NFW Collision #58 - Dover, DE! 12/10/2019!

Following the introduction vignette, the camera opens on a low angle swooping in on the outside of the APGFCU Arena in Dover, Deleware. 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.

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

BLOODY FAIRYTALE COMPLETE AGAIN!!

BOW TO THE RED QUEEN

BEWITCHED BY BRONWYN GOOD

WHEN IS LARA BRATTON GETTIN’ BOOKED?!

LET’S GO LAYLA!

WE ARE LEGION!

SBS 4 LIFE!

DEMOLITION ANGEL!

CHEROKEE PRINCESS!!

YOU CAN DO IT LLUVIA!

BOW TO MASA-CHAN!

BEHOLD THE KING...OF CONTROVERSY!

KEIJI HATES TEDDY BEARS!

CHAOS CIRCUS...LOST IN THE SHADOWS

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BOYS AND GIRLS!

KRIGARE TIME!!

ENTER THE QUEEN OF THE KINGDOM!

SCARY CHERRY! TAKE MY SOUL!

BRING OUT THE BLOOD COUNTESS!

Finally, the camera falls on the announcer’s table where we are greeted by Nick Hanson and Miranda Augustino on commentary. As always, Nick’s in his suit. Miranda’s got her jeans, t-shirt, jacket but tonight she’s also sporting one of those stupid pink Pussy Hats on her head. Her t-shirt also specifically says “This P***y Grabs Back!”

Nick Hanson: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the show! We are LIVE for Episode 58 of New Frontier Wrestling’s Tuesday Night Collision. We’re here at the APGFCU Arena in Dover, Delaware. As always, I’m Nick Hanson, joined by my broadcast colleague, Miranda Augustino.

Miranda Augustino: Hey Nick, can I buy a vowel?

Nick Hanson: Huh?

Miranda Augustino: You listed this arena off like we’re at a game of Wheel of Fortune.

Nick Hanson: Well, technically, there’s already two vowels in the name. A and U are vowels, as are E, I and O. There’s also times where Y is---

Miranda Augustino: Hooooolyyyyy SHIT, NICKY! Relax on the grammar lesson! I know what vowels are; I was screwin’ around! Not like that.

Nick Hanson: Not like what?

Miranda Augustino: Nevermind. Whattup, bitches?! Como estas?!

Nick Hanson: Folks we are getting closer and closer to WrestleWar XVI. The card is filling up but we’ve still got more business to handle first. Tonight, our main event: it’s a tag team match with champions and challengers. The Silver Mountain Champion, Eavan Maloney will team up the number one contender to the Women’s Championship, Cherry Addams. They’ll be taking on Women’s Champion, Sativa Nevaeh and the number one contender to the Silver Mountain Champion, Jasmine Matthews. Winning team gets to pick their match stipulations, as stated by Women’s General Manager, Isabella Santiago. We’ve also got a big debut battle royale, both TV titles are on the line as always. It’s gonna be a great show, folks!

Miranda Augustino: Shall we get kickin’?

Nick Hanson: Let’s! And will you take that damn hat off?

Miranda Augustino: Will not!
The NFW cameras catch up with Dana Ellis as she is stomping down the hallways proudly. She tries acting friendly to the crew in the back, but no one will talk to her or even look her in the eye. She ignores this and goes on her feminist self into her own private locker room. Most new people do not get this treatment, but no one wanted to change with her, so she rented out her own space she didn’t have to get ready for her matches in the arena bathrooms. However, when she opens it up, she is taken aback as to what she sees.

Dana Ellis: Oh. My. God.

Dana is in shock as the camera pans in to see exactly what has her beside herself in the locker room area. What she sees is a locker covered in polaroid pictures that are blurred out for the viewing audience at home. One can guess what she is looking at though. And they are just plastered on EVERYTHING in there …forcing her to look at it. She even attempts to cover her eyes, but its too late. Suddenly, a very familiar voice comes up from behind her.

Lash Donohue: You like it? I man-scaped just for you.

Lash Donohue is behind her with a steel chair in hand and Tink Evermore following behind him. Taped to the steel chair is another picture of what is supposedly his dick. She is in utter shock about all of this.

Dana Ellis: How is it…

Lash Donohue: So big? I get asked that alot. Isn’t that right, Tink?

Tink Evermore: Sorry, cous. You have this coming.

Lash Donohue: Now that you’ve seen the girth. How about you feel the power.

He suddenly slams the chair over the head of Dana Ellis, immediately sending her down to the ground. He throws the chair down at her. He looks back at Tink.

Lash Donohue: She only got one because she’s your cousin. She screws me over again, she gets it worse.

Tink Evermore: I don’t think she is going to stop.

Lash Donohue: I hope she doesn’t. That felt damn good.

There is a wide smile on his face as he stares down the lifeless body of Dana Ellis. He then looks back at Tink with a daring grin.

Lash Donohue: Let’s fuck on top of her while she is still out!

Tink Evermore: Dude, she’s my cousin.

Lash Donohue: Which why it will piss her off.

Tink Evermore: Dude, if I am not going to tie you up and whip your ass with a gigantic salami …I’m not doing that. I’m 23, not every video on porn hub.

Lash Donohue: But it’s my birthday.

Tink Evermore: Dude, like, you told me it was your birthday last week. You aren’t going to fool me again.

Before either can leave, a well dressed man in a suit enters the locker room, looking for someone in particular. He just sees Lash and Tink there and nothing else.

Well-dressed Slick Man: Hi. I am Tim Hunt’s lawyer. I am looking for Dana Ellis to give her this summons for her court date on the basis of unlawful sponsor…

He stops as looks at the locker room. First he sees the room covered with pictures of Lash’s dick, then Dana passed out next to the chair with a picture of a dick. He looks very confused and disturbed by this imagery.

Well-dressed Slick Lawyer: You know what? This looks like it is bad timing. Can you hand this to her?

He gives hands his official court summons to Lash and then walks off, pretending that he hasn’t seen anything.
♫♫♫ 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'..

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

Roger Arden: The following matchup is your opening contest! It is scheduled for one fall and is a six-woman tag team match! Introducing first...from Bovill, Idaho...making her NFW debut...she is The Arcane...LARA...BRATTON!!!!

She ignores the crowd for the most part as she reaches the ring. She throws her arms out to her side very dramatically and then lowers them allowing the robe to fall from her shoulders and pool at her feet on the floor. Underneath that robe she wears a black top, which black boy shorts and black boots with white trim. On the backside of her shorts are emblazoned with her initials LB. She reaches up and grabs her crown from her head, tosses it up into the air and catches it perfectly on the end of her cane as she takes that and leans it up against the corner.

She climbs each step up to the ring very slowly and then leaps up and perches herself on the top, then slowly looks from one side to the next with her long black hair hanging down over her face before she springs into the air and lands in the center of the ring with a big grin as her music slowly fades.

The lights to the arena slowly fade out as the opening notes of Within Temptation's "Raise Your Banner" sounds throughout. As the drums start to kick in, red lights flash in sync with the rhythm, then once the main instrumental riff kicks in, the stage lights up with more red lights. As the swell in music continues to play, the cameras capture a pair of silhouettes stepping out onto the stage in front of the crimson background. A figure in a long, flowing coat that reaches the floor and a figure clearly wearing a jacket with the hood up over their head. The music softens again and the light on the stage changes to reveal, in full visibility, Erin Mercer, standing with her head down and Bronwyn Good, looking upon the crowd with her eerie white contacts. Her snake like tongue flicks out of her mouth and she grins wickedly. Erin slowly lifts her attention, though, to the booing audience. Her eyes are filled with sheer coldness as they sweep across the masses around her. Her expression only softens when she turns to Bronwyn and steps up to her lover and tag partner. Bronwyn smiles, surprisingly warmer as well, stroking the redhead’s face as the two look down the ramp towards the ring. In one fluent motion, the dark pair turn and make their way towards the ring.

ARDEN: "Her tag team partners. Making their way to the ring...the team of...Salem’s Forgotten Daughter...BRONWYN...GOOD...and...The Red Queen...ERIN...MERCER!!"

The two reach ringside, making their way around to one side of the apron. Both women climb up onto the apron, and cast their eyes over the audience again before standing and turning to lean back against the ropes. They step over the middle rope, entering the ring and walk across to the other side, meeting Lara Bratton in their corner, even though Bratton stood out on the ringside floor, not even paying attention. Erin Mercer rolls her eyes and shakes her head while Bronwyn Good just reassures her they’ve got this as the two begin removing their entrance gear.

As the soft piano of ”Dark Sentencer” begins, the lights go out in the arena. On the tron you see the words appear

“Well into our Future, yet far beyond our past
In a romance between a pair of Unheavenly Creatures
The Five Houses of The Star Supremacy have privatized the the detention zones of the galaxy
These planetary prison pits reassembled from the cracked worlds of The Great Crash
Which brings us to our stage
Where the light must learn to love the black
The Dark Sentencer"

The music begins to play.

“It begins with them, but ends with me
Their Son, Vaxus”

Three spotlights come on at the top of the stage and there stands Christina, Lilith, and Danni behind them. Danni has her back to the crowd and on the ring jacket she has on for this occasion, it has OGBF on the back. She turns around as Christina and Lilith stand up and the spotlights appear on the ramp.

"Here, where the light only dies to remember
In a place where the blind truly can see
Hear my voice, dearly departed, I beg on my knees
It's been my pleasure to serve your disease"

Arden: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 343 lbs, Christina Olson, Lilith Meadows, and Danni Anderson. They are Bloody Fairytale!

The three make their way down the ramp, Christina on one side, and Danni on the other slapping the hands of the fans as they make their way down. They make it to the ring and Lilith walks up the steps to the ring apron as Danni hops up on one side and Christina on the other. The three women look at each other and climb inside the ring. Lilith gets down on the mat as Danni and Christina stand behind her. Lilith holds out her arms as Danni puts one hand on her left shoulder and Christina a hand on her right shoulder. The lights go down and come on and the three women stand there in the middle of the ring with just their gear on and their jackets gone before they walk over to their corner to start discussing last minute strategy.


Chrissy and Erin started the match in the ring with their partners in their corners. Before the bell could even sound, the two redheads just went right at each other. The two started to just throw haymakers. The two of them just throw punches, not having a care in the world for their safety. Eventually, Christina starts to get the better of the exchange. Christina grabs Erin by the wrist and sends her into the ropes. Erin comes off the ropes and when she does, Christina delivers a picture perfect standing dropkick. Christina hops up to her feet and yells at Erin to bring it. Erin though, rolls over to her corner and reaches up, tagging in Bronwyn.

Bronwyn comes in off the tag and as she does, Lilith reaches over the top rope and tags herself into the match. Lilith comes in and walks right up to Bronwyn and gets into her face. The crowd kind of cheers as they see this different side to Lilith. Bronwyn looks at The Dark Faerie and just laughs as she shoves Lilith backwards. The blonde stumbles back, but she steps right back up to Bronwyn and delivers a slap right across the face. Bronwyn once again laughs as she rubs her cheek and looks at Lilith. Bronwyn then grabs Lilith by the wrist and pulls her in, delivering a forearm to the side of Lilith’s head.

Lilith looks at Bronwyn and grabs the witch and puts her into a headlock and wrenches on the hold. Bronwyn backs up into the ropes and shoves Lilith off of her. Lilith hits the ropes and comes off, leaping over Bronwyn before she hits the ropes again. This time, Bronwyn leap frogs over Lilith and when the blonde hits the ropes a third time, she’s met with an arm drag by Bronwyn who holds onto it and presses down. Lilith struggles and finally gets back up to her feet after being in the hold for a little while. She reverses it and puts Bronwyn into a key lock. She then transitions it into a waistlock and picks Bronwyn up and delivers a German Suplex.

Lilith gets up to her feet and grabs Bronwyn and pulls her up. She sends Bronwyn into her corner and tags Christina into the match. Christina comes in and immediately tags in Danni who climbs to the top rope. As she does, Christina pulls Bronwyn out of the corner and delivers a superkick. Lilith follows that up with a Spike DDT. Then, Danni comes flying off the top rope with a double foot stomp right to the chest of Bronwyn and goes for the cover.


Danni picks Bronwyn up and sends her into to the ropes. Bronwyn though, grabs the top rope and stops her momentum. She scampers over to her corner and tags Lara into the match. Lara though, had her back turned to the action and turned around as she felt the slap on her back from her partner. She looked at Bronwyn a little puzzled and then at Erin who told her to get into the ring. Lara though, dropped down to the floor and started to walk around a little bit. Everyone involved in the match looked a little confused by this display as the ref started his ten count. Erin though, dropped down and told Lara to get into the match. Lara shrugged her shoulders and got into the ring and as soon as Erin got back up to the apron, tagged the red head into the match and got right back out.

