NFW Collision #59 - Washington, DC! 12/17/2019!

The camera sweeps high over the inside of the Capital One Arena. The Washington D.C audience roars deafeningly, almost drowning out the music with their cheers; throwing their signs up in the air.


We finally jump over to the announce table where Nick Hanson and Miranda Augustino sit ready to greet viewers of the broadcast. Nick sits in one of his suits while Miranda sits in her usual jeans, jacket, t-shirt and boots. Tonight, she’s kicked back in her chair, slumped down a bit, completely relaxed. In short, she’s doing what some people would call...well...

Nick Hanson: Good evening and welcome ladies and gentlemen, to New Frontier Wrestling’s weekly broadcast, Collision! This is our 59th episode - second to last of the year 2019 - it’s gonna be great! Welcome back to regular viewers; to those joining us for the first time, I’m Nick Hanson. I’ve got my lovely broadcast colleague, Miranda Augustino, right beside me and--- Miranda? Why are you sitting like that?

Miranda Augustino: It’s comfy, Nicky, sue me. You’re allowed to sit like this and manspread. Why can’t I?

Nick Hanson: ...I...don’t sit like that. Manspread? What are you…?

Miranda Augustino: Where y’all dudes sit like this with your crotch all out in the open. If y’all can do it, we can too.

Miranda flips the camera off and clicks her tongue. Nick Hanson rolls his eyes and just shrugs at the camera.

Nick Hanson: Well folks, let’s get right down to it. We’ve got our Television Championship matches happening, we’ve got Round 4 of a Best of 7 Series, and so much more. We’ve got our main event, Griffin Hawkins, the World Heavyweight Champion, teaming up with NFW newcomer, Charles O’Brien. They’ll be taking on number one contender to the Heavyweight Title, Anton Crowley and fellow House Crowley member, Iscariot XIII.

Miranda Augustino: Whoooo Papi!!!

Nick Hanson: Does Anton manspread, Miranda?

Miranda Augustino: He’s got an excuse. He got a chorizo the size of---

Nick Hanson: AAAAAAAAND LET’S GET THIS SHOW ON A ROLL, FOLKS!! Welcome to Tuesday Night Collision!!
The parking lot double doors swung open with gusto and the fans watching on the tron POP as Lash Donohue strode in confidently and the camera followed the fur coat-toting youngster as he made his way down the hall.

Lash Donohue: "It's a good night, y'all.."

Lash urged the camera to follow his viewpoint as he scanned the horizons while various superstars walked by. Griffin earned a quick POP as he threw up the horns while hurrying past.

Lash Donohue: "The rockers be rockin.”

Another POP arose as Super Tiger and Arley Kirk crossed the hall, giggling as they scampered back out of sight..

Lash Donohue: "The Pandas be panda-ing."

Lash finally reached his locker room, grinning as his gaze met with that of Angel Kash, who scowled bitterly and then stormed out of screen shot..

Lash Donohue: "The sluts be sluttin.”

There was a rumble of laughter as Lash shrugged and jerked the door open, propping it with his bag while he quickly scanned the sheet of paper on the wall..

Lash Donohue: "Hmmm. Blah blah-de-blah. Nope. I'm not even booked tonight. Why would..?"

Whatever questions may have been, Lash's train of thought is cut short by the sound of running feet and then the sound of multiple steel chair shots slamming against his head, dropping him to the concrete floor in a hurry, also eliciting a loud BOOO from the fans as they watch Dana Ellis and Angel Kash sneak in and positively destroy him with chairs. Angel Kash wailed as she unleashed a further succession of fast, brutal blows to the head of the unconscious man.

Dana Ellis: "Thank you, Angel. That will be enough.”

Angel couldn't resist one more swing. Dana calmly intercepted and returned Kash's arms to her side.

Dana Ellis: "I said enough.”

The fans BOOO as Angel growls something unintelligible about unfairness, yet Dana simply smiled and dragged her foot across the back of Lash's head.

Dana Ellis: "No need. We have thoroughly proven my point. Our point."

Angel looked to Dana in confusion and Dana grabbed a handful of Lash's dreadlocks, yanking his unconscious head back before allowing it to slam naturally back to the concrete. Angel smirked.

Dana Ellis: "The ones with the loudest mouths are always the most closed-minded. This one.."

Angel chuckled evilly as Dana punted Lash in the ribs HARD, yet still not getting any movement from the prone youngster.

Dana Ellis: "Is a particularly disgusting specimen. A chauvinist pig. An abuser. A violent sadomasochistic brute who only cares about Lash Donohue! On top of all of that, the definition of male thot! And all of that has been enabled and encouraged on our screens for way too long!"

Dana punted Lash in the back of the head with her last word.

Angel Kash: "Geddim Dana! About time someone made an example of the creeps in our sport!"

Dana Ellis: "He won't hear what I have to say now, and frankly he needs to. I swear, I feel like stapling this to his forehead!"

Dana retrieved a large white envelope and shook her head as she simply tossed it down next to him.

Angel Kash: "He'll like it.."

Dana Ellis: "Don't I know it! Hey.."

Dana spat at the prone Lash Donohue, and Angel chuckled as it landed right between his shoulders..

Dana Ellis: "The writing's on the wall, asshole.."

Dana and Angel both grimaced while the fans let them have it. Angel walked out and Dana slammed the door behind them before the scene faded out.
Roger Arden: Ladies and gentlemen this is your opening contest. It is scheduled for one fall and it is Best of 7 Series Matchup!

"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.

Roger Arden: Her opponent! 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.


As the bell rang and Nishiki and Cane circled, both appeared to be mouthing off and getting under each other's skin when finally, Nishiki landed a hard right which was quickly responded to in kind by Cane. The two women hyped the fans by trading hard blows back and forth until Masami leapt up to throw it all behind a flying forearm, yet Lluvia used the momentum to transition into a rough snapmare followed by a neckbreaker!

Nick Hanson: OH!! Beautiful counter by Lluvia Cane and she takes Masami Nishikiyama down!

Miranda Augustino: Niiiiiiice, mamacita!

Cane went for her Torch of blame, yet Masami hastily kicked her away. Refusing to be outdone, Lluvia held on and attempted a figure four leg lock yet Nishiki kicked her away with double the strength she had in the previous attempt, sending Cane sprawling backward. Nishiki wasted no time, letting out a roar as she went for a sliding clothesline on a kneeling Cane, but the fans let out a cheer as Lluvia caught her, ducked under and sent her head into the mat with a violent short DDT! Cover!

Nick Hanson: Cane gets this and the score is tied!


Masami got the shoulder up, and Cane dropped the leg before going for another pin attempt!


Kick out by Masami! Cane smacked the mat in frustration before she took an arm and roughly dragged her opponent back to a vertical base. Lluvia signalled for the Alabama slam and doubled Nishiki over, yet was met with a furious series of elbows to the stomach and sternum for her trouble. Nishiki broke free, clutching Cane around the waist looking for a gutwrench suplex but Cane landed on her feet! Lluvia Cane spins back around! ANGELIC R...no! Masami ducked underneath! She has her prone and dazed, she's got the full nelson in! Lluvia fought desperately to claw her way out, but she was eventually worn down, taken overhead and dumped with a vicious NISHIKI DRIVER! Masami collapsed on top of Cane for the cover..


Nick Hanson: WOW!!!

Miranda Augustino: NO WAY!!!

Roger Arden: Here is your winner...The Queen of Brawn Style...MASAMI...NISHIKIIIIIIYAMAAAAA!!!

Nick Hanson: An absolutely DOMINANT victory! Masami Nishikiyama picks up another win in this best of 7 series and the pressure is really on Lluvia Cane now!

Miranda Augustino: No kidding! Nishiki leads 3 to 1 now! Masami needs one more victory to take it all. Lluvia Cane needs to get three straight wins in a row if she wants to win!

Nick Hanson: Can she do it?!

Miranda Augustino: We’ll have to see!!

Killswitch Engage’s “Hate By Design” continues to fill the arena as Masami Nishikiyama holds up her fist while her other hand holds the back of her neck and she smiles coldly through a grimace. Lluvia Cane departs up the ramp, looking frustrated and dejected. She feels the pressure on her now and knows how much more difficult it’s gonna be for her to come out on top. In the ring, Masami looks into the camera, holding up three fingers then dropping them down to one. She’s got three wins. She needs one more. We cut backstage then….

NFW backstage Interview Area, the room is dim with lights highlighting the NFW Logo screen, an anonymous man works on the camera as another stands waiting. A knock on the door and it opens slightly and Charles O’Brien pokes his head in.

Charles: Hey is this the backstage interview area?

Man: Yes, I see you finally found us we missed you at the last show. So glad you could join us.

The man sounds sarcastic as Charles walks in and seems to not even notice the man's tone.

Charles: Well you know I asked some guy last week and he pointed me in the wrong direction and then I found catering and then they called me to prepare for my match….

Charles turns and sees the Interviewer roll his eyes and realizes that he was being sarcastic and he stops short.

Charles: Oh I see well anyway I am here now and ready to do this so shall we get started or would you like to continue to roll your eyes and make snide comments and piss off the head guys because you did not interview the newest signing for NFW?

The interviewer starts to open his mouth and stops, nodding to Charles to take a step in front of the screen. Charles moves and stands getting ready a smile crosses his face as the camera man moves into position and the interviewer gives the sign they are recording.

Interviewer: So We have one of the newest signings with NFW here Charles O’Brien who made a huge impact last week by winning a battle royal against 7 other new signings with NFW 4 of them members of House Crowley. You seemed to work well with others in the match but in the end you faced off against two members of Crowley’s little entourage and not just any 2 but Leviathan and Iscariot. When you stood in that ring facing those two men did you think you had any chance of winning?

Pausing a moment the smile still on Charles face he looks at the camera before speaking.

Charles: You know first before I answer that I want to say how great it is to be here in D.C tonight and how amazing it is to be a member of NFW. Last week was a chance to prove myself to everyone out there and honestly to prove that I was ready for this as well. So when I stepped in that ring I knew it was going to be a fight but thankfully there were some amazing people in that ring who had my back. Ebony and Ian came out with a game plan to divide and conquer and thanks to them we were able to whittle House Crowley down. Now to answer the question you asked when I turned and realized just who stood across from me I can admit that doubt entered my mind for like 2.5 seconds and then I did what I have been training to do and what I have been dying to do.

