NFW Collision #57 - Hershey, PA! 12/03/2019!

Following the introduction vignette, the camera opens on a low angle swooping in on the outside of the Hersheypark Arena in Hershey, Pennsylvania. The shot cuts to the inside of the arena as “Like A Shot” continues and the pyro goes off, lighting up the stage and the arena as the 8,000+ capacity crowd shows how ready they are for the show with a deafening pop that can be heard over the music as they raise their signs up.



Finally, the camera falls on the announcer’s table where we are greeted by Nick Hanson and Miranda Augustino on commentary.

Nick Hanson: “Good evening ladies and gentlemen! We hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday with friends and family! Welcome to NFW’s weekly broadcast Tuesday Night Collision!”

Miranda Augustino: “I’m still stuffed from leftovers, Nicky! Holy crap!”

Nick Hanson: “Hahaha, I’ll bet.”

Miranda Augustino: “What’s that ‘sposed to mean?”

Nick Hanson: “Huh? Nothing, I---”

Miranda Augustino: “That a fat joke, Nick?”

Poor Nick practically freezes as Miranda turns in her chair, resting an arm on the table and gives him that scorned woman look. Nick shifts uncomfortably in his seat.

Nick Hanson: “What? No, never!”

Miranda Augustino: “Oh just because I eat leftovers, I’m el gorda now? Or was that a slut joke? ‘Yeah baby, I bet you’re stuffed!’? You got somethin’ on your mind, hijo de puta?!”

Nick Hanson: “Miranda, no! Really! I was just---”

Miranda Augustino: “Haaaaaah! I’m just messin’ with ya, Nicky.”

Nick Hanson: “Oh...oh good. Whew!”

Nick reaches for a bottle of water and starts sipping.

Miranda Augustino: “Got stuffed pretty good by Papi, Thanksgiving night though.”

The water Nick just sipped gets spewed out like a fountain in front of him before he looks at Miranda, mortified.

Miranda Augustino: “No, I didn’t do that.”

Nick Hanson: “Oh my GOD, MIRANDA!!”

Miranda Augustino: “Yeah, Papi said somethin’ like that.”

Nick Hanson buries his face in his hand and can be heard muttering ‘dear god, we’re gonna get taken off the air.’ Miranda laughs, slapping the table.

Miranda Augustino: “Relax, Nicky! I didn’t get to give you shit, last week! I got this one! Whattup bitches?! We’re back with Episode #58 of Collision and we’re kicking off the month of December with a pretty sick card lineup! Kicking ish off in a bit here, we got Layla Aishe playing gatekeeper for the one...the only...the leader of the next women’s revolution here in NFW! The Woke Warrior, Dana Ellis!”

Nick Hanson: “Yaaaaay. Can’t wait for that one.”

Miranda Augustino: “Hey! Watch the sarcasm, Nicky!”

Nick Hanson: “Well, at least we’re getting her as the opener.”

Miranda Augustino: “I know right?! Why save the best for last when you can--hey waaaaaait a minute!”

Nick Hanson: “We’ve also got our NFW TV Title matches. Emelie Sanclemente will challenge Angel Kusanagi for the Women’s Television Championship and it’s the highly asked for rematch between TV Champion, Timothy Hunt and Lash Donohue!”

Miranda Augustino: “And speaking of angels, we got the other Angel Kash and Cali-Kate - my Katie baby - getting in the ring to hash shit out! This has been a long time coming since they both signed with the company!”

Nick Hanson: “We’ve got round 2 of the Best of 7 Series. Masami Nishikiyama and Lluvia Cane. Masami has one win in the series. Their first match was two weeks ago at Plymouth Rock Madness. They’re gonna continue their war tonight. And let’s talk about this tag team match we got tonight, Mir.”

Miranda Augustino: “Fatal fourway, Nicky! The Dark Circle and Kawaii Trash Panda Go are making their NFW debuts and getting one hell of an opportunity. They could go to Wrestle War XVI for a match against the Tag Team Champions, BUT they gotta go through not only the Skillz Vendorz but SBS - Yuka and Kayako, too. Whoever wins that match is going to the Garden for tag team gold.”

Nick Hanson: “Definitely an exciting match to come, Miranda. And then, finally….”

Miranda Augustino: “Oh my gooooodddddd!!”

Miranda Augustino groans and looks at the camera with disgust on her face.

Miranda Augustino: “Cherry...Cherry Addams. Girl, what’s up with you? Who jumps somebody in their home on Thanksgiving evening?!”

Nick Hanson: “She does, apparently. Now this match was already set in stone since Plymouth Rock Madness when Cherry Addams interfered in the Women’s Title match, costing Adrianna Salvatore the victory.”

Miranda Augustino: “Ehhhh, Adrianna should have kept her eye on the ball but still, I disagree with the home invasion bit! Cherry! Que pasa, mi amiga?”

Nick Hanson: “Cherry Addams will take on Adrianna Salvatore in tonight’s main event, folks. Now, if Adrianna defeats Cherry tonight, the main event at Wrestle War XVI for the Women’s Championship between Cherry Addams and defending champion, Sativa Nevaeh, will become a Triple Threat Match. Adrianna wins tonight? She’s in that match.”

Miranda Augustino: “AND thanks to how things have heated up between Addams and Salvatore, it ain’t just a regular match anymore Nicky. Not tonight.”

Nick Hanson: “No disqualification folks. Falls count anywhere. This is going to be a fight!!”

Miranda Augustino: “Hey, I do love a good fight. Let’s get to it, Nicky.”

Nick Hanson: “Let’s. This is it, folks! It is time for NFW Collision!”

Arley Kirk: "No. Sons of bitches!! Just what I need!!"

Arley let a prolonged, pained, somewhat unintelligible chain of growling sounds as she discovered that someone had keyed the living heck out of her RX-7 and had also put a brick through the passenger side window.

Arley Kirk: "Ffffff...antastic.."

Arley kicked a parking lot stone as hard as she could. She face-palmed as it kicked up, deflected off her door and put a spiderweb crack in her mirror. Arley looked to the camera like they do in The Office..

Arley Kirk: "What a day, and what a week. Ya know, just when you think you're finding ya feet in this business, POW, the carpet gets dragged out from under ya..the people watch ya land smack bang on ya ass. But no matter, ya get up again right?"

Arley, somewhat deflated, sat on the hood of her car, cursing silently as she noticed just how bad the "keywork" is on her pearlescent RX-7..

Arley Kirk: "Ya get it together eventually. We all do! We start to find a teensy lil modicum of success. And then, before ya know it, your bawse wants you to like..die.."

Arley reached into her bag and dragged out a copy of the upcoming NFW Collision poster and she pointed enthusiastically at a match which she had circled in bright pink highlighter..

Arley Kirk: "It's.. it's a freakin' four way TAG match to determine which one of us will get to challenge #BloodyFairytale for the NFW tag gold, yuh! I mean, this match is going to be chaotic and hellacious. Ya know that already! We gots #DarkCircle, our original opponents. But throw #SBS and #SkillzVendorz into the mix with ya favorite grrrls, #KawaiiTrashPandasGO and we got ourselves a body pile right here on Collision! And y'all know that KTPG are looking to be proudly standin.."

Arley stopped to mop sweat from her brow right as her phone rang in her bag. She growled to herself as she rolled her eyes at the camera.

Arley Kirk: "Just a second y'all.."

She retrieved the pink Samsung, noticed that it was Super Tiger and hurriedly answered.

Arley Kirk: "Yuh, grrl?"

ST's voice can be heard in an excited, if not shrill, screech from the other end of the phone.

Super Tiger: "Arley-san! Did you hear the news?! We are in number one contenders match for the Tag Titles ALREADY!"

Of course Arley had heard the news! She was beaming proudly regardless!

Super Tiger: "HAI GRRRRL! I'm so excited! These other teams? They don't even KNOW what's about to come for them in streak of neon colored light when KTPG goes off!"

Arley nodded enthusiastically!

Arley Kirk: "I mean dang it, Tigger-san we work hard enough! And we're sure as hell ready to go all the way. Who's to freakin' say we CAN'T right here at NFW Collision 57, where it counts the mostest!"

Super Tiger: "Hai! We're going to rise to the top Arley-San! We will be number one! And then the neon flash of KTPG will be wearing gold as well!"

Arley Kirk: "Pretty soon this neon flash will be a neon shower! And pretty soon we're gonna be a golden shower!!"

Super Tiger: "No one will be able to stop the Golden Shower of Kawaii Trash Pandas Go!"

Arley Kirk: "Dang right, my grrrl! We are gonna golden shower all over everyone who kneels before us!"

Super Tiger: "And they will have to kneel VERY low, because I am not very tall!"

Arley looked to the cam that was following her with a wry smirk as Tiger said the last part..

Arley Kirk: "Yuh, maybe not. But time and time again, Kawaii Trash Pandas GO? We prove that size don't mean a damn thang, right? Size is actually a letdown against a Trash Panda!"

Super Tiger: "Hai! It does not matter how big you are! If you cannot catch lighting in a bottle, or a neon in your hands, then you can't touch us! We're the fastest around!"

Inspired, AK stood up on the hood of her car with a look of determination on her face!

Arley Kirk: Yeah. Yeah! You're right. We are!

Arley beamed while she looked to the sky for a second, and then back down at the camera..

Arley Kirk: "We're the fastest. By a huge margin. We gots ourselves one hell of an advantage if we can stay on top of it, Tiggy-san. And we're gonna freakin' stay on top of it, don't doubt it for a second.."

Super Tiger: "No one can catch us! No one can hit us! We will win this match, and we will go on to face Bloody Fairy Tale for the Tag Team Titles!"

Arley paused, looking dead into the camera. A grin once more crossed her face, the viewer finding out why another name for Arley is "The angel faced assassin".

Arley Kirk: "And ya know what else we are gonna be staying on top of, ST?!"

Super Tiger: "What's that, Arley-San?!"

Arley Kirk: "All...freakin..six of our opponents, Tiger-san! That's what we're stayin' on top of!"

Super Tiger: "And then we're staying on top of the whole NFW tag team division!"

Arley Kirk: Damn straight! I...

Arley hopped down from the hood of her car as she heard the "BEEP BEEP" of a call waiting on another line..

Arley Kirk: "Oh for freak sake. I gotta go, ST. I'll see ya when I'm looking atcha!"

Super Tiger: "Hai grrrl!"

Arley quickly hung the phone up and answered..

Lash Donohue: "Yo sis. Where is you??"

Arley Kirk: "Not now Lash..I'm at the gym. Some mouth breather keyed my fuckin' CAR. I'll be home soon.”

Lash Donohue: "No shit. Get ya blonde ass back here. I'm hungry, you bit.."

Arley growled and hung the phone up in a huff, throwing it in her bag and opening her car door before throwing it on the passenger seat and hopping in..

Arley Kirk: "Fuckin' asshole! I said not now!"

Arley started the car, reversed out angrily and peeled out of the parking lot somewhat dangerously. She is was certainly looking forward to some peace and quiet!

A rather unusual scene opened up in what could only be the living room of the home of Arley Kirk and Super Tiger. There are just far too many stuffed animals and diamantes for it to be anywhere else in the world. Only today, it was a little bit different. Balloons and streamers and actual people took up practically every other surface imaginable!

In the background, the viewers can see Krystal Kirk, Kan Pai Tan and Maxine Foster hurrying to put the finishing touches on some food platters. We can also see Griffin Hawkins deftly hooking up some trippy lighting in the ceiling corners while Brett Daniels silently chides Lash Donohue as he tries to take away the ladder and Rick Dickulous looked on while he laughed and drank beer.

Brett Daniels: "C'mon kids, quit goofing off! This is a special night!"

We finally spot Super Tiger grinning broadly as she carried a very brightly colored and tasty looking cake which had a Barbie figurine version of Arley Kirk as the centrepiece.

Super Tiger: "She's gonna love this! Coyote bitch better like it! Fuck expensive!"

Everyone made way for ST as she walked through to the back yard with the cake, Maxi and KK and Kan following shortly after with the other food. As they all grinned at Griffin's lighting work coming into effect, they placed everything on the table and walked back inside..

Lash Donohue: "Alright, she's gonna be here any minute! Everyone drop ya cocks and grab ya socks, it's showtime!"

There was muffled laughter and everyone took their hiding places. Most of which admittedly, weren't very good. The key turned in the lock, everyone waiting with bated breath. A gym bag flew across the hall and a dejected looking Arley finally followed it inside..

Everyone: "SURPRISE!!!!!"

Arley nearly fainted then and there as this group of crazy people let of noisemakers and hurled streamers, as well as a bunch of cool lights streaming in and party music started up..

Everyone: "Happy birthday, Arley!"

Arley had been so busy training in the lead up to this encounter that she had forgotten all about her own birthday.

Arley Kirk: "Woah!! What?!"

Arley took a step back and Tiger recognised that Arley was turning pale, so she signalled for the party cam to cut and the media offering from KTPG finally fades to black.
Kingdom's cover of "Fight Song" hits the P.A as fans boo the arrival of the lone Woke Warrior of NFW. Dana Ellis enters the stage in a beautiful black gown with prestige and authority. She is a fighter and isn't going to allow some man keep her from the gold as she enters with a look of determination. She holds up her arms for people to admire her superior feminism. She struts down to the ring, making sure to admonish any male fan who would doubt her ability in the ring ...or objectify her.

Roger Arden: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...from Madison, Wisconsin! She is The Woke Warrior...DANA...ELLIS!!”

Miss Ellis to you enters the ringside area, looks at a young female fan, kneels over and lets her know that she can be anything she wants. She then turns a young male fan tells him that he was born to be predator. She turns back to the ring, climbs up the steel steps before entering between the middle and top rope. A few men whistles at her as she rolls her eyes and looks completely annoyed. Dana holds her arms out in the middle of the ring as the fans, both men and women alike, boo her arrogance.

Miranda Augustino: “I can’t wait to see what the Woke Warrior can do!”

Nick Hanson: “How’s she gonna wrestle in that dress?”

Miranda Augustino: “We’ll see!”

As she is being boo’ed by everyone in attendance, she ignores this and asks for a microphone instead. The fact that she is going to speak before she wrestles riles up the crowd even more. She waits for them to die down, but it doesn’t happen. They just keep jeering her, so she talks anyway.

Dana Ellis: Boo all you want. A strong woman will not be silenced nor will she be judged for having an opinion. The fact is, love me or hate me, you are all apart of history tonight. You are here to witness my first match for New Frontier Wrestling. You are all going to see the change that needs to happen begin tonight. And if you boo me during this history making moment, YOU are going to be on the wrong side of Her-story!

The mere mention of this word drives the crowd into a fit as they get even louder, attempting to drown her out. She will have none of it though.

Dana Ellis: Now, let’s talk a little about this match. I want to thank all of the fans and the wrestler’s in the back for making this most anticipated debut in NFW history. You can criticize that statement all you want, but you know that it is not untrue. I’ve had wrestlers, male and female alike, lining up to be the first one with the honor to be apart of this moment. Sure, they might have said that it is to shut me up, but we all know the truth here. The fact is that they want to face me because they want to be apart of the equality I want to bring to this company. They want to fight me because it is the only thing that is going to make their careers relevant after I have bridged the gender barrier here. And I commend all of them for that.It is hard being a woman in this industry, doing what you think is right, just for someone to come along and make you realize that all you’ve been doing during this time is compromising.

With that condescending remark, Dana pauses for a bit as the fans start a “go away” chant.

Dana Ellis: First, you have Adrianna Salvatore, who wanted to win the Women’s Title and then hand it to me. Unfortunately, she is used up after years of stagnating and getting rich off of it. But she was itching to hand me the title so I could do the right thing with it. And I would be in tonight’s main event if Isabella Santiago was doing her job correctly and didn’t allow for interference. Then you have Vanita, who didn’t just want to be my first opponent badly, but she wanted all the women on the roster to surround the ring to watch my first match and pick up the first of many victories towards equality. Most of the tag team division wanted to get me in the ring for my debut to prove that they aren’t just the bathroom break. Eavan Maloney, our new Mid-tier champion, challenged me to a match. And the list goes on to include most of the Television division. And after all these highly regarded people begged and pleaded to be apart of the most anticipated debut in NFW, who did management choose? What legend or fan favorite was thrown my way?

Dana pauses to roll her eyes for a moment.

Dana Ellis: The fortune teller.

She shakes her head in disgust.

Dana Ellis: Yes, Layla Aishe, a woman who has been here since August and has made no lasting impact, is basically being thrown to the wolves tonight.She better consider herself REAL lucky to get the position that EVERY SINGLE person on the roster had been begging for weeks. Well, everyone but her. Why? Well, maybe because she is a better fortune teller than I give her credit for. Perhaps she knew that my convictions are stronger than hers and she was on a losing fight against me. But management had the opportunity to award someone with this honor and they chose her of all people? She should be gracious that she being allowed this moment in her-story; that she is getting a match that everybody has been clamoring for. But what did she do? She immediately said that the reason I am going to lose is because the manner in which I wrestle in is restrictive. Gee, I’m sorry Miss Aishe, I can’t show my belly like you do because I don’t want to be exploited by this company. But if that is the only thing you have against me, AFTER ALL OF THIS, you’re fighting a losing battle.

