasped. She picks Christina up again and delivers a second and then a third with a release. Masami crawls over and goes for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Lluvia and Lilith are both reaching out, yelling for Christina to get over and make a tag. Christina reaches out, looking for a tag, but Masami grabs her by the leg and pulls her over towards her corner. She grapevines the leg of Christina and reaches out. Kayako tags herself in. She springboards over the top rope and delivers a leg drop across the back of Christina’s neck. Kayako hits the ropes, delivering a guillotine leg drop and then turning Christina over for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

She picks Christina up and sends her into their corner. She looks over at the corner of the Kingdom and walks over, just giving a quick slap to the face of Lilith. She backs away and Lilith tries to get into the ring, but the ref is right there to hold the blonde back. As she tries to fight with the ref to get into the ring. As the ref is distracted, Masami and Yuka begin to choke Chrissy as the crowd boos loudly. Lil finally gets out of the ring and as the ref turns around, the two women stop and Kayako charges in and delivers a corner dropkick. As she does, Yuka reaches over and tags herself in. Yuka comes into the ring now as Masami and Kayako hold Christina there. The red head tries to fight out of the corner, sending elbows to the two ladies on the apron.

HANSON
“Christina Olson’s fighting hard! Can she get out of it?!”

AUGUSTINO
“Watch out, here comes Hirata!!”

As she fights, Yuka comes charging in though and delivers a jumping elbow smash to the side of Christina’s face. Yuka grabbed Christina and went for a bulldog, but the red head pushed her off and came charging out of the corner and delivered a stiff clothesline. Both women were on the mat as the ref started his ten count. Kaede yells from the floor for Yuka to make it to her feet as Lilith and Lluvia pound on the top turnbuckle to get the crowd behind Christina. The red head crawls, diving and tagging in Lluvia. The crowd goes wild as The Cherokee Princess comes in.

AUGUSTINO
“OHHHHH HERE COMES, LIL MAMA!!!!”

HANSON
“LLUVIA CANE!! COMING IN HOT!!”

AUGUSTINO
“KICK SOME ASS, CHICA!”

Yuka gets up to her feet, but Lluvia runs in and almost takes her head off with big boot. Lluvia grabs Yuka and delivers an Alabama slam before running over and taking both Masami and Kayako off the ring apron. Lulivia turns around and hits the ropes. She comes off the ropes and delivers a clothesline that turns Yuka inside out. Lluvia stands up, the crowd goes wild as as she stands back and yells for Yuka to make it to her feet. Lilith reaches in and tags herself in as Yuka gets to her feet and Lluvia delivers Angelic Rebellion and Lilith comes in and immediately tags Chrissy into the match.

HANSON
“AND HERE COMES THE FIRESTARTER!!! CHRISTINA OLSON BACK INTO THE MATCH!!”

AUGUSTINO
“GET ‘EM CHRISSY!!!!”

Chrissy comes in and picks Yuka up onto her shoulders. She delivers the rolling Death Valley Driver as Lilith stands on the top rope and delivers the leg drop. Chrissy climbs to the top rope and she hits the 450 splash finishing the Fairytale Ending. She goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Masami delivers a stiff kick to the small of Christina’s back to break it up at the very last second. Lilith charges in and delivers a spear to Masami as the two brawl out to the floor. Christina gets up as Kayako gets up and starts yelling at the ref to distract him. As he’s dealing with her, Kaede hops up to the ring apron and yells at Chrissy. Chrissy once again walks over and starts to yell at her, but Kaede pulls out the pepper spray and hits the red head in the eyes with it.

HANSON
“OH COME ON NOW!!! THERE’S THAT PEPPER SPRAY IN THE EYES OF CHRISTINA OLSON!!! DAMN IT!!!”

She stumbles back, covering her eyes as Yuka grabs Christina by the tights and rolls her up as Kayako tells the ref to turn around. He gets into position and Yuka puts her feet on the ropes.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

AUGUSTINO
“Fucking kidding me?!”

ARDEN
“Here are your winners!!!! S...B...S!!!!”

HANSON
“Well, once again, SBS pull a fast one on The Kingdom!”

AUGUSTINO
“I don’t believe that shit!!!”

As “Seobonzakura” plays throughout the arena, Lilith and Lluvia retrieve Chrissy, helping her out of the ring and up the ramp as SBS join up in the ring to celebrate. Kayako Kazama bounces up and down, clapping her hands excitedly and throws herself into Masami for a big hug. Kaede raises Yuka’s arm up while the ref raises the other. As The Kingdom back up the ramp, Yuka and Kayako both make title motions around their waist. Yuka more focused and sincere while Kayako does so in a rapid, excited fashion. Kaede prances around the ring, demanding the booing fans give it up for her girls. Meanwhile, Masami brushed her bangs out of her face and meets Lluvia’s gaze. The Japanese woman licks her upper teeth in anticipation and nods as she slaps Yuka and Kayako on their backs as the credits roll.

Winners: SBS
Result: Pinfall
Time: 23:19
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Match Winners
Match #1. No Contest
Match #2. Lash Donohue
Match #3. The Frightners
Match #4. Griffin Hawkins
Match #5. Angel Kusanagi
Match #6. SBS
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Match Writers
Match #1. NFWStaff
Match #2. Bloody Fairytale
Match #3. Bloody Fairytale
Match #4. NFWStaff
Match #5. NFWStaff
Match #6. Bloody Fairytale
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Match Judges
Match #1. N/A. No Show.
Match #2. NFWStaff, Bloody Fairytale, Sativa Nevaeh
Match #3. NFWStaff, Bloody Fairytale, Sativa Nevaeh
Match #4. NFWStaff, Bloody Fairytale, Sativa Nevaeh
Match #5. Sativa Nevaeh, Bloody Fairytale, Eavan F’n Maloney
Match #6. Angled
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Match Commentary Written By
NFWStaff