Erin looks at her partner, a little frustration on her face as she steps into the ring. Her and Danni square up and eventually lock up. Erin gets the advantage and goes behind Danni with a waistlock. She takes Danni over with a German suplex and bridges up for a pin.


Erin picks Danni up and sends her into her corner. Erin charges in and delivers a running knee strike as Bronwyn tags herself into the match. Bronwyn climbs up to the top rope and as she does, Erin takes Danni and delivers a tornado DDT and Bronwyn follows it up with a shooting star press and going for another cover.


Bronwyn picks Danni up and sends her into the ropes. Danni comes off the ropes and hits Burn the Witch before following it up with a running senton splash. Bronwyn then climbs up to the top rope and as she does, Lara reaches up and tags herself into the match. Bronwyn looks down for a moment as she feels the tag, but launches herself and hits Danni with a 450 splash. Lara comes into the match and immediately goes for the cover.


Lara picks Danni up off the mat and sends her into the ropes. Danni comes off the ropes and ducks a clothesline attempt, but as Danni is trying to get seperation, Lara grabs Danni by the hair and pulls her down to the mat. Lara then drops down to the mat and puts Danni into a headlock and follows it up with a punch right to the woman’s nose. Lara picks Danni back up to her feet and goes for a German suplex, but Danni blocks the attempt. Lara tries again and again, Danni is able to block it. Danni is able to reverse out of it and turn Lara around and deliver a series of rabbit punches before delivering a palm strike uppercut that stumbles Lara into the corner.

Danni comes in and grabs Lara by the wrist and climbs up to the top rope. Danni balances a little on the top rope as she walks it before using it like a springboard and delivering an armdrag. Lara rolls out of the ring and looks up at Danni. Danni hits the ropes and comes diving over hitting a torpedo plancha! Danni stands up, but as she does, Bronwyn is in the ring and she comes flying, hitting a Tope Con Hilo! Bronwyn picks Danni up and starts to brawl with her a little bit as Christina is in the ring now and shrugs her shoulders as she hits the ropes and takes out all three with a Fosbury Flop!

Erin gets into the ring and looks down at the wreckage. She hits the ropes and just as it looks like she’s about to dive, she stops and looks at the crowd and walks back into the middle of the ring as the crowd boos her. As she does this though, Lilith steps into the ring and turns Erin around. She says something that nobody can understand to the redhead before she takes Erin and delivers an Implant DDT!

Danni slides back into the ring with Lara following right behind her. Danni goes to hit the ropes, but Lara is there to grab Danni by the hair and pull her back. She turns Danni around and delivers a double chop right to her throat. Danni begins coughing and trying to catch her breath, but Lara grabs Danni and delivers a crucefix bomb and goes for the cover.


Lilith comes in and delivers a kick to Lara to break up the count. Lilith looks down and as she does, Erin comes charging in and delivers Angel Slayer that drops Lilith to the mat. Christina comes flying in and taking Erin down with a springboard forearm smash! Christina gets up and starts talking trash to Erin as Bronwyn comes in and delivers Phantasmagoria to Christina. Danni gets up to her feet and delivers Stars-a-Dancing to Bronwyn as the crowd is in a fever pitch right now at the display.

Danni stands up and is getting fired up from the crowd cheering her on as Lara grabs Danni and turns her around. Lara goes for The Punchline, but Danni is able to duck out of the way at the very last moment. She hits the ropes and delivers Sparkly! Danni then climbs up to the top rope and delivers A.D.H.D.! Danni hooks both legs and goes for the cover.


Roger Arden: Here are your winners!!! BLOODY...FAIRYTALE!!”

Nick Hanson: Call it a justified win after what Erin Mercer and Bronwyn Good have done to Bloody Fairytale these past couple weeks!

Miranda Augustino: You think this is over though?

Nick Hanson: Oh, knowing these ladies? Probably not.

We cut to a grassy area outside the arena, far away from prying eyes, where two of the most recent signees to NFW, Ebony Arceri and Ian Dickenson can be seen by the light of a nearby street lamp. Dressed in their ring gear, Ian is leaning against the wall, while his lady stands in front of him, her hands resting on his biceps.

Ebony: Why did we have to do this out here again? Even with this jacket on, I’m freezing!

Ian: Relax, Ebony… we’ll head inside as soon as we’re done. I just didn’t want any of the others listening in on our strategy.

Ebony looks up into Ian’s eyes, giving him a knowing smile as she nods her head.

Ebony: First thing’s first, Crowley’s minions have to go… ESPECIALLY the ugly one.

Ian: Like that narrows it down…

Ebony giggles as she drags her nails against Ian’s flesh. Ian closes his eyes and savors the sensation.

Ebony: Oh, I’m pretty sure you know exactly who I’m talking about. The only one of them NOT wearing a mask or face paint…

Ian: Ah, the tall motherfucker. The one that looks like…

Ebony grips tightly onto Ian’s arms, cutting him off with a growl in her voice.

Ebony: Don’t you DARE mention that bastard’s name! Bad enough he looks just like him. Suffice to say, he’s the first one that needs to be sent flying. After that, you and I can concentrate on the others.

Ian: What about O’Brien? He’s friendly enough... but he’s still an opponent.

Ebony pauses, nodding her head.

Ebony: Such is the nature of these types of matches. Alliances can be formed and broken at the drop of a hat. We can work with him up until Moriarty’s gone… once that happens…

Her eyes half-closed, she giggles as she traces his collarbone with her finger.

Ian: It’s Night of the Flying Gingers….

Ebony giggles again.

Ebony: Sounds like a cheesy horror flick. You sure do know how to sweet-talk a girl.

Ian: I’m not trying to sweet-talk a girl.. I’m sweet-talking a WOMAN…

Ebony: As if you had to. Still, the goal is for us to make it to the end. At that point…

She gets a mischievous gleam in her eyes as she smirks at him.

Ebony: You know what they say…

Ian: All’s fair in love and war.

She chuckles, biting her lip as she reaches up, locking her fingers into his beard. She pulls his face toward hers, planting a long, lingering kiss on his lips that lasts for a few seconds. When she finally breaks it off, she takes a step back.

Ebony: Indeed it is. Which is why I know you won’t take it personally when I do what I have to do…

Ian’s eyes take on a wicked glint.

Ian: Likewise…

He follows her with his eyes as she starts to walk away, pausing to look over her shoulder.

Ebony: You coming, or what?

Ian chuckles as he follows behind her.

With that, the scene fades out.
Roger Arden: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is an eight person, over the top Battle Royal! Eliminations can only take place when a competitor is sent over the top rope with both feet touching the floor. The winner of this match will be the next contender in line for the Television Championship of their division! And now...let the battle...BEGIN!!!

The camera focuses on the inside of the ring where all eight contenders are already present. House Crowley is all gathered in one corner consisting of Iscariot XIII, Xaphan, Leviathan and Tia Santos. Ian Dickenson and Ebony Arceri are paired off in another corner while Dylan Moriarty and Charles O’Brien watch the actions of everyone each from the remaining two corners.

Nick Hanson: Aaaaaaand here we go folks!

Miranda Augustino: I love battle royals!


All eight people were in the ring as the bell sounded. It didn’t take long before battle lines were drawn as all four members of House Crowley and the other four members in this match stood on opposite ends of the ring. All eight looked at each other and they immediately went after one another. Tia and Ebony squared off as they started to exchange punches, Xaphan and Ian pair off and they too begin to exchange punches. Same with Iscariat and Charles and Leviathan and Dylan. It didn’t take long though for Leviathan to pick Dylan up over his head and toss him over the top rope and crashing onto the floor.

Nick Hanson: WHOA!! And there goes Dylan Moriarty!! Tossed like a child by that giant!!

Miranda Augustino: GODDAMN, NICKY!!!

Leviathan then comes up behind Charles and delivers a clubbing forearm shot to the middle of his back. Charles turns around to face the monster only to be grabbed by the throat. Leviathan picked him up and tried for Send Below, but Charles was able to get out of the hold and deliver a chopblock to the back of the monster’s knee. Leviathan dropped down to a knee and as he did, Ebony came charging in and delivering a knee to the side of the head. Ian has Xaphan hanging onto the top rope now and he’s struggling to try and stay in the match. As Ian continues to try and force Xaphan over the top rope, Tia comes over and turns Ian around and delivers a chick kick that drops the man down to a knee.

Nick Hanson: YEOW!!!! MAN!!! YOU HEAR THAT?!

Miranda Augustino: Chiiiingaaaa!!

Xaphan comes back into the ring and grabs Ebony as Leviathan grabs Charles and tosses him into the corner. Leviathan charges in and delivers a corner splash and takes Charles and feeds him to Iscariat who picks Charles up and plants him with a powerbomb. The House Crowley members seem to have things in complete control right now with the number’s advantage. Tia has Ian tied up in the ropes and is trying to get him over the top rope. Ebony has broken free from Xaphan and comes over to help Ian out by pulling Tia off him and delivering Tragedy Ever After to the woman. Ebony reaches out a hand and helps Ian up as they look at Xaphan and Ian grabs him and holds his arms behind his back as Ebony delivers a series of chops to the chest of the masked man.

Nick Hanson: Ohhh man!! Listen to those shots!

Miranda Augustino: Hey, ease up on Papi’s compadre, puta!

Ebony then grabs Xaphan and feeds him to Ian who delivers a lifting DDT to the masked man. They then grab him and lift him back to his feet as the two of them work in unison to take Xaphan and toss him over the top rope and down to the floor for an elimination.The two high five each other as they turn around and see Leviathan and Iscariot pounding on Charles. The two come over and take the monster off of him and start to try and double team him. It looks like they’re wearing him down as Ebony hits the ropes and delivers a chop block and Ian follows it up with a sliding elbow smash.

Nick Hanson: What’s it gonna take to wear this man down, Miranda?! You talk to Anton Crowley about these guys?!

Miranda Augustino: I went to ask him about the monsters and he ended up showing me his monster. Ayyyyyyye!

Nick Hanson: Oh c’mon! Well, this is a big guy he’s got in Leviathan, for sure!

Miranda Augustino: I dunno if he’s human but it makes he wonder, if ya get me.

Nick Hanson: I’d rather not...

Ebony gets up and as she does, Tia is slowly making her way up to her feet with the help of the ropes. Ebony notices and comes charging in. As she does, Tia lowers the top rope and Ebony spills out to the apron. Tia turns around and tries to deliver a forearm to the face of Ebony, but she’s able to duck under and grab Tia in a headlock. She begins to pull Tia, finally bringing her onto the apron as well. The two women look at each other and both women have the exact same idea as the two women connect in stereo with kicks to the sides of each other’s heads and both crumple down and hit the floor eliminating each other.

Miranda Augustino: DIOS MIO!!!

Nick Hanson: And Ebony Arceri and Tia Santos have taken each other out! My god!!

Charles looks up and sees just him and Ian left with Leviathan and Iscariot in the match. The four men post up in the four corners and they all look at each other. Charles and Ian give a nod as they give a quick glance and the two of them just charge right after the last two House Crowley members. The two men pound on Iscariot and Leviathan. Charles is taking on the monster as Ian takes on Iscariot. Ian delivers a series of European uppercuts to Iscariot that stumbles him back towards the ropes. Ian gets a head of steam as he charges in and goes for a spinning heel kick to eliminate the man, but Iscariot gets out of the way and as Ian turns around, Iscariot picks him up and delivers a Death Valley Driver that sends Ian out of the ring and to the floor, eliminating him.

Nick Hanson: Look out Miranda!!!!

Miranda Augustino: Look out below!!! Shit!!

Nick Hanson: And Ian Dickenson is out!!! We’re down to Charles O’Brien and Iscariot! Mir, who is this guy? He’s like Anton’s right hand man?

Miranda Augustino: You could say that, yeah. Papi baby needs something done that he can’t get to? Like he’s too busy? That’s where Iscariot comes in and boy is he fuckin’ effective.

Nick Hanson: Well, he’s certainly been effective here. O’Brien might have his hands full! He’s out numbered two to one by House Crowley members! What happens if they eliminate O’Brien, then what?

Miranda Augustino: Ya know? I have no idea, Nicky. I really don’t. Maybe they shoot for it.