I fought, I swallowed that doubt and I fought, against the odds and against the monsters that Crowley has brought. I won that match and honestly that was one of the most amazing feelings ever.

Moving his body seems to come alive as he stands there, a energy fills the room and Charles just seems to be a live wire.

Man: Well you certainly seemed to have impressed someone in management because not only did you win a shot for the TV Title but tonight you team with The Heavyweight Champion Griffin Hawkins to take on Crowley and Iscariot in the Main Event Tag Team Match. Do you feel that having this kind of pressure on you will affect you in anyway?

Charles: You know I was so excited when this match was announced, the fact that I was getting to team up with one of the Greats in our sport. Griffin Hawkins has Been a Champion across many companies and he has done what I aim to do in this business. I honestly did not for a moment think about the pressure all I thought of was that this was another chance, another opportunity to prove myself and to do so in the Main Event with the likes of Griffin Hawkins and Crowley just makes this a perfect night.

I am excited for tonight and the fact that I am confident we will walk out with a win, I mean how can Crowley expect to beat the Great Griffin Hawkins and the man who took out his monster last week? Now I am not trying to sound cocky or overconfident no I am just going in there and going to give every last thing I have in that match. This is exciting and I will be honest I am looking forward to it but there is one thing that even tonight's match can not even come close to…

The room pauses and waits a few moments and the camera man is the one that finally breaks the silence.

Cameraman: GOOD GOD MAN WHAT IS IT…..sorry.

Charles laughs and shakes his head.

Charles: Ok ok I was just going to say that I have the inside scoop on the big new NFW announcement, and that is …… Poutine …. That's right the big scoop is that NFW is going to have Poutine in catering and I will say that is super exciting.

The interviewer groans as the cameraman laughs, and Charles smiling turns and just walks out the door.

Roger Arden: The following is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first…
As the opening riff of The Used's "Pretty Handsome Awkward" comes on through the arena speakers, the arena lights dim out ad the video wall comes to life with a countdown followed by flashing words on the screen.


As the opening lyrics rip throughout the arena, a shot of DragonBall Z's Goku throws a Kamehameha at the viwers and the entryway lights up with multicolored lights and the video wall switches to a highlight reel that goes back and forth between clips of various video gameplay and anime footage. Everything from Mortal Kombat, Call of Duty, Battlefield, Skyrim, Mario, Golden Axe, Grand Theft Auto, Battletoads gameplay to action clips of DBZ, Elfen Lied, Ninja Scroll, Hellsing etc -- and then footage of Kat Cage and Sammi Belmont in previous matches hitting their big spots from their arsenals.

As this goes on, The Skillz Vendorz come running and jumping out from the curtain. More specifically, Katrina Cage runs out first, followed by Sammi Belmont. Katrina does a silly, playful bow to the audience and as she does, Sammi Belmont runs and leapfrogs over her. She lands and spins, full of energy, yelling to the crowd. Her and Kat come to stand side by side. They nod to each other with big smiles and mimic the DragonBall Fusion Dance pose. Multicolored pyro goes off on the stage and the two start down the ramp.

Your dream vacation
Small hostage refuge
A work in progress
You bleed just like you puke while running a mile
I beg to differ
Make me an offer
Warm summer rain
You bleed just like you puke while running a mile

Kat Cage and Sammi Belmont come down the aisle, each taking a side where they happily high five and slap hands of fans in the front row. At the end of the ramp, they come together where Kat climbs up to the apron and gets into the ring. She climbs the turnbuckle as Sammi gets a running start along the side of the ring and athletically jumps up onto the apron to the parallel turnbuckle. Sammi grabs the ropes and hops over, skillfully landing on the middle turnbuckle where her and Kat repeat the Fusion Dance pose. As they do, spotlights shine down on them both.

Hey, are you okay?
You look pretty low
Very handsome awkward
Do you feel okay?
You look pretty low
Very handsome awkward

Both girls then climb down from the turnbuckles and meet in their corner, high fiving, fist bumping, dapping one another before removing their entrance gear and waiting for the match to start.

Roger Arden: …weighing in at a combined weight of two hundred fifteen pounds …Katrina Cage and Sammi Belmont …The Skillz Vendorz!

Nick Hanson: After a long week of twitter wars, The Skillz Vendorz are entering the ring wanting to get some pay back on their opponents tonight, Angel Kash and Dana Ellis.

Miranda Augustino: Pay back for what? Nobody forced them to support harm towards a woman on the internet. Nobody told them to start talking about wanting to eliminate people. Nobody told them to do community as a poor attempt to show they are “good people.” And nobody told Katrina to play the race card. That was all their choice to do. So …essentially, they want pay back for them making asses of themselves on social media.

Nick Hanson: No. They are wrestlers and not into politics. Dana got them on politics and they said some things that were taken WAY out of context. Tonight is about WRESTLING, not about whatever weird social cause Dana wants to make this about.

Miranda Augustino: They still made asses of themselves and you have to believe that weighs heavy on their minds tonight.

Nick Hanson: Well, the fans don’t seem to care.

Roger Arden: And their opponents..,
The fans begin to boo loudly as "Superficial" by Heidi Montag hits over the public address system.

It aint that easy, it aint that easy

it aint that easy, but it aint so hard

It aint that easy, it aint that easy

it aint that easy, but it aint so hard

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

Hoppin' out the maserati

All I see is paparazzi

Snapping pictures for the

Front cover of a magazine

So I pose in everything I wear

Love to make the people stare

Always center of attention

Lookin' so bootylicious

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

Roger Arden: First, weighing in at one hundred thirty pounds, and currently residing in the Hamptons … “The Trillion Dollar Princess” Angel Kash!

Nick Hanson: Angel Kash has found herself with an ally tonight in Dana Ellis as they both don’t only have problems with our current management, but also were part of an attack on Lash Donohue tonight.

Miranda Augustino: It looks like these two women who have absolutely nothing in common have at least found common enemies.

Nick Hanson: And that list grows with The Skillz Vendorz over the last week.

Roger Arden: And her partner…
Kingdom's cover of "Fight Song" hits the P.A as fans boo the arrival of the lone Woke Warrior of NFW. Dana Ellis enters the stage in a beautiful black gown with prestige and authority. She is a fighter and isn't going to allow some man keep her from the gold as she enters with a look of determination. She holds up her arms for people to admire her superior feminism. She struts down to the ring, making sure to admonish any male fan who would doubt her ability in the ring ...or objectify her. Miss Ellis to you enters the ringside area, looks at a young female fan, kneels over and lets her know that she can be anything she wants. She then turns a young male fan tells him that he was born to be predator. She turns back to the ring, climbs up the steel steps before entering between the middle and top rope. A few men whistles at her as she rolls her eyes and looks completely annoyed. Dana holds her arms out in the middle of the ring as the fans, both men and women alike, boo her arrogance.

Roger Arden: …from Hollywood, California and weighing in at a one hundred twenty one pounds … “The Woke Warrior” Dana Ellis!

Nick Hanson: This is a woman who grates on everybody, but has seen nothing but success so far in the company. The Skillz Vendorz want to take her down a peg.

Miranda Augustino: Unfortunately, all that did was let Dana get in their head. And the thing is that she is typically right about everything she is saying.

Nick Hanson: No, she isn’t.

Miranda Augustino: Yes. She is. Some people just don’t want to hear it though.


The bell rings as Angel Kash starts out for her team, as Sammi Belmont is out to rep for hers. The two immediately lock up with Belmont gaining the strength advantage and sending Angel to the ropes. Sammi nails her with a hurricanrana that sends Angel to the other side of the ring. Angel gets up and begins to pout about not being given enough time to get offense. Sammi locks up with her again, and once again, Sammi gets the upperhand and sends Angel into the turnbuckle.

Nick Hanson: The Vendorz are out of the gate running and taking it to Kash here thus far. Perhaps maybe they had a point about her in ring skills.

Miranda Augustino: They are just overcompensating for the terrible things they said. Angel is an in ring veteran with several matches under her belt.

Nick Hanson: How many wins?

Miranda Augustino: I can’t tell you that.

Sammi runs at Kash with a running elbow, but Angel moves out of the way and Sammi collides with the turnbuckle. Angel immediately nails her with a running bulldog. She then gets her with a standing hair pull, taunting Katrina Cage while she is at it. Katrina tells her to bring it, but Angel goes back to the hair pull. The referee makes her break it. She pulls Sammi up and rakes her back before knocking her back down with a clothesline. She immediately heads to her corner and tags in Dana Ellis, who immediately gets boo’ed by the fans.

Nick Hanson: For as much as these fans hate Angel Kash, they despise Dana Ellis even more.

Miranda Augustino: She’s just misunderstood. She just trying to help them.

Ellis circles around Sammi and points to both of the Vendorz. She urges the fans to “boo them for their comments on twitter.” Instead, someone throws a plastic bottle that hits her right in the center of the forehead. She turns and starts admonishing whoever threw the bottle. This gives Sammi enough time to heal up. She spins Dana around and hits her with a dropkick that sends Dana backwards. Dana springs back up, but Sammi springboards off the ropes with a forearm that sends Dana back down to the mat. Despite the recent controversy, the fans are seemingly behind the Vendorz. They cheer even louder as Sammi tags in Katrina Cage.

Nick Hanson: And Ellis gets what she deserves for trying to lead the fans against the Vendorz.

Miranda Augustino: She doesn’t deserve any of the hate she gets. She is just trying to make the world a better place.

Katrina, who has a major axe to grind with Dana Ellis, immediately starts stomping on her ribs. She pulls her up by the hair and whips her into the corner. She nails her with two double knees that forces Dana to fall on her butt. Katrina backs up and calls for the Bronco Buster. As she runs to the corner, Angel Kash, who is in that corner, hits her with a thumb to the eye, giving Ellis enough time to get out of the way. Dana nails her with a snap suplex that takes the wind, and the momentum, out of her opponent. She pulls her back up before nailing her with a backbreaker.

Nick Hanson: Angel Kash makes the assist as Dana takes advantage and takes over this match.