She once again stops as there is all kinds of heat being lobbied towards her by the crowd now. She stops and regains her composure.

Dana Ellis: Wanting empowerment and inclusivity is stronger than whatever fashion choice you want to lobby towards me. Wanting to make this world better by winning my matches and helping my opponents see that they are being oppressed is stronger than any fortune telling skills you think you might have. I have motivation and reason and it NEVER wavers. I am strong in why I fight and it isn’t a personal reason. Or because I am living out someone else’s dream for them. No, I fight because we are living in a world where people are being held back by the fascists are in charge. Families are being ripped from their homes and torn apart by the government. Children are being put in cages, but I should feel sorry for you because your sister didn’t know how to drive correctly? Don’t make me laugh.

Dana Ellis looks directly at the camera with confidence and determination.

Dana Ellis: I want you to listen to this carefully before you come out here to face, Layla. THIS is bigger than you and your sob stories. This is bigger than your goal to be relevant. THIS is bigger than you attempting to steal your sister’s identity and not live your own damn life. Your petty problems are small in comparison to equality for all in the NFW. Your not going to lose because somehow I managed to wrestle in a dress. You are going to lose because I am fighting for the disenfranchised EVERYWHERE. I am fighting so there is no Men’s WORLD title and then just a Women’s title. I am fighting so they can be one in the same. I am fighting so we can finally have a PPV main evented by women and it isn’t some novelty that Santiago put together to appease my movement. Go ahead come out here TO THE BIGGEST MATCH OF YOUR CAREER and tell me that you are fighting for your dead sister. Meanwhile I am out here for the smallest match in my career, that somehow still has gotten more buzz than anything you’ve ever done, and I’ll win because I am fighting for freedom within this company and the world.

Dana is about to drop the microphone and get ready for the match, much to the relief of those in attendance. However, she stops and continues.

Dana Ellis: You know what? I have more to say because management just doesn’t listen to me when I do it on twitter. So fine, I’ll do it right here, right now. After this match, is the Television title match featuring Lash Donohue. I cannot BELIEVE that Brody is awarding his lewd and predator-like behavior with a title shot. Do you know what that man has done to me? Do you know what he has done to the entire female gender? Do you understand the example he is setting for young children everywhere? In the last two weeks alone, he has made several crude feminists jokes, constantly demeans women on twitter, has sexually assaulted via his twitter account, AND he physically assaulted me in Plymouth. To top all of that off, he is taking advantage of my young cousin who doesn’t know any better.

A frustrated Dana Ellis stops as she is getting too heated.

Dana Ellis: And Miss Santiago and Miss Brody have done NOTHING to punish him. There has been no talks about suspension or termination. They barely mentioned fining him, but that is because I complained. If I didn’t, they wouldn’t have done anything. But tonight, he is being rewarded with a shot at the Television title that he lost fairly to the “controversial man who follows all the rules and respects the management?” Do you understand how horrendous that is. This man shouldn’t even have a job here. He should have sponsors pulling out. He should have parent groups picketing. But yet, we allow to exist here? Why? He brings absolutely nothing to this company than setting our industry back twenty years. If you don’t fire him, I am going to sue the pants…

Before she can finish her incredibly long promo, she interrupted by something playing on the big screen.

A backstage scene live from the locker room suddenly makes the Hershey crowd go BANANAS. They weren't exactly sure what this was, they just seem to be elated that something has broken up Dana's diatribe. A familiar set of boots could be seen poking out from a curtained off area, conjuring up obvious images.

Tink Evermore: "Ahh! Come on don't stop now, LD! You're almost there! More! More!"

This set off a chain reaction of crowd laughter along with a few whoops and hollers...

Lash Donohue: "Damn it's tight..quick, put ya feet up on my shoulders!"

Tink Evermore: "OMG that's it!!!"

Tink let out a long, semi-suspicious moan!

Lash Donohue: "You're done??"

Tink Evermore: "Mmm yeah. I'm done. So good.."

A rumble of laughter and a loud POP emanated and Dana was furious as she watched and paced the ring, demanding for this disgusting feed to be cut, but she is silenced by another loud POP as Lash stood and the curtains were thrown open. Tink and Lash stepped out into the locker room. Lash was suited up ready for his title match, Tink being dressed in an excruciatingly tight looking head to toe leather ensemble.

Tink Evermore: "Thank you SO much for helping me get into these pants, Lashy!"

Lash Donohue: "Heck, we're all good! We wouldn't have found that shop if you hadn't suggested that I hit the chocolate factory.."

Dana had been pacing angrily this entire time as the crowd had been steadily louder for what she would consider the rudest, most banal interruption possible.

Lash Donohue: "Sup Hershey??"

Lash grinned as he achieved a cheap pop and a bout of barrier thumping at the sound of their own town name..

Lash Donohue & Tink Evermore in unison: "Suuuuup, Dana?!"

Dana stood in the ring now, just absolutely FUMING!!

Lash Donohue: "Are y'all ready to watch Lashy D and The King put on another match of the year candidate?!"

The fans roared approval, Tink gesturing for them to get louder for which they happily obliged..

Lash Donohue: "Is Hersey ready to watch Tink Evermore cement her spot as one of the greatest managers in the freakin' game become a championship calibre manager?! HUH?! Y'all wanna watch this one piss her cousin over there right the heck off?! I dunno man, I can't hear ya so I just don't know.."

Lash shrugged and looked mockingly sad, as did Tink. They get louder as the heat in Lash's eyes intensified and Tink 'cheered up'..

Lash Donohue: "Does Hershey wanna bear witness to the youngest men's Television champion in history becoming the TWO time youngest champion in history?!"

CROWD
"LASH LASH LASH LASH LASH LASH!!!"

Tink and Lash looked away from the roving camera and nodded as their eyes met. Dana was roaring for the fans to shut up but they kept right on, even growing louder.

Lash Donohue: "Well fuckin AWRIGHT!!"

Lash and Tink high-fived and looked back to the camera..

Dana Ellis: “How DARE you two think you can--”

Lash Donohue: "Woah. Tink, something is always twisting your cousin's titties.."

A roll of laughter emanated..

Tink Evermore: "I think Dana was born out of the butt.."

Another, louder roll of laughter! Dana says nothing. She just moves her non-mic hand in a frustrated manner that says she’s trying to get a response out but can’t even bring herself to. She’s just too angry!

Lash Donohue: "HAH! Well we're already gon' piss her off enough tonight, cap'n. Let's let the bra burning pseudo-sociopath rebel without a clue motherf.."

Tink waved to the camera mocking an apology as she signalled to cut the feed.

We cut back to Dana Ellis, in ring, who has since dropped the microphone in frustration and rage. She looks sickened and angry at what she just saw happen backstage. She muttering to herself and cursing at the mere mention of her cousin managing Lash. Instead of saying anything, she urges for Layla to come out so she can take out some of her rage on her.

The opening tunes of "The Mummers Dance (Remix)" by Lorena McKennet starts to play on the speakers. A few seconds into the song Layla steps out from behind the curtain in a long dress on which hangs several jeweled tassels alongside her many necklaces. Layla smiles to the cheers and adulation of the audience as she goes to several fans on the way down to give blessings to them.

Roger Arden: “Her opponent! She is...LAYLA...AISHE!!”

When she reaches ringside, she climbs the stairs and steps under the second rope to enter the ring where she poses for the audience once more. As her song fades out she removes, the necklaces and her dress to reveal her ring gear underneath. She hands her removed items to an attendant at ringside and prepares for her match.

Nick Hanson: “You know, I bet Layla Aishe has a bone to pick with Dana Ellis here. She had some harsh words over social media about Layla’s late sister. Someone who Layla does this for to carry on her sister’s memory. It’s an admirable thing to do and Dana Ellis has to start going on about the whole glass ceiling thing!”

Miranda Augustino: “Will you just give Dana a break? She’s fighting a war all by herself!”

Nick Hanson: “Oh, please.”


The crowd were already sounding pretty damn angry from the antics of Dana Ellis as the bell rang. Aishe closed in for a tie up, and the crowd let Dana have it as she blatantly weaved out of the path and rolled out of the ring, the referee beginning his count..

Nick Hanson: “Oh, why am I not surprised?”

Miranda Augustino: “Hush, Nick! She wasn’t ready yet. Cut her a break.”

Nick Hanson: “Oh sure.”

Dana earned the loud ire of fans at ringside as she turned to them and openly chided them for various reasons. In the background, Layla Aishe earned a small pop as she shrugged and hit the ropes, earning herself a rousing ovation as she leapt to the outside with a suicide dive on Ellis, hitting her target with precision and sending a flabbergasted Dana crashing into the barricade wall. As Dana struggled to shake the cobwebs, the fans cheered Layla on as she began laying into her with an onslaught of kicks and strikes before finally dragging Dana to her feet and rolling her into the ring. Layla attempted a springboard leg drop to the inside, but landed hard on her rump as Dana swiftly rolled out of the way, even trying to capitalise on the shockwave sent through Aishe's body.


No good! Dana now, dragging Aishe to her feet and throwing a stiff forearm smash. Layla managed to block and staggered Dana back with a forearm smash of her own before sending Dana hopping with a sharp legbreaker and finally earning a decent pop as she absolutely drilled Dana with a quick neckbreaker for a pin attempt..

Nick Hanson: “Down goes Ellis!! Cover!”


Miranda Augustino: “NO!”

Kick out by Dana! Layla seized her opportunity and moved in for an attempt at her Tarot submission, but Dana impressed everybody by rolling free and getting Aishe in position for The Glass Ceiling, but Aishe was able to use her leg strength to kick her away and kip up to her feet, Dana side-stepping and slapping away an impromptu dropkick attempt. Aishe back up, managing to avoid a running knee from Dana and scoop her into a small package pin!


The crowd was on its feet as Layla angrily looked at the referee and smacked the mat three times, only for him to hold up two fingers. The match goes on! Layla nodded, a grunt of frustration escaping as she roughly grabbed at Dana's hair and the back of her fancy gown, attempting to drag her to her feet. But the crowd BOO as Dana nailed Layla in the stomach with an elbow smash, grabbed a handful of her hair and nearly took her head off with a european uppercut! Layla stumbled and her eyes glazed over, but Dana had her by the hair thus not allowing her to fall back. Dana doubled Aishe over with a knee to the sternum and let out a victorious yell as she hooked up her patented Weinstein Crusher..

Nick Hanson: “Ohhhh here we go! Weinstein Crusher!”

Miranda Augustino: “Hashtag Me Too, bitches!”

The crowd was ecstatic when Dana had Laila halfway up for the suspended brainbuster but her legs kicked wildly, forcing Dana to lose her grip and for Aishe to land on her feet..IN THE STARS OUT OF NOWHERE!! Pin!!


The fans BOOOOO as Dana is able to only *just* get her foot on the bottom rope and the referee is forced to stop this count and instructs them that the match will continue! Layla is furious and is wasting no time! Taking an arm and dragging Dana to her feet, Aishe let out a roar and attempted to send Dana for an Irish whip, yet Dana reversed and sent Layla crashing into the corner, immediately going for the dropkick but Layla sidestepped and Dana was left hung out to dry. Layla leapt over the top rope and got a HUGE pop as she took Dana back inside with a sunset flip..

Nick Hanson: “SUNSET FLIP! IT’S OVE--WAIT NO!!”

Dana rolled through!! Aishe a sitting duck!! The Glass Ceiling is locked in tight! Aishe drums on that mat!

Miranda Augustino: “She’s tapping!! She’s tapping, Nicky!!”


Roger Arden: “Here is your winner by submission, DANA ELLIS!”


“Fight Song” fills the arena again as Dana Ellis stands and throws up her arms in victory with a beaming smile on her face as she is showered with boos. The referee goes to take her by the wrist and present her as the winner but Dana jerks her arm away from him and sticks a finger in his face, beginning to chide him for putting his hands on her. We hear her threaten to press charges for assault as the senior official backs up with his hands raised submissively, apologizing with an exasperated look on his face. Dana Ellis finds her victory smile again and raises her arms to the audience again as Layla Aishe leaves the ring and we fade away from the ring.


Emelie Sanclemente: "My first title match is tonight, in case you haven't heard. I'll admit that when I first saw the card for tonight, I was kind of shocked. I understand that it's hypocritical of me to focus on the past when I made it a point before my first official match to not focus on that past, but this situation's very different. My only appearances have seen powder thrown into my face or me and Danni Anderson on the wrong end of a double pinning predicament. Both of them ended with me on the ground, embarrassed. Then all of a sudden, I have a Women's Television title match. I..."

Seemingly at a loss for her Swedish-accented words, and with her mouth slightly agape, Emelie slowly shrugs with her hands as confused as she was the day the card went public.

Emelie Sanclemente: "I wondered "Why wasn't Vanita Thompson getting this opportunity?" She's earned it more than I have as it stands right now, at least statistically speaking. I wondered "Why wasn't Danni getting this opportunity?" She's always wanting to wrestle more. I wondered "Why wasn't Bronwyn Good getting this opportunity?" She made her big return at my expense. Out loud, but off Twitter... I wondered to my boyfriend Ethan Turner why it fell to me, who's yet to actually win a match in NFW. In summation, he told me "you've got loads of talent and you got this." but in the way only Ethan Turner can. So, I figured I'd just go with it. I put on my smile and said "I'm going to chocolate-land to fight for a title." I even put a little smiley face at the end, and no one except Ethan was any the wiser to how I really felt about getting an opportunity I didn't feel as though I deserved at the time. A little later, I posted a gif of Ralph Wiggum chuckling to himself, then saying he was in danger. Because that's exactly how I felt. I posted that same gif to the current Women's TV Champion Angel Kusanagi after she said she's gonna have fun with me, because that's how I felt. I felt in danger."

Emelie places her hands in front of her chest in a vague triangle shape, to emphasize her next point. She talks a lot with her hands.

Emelie Sanclemente: "I still feel that way because I know how dangerous Angel is. I know she's out for blood. I know I'm going into this match and giving so much more than I've ever given regardless of the result. It may all be for naught. I know that. But I also know that even if I am going down yet again... I'm not going to be embarrassed by the end of it. I'm not going down without drawing something... anything out of the champ. I'm in danger, but I wouldn't be worth my weight as a wrestler in cash or in salt if I didn't face that danger head-on. Even if I'm going down, I'll be back up next time... hopefully next week, having learned more about myself and about Angel, and still with a smile on my face knowing I tried my best. To paraphrase an old friend of mine, I'll be back up even stronger than before."

Immediately, Emelie raises an index finger, really in the zone by this point, though almost as if hoping people miss the stealth reference she just made. The Swede quickly continues on.

Emelie Sanclemente: "Although I really hope it doesn't end up going that way, though. Ideally, if all goes right, I'll leave chocolate-land as the new NFW Women's Television Champion after an instant classic of a match. And despite everything I've felt these past two weeks, I'm still an optimist in the end. That's why I feel like I deserve this now: because I'm leaving with my head held high regardless of how tonight goes. That said, here's hoping tonight goes the best it possibly can, and here's hoping by this time next week, I'll have a fire in my eyes and a title around my waist. I'll see you out there, Angel... soon-to-be former champ."

And with a slight competitive smirk and another snap of the fingers, another puff of purple smoke appears. Just like that, Sanclemente's nowhere to be seen. She's already gone, now double-ready for the biggest match of her career.
Roger Arden: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the NFW Television Championship!”

The arena plunges into darkness apart from a shimmering red strobe on the stage which moves in tune to the beat of Seventeen girls in a row and the lights come back on as there is a sudden explosion of fiery pyro and Lash gets a warm reaction as he leaps out from the backstage area at the same time..

Roger Arden: “Introducing first, the challenger! From Calabasas, California! Weighing in at two hundred and five pounds! DIAMOND...LASH...DONOHUE!”

Lash Donohue, adorned in his usual furry hat and coat, strides down the ramp confidently, his arms stretched out, slapping the hands which reach out. The fans get a lot more enthusiastic as Lash leaps up onto the barricade and shows off his agility by casually making his way down it..

Nick Hanson: “He lost the Television Title four weeks ago to Timothy Hunt after interference from Eric Lee. It brought Lash and Eric to their Lumberjack Match at Plymouth Rock Madness but Timothy Hunt said from the beginning, he does not agree with how the match ended and he owes Lash Donohue a rematch for the title!”

Miranda Augustino: “But Hunt wouldn’t give Dana Ellis a shot at his title when the talk came up.”

Nick Hanson: “He can’t give her a shot at the title. If she wants a TV Title match, she can challenge Angel Kusanagi. Or who knows? After tonight, she might be able to challenge Emelie Sanclemente. Can we focus on the match at hand, now?”