Nick Hanson: Oh yeah, Iscariot and...and...that...THING are gonna rock, paper, scissors. Right.

Miranda shrugs and grabs her monster drink.

Charles though is squaring off with Leviathan and the crowd is murmuring a little as the two big men look each other in the eyes. They begin to exchange forearms and neither one seems to be getting an upper hand. The two continue though with Charles finally able to land a few more than he’s taking as starts to stumble Leviathan back towards the ropes. Charles looks at the monster and points right at him. Charles charges in and delivers a superkick right under the jaw of Leviathan, but it just stuns him. Charles once again looks at the monster and hits the ropes as he charges in and delivers a clothesline that sends Leviathan over the top rope and to the floor for the elimination and the crowd cheers for him.

Miranda Augustino: WHOOOAAAA!!!!

Nick Hanson: LEVIATHAN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED BY CHARLES O’BRIEN!! The rookie in his thirties!!

Miranda Augustino: Kinda old for a rookie but dude can go with the best of them apparently!

Charles takes in the adulation a little bit as Iscariot gets up behind Charles and grabs him. He tosses the man over the top rope and thinks he eliminated Charles, but Charles held onto the top rope and saved himself. He dangled there for a moment before he skinned the cat and the crowd seemed taken by surprise at the athletic feat that was just put on display. Charles comes up behind Iscariot who is thinking he won the match. Iscariot backs into Charles and turns around right into a right hand. Charles then backs Iscariot into the ropes and he delivers a roundhouse kick before getting a running start and delivering a clothesline to send Iscariot out to the floor for the final elimination.


Nick Hanson: AND IT IS OVER!!!!

Roger Arden: The winner of the Battle Royal AND number one contender for the NFW Television Championship...THE REBEL...CHARLES...OOOOOO’BRIIIIIIIIIIIIIEN!!!!

Miranda Augustino: Well hey! Nobody pinned them! I mean what’s a battle royal loss right?

Nick Hanson: Still a loss on House Crowley’s record, Mir.

Miranda Augustino: HIJO DE PUTA!!!!

We follow Tink Evermore as she heads into what seems to be the boiler room area of the arena. The cameras follow her into this dimly lit room where a shrouded figure sits, taping up her wrists and cracking her knuckles. Tink clicks on a light, but the female figure remains to the shadows, saying nothing at all. Evermore looks at her client. Even she is almost afraid of her and what she can do to an opponent in the ring.

Tink Evermore: It is almost time. I would ask you if …um … all of you are ready, but that probably goes without saying, doesn’t it?

The beast of a woman known as Starlight appears from out of the shadows with an angry expression on her face.

Starlight: It does go without saying it. We are ready for War! We are ready to start taking down those who stand in our path…

Tink Evermore: That’s great to hear!

She then stops herself to re-assure herself about something, looking at Starlight, a bit panicked.

Tink Evermore: Can you do me a favor and HURT Layla, but for the love of God, don’t maim or murder her in the ring. I know you’re thirsty for action, but we can’t have a lawsuit on your hands this early in your come back to NFW.

Starlight: Broken, and hurt, and sick. We will make sure she remembers the beating she gets and she will never forget it.

Evermore doesn’t exactly know what to make of it, but she continues on as Starlight creeps further out of the shadows.

Tink Evermore: Not exactly a sign of confidence, but I like it. Remember, you are sending a message to the other participants in the Silver Rush Rumble. While we don’t want you injuring poor little Layla, we do want people to know that when you enter the rumble, that people WILL get hurt; that you WILL be eliminating them one by one. It doesn’t matter who the champion is, you will work your way through nineteen other people to get that title.

The enigma known as Starlight looks down at her tiny pixie of a manager and answers her with no expression whatsoever.

Starlight: It doesn’t matter who is placed in our way, we will take them down one at a time until they are no longer a standing threat. We will ensure that we take those who are there, to their limit. Layla Ashe is just the first of the victims.

Evermore smiles, pleased with her answer, but then she remembers something.

Tink Evemore: You know what, dude? I really hope that Eavan Maloney is still the champion when you win the Silver Rush battle royal. Let me tell you what she thinks of anyone who she feels is below her. She thinks YOUR place, and mine for that matter, needs to stay in our spot. She feels that people like you, belong where you’re at, fighting Layla Aishe on the undercard. She thinks that she has transcended the women, including you, and that she is better than you. She believes that she, like, has more rights than anyone else. And she, like, thinks that she can police how everyone else behaves. She’s got a lot in common with my cousin when you really break it down. She is a gate keeper in its purest form. And what do you do with Gate Keeper’s?

Starlight: Gate Keepers are meant to be taken down, destroyed, broken. These are the things you do with Gate Keepers, and Your cousin, will be the one who learns that fate.

Again, Tink has an almost diabolical smile on her face when Starlight answers her.

Tink Evermore: Good. Now take that anger and rage and bring it to the ring with you. We got a fortune teller for you to beat the shit out of.

With that, Tink Evermore leads her client out of the boiler room and towards the ring for her match with Layla Aishe.
Roger Arden: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first…

Two random voices are heard speaking as if in demonic tones over the system, as the lights go out. The camera pans over to the top of the stage area where three red siren lights begin to spin. The voices continue speaking the lights continue to go.

Yeah, Be prepared.

Yeah-heh... we'll be prepared, heh.

...For what?

For the death of the Queen.

Why? Is she sick?

No, fool-- we're going to kill her.

Great idea! Who needs a Queen?

No Queen! No Queen! la--la-la--la-laa-laa!

Idiots! There will be a Queen!

Hey, but you said, uh...
Then a loud scream is heard, as she begins cackling over the system. Then the final line is spoken as a tall woman steps out from behind the curtain with Tink Evermore following to her side. A gas mask covers her face as her long raven hair falls to one side. Tink holds a microphone in hand as she points out to Starlight.

Tink Evermore: She will be Queen!
Starlight cackles as Tink drops the microphone as her client lifts her arms up the sirens cut out. Poor Unfortunate Souls by Jonathan Young begins playing over the system as her arms go above her head in an X as her hashtag appears on the screen. #Queenslayer appears as blue spotlights appear on the ramp. She walks down the ramp letting her coat flow behind her as she drapes her arms to her side. She looks at the fans as she reaches the bottom of the ramp, She turns then raises her hands and the lights come on, she goes over to the steps slamming her hands down on them hard as she looks into the ring. She growls as she climbs up the stairs standing on the outside of the ring, she climbs through, taking the gas mask off looking at her opponent laughing as she climbs the turn buckle, placing her hands above her head in an X once more as she drops down turning to face her opponent. Tink enters the ring and stands next to Starlight in the center of the ring, preparing her client for the match. She takes her coat and gas mask to her corner.

Roger Arden: Weighing in at one thirty five pounds, from parts unknown, and being accompanied by Tink Evermore …SHE IS STARLIGHT!

Nick Hanson: And we now have the return of a brand new, refreshed Starlight. She is looking to make a name for herself going into the Silver Rush Rumble. And she is now managed by Tink Evermore, who is helping her focus in on her opponents.

Miranda Augustino: Yeah, because that’s what you need for focus: a stoner. Remember, last week, when Tink debuted as a manager, all of her clients lost their matches. We perhaps could see a repeat of that tonight.

Nick Hanson: With Starlight, she seems to have lit a fire under her ass, but we’ll find out if that works against Layla Aishe.

Roger Arden: And her opponent…

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. 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.

Roger Arden:Weighing in at one hundred twenty pounds and also from parts unknown …she is Layla Aishe!

Nick Hanson: Miss Aishe is coming off a pretty devastating loss to Dana Ellis last week. Can she make the come back?

Miranda Augustino: She shouldn’t feel too bad. Everyone is going to lose to Dana’s progressive movement eventually anyways. She might have a better shot against a woman we haven’t seen wrestle in months.

Nick Hanson: Either way, she has her work cut out for her tonight in the form of Starlight!


The bell rings as Layla Aishe immediately charges at Starlight, by the bigger woman takes her out with a big boot, sending her down to the mat. This match is already not beginning well for Aishe. Layla attempts to get back up, but Starlight knocks her back down to her butt with a spinning backfist. Layla looks up, not expecting that kind of power from any of her opponents. Starlight charges at her with a running knee that lands flush on Aishe’s cranium. She pulls her up and nails her with an exploder suplex in the center of the ring.

Nick Hanson: Jesus! Starlight dominating very early in this match here. Layla needs to do something to make sure she doesn’t get overwhelmed here.

Miranda Augustino: She can’t! She is already too overwhelmed.

Tink informs her client to not pin her yet and to continue to break her down. Starlight nods at this as she picks up her opponent once more and hits a brainbuster in the center of the ring. Tink informs Starlight to “let her recover.” This prompts the bigger woman to back up and let Layla Aishe attempt to get to her feet. Once Layla is wobbling in the center of the ring, Starlight knocks her back down with a spinning roundhouse kick that has Layla falling all the way backwards and getting caught up in the ropes.

Nick Hanson: Tink Evermore is directing traffic here as Starlight’s onslaught continues.

Miranda Augustino: Both Tink and Starlight seems more focused than we’ve ever seen them before. Did Tink QUIT smoking weed and did Starlight START smoking it?

With her arms tied up in the ropes, Starlight backs up and hits a running knee that sends her flipping over the top rope onto the outside, where she could, at the very least hope to recover. It seems like Starlight is going to follow her out there, but Tink Evermore tells her to stay in. Instead, Tink rushes over to the area where Layla Aishe lays on the ground, pulls her up and slides her back into the ring, serving her up to Starlight.

Nick Hanson: Once again, Tink Evermore is making her presence known. She doesn’t want Layla Aishe to lose by count or for Starlight to risk getting herself counted out either.

Miranda Augustino: Tink is actually being smart here. That is a SHOCK!

Starlight pulls her up by the hair and hits her with an exploder suplex in the center of the ring. In an amazing show of variation, Starlight then runs to the second rope, springboards off it and does a beautiful moonsault onto her opponent. This even gets a loud pop from the fans in the arena.

Nick Hanson: WOW! Did not expect to see a high flying move from Starlight there.

Miranda Augustino: Even I have to admit that Starlight seems rejuvenated since the last time we have seen her.

Once again, Starlight backs up, letting Aishe try to get her bearings. However once Aishe is back up, Starlight charges at her with a double knee face breaker that sends her popping backwards into the corner. Starlight backs up and nails her with a corner splash that crushes Layla under her weight. Starlight immediately backs away as Layla Aishe falls forward in a delayed manner. Starlight catches her in her arms and hits her with an inverted DDT in the center of the ring. Tink cheers on her client as she is just completely decimating Aishe here. She is completely inactive at this moment in time.

Nick Hanson: How does Aishe have any fight left here?

Miranda Augustino: And why isn’t Starlight just ending this?

Starlight throws her in her arms again, but this time she performs a deadlift German suplex onto her opponent. Not, finished, she pulls her up again and lands a brutal vertical suplex onto her. She deadlift throws Layla into the corner, waiting for her to stumble forward …and win she does she hits ANOTHER deadlift German onto Aishe.

Nick Hanson: Starlight is looking to make a message to the other people in the Silver Rush tonight as she is just decimating her opponent here. This does not seem to be stopping.

Miranda Augustino: Tink should be proud of herself here. She has made Starlight find the monster in herself, making herself a worthy contender for the Rumble.

She pulls Layla Aishe back up and hits her with a rolling gutwrench suplex …but she keeps it locked in. She then does ANOTHER rolling gutwrench suplex AND then a third. Layla Aishe is slumped over on the ropes as Starlight stalks her prey. She pulls her up by the hair once more and whips her into the corner of ring, she back up and performs a BRUTAL YAKUZA KICK IN THE CORNER! The move is the Starlight Boost and it seems to have taken Layla COMPLETELY out of the game.

Nick Hanson: And the Starlight Boost seems to be making Layla see stars.

Miranda Augustino: I see what you did there.

Outside the ring, Tink Evermore encourages her to finish off her opponent here. She’s got no fight left within her and both Tink and Starlight realize this. She pulls Aishe up and IMMEDIATELY spits out black mist into her face. She spins around backwards.Blinded, Layla spins into an amazing vertical suplex from Starlight. She quickly transitions it into a Kirifuda Clutch that Layla Aishe can’t get out of his. She only struggles a little bit in the hold, but it looks like she is quickly passing out.

Nick Hanson: Starlight’s finisher is locked in, but I can’t see how Aishe can get out of this. She might be putting Aishe out of her misery

Miranda Augustino: And maybe out of a job as well.