Miranda Augustino: Are you surprised. As hated as she might be, she has proven to be fairly dominant when the bell rings.

Dana sends her opponent to the turnbuckle before working her over with corner stomps and yelling at her that apologies are not enough in this day in age. Dana then takes Katrina Cage to the top turnbuckle. She is going for a move, but Cage starts nailing her with rights and lefts. Dana is forced off the top turnbuckle, but lands on her feet. It looks like Katrina is about to jump off the turnbuckle, but Angel runs to the corner and rakes her back. This gives Dana enough time to hop back onto the turnbuckle and hit the top rope frankensteiner she calls the Sarkeesian Drop. Katrina lands in the center of the ring as Dana hooks the leg.


Nick Hanson: Sammi just barely save her partner there after that brutal Sarkeesian Drop.

Miranda Augustino: …a move named after a great woman who fights against injustice every day of her life. Have you seen the feminist frequency?

Nick Hanson: No.

Miranda Augustino: You should. Anita Sarkeesian has some interesting things to say about video games.

Nick Hanson: Please stop…

Miranda Augustino: What? I’m just talking about Anita Sarkeesian. Why are you so triggered by her?

Nick Hanson: Any time she is discussed anywhere, drama happens.

Miranda Augustino: Oh, you mean like the time the Vendorz advocated the terrorizing of that great woman?

Nick Hanson: You need to stay off of Dana’s twitter feed.

Angel is immediately out of her corner and spears Sammi as Dana pulls herself back up. Katrina also tries to get up, but that last move took a lot out of her. Dana charges at Katrina, but she springs back to life with a desperation shoulder tackle that sends Dana down to the mat. Katrina starts nailing her with mounted punches. She pulls Dana back up before hitting her with an evenflow DDT. Katrina hops up to the top turnbuckle and hits her with a moonsault and immediately hooks the leg.


Nick Hanson: Ellis just BARELY gets the shoulder up as Kat is looking to get some retribution here.

Miranda Augustino: No. She was playing possum. She is SO in their heads tonight.

Katrina gets back to her feet and immediately bounces off the ropes and hits a crossbody on Ellis. She rolls off her. Ellis gets to her feet, but she nails her with a swinging DDT. Sammi has finally made it back to her corner and Katrina immediately tags her in to tangle with Ellis. Dana gets back to her feet, but the Vendorz nail her with stereo dropkicks that knock her back down. When Dana gets back to her feet, the two nail her with the Zerg Rush that sends her back down to the mat. Katrina goes back into her corner, leaving Sammi to finish the hated Dana Ellis.

Nick Hanson: The Vendorz showing some great team work that I don’t think anyone here can deny. They certainly deserve a shot at the titles sometime in the future.

Miranda Augustino: Why?

Nick Hanson: Because they are a good tag team who always go out there and put on a good performance just like they are right now.

Sammi pulls Dana up and hits her with an atomic drop before whipping her into the corner turnbuckle. She then does a back handspring elbow. Dana follows forward as she springboards off the ropes with a bulldog to Miss Ellis. The fans are once again showing their support for the Skillz Vendorz despite the controversy. Sammi pulls her back up and hits her with a dropkick to the knee and follows that up with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Dana struggles to get back up, but Sammi, motivated by Dana’s twitter gaslighting, doesn’t give her a chance as she performs a drop toe hold on her. As Dana struggles to get up, Sammi goes to the top rope. She is about to launch herself off for a shooting star press, but Angel runs along the apron and pulls Sammi’s leg out from under her. She hits the turnbuckle HARD. Dana immediately springs up to the turnbuckle. Katrina goes to stop Angel, but Kash clotheslines her off the apron. However, Jacob Striker is on the outside and catches her in his arms. They share a glance at each other. She smiles and he nods before he puts her back up on the apron.

Nick Hanson: With Jacob Striker at the ringside with them, he makes the save for Katrina Cage.

Miranda Augustino: Oh, isn’t that cute. A woman who needs a man’s assistance.

Nick Hanson: He is just out here for moral support and was in the right place at the right time.

Dana joins the downed Sammi on the top turnbuckle. She immediately hits her with a brainbuster onto the ringpost that she calls the Weinstein Crusher. Sammi crumples onto the mat as Dana immediately hooks the leg.


Nick Hanson: Dana with another signature move to Cage that almost gets her the win.

Miranda Augustino: That should’ve put her away. The Vendorz just need to give up and go back to their boyfriends.

Dana is clearly upset here as that should’ve been it. This one should’ve been over with that move. Katrina backs into her corner as Dana seethes in anger before going to her corner to tag in Angel Kash, who immediately tosses Sammi Belmont into the corner turnbuckle. She gives the audience a charming smile as she chokes Sammi with her boot. After a few seconds, the referee makes Angel break it up. Sammi slumps over, but Kash punts her in the head, making her fall to the mat. Kash pulls her up and NAILS her with the Buy Out! She goes to cover her.


Nick Hanson: Angel Kash nails the buy out but the Skillz Vendorz haz too much fight to give up that easy. They are one of the best tag teams wrestling today.

Miranda Augustino: Then where are their titles?

Nick Hanson: Give them time.

Miranda Augustino: Sorry, but time is up!

Angel immediately starts throwing a fit that she didn’t get the pin and starts yelling at the referee for not calling the match fairly. Dana yells at her to focus back on her opponent, but Angel just screams at the referee in great anger. However, when she turns around she gets hit with a drop toe hold that sends Angel leaning on the second rope. Sammi nails her with a 619 that sends Angel backwards onto the mat. She springboards off the ropes and hits a Dragonrana on her. She immediately goes to her corner and tags in Katrina.

Nick Hanson: And this is why I say that the Vendorz are an underrated tag team that deserves more shots. These two women work so well together.

Miranda Augustino: They support death threats, they don’t deserve anything.

Katrina runs at Kash who is getting to her feet …then Kat drops into splits before punching Angel right in the crotch. Angel holds herself before Katrina hits her with sliced bread number 2. Kash is laid out in the center of the ring, unable to tag in her partner as the Vendorz are in complete control here. Kat pulls her up and sends her to the ropes and makes her fall back to the mat with another beautiful dropkick. Angel tries to come to, but Kat nails her with a pele kick that sends her backwards. Kat charges at her again, but Angel ducks as Katrina gets caught up in the ropes. Angel starts stomping on her ribs as Dana holds her hand out for the tag. Angel obliges as Dana dropkicks the ribs of Katrina, forcing her onto the mat. The two whip Katrina into the turnbuckle Angel whips Dana into Katrina before she nails a shoulder tackle. Angel is about to go back into her corner …but instead runs to the Vendorz corner and tackles Sammi off the apron onto the outside for good measure.

Nick Hanson: And Angel with the cheap shot to get the upper hand. That is the only way these two women can do that.

Miranda Augustino: The referee has his eyes on Kash now. She is getting scorned for it. Quit your bellyaching.

Nick Hanson: Yes, but look at Dana!

The referee is distracted by this as Dana pulls something out from her dress, adjusts it around her hand …and then punches Katrina into the forehead with it. Dana tosses the brass knuckles out of the ring as the referee comes back. Katrina falls hard to the mat as it looks like the word “cancelled” are engraved on her forehead. Dana, with ease, puts on the Glass Ceiling submission as Katrina desperately tries to fight out of it, despite just getting hit with a foreign, but still a U.S citizen, object.

Nick Hanson: NO! Dana just used the brass knuckles to engrave the word cancel into the forehead of Katrina.

Miranda Augustino: She deserves it for what she said.

Nick Hanson: No she doesn’t and now she is struggling in that deadly submission move. But here comes Sammi!

Katrina is about to get to the ropes, but Ellis pulls her backwards. Outside the ring, Sammi sprints to her rescue, but Angel Kash has grabbed the ring bell and NAILS her with it, forcing her down to the ground.

Nick Hanson: NO! Angel lays out Sammi with that ring bell. There is no save. Katrina is locked in that move.

Miranda Augustino: And you call them the most underrated tag team? Look how easily Kash and Ellis are taking them out.

Nick Hanson: After using A LOT of foreign objects to do it.

Inside the ring, Katrina struggles in the modified Boston Crab, but she is nowhere near the ropes and her partner cannot make the save. She has no choice, but to tap out or risk major injury. The referee calls for the bell.


Roger Arden: Here are your winners …”The Woke Warrior” Dana Ellis and “The Trillion Dollar Princess” Angel Kash!

Nick Hanson: A great showing by the Vendorz tonight. They really made a case for themselves tonight in a hard fought match.

Miranda Augustino: But they still lost to the superior tag team proving to be quite the force tonight.

Nick Hanson: Yes, but it was after A LOT of dirty tricks on the part of Ellis and Angel.

Dana throws down Kat after breaking the hold as an ecstatic Angel Kash joins her in the ring. The referee attempts to raise the arms of Kash, but Kash pulls his peasant arm away from her and instead she raises her arm with Ellis over their first victory as a team. Katrina rolls to the outside as Jacob Striker checks on her. She is clearly seething after tapping out and having the word “Cancelled” engraved on her forehead. Outside the ring, Sammi sits along the barricade, upset over their loss to this newly formed team. Striker begins to walk both ladies to the back as Ellis and Kash continue to celebrate.

Miranda Augustino: And the superior team celebrates. I hope Miss Santiago is watching this. They are going to take down any person she puts in their way.

Nick Hanson: No …look who is jumping the barricade. IT IS LASH DONOHUE!

However, their celebrating is cut short as Lash Donohue runs out from the crowd, jumps the barricade, and immediately slides into the ring. He charges at Dana Ellis, upset over the assault they did to him backstage, and starts nailing her with kicks to the cut. Soon, Angel Kash pulls him back by the hair and starts slapping him. He laughs at her attempts before head butting her in the nose. She immediately starts to spout blood as she holds onto her nose for dear life. Lash then pulls her legs out from under her before hitting her with mounted punches.

Nick Hanson: Angel might need ANOTHER nose job after that shot. Donohue is getting revenge here tonight on their heinous attack.

Miranda Augustino: Lash needs to be cancelled, right here, right now! He is ruining their moment.