Miranda Augustino: “Fine.”

Lash reaches the end of the barricade wall and looks around, giving a somewhat cocky smirk as several flashbulbs go off while he leaps from the Wall to the ring apron, strikes his trademark pose and 'skins the cat'. Lash Donohue ascends to the top rope and gestures for the crowd to get louder before jumping down and awaiting his opponent.

Roger Arden: “His opponent! From Dayton, Ohio! Weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds! He is the NFW Television Champion! TIMOTHY HUNT...KING...OF...CONTROVERSY!!”

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. 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.

Both men stare each other down in the ring as Tink jumps out of the ring. The ref asks for Timothy Hunt to give him the Television title. Hunt obliges, handing it off to the referee. The ref holds the title up in the air as both Lash and Hunt look up at it …and then at each other, ready for a way for it. The bell is called for and the two men charge at each other.


Lash rushes out of his corner and immediately starts nailing him with lefts and rights. Mr. Controversy starts blocking before nailing him with his own lefts and rights. Soon, both men are trading haymakers in the center of the ring. Tim Hunt gets the upperhand, whipping Lash into the ropes. Donohue bounces back and goes for a clothesline, but Hunt ducks it. Lash is off the ropes again and leap frogs a clothesline from Hunt. Both men are off the ropes and both nail each other with a clothesline, colliding in the center of the ring and falling to the ring. Outside the ring, Tink claps for Lash to get back up.

Nick Hanson: “Tink Evermore, trying to will her client back to his feet!”

Donohue kips back up as Hunt gets up to his feet. Lash sends Hunt to the other end of the ring with a Japanese Arm Drag. Hunt pulls himself back up, but gets rocked with a running european uppercut. Hunt is hanging on the ropes. Lash charges at him with a crossbody, but Hunt ducks it as Lash flies over the top rope and lands on the apron. Hunt grabs him by his long locks and starts hammering him with right hands. Donohue fights back with rights of his own. Lash headbutts him away before stepping back into the ring. He attempts to go on the offensive, but Hunt nails him with a spinebuster that lays out Donohue in the center of the ring. He immediately puts him in a Boston Crab.

Nick Hanson: “Boston Crab locked in!”

Miranda Augustino: “Look at Tink trying to motivate him to the ropes!”

Lash struggles to get to the ropes, but Hunt has it locked on fully. Tink urges Lash to grab them, but they are a ways away. He reaches closer, but Tim Hunt pulls backwards. He doesn’t scream out in pain as Hunt tightens, he just smiles as he reaches out to the ropes again. Tink leads the crowd in clapping him on. This actually does help as Lash crawls to the ropes with that wide smile on his face. Even Tim Hunt is taken aback to how much he enjoys having his limbs torn at. With the fans cheering him on, Lash Donohue makes it to the ropes and clutches it. The ref makes Hunt break the hold.

However, Hunt doesn’t relent as he starts working over Lash with stomps to his chest, getting his hands off of the ropes. He picks him up and lays him out with a Half Nelson Slam. Lash reels in pain after that massive move. He picks up Lash and impales him onto the mat with a powerbomb. He hooks the leg.


Hunt knew it was probably too early to take Lash out here and continues working him over by laying him out with a full nelson slam in the center of the ring. Instead of panicking, Lash Donohue starts to laugh. Holding himself up on the ring ropes, he urges Hunt for “more!” Timothy Hunt obliges him by pulling him up by the hair and laying him out with another Full Nelson slam. Again, while lying on the mat in pain, Lash starts belly laughing at this. He gets up on his knees and says “is that all you got?”

Nick Hanson: “Lash is egging Timothy Hunt on, asking the champ if that’s all he’s got.”

Miranda Augustino: “Like poking a bear, Nick. Not a good idea.”

Tim Hunt pulls him up by the hair and goes for a belly to back side slam, but Lash crawls out of it. Instead he reverses it with a double underhook backbreaker that surprises Hunt and takes him down to the mat.

As Hunt is trying to get back up to his feet, Lash Donohue impales his head into the mat with a curb stomp. The fans are behind Lash now as he hits flying snapmare on his opponent that continues to ground Timothy Hunt. Lash is back up on his feet and pulls Hunt up and whips him into the corner before reeling him with a triangle dropkick. Timothy Hunt falls forward into Lash’s arms, prompting Lash to nail him with a brutal brutal snapmare before kicking Hunt’s spine hard three times. He follows this up with a twisting cutter that takes the wind out of Timothy Hunt.Lash immediately goes for the cover.


Lash is shocked that he was able to kick out of that, but continues working over him. He stomps on his ribs some more before tossing Hunt back into the corner. He goes for the overhead cannonball senton in the corner …but Hunt moves out of the way, leaving Lash hanging on the top turnbuckle in the tree of woe position. Hunt charges at him and hits a big boot in his ribs, forcing him off the turnbuckle. Hunt pulls him away from the ropes and immediately puts him in a body scissors.

He wriggles in the hold, but once again, he is so far away from the ropes. He tries to fight out of it, but Hunt has the lock in firm. After a bit of fighting, he stops. The ref goes to raise his arm, but it falls down. He lifts it again, and once again it falls to the mat. It is lifted a third time, but Lash keeps it up as Tink Evermore begins cheering him on again as the fans immediately get behind her in encouraging him to keep fighting. With the fans behind him, Lash Donohue begins elbowing Hunt. After a few Hunt loosens the hold. This allows Lash the opportunity to crawl out of it.

Once Timothy is back up, Lash nails him with a desperation right hook followed by the abdominal stretch into a lumbar check that takes Timothy out for a seconds …giving Lash a little time to recover.Lash sits himself up on the ropes before pulling himself back up and going on the offensive. He pulls up Hunt, but Hunt takes a strike at him BUT HE GETS NAILED WITH A LASHTO. Donohue now has him in a dragon sleeper hold.

Miranda Augustino: “Uh-oh! Lashto and Lash’s got Tim locked down!”

Nick Hanson: “This could be it, folks!”

It is Hunt’s turn now to fight the hold, attempting to get out of it. The King of Controversy struggles in the hold, but like Lash before him, seems to lose that fight after awhile. The ref raises his arm and it falls immediately. A second time …and it stays up. The ref forces him to break the hold. Lash is beside himself as Timothy Hunt starts fighting back with lefts and rights followed by another spinebuster that sends Lash back down to the mat. Hunt pulls him up and nails Donohue with a michinoku driver in the center of the ring. He throws him back up for an inverted atomic drop that stuns Lash.

The King of Controversy calls for the end before Lash back up to his feet and going for that devastating finisher known as the King Strike. He pulls Lash over his shoulder, but before he can deliver it, Lash slides out and dropkicks the King of controversy into the turnbuckle. Donohue follows up with a massive Bulldog onto the turnbuckle as the fans are getting firmly behind him as he makes his comeback. He stumbles backwards and Lash nails him with a dropkick that lays him out, forcing him to stumble into the into the ref, forcing him into the turnbuckle, knocking him out.

Nick Hanson: “OH NO, THERE GOES THE OFFICIAL!”

Miranda Augustino: “Goddamn it, Lash! That was reckless!”

Nick Hanson: “Wait a minute, what the HELL is Tink doing?!”

Meanwhile outside the ring, Tink Evermore pulls something out from underneath the ring. It is green and large and she immediately starts lighting the bottom of it. This is clearly a bong and she is taking a rip of it, blowing out the smoke.

Back in the ring, Lash goes for a knee strike on Hunt, but he dodges the strike and nails Donohue with spinning backfist. He nails him with a forearm and then second forearm. He then lands another spinning backfist that sends Lash leaning over the middle rope. Tink rushes to his side and puts the bong to Lash’s mouth and lights the bottom of it. Timothy Hunt pulls him away. He spins him around, but when does, Lash blows a huge cloud of smoke into the face of Hunt. He is hit with a different kind of green mist.

Miranda Augustino: “Hahahahaha!!! Gotta give the man a bit of green energy--WAIT, WHAT THE HELL?!”

Nick Hanson: “WAIT A MINUTE!! GREEN MIST FROM THAT...THAT...THAT DEVICE THAT TINK PULLED OUT!”

Miranda Augustino: “WHAT KINDA BONG IS THAT?!”

Lash uses this brief distraction to nail Hunt with the Bury Go Round as the crow goes wild. He immediately lands on The King of Controversy for the cover. He suddenly realizes that the referee is still out and breaks the cover.

Nick Hanson: “Ref’s still out! Tim Hunt can’t even see! What the hell are these two doing?!”

Miranda Augustino: “Dirty hijo de puta! Wait. The hell’s the crowd so riled up for now?”

There is a sudden commotion from the crowd as a female figure jumps the barricade with a steal chair in hand that has the words “female empowerment”scribbled on it. Before Lash Donohue can get to the referee, he turns AND GETS NAILED WITH A STEEL CHAIR from Dana Ellis. He doesn’t go down. She nails him with it again as he has a huge smile on his face as he is forced to his knees. She hits him with it again as he hits the mat.

Nick Hanson: “DANA ELLIS JUST TOOK OUT LASH DONOHUE AND HE IS DOWN!!!”

Miranda Augustino: “CALL IT KARMA, NICKY! HE HAD IT COMIN’!”

With Lash out cold in the ring, Dana slides out of it right as Tim comes to. Hunt pulls Lash up and hits him with The King Strikes onto the center of the mat. Lash is laid out in the middle of the ring.

Nick Hanson: “KING STRIKES!! REF’S WAKING UP!! DANA ELLIS JUST SCREWED LASH!!”

Miranda Augustino: “HE WISHES!!”

Hunt quickly makes the cover as the referee comes to and begins to make the count.


Roger Arden: “Here is your winner and STILL New Frontier Wrestling Men’s Television Champion …The King of Controversy Timothy Hunt!!”

Hunt quickly grabs his title over a very hard fought, if not somewhat tainted, victory. On his knees, he holds it over his head as the fans are not happy with this ending whatsoever. On the other end of the ring, Tink Evermore pulls Lash Donohue up and attempts to hold him up. She is not at all happy with her cousins actions.

The King of Controversy is on the top turnbuckle, holding his title up after that defense. We head to commercial as he holds the TV title way up over his head.

The fans begin to boo loudly as "Superficial" by Heidi Montag hits over the public address system

It aint that easy, it aint that easy

it aint that easy, but it aint so hard

It aint that easy, it aint that easy

it aint that easy, but it aint so hard

As the lights dim and flash gold all over the arena, a lone spotlight forms at the entrance ramp as out from the back first steps Leroy with a stern look on his face. After a few moments, Todd walks out from behind him, looking nervous. As he claps within a few seconds in arrogant and exaggerated fashion, Angel Kash herself walks out as the fans boo loudly.

Hoppin' out the maserati

All I see is paparazzi

Snapping pictures for the

Front cover of a magazine

So I pose in everything I wear

Love to make the people stare

Always center of attention

Lookin' so bootylicious

Roger Arden: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first! Residing in The Hamptons, New York! She is the Trillion Dollar Princess...ANGEL...KASH!!

Angel blows an arrogant kiss to the fans before doing a series of arrogant poses at the top of the ramp. She then says something to Todd and Leroy as they first go ahead, before the arrogant rich blonde bombshell does an arrogant supermodel like strut down to the ring, taunting the fans as she walks by them, before rudely sticking out her hand, and flipping her hair arrogantly as she brushes past the fans, not letting them even come close to touching her. She makes her way up the ring steps with Leroy, holding her hand from the outside, as Todd is standing in front of her on the ring apron. Angel then points down as he holds the ropes for her; she enters and poses in the center of the ring as the fans boo loudly. After that, she lays on the top turnbuckle nonchalantly taunting the fans as Todd hands her a mirror and she admires her beauty.

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.

Roger Arden: Her opponent! From Laguna Beach, California! She is the Geekette Extraordinaire!! CALI...KATE!!!

She even stops a few times to pose for some selfies with the crowd members. 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.


Angel and Cali are in the ring as the bell sounds. The two women waste no time in going after one another as they meet in the center of the ring and Angel just goes right after Cali. She grabs the geekette by the hair and tosses her across the ring as the ref warns her about pulling on the hair. Angel just brushes right past the ref as she walks up to Cali and pulls her up to her feet. Angel sends Cali into the ropes. Cali comes off the ropes and when she does, Angel delivers a clothesline that drops Cali back down to the mat. She hits the ropes and delivers a running senton and delivers the move and goes for the immediate cover.


Nick Hanson: A little early for a cover there.

Miranda Augustino: Ain’t no f’n way Kate’s going down that easy!

Nick Hanson: Did you just...nevermind.

Angel looks up at the ref and yells he needs to count faster. The ref tells her over and over that it was only a count of one. As she’s arguing, Cali is getting back up to her feet, but Angel turns right around and just delivers a kick to the midsection of the geekette putting her back down on the mat. Angel takes Cali and picks her up, sending her off into the corner. Cali hits the corner and Angel charges in, delivering a running knee lift. Cali drops into a seated position in the corner and Angel takes her boot and wedges it right into the throat of her opponent. The ref begins their count and at the count of four, Angel backs off and gets warned by the ref and she mouths off to them a little bit before she goes right back in and begins choking Cali again with her boot. She once again breaks the count at four as the ref warns her again.

Angel brushes right past the ref once again and picks Cali up, but as she does, Cali takes Angel and drives her face first into the turnbuckle. She does it as the crowd counts along to a count of ten before Cali grabs Angel in a headlock and delivers a bulldog right into the center of the ring. Cali stands up as the crowd begins to chant for her. She picks Angel up and sends her into the ropes. Angel comes off the ropes and as she does, Cali delivers a standing dropkick before climbing to the top rope and waiting for Angel to make it back up to her feet. As Angel does and turns around, Cali launches herself and delivers a meteora from the top rope and hooks the legs for a pin!


Nick Hanson: Angel went to the well one too many times and Kate took advantage.

Miranda Augustino: That’s my girl right there!

Cali once again picks Angel up off the mat and sends her into the corner. Cali comes charging in, looking for a corner splash, but Angel rolls out of the way and takes her fingernails and brings them down Cali’s back with a back rake before grabbing Cali by the hair once again and bringing her down across her knee for a backbreaker. Angel picks Cali up off the mat and brings her up into a fireman’s carry and delivers a Death Valley Driver and goes for the cover.


Angel looks a little angry that it wasn’t a three count, but she doesn’t argue with the ref this time. Instead, she picks Cali up delivers the Buyout! She stands up and yells for Cali to stand up as she waits in the corner. She stands there, waiting, yelling for Cali to stand up. Cali finally does stand up and Angel charges in, looking to deliver the Kash flow, but Cali is able to see it coming and avoid the knees to her jaw as she spins away causing Angel to hit the mat. She picks Angel up and sends her into the corner. Cali charges in and delivers a double kneelift before taking Angel out of the corner with a snapmare. Cali then hits the ropes and delivers a basement dropkick. She then climbs to the top rope and delivers a diving double stomp to the chest of Angel and going for a cover.


Cali once again picks Angel up and sends her into the corner. Cali comes charging in and delivers a running forearm smash. She then kicks the legs out from under Angel and backs up for another running start. She charges in and delivers That Bass.

Miranda Augustino: It’s all about that Bass, Nick!

Nick Hanson: Careful so we don’t get sued there, Miranda.

Cali grabs Angel and pulls her up to her feet and hooks the Angel as she delivers Starstruck! Cali shoots the half and hooks the outer leg and goes for the cover.


Roger Arden: Here is your winner!! CALI...KATE!!

Nick Hanson: Cali-Kate has finally put this rivalry to bed with this win tonight.

Miranda Augustino: Here’s hoping. Kate deserves much more than this.


Two red spotlights appear illuminating the large masked man and the large Hispanic man that helped Anton Crowley at Plymouth Rock Madness. Two more light up behind them and slightly between them to reveal Tia Santos and the smaller masked man. A final spotlight appears behind all four to reveal none other than Anton Crowley himself.

“I’m going to do it again and again
Until you make them remember!”

The bass drop of the song hits and as a single unit all five people walk to the ring, the red spotlights following them. The crowd shows their lack of appreciation as to how Anton won the Blood of Heroes Coliseum match. He just smirked as he followed the other four. The two large men climbed the steps and entered the ring over the top rope. Once inside they hold the ropes open for the woman and smaller masked man. They continue to hold it open as Anton enters.

Tia gets a microphone from one of the ring crew and, with reverence, hands it to Anton. The arena lights raise as the music fades. The smaller masked man and Tia flank Anton while the two larger men stand behind him. He looks over the crowd for a moment before raising the microphone.

Anton: I know that since my victory at Plymouth Rock Madness everyone has been wondering who these four are.

He motions to the four people around him.

Anton: These four, and myself, make up the new, official, House Crowley. This is what House Crowley should have been. What it was supposed to be. We shall be a new standard in New Frontier. Before I tried to start small. Taking nothing away from Eavan, she did beat that huge asshole for the Silver Mountain title, but her and I were not the proper foundation.