The referee rushes to Aishe’s side and lifts her arm. It quickly falls to the mat. He lifts it a second time, it falls once more. The fans are hoping for a comeback as Starlight has the move locked in. The referee lifts her arm a third time, and it falls to the ground one last time. The referee calls for the bell.


Roger Arden: Here is your winner… STARLIGHT!

Nick Hanson: What a showing by that female beast in Starlight. Tink Evermore should be proud out the performance she has gotten out of Starlight. She is now walking out of this match a legitimate threat for the Silver Rush Rumble at Wrestle War.

Miranda Augustino: She might be a good darkhorse pick now after this re-debut. If I were a competitor in that match, I’d keep an eye this dominant monster.

Starlight stands over her downed opponent with a blank expression on her face as Tink Evermore slides into the ring to celebrate her clients win. She attempts to raise her client’s arm, but she can’t lift it that high due to the height difference between the two. Starlight leaves the ring with Tink following behind her, happy that one of her clients finally got a win.

We then go backstage to Amy Connors.

Amy Connors: Ladies and Gentlemen, the raining and defending World Heavyweight Champion...Griffin Hawkins!

Griffin comes into the shot, the World Title around his shoulder.

Amy Connors: Griffin..last week we saw the formation of House Crowley...led by none other than the man you face for the World Title, Anton Crowley. How do you feel about this latest development?[/color]

Griffin Hawkins: Well to be quite honest...I'm not surprised. Apparently Donnie Darko realizes that he can't beat me one on one for the title, so he goes out and builds himself an army. He's not out just to take my gold, but to take over NFW. What we're looking at is a hostile takeover. Crowley and the rest of his crew are looking to destroy NFW brick by brick..and I guess they figure they start with me. But hey..it's cool. See, the difference between me and Anton is that I get the job done all by myself. I won this World Heavyweight Title with no help from anybody..I did it on my own. If Crowley thinks that he's gonna bowl over me that easily and take my gold...then he really must be stupider than he looks.

Amy Connors: But Griffin, he and House Crowley made their mission clear last week that they will help Anton take the throne..meaning you may have to fight alone...

Griffin Hawkins: That's the point I'm trying to make. Anton Crowley wants to be THE guy...but he doesn't got the balls to do it by himself, no..he has to hide behind the Ginyu Force to do his heavy lifting. But no matter...I'm not stupid, this isn't the first time I had to take on a gang. I'm not gonna let The Addams Family bully me or anyone on this roster. It's true I've taken a lot of shots to the head in my time...but I'm not dumb enough to fight them alone...

Amy Connors: Who do you have in mind?......

He then smiles.

Griffin Hawkins: You'll see very soon Amy...

He walks off as we go back to the ring.
Roger Arden: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the NFW Women’s Television Championship! Introducing first….
Upon the first gong of the song, the lights dim in the arena. The audience is shrouded in darkness for the duration of the intro. However, once the guitar riff kicks in (about 0:15), multicolored lights quickly begin flashing throughout. It's still dark, but it looks more like a rave metal show than a wrestling arena. As soon as the lyrics begin ("1! 2! 1-2-3-4!"), Kayako Kazama comes running out onto the stage, pumping her fist and counting along.

Despite the leaning boos of the crowd, Kayako is all smiles and waves excitedly to everyone before folding her hands down in front of her and tilting her head. She bats her eyelashes innocently and bends one foot back, doing an innocent little sway from side to side. As she does this playing to the crowd, she's joined by Yuka Hirata and Masami Nishikiyama as the two make their way out onto the stage to join their friend. Kayako turns back to acknowledge them, 'bouncing' over as the three stick their hands into the center over one another. They perform their team chant and Kayako starts her way down the ramp. The way she does this is with her hands folded behind her as she happily skips along towards the ring.

Roger Arden: "On her way to the ring! Accompanied by Kaede Tanabe, Yuka Hirata and Masami Nishikiyama! She represents the Super Bitch Squad! From Kyoto, Japan! KAYAKOOOOOO KAAAZAAAAAAMAAAAAA!!!!"

Kayako skips along to the right side of the ring and warily, (yet adorably) climbs up onto the apron. One foot slips but she's holding onto the ropes by then. She turns to the camera with a hand over her lips and an embarrassed smile on her face - 'Oops!'- and daintily enters the ring underneath the second rope.

Kayako then proceeds to jump around the ring, waving overhead to the crowd as Yuka and Masami both enter the ring and come to stand with her, offering any last minute words of advice and encouragement. Kayako, still giggly, hugs both girls around the neck and throws a fist in the air like she's got this as Yuka and Masami retreat to ringside. Kayako moves into her corner, giving an adorable wave to the referee as she waits for her opponent.

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. Strapped around her waist is the NFW Women’s Television Championship.

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...KUSANAGI!!!

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.

As the entrance starts wrapping up, the camera cuts briefly to the front row. Most of the fans have settled down, save for a specific Korean woman who may look very familiar to some wrestling fans.

Nick Hanson: Hey wait, is that…?

Miranda Augustino: Hoooly shit!

Nick Hanson: Melissa Aki, folks! We got a star guest in the crowd!

Miranda Augustino: What’s Maki doing here?!

Nick Hanson: Enjoying the show it looks like. You use social media. I think it’s obvious why she’s here.

Melissa Aki offers a brief smile and a polite wave to the camera before clapping and cheering for the start of the match. She cups her hands around her mouth and gives a clear call in support of Angel Kusanagi.

Afterwards, the referee takes the Women’s TV Title from Angel Kusanagi and, after showing it to Kayako Kazama, who claps her hands excitedly and bounces on her feet, raises it high up for the audience to see. Referee Yumi Akiyama hands the title off to the timekeeper and calls for the bell to start the match.


As Angel Kusanagi came out of her corner, her hands up and ready to go. Kayako Kazama came out of hers all smiles and full of just...adorableness. Her hands tucked behind her back in an innocent little princess type of way as she walked with a bit of a bounce to her step. She kept her beaming smile, bringing out one hand and waved to Angel.

Kayako Kazama: Hajimemashiteeeeeeee!!

Kayako bowed deep and came back up, extending a hand, fingers spread for a good sportsmanship handshake. Angel tentatively watched the girl with her hand out, clearly not trusting her one bit. Kayako just stood there, however, smiling big and tilted her head to the side in a manner that her pigtails bobbed to the side. Angel dropped her hands and put them on her hips, tilting her head to mirror Kayako’s head tilt. Kayako shifted her head, tilting it to the other side. Angel mirrored it with her own head. She wasn’t taking Kayako’s hand, though. Kayako kept up her cute act, wiggling her fingers and gave an innocent shrug. Angel mirrored the shrug and Kayako finally straightened her head, as did Angel. The SBS member began to look unnerved as if she realized that she was having the better gotten of her.

Miranda Augustino: Nick, I think Angel’s screwing with Kayako!

Nick Hanson: Well, we’ve seen Kayako pull this act more than a few times. I’m sure Angel’s scouted it ahead of time. She doesn’t wanna shake her damn hand. She wants a cheap shot!

Miranda Augustino: Awww but look how adorable she is! ¡Ella es tan linda!

Nick Hanson: Yeah, whatever. Oh wait...maybe? Let’s see here.

As Nick and Miranda discussed the history of Kayako’s behavior, the 19 year old stomped her foot in an adorable tantrum and wiggled her arm, assuring Angel that she wasn’t going to try anything sneaky. She puffed out her bottom lip and put on the saddest looking pout face ever. Angel lifted her chin up, watching the girl and seemed to relent a little. She reached out and clasped Kayako’s hand and...KAYAKO SPRUNG INTO ACTION! Shaking Angel’s hand at first, Kayako’s smile was quickly replaced by a wide eyed look of aggression and she lashed out, trying to pull Angel into a forearm strike...but ANGEL DUCKED UNDER IT!! Evading the move, Angel spun around, still holding onto Kayako’s hand as the surprised girl turned around. To the amusement of the crowd - and the horror of Kayako - Angel leaned down and sloooowly licked the back of Kayako’s hand, causing the gothic lolita dressed wrestler to shriek adorably and finally manage to yank her hand free. She immediately slid out of the ring and shook her hand violently, whining and squealing in disgust. Yuka Hirata and Kaede Tanabe quickly came to her side to offer moral support. Hilariously, Kaede dug into her purse and pulled out some hand sanitizer which Kayako furiously rubbed all over her hands. Yuka was there, offering words of encouragement as the referee began her 20 count.

Nick Hanson: Well that’s one way to counteract foulplay!

Miranda Augustino: That was a little wicked, Nick. Is she even legally old enough for Angel to do that to her?

Nick Hanson: Miranda, she’s 19. What are you…?

Miranda Augustino: She’s ittle!

Nick Hanson: She is on the little side, yes.

Miranda Augustino: No, not little. Ittle! It’s smaller than little! Cut baby girl some slack. Look at Kaede and Yuka trying to calm poor baby down. Awwwwwww.

Nick Hanson: You can ‘aww’ all you want, Mir! Referee’s at 7 and HERE COMES THE CHAMPION!!!

As Nick Hanson exclaims, Angel Kusanagi hits the ropes and comes dashing across the ring, passed the referee where she dives through the top and middle ropes, angling her body sideways and plows into not just Kayako Kazama but Yuka Hirata and Kaede Tanabe as well! Angel immediately jumps to her feet, wasting no time in pulling Kayako up to hers and threw her back inside the ring. The crowd is going wild as Angel slides back inside the ring and stalks Kayako over into a corner as the younger girl tries using the turnbuckle to pull herself to her feet. As she does, Angel is right behind her and spins her around where she immediately begins to feed her shot after shot of Strong Style forearms. Angel just absolutely lays into Kayako with no sense of remorse in her offense; beginning to throw in some knees into her ribs. Kayako lets out a high pitched cry with each shot that hit hers.

Nick Hanson: Angel Kusanagi! Laying waste to Kayako Kazama of SBS!

Miranda Augustino: Hey I’m all for Angel’s viciousness but she needs to let up on a girl here! This is nuts!

After several shots thrown, Angel pushes Kayako against the turnbuckle and darts across the ring to the opposite corner. Placing a foot on the middle turnbuckle, she gives herself a little push and came charging back when suddenly Kayako grabs referee Akiyama and pulls the woman in front of her with a pitiful little whine, hiding behind her. Angel just barely manages to come to a stop and not plow into the referee as Akiyama braces for impact.

Miranda Augustino: Hoooooo that was a close one!

Nick Hanson: What’s she doing?! She can’t grab the referee like that!

As if giving an answer to Nick’s question, Kayako then shoves Referee Akiyama aside and digs her nails into Angel’s eyes, raking them. Angel stumbles back, grabbing at her face. The fans boo as Kayako uses this advantage to pounce on Angel with a flurry of forearms across the back, slaps to the head and face and kicks to the leg. As Kayako just goes wild and the crowd boos, the camera cuts back to Angel’s special guest with Maki joining in the jeers. She audibly yells out, calling Kayako a “fucking cunt.” Fans around her all “ohhhhhhhhh!” in support of her zinger but it also catches the ear of Kaede Tanabe who gets right in Maki’s face and starts jawjacking with her, hand up beside her head, occasionally gesturing with her finger with that sassy attitude. Maki looks deadpan at Kaede, unamused and just holds up a hand centimeters from her face until Yuka Hirata steps in, nudging Kaede aside to take her place getting nose to nose with Maki. Maki sizes the 19 year old rookie up with a half-unamused, half humored look that just says “fuck are you gonna do, kid?”

Nick Hanson: Hey whoa whoa now. Watch out. Melissa Aki’s not contracted here, she better watch out!

Miranda Augustino: Hey, fuck it. Let ‘em throw hands! I give Yuka credit in the ring but she needs an attitude adjustment! Sign Maki to a guest appearance. Let her whup that ass.

Back inside the ring, Kayako’s in full control as she comes off the ropes and bulldogs Angel face first into the mat. She immediately goes for a cover, hooking the leg and audibly yells “YATTAAAAAAA!!!”


Angel gets her shoulder up and Kayako grabs at her pigtails before slamming her fists into her lap in adorable frustration. She then sees the altercation going on at ringside and scrambles to her feet to go to the ropes. As crowd security works on getting Maki to sit back down and for Yuka and Kaede to back off, Kayako stands on the bottom rope with one foot and leans over to observe. She also throws a few adorably G-rated insults at Maki, trying to support her friends. As Yuka opens her arms out, inviting Maki to come get some anytime, Kaede focuses back up on Kayako. She sees her distracted and snaps her fingers, yelling up at her.