Dana is back up to her feet …but Lash hits her with a spinebuster. He is not going to either lady walk away here without some justice being served. Unfortunately, as he is hammering on Ellis, Angel grabs Donohue and puts him in the Priceless, despite her nose just getting busted open. He struggles in the move and looks like he is about to get out of it until Ellis knees him in the groin and hits him with an elbow smash. Now he is caught in the Priceless Clutch as it looks like he is fading fast.

Nick Hanson: And despite the efforts on the part of Lash, the numbers game comes into play.

Miranda Augustino: Serves him right for the harassment that Dana had to deal with at his hands.

However, a female figure comes running out from behind the curtain. The fans cheer as Cali-Kate bursts into the ring. Nobody expected to see her. Dana attempts to stop her, but she nails her with a Geek Chic Kick that sends her down to her ass. Angel drops Lash from her hold and goes to side line Kate, but she gets a Geek Chic Kick as well. Dana goes to attack, but Lash tackles her back down to the mount starts hammering her with punches.

Nick Hanson: CALI-KATE IS HERE! SHE IS GETTING REVENGE ON ANGEL KASH AND HELPING LASH DONOHUE TONIGHT!

Miranda Augustino: She has no business here.

Nick Hanson: Maybe she is just as sick as Dana as everybody else is. Also, her and Angel have quite the history.

Angel is back up, but Cali-Kate nails her with a Titl-a-Whirl DDT! Angel Kash slides out of the ring as Lash pulls Dana back up and nails her with a Bury-Go-Round. Angel Kash pulls Dana out of the ring as Cali-Kate helps Donohue up and makes sure he is okay. Angel holds up Dana as they back up the ramp as Cali-Kate and Lash Donohue stand side by side in the ring. There is a long stare down between the two groups as Kash and Dana back up and retreat.

Nick Hanson: Lash Donohue and Cali-Kate are standing tall against these two women who seem to have a problem with everyone and everything in the NFW. It might be an uneasy alliance, but they will stand up against these two bullies.

The fans were vocalizing their outrage as footage from the ring faded, and then they suddenly tore the roof off the place as Kawaii Trash Pandas GO backstage footage quickly replaced it. We can see Tiger and Arley in their street clothes, standing and watching the footage unfold..

Arley Kirk: "Well THAT was a load of mothershitting bullfuck!"

Super Tiger: "Hey, language Arley grrrl ya want to get us cancelled?!"

Laughter and an agreement POP boomed from the fans as Super Tiger clenched her fists and let out a deep sigh while Arley Kirk paced anxiously, running her hands through her blonde mane in frustration.

Super Tiger: "I cannot help but feel bad for Skillz Vendorz, Arley-san!"

Arley Kirk: "Damn it, you know what? I can't either, Tiggy-san. We have to do something about this injustice! We just gotta!"

The fans are still loud, although they are sounding just as confused as ST appears.

Super Tiger: "But what, stoopid coyote?!"

A rumble of crowd laughter echoed, but Arley simply snapped her fingers as an idea hit her.

Arley Kirk: "ST, ya remember last week when we won the chance to face Bloody Fairytale for the gold at WrestleWar, right?"

KTPG beam proudly for a second as they can hear the place erupt for them from where they are standing. Tiger nodded calmly, cocking her head slightly to the side.

Arley Kirk: "That was HARD, right?"

Super Tiger: "Hai, but what just happened was hard to watch.."

Arley Kirk: "Yuh! Exactly! So I was just thinking.."

Super Tiger: "Don't hurt yourself thinking too hard, AK!"

Another rumble of laughter echoed as Arley put her hands on her hips and smirked.

Arley Kirk: "No! I mean what do you say to maybe going and finding us some Skillz Vendorz, giving them and the fans a tag team match they can be freakin' proud of?!"

Tiger nodded slowly, stroking her chin as the fans cheered for Arley's words..

Arley Kirk: "And whaddya say to making it interesting, Tigger? Whaddya say to taking our WrestleWar opportunity and putting it all on the line?!"

The fans went crazy for this tidbit, and ST visibly frowned! Arley failed to notice, her shoulders heaving as she paced once more.

Arley Kirk: "Women's tag wrestling, as it s.."

The fans were shocked and then hysterical as Tiger grabbed Arley and slapped her good across the cheek and across the other one for good measure!

Super Tiger: "Stoopid coyote!!!"

Arley looked kind of dejected as Tiger 'playfully' shoved her hard enough to nearly knock her over. The fan reaction became a little mixed..

Super Tiger: "I was gonna say that! Why don't cha ever let a grrrl get a word in?!"

The fans roared approval and Arley beamed once more as Tiger stuck out her fists.

Super Tiger: "Hai grrrl!"

The fans joined in loudly as Arley enthusiastically bumped her fists against them and then playfully shoved ST back!

Arley Kirk: "Yuh grrrl! So let's freakin' do eet! Skillz Vendorz, we couldn't bear, Tiger or Coyote what we was lookin' at, so The Pandas is coming atcha! Player 2 - insert coin when ready!"

Arley winked and Tiger beamed underneath her mask. They both looked right at the camera and each of them proudly raised a fist before they engaged in a playful shoving match while the scene faded and the broadcast flipped to another segment.
Our cameras open up in the boiler room where we see Starlight preparing for her match with Danni Anderson. As she throws fists at the air, one Tink Evermore circles around her, talking into her ear. Tink is smoking a joint as she speaks to her client who seems nothing but focused going into her big re-match with an opponent from long ago.

Tink Evermore: So, um, tonight, you have yourself a chance to make it all ago away. You know what has been haunting you since your beginnings in NFW. The losses that have followed you around, that snuffed out your lit joint. Tonight, man, is your chance at cold hard redemption at a woman who uses her win against you to build herself up. When you go in the ring, you can’t forget that. You crushed Layla Aishe last week, but that is a baby Yoda sized serving compared to what you are facing: a woman who has clout over you n’ stuff.

Starlight continues to throw fists into the air as Tink takes a puff of her joint and continues psyching her client up.

Tink Evermore: She wants to talk about YOU underestimating her, but it is the other way around. She is underestimating YOU. She tweets to you like it is eight months ago. You are, like, NOT the woman she faced and pinned. You are not the cake walk she is expecting. This is a DIFFERENT Starlight. You are not going to put up with her shit and taking you lightly. You are not going to, like, listen to her pat Layla on the back, telling her she did good. Layla didn’t do good …she didn’t get a single move in. You saw to that. And she, like, totally refuses to see you as a person who can end her career if you wanted to. She, like, needs to see you as the threat you are. And she is allowing herself to totally feel that way because she got a win over you MONTHS ago. Tonight you re-write that.

Starlight puts her fists down as Tink continues to circle around before putting out her joint with her boot. She gets up right to the side of her face.

Tink Evermore: You’re going into the Silver Rush Rumble with a streak and she stands in the way of that streak. It doesn’t matter if they are Angel Kash or Adrianna Salvatore, you are going to so TOTALLY smash through them to that title shot, so the Silver Mountain Champion has a REAL challenge …and the best is that they won’t even so you coming. You still aren’t a blip on their radar, but you should be. Tonight, you’ll get your redemption and still they will deny. You will not be denied in the Silver Rush Rumble will you? Will you be denied, like, tonight?

Tink looks at her as Starlight responds.

Starlight: We will not be denied at anytime. We will take down any threats that Tink points out because that is what we are to do. Silver Time Rumble, Danielle Anderson, you are the next threats.

A very stoned Tink Evermore nods at her client’s words as she continues.

Starlight: We are going to show you that the domination of Layla, was just the beginning. Danielle, we know you’ve faced us before, but the monster, that you faced then is not the monster you will be facing now. The broken are the ones who will be the one who will find us, then you like her will be understanding of the pain that we follow. She still has never gotten over the black mist to the face, and it will continue to burn you.

Starlight cracks her knuckles as she continues to speak. Tink has a very pleased reaction on her face as Starlight is pumped.

Starlight: Danielle, We are coming, we are the Horseman of Fury, and tonight you will find that out the hard way.

With that Starlight punches one of the boilers, leaving a fist imprint in it. Even Tink looks shocked by this show of strength as this doesn’t even seem to phase Starlight!
Roger Arden: The following contest is scheduled for one fall…
The lights dim until they’re off and the kick-start introduction of “Overtime” by Cash Cash begins to resonate from the PA system. Pink lights begin to flash to the beat of the music.

“GET DOWN!”

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

“GET UP AGAIN!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

She does a cute little dance in the ring, spins around, and she blows kisses for the fans. She throws peace signs with both hands before she hops back to her corner and embraces the fans’ approval. The lights come back on and the music fades.

Roger Arden: …Santa Monica, California and weighing in at one hundred thirteen pounds …DANNI ANDERSON!

Nick Hanson: Danni has an opportunity to repeat history here tonight as she takes on the woman that she had her first NFW victory against, Starlight!

Miranda Augustino: But this is an incredibly different Starlight she is dealing with tonight. Ever since joining up with Tink Evermore, Starlight has embraced her inner beast. Did you see what she did to Layla last week?

Nick Hanson: Yes. Starlight’s return has been impressive thus far, but let’s see if she can get her win back from Danni here.

Roger Arden: …and her opponent…

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 turnbuckle, 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: from parts unknown and weighing in at one hundred thirty five pounds and being accompanied by Tink Evermore ..she is STARLIGHT!

Nick Hanson: And there is a woman who has been making headlines as of late. You saw her back there. She has a message that she needs to send to the participants in the Silver Rush Rumble and redemption from one of her earlier losses.

Miranda Augustino: You have to believe that she is out for blood tonight. I look forward to see how she bends the sugary sweet Anderson.


The bell rings as Danni Anderson charges at Starlight, but she gets knocked down with a spinning backfist from Starlight, making her do a double rotation in the air before flopping onto the mat. Tink encourages Starlight to continue in on her. Starlight pulls her up by the hair and hits her with a Saito suplex that takes Anderson out for the time being. She pulls her back up to her feet and hits a deadlift German Suplex on her opponent. She pulls her up and rag dolls her around the ring before performing another deadlift German Suplex. Once again, she pulls Danni up to her feet and does another Deadlift German. Tink tells her not to waste time and to “make quick work of her.” Starlight does so and immediately goes to cover her downed opponent.