The crowd shows their dislike for the slight dismissal of Eavan.

Anton: Now, I assume you would all like to know the names of the new members to House Crowley. You already know the lovely Tia Santos. She came to me of her own volition. She wanted to join my House. Who would I be to turn down a willing member?


As she is mentioned, Tia Santos, dressed full-on in traditional black funeral wear surrounding her culture remains calm and stoic. Tonight, her entire face is painted up in sugar skull makeup and her pale eyes look around at the audience around her and the men surrounding her.

Anton: The being on my other side is known as Xaphan, The Abyssal Arsonist. He is the strategist of House Crowley. He was sent to me from my Lord.

The masked man nods as he glares out at the crowd.

Anton: This…

Anton points to the large masked man.

Anton: is The Demon Serpent, Leviathan. He is the muscle of House Crowley. He and Xaphan are a team. They work very well together. So consider yourself warned. Now, last, and certainly not least, the man next to Leviathan is none other than the Unholy Traitor, Iscariot XIII. He is a descendant of exactly who you are thinking. For those who might happen not to know, or are not religious in the slightest, he comes from the line that gives humanity the best-known name for a traitor. He is related to the one and only Judas Iscariot.

The crowd releases obvious hatred towards the realization.

Anton: But to those that are thinking he might be able to be bought and turned against me, think again. He is bound to me by our Lord. He was sent to be my protector, my bodyguard. Together, the five of us are House Crowley. They shall help me claim the throne that I rightfully deserve. They shall help me claim the New Frontier as my own. Today you have met the members of House Crowley. You don’t know us well now but I guarantee you will…

Anton grins wickedly.

Anton: Remember.

Anton drops the microphone as “Remember Me (FESTER Remix)” by Code: Pandorum fills the arena. The fans shower the group with hate as they all pose together.
"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.

Roger Arden: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the NFW Women’s Championship! Introducing first...from Santa Monica, California by way of Ronneby, Sweden, weighing in at an even 100 pounds... EMELIIIIIE SANCLEMENTEEEEEE!"

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.

Nick Hanson: “This young lady has such a big heart for this business. She’s yet to score a win here in New Frontier but I’ll be the first to say that nothing should be taken away from her.”

Miranda Augustino: “Absolutely not, Nicky! She’s a quality performer and that’s why Steve and Isabella hired her!”

Nick Hanson: “And I’m sure that’s why they gave her this opportunity tonight. Maybe motivate her to keep pushing!”

As the opening riff to SiM's "DiAMOND" 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.

I see diamonds in the sky
Diamonds in the sky

The things in my eyes just slowly fade away
This pain never does me wrong so I will not stray
Should I stay here and pray to a stature in a shade?
I worry about today, not the next decade

From the curtain, Angel Kusanagi bursts out, throwing it aside as she jogs out onto the stage in her hooded haori over her gear. Angel slows to a steady stroll as she paces on the stage, looking around at the crowd from under her hood and gas mask. Only the wildness in her eyes is visible as she takes in the sight of the audience before focusing her attention down at the ring.

Let me up off my knees
I still believe there’s something I need see
Fly through the trees, over the seas
Searching everywhere to be free again

After a moment, Angel's eyes narrow over her mask and under hood in a clear hint of a demented yet gleeful smile. Without any excessive theatrics, Angel steps forward, making her way down the ramp with her wicked gaze locked on the ring ahead of her.

Roger Arden: “Her opponent! From Dotonbori, Osaka, Japan! She is! The NFW Women’s Television Champion! ANGEL...KUSAAANAAAAGIIIIIIIII!!”

Tell me, what do you see (when you see me)?
Tell me, what do you see (when you see me)?
Don’t call me a monster
I’ve just got my wings

Yeah, I got the wings
Yeah, I got the wings on my back now
Yeah, I got the wings, got the wings on my back

Angel reaches the ring, running and sliding in under the bottom rope where she pops up onto one knee in the center. In this position, she lifts her head and watches the audience (or her opponent if she enters second) with cold calculation and focus. One hand comes up and removes her mask from her face, revealing a cold smile before she rises and backs into her corner, removing the rest of her entrance gear. Here, she unclasps the Women’s TV Title from across her chest and raises it

Nick Hanson: “She’s well on her way to matching, maybe even breaking Eavan Maloney’s record as Women’s TV Champion.”

Miranda Augustino: “If anyone besides Mami can set a record, I think we’re looking at her. But! She’s facing an unfamiliar opponent tonight. One she doesn’t know that well. Sanclemente could be the one that puts a stop to Angel’s reign tonight!”

The referee raises the Women’s TV Title in the air, presenting it to the audience before passing it down to the timekeeper. She checks both women for hidden objects before calling for the bell.


Angel and Emmie come out of their corners, circling the mat. Emmie looks ready to go with her hands up. Angel watches her coldly, pacing around with her guard seemingly down. Seeing this as an opening, Emmie shoots in behind Angel for a waistlock but Angel is quick to counter and twists around, locking Emmie into a DDT hold. Emmie thinks quick and yanks Angel’s feet out with a double leg takedown and flips herself over into an early bridge pin.


Angel manages to kick out, throwing Emmie up off of her. Angel kips up to her feet and turns, coming in for a penalty kick but Emmie, on her knees, leans backwards to let the leg sail over her. Emmie then rolls forward and up to her feet, putting distance between the two as she turns on her heels, expecting to find Angel coming at her; however, the defending champion just stands there and runs her hand through her pink blonde hair, staring seriously at Emmie with that unreadable expression.

Nick Hanson: “A nearfall for Emelie Sanclemente and Angel Kusanagi, I don’t think, knows what to think!”

Miranda Augustino: “Actually, she looks a little impressed, Nick! Crowd sure likes it!”


Emmie gets back to her feet and circles the ring with Angel again. This time they engage in a collar & elbow tie up. Angel catches hold of one of Emmie’s wrists and twists her around into a wristlock. She wrenches it in tight and Emmie cries out in pain from the merciless aggression. Before Emmie could work her way out of it, Angel flipped her over onto her butt, sitting up, came off of the ropes and delivered a stiff penalty kick to the back; this time it was right on the money. Emmie moved to get up to her feet and Angel helped her do so, picking her up and lifting the girl up with her legs around her waist. In this position, Angel delivered a brutal Cradle DDT, driving Emmie’s head right into the mat, hard enough to draw an emphatic reaction from the crowd. Angel immediately flipped Emmie over and went for the pinfall.


Emmie Sanclemente kicked out just in time but Angel didn’t let up on the aggression. Pulling Emmie to her feet, Angel hit her with a hard backchop across the chest. As Emmie reeled from the hit, Angel stepped in with a stiff forearm to the jaw. Emmie staggered some more and Angel continued alternating between backchops and forearms until she had Emmie on the ropes. Here, Angel began unloading on the girl with forearm after forearm until the ref’s count reached four and she whipped Emmie off, into the other side of the ropes. As Angel charged in to meet her, however, Emmie came back with a Spinning Wheel Kick, knocking Angel to the mat as the kick nailed her right in the face. Seeing her opponent’s momentum halted, Emmie began feeling the energy come back to her and climbed to the middle turnbuckle. As Angel sat up onto her knees, Emmie came soaring off the middle rope and delivered a beautiful Missile Dropkick before going for the cover again.


Angel kicks out but Emmie’s in control now, it looks like. This time, she picked Angel up and delivered a Swinging Neckbreaker. The impact made Angel pop up onto her knees and back onto her feet, staggering a couple steps. Emmie saw the opportunity and swooped in to get behind Angel, reaching under her legs and pulling her down. Was she going for a cover again, already? No, Emmie feinted the pin attempt, and rolled Angel up onto her feet with Emmie laying on her side in front of her but Emmie’s foot came up with a stiff kick to the side of the head. Angel dropped to the mat, rolling out onto the floor to get her bearings. Emmie wasn’t about to give up yet, though. Nor did she intend to slow down. Taking a second to get her own bearings and measure up, she ran off of the ropes and came across the ring, going for a Suicide Dive!! Emmie torpedoed herself right into Angel, knocking her back against the barricade while she, herself, landed on her feet and let out a cheer to amp up the crowd.

Nick Hanson: “Emelie Sanclemente is fired up, tonight!! She intends to walk out of here with a big win!”

Miranda Augustino: “And a title to go with it!”

Nick Hanson: “Imagine her first win in the company being a championship victory!”

Wasting no time, as the ref started counting, Emmie threw Angel back into the ring and slid in behind her. Rather than getting to her feet, however, Angel rolled back out onto the apron and slowly began sitting up. Seeing this, Emelie shrugged and took position, hunching down as she watched and waited for her opponent to get back to her feet. Angel began pulling herself up to her feet while Emmie waited with anxious fingers and ‘dancing feet.’ She was ready to hit another big one! Angel made it up to her feet. Emmie grabbed the ropes and went for what looked like it was going to be her Slingshot Apron DDT but Angel gripped the rope and both women jumped at the same time with Angel catching Emmie with a rope held enziguri! SMACK!!

Nick Hanson: “OH!!! AND KUSANAGI CATCHES HER IN MID-AIR!!”

Miranda Augustino: “Ouuuuuch!!”

Emmie hit the mat, clutching her face as Angel hopped over the top rope before jumping right back up to bounce her legs off the ropes to hit an Arabian Press right onto her opponent! As Angel sat back to clear her own cobwebs, Emmie dragged herself over to a corner and began pulling herself up. Angel managed to make it to her own feet in time to come running in, delivering a cannonball right to Emmie as she turned around, knocking her back down to the mat, sitting against the turnbuckle. She followed up, coming back in with a brutal running, hesitation dropkick. Emmie ate all of the dropkick and Angel pulled her flat onto the mat by her legs, throwing herself over the challenger to make the cover.


But Emmie reached up and grabbed the bottom rope, breaking the count and causing Angel to become frustrated. This also began to bring out the malicious side of her as Angel clutched Emmie’s head in her hands and pressed their foreheads with a twisted smile crossing her face. Angel began literally petting Emmie’s face.

Nick Hanson: “Angel’s got that look in her eyes!”

Miranda Augustino: “Yeah and it ain’t ever good!”

Nick Hanson: “Wait a minute!”

The crowd popped for Emmie Sanclemente as the woman sprang to life, finding her fire again as she swatted Angel Kusanagi’s hands away and blasted her with a forearm. Angel stumbled back and Emmie got to her feet, following up with a series of forearms that rocked the defending champion. The woman switched up, throwing in lefts, rights and kicks. Once Angel looked rocked again, Emmie went to Irish whip her into the ropes. Angel countered, whipping Emmie instead but as Sanclemente came back and Angel went to deliver a tilt-a-whirl on her, she countered the attempt by bringing Angel down with a tilt-a-whirl DDT. Angel fell to the mat and Emmie sprang up onto her feet, immediately following up with a standing Shooting Star Press! The crowd popped as she went for the cover.


Angel just got her shoulder up and Emmie sat up onto her knees, grabbing her head in frustration with her eyes closed. With the crowd starting to get behind her, Emmie clapped along to get the crowd going. She pushed Angel then, rolling Angel towards the corner. Emmie moved to the corner then and slapped the turnbuckle a few times to amp the crowd up more. She climbed to the middle turnbuckle before jumping up and going for the Split-Legged Corkscrew Moonsault but as she came down, Angel’s knees came up and dug right into Emmie’s ribs. Emmie clutched her midsection as Angel got to her feet and stumbled over to Emmie, pulling her up onto her feet, setting her up with her head in between her legs. Angel cast a crazy eyed look around at the audience, yelling to the audience.

Nick Hanson: “Aw no! She’s not gonna go for the Boseki Driver?!”

Miranda Augustino: “I think she is! It’s what she uses to make sure she puts ‘em away!”

Angel went for the lift but Emmie used the momentum and followed through, putting herself in a powerbomb position but used it to her advantage and started raining fists down on Angel’s head. Angel’s grip loosened and Emmie was able to slip down onto her feet on the mat. As Angel stumbled back, Emmie went for a superkick but Angel caught her foot and spun her around, shoving her into the ropes. Emmie rebounded back and as she twisted around to face Angel, Angel NAILED her with the Steel Feather! Emmie’s head snapped to the side, as she collapsed to the mat. Angel dropped to her knees and fell over onto the woman for the cover.


Roger Arden: “Here is your winner and STILL...NFW Women’s Television Champion! ANGEL...KUSAAAANAGIIIIIIII!!!!!”

Nick Hanson: “But what a performance by Emelie Sanclemente! Can’t take anything away from her!”

Miranda Augustino: “Definitely not, but in the end, Angel is STILL Women’s TV Champ!”

Angel is still celebrating her victory in the ring when "I Like It Heavy" hits the speakers. Sela starts down the ramp and Angel yells at Sela while holding her belt. Sela wastes no words or time, sliding into the ring. Angel drops her belt and the two begin to brawl. Sela gets a quick advantage with Angel being worn from her match, but Angel gets a solid shot to Sela's temple which forces Sela to pull back a moment.

Nick Hanson: “I think Sela Rica-Lark came for another fight but Angel Kusanagi is ready this time!”

Miranda Augustino: “She just caught the Underground Queen real good there, Nick!”

Nick Hanson: “She’s going for the title now!”

Angel grabs her title and charges Sela, but Sela manages to duck the swing and connects with a sharp kick to Angel's chest, maybe her neck as Angel drops the title, holding her collar area. Sela smiles as she picks up the title. Angel shakes her head at Sela who just smiles and holds it high for the audience.

Miranda Augustino: “Honey, you’re beautiful but put that down! It ain’t yours! Not yet, at least!”

Nick Hanson: “If I’m not mistaken, Miranda, I believe Sela wants another shot at the Women’s TV Championship!”

But Angel has had enough. She blasts Sela from behind with a blatant kick right up between her legs - yes, this hurts women too. Sela drops the belt as she keels forward, feeling every bit of Angel’s boot right on the money. Angel sneers angrily and recovers her title once more. This time when Angel swings with the title, it connects and Sela is laid out.

Nick Hanson: “And Lark goes down!”

Miranda Augustino: “After a belt shot and...and a cunt punt! Believe me, bitches, that hurts us just as much as it does the boys!”

Angel smiles at her handiwork, but Sela is still stirring. More than stirring, she's laughing. Angel laughs right back and the cameras catch both of them just cackling at each other like a couple maniacs. Angel finally drops down onto all fours, hovering over Sela as she holds the title down against her face and begins taunting her in Japanese. The camera fades to a commercial as Angel rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp with her title and a wicked smile plastered on her face.
We cut to a darkened area backstage where we can’t see anything. Suddenly, a small light clicks on, it is clearly a lighter, but it shows us the face of one Miss Tink Evermore, who is really making the rounds during this episode of Collision. She looks directly at the camera as she keeps the lighter lit.

Tink Evermore: So, like, the Madness at Plymouth rock has ended. People have totally risen up to their full potential, while others have fallen. But now we are looking at some new beginnings here in New Frontier Wrestling. We march to the biggest show of the year and, like the biggest opportunity for those wanting to make a name for themselves. And Wrestle War is definitely the place to do that. And they have provided the best match to create such a beginning.

She drops her lighter and curses to herself in the dark.

Tink Evermore: Excuse me.

A larger light emanates from her as we see her lighting up a bong and taking up a toke. She blows out the smoke as she continues.

Tink Evermore: I am TOTALLY talking about the Silver Rush Rumble that our management has on tap for that huge card on January the 18th. So, this is now the time for new beginnings or my newest client’s case …new Beginnings. You see, this person is tired of sitting on the sidelines and letting others take her spots. With me in tow, she will leave bodies to the wayside toward her goal …The Silver Mountain title. Her story begins now.

A spotlight shines on as we see a woman we’ve seen in NFW before, but she looks totally different. She is now maskless and even more of a physical specimen. She towers over Tink and she looks focused and enraged.

Tink Evermore: Ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to re-introduce the BRAND NEW Starlight!

Tink Evermore steps aside so that Starlight can address the camera and the audience. Starlight, looking intense, begins to speak to the crowd, but also anyone who would get in her way.

Starlight: Monsters come, Monsters go. In our world, there is no such thing as monsters, only sacrificial lambs that are waiting to be slaughtered. We are the one known as Starlight, we are the one who has been tearing through people for 10 years. We are the monster, we are the salvation, we are the cure. Come January 14th, it will not matter who you put in front of us, because you are sending them to their doom.

Starlight laughs as she looks into the camera, then turns to Tink, then looks back at the camera. She grabs the cameraman then smiles as she pats his head.

Starlight: Salvation, is just a Starlight’s Drive away.