Kaede Tanabe: Yo yo yo! Chūiwoharau! Kaya-chan!

Kayako looks down at Kaede and sees her telling her to focus on her match. She gets that ‘oh! Right!’ look. She beams happily and nods in agreement with her friend. Kayako steps back from the ropes and turns back towards Angel who’s just now back on her feet. As soon as Kayako turns, however, BAM!! Steel Feather across the face. Kayako spins back around towards her SBS team mates outside the ring, her eyes rolling back and she topples forward, face down into the mat. Angel grabs the girl by her feet, yanking her towards her and rolls the motionless girl over onto her back, laying over her for the cover. She looks directly at Kaede and Yuka and runs her tongue up the side of Kayako’s face as the two look on in mixed shock, horror and anger.


Roger Arden: Here is your winner….AAAAND STILL...NFW WOMEN’S TELEVISION CHAMPION...ANGEL...KUSANAGI!!!!

Miranda Augustino: Wow! Short but sweet, Nicky!

Nick Hanson: I wouldn’t call it sweet for, Kayako Kazama! She took her eye off the prize and paid for it!

Miranda Augustino: That kick landed right on the money. I hope baby girl didn’t lose any teeth.

Nick Hanson: I hope so too.

Kaede Tanabe and Yuka Hirata waste no time in helping Kayako Kazama out of the ring as Angel Kusanagi is handed the NFW Women’s TV Title again. She hoists it up over her head, standing on a turnbuckle as “DiAMOND” blares over the sound system. After she steps down to the mat, she rolls out of the ring, walks right up to where Maki is and puts a hand behind her head, pulling her in for a deep kiss. The crowd reacts as the two shamelessly display their affection for each other.

Nick Hanson: Whoa now, get a room ladies.

Miranda Augustino: Shit, gimme some of that!

Nick Hanson: Miranda!

Miranda Augustino: What?!

After Angel and Maki finally let go of each other, Angel starts to leave up the ramp. She stops as she reaches the foot of it, however, and turns back, walking over to the timekeeper and ring announcer, reaching her hand out and wiggling her fingers. Roger Arden hands her a mic and Angel rolls back inside the ring, resting her title on her shoulder as her music stops.

Angel Kusanagi: Oi oi oi! Sore wa yattsu no bōgyodeari...watashi wa...mada josei no TEREBI CHANPIONDESU!!

Angel holds the title up in the air to the roar of the crowd before bringing it down on her shoulder again and turns towards the stage. She’s barely broken a sweat from the brief match she just had. A fire burns within her eyes as she bares her teeth and chuckles maliciously into the microphone.

Angel Kusanagi: ….Sera-san…

Angel looks around at the crowd. They’re expecting her to go on in Japanese but shocks the entire audience as she stares coldly up the ramp.

Angel Kusanagi: You...not here tonight…. I know...because I r--roo….lllllook for you….

Angel Kusanagi paces the ring, back and forth as she speaks slowly and carefully; trying to make sure the audience can understand her every word.

Angel Kusanagi: We fight before...I win...you llllose… BUT!! Sarani arimasu!

Angel Kusanagi throws up her other hand with her index finger out, indicating she isn’t finished. She brings the hand back down and grasps her title on her shoulder.

Angel Kusanagi: That bother you. It bother you that I...am...BETTA!!

Miranda Augustino: Eh, I’d call it a fluke. They both collapsed. Angel just landed on top of Sela and got lucky.

Nick Hanson: Do you have to make an innuendo out of everything?

Miranda Augustino: Who’s making innuendos, Nick? I’m just stating how their match ended!

Angel goes quiet for a moment as she contemplates something. Slowly, her head turns and her gaze goes from the mat at her feet to the stage again.

Angel Kusanagi: ...But I know...what...you want…. You want...me. You want...ooonnnnnlly one...who sick...and...crazy...as you…. You want?

Angel turns to face the stage and walks right up to the ropes, sneering through a mess of pinkish blonde hair.

Angel Kusanagi: You...get!

Nick Hanson: What?

Angel pushes her hair out of her face, grinning sadistically; her tongue running over her teeth.

Angel Kusanagi: You...and me...at...Ressu Warru…. This time…

Angel brings her hand up, drawing her thumb quickly across her throat.

Angel Kusanagi: I KILL you!

SiM’s “DiAMOND” resumes as Angel lets the microphone fall to the mat and she drops down to roll out of the ring again. She lingers at ringside for a moment, a thoughtful look on her face before walking back over to where Maki is in the crowd. Angel takes her by the hand as Maki climbs over the security barricade. Hand in hand, Angel and Maki head up the ramp.

Nick Hanson: Does Maki have a pass?

Miranda Augustino: You think Angel gives a shit?

Nick Hanson: Touche….

Isabella Santiago is in her office, minding her own business when suddenly Dana Ellis bursts through the door in a huff. Santiago immediately rolls her eyes in frustration of the appearance and just general existence of the Woke Warrior. Ellis is frantic as she communicates with Isabella.

Dana Ellis: Lash Donohue has gone too far. You have to terminate him.

Isabella Santiago: I’m sure that you think he did. Whatever he did probably doesn’t compare with how you interfered in his match last week, most likely costing him the NFW Television title.

Dana Ellis: I only interfered because you weren’t doing anything to prevent his rude and disrespectful behavior. I took matters into my own hands. It wasn’t my fault that you’re terrible at your job and shake your head at interference, but constantly do nothing about it. I was just following the example that you set and use the loopholes that you created.

Santiago shakes her head at even having to deal with this mad woman. But she answers her firmly and with authority.

Isabella Santiago: And you get whatever consequences may come to you for your actions. You decided to interfere in his match last week, and he decided to get revenge. There is nothing I can do about this.

Dana Ellis: That is terrible management on your part. Are you good for anything? He put pictures of penis all over my locker room.

Santiago begins to giggle at this notion.

Isabella Santiago: Really?

Dana Ellis: This isn’t funny.

Isabella Santiago: It’s pretty funny.

Dana Ellis: It is sexual assault. Comedians in Hollywood were black listed for less. I demand that you fire him immediately for not only sexually assaulting me, but then striking me with a steel chair.

Isabella Santiago: Again, like you hit him with a steel chair.

Dana Ellis: And again, I wouldn’t have done that if you weren’t so inept at your job and punished him for all of the harassment on twitter he has been giving me and women like me for months now. The way you run things is horrible.

Isabella Santiago: Then why are you even here?

Dana Ellis: Because, I’d think you would at least want to put an end to what is most definitely sexual abuse on the part of Donohue.

Isabella Santiago: It was a prank and then a payback of what you did to him last week. I tend to let you wrestlers figure stuff out on your own in these situations.

Dana slams her foot on the floor and slams her fists onto her desk.

Dana Ellis: THAT ISN’T GOOD ENOUGH! YOU AREN’T GOOD ENOUGH! Isabella, you do absolutely nothing for this company, but post sexy pics of yourself on the internet for all to see and then just TELL everyone that you are a business woman. You talk about all the sponsorships you get, but do nothing for the women in the company. Oh, that is unless it is to take credit for what WE do in the ring. Then suddenly, you are our biggest supporter. And let’s not forget about how we spent hours back and forth on twitter with me advocating that the Women’s World Championship should be main eventing a PPV. Hours later, you announce it, but take credit for it as if it was your idea. You ONLY did because I put pressure on you, BECAUSE you knew I was right all along. And who got credit for that? YOU DID! You steal my ideas and now you won’t do anything to protect me from what is becoming a sexual predator?

Santiago takes all of this in and then responds the only way anyone can to those accusations.

Isabella Santiago: Dana, if you don’t like how I manage MY Women’s division, you can always just leave. You are employed by two dozen other different companies. I’m sure that one of them wants to listen to your constant bickering, but I don’t. I have important sponsorships to get and sexy twitter pics to pose for.

With her fists on the table, Dana stops and just looks at her. All Dana can say is this.

Dana Ellis: Let me speak to your manager…

Before Isabella can even respond to that weird request, Angel Kash comes bursting through her office as well. Both Dana and Isabella are taken off guard as Kash comes in with the same frustration that Dana did minutes ago.

Angel Kash: I need to talk to you.

Isabella Santiago: Oh, what now?

Angel Kash: I have some demands I need to make. I am your most gorgeous and thus, most valuable star that you have on the roster. I have countless wins over some of your biggest names, but I don’t feel you are promoting me like management should promote a woman of my caliber.

Dana Ellis: Watch out, you’re are asking Isabella to do something …which means she is going to let Lash Donohue sexually assault you without taking any action against it. She is completely useless.

Kash smiles at this and looks towards Dana.

Angel Kash: She is, isn’t she? I’ve been here for awhile now, and I’ve been making NFW a mint both in terms of media AND social media. I’ve seen nothing in return.

Dana Ellis: And you won’t. You don’t play footsie with the boss or aren’t apart of an entity known as the Kingdom, which are wrestlers that I can’t tell apart from the other who don’t do a whole heck of a lot on the shows, they won’t hear any concern that you may have. It is going in through one ear and out the other. You’re just going to have to do what I do and take matters into your own hands to get anything done around here.

Isabella just stands, listening to the two of them banter now.

Angel Kash: That is SO true. You, despite maybe being a bit on the thin side and definitely homely, have some really good points.

Dana Ellis: I know I do. But it isn’t like anyone is ever listening to what I have to say. The word “woke” pretty much triggers anyone to thinking that I’m just babbling about stuff that doesn’t matter. Our management not working for us, isn’t babble. And that extends to you. You’re winning matches. You’re making a name for yourself, but where are your title shots? They are going to a woman that posts memes and gifs on twitter, not understanding that it makes her look uneducated. Angel Kash Vs. Sativa is more of a marquee match for Wrestle War than Sativa Vs. some person named Cherry. Your name has value and it is a pity that Miss Santiago here doesn’t realize it.

Angel smiles with the understanding that somebody finally sees her full potential here.

Angel Kash: It definitely does, and you’re right. I should be challenging at Wrestle War and it is because of this management’s favoritism that I’m not. I do more for this company than the two slags that are on top right now.

Dana Ellis: Good luck convincing Santiago of that. You and I might be completely different people, but I see the benefit you bring to the movement of equality within wrestling …even though she might not.

Angel Kash: And I appreciate that you are trying to make a change to this management despite trying to move a boulder up hill. Also, thank you for sticking up for me when those women were trying to call me a slut.

Dana Ellis: Slut shaming is a terrible practice done by women to undercut another’s success. It is catty and a negative stereotype within the industry. This isn’t 2004 anymore. We’ve moved on from that gender stereotype. Besides, you’ve never written anything that precludes that you sleep around. They are basing it on your appearance, not your actions. You aren’t the one constantly talking about lesbian sex cults and polygamy. THEY ARE. Even then, what people do behind closed doors, or constantly post about on twitter isn’t anyone’s business.

Angel Kash: THANK YOU! You’re a breath of fresh air, Dana.

Both women turn to Isabella Santiago, now a united front.

Angel Kash: So …are you going to meet into our demands.

Isabella just stares at them, not knowing what she is witnessing here

Isabella Santiago: No. Of course not.

Dana and Angel just look at each other.

Dana Ellis: Then we are just going to have to take matters into our hands, aren’t we?

Angel Kash: I guess we are. Come on, Dana. We have some plotting to do.

Angel Kash leaves the office area as Dana stops for a moment before slamming her finger down on the desk of Isabella Santiago.

Dana Ellis: I HAVE A FRIEND!

She then leaves with a pleased smile on her face as Santiago pulls out a bottle of aspirin and downs it with wine.
Roger Arden: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is Round 3 of a Best of 7 Series!!

"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.

Roger Arden: Introducing first! From Laredo, Texas! Representing the Kingdom! She is the Cherokee Princess...LLUVIA...CANE!!

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.

ARDEN: 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 the. 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.


The bell rings and the fans are clearly already hot for the third match in this best of seven series. Both Cane and Nishiki press forward, looking for an opening but not finding one. Masami threw a kick at the thighs of Lluvia which she jumped up to avoid and Nishiki sidestepped a forearm attempt and also managed to drag her into a lock up. Nishiki seemed to have the momentum right away, taking Lluvia over in an arm drag but the fans cheered as Lluvia managed to land on her feet and try for one of her own but Nishiki sidestepped and landed a brutal leaping forearm smash which dazed Cane. Masami wasted no time in hooking Lluvia in an abdominal stretch before taking her up for what was looking like a pumphandle suplex, but Lluvia wriggled free at the halfway point and the crowd popped as she caught Masami with a snapmare before attempting the neckbreaker but Masami used her strength and balance to wriggle free before confusing Cane by swinging her back around and delivering a devastating float over DDT! Masami with the cover!