Nick Hanson: Starlight coming out with a head of steam and almost immediately puts away Anderson right off the bat.

Miranda Augustino: I’m actually quite surprised she didn’t do it just then and there. Who can survive all of that?

Tink is shocked as Danni Anderson kicks out from Starlight’s devastating offense. Starlight backs up as Danni kips up, getting all of the fans behind her tonight. She urges Starlight to come at her. Starlight charges at her with big boot, but Danni ducks it. Danni is off the ropes, but Starlight catches her in her arms. However, Danni hits her with mutiple Shotei palm strikes. After the fifth one, Starlight is forced to drop her. Danni lands on her feet and hits her with another shotei.

Nick Hanson: Danni trying to make a come back here, but she can’t quite get Starlight off her feet.

Miranda Augustino: Is that possible for anybody to do at this point?

Nick Hanson: I really don’t know.

She hits her with a European uppercut that makes Starlight stumble backwards, but she does not take her off her feet. Danni pulls off another European uppercut which, again, makes her stumble, but does not take her off of her feet. She backs up and nails her with a shot guy dropkick, but that has Starlight on the ropes, not off her feet. Danni bounces off the other set of ropes and charges at Starlight, but Starlight moves out of the way as Anderson goes flying over the top. However, she lands on the apron.

Nick Hanson: Danni catches herself as she is putting up a hell of a fight to stay in this one with this rejuvenated Starlight.

Miranda Augustino: But how long can she stay in it? Starlight is coming at her full force. I will say that she is lasting longer than Layla did.

Starlight attempts to nail her with a spinning backfist to knock her off of the apron, but Danni ducks it and hits her with a feint that makes Starlight stumble backwards. She springboards off the ropes …but Starlight catches her and nails her with another deadlift german suplex. And Danni is back to square one once more.

Nick Hanson: And Starlight makes sure to ground her once more. And she still hasn’t taken this big woman off of her feet.

Miranda Augustino: Nor do I think she will. Look at how powerful she is.

Nick Hanson: But Dannis is not going to give up THAT easily.

Danni attempts to pull herself back up, but gets caught with a brutal knee strike to Anderson. Anderson falls to her knees. She gets back up …and gets caught by the spinning backfist that makes her fall to her knee again. She pulls Anderson back up and puts her down with brainbuster in the center of the ring. Danni holds her head in pain as Starlight grabs her throws her shoulder first into the ring post. She falls backwards into Starlight’s arms and gets laid out with a vertical suplex. Tink urges her to go for the pinfall again.


Nick Hanson: WOW! I don’t believe it. Somehow, Danni has managed to stay in this one and get her shoulder up.

Miranda Augustino: Given how strong Starlight has been, that is quite impressive.

Tink Evermore is clearly frustrated here with Danni’s tenacity here. Starlight pulls her back up to her feet and goes for another deadlift suplex, but Danni rolls out of it and hits her with another European uppercut that staggers Starlight even more, but her feet are just way too planted to the ground for her to topple. Danni starts nailing her with rabbit punches, forcing her back to her feet. She follows up with another Shotei to Starlight. And she follows it up with another and then another …and then another shotgun dropkick that again sets Starlight against the ropes.

Nick Hanson: And she literally has Starlight on the ropes. The fans are really pulling for Danni here. They are chanting her name and everything.

Miranda Augustino: But has yet to even get her off her feet though.

Nick Hanson: She has come VERY close.

Danni charges at her …but Starlight springs back to life and nails her with a clothesline that makes Danni do a flip in the air before she falls face first into the mat. She pulls Anderson back up and lays her out with a roundhouse kick that makes her fall down to the mat once more. She pulls Danni up by the hair and tosses her into the corner before nailing her with a corner splash. Danni stumbles forward before getting laid out with a Starlight Boost. Starlight hooks the leg.


Nick Hanson: NO WAY! She kicked out of the Starlight Boost. How many lives does she have?

Miranda Augustino: Way too many.

Starlight slams her fist onto the mat out of frustration. Danni just won’t stay down …even for her trademark move. She pulls Anderson up by the hair, BUT DANNI NAILS HER WITH THE SPINNING KNEE STRIKE THAT MAKES STARLIGHT STUMBLE OVER TO THE ROPES. It looks like she would’ve fallen off her feet if the ropes didn’t catch her. Starlight charges forward, but Danni nails her with the Over Rainbow (Somersault Dropkick). This once again makes Starlight falls backwards, but doesn’t go down.

Nick Hanson: Wow! And Danni is busting out the big moves here.

Miranda Augustino: And it finally looks like they are phasing her at least a little bit now.

Nick Hanson: Can she pull off the second victory over Starlight here?

Danni goes for a shining wizard, but Starlight moves out of the way and Danni ends up caught in the ropes. She hangs upside down from her right boot. Starlight backs up and nails her with another running Yakuza kick that makes her crumple to the mat.

Nick Hanson: And another Starlight light boost to Danni. This has to be over soon now.

Miranda Augustino: Tink is calling for Starlight to end this now. This could be the end for this plucky underdog.

Starlight urges Dani to get up to her feet, once she does, Starlight sprays the black mist into her eyes, blinding her for the time being. Starlight grabs her for the rear naked choke and begins transitioning it into into the vertical suplex. Starlight NAILS it, impaling Danni Anderson into the mat hard and taking her out. Starlight rolls her over for the cover as the referee begins the count.


Roger Arden: Here is your winner …STARLIGHT!!

Nick Hanson: Danni put up a hell of a fight, but ultimately, Starlight got her redemption as she makes her way to the Silver Rush Rumble where she looks to beat nineteen other people to compete for the Silver Mountain title.

Miranda Augustino: And after tonight, I think she might be one hell of a contender to take it.

Tink immediately rolls into the ring to celebrate with her client who stands over the body of Danni Anderson. Tink raises Starlight’s arm up as high as it can go and points to her client’s strength and power she just displayed in the center of the ring. Danni rolls out and looks on, having been bested by the one she got her first NFW pinfall victory over when she first joined the company. She shakes her head, but also applauds Starlight’s efforts and improvements over the last few weeks.

We go backstage as Charles O'Brien is doing push ups, ready for the main event tonight. A familiar set of feet stop right next to him. He looks up and sees it's the World Heavyweight Champion, Griffin Hawkins. He immediately gets up, nodding to him in a sign of respect.

Griffin: You ready to go out there and kick some ass?

Charles: Ready as I'll ever be.

Griffin: Awesome. Just wanna say thanks for stepping up to help me fight Anton Crowley and his cronies. They've really shook up a few people with their plan to take over NFW.

Charles: I've been through a lot in my life..I've stared death in the face and Crowley is nowhere close to being that intimidating. They got a name for people like him back home in Ireland..it's called a coward..that's what he is. Nothin' more than a bully who's gotta hide behind a bunch of sycophants who can't even wipe their arse without his help.

Griffin: Oh don't get me started...I've dealt with people like him all through my career, they talk a big game but when the time comes to fight..they become scared little cowards who surround themselves with an army because they can't get the job done all by themselves..that's why we gotta nip this in the bud and take them out.

Charles: I like the way you're thinkin'. Tonight we're gonna show those clowns that taking over this company is not gonna be as easy as it looks.

Griffin: Whatever you do though..if you get the chance to get in the ring with him...save a little bit of Anton for me. I don't want any excuses for when I slap the bitch out of that bootleg Marilyn Manson at Wrestle War.

Charles: No problem..in the meantime, let's go out there and show them what we're all about.

They both walk off as we go to a break.
As the show comes back from commercial, Josh Davidson is seen in the backstage area, who seems to be awaiting an interviewee. A loud clatter can then be heard off screen, drawing Davidson’s attention. Josh looks a little amused, as Keiji Sugiwara strolls into the shot.

Josh: Keiji, what...what are you doing?

Keiji smirks, and gives a slight shrug, before pulling his little red wagon closer to him. The camera pans down, showing the NFW Television Championship sitting inside of the wagon. Near the front of the wagon, a random sock monkey sits.

Keiji: What do you mean, I’m scheduled for an interview.

The shot cuts back to Josh, and Keiji. Keiji is all smiles, and Josh just seems to not understand the exact going on in Keiji’s head. Josh takes a moment, and just glances at Keiji, before attempting to compose himself, and get back to business.

Josh: Right, ok. But what is this? Keiji: I got a wagon, dude. Josh: I see that, but...ok, not going to question it. Anyway, later tonight, you’re going to be defending the NFW Men’s Television Title. You’ve got some solid competition, by the way of Wil Pierce. Wil has stated he’s more of a tag guy, but he wants that belt.

Keiji: Yeah, no, totally dude. He’s a tag dude, doesn’t make him less of a threat. I’m not about to sit here, and say I’m not worried. I don’t want to be “that guy.” Management put him in the match, clearly they think he’s got what it takes. Add Tink to the mix, and anything can happen.

Josh: Why are you worried about Tink, it isn’t like she’s going to get involved or anything like that.

Keiji shakes his head, and pats Josh lightly on the shoulder. He pulls the interviewer in close, and casually drapes an arm around his shoulder, he uses his other like he’s setting up a scene or something.

Keiji: Picture this, you’re in a fight yeah? And you have you’re with a friend, now regardless of weather or not they get involved in the actual match, doesn’t it make you feel a bit better, knowing you’ve got someone out there for moral support?

Keiji shrugs his own question off, and steps back to his previous position. Josh, however, seems to be thinking about this question, but brings himself back to reality.

Josh: Well, that does make some sense. And I know you had said on twitter, that you were looking for a manager.

Keiji: No, well, yeah. I said that, but that was a joke. I could make a phone call, to like three people I can think of right now, and have that if I actually wanted it.

Josh: Ok, so you’re going out there solo then?

Keiji: You’d think that, but you’d be wrong.

Keiji reaches down into the wagon, and pulls out the sock monkey. He makes the little puppet dance around a bit, and sits him to rest on Josh’s shoulder, a big cheesy grin on his face the entire time.