She laughs as the scene fades and goes to the next match.
“Dark Sentencer” is playing over the speakers as we zoom into towards the ring to show the NFW World Tag Team Champions, Bloody Fairytale standing there with their championships slung over their shoulders. The crowd is chanting for the two of them as they stand there smiling and posing a little bit with the titles held up high in the air as the music cuts out. Christina has a microphone in hand as she requests the crowd calm down a little bit so that they’re able to speak a little bit.

Christina Olson: Two weeks ago, Lilith and myself went to war once again for something no team here in NFW has been able to take away from us.

The two hold the championships up high in the air as the crowd once again cheers and chants for the two of them. Christina once again waits for the crowd to die down before she began to speak once again.

Christina Olson: Now, due to unforeseen circumstances the tag team we were supposed to face for our titles at WrestleWar had to pull out. Eddy, Splatterday, and Nightcrawler, Lilith and I can’t wait to see you three back in an NFW ring. And Frighteners, when y’all return, we’ll be looking forward to facing y’all in this ring for the championships. Now, since that happened, we have a little number one contender’s match to see who’s going to face us at the biggest show of the year.

Christina smiles and points towards the tron as the graphic for tonight’s fatal four-way tag team match is shown and the crowd starts to chant for the Skillz Vendorz a little bit. Christina laughs as she pulls the microphone back up to her mouth.

Christina Olson: Tonight, we’ll see The Skillz Vendorz, taking on The Super Bitch Squad, taking on the debuting Dark Circle, taking on the debuting Kawaii Trash Pandas Go! Now, two of these teams, Lilith and I already beat to retain our titles, but that doesn’t mean either of them aren’t worthy of a second chance. We already know what half of these teams bring to the table, but then there’s the unknown. We have two teams who are debuting tonight. There’s two teams that don’t have a lot of footage on them and we’re going to have to watch them even closer tonight.

But, enough about that for now. We have a few other things we need to say here tonight too. First things, there’s someone back there in that locker room that has been getting overlooked a little bit lately. She’s so positive, a great person, and a hell of a wrestler and yet, she hasn’t been able to get booked. I’m sure she has a few things to say, so Danni Anderson, get your little butt out here!
The lights dim until they’re off and the kick-start introduction of “Overtime” by Cash Cash begins to resonate from the PA system. Pink lights begin to flash to the beat of the music

“GET DOWN!”

Suddenly, a spotlight shines on the entrance. Through the curtains, Danni Anderson cartwheels and lands in a cool crouching tiger-esque pose on the entrance. The fans cheer for the Pink Sugarplum Fairy and even move to her music.

“GET UP AGAIN!"

Danni hops up, bounces from foot to foot, and claps along with the beat of the music. This builds the energy of the fans and she smiles brightly.

“Come on, come on, move!
Get down! Get up again!
Work it, do it overtime!”

She dances along the ramp, tags a few fans, spins around, and hops up and down.

“Get down! Get up again!
Come on, come on, right! to! down!”

Right on cue, Danni flips into a low dance-like pose and the fans cheer her on. She then hops onto the ring apron, turns with her back towards the ropes, places her hands along the top rope, and she backflips into the ring with style. There’s an extra burst of cheers and applause from the fans as she claps her hands for everyone in attendance and bounces with excitement.

“Get up again! Work it, do it overtime!”

She does a cute little dance in the ring, spins around, and she blows kisses for the fans. She throws peace signs with both hands before she hops back to her corner and embraces the fans’ approval. The lights come back on and the music fades. Because she’s not dressed in her ring attire, the flexibility of some of her moves was limited. Still, Danni manages to keep her balance. Spinning around in her makeshift Terry Bogard cosplay, she smiles at everyone and waves.

(◠‿◠✿) Danni Anderson: “Hi, hi! Hello everybody!”

Christina looks at their friend and just laughs a little bit as she sees how excited the woman is, but that’s really just normal for Danni. She brought her microphone back up to her mouth and looked at the young woman.

Christina Olson: Danni, I’m giving you a chance to get whatever’s on your mind off your chest right now after not being booked for close to a month now. This is your forum right now!

The Sugarplum Fairy is a little caught off guard by this.

(⊙‿⊙✿) Danni Anderson: “Really??? Oh! Well, um, lemme see…”

Kindly, she takes the microphone from Christina and looks around. The fans are cheering aloud for her, even starting the traditional chant: “OOH RAH!” {clap-clap, clap-clap} “OOH RAH!” {clap-clap, clap-clap} This brings a huge smile to Danielle’s face as she raises the microphone to her lips.

(◕‿◕✿) Danni Anderson: “I don’t really talk a lot in front of everybody, but I’m gonna try my best. That’s all I can really do, right? My best. Um, Chrissy brought up a really good point. I haven’t been booked on New Frontier Wrestling for a while. The first show off, I completely understood. There are lots of people on the roster and everybody deserves a chance to compete. The second show off, I was a little confused. I figured it was just a normal rotation within the roster. Besides, it was Plymouth Rock Madness, the last pay-per-view of 2019. I wasn’t a challenger for any of the titles. I wasn’t in any major headlines for rivalries. I still went to support my friends and all of them did great!”

The fans applaud for those who performed on the NFW pay-per-view. Even Danni holds the mic between her elbow and forearm to clap. Then she raises the mic in her hand once again, a bit of sadness in her eyes.

(◡_◡✿) Danni Anderson: “But then the card for the next show went up… and I wasn’t there. It really hurt to be left off for the third time. I thought to myself “Did I do something wrong?” Even after the recent departure of a few wrestlers, when the card was edited and re-hyped, I still wasn’t booked. I dunno what was going on, but I felt a little… unworthy. Too much free time makes me think, then I start to think too much. And when I think too much… it’s really bad.”

She pauses to take a deep breath. A lot of the fans sympathize with her, even starting a new chant: “We want Danni!” {clap-clap, clapclapclap} “We want Danni!” {clap-clap, clapclapclap} Hearing this brings a sweet smile to the young woman’s face, lifting her head up and taking in the positive energy.

(◠△◠✿) Danni Anderson: “So even though I’m not booked tonight, I’m still here. I wanna prove myself worthy. I’ve been in this business for a little over a year; I’ve been a champion before. I wanna wrestle! I wanna compete with the best of the best and inspire people who are just like me! Sooo please give me the chance to do this, Ms. Isabella!”
♫♫♫ I've got a plan. I know the game. I cross the line and things will never be the same
♫♫♫ It's gotta be right, it's gotta be clean. I gotta cover all the spaces in between
♫♫♫ Because I want to be someone (someone you want to be like)
♫♫♫ One of a kind (just do it if it feels right)
♫♫♫ F***ing contagious (living in the limelight)
♫♫♫ Out of my mind'..

Nick Hanson: “What the?”

Miranda Augustino: “Huh...the hell’s her fine ass doing here?”

Nick Hanson: “Jesus, Miranda….”

Miranda Augustino: “What? Just being honest!”

As the chorus of “Straightjacket Supermodel” begins to play across the arena as the lights turn down and a light show of skulls begin to dance across the ring and into the crowd. Then a spotlight shines on the stage as “The Arcane” Lara Bratton basks in the glow for a moment. She stands in a long black robe and black crown as she leans forward on a cane. She leans back and spins the cane around as she begins to make her way down towards the ring as the spotlight follows.

♫♫♫ Cuz I am the all original, so hated that it's criminal
♫♫♫ My fame is on the throttle, straitjacket supermodel
♫♫♫ Sideways on the level, tap dancing with the devil
♫♫♫ I'm bringing down the gospel, straitjacket supermodel

She reaches the ringside area and then takes a single step at a time, as if deliberately dragging this entrance out as long as possible. She reaches up and holds her black crown in place as she dips in between the ropes and then once inside, reaches for a microphone from the ringside attendant.

Lara Bratton: AHEM! AHEM! AHEM! Is this stupid thing on? I guess it is. Well then, as much as I hate to disrupt whatever this love fest is that’s going on inside the ring, I’m fairly certain that I’ve been waiting for a match longer than Dixon here.

Lara points towards Danielle, who tilts her head and mouths “Dixon?”

Lara Bratton: I mean, shouldn’t she be off hosting a children’s show or fondling a teddy bear or something? C’mon. You don’t want the rah rah squad here coming out and disappointing these fans any more than they already do, so how about you put a real competitor in the ring. If you’re confused, I’m talking about myself.

Lara smirks and motions towards the three in the ring with her.

Lara Bratton: Seriously, you’ve got Twiddle Dee, Twiddle Dumb and Twiddle Dumber. So, how about you children run along and go find your parents and let some women come out here and show you how it’s done.

Lara leans back against the turnbuckle as she apparently is waiting for the three to leave the ring now. She even motions with her hands for them to shoo off.

Christina looks at the newcomer and just laughs a little bit as she sees the shooing motion. She just shakes her head and stands her ground. She takes the microphone back from Danni and brings it to her mouth.

Christina Olson: Listen here, sweetheart, you may think you’re better than everyone else, but Lilith and myself, we prove every single time we step into the ring that we’re two of the best in this company. I don’t have a problem with you yet, but keep this up and we will have some problems. There’s two women back there though that I do have a problem with though right now. And you, since you’re in the ring, you must be lookin to fight too right now. Erin, Bronwyn, get your asses out here and join this chick sharing the ring with a true trio and get the beatin y’all got comin to ya!

Miranda Augustino: “She’s calling out Good and Mercer?!”
The sound of a woman's voice vocalizing over a soft melody is heard. After the drums to Within Temptation's "Raise Your Banner" kick in, bringing on the main riff, Old Celtic symbols begin to flash across the video wall.

Nick Hanson: “Uh-oh!”

Miranda Augustino: “This could get wild, Nicky!”

BLOOD FOR FREEDOM!!

As these words are screamed in the song, they appear in old Gaelic on the screen as the lights begin to flash across the stage. The music swells as the fans begin to boo. It's a song they haven't heard in a while but they remember who it used to represent.

You're pushing me into the corner
Don't fight with me, don't fight with me, don't fight with me
I'm crowning no man for his armour or Rhapsody
For what I see and what I feel

Wake up
I'm defying you, seeing right through you once I believed in you
Wake up
Feel what's coming deep within we all know

Sure enough, the curtain parts and out walks Erin Mercer. Only now, the once bright-eyed, ever-smiling redhead wears a cold scowl across her face as she stares right down at the ring. Erin's wardrobe is notably different; more darker, being all black, consisting of leather pants, high heeled boots and her usual leather jacket over a halter neck top. She's not alone either as Bronwyn Good is right there with her. Bronwyn is dressed in her typical fashion. Black and leather everything. Her normal entrance coat covers her top but the hood is down this time. She grins wickedly as sticks out her forked tongue.

Blood for freedom
So raise your banner, fight your war
Break the silence, no remorse
Won't die within
Blood for freedom
Raise your banner, won't you come
Fight the venom, the good die young
Won't die within

Sticking right beside one another, Salem's Forgotten Daughter and the Red Queen exchange looks briefly before descending the ramp; both women taking their own time as they're in no hurry themselves. This is not to be confused with fear, mind you. They just do what they please. Once both of them are in the ring, Erin stares hard at Bloody Fairytale. She ignores Danni for the moment and most of her focus is on Christina specifically. Rather than bother going for another microphone, she looks over at Lara Bratton and inaudibly holds her hand out, mouthing to see the mic for a minute.

Erin Mercer: “Is this what this is all about?”

Erin moves an index finger around, pointed down at the mat as she watched Christina. She suddenly points that same finger right at Danni Anderson without actually looking at her.

Erin Mercer: “You called out your little girlfriend here, who’s looking to make her mark somewhere and you think we’re gonna be the ones she does that on?”

Danielle scratches the back of her head, sincerely confused. Erin lowers the mic, giving Christina a chance to speak as she shoots a ‘gimme a break’ smirk to Bronwyn. Christina laughs as she hears this statement from Erin. She looks at the woman and just shakes her head in disbelief.

Christina Olson: Nah, That ain’t it. She got nothing to do with the problem I got with you and your little girlfriend. I was just giving Danni a chance to vent her frustrations a little bit, but Lara here decided to come out say a little something herself. The way I see it right now, there’s three of us, three of y’all out here, so I don’t see why we just shouldn’t have a good old fashioned fight.

The crowd cheers at this possibility as Christina just looks right at Erin, shifting a look to Bronwyn and a quick glance to Lara as Lilith stands there, right behind her friend, her focus right on Bronwyn for the moment. Now that Danielle’s no longer confused, she gauges the reactions of the fans and smiles. A quick glance down at herself, she walks over to Christina and speaks into the mic.

(◠ω◠✿) Danni Anderson: “Well, if Terry Bogard can fight like this, then…”

She steps back into Terry’s signature fight pose, even repeating the famous words that the fans yell out with her: “Hey! C’mon, c’mon!”

Nick Hanson: “I can dig it! She looks adorable in that outfit!”

Miranda Augustino: “Can she throw a Power Wave?”

Lara seems to be getting bored, in fact, she yawns widely as she points to the bare spot on her wrist.

Lara Bratton: Are we about done here? All this talk of girlfriends and geeks and whatever else was being discussed to which I wasn’t paying attention has given me an appetite and I’m sure there’s a Double Whopper with Cheese somewhere with my name on it. So, if we’re gonna have a fight or something, let’s just get it over with.

Erin takes one look at Danni and looks at Bronwyn again - ‘is she fucking serious?’ The angry redhead rolls her eyes, shaking her head, lifting the mic as she looks at Christina again.

Erin Mercer: “A video game reference? Nice. You should’ve sent her to Sammi and Kat’s locker rooms. The little nerd bitch would fit right in. You know what?”

Erin briefly looks over to Lara and actually smiles, nodding in agreement.

Erin Mercer: “I couldn’t agree with this girl more. What the fuck are we standing around for?”

Erin tosses the microphone out of the ring. The fans start to buzz as she begins taking her jacket off. As Erin is about to get into Christina’s face, there’s a voice echoing throughout the arena.

Isabella Santiago: Hold it right there, Miss Mercer!

Isabella Santiago comes out from behind the curtain and stands at the top of the ramp looking at all six women in the ring right now. She shakes her head and sighs before she brings the microphone back up to her mouth.

Isabella Santiago: There will be no fight here tonight between all of you, but I will give these fans all something for next week. Next week we’ll see Bloody Fairytale and Danni Anderson taking on Erin Mercer, Bronwyn Good, and Lara Bratton in a six-woman tag team match! Now, clear out and get out of the ring and save it all for next week ladies!

As Isabella says this, she just turns around and walks back through the curtains to the fans cheering for the match that was just made by the Women’s General Manager for next week.

Nick Hanson: “Whoa! A six woman tag match! Next week on Collision! Bloody Fairytale and Danni Anderson are gonna be teaming up and taking on Bronwyn Good and Erin Mercer!”

Miranda Augustino: “And Lara Bratton! She’s gonna be getting her debut! Hell yeah!!”

Nick Hanson: “I can’t wait for that one and I bet neither can the fans!”

Just as Isabella says ‘next week’, Lara has already left the ring realizing there’s no fight tonight and she has better things to do. She heads up the ramp and disappears shortly after Isabella. Christina looks at Erin and brushes right past her, bumping her shoulder as her, Lilith, and Danni get out of the ring and head up the ramp, backing away. Lilith and Christina hold their Tag Team Championships up as Christina doesn’t keep her eyes off of Erin and just mouths “I’ll always be better than you.” to her.

Erin just nods at Christina with a look on her face that simply says ‘yeah sure bitch, just wait.’ She picks her jacket up and hangs it over her shoulder as she stands next to Bronwyn, giving her girlfriend and tag partner another look. Bronwyn looks at Erin with a sly smile and nod.

Fade to commercial….
With a single piano note, a woman’s voice echoes throughout the arena, speaking softly in Japanese….

“Sekki ni...yoru keno….”

The silence is then suddenly shattered by the opening scream of Jesse Leach from Killswitch Engage’s “Hate By Design.” With it, the heavy metal riff kicks in and the lights start to flash a multitude of colors around the stage, ramp and ring area. The SBS logo appears on the video wall as the curtain parts. Kaede Tanabe leads the way out with Yuka Hirata and Kayako Kazama.

Yeah!
Born into this world of hatred!
We are born free
From the restraints of this society,
Helpless to what is instilled
(Yeah)
To all those who raise us, mold us, and shape us
There is a time to separate,
From this

Through a cloud of smoke where the light barely breaks through walks a fourth feminine figure. A black SBS towel shrouds her head as she steps into full view. Fists clenched at her sides, head down. Masami Nishikiyama pauses on the stage to lightly bounce on the balls of her feet inside her boots. Her head bobbing in time to the rhythm of the music. Yuka Hirata steps up beside her and rubs her shoulders, slapping her on the back and amping her up in Japanese under the booming music. On the other side, Kaede Tanabe is giving her own words of encouragement. Meanwhile, Kayako Kazama is bouncing excitedly, pointing and urging the audience to look upon the woman about to go into battle. The proud, bubbly little friend. Masami steps forward and takes a knee, bringing her hand up in a Shinto Prayer.