Close two count, but Cane got the shoulder up. The fans booed Masami as she grabbed Lluvia by the hair and dragged her into a brutal headbutt! Lluvia slumped back and Nishiki covered once again.


Lluvia is dazed, yet still managed to get the shoulder up. A small trickle of blood can be seen trickling from her hairline from that headbutt. Nishiki is easily able to take Cane by the arm and drag her into a standing position before achieving another boo by delivering another fast forearm smash and then kicking Lluvia hard across the shins. Masami used this opening to send Cane into the corner with a hard Irish whip.

The fans popped as Cane launched up and did a handstand on the top rope to avoid Masami's corner clothesline and then flipped over onto the ring apron before sending Masami flying with a hard dropkick. The fans popped a little louder as Lluvia attempted a springboard crossbody to the inside, but Nishiki caught it and used the momentum to roll through into a pin, achieving a BOO with a handful of tights!

Nick Hanson: Hey c’mon now! Tights, ref!!!! Tights, ref!!!

Miranda Augustino: Three and Oh, coming up!

No! The fans POP loudly as Cane used Nishiki's momentum to roll her over into a TORCH OF BLAME! The triangle choke is locked in tight at a preposterous angle! Nishiki is struggling desperately, but it's futile! Masami continues to struggle as her movements slow to a gradual halt and her other arm goes limp against the mat. The referee takes one look at her and immediately calls for the bell, making Lluvia Cane release her.

Nick Hanson: Hold on, she’s out! She’s out! Masami’s out!

Miranda Augustino: Go to sleep, puta!


Roger Arden: Here is your winner!! The Cherokee Princess...LLUVIA...CANE!!

Lluvia Cane immediately released Masami Nishikiyama and popped up on her knees, arm raised by the referee as Lucifer’s Angel filled the arena. The Cherokee Princess held her midsection, smiling through the pain in her body as she got to her feet with the Queen of Brawn Style face down on the mat, out cold.

Nick Hanson: Round 3 of this Best of 7 Series is gonna go to Lluvia Cane folks and boy did she earn it!!!

Miranda Augustino: Hey, you celebrate, hermosa! You fuckin’ deserve it!

Lluvia Cane continues to celebrate in the ring as the referee checks on Masami Nishikiyama to make her come to until Yuka Hirata slides in and helps Masami herself, rolling her out of the ring as she starts to wake up and carries her with an arm over her shoulders, backstage.

Nick Hanson: Hell of a match, folks. Now let’s head backstage to Amy Connors!

We shift backstage where Amy Connors is seen standing by a locker room door with the name plate for ‘ERIN MERCER’ on it. Amy smiles brightly at the camera as she greets the viewers.

Amy Connors: Good evening ladies and gentlemen! Amy Connors here. I’m here outside of Erin Mercer’s locker room. Now, as you know, last week, Eavan Maloney issued a challenge to Erin Mercer for a match to Maloney’s Silver Mountain Championship. Now the match, if accepted, will take place on January 7th; the week before WrestleWar XVI, however, Eavan gave Erin until tonight to respond. We’re gonna try and get a word with her, if we can---

Amy trails off as she turns towards the door to knock when it suddenly opens up and Bronwyn Good steps out. She’s got a handful of change in her hand - very likely going in search of a vending machine. She takes one look at Amy Connors, though and flicks her tongue out at the woman to freak her out. Amy jerks back, wide eyed as Bronwyn grins and makes her way off with her change. As Amy turns back to the locker room doorway, Erin Mercer comes right out into view and practically bows up on the woman. Her red hair is down, still damp from a shower. She’s wearing a black sports bra and black, grey and white camouflage Army cargo pants. She puts her hands on her hips and just stares hard at Amy.

Erin Mercer: What do you want, Amy? I’m really not in the goddamn mood right now.

Amy Connors: Oh...I-I’m sorry. Should I come back later?

Erin Mercer closes her eyes and pinches the bridge of her nose. She brings that same hand up, open flat in frustration and repeats her question.

Erin Mercer: What. Do. You. Want? Just get to the point!

Amy Connors: Right, right. Well, umm…

Amy Connors trails off and Erin Mercer just glares at her. She’s about to kill this bitch if she doesn’t speak up.

Amy Connors: Uh-uh-ummmm...so you had a good match earlier, right? Barring...you know...defea---

Erin Mercer: “So you had a good match earlier, right?”

Erin Mercer mocks Amy Connors, shaking her head from side to side with a nasally voice. Her expression goes cold and her voice back to normal then.

Erin Mercer: That’s it, right? You came to ask me and Bronwyn about how we feel, losing to Bloody Fairytale and oh-- Danni fuckin’ Anderson!

Erin says Danni’s name in a mock British accent as she sways from side to side and waves Jazz hands. She drops the act then and shrugs her shoulders.

Erin Mercer: Well you picked a bad time. Bronwyn just headed off for the soda machine. Our third wheel? Bratton?

Erin pretends to look around then looks right into the camera, shrugging her shoulders and throwing her hands up.

Erin Mercer: Your guess is as good as mine. Who fucking knows with her? Me?

She thumbs to herself and looks back at Amy.

Erin Mercer: I don’t give a fuck. You know why? Because this isn’t the end between us. This is not the last you’ve seen of The Red Queen and her Witch, causing trouble for Bloody Fairytale. Causing trouble, for The Kingdom. I told Christina Olson. I told Jasmine Good. You want us to stop? You better end our careers. We are not stopping!

She shifts her attention to the camera then, getting animated and fired up.

Erin Mercer: Do you hear me, bitches? We. Are not. Stopping! Not until we physically can’t continue or until The Kingdom is burned to the ground and we will burn down this entire...Fucking...Promotion...if we have to. Now is there anything else you wanna bother me with?

Erin Mercer says this last part as she turns back to Amy Connors. Amy swallows nervously, glancing to the camera before looking back at Erin.

Amy Connors: Just one more question...actually the main reason I came here.

Erin Mercer: Well you should’ve asked that and been done with it. Now what?

Amy Connors: So last week, Erin, Eavan Maloney issued a challenge to face you on Episode #61 of Collision, the week before WrestleWar XVI. She would like to put her Silver Mountain Championship on the line against you. Now, as tonight is the deadline, do you accept her challenge?

Erin Mercer tilts her head up at the ceiling and laughs. She brings her hands up and runs them down her face, laughing harder. This is straight up funny to her.

Erin Mercer: Do I accept? I know exactly what this is, Amy. This is Eavan Maloney still on her personal quest to conquer her demons. She used to be an alcoholic, drug addled slut until she found Anton Crowley who turned her into a polyamorous slut who jumped into bed with him, hell one of our commentary team, even - hi Miranda!

Erin Mercer pauses and waves to the camera then flips it off.

Erin Mercer: And also, jumped into bed with a single mother of two who, from how it sounds, keeps hooking up with guys who like to smack her around a little bit.

Erin smiles. A very forced smile as she brings her hands up together and presses them to her lips as she closes her eyes.

Erin Mercer: I know what this challenge is, Eavan. You think you’re a warrior. You think you’re Eavan fucking Almighty or some shit like that but what happened was, after all the shit you talked leading into the Queen of the Frontier, I grabbed your little ass off that high horse and I brought you right back down to Earth, on your face!

As Erin says this, she motions with her hands, reaching up and clenching her fists before jerking her arms down. She’s even angrier now with pure hate in her eyes.

Erin Mercer: You can write Shelley Silver off of your loss record since she quit. You can write Lex off, because she quit. Well, you can’t write the loss I handed your broken ass off because I’m still here, Eavan, and guess what? I’M NOT FUCKING GOING ANYWHERE!!

Erin’s voice echoes throughout the backstage area. A few people in the background even stop and turn to stare; a little concerned. Erin’s jabbing her finger at the camera now. Half of her face is shrouded under a mess of damp redhead. She looks absolutely crazed; her green eyes burning hot like George R.R Martin’s Wildfire.

Erin Mercer: So that leaves me as the only person, by your standards, to have pinned you and that burns your ass hotter than anything in the world, doesn’t it? I am a stain on your record and the only way you can redeem yourself is by beating me. You know what? You’re on Eavan. I accept. I. Erin Mercer. Accept your challenge because I have nothing to lose and everything to gain. See, if...no...excuse me...when...when I beat you on January 7th - and I don’t give a shit what kind of match you decide to put us in because it doesn’t matter - I’m going to take everything you have left. I took your perfect record and next, I’m gonna take that Silver Mountain Championship, because with that title, I go to WrestleWar and I get the one bitch that I want the most in this company and that’s Jasmine Matthews; and with that title in hand, *I* get to decide how her ass gets destroyed.

Erin points to herself sharply.

Erin Mercer: So, I’ll see you on January 7th, Eavan; and Jasmine, I’ll see YOUR ASS on January 14th, in Madison Square Garden!

Erin turns abruptly to Amy Connors, then.

Erin Mercer: Now! Be a dear and fuck the hell off.

Erin steps back into her locker room and slams the door shut in Amy’s face. Amy blinks, swallowing nervously with confusion and a little hurt in her eyes. This isn’t the Erin everyone has known for almost two years. Amy looks at the camera.

Amy Connors: Well umm...b-back to you guys….

The shot cuts back to ringside for the next match.
Roger Arden: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the NFW Television Championship!

“Operation Ground and Pound” by Dragonforce fills the arena as Keiji Sugiwara comes bursting through the curtain to the pop of the crowd. He runs to either side of the stage, hyping the crowd up with his energy.

Roger Arden: Introducing first, the challenger!! From Osaka, Japan! Weighing in at two hundred and two pounds. He is The Last Emperor...KEIJI...SUGIIIIIIWARAAAAAA!!

Keiji sprints down the ramp, running up onto the apron and slingshots himself into the ring where he comes up, bouncing on the balls of his feet before hitting the ropes a few times. He finally runs up onto a random turnbuckle and raises his hands to the cheering crowd. Keiji removes his t-shirt and hops down to the floor, tossing it into the audience before he turns and watches the ramp.

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.

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!!

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.


As the bell rang, Tim Hunt and Keiji Sugiwara both nodded respectfully and the crowd responded with a cheer as they fist-bumped and then proceeded to circle, both looking for some kind of opening. Tim Hunt moved in for a lock up and Keiji Sugiwara got a laugh as he deftly swiveled in behind Tim and quickly delivered a basement dropkick to his buttocks, sending Tim somewhat forcefully onto all fours.

Tim shook his head and grinned as the fans cheered for Keiji as he struck a hilarious take on the ninja pose while Hunt stood and Hunt earned himself a pop as he struck his trademark pose. This time, the two combatants actually locked up in the middle! Both men struggled back and forth for a moment but it was Tim who got the upper hand with an arm drag. Keiji valiantly got back up only for Tim to take him over with a other arm drag, and Tim looked to be going for another arm drag but this time, Keiji blocked it and went for an arm drag of his own but Tim had the ring presence to sidestep and try to scoop him into what looked like a pop up powerbomb, yet Keiji really popped the crowd as he broke free in mid air and landed a HARD Pele kick! Tim hit the deck hard and Keiji went for the cover.


Tim kicked out pretty easily, but he was definitely shaking the cobwebs and checking if his nose was broken! The crowd volume boosted as Keiji hit the ropes while Hunt was getting to his feet. As Tim stood, Keiji came at him with a handspring back elbow yet Tim caught him in mid swing and converted into a sickening looking half nelson suplex! Tim rolled it back into a bridge with Keiji folded up!


No! Keiji thrilled the crowd as he managed to turn it over and roll through into his own bridge pin!


Tim powered out of the pinning predicament and the crowd volume really lifted as he dragged Sugiwara into a mat-based body scissors, looking to wear this guy down!

Keiji struggled desperately as Tim applied the pressure more and more. The hold looked to be driving the air out of Keiji. The crowd seemed to be on Keiji's side though! A rhythmic clap got louder and louder. Keiji began to feed off the crowd energy, finding a foothold. Tim also seemed to be feeding off the energy, looking to cinch the hold in tighter. By mistake, Tim did leave an opening and Keiji took advantage, breaking out and both men slowly got to their feet.