Keiji: This guy here, this is Stanley. He’s a pretty good buddy of mine. Is he trained? No. Does he know anything about wrestling? Nope. Is he even really alive? Absolutely not. But, he makes me feel better, and if I’m facing “The Devil” I want to at least feel good while doing it. It’s bad enough, I’m like, eighty five percent sure these people want to see me lose my head. But, hey. All good, I’m still going to walk my happy butt out there, likely get destroyed, and go on about my day.

Josh: You downplay yourself, but look what you pulled off last week? You dethroned The King of Controversy.

Keiji: Maybe, maybe I just got lucky. If I were a betting man...well I am, but that’s a whole other story. But if I were, I’d put all my money on sheer, and total luck. But, hey, then again maybe I’m just full of surprises. Oh, and one more thing before I go. Hashtag please don’t chop off my head!

Keiji grimaces, grabs Stanley, holding him tight against himself, as he hurriedly walks out of view, his little wed wagon loudly dragging behind him. Josh shakes his head, and slowly looks towards the camera. Josh: Well, I guess the interview is over, Miranda, Nick back to you.
The lights in the arena suddenly fade to black but the video walls remain lit as the image of a winged skull done up in the colors of the American flag suddenly appears on the screens as a voice echoes throughout the arena)


Voice: For a few seconds, this place was Armageddon!

There was a *FIREFIGHT*!!!

Suddenly the video walls explode into videos of the storied career of the man known as the "Albert Wesker of Luchadores" as several spotlights suddenly start to quickly search the arena as a steady bass chord starts up almost like a heartbeat as the "Blackheart" Wil Pierce steps out onto the entrance way as Blacktop Mojo's "Burn the Ships" begins.

<Can you hear Valhalla call?>
<Will you dine there tonight?>
<Take this fleet that we sailed here upon>
<And set it all alight>

Roger Arden: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall, introducing the first wrestler in this match. He weighs in tonight at two hundred and twenty pounds and hails from the stranger lands of Hawkins Indiana!

Wil slowly starts to make his way down the entrance ramp, occasionally fist bumping with the fans while he will stop and thump his right fist over his heart before raising that same hand to the sky and point before resuming his stride.

<Burn the ships and watch them all sink down>
<There's no voyage home, there's no turning around>
<So as you look into your enemies' eyes>
<Know that you've one choice left:>
<Fight or die>

<Feel the frenzy in your bones>
<As the charge draws near>
<Blood and steel are all we know>
<The time for glory is here>

Roger Arden: He the self proclaimed and proven "Albert Wesker of Luchadores", he is the "El Ingobernable"...

Wil does a circuit of the ringside area before he quickly slips into the ring and then moves to stand next to Roger, crossing his arms over his chest as he idly watches the announcer with a slight smirk on his face.

Roger Arden: This is the "Blackheart"...Wil PIERCE!!

Wil nods with approval before he walks over to his corner of the ring and shrugs out of his entrance gear before he awaits his opponent.

As the lights began to flicker, Dragonforce’s “Operation Ground and Pound” filled the arena and the fans were on their feet for their newly crowned - as of last week - Television Champion. However, rather than the man’s usual amped up entrance where he comes bounding through the curtain, hyping everyone up, the man comes out from behind the curtain, still pulling that little red wagon. In it, it the NFW Television Championship and Keiji’s stuffed monkey, Stanley. The crowd pops and laughs as he spreads out his other arm.

Nick Hanson: Now what in the world is he doing?

Miranda Augustino: He’s...he...I don’t know Nick….why does Keiji Sugiwara do half the things he does?

Keiji makes his way down the ramp, using his free hand to slap hands with the crowd. On one instance, he stops the wagon and pulls out Stanley from the wagon, posing for a selfie with a little boy. He makes Stanley give the boy a hug before sticking him back in the wagon and continuing towards the ring.

Roger Arden: His opponent! From Osaka, Japan! Weighing in at two hundred and two pounds--

Keiji quickly grabs Stanley again and holds him up to Roger Arden, shouting something. Arden stares at him a little perplexed before continuing.

Roger Arden: “--being accompanied to the ring by Stanley...he is the NFW Television Champion! The Last Emperor! KEIJI...SUGIIIIIIIWARAAAAAAAAA!”

Miranda Augustino: Did Roger just announce a plush monkey as a manager?

Nick Hanson: I believe he did, Miranda. I believe he did….

Keiji reaches the ring and sets Stanley back in the wagon where he can be heard telling him to stay put and watch his back for him. He grabs the Television Title and rolls into the ring, coming up to his feet and climbs the turnbuckle, holding the coveted prize of this match high into the air. Keiji climbs back down and hands the belt off to the referee before removing his t-shirt and goes back to his corner.

The ref shows the title to Wil Pierce and raises it up to the crowd before handing it off to the timekeeper and calling for the bell.


With the bell ringing, the two combatants circled in the center of the ring while the crowd volume raised more and more until they finally locked up. Wil Pierce got the better of Keiji seemingly, managing to shuffle in behind Keiji and attempt a high angle release German suplex right away, and the fans POP as Keiji managed to flip out of it and land on his feet before sending Wil down to the mat with a dropkick to the buttocks, getting a bonus laugh from the fans.

Nick Hanson: Hahahaha! They look to be on equal footing here, so far.

Miranda Augustino: Talk about putting boot to ass, Nicky!

Wasting no time, Keiji went for a running elbow drop, but Will achieved a POP of his own as he rolled out of the way and also ensnared Keiji's arm, getting in his patented high angle Fujiwara arm bar! Keiji struggled as Wil applied more pressure, yet Keiji found it in himself to roll through and drag Wil up to a vertical base. Keiji initiated an arm wringer and attempted a swinging hook kick, but Wil sidestepped and spun Keiji back around, taking Keiji over with a huge overhead belly to belly suplex, bridging for a pin attempt!

Nick Hanson: Big belly to belly with a bridge!! Pierce with the cover!


Miranda Augustino: Too soon!

Keiji wriggled free and grappled with Wil on the mat, Wil gripping Keiji around the waist and getting him up to a standing position. The fan volume elevated as Wil appeared to be going for a gutwrench manoeuvre, and Keiji managed to struggle free and land on his feet once again. Pele kick incoming! Keiji hit hard and Wil hit the deck! Cover!

Nick Hanson: Sugiwara with a pele kick!

Miranda Augustino: On the money!


Nick Hanson: No! Wil Pierce makes it out!

Wil got a shoulder up! Keiji nodded to himself, knowing what he had to do. The fans cheered as Keiji kipped up and hit the ropes. Wil got back up to his feet and ducked down for a backdrop, Keiji leapfrogging and hitting the ropes again. Wil dove down, forcing Keiji to leap over him. On the rebound, Keiji came steaming in with a spinning back elbow, and Wil surprised him by catching his arm in mid air and using the momentum to hoist him over his shoulders!

Nick Hanson: Watch out!! Watch out!! Pierce has Sugiwara! That death valley driver into the turnbuckle!

Miranda Augustino: If he nails it, it could be over! Shortest title reign ever!

Wil roared as Keiji struggled up in death valley driver position, and it looked grim for the television champion Wil began running toward the turnbuckles. The crowd went BALLISTIC as Keiji managed to struggle free again, and he instantly launched a brutal Saishū fōmu which felled Wil like a ton of bricks. The fans POPPED for Keiji as he looked down at Wil and then pointed up into the sky box like Babe Ruth for some reason. Keiji hit the ropes, launched into a springboard, wowed the fans with his standing double moonsault and finally landed the vicious elbow drop to Wil - Loaded for bear! He covers him!

Nick Hanson: LOADED FOR BEAR!!!!

Miranda Augustino: AYYYE!!!!


Roger Arden: Here is your winner and STILL the NFW Television Champion!! KEIJI...SUGIIIIWARAAAAAAA!

Nick Hanson: Keiji Sugiwara has had his first successful defense of the Television Title and what a match it was!

Miranda Augustino: You said it, Nicky!”

Angel Kusanagi is backstage heading to the ring. She moves around with the Television title over her shoulder when something catches her eye. A moment later Sela-Rica Lark walks up to Angel with a smile.

Sela: Tell me Angel, how much longer do you honestly think you'll be kept away from me. Eventually you and I will be in the ring again.

Angel lifts her head, exhaling through her nose long and hard out of pent up frustration.

Angel: You not watch rast week. I carru out. You...me...Ressu Warru….

Sela: Is that so? You're going to ask them for the match?

Sela and Angel stare each other down. It's a Tense moment until Sela winks at Angel.

Sela: Good. I'll be waiting.

Sela turns to walk away, but Angel puts a hand on her shoulder.

Angel: This wirru be the end...Sera-san….

Sela: If you really think so, we can always make it more interesting. Don't worry about what it is now. Just show me what you can do tonight.

Sela smiles and pats Angel's cheek lightly as the shot cuts back to ringside….
Roger Arden: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the NFW Women’s Television Championship!

♫♫♫ 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

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.

Roger Arden: Introducing first; she is the challenger...from Bovill, Idaho. The Arcane...LARA...BRATTON!!!

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.

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; the NFW Women’s Television Championship, dangling from her grip in one hand. Angel slows to a steady stroll as she paces on the stage, looking around at the crowd from under her hood and gas mask. Only the wildness in her eyes is visible as she takes in the sight of the audience before focusing her attention down at the ring.

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

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

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.

She passes the title off to Referee Yumi Akiyama who shows it to Lara Bratton. Lara Bratton shrugs and tries to take the title right there but Akiyama has to pull it back out of her hands. Bratton throws up her hands in a shrug asking ‘hey what gives?!’ The referee just looks at her for a moment, confused, before raising the title up. She passes it off to the timekeeper where Lara Bratton starts to argue that the timekeeper isn’t even in this match and shouldn’t be given a title belt.

Nick Hanson: Miranda, I don’t think Referee Akiyama knows what to make of Lara Bratton still.

Miranda Augustino: Kooky little thing, ain’t she?

The referee calls for the bell….