Roger Arden: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is Round 2 of a Best of 7 Series! Introducing first! From Hiroshima, Japan! Representing S-B-S, the Super Bitch Squad! She! Is! The Queen of Brawn Style! MASAMIIIIIII….NISHIKIIIIIYAMAAAAAA!!!!”

A reason why, a state of mind,
There's a disconnection
A judgement made
Fueled by hate, it's your mistake,
It's a choice you made
It's tearing us apart

When she comes up, she yanks the towel off of her head and yells at the crowd before resuming her calm and casting a cold glare their way. She turns back to her three friends and the four put their hands into a circle. The camera gets close enough to hear them do their chant.

“Ichi! Ni! San! ESS! BEE! ESS! YOSH!!”

Hate,
Hate by design,
Is destroying our lives
Seek to find,
Some understanding
Redefine your life

Their hands shoot up in different forms. Kaede gives a sassy snap of her fingers. Yuka throws the horns. Kayako gives a sort of “jazz hand” motion. Masami simply raises a warrior’s fist and turns towards the ring. She starts down the ramp and, joined by the rest of SBS who trail behind her to give their competing member the focus of the camera, even though Masami doesn't even pay attention to them. Masami marches towards the ring, clutching her towel as she stares daggers down at the ring. Upon reaching the ring, Masami explodes up the steps before slowing on the apron. She wipes her feet off before stepping inside the ring and gives a full turn with her fists extended to the sides and another battle cry. The rest of SBS join her; Kaede stepping daintily up the stairs and under the middle rope. Yuka runs and slides in parallel to the bottom rope. Kayako climbs up onto the apron around the side, 'slipping' with one foot and catching herself. She sticks her hand to her lips - 'oopsie!' SBS' manager and other members join Masami in the center of the ring for their pose before they all give their friend a fist bump and leave the ring to her as she backs into her corner, handing her towel off to Kaede. With a motion of her hands, Masami shoos her teammates off. They oblige, giving some final words of encouragement before leaving ringside.

Roger Arden: “And her opponent...from Laredo, Texas, representing The Kingdom! The Cherokee Princess...LLUVIA...CANE!!!”

"Lucifer's Angel" hits and Lluvia comes out to the stage in her gear. She does a little shimmy then seductively sways her hips as she does a slow 360, showing off her body as she does so. Lluvia then heads down to the ring and slides in under the 3rd rope, doing another little sashay once she stands up. She holds a smirk on her face as she waits for things to get going.


The Hershey fans are already hollering and thumping the barricade walls in preparation for the second match in this series. Lluvia started the match off looking for a test of strength, but Masami tricked her by immediately twisting her into an arm wringer situation. Lluvia fought it desperately, yet found herself flipped over onto her back. Masami kept hold of Lluvia's arm and used it as leverage to drag her back to her feet and pull her into a tight headlock.

Nick Hanson: “The power of Masami Nishikiyama may not be unmatched. It may not be unsurpassed; but it is unexpected! You look at her physique and the last thing you expect out of her is the immense power she demonstrates!”

Miranda Augustino: “She’s just full of surprises, Nicky!”

Masami attempted a headlock takedown, however Cane locked her leg in and blocked before shoving her way free, sending Masami to the ropes. On the rebound, Masami let out a roar as she attempted a lariat but Lluvia thrilled the fans by hitting "the splits" before completely surprising Masami with a monkey flip and hitting her patented moonsault legdrop for a cover attempt!

Nick Hanson: “Moonsault Legdrop!”

Miranda Augustino: “There it is, bitches!”


Masami kicked out, Lluvia staying on her and trying to drag her back to a standing position, but Masami countered with a fast flurry of elbows to the stomach followed by a european uppercut which echoed through the arena and sent Lluvia pivoting directly onto her face! Yowch! Cover!


Masami grimaced as she shook her head and using Lluvia's hair, roughly dragged her to her feet. Lluvia was once again rocked by a leaping headbutt, staggering back as the crowd roared with disapproval. Masami once again leapt to deliver a crushing forearm smash but Cane got her bearings back and sidestepped the attempt! Masami dazed and confused! ANGELIC REBELLIONnnn...NO! Masami used her ring presence to sidestep, go behind and lock in that deadly full nelson of hers!!

Nick Hanson: “Full Nelson by Masami!!”

Miranda Augustino: “Ohhhh no! So long, Lluvia!”

Masami, smelling blood in the water, lifted Lluvia for her NISHIKI DRIVE..what?! Lluvia wriggled free, landed on her feet and used Masami's own momentum to land a devastating Alabama Slam!!! Cover!!


Masami got the shoulder up at the very last microsecond!! The crowd is on its feet!

Miranda Augustino: “AWWWWWW SO CLOSE!!!!”

Nick Hanson: “I didn’t think she was gonna kick out!”

Lluvia sat up. The look on her face says it all. She smacked the mat in defiance and took Masami's arm, dragging her to her feet and whipping her into the corner. Masami hit hard and Lluvia wasted no time! The crowd roared their approval as she stormed in and sprung off the ropes to deliver an AIRBORNE ANGEL REB..NO! Nishiki got out of the way, leaving Lluvia crotched on the top rope! Masami quickly swept Lluvia off the top with a modified scoop roll up pin and the crowd BOO as she hangs her feet on the ropes for good measure! The ref doesn't see it!


Nishiki quickly rolled out of the ring as her music hit, Lluvia immediately sitting up with a look of disgust on her face!

Roger Arden: “Here is your winner...MASAMI...NISHIKIIIIIYAMAAAAAAA!”

Nick Hanson: “And that’s gonna bring the series score to 2 and 0 in favor of Masami Nishikiyama!”

Miranda Augustino: “Perhaps with a little controversy….”

Nick Hanson: “Ya think?!”

Miranda Augustino: “...but she still got the job done!”

Masami Nishikiyama backed up the ramp, holding her fists high in the air as Lluvia Cane looked on, disappointed.

We cut to backstage where Wil Pierce and Jacob Striker are getting ready for their big chance at the tag team titles for their debut later in the evening. Tink Evermore enters their locker room with an enthusiastic strut in her incredibly tight bicycle shorts. William looks particularly happy to see her.

Tink Evermore: How we doing guys? Ready to get a number one contender spot on your first night out?

Wil Pierce: Tink!

Pierce gives her a big hug and lifts her in the air. He puts her down as she looks at Jacob Striker. He gives her a nod.

Jacob Striker: Hey.

She waves politely at him.

Tink Evermore: Hey!

She turns to face both of them with great excitement toward the prospect of managing the tag team champions.

Tink Evermore: Okay, so tonight is the night. Not only are you guys going to make your impact with me at your side, but come Wrestle War, we are going to make sure that you are going to have gold around your waist.

Wil Pierce: Excellent, I’m going to enjoy being a champion again and watching you at work is always a pleasure.

Jacob Striker: [rolling his eyes] Perhaps, but let’s focus on the goal at hand, Wil. So what’s on your mind, Tink?

Tink Evermore: Absolutely! And I even have some insider scoop on one of the teams you will be facing tonight.

They huddle in with her as she begins to explain her relationship with two of their opponents for the evening.

Wil Pierce: Really? How so?

Jacob Striker: Yeah. I’m curious to know myself here.

Tink Evermore: As much as I love Arley and I will always want to pet the tiger…

Wil Pierce: [playfully winking at Tink] Is that an innuendo for something?

Tink Evermore: I wish, but no. Anyways, I love me Trash Pandas, but this is, of course, a business. While we were in WWR together before my contract was terminated, I got to know them both very well. They are fun loving and play up to the crowd. As much as I hate to say that, you can use that your advantage n’stuff. You aren’t here for fun and games. Nor are you here to start yourself a hardcore match with Arley. You’re here to focus in on what happens in the ring. If you see them, like, trying to get a pop out of the fans n’t stuff, you should totally take advantage of that.

Both men nod at this information.

Wil Pierce: Good advice which is why we chose you.

Jacob Striker: Even though some of us had alternate reasons as well.

Pierce gives him a glare before turning his attention back towards Tink.

Wil Pierce: What about the others in the match?

Evermore shrugs.

Tink Evermore: The Super Bitch Squad? Those girls are going to be salty as fuck with this match. But the thing, is they know that they can’t beat bloody fairy tale. Their rage and butt hurtyness over that whole thing is going to make it easy to get them to lose focus. They are going to be eager to win, just so they can, like, lose again. Again,this isn’t about anything, but getting those title around your waist. They are going to want resolution, while you guys JUST want the titles. Don’t let their overcomplications get in YOUR way ‘n stuff.

The two men take this advice in as they nod in compliance with it.

Wil Pierce: That won’t be a problem for us, if anything we can use that to our advantage, right partner?

Jacob Striker: Agreed. But what about the fourth team in this match, Tink. What do you have on them?

She stops to think about the other team in the fatal four way and really just ends up rambling, but hoping that her two clients will not catch on.

Tink Evermore: And as far as Skillz Vendorz goes. Their name is stupid and I had no idea who they were until they were booked. With that said, AGAIN, they are gamers and fun loving girls. They aren’t going to be as focused as you. And they CLEARLY don’t want it as much as you do. If they did, they’d been in the title picture until today. You go out there and prove why they should stick to twiddling their joy sticks or whatever they do. Honestly, I am usually too baked to game. Mario Kart is cool though. I don’t know. I have a switch, but I don’t play it as much as I used to. Though they FINALLY ported over FNAF to it for Black Friday, so I might do that. You guys hear anything good about The Witcher 3?

They both look at her a bit confused.

Wil Pierce: That is actually more Jake’s department than mine, Tink.

Jacob Striker: Don’t get me as the Witcher three is a great game, but you struck me more as a Cuphead player honestly.

She catches herself rambling and concentrates back on her role their manager.

Tink Evermore: Anyways, you guys know what you’re doing and you haven’t lost track of what is important tonight. You are going to get out there and win, while I watch your backs. If anyone tries to get in your way, I’ll send them back down. Deal?

Wil Pierce: I can live with that, not that it will be any problem for us.

Jacob Striker: Agreed.

The three of them give fist bumps as they head out to the ringside area to go out there and win their number one contender spot for the tag team team titles.
The opening chords of Disturbed’s “Warrior” roars through the rena and the crowd is on their feet. She had not been advertised to appear so this was a shock to everyone. Eavan Maloney walks out in a black Krigare shirt, black tights and her Shieldmaiden vest on, her Silver Mountain title around her waist. She raises her arms and crosses them at the wrists, where black Sharpie on white tape has the names Katra and Addy respectively. Eavan walks down the ramp, clapping hands with everyone, making her way around the ringside area. She runs over and hugs Miranda before getting up on the announce table, taking her belt off her waist and raising it above her head. She leaps off and steps into the ring, looking out at everyone whose started a ‘Krigare Elf’ chant which makes Eavan laugh. She is handed a mic from a crewmember.

Eavan Maloney: “I get this feelin’ ya’ll check out my Twitter, yeah?”

Eavan continues pacing the ring, shaking her head.

Eavan Maloney: “Well, ya know, it’s December now, and Christmas will soon be upon us, and honestly I already have almost everything I asked Santa for. And, well, I’m not exactly known for my height, so Krigare Elf it is. That’s not why I’m out here tonight, though. I want to go back to Plymouth Rock Massacre, not about me winning this…”

Eavan holds up her title again.

Eavan Maloney: “But the attack by Erin Mercer on my next opponent for this very belt, Jasmine Matthews. I wish I could say it was because of Bronwyn losing, but it feels like more. Now I thought long and hard on this, and I think I have a solution. See, I don’t want to wait until WrestleWar Sixteen to defend this title. I pride myself on being a fighting champion. I also recall back in that little tournament, Erin Mercer was one of the few people to beat me. We don’t discuss the other who left the company for greener pastures and easier competition.”

Nick Hanson: “She’s talking about---”

Miranda Augustino: “Aaaaaah ah ah ah! No no, Nick! Mami said we don’t talk about them. Stop interrupting.”

Eavan Maloney: “Now, I hope I’m going to have her attention because she’d be wise to accept. January 6th, 2020, first show of the new year. I will put the Silver Mountain championship on the line against The Red Queen herself, Erin Mercer. She wins, she gets her automatic match against Jasmine. She loses, as I suspect she will, she loses nothing. You have nothing to lose here, Erin, but you have EVERYTHING to gain.

Think it over. Think long and hard about your decision. You have until the next show to give me an answer. Krigare Elf. Out.”

Eavan drops the mic as her music plays again, ending the segment as she starts making her exit.

Nick Hanson: “Whoa-hoa!”

Miranda Augustino: “Mami layin’ out the challenge to the Red Queen!”

Nick Hanson: “Putting the Silver Mountain Championship on the line! Will Erin Mercer accept?! She has until next week to do so but don’t go anywhere! Speaking of titles, we got a number one contender fatal four way tag match up next!”

Fade out.
The winning team goes to Wrestle War XVI to challenge for the NFW Tag Team Championships!
Roger Arden: The following is a Fatal Four Way Match for the number contendership to the NFW Tag Team Titles. Introducing first…

There is a MASSIVE response from the fans as "Karate" hits the system and on either side of the Tron, Super Tiger and Arley Kirk are seen sliding down the rigging poles down to the ramp.

Arden: From Lake Fenton, Michigan. Weighing in at a combined weight of two hundred and twenty pounds..

Super Tiger enthusiastically makes her way down the ramp, high fiving the fans and pressing her masked face against theirs while Arley skolled a juice box then got a laugh while she slammed the empty container against her forehead a few times. Arley quickly ran down the ramp, also high fiving fans as she passed.

Arden: The team of SUPER TIGER and ARLEY KIRK..

While Super Tiger leapt up onto the apron and through the top and middle rope, Arley sprung from the barricade to the apron and cartwheels over the top rope, landing in a roll, Tiger rolling in the opposite direction and both leaping to opposing corners to roar enthusiastically at a popping crowd..

Arden: They are KAWAII TRASH PANDAS GO!!!!!

Super Tiger executes a perfect moonsault to her feet while Arley executes a twisting somersault to her feet. The Trash Pandas meet in the middle and bump both of their fists together several times, the crowd joining in with their trademark phrases while their music starts to fade..

Super Tiger: "HAI GRRRL!!!!!"

Arley Kirk: "YUH GRRRL!!!!!"

One final POP arises from the NFW fans as they fist bump once more and "Karate" fades out while Super Tiger and Arley Kirk play "Paper, scissors, rock".

Hanson: These two have been making a name for themselves out in the independents, but now they are here to lay claim to the tag team titles. I personally cannot wait to see them out in the ring tonight. They have quite the opportunity here.

Augustino: Yes, it doesn’t matter how popular they are with these internet smarks out here. They have three other teams to get through before they can even think about challenging for those tag team titles.

Hanson: That may be the case, but these two clearly have the fans in their corner. If they make through this match, that will be quite the advantage against Bloody Fairytale.

Augustino: Should we even be giving title opportunities to people that have not proven themselves yet?

Hanson: All four teams have the same chance here. So I think it is fair.

Arden: And their opponents…

As "Mighty Morphin Power Rangers" begins to play throughout the arena, Katrina and Sammi run out onto the stage, breaking off to either end of the stage to play up to the crowd. When they meet back up in the center, the girls perform their complex handshake before high fiving and heading down the ramp, high fiving fans on each side of the aisle. They break off to take up opposite sides of the ring where they hop up onto the apron and continue to amp up the crowd. From here, Katrina performs her split under the bottom rope while Sammi hops to the top turnbuckle and moonsaults down to the mat. Meeting in the center, high five, hug and begin removing their entrance gear, making their way to their corner.

Arden: They are Katrina Cage and Sammi Belmont …The Skillz Vendorz!

Hanson: The Skillz Vendorz have been here for quite awhile, but now they have a chance to claim a spot for the tag team titles. You have to believe they have the most to gain here tonight.

Augustino: It is just a pity that they spend most of their time playing video games than actually focusing on winning matches.

Hanson: Gamers or not, they are going to make the best of being added to this huge tag team match.

Arden: …and their opponents…

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. 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 three turn and stick their hands in a circle and perform their team chant. At 0:49 into the song, the three girls turn, Yuka leading the way and Masami following behind while Kayako brings up the rear, 'skipping' along with her hands behind her back.

Arden: Making their way to the ring! From Japan! KAYAKO - KAZAMA...MAAASAAAAMI NIIISHIKIYAAAMA...and YUUUKA HIIIRATA!!!! THEY! ARE! THE SUUUUUPER BITCH SQUUUAAAAAAAD!!!!

One by one, as they reach the ring, they enter it as seen in each of their solo entrances: Yuka picks up into a jog and slides in sideways under the bottom rope. Masami rushes up the steps and enters normally. Kayako skips along to the right side of the ring, 'slipping' as she climbs up on the apron. She gives an adorable 'oops' look at the crowd before daintily entering under the middle rope.