Tim had clearly had enough, and as Keiji moved in looking for a Yakuza kick, Tim popped the crowd as he caught his leg! Keiji's face turned to panic as he hopped up and down on the spot for a second before Tim spun him around! CONTROVERSY'S RU...no! The crowd went ballistic as Keiji flipped out to his feet and dragged the champion into a reverse suplex! Tim landed on his feet out if it but Keiji landed a devastating Osaka cutter!! Keiji look down at Tim. He looked around to the crowd, and then feeding off their energy, Keiji hit the ropes. The fans were going insane as Keiji hit the ropes, executed a handspring and then a picturesque double standing moonsault before landing a devastating elbow drop to Tim! LOADED FOR BEAR! He covers the champion!


This place erupts as the fans realise what just happened and the bell rings! Keiji looks absolutely shocked as he hears his music hits and he hears the announcement..

Arden: "The winner of this match, and NEW NFW Men's Television champion, The Last Emperor KEIJI SUGIWARA!"

Keiji jumped up and down on the spot as it finally dawned on him, the referee handing him his newly won title belt and Keiji raising it up high!

Nick Hanson: We have a new TV Champion, folks!!!! I don’t believe it and I don’t think he can, neither!

Miranda Augustino: Way to go, Keiji boy! That’s how you do it! Hey, Tim brought that shit. Keiji just wanted it more, is all. Kudos to both of them!

Tim looked disappointed as he finally sat up. He noticed Keiji getting the adulation of the crowd as he passionately climbed the turnbuckles and raised it high for another loud pop. Tim nodded and stood. As Keiji got back down off the ropes, he jumped a little as he noticed Tim standing there. Tim looked dejected, but he reached out his hand. Keiji grinned and took it and the crowd popped for both of them as Tim raised Keiji's hand in victory, the crowd loudly showing their appreciation as we go to commercial break.

The eerie, creeper words that start “The Netherworld Circus” are heard echoing through the dark arena. As they finish, spotlights come up on the ramp and some dark, evil looking clowns are seen dancing around and then two of them hold up a dark curtain at the entrance and stand there, waiting as the rest continue dancing around on the ramp.

Ringmistress: Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, prepare yourself for a night of dark and violence. The Dark Circus proudly brings to you, the greatest show of violence on earth, the dark one himself, your favorite performer and mine, the one, the only, The Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiingmasterrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

As she finishes up the introduction, Ringmaster bursts through the curtain, tipping his tophat towards the ring to his girl before giving kicking the cane off the ground and twirling it around and placing it back down and making his way to the ring followed by his clowns who are skipping and dancing behind him. He makes it to the ring and tosses his tophat to Ringmistress followed by his cane and steps into the ring. He removes his jacket and hands it off to her as she steps out of the ring and the lights go off once more. When the lights come on, the music ends and the clowns have disappeared from around ringside, leaving only the Ringmaster and Ringmistress there.

The lights slowly dimmed as the opening riff to Behemoth's "Blow Your Trumpets Gabriel" began. The entire arena was shrouded in darkness as the video wall flashed with depictions of heretical symbols. Not just the typical ones like inverted crosses or pentagrams. Ancient pagan symbols hinting at black magic and dark rituals from before the time of Christ, himself. On the screen, a wave of smoke arose from the bottom as the stage alone illuminates with a single light, revealing that the stage, too, had been coated in a thick layer of mist. On the screen, the wave of digital smoke passed, revealing the words FILIUS DAMNATI in old English. The letters warped into ancient pagan symbols before shifting back into readable letters again. This time they said, DARIUS CROWLEY.

1:06 into the music, Darius Crowley literally seemed to rise out of the mist on the stage from a crouched position. His head is bowed. He brought his hands together in a prayer motion and the camera panned in on his face as he opened his eyes and lifted his gaze to the ring with the coldest, intense sense of controlled hatred that one has ever seen.

Roger Arden: "Making his way to the ring, at this time...representing the Dominion of Pain! Weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds. He is the one they call the Filius Damnati...the Son of the Damned...DARIIIUUUUUUUUUUS....CROWLEEEEEEEEEEEY!!!!!"

As he was officially announced, Darius Crowley lowered his hands to his sides and calmly started making his way to the ring. The lighting from the spotlight on the stage left him as just an ominous silhouette moving through the darkness until he stepped into the dim lighting over the ring and paused before climbing the steps and entering the ring. He brought his hands up into a prayer position again before literally dropping to the mat into a meditative stance. Darius lowered his hands down and rested them onto his knees, lifting his head and turning it towards the stage with that same, unchanged expression of hard focus.


Neither man moved at first as the bell rang. Darius Crowley and the man known only as The Ringmaster stared at one another from across the ring. At ringside, by their corners, Vanita Thompson and The Ringmistress stood, watching their men. The Ringmistress wore a wicked grin painted on her face while Vanita looked anything but happy to be in the vicinity of the people who had been taunting she and Darius for weeks but unable to do anything without costing Darius the victory. She could only stand there, arms folded with a look in her eyes that could kill.

Finally, Darius and the Ringmaster came out of their corners and squared up. Darius went into his usual stance while the Ringmaster, legitimately just put his dukes up like he was ready to throw hands. In fact, he did attempt to, as the mysterious new arrival to NFW began throwing jabs and crosses at Darius, trying to land straight up punches on him. The referee paused the action and warned the Ringmaster to watch the fists to the face. When the match resumed, the Ringmaster kept coming with the closed fists but Darius kept his distance, avoiding being hit. He did train for actual fighting, after all. At ringside, Vanita looked on, cautiously checking around her for anything. Meanwhile, the Ringmistress motioned with a hand, “presenting” the Ringmaster’s performance to the crowd as it looked like the man’s advances were keeping Darius on his toes.

Finally after feeling each other out, the Ringmaster went for a wide swing only for Darius to duck underneath and come up behind him where he started dishing out stiff kicks and palm strikes to the man’s head and body. They did well enough to catch the newcomer off guard as Darius ended the sudden combination he’d opened up with, performing a spinning back elbow and then a pele kick to the Ringmaster. The Ringmaster hit the mat and swiftly rolled out of the ring beside the Ringmistress as the crowd popped for the Son of the Damned. Darius wasted no time then, getting to his feet and running into the ropes where he came charging forward, only to spring off and backflip off the ropes on the other side, feigning a diving attack on the pair from the Chaos Circus. As he landed, he dropped down to sit in the center of the ring and motioned with his hands at the Ringmaster. ‘Bring it.’

Darius Crowley sat in place as he waited. At ringside, Vanita Thompson began to smirk a little as she watched her man play his own mind games. The Ringmaster slid back into the ring and Darius sprang up like a cat onto his feet. The Ringmaster just smirked wickedly as he looked to have been trying to slide in and catch Darius while he was vulnerable but Darius’ quickness impressed him. The two circled the mat again and this time they locked up, collar and elbow. Darius pushed against the Ringmaster, backing him into a corner until the referee tried to get in between them to break it up. The Ringmaster held his hands up, breaking first but as Darius went to break, the Ringmaster caught him in the eye, garnering a boo the fans as he grabbed Darius and threw him into the corner. Now the Ringmaster began to unload on Darius’ midsection with brutal boxing blows. He tried, too, for the head but Darius managed to get his guard up. Ringmaster whipped Darius across the ring into the corner and ran in, connecting with a forearm smash to the jaw before throwing him to the mat, rolling Darius into a situp position. The Ringmaster moved swiftly, running off the ropes and came sliding in with a stiff forearm and went for a cover.


Despite Darius kicking out, the Ringmaster got to his feet and turned in a circle, arms spread wide in a presentation to the booing crowd. He took a bow, much like that of an actual circus performer before turning his attention back to Darius and immediately throwing on a headlock to keep him down on the ground. As he cinched it in, the Ringmistress applauded him at ringside while Vanita Thompson attempted to encourage Darius to fight out of it. Darius stuck his arm up to show her and everyone else he wasn’t going down without a fight. Before the referee could check his arm, Darius got a foot braced on the mat and began pushing himself back up. The Ringmaster looked a little frustrated as he was made to stand with the man so he could maintain the hold. At the end, however, Darius twisted out of the headlock, catching the Ringmaster with an arm wringer. He yanked the man in, slamming his shoulder into his. Ringmaster faltered and Darius spun around for a spinning elbow. He caught the Ringmaster in the jaw, sending him back into the ropes. Ringmaster came off of the ropes and hit a discus clothesline that didn’t floor Darius but made him stagger. He came back with an attempt at a superkick but the Ringmaster caught it however Darius yanked his foot back and went for another superkick. This time, he aimed for the knee, knocking the Ringmaster down to proper level before he stepped back and ran in to hit a stiff bicycle knee right to the jaw. The crowd reacted emphatically from the SMACK that resounded before Darius Crowley covered the Ringmaster to go for a pinfall.


It was Darius, this time, who got the warning as he picked up the Ringmaster by the hair and pulled him to his feet. Darius immediately pulled the Ringmaster’s head down, setting him up for Straight Into Mordor but the Ringmaster got his head free and rocked Darius with a European Uppercut. As Darius stumbled, Ringmaster came off the ropes from the side and went for the first strike of the Final Act. Darius managed to clear the cobwebs just in time, however and duck under the arm. Ringmaster spun around and Darius Crowley came up, catching him with a Gamengiri that sent both men to the mat. Darius Crowley was the first one to stir, however and grabbed the Ringmaster, picking him up into a setup for the Straight Into Mordor again.

As Darius looked ready to follow through with the maneuver, something caught his attention in the front row. The camera jumped to where he was looking, revealing one of the clowns again. Black pants, black hoodie, creepy clown mask. Darius kept hold of the Ringmaster as he looked over at Vanita as if to make sure she was okay. Vanita nodded assuringly to him before she turned to look at another spot in the front row. Another individual in black pants and a black hoodie with a clown mask of a different design. As both Darius and Vanita looked around, numerous others appeared on the floor level of the audience; some standing on chairs to be seen. All in all, about ten of them appeared, scattered throughout the crowd.

All of a sudden, while Vanita and Darius were distracted by the clowns, the former was attacked from behind by AURORA LUNA OUT OF NOWHERE!! The wild woman coming over the barricade while Vanita had her back turned and just clobbered her with a forearm and went right into a ravenous onslaught of grounded shots. Right there with her, encouraging her was Carlton Walsh. Darius Crowley immediately let go of The Ringmaster and moved to try and get out of the ring but the referee stopped him, assuring him he would handle it. He was too focused on Darius to even see the Ringmistress slide in the Ringmaster’s cane into the ring to him.

But the referee turned back towards the attack going on at ringside that saw Vanita Thompson starting to fight back and throw shots at Aurora Luna while the referee stood outside, keeping Carlton Walsh back and trying to throw him from ringside. Back inside the ring, the Ringmaster had his cane and struck Darius in the back of the head with the metal tip, staggering him. He swiftly threw it to the mat behind him, close enough so the Ringmistress could grab it out of the ring. As Darius slumped to one knee, the Ringmaster picked him up, hooked his arms and lifted him up for his other finished known as the COME ONE, COME ALL!!! Cover!! The referee hurried back into the ring to count!


Roger Arden: Here is your winner….THEEEEEE RRRRRRINGMASTEEEEEER!!!!

Hanson: Well that’s no way to win a debut match but he doesn’t seem to care!

Augustino: Who are these clowns, Nicky?! They’re fucking creepy!

Hanson: I don’t know, but this doesn’t look good!

The camera caught Vanita Thompson just as she finally fended off Aurora Luna, dropping her with a forearm and immediately slid into the ring to tend to Darius Crowley. The Ringmaster stood outside of the ring, gloating with his arms out to the audience before making a hand motion. All at once, the ten clowns in black approached the barricade and stepped over to ringside. They carefully surrounded the ring, methodically climbing up onto the apron as Vanita helped Darius to his feet. Seeing themselves surrounded, Darius and Vanita stood back to back, preparing for what was inevitably going to be a fight. They looked around at all angles, looking to be communicating between each other.

As the clowns all started to get inside the ring, slowly at first, Vanita sprung forward, driving her boot into the clown’s head. Darius ran in on another that got in and clotheslined him right back over the ropes to the floor. This set the rest of the clowns off and they all rushed inside the ring, trying to get the jump on Darius and Vanita. Working together, however, the two started dropping clowns left and right. The two battling lovers were on an absolute tear as Vanita caught one clown with The Vain Shot. He went down. She grabbed a smaller built clown and delivered a violent Vain Halo to the man, slamming him to the mat. Darius ducked a wild swing from one clown and kicked him between the legs as he turned before grabbing him and sending him Straight Into Mordor!! As Darius stood back up, Vanita targeted another clown and caught him with a back elbow but to the notice of the crowd, he merely stumbled back as Vanita turned on the final couple of clowns of which had all been dropping like flies.