...and the match is underway, despite Lara Bratton continuing to argue her point with the referee about the title belt. From her corner, Angel Kusanagi stands and watches the exchange with her own sense of confusion on her face. The defending champion walks over to the altercation, calling out and reaches out to grab Lara Bratton but Bratton surprises her with a finger in her face, demanding she wait a second while she and the referee hash things out. Angel has to wait her turn! Lara turns back to the referee and appears to be arguing her point that she shouldn’t be an Indian Giver. The referee just stands there and absorbs the annoyance as best as she can until Angel Kusanagi has finally had enough. She grabs Lara by the arm again and spins her around. Angel goes for a forearm shot but Lara manages to duck under it and dips in behind her. Angel has to stop herself from smashing the referee in the face but this gives Lara the opportunity she needs as she swiftly reaches down the back of Angel’s purple camo pants and gives a hard yank up, effectively giving the girl a wedgie as she pulls the back of her underwear. Angel flails around as Lara more or less controls where she’s going,

Miranda Augustino: Hey! Thong matches the pants, Nicky!

Nick Hanson: Whoa now! You may be right but it looks like Lara Bratton also has quick control of her opponent!

Miranda Augustino: Of course I know! I’m not color blind.

Some of the crowd even laugh as their usual fan favorite as of late yells out, trying to get away from the wedgie which, anyone knows, only makes it worse. Finally, Lara Bratton steps in and drops low, pulling Angel down into a Schoolboy Rollup for a quick, easy pin attempt but before the ref can even get a one, Angel manages to kick out and roll out of the ring to the floor. She reaches back to try and fix her wardrobe, walking gingerly alongside the apron. As the referee goes to coax Angel back into the ring, Lara begins...counting?! Not only is she counting, but she’s doing so faster than regulations call for until she gets to the count of ‘10’. At that, Lara goes to the turnbuckle and climbs up, throwing her hands in the air like she was celebrating a victory. She immediately, then, rolls out of the ring and goes over, snatching up the Women’s TV Title, holding it up in celebration. She continues this as she rolled back into the ring, smirking coldly to the confused crowd and referee.

Nick Hanson: What the hell is she doing?! This match isn’t over!

Miranda Augustino: This girl is wild, Nicky!

Nick Hanson: She acts like she just won the championship!

Seeing what Lara Bratton is doing, the referee turns to the woman and starts chiding her for holding the title, considering it a foreign object in the match. She demands Lara go put it back or at least drop it. Lara refuses, holding it up and stated that she won because Angel didn’t answer the ten count. The referee can be heard making two points then. One: it’s by her own count that a countout has to happen, as the official of this match. Two: she reminds Lara Bratton of the 20 count rule that NFW goes by. This makes Lara scrunches up her face comically and says how that makes no sense. Finally, the referee points out to her that for the title to change hands, there needs to be a pinfall of a submission. Lara makes a show of blowing off the woman’s explanation and just shoves the title into her arms. ‘Fine, take it!’ Lara can be heard saying just before her feet are grabbed by Angel Kusanagi and the Arcane is yanked down to the mat and out of the ring. As soon as she is outside, leaning against the apron, Angel begins throwing shots at the woman to the pop of the crowd. Forearm after forearm after forearm. Angel then whips Lara into the barricade before grabbing her by the hair and drags her back to the apron, ramming her face into it as the referee begins calling for both women to get back in. She had meanwhile, set the title down for the timekeeper to retrieve. Angel wastes no time, throwing Lara Bratton back into the ring and crawls in behind her, still moving a little gingerly, from that wedgie it seems. She is stalking Lara like a cat with that predatory look in her eyes, now.

Nick Hanson: Seems like this match is actually getting underway, folks!

Miranda Augustino: Angel’s got that look in her eyes, Nick!

As Lara slowly got to her feet, Angel came up onto her own and scooped the woman right up, going for the Cradle DDT and drilling her head right into the mat! Lara appeared to go limp on the mat as Angel went for the cover.


Getting frustrated at this point, Angel picks Lara up by the hair, ignoring the referee’s warning before Irish whipping Lara into the ropes but Lara manages to hook her arms over and stop herself from rebounding off. As Angel comes running at her, Lara quickly drops down and rolls out of the ring, dusting her hands off mockingly as she shrugs at the jeering fans. What she doesn’t see, however, is Angel stopping herself at the ropes only to hop over the top rope before coming off the middle for an Asai Moonsault right down onto her as she turns back around. Both women crash to the floor as the crowd show their approval for the athleticism. Angel picks Lara up and the two continue brawling at ringside with Lara making a comeback in her offense as she cocks back a fist like she’s going for a punch but her front hand comes up and jabs a thumb right in Angel’s eye. Lara slams Angel’s face into the announce table slings her into the ringpost where Angel briefly slumps against it with her arm before Lara comes running in and nails her with a Big Boot right to the elbow against the ringpost. Angel cries out and grabs her arm as Lara advances on her and grabs that same arm, slamming the arm onto the security barricade.

Miranda Augustino: Ayyyyeeee! That’s gotta hurt, Nicky!!

Nick Hanson: She might be trying to break her arm! Who knows what Bratton’s intentions are?!

As Angel Kusanagi pulls herself to her feet, Lara Bratton is back in the ring, sitting on the top turnbuckle as she waits, crouching there like a gargoyle on a cathedral. Once Angel finds her vertical base, Lara comes leaping off the turnbuckle, driving her knee into the back of Angel’s head. Angel falls to the mat face first as the referee steps over to make sure she didn’t slam her face too hard. As Lara Bratton gets to her feet, she steps back in and...rolls up the referee right into a Schoolboy! The referee kicks and squirms as Lara Bratton held her by the waistline of her pants, essentially “pulling the tights” and nodding frantically as she waits for the pinfall to be counted. Of course, the referee doesn’t count as she is struggling to try and kick free.

Nick Hanson: Lara Bratton! She--wait, what the hell?! What’s she doing?!

Miranda Augustino: Hahahahaha!! The fuck is wrong with this girl, Nicky?! I love it!

Nick Hanson: She’s got the referee rolled up in a Schoolboy! Is she...is she trying to pin the official?!

Miranda Augustino: Looks like it!

When the referee finally gets loose, Lara Bratton sat back on her knees, throwing up her hands in a shrug at the official, arguing with her as to why she didn’t count the pin. In return, Referee Yumi Akiyama argues back with Lara about putting her hands on her, gesturing to her shirt as to who she was. Lara agreed, she was indeed a referee...so she should have counted the pinfall. As the two continue arguing, Angel Kusanagi pulls herself up to her feet. When she sees where Lara’s focus is, she pushes her hair out of her face and grit her teeth through the pain, poised to strike. As Lara turns back around, Angel pivots on one foot and hits the STEEL FEATHER!!! Lara Bratton goes down and Angel Kusanagi collapses again on top of her, hooking the leg as the referee drops down.


Roger Arden: Here is your winner...AAAAAND STILL...NFW WOMEN’S TELEVISION CHAMPION...ANGEL...KUSAAAANAGIIIIII!!!!

Nick Hanson: And that’s defense number nine for Angel Kusanagi!! She is on a tear!”

Miranda Augustino: Sure as hell is, Nicky!

As “DiAMOND” plays throughout the arena, Angel Kusanagi pulls herself to her feet and accepts the title belt from the referee, raising it over her head in celebration as the shot fades out to a commercial.


Ebony: Last week didn’t pan out for us as well as we would’ve liked, but there is one little bright spot, and that’s the fact that no one from House Crowley won the match, either.

Ian runs a hand through his hair, pulling it away from his face as he scoffs.

Ian: For all of the bullshit their mouthpiece spews, I was expecting better from them.

Ebony lets out a puff of air as she rolls her eyes.

Ebony: Don’t get me started. Yet another “organization” headed by a guy who’s been listening to WAY too much Emo Rock and hangs out with a bunch of so-called demons.

Ian shakes his head.

Ian: And yet WE’RE the unoriginal ones because we dare to look them dead in the eyes and tell them that we couldn’t give half a shit about them or what they’re about.

Ebony shrugs.

Ebony: At least Tia Santos has managed to earn a small... TINY amount of respect.

Ian turns to look at his girlfriend with an expression that suggests she’s lost her mind.

Ian: What?

Ebony smirks back at him, then looks back at the camera.

Ebony: I mean, even after I called her a bitch, she still managed to respond to me without throwing even more insults. That, I can actually respect. And it’s still more than Xaphan has done.

Ian: Yeah, the rest of Crowley’s goons can’t be bothered to speak for themselves. They’re just happy to have him do the talking for them, while they do his dirty work.

Ebony scoffs.

Ebony: Whatever. He can talk all he wants; not a damn thing that spills out of that hole in his face is going to mean anything once we show Xaphan and Tia what happens when people – or demons, for that matter – underestimate us.

Ian nods his head, but then his eyes take on a more serious gleam as he and Ebony both stare into the camera.

Ian: You’re right, Ebony. But the time for talking is over. Now comes the fun part... the only part that either of us give a shit about...

Ebony jumps down from her perch, taking a stand beside her boyfriend as their respective glares intensify.

Both: THE FIGHT!

Ebony smirks, tilting her head to the side as she reaches up to play with Ian's beard.

Ebony: Xaphan, Santos... we’ll see you in the ring.

Ian shoves the camera to the side as the pair walk away. Once the camera is steady again, the built-in microphone picks up on their conversation.

Ian: Gotta say, hearing you say all that stuff in Spanish makes me wish I’d paid more attention back in high school. It sounded angry... and a little bit sexy; I’m not gonna lie.

Ebony: Well, I’ll be more than happy to give you a further demonstration... later.

The couple’s conversation trails off as the scene fades out.
Roger Arden: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a tag team match!

As the opening riff of “The One You Love To Hate” begins to play, Ian makes his way onstage with his fists raised overhead. Once the bass kicks in, he starts making his way towards the ring. If a fan tries to rile him, Ian will respond with his middle finger. Once he steps in the ring, he'll mount a turnbuckle and jaw-jack the crowd with both middle fingers in the air, until his music fades. He then jumps down and leans against the turnbuckle until the match begins.

Roger Arden: Introducing first, from Hawthorne, California, weighing in at two hundred and fifty pounds. He is the Hawthorne Horror...IAN...DICKENSON!!!

As the vocals kick in, the lights go out except for a soft white light on the stage. As the music picks up, Ebony bursts through the curtain, scanning the crowd before letting out a primal scream. She then heads toward the ring, high-fiving the fans as she goes. As she makes her way up the ring steps, she pauses, gripping the ringpost and leaning back, looking out toward the crowd before she walks along the ring apron. After vaulting over the top rope, she climbs the turnbuckle, saluting the crowd one more time before hopping down to wait for the match to begin.