Once all three of them are in the ring, they meet in the middle for a pose. Masami stands tall, flexing up her arms. After performing another brief Wai Kru, Yuka scowls ahead of her with her fists raised under her chin. Kayako, meanwhile, leans back against Masami like a human wall and brings up one hand in a 'peace sign' with an adorable yet devious little smile.

Hanson: This team DEFINITELY wants to get their name back in contention for the Tag Team Titles after what went down in Plymouth. They have to make their way through three other teams to get there.

Augustino: They are the rightful contenders, they should be the ones challenging at Wrestle War. There is no reason that they should have to beat these other teams, two of which are brand new.

Hanson: I definitely wouldn’t sleep on them here in this one.They also have the numbers game behind them here tonight.

Arden: And the last team in this contest…
The lights in the arena fade to black as there is a low drum and guitar beat as the lights around the entrance way start to flash in various colors as the music slowly gathers in strength until finally it hits an "explosion" of sound as two figures step out onto the entrance way to a huge mixture of cheers and boos, almost as if the fans are uncertain on how to respond to these two men. Their shadows are soon joined by a tiny female figure following behind them.

Roger Arden: Weighing in tonight at a total combined weight of four hundred and forty seven pounds!!

As Scott Fritz's "Shellshock" continues to play, the "Blackheart" Wil Pierce steps out onto the entrance way first followed close behind by the more powerfully built "Natural" Jacob Striker who is looking rather serious as usual as Wil kneels down on one knee in front of his partner who comes up behind him and while Wil does a cocky little pose, Jake slowly draws his thumb across his own throat before tossing that hand up into a "Too Sweet" motion. Soon, they are joined by Tink Evermore who poses with both men on the ramp before the two men slowly start to make their way to the ring with their management in tow.

Roger Arden: They are the team of the "Blackheart" Wil Pierce and the "Real Rock'n'Rolla" Jacob Striker...

The two men then slowly make a circuit around the ringside area with Wil occasionally doing a fist bump or two while Jacob does the occasional high five while keeping his eye on the ring and then the two of them quickly enter the ring and Wil tries to hype up his partner, trying to get him to enjoy the scenery while the more "professional" Striker simply rolls his eyes and starts to remove his entrance gear. Tink follows them into the ring and poses inbetween both of them as they prepare for their match.

Roger Arden: They are...THE DAAARK CIRCLE!!

Hanson: This is our second debuting team tonight and you have to like their chances here. They have been incredibly vocal on social media about their goals and even got into it with the Trash Pandas. These are two very intimidating men who have made it very clear that they are here for the tag gold.

Augustino: None of that matters if the bell rings and they are trash in the ring. They have a lot to prove tonight.

Hanson: And don’t forget the X-factor that is Tink Evermore at ringside. She has put together quite the stable in a short amount of time here. Will her presence help the Dark Circle make their claim to the tag titles?

Augustino: Why would anyone take her on as a manager?

Hanson: I think the answer there is a bit obvious.

Augustino: I mean yeah that, but she thought swiss cheese was made in Australia. They could’ve definitely gotten better representation is all I’m saying.

Hanson: We’ll see if she is going to make any difference here tonight in just a few seconds.


The bell rings as Super Tiger and Jacob Striker both agree to start for their teams as the other two teams opt to wait in their corners. After a few days exchanging vicious tweets, Dark Circle and the Pandas want to get their hands on eachother. Tiger jumps up and down in the ring, circling Jacob Striker. He goes for the lock up, but she rolls out of his way and goes to the ropes. She immediately springboards off the ropes with crossbody, but is caught by Striker. He immediately lays her out with a belly to back suplex in the center of the ring. She pulls herself back up to her feet, but Striker immediately boots her in the head, sending her back down. He throws her into the corner where SBS are and runs at her with a corner forearm smash. Kayako slaps Striker on the shoulder, making the tag and forcing him out of the match. He argues with the referee, as does Tink Evermore from the outside, as Kayako jumps in over the top rope and starts working over Super Tiger with stomps to her gut.

Hanson: Blind tag there from the Super Bitch Squad, though I don’t think Striker was quite finished there and doesn’t seem to be quite happy that his offense was interrupted.

Augustino: That’s just too bad. That’s how the match works and maybe they shouldn’t underestimate the NFW veterans here.

Kayako pulls up Super Tiger and lays her out in the center of the ring with a German Suplex. She keeps it locked in and performs another, and then a third with a bridge. The referee starts the count.


Katrina Cage breaks up the pinning attempt early on in the match.

Hanson: Close call but the Vendorz aren’t going to allow this one to end with them at least getting into the ring first.

Augustino: And that’s the name of the game- making sure you are the legal person in the ring.

Yuka is immediately in with a dropkick that sends Cage backwards into the ring post. This then prompts Sammi to jump into the ring and rock Yuka with an elbow drop. Arley Kirk rushes into the ring and nails both Vendorz with a double clothesline. This prompts both members of the Dark Circle to rush the ring and begin nailing Arley with lefts and rights before throwing her out of the ring. They turn around into stereo dropkicks from Yuka and Kayako that knocks them both to the outside. The fans go crazy as they turn around to see the Skillz Vendorz both up on their feet. The two teams launch at each other with lefts and rights. Yuka nails a lariat that sends Sammi out of the ring. But then she gets hit with a spinning heel kick that sends Yuka tumbling over the ropes to the outside. Kayako hits Katrina with a shoulder tackle. Pleased with herself, she turns into a super kick from Super Tiger that immediately lays her out. Amid the chaos, Tiger goes for the pin.


Hanson: And chaos broke out in the ring, giving Super Tiger the chance to almost steal this one.

Augustino: I will not be in a company where somebody who looks as silly as she does holds a title. Thank goodness for that kick out!

The crowd are immediately behind Tiger’s efforts for a come back as all corners are clear and there is no one to tag in. Both ladies are going to have to go it on their own for awhile until there are wrestlers in their corner. She pulls Kayako up and starts working her over with knee strikes, she then follows up with strong forearm strikes before tossing her into the ropes. Kayako bounces off the ropes and gets hit with an armdrag to the center of the ring. Kayako tries to pull herself back up, but she is immediately hit with a hurricanrana that sends her back down to the mat. Super Tiger pulls her up, but notices that Arley is back up in her corner. She drags Kayako over and immediately tags in Kirk. Arley immediately nails her with a codebreaker ….but when she snaps back, Super Tiger is right there with a backstabber to Kayako. These two call it the BFP. Tiger returns to her corner as Arley goes for the cover.


Hanson: Arley and Tiger showing EXACTLY why they are a tag team here as they nail that amazing move on Kayako.

Augustino: It’s just too bad that the Dark Circle was on their game and made sure they didn’t get the pinfall. Getting a shot at the titles isn’t going to be THAT easy.

Arley and Pierce immediately start yelling at each other over the interference. This allows Kayako the chance to spin Arley around and nail her with a few headbutts followed by a float over DDT. Pierce leaves the ring. Kayako rushes to any corner and immediately tags in Katrina Cage as the Skillz Vendorz are all back in their corner. Cage is back in and works over Arley with a few kicks to her knees followed by a running DDT. She pulls Arley back up and sends her to the corner for a big splash. As she backs away, William Pierce slaps Arley on the back, tagging himself in, making him the legal man here. Cage goes for sliding clothesline, but he counters with a swinging backbreaker that gets oooh’s and awe’s from the crowd. He pulls her back up and nails her with a european uppercut that sends her backwards. He charges at her with a suplex into a deadlift vertical suplex. She holds her back in pain as The Dark Circle member comes at her with a whole lot of power. He grabs her up by the hair and throws her back down with a pumphandle slam into the center of the ring.

Hanson: William Pierce is really showing his power here. The Dark Circle are making a name for themselves tonight.

Augustino: They haven’t proven anything until they walk away with a win.

Tink cheers on her clients as The Dark Circle are in full control here. Katrina gets back up but gets railed with a discus lariat that sends her back down to the mat. He prepares for his finisher, a somersault DDT, by pulling her back up to her feet. He nails it on her, taking the wind right out of her. He hooks the leg.


Hanson: Once again, it is complete anarchy in the ring as these four teams are vying for control here.

Augustino: The referee better get them in place so he doesn’t have to call the whole match off.

Once the pin is broken, all the teams, again, start fighting with each other in the ring. Jacob and Arley soon make their way into the fray. They start trading punches with each other, as chaos has completely broken loose in the ring now. Everyone is throwing punches with everyone else, and the referee cannot contain the tag team chaos that has broken out. Pierce and Striker, the only two men, stand side by side and start double teaming Arley Kirk with blows to the head. They both pull her up and send her back down with a powerbomb into neckbreaker combination. They then pull Sammi aside and rock her with a power bomb into a reverse DDT. It is at this point, that both members of the SBS flee the ringside area and confer with the rest of their team on the outside. Pierce and Jacob then send Super Tiger out of the ring with stereo dropkicks.

Hanson: The Dark Circle is on a tear now with Tink Evermore cheering them on. Again, the team work between these two are amazing. They are clearly going to be ones to watch.

Augustino: There manager would watch them, but I think that she’s smoked so much weed that she is legally brain dead.

Katrina Cage is coming to as The Dark Circle is tearing through the whole tag team division. She rushes to the corner where there is only one person there. She tags in Yuka, who enters right as Kayako pulls Striker aside and hits him with a facebuster to clear the ring. William Pierce attempts to catch her, but she rolls out of the way. She charges at him, but he catches her with the The Bandit Revolver roundhouse kick that sends her immediately to the mat. He goes to make the pin.


Hanson: One should not forget that the SBS has a manager of their own and she just seemed to have cost the Dark Circle the victory just now.

Augustino: I hope Tink is taking notes. THAT is how you manage a team.

After the SBS’s manager gets herself involved, Tink Evermore more immediately runs to the corner and starts getting in her face. Soon, she finds herself facing down with the SBS’s third member, Masami. She gets in both of their faces as, in the ring, Yuka attempts to mount a comeback by nailing Pierce with a pele kick which sends him backwards. She then hits him with a penalty kick before rolling him up in a school boy.


Tink Evermore jumps up on the apron to point out what is going on. The referee turns to her. This allows Jacob Striker to come in and breaks the pinning attempt.

Hanson: Good job on Tink for catching the dirty play there as Striker makes the save, keeping the Dark Circle in this one. The Dark Circle is working well with their new management.

Augustino: It’s good that she did SOMETHING. I was beginning to think that she was just there to be eye candy.

As Striker goes back to his corner, Kayako pulls Tink’s legs sending her off the apron and falling hard to the outside. This takes William’s attention away from the match for a moment as his manager was just attacked at ringside. He is too close to the corner as Arley tags herself back in and dropkicks him out of the ring. He lands on Masami, which forces Kayako to hop out of her corner and begin stomping on him. Jacob Striker jumps down to take out Kayako with a hard clothesline.

Hanson: The Dark Circle and the SBS are on a collision outside now. The numbers game is taking both out of the match.

Augustino: The Dark Circle might want to re-think their choices in management. Her involvement might have just cost them this match.

Arley starts hammering on Yuko with rights and lefts followed by a backbreaker onto her opponent. She pulls her back up and rocks her with a Tornado DDT in the center of the ring. Super Tiger cheers her on as she awaits for her opponent to get back to her feet once she does, she nails her with a Kirkensteiner in the center of the ring. She immediately tags in Super Tiger, who pulls up Yuko with her and they both rock her with Sandwhich Chick Kicks, sending her down to the mat. They then join hands and dazzle the crowd as they before a double running shooting star press on Yuko. Super Tiger makes the pin.


Hanson: The Skillz Vendorz are proving that they are still in this as they break up the pin.

Augustino: But are they REALLY in this. The other three teams have been really putting in the work here tonight. And NOW, they decide to show up and play?

Arley immediately starts brawling with Sammi as she didn’t see her come in for the save. The two battle over the top rope, leaving Yuka with the fresher Super Tiger in the ring. Yuko gets up on one knee, but Super Tiger immediately lands a meteora on her. She goes for the pin, but Katrina Cage immediately breaks it up even before the one count. Super Tiger fights off Cage as she tosses Yuko into the ropes. She bounces back and gets hit with a drop toe hold in the center of the ring. She throws her into the corner and hits her with a tornado DDT …but she doesn’t see Jacob Striker tag slap Yuka on the shoulder, making him the legal man.

Hanson: Jacob is back in this one as the Dark Circle will NOT be denied tonight. It doesn’t matter how many riots they have to avoid, they WANT those titles.

Augustino: Too bad the SBS seems to have their number right now.

Hanson: I don’t know about that, this seems to be a match between the Pandas and the Circle now.

He immediately takes Super Tiger down with the Maim Line as William Pierce is back up in his corner as well. Tink, though winded, is back up to her feet. Kayako has also gotten back in her corner. Sammi and Katrina are also back where they should be as this tag team match for the number one contendership to the titles continues. Jacob is in full control of Tiger as he stomps on her ribs before pulling her up for a brainbuster in the center of the ring. He makes the quick tag to William Pierce as the two are working together now to dismantle Super Tiger. Striker catapults her into a DDT from Pierce before he heads back into his corner.

Hanson: More great tag team offense from Striker and Pierce there. What a debut!

Augustino: Again, that bell hasn’t sounded yet. These two men STILL have a lot to prove.

Super Tiger tries to crawl back into her corner, but Pierce pulls her backwards by the legs. She kicks him backwards. It takes him off guard as he lands in the SBS corner. Kayako immediately tags herself in as Super Tiger gets the Hot Tag to Arley Kirk. The fans go wild as the two women rush into the ring and start throwing blows at each other. Kirk takes full control and sends her into the ropes. When Kayako bounces back, Arley nails her with a leg lariat. She immediately dashes to the Skillz Vendorz corner and nails Katrina with a forearm that sends her tumbling off the apron. She then does the same to Katrina. Both Vendorz are down and out. She then telegraphs an attacking Kayako and whips her into the Dark Circle corner, but she has precision with this one as she makes sure to throw her into Jacob Striker, knocking him off the apron and onto Tink on the outside. Before William has a chance to tag anyone or react, Super Tiger runs along the ropes with a blazing arrow knee strike that sends both her and William to the outside.

Hanson: WOW! Arley and Super Tiger clear the field and if Kirk plays this just right, they can find themselves the number one contenders tonight!

Augustino: Ugh! Do you really want them as contenders?

In the ring, Arley immediately nails Kayako with her patented AK-95 manuever that keeps her out of the match. Yuka runs in to try to halt her momentum, but Arley catches her with a chick kick in the center of the ring. Wanting to make sure her opponent stays down, Arley hits her second finisher on her with the Kirkensteiner. Arley goes for the cover.


Arden: Here are your winners and number one contenders to the NFW Tag Team Titles …The Kaiwai Trash Pandas!

Hanson: They did it! An amazing showing by Super Tiger and Arley Kirk to become the top contenders on their first night in.

Augustino: I have to admit that I didn’t see that coming. I thought for sure the SBS had this one in the bag.

Hanson: Not to be outdone, the Dark Circle had a nearly perfect showing in their first match out as well, but the Kawaii Trash Pandas took this one home tonight.

In the ring, Tiger is back in and celebrating with Arley Kirk over their first huge win NFW. The fans are going crazy for this amazing debut performance. The Dark Circle are outside with Tink, unhappy about their loss as the SBS back up the ramp, plotting their next move.

The camera pans around the audience, a figure wearing a skull mask sits in the front row, their feet resting casually atop the railing.

Nick Hanson: That's just creepy, they've been sitting there all night, and haven't made so much as a peep.

Miranda Augustino: You want creepy? Give me your cellphone, and five minutes. I can get you creepy.

Nick Hanson: Erm, no thanks.

Roger Arden starts to enter the ring, and the figure stirs to life, removing her mask, revealing none other than Cherry Addams. Cherry jumps the railing, snatches Rodger's mic, and rolls into the ring. After the Thanksgiving incident, the fans are livid, voicing their disgust quite loudly. The Walking Contradiction grimaces, a look of pure rage on her face as her eyes shift around the room.

Cherry Addams: Shut the fuck up, you people act like I'm the bad guy here. I come out, to get a look scope out my competition, and get slapped with some bullshit match. I did something, no other woman in NFW could do! Oh sure, there will he other Queen of the Frontier tournaments, but nobody...NOBODY, can say they were the first. Meanwhile, a whole group comes out, they put a guy on the shelf, and what was done about that? Go ahead, look it up, I'll wait.

Cherry crosses her arms, and paces in place for a moment, letting the tension build. Boos still coming at her from all angles. She milks the moment, before finally bringing the mic back to her lips.

Cherry Addams: Bzzt! Times up, spoiler alert, they did jack shit. But no, let's act like what I did was so appalling. Let's act like I'm the asshole here! GM bitch, you did this, you may as well have been the one who went to the Salvatore house! Adrian's blood is on YOUR hands, you uppity cunt!

Cherry grits her teeth, and moves to the corner, her frustration bubbling to the surface. She starts to lay into the padding on the top turnbuckle, a series of angered screams flying out of her as she does so.