Augustino: OHH!! Vani fed that puto that one!

Hanson: He didn’t go down though!! Wait a minute...waaaaait a minute!

As Darius and Vanita continued to clear the ring of the Ringmaster’s cronies, the one clown that merely stumbled from Vanita’s stiff shot unzipped his hoodie and pulled it off, dressing down to a black tanktop, fatigues and combat boots. His toned arms said that he was definitely in shape. The crowd began to buzz with surprise and realization as the man reached up and pulled the clown mask off, only to reveal the familiar black and gold Hannya mask underneath with the gaping mouth.

Hanson: Wait a minute!!! WAIT A MINUTE!!!!

Augustino: That’s that puto Vani and Darius have been wanting to get their hands on, Nicky!!!!! He’s been right here the whole time!!

Hanson: Vanita, look out!!

Vanita caught one final clown with the Vain Shot before turning and having a second to register who was standing in front of her before--

WHOOOOOSH!

Red mist sprayed out from the gaping black mouth hole in the Hannya mask and caught Vanita in the eyes. She grabbed her face as she stumbled away right into a SPEAR from a recovered Aurora Luna!! Darius had a second to register the rage on his face and take a step towards the masked man when Havok appeared from the side of the camera angle, having come down the ramp and clobbered him with a double axe handle in the back. Darius stumbled forward right into a kick to the gut from the man in the Hannya mask. He tucked Darius’ head between his legs, brought up a hand and gave a thumbs down before delivering a devastating Destroyer style Piledriver to the Son of the Damned with authority!!

CROWD
OHHHHHHHH!!!

Hanson: What a piledriver from...from....this guy!!

Augustino: Who the...we see The Ringmaster, The Ringmistress, Carlton Walsh, Aurora Luna, and Havok. There, here comes Jim Reynolds. Havok’s manager. Who the fuck is this asshole?!

The masked man came up onto his knee in a stalker like pose, watching Darius for a moment before he craned his head up to see Havok and Jim Reynolds standing in front of him with the rest of the Chaos Circus getting into the ring. To the crowd’s surprise, Jim Reynolds looked at Havok and appeared to relay something before...extending his arm out with a fist and his thumb to the side. Havok mirrored the gesture, both men staring at the masked man. Havok nodded and Jim just gave his twisted little smile. The rest of the Chaos Circus looked on as the masked man extended his own fist out and held his thumb out before reaching up for his mask.

Augustino: Nicky? Whaaaat the hell are they…?

Hanson: That’s the old gesture for The Renegades, Miranda. But why are they---WHAT?!?!!??

Augustino: HOOOOOOOLY SHIT!!!!!

Hanson: WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!
The man pulled the Hannya mask off of his face and the crowd erupted into a roar as...TYSON LAW stood, returning the dying Renegade gesture to his two former comrades. A cold scowl on his face but with approval in his eyes as he nodded and glared at the audience. Here, the rest of the Chaos Circus moved in with Jim Reynolds and Carlton Walsh shaking hands with The Ringmaster while Tyson Law and Havok exchanged a fist bump.

Hanson: TYSON LAW!! TYSON LAW, MIRANDA!! HE’S BACK!!

Augustino: I can see that, Nicky!! Where the hell’s he been?!

Hanson: We haven’t seen him in weeks!

Augustino: He’s been a complete ghost! Even on twitter!

Hanson: And now here he is with this crew of maniacs. The Chaos Circus, ladies and gentlemen, has made another mark. They have sent another message!

The shot faded to a final commercial break of the Chaos Circus standing in its entirety over Darius Crowley and Vanita Thompson.


Roger Arden: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is your MAIN EVENT where the winners choose their stipulation going into Wrestle War. Introducing first…

Roger Arden: At a combined weight of two hundred sixty seven pounds...Jasmine "The Fanged Rose" Matthews...and...the NFW Women's Champion..."Darth Ganja" Sativa Nevaeh. THEEEEEE KIIIIIINGDOOOOOOOM!!!!!

Nick Hanson: Sativa was able to defend her title at our last huge event against Adrianna Salvatore …but she might have met her match as she will defending against Cherry Addams at Wrestle War.
Miranda Augustino: Well, she certainly has a hell of a partner in the Women’s World Champion tonight. She might be able to make that difference here tonight. Again, the Kingdom always seem to get their way around here. And this is a challenge that they can put in their corner by winning with each other tonight. The winning team WILL decide the stipulation for their upcoming matches.

Nick Hanson: This is a match that certainly does favor the Kingdom members going in. They have more of a history as a team.

Miranda Augustino: The Kingdom owns this place and tonight should be no different.

Roger Arden: And their opponents…
The ramp and stage fill up with fog as red strobe lights flicker through the fog for about fifteen seconds as the opening of "Warrior" by Disturbed plays. Eavan Maloney walks out in a long leather duster and steampunk goggles on her head, her hand above her eyes to look out at everyone. She is soon joined by Cherry next to her. As she walks down the ramp, she continues scouring the crowd, stoic, before sliding under the bottom rope and into the ring. She removes her duster and goggles and hands them to the referee before pulling on the ropes as she awaits her opponent. Cherry waits as well.

Roger Arden: And their opponents, Cherry Addams and the Silver Mountain Champion, Eavan Maloney!

Nick Hanson: The Silver Mountain Champion and Women’s title number one contender showing solidarity as they enter together to take on the Kingdom tonight.

Miranda Augustino: It doesn’t matter if they enter together, they got a tough mountain to climb against The Kingdom.

Nick Hanson: They are a champion and a challenger for a reason.


Sativa agrees to start for her team as Eavan insists to take the lead for hers. Both have a lot to lose during this match and are cautious to make the first strike, so they circle around each other before both going for the lock up. Eavan, having fought her way from the Women’s division to being an intergender competitor, immediately takes control, overpowering her opponent. She sends her to the ropes. Sativa bounces back and ducks a springboard elbow attempt. Sativa is back off the ropes as Eavan tries to recover and nails her with a dropkick. Eavan rolls out of the way and charges back at Sativa with a lariat attempt, but the Women’s champion performs a drop toe hold before quickly going in to tag her Kingdom partner.

Nick Hanson: The ladies of the Kingdom showing good team work in the early going here.

Miranda Augustino: Are you at all surprised about that? Of course the ladies who run this company are running this match.

The Fanged Rose is in and immediately charges at her Wrestle War opponent with lefts and fights. She sends her opponent to the corner turnbuckle and nails a running forearm on Eavan Maloney that sends a message to her upcoming opponent. Eavan stumbles forward before getting hit with knife edge chops by her opponent. Jasmine has a head of steam as she pulls up Maloney and goes for a Reverse diving DDT …Eavan reverses it into an evenflow DDT out of desperation to get herself back in the match.

Nick Hanson: Jasmine was making a great case for herself in the ring for a few seconds before Eavan busted out that desperation DDT.

Miranda Augustino: There’s that good old fashioned Gate Keeping that Eavan has been known for.

Nick Hanson: Oh, that is not true. She’s wrestling a match and keeping her challenger from upstaging her.

Miranda Augustino: Also, known as gate keeping!

Eavan immediately goes to tag in Cherry, who immediately looks over at Sativa before hitting Jasmine with a vicious backbreaker. Jasmine, somehow, kips back up, but Cherry rocks her back down with a spinebuster. She follows up with a running elbow drop to Jasmine’s chest, making a fine example of the Kingdom tonight. She pulls up Jasmine before holding her up in the hair then bringing her down in a stalling vertical suplex. She pulls her back up for a belly to back suplex. She tells Sativa to pay attention carefully to the way she is dismantling her opponent. It is a sign of things to come for her.

Nick Hanson:Cherry Addams making sure that Sativa knows what to expect from her in a few weeks. How can she not be the one walking out with the championship?

Miranda Augustino: Because she isn’t in the most important stable in modern wrestling.

With confidence, Cherry tosses Jasmine into the corner as Sativa immediately tags herself in, wanting a piece of Cherry for herself. Sativa bursts out of her corner with an attempt at a flying head scissors, but Cherry catches her and hits her with a powerbomb onto the mat. She pulls Sativa back up to her feet before hitting her with side Russian leg sweep. Wanting to put her out quickly, she hooks the leg.


Nick Hanson: Sativa almost steals this one from the champion.

Miranda Augustino: Sativa almost lost her chance to choose the stipulation right there.

Cherry pulls up her Wrestle War opponent and throws her into the ropes. Sativa is off the ropes and gets nailed with a big boot. Sativa flips in the air due to the power of the move. Cherry continues to go on the offensive before pulling her back up for a fisherman’s suplex. Eavan is in her corner, asking for the tag. Cherry obliges as the Silver Mountain Champion is back in and starts stomping on Sativa to make a name for herself as well. Eavan performs a springboard knee onto Sativa as she comes in with a ton of energy and the fans behind her. Eavan goes to the top rope as the fans cheer wildly for her. She launches herself off for the moonsault, but Sativa gets the knees up. Eavan holds her ribs in pain as Sativa comes to in the ring.

Nick Hanson: OOF! Eavan goes for that high risk, but Sativa got those knees up and she can take the stip choice right here.

Miranda Augustino: I wouldn’t be surprised if this ended right here, right now!

Sativa pulls her up and delivers a blitzed sunset flip powerbomb onto her opponent which takes away even more momentum from Maloney. It is Sativa’s turn to go to the top turnbuckle. As she climbs up, Jasmine tags herself in. Sativa nails the frogsplash on her opponent as Jasmine gets in the ring. She pulls up Maloney and immediately nails her with the spear in the center of the ring. She goes for the pin.


Nick Hanson: There is Cherry with that save, showing just how important this match is for both teams.

Miranda Augustino: But watch out, here comes Sativa

Sativa is out of her corner and launches herself at Cherry. She shits a crossbody that sends Cherry tumbling over the top rope and into the outside. With Cherry on the outside, recovering, Sativa flies over the top rope with Tope Suicida onto Cherry in the outside. She starts reeming her with mounted punches by the guard rail. Back inside the ring, Jasmine goes to pull up Eavan …but Eavan rolls her in to a school boy pinning attempt.


Nick Hanson: As chaos erupts outside the ring, Eavan manages to stay in this one and pulls out the surprise.

Miranda Augustino: That’s how quickly Eavan can end her in their title match if she doesn’t pay attention.

Jasmine, looks at her shocked that Eavan was able to surprise her so quickly. Eavan rolls away with smile, letting her know how quickly she was away from losing this match. Eavan then charges at Jasmine. Jasmine attempts a clothesline, but Maloney ducks it. She springboards off the ropes with a fling elbow and nails it this time. Jasmine is back up, Eavan goes for a kick, Jasmine catches it, but then Eavan rocks her with an enziguri in the center of the ring. Jasmine flies backwards, but Eavan is back on the offensive as she hits a thsez press before nailing Jasmine with mounted punches of her own. She pulls her back up before hitting her with an exploder suplex.

Nick Hanson: With a sign of things to come, Eavan is very much in control of Jasmine right now.

Miranda Augustino: She’s the Silver Mountain Champion for a reason here.

Eavan notices that Cherry is back up and tags her into the match. Cherry comes barreling at Jasmine, but Jasmine dodges it and hits her with a missile dropkick that sends her face first into the turnbuckle. She then hits her with the “kneel Peasant” manuever from the ropes that put her on her knees. Jasmine then performs a step up enziguri onto her opponent called the Bloodline. With a head of fire, Jasmine nails ANOTHER spear on her opponent.

Nick Hanson: Jasmine with an amazing come back on Cherry Addams as it looks like Sativa is about to back her up.

Miranda Augustino: This could be it right here!

With Sativa back in their corner, Jasmine nails her with the ICE COLD IN THE CENTER OF THE RING. Eavan attempts to intervene, but Sativa comes flying out of her corner with the hurricanrana. Jasmine makes the cover.


Roger Arden: Here are your winners, with the ability to chooses their matches for their Wrestle War Matches, Jasmine Mathews and Sativa Neveah!

Nick Hanson: After a great back and forth, The Kingdom is once again victorious here as they get to choose the stipulations for their individual matches.

Miranda Augustino: Of course, you should’ve known better. The Kingdom NEVER loses EVER! You’d think you wouldn’t have gotten so worked up over a result we knew would happen.