Nick Hanson: Cherry Addams is not happy.

Miranda Augustino: No shit, did you come to that conclusion all by yourself there Nick?

Addams bites her lip, her head raising up, and her eyes locking onto the lens of the camera. She has this animalistic look, as if she is on the verge of snapping.

Cherry Addams: The following contest is scheduled for what the fuck ever. Adrianna, get your ass out here and take your medicine. Ring the fucking bell.

With this, Cherry tosses the mic out of the ring, and slides out in front of the announce booth, where she begins tossing whatever she could find under the ring, into it.
As Cherry Addams continues to toss everything in the ring from chairs, kendo sticks, a sledgehammer, and a trash can. The crowd pops as the lights dim down in the arena. Cherry Addams completely ignores it and continues pulling out the goods. She slides out a couple of tables and even a ladder as the opening notes to Porcelain And The Tramps’ “King Of The World” comes on over the PA system.

Nick Hanson: “Well, I hope Cherry finds everything she wants before Adrianna makes it down here….”

Miranda Augustino: “She’s already got an entire hardcore armory in the ri--fucking light tubes?! This isn’t a death match! Are those brass knucks?!”

My pain filled drama queen is always creeping at your bed
Getting ready to buy you out

The camera cuts to the stage where the signature flickering lights and smoke are going off. It’s not even Adrianna Salvatore’s cue to appear yet and she’s already storming out from behind the curtain. As soon as she steps off the stage and onto the ramp, she throws back the hood to her vest and pulls it off, letting it fall to the floor behind her as she storms towards the ring.

Cause we all know, what goes around comes around
Should've known what I was all about
Do not test me

'Cause I'm the fu--

The music suddenly cuts off as Adrianna Salvatore gets halfway down the ramp before she bursts into a run and meets Cherry Addams at ringside in a violent exchange of fists as both women grab the back of each other’s heads to hold one another in place. The lights return to normal, the crowd goes wild and the referee calls for the bell to start.


Nick Hanson: “AND HERE WE GO!! THEY’RE NOT GONNA WAIT! IT’S GOING DOWN NOW!”

Miranda Augustino: “YOU HAD TO EXPECT SOMETHING LIKE THIS, NICK!! WE KNEW THIS WAS GONNA BE A FIGHT!”

Cherry and Adrianna are going absolutely wild on one another with closed fists but Cherry gets the advantage when she goes for the eyes. She keeps Adrianna from stepping away as she tries to regain her vision and lays into her across the back and into her jaw with some hard forearms. Cherry goes for an Irish whip but Adrianna reverses it and sends the Walking Contradiction smack dab into the security barricade. Cherry hits hard with her back and Adrianna comes barreling in, as fast as she can with the room she’s given and just throws herself into her opponent. Flying Crossbody into Cherry Addams and both women go tumbling over the barricade onto the crowd’s side!

Nick Hanson: “WHOA, WATCH OUT FOLKS!!”

Miranda Augustino: “GODDAMN!!”

Adrianna’s on her feet first. Cherry starts pulling herself up on the barricade but Adrianna steps in and drives her knee into Cherry’s ribs from the side. She gets her good with this one and Cherry falters. Adrianna grabs her by the hair and goes to ram her face into the barricade. Cherry stops it with her hands to brace the impact and drives her elbow into Adrianna’s midsection. Adrianna loosens her hold and Cherry slips free. Now it’s Cherry grabbing Adrianna by the hair and slams her face right into the metal barrier. Adrianna rebounds off, grabbing her face. Cherry walks right over to a fan and yells at him to get out of his chair. When he doesn’t move fast enough, she shoves him out and grabs his seat, slamming it shut.

Nick Hanson: “Hey! She can’t do that!”

Miranda Augustino: “You wanna remind her? Because I’m not!”

Nick Hanson: “Well that’s gonna be a lawsuit! At the very least, a fine!”

Miranda Augustino: “I reeeeally don’t think the Queen of the Frontier gives a shit, Nicky!”

Nick Hanson: “Clearly not. She’s got that chair now! Watch out, watch out, watch out!”

Cherry brings the chair up and slams it down, right across Adrianna’s back as she’s bent over, checking herself for a broken nose. Viewers see that she doesn’t have one as the chair shot makes her straighten up with a look of pain on her face. She turns around and catches the edge of the chair in the ribs, bending her forward again. Cherry steps back and just flat out THROWS the chair right at Adrianna’s head and the Queen of Anarchy goes down! Cherry Addams turns to the crowd and opens her arms out.

Cherry Addams: “WHO THE FUCK’S THE TOUGH ONE NOW?!”

She yells to the crowd.

Nick Hanson: “Oh yeah, you’re reeeeal tough!”

Miranda Augustino: “Now Nick, it’s a No DQ match. Falls Count Anywhere. Don’t knock her for how she’s going about this match.”

Nick Hanson: “Fair point but her actions this week weren’t part of a match! That woman invaded Adrianna Salvatore’s home and attacked her in front of her family! Ruined her holiday celebration!”

Miranda Augustino: “And then Isabella Santiago made this match a No DQ and look what’s happening now. It’s like Thanksgiving all over again!”

Nick Hanson: “Oh real funny, Miranda.”

Miranda Augustino: “I’m not trying to be funny, Nick. I’m--HOLY SHIT!”

Miranda exclaims as, when Cherry Addams is turning back from gloating to the crowd, it hasn’t taken Adrianna Salvatore to get back on her feet and she comes charging in, delivering a MOAB Launch with enough impact that it sends her and Cherry into the barricade and separates a section of it at the hinges, spilling the two women back near the ring. The crowd goes wild again as Salvatore is clearly refusing to go down without a fight. On top of that, she even goes for a cover right there.

Nick Hanson: “MOAB LAUNCH THROUGH THE BARRICADE!!! AND SHE’S GOING FOR IT!!”


Cherry Addams throws her shoulder up and shoves Adrianna Salvatore off of her. Adrianna’s the first one up as Cherry is the one holding her ribs now after that Spear. She picks the Walking Contradiction up and throws her into the ring, wasting no time in sliding in right behind her. She picks Cherry up to her feet and goes right to dishing out more forearms to the neck and jaw. Cherry staggers and Adrianna steps back, running back in to deliver a brutal European Uppercut. Cherry stumbles back some. Adrianna runs in again with a shotgun dropkick and sends her into the corner. Cherry immediately slumps down to the mat, grimacing in pain. Adrianna measures up from the opposite corner before running in again. She charges in and throws herself forward, going for a cannonball into the corner. Cherry just barely moves out of the way and slides out of the ring as Adrianna SLAMS into the bottom turnbuckle.

Nick Hanson: “OH MAN!!!! She missed her mark!!”

Miranda Augustino: “Quick thinking on Cherry’s part!”

Nick Hanson: “Oh no, what’s she doing now?”

As Adrianna lays slumped in the corner, fallen down to her stomach, Cherry grabs her by the left wrist and drags her more into the corner, keeping a hold of her wrist. Fans in the front begin yelling at Cherry to not do it, but she doesn’t listen, of course. She brings out Adrianna’s arm and WHIPS it into the ringpost as hard as she can. Adrianna cries out and immediately grabs her left shoulder. She rolls over a full 360* to get away from the ringpost but she’s still near the apron. Cherry fights with her to get a hold of her wrist again and drops down, throwing her legs around Adrianna’s left arm into a modified hanging armbar - stretching it over the apron instead of the top rope as it has been mostly seen done. It’s the Queen of Anarchy’s kryptonite and everyone who’s been watching her knows it. She yells out in agony, trying desperately to get Cherry to let her go.

Miranda Augustino: “Awwwww man!!! That shoulder, Nicky!! That can’t feel good!”

Nick Hanson: “And the referee; she can’t do anything! Adrianna’s gonna have to tap or find a way out!”

The only thing Adrianna can think to do is drag herself forward and out of the ring, onto the floor where Cherry keeps hold of her arm. Now Adrianna’s laying flat on the floor with her arm stretched out and Cherry’s still torquing it.

Nick Hanson: “She’s gonna rip her damn shoulder out of the socket!”

Miranda Augustino: “Just like Papi did Nico!”

Nick Hanson: “Aw no!”

But as Cherry Addams starts to verbally taunt Adrianna Salvatore about the advantage she has on her, it only serves to stoke the flames inside of the latter and she begins struggling to her feet, finally getting her feet planted. She loops her other arm underneath Cherry’s legs and with a defiant roar, LIFTS the woman up off of the floor in a stunning display of her power! Cherry has a brief moment to get that ‘oh no’ look on her face before Adrianna turns and more or less just POWERBOMBS her right onto the ring apron! To say this makes Cherry release the arm is an understatement as she practically slumps to the floor in a heap, reaching for her back. Adrianna stumbles away from her and leans against the barricade, holding her shoulder. Fans close enough reach out to give the woman encouraging pats on the back. The rest of them are going wild


Nick Hanson: “Ladies and gentlemen, it is all on the line for Adrianna Salvatore here! If she can defeat Cherry Addams, she gets another shot at the Women’s Championship at WrestleWar XVI!”

Miranda Augustino: “Yeah, but she’ll have to face Cherry again, still!”

Nick Hanson: “And she’ll have to, obviously, face the champion Sativa Nevaeh. It’ll be a triple threat match! Another match with no rules!”

Miranda Augustino: “Speaking of no rules, the hell’s Adrianna doing now?”

Adrianna steps up to the ring apron and reaches where a kendo stick is just within reach. She grabs it and holds it in front of her, looking it over. It is rare that we ever get to see any kind of smile on the Queen of Anarchy’s face. We see one now that tells of the destruction she looks to cause with the weapon in hand. She sees something else in the ring, however, and suddenly discards the kendo stick. The crowd is confused at first until Adrianna reaches in and grabs one of the light tubes that Cherry put in the ring.

Nick Hanson: “Aww no!! Awww NO!!!!”

Miranda Augustino: “Flourescent glass is a girl’s best friend, Nicky!”

Nick Hanson: “It is if you’re Adrianna Salvatore but not if your Cherry Addams--MY GOD!!!”

Nick exclaims as Adrianna steps in, cocks back and SMASHES the light tube across Cherry’s back as she’s pulling herself up on the apron. The glass EXPLODES across Cherry’s bare upper back and the pain registers on her face. Now, Adrianna grabs the kendo stick again and starts going to town, taking shots at Cherry’s back where she just used the light tube on her. CRACK….CRACK…..CRACK….goes the kendo stick as the bambo weapon is used to strike Cherry Addams repeatedly. Adrianna cocks back for an overhead shot to the head but as she swings, Cherry gets her arms up. They struggle with the weapon. Adrianna looks like she’s about to get control of it until Cherry kicks her in the midsection, cocks back with it and SPLINTERS it right over Adrianna’s skull!! Adrianna slumps to the floor, as does Cherry, sitting back and taking a moment to hope the pain in her back subsides. Once she sees that Adrianna is down and out, however, she crawls over and goes for the cover.

Cherry Addams: “Got ya now, bitch!”


Adrianna’s shoulder suddenly shoots up off of the floor to break the count. Cherry sits up, grabbing her own hair and violently kicking the barricade in a tantrum, cursing up a storm. She pulls herself up to her feet and picks Adrianna up where we can see red mixing in with her blonde hair. We also get a glimpse of thin red trails running down Cherry’s back.

Miranda Augustino: “Ohhh I think Adrianna’s busted open, Nicky!”

Nick Hanson: “You may be right! We know Cherry is! Look at her back from that glass and those kendo stick shots!”

Miranda Augustino: “That can’t feel goo--oh man, yeah Adrianna’s opened up. Look at that!”

Cherry pulls Adrianna’s head back where we see blood starting to run down her face. She sticks a finger in front of her eyes, chiding her for trying to ruin her upcoming title shot. We don’t catch all of it. Just some…

Cherry Addams: “...my fucking title shot, BITCH!”

Cherry slaps Adrianna in the face like a form of punishment and that acts like a button to set off another eruption in the latter. Her eyes go wide and angry. She grabs Cherry by the head and SLAMS her forehead right into Cherry’s face. Cherry stumbles and Adrianna throws her into the ring, taking a moment to confirm her own bleeding state. She actually grins and nods to the crowd.

Adrianna Salvatore: “Yeah, fucking hot! Right?!”

This gets an amused cheer from the crowd that hears her before she slides into the ring to go after Cherry again. Adrianna looks even more crazed and intimidating with her eyes locked on the woman while the blood runs down her face. Cherry gets to her feet as Adrianna approaches and the two start trading shots again. Fists and forearms are thrown back and forth until Cherry rocks Adrianna with a European Uppercut. Adrianna stumbles back but comes right back in with a superkick! Cherry spins 180* with her back to her opponent as Adrianna steps in, grabs her and SAITO SUPLEX!!!! COVER!!!


Nick Hanson: “NO! And Cherry Addams gets the shoulder up!!!”

Adrianna lets out an understandable angry huff as she walks over and grabs one of the tables Cherry slid into the ring. She sets it up then starts setting up the second one when Cherry makes it back to her feet and catches her with a Snap German Suplex! Cherry takes this opportunity to set the second table up inside a corner before going back over to Adrianna and picks her up again. Cherry feeds her a couple of shots before whipping her into the table. Adrianna hits it but it does not break. She turns around and leans against it for a breath. Cherry posts up in the corner and comes running in, very possibly going for Lamb To Slaughter but Adrianna explodes forward, seeing the danger and LEVELS Cherry with a clothesline from hell that knocks Cherry into an inside-out spot and causes Adrianna to just collapse to the mat.

Nick Hanson: “SHOCKWAVE!!!!”

Miranda Augustino: “OH SHE DID THAT BEAUTIFULLY! I HOPE DADDY’S WATCHING!”

Nick Hanson: “His daughter’s got a chance at going to WrestleWar again; I’ll bet he is!”

Adrianna crawls over to Cherry and goes for another cover but Cherry gets her shoulder up before the referee can even start to count. This only frustrates Adrianna more and she pulls Cherry to her feet again, moving her into position by the first table she set up and starts setting her up for the Ground Zero. Adrianna goes for the lift, but Cherry blocks with her leg between hers. She goes to counter with a suplex of her own that would put Adrianna through the table but Adrianna sags her legs, making herself dead weight. She then comes up with a knee to the midsection to Cherry and goes for the Ground Zero again. Somehow, in hell, Cherry lands on the tabletop with her feet but slips down to her knees. She feeds Adrianna a straight up fist to the jaw, knocking her back. This gives her enough room, as Adrianna stumbles back to come off the table with a modified Lamb to Slaughter!! She catches Adrianna’s legs under her arms and goes for the cover!


Adrianna thrusts herself up, shoving Cherry off of her in a desperate act. Cherry lands face down on the mat and punches it in frustration, but she then spots the brass knuckles she dug out from under the ring and grabs them, hiding them from view as she slips them onto her hand.

Nick Hanson: “That was so close! Adrianna almost saw her Wrestle War dreams flash before her eyes!”

Miranda Augustino: “Yo, what’s Cherry got in her hand, Nick?”

Nick Hanson: “I don’t-- wait a minute. Are those the brass knuckles?!”

Adrianna grabs Cherry from behind by the hair and goes to pick her up, Cherry explodes up with a European Uppercut, knocking Adrianna back some. As the Queen of Anarchy steps forward again, Cherry BLASTS her with a right hook to the side of the face and absolutely ROCKS Adrianna, sending her stumbling backwards, towards the corner with the table set up. Cherry charged in, screaming bloody murder as she delivered another Lamb To Slaughter, sending Adrianna and herself through the table, causing it to EXPLODE under the impact. Adrianna hit the mat, motionless and Cherry stirred for a moment before crawling over her for the cover.


Roger Arden: “Here is your winner....CHERRY...ADDAMS!!!”

Type O Negative’s “Summer Breeze” fills the arena as Cherry rolls out of the ring and throws up her own arm while holding her ribs with a wide eyed, evil smile on her face. She finally gets right in the camera then with that same crazed look.

Cherry Addams: “Hope you were watching, Sativa! Coming for your ass next! And that belt!”

Nick Hanson: “You heard her folks! There is nothing else in the way of her match with Sativa Nevaeh! They’ll be main eventing WrestleWar XVI in January!”

Miranda Augustino: “Damn straight! Everything that Dana Ellis fought so hard for!”

Nick Hanson: “Oh, please. C’mon, Mir.”

Miranda Augustino: “It’s true!”

Nick Hanson: “Yeah, whatever. Well, that’s Cherry’s plans. I don’t know what’s in store for Adrianna Salvatore next.”

Miranda Augustino: “She keeps coming sooooo close lately but falling short!”

Nick Hanson: “Back to the drawing board, I guess. Anyway, that’s our show for tonight folks! Hey, we’ll see you next week in Dover, Delaware! For Miranda Augustino, I’m Nick Hanson! So long everyone!”