Roger Arden: His tag team partner, from Manhattan Beach, California! EBONY...ARCERI!!!

The arena lights go out and the electronic organ intro to “Remember Me (FESTER Remix)” by Code: Pandorum starts up.

Two red spotlights appear illuminating Xaphan and Tia Santos standing on the stage right beside one another.

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

The bass drop of the song hits and as a single unit both House Crowley members walk to the ring, the red spotlights following them.

Roger Arden: Their opponents! First...weighing in at two hundred and seven pounds. Residing within The Pit...The Abyssal Arsonist...XAPHAAAAAAAN!! And, his tag team partner….from Tulum, Quintana Roo, Mexico...she is...TIA…”CALAVERA”...SANTOS!!!!

Upon reaching ringside, Xaphan swiftly climbs up onto the apron while Tia Santos lifts the hem of her dress and makes her way up the steps. Xaphan sits on the middle for the rope for the lady. She gracefully dips at the knees to him before stepping into the ring. Xaphan follows her, swinging his legs in and making a big of a show of getting into the ring but it also shows his agility and quickness. He moves to the corner and posts up on the turnbuckle, watching their opponents as Tia Santos removes her entrance/funeral wear, revealing her wrestling gear underneath.


Ian and Xaphan were in the ring as their partners stood out on the apron and the ref called for the bell. The two men of the match circled the ring before locking up in the middle. Ian, having the strength and size advantage was able to push Xaphan into the corner. The ref called for the break and at the count of four, Ian backed off, giving Xaphan a couple taps on the chest and saying something to him. Whatever it was, caused Xaphan to come charging out of the corner, only to be caught by Ian with an arm drag. Xaphan bounced up and was once again taken down with an arm drag. Xaphan once again bounced up and this time, he gets taken down by a spinning heel kick. Ian then picks Xaphan up off his feet and sends him into the ropes. Xaphan comes off the ropes and Ian looks to deliver a pop up powerbomb, but Xaphan is able to leap over the bigger man and land on his feet behind Ian. When Ian turns around, Xaphan delivers a hard chop to the chest of the bigger man, but Ian doesn’t seem to budge.

Xaphan delivers a second chop, but it only seems to be firing Ian up. Xaphan delivers a third, but this time, Ian retaliates with a chop of his own that echoes throughout the arena. Xaphan stumbles back and Ian grabs the masked man by the wrist and sends him into the ropes. Xaphan comes off the ropes and he gets taken down with a discus clothes. Ian grabs Xaphan by the wrist and drags him over to his corner where Ebony tags into the match. Ebony comes into the ring as Ian hits the ropes and delivers a running senton with Ebony following it up with a springboard moonsault and goes for the cover.


Ebony grabs Xaphan and picks him up off the mat. She goes to send him into the corner, but Xaphan is able to reverse it. Ebony hits the corner and Xaphan comes charging in. Xaphan goes for a corner splash, but Ebony is able to roll out of the way causing the masked man to hit the ring post. Ebony then uses the ropes to springboard herself and grab Xaphan and deliver a DDT! Ebony climbs to the top rope and waits for Xaphan to get to his feet. Once he is and turns around, Ebony launches herself and looks for a cross body, but Xaphan is able to catch her and deliver swinging side slam. Xaphan picks Ebony up off the mat and sends her into his corner. He walks over and tags in Tia.

Tia comes in off the tag and Xaphan goes out and grabs Ebony by the arms to hold her in place. Tia backs up and charges in, delivering a cartwheel splash before following it up with a bulldog. Tia then grabs Ebony and picks her up off the mat. She sends Ebony into the ropes. When Ebony comes off the ropes, Tia leaves her feet and delivers a spikerana and goes for a cover.


Tia walks over to her corner and tags Xaphan back into the match. Xaphan comes in and Tia picks Ebony up off the mat. She sends Ebony into the ropes and delivers a Chick Kick before Xaphan launches himself off the top rope and delivers an elbow drop. Xaphan though, doesn’t go for a cover. Instead, he picks Ebony up and sends her into a neutral corner and Xaphan charges in and delivers a corner splash and then grabs Ebony and pulls her out of the corner and delivers a bridging northern lights suplex.


Xaphan walks over and tags Tia back into the match. Xaphan then picks Ebony up off the mat and feeds her to Tia who delivers a reverse Russian Leg Sweep onto her knee. Xaphan hits the ropes and delivers a running dropkick to the side of Ebony’s head. Tia then grabs Ebony and delivers a flatliner and keeping hold of Ebony and locking in a submission. She cranks back on the head and neck of Ebony as she pulls back. She screams out as she has Ebony caught in the middle of the ring. The ref asks if she wants to quit, but Ebony gives an emphatic no. Tia eventually transitions from that submission into a STF and cranks back again. As she does, Ian comes in and delivers a kick to the back of Tia forcing the submission to be broken. The ref tells Ian to get out of the ring. As he’s dealing with that, Xaphan comes back in and Tia gets out of the ring. He starts to stomp away at Ebony and as the ref turns around, he asks if there was a tag, and Xaphan insists there was.

Xaphan climbs to the top rope and launches himself. He goes for a shooting star press, but Ebony is able to get her knees up and drive them into his midsection. Ebony tries to start crawling towards her corner as Ian is stomping on the ring steps getting the crowd behind Ebony and urge her on. Xaphan though, grabs Ebony by the ankle and tries to keep her in place and drag her towards his corner. Ebony though is able to deliver a mule kick and propel herself towards her corner. Xaphan hits his corner and Tia tags herself into the match. Ebony dives and tags Ian in!

The crowd gets amped up as Ian comes into the ring and takes Tia down with a clothesline and charges into the opponents’ corner and delivers a big boot to Xaphan who hits the ring apron face first and hits the floor. Ian turns around and Tia charges right at him, only to be hit with a pop up powerbomb. Ian picks Tia back up and delivers a Lifting DDT. Ian then goes for the cover.


Xaphan comes in with a kick to the back to break up the pin. Ebony though is up and comes into the ring and charges at Xaphan and takes him out of the ring with a clothesline. Ian keeps hold of Tia as Ebony hits the ropes and delivers a Tope con Giro to Xaphan as Ian takes Tia and delivers the Hellion and goes for the cover.


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. The words RED QUEEN fill the video wall. As the swell in music continues to play, the cameras capture a silhouette stepping out onto the stage in front of the crimson background. A figure in a long leather steampunk coat that reaches the floor. The music softens again and the light on the stage changes to reveal, in full visibility, Erin Mercer, standing with her head down, a pair of steampunk goggles on her head. She slowly lifts her attention, though, to the booing audience. Her eyes are filled with sheer coldness as they sweep across the masses around her. Finally, she lifts her hands up and gives a single turn of her body, before beginning her approach to the ring.

Roger Arden: "Making her way to the ring, from Los Angeles, California...the Red Queen...ERIN...MERCER!"

Nick Hanson: Oh what is this now?

Miranda Augustino: And Mami isn’t even here tonight. Mercer’s trying to get into her head.

Erin reaches ringside, making her way around to one side of the apron. She reaches up, climbing onto it, pausing on one knee and casts her eyes over the audience again before standing and turning to lean back against the ropes. She steps over the middle rope, entering the ring and walks across to the other side, dipping under the top rope, spreading her arms out to soak in the jeers from the crowd. Erin straightens up back in the ring then, moving to her corner as she opens her coat and removes it, takes the goggles off and drops them in the ring, before stomping on them. As she asks for a microphone, the fans start a KRIGARE chant.

Erin Mercer: Please, by all means, cheer for Eavan. But you better cheer REAL loud because she decided she wasn’t going to be here tonight. See, Eavan Ma… wait, what’s her new last name again? Fucked if I can pronounce it, but it seems our resident chameleon is off in the Maldives hooking up with a married couple instead of being here in front of her beloved fans.

The fans boo even louder and Mercer waves her arms to fire them up.

Erin Mercer: EXACTLY! This is a woman who issued a challenge to me, and after I accept, up and disappears. Some quote unquote giant slayer you are. Not surprising though, I mean… last time we fought, I pulled off what everyone said was an upset. The only one that was upset about it was you. In fact, I was even cheered for it. See, Eavan, much as these motherfuckers seem to love you, the people in the back can’t stand you. And it’s not jealousy, or that they know they’ll lose. It has nothing to do with your talent, they just. Hate. You. So this little ma...

The lights begin to flicker in the arena as Mercer’s mic goes out. She pounds on it to no effect as the low rumbling of motorcycles reverberate around the arena, the sound seemingly coming from everywhere before suddenly stopping.

Erin Mercer: Okay, you idiots in the truck? You cut my microphone again, I’ll knock the shit out of each of y…

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.

Nick Hanson: Wait a damn minute!

Miranda Augustino: That’s Mami’s music but...

Mercer is leaning on the ropes facing the ramp, shocked but fired up that Eavan showed up before the rumbling of the motorcycles start again, reverberating around the arena like before. From the crowd, two people in long robes, plague masks and hats slide into the ring and stand behind her, followed by a third in a gold mask but same robe and hat joins them. The crowd going into a frenzy as tarps unseen above the ring start to tear as cell walls start to come down. Mercer looks up and turns around where she is mugged by the three in the robes. When the cell walls fall, the two in the black masks remove their masks and robes, revealing their Shieldmaiden kuttes, the names Zombie and Hairicin can be read on the front. The one in the gold mask has them lift Mercer up before the third leaps up and drills her with the NOLA Makeover as the crowd cheers!

Nick Hanson: Wait! Shieldmaidens? Isn't...

Miranda Augustino: Mami's here and she didn't come alone!

The one in the gold mask unrobes and removes her mask, revealing herself to be Eavan in her own Shieldmaiden kutte, her name Krigare on the front, to a huge crowd pop! Eavan picks up the microphone and looks at a downed Mercer.

Eavan Maloney: Our match, Erin, will be inside this very cell. As for YOU, Jasmine, looks like you’re not the only one with backup. Come 2020, Zombie, Hairicin and I, we are purging NFW of the toxicity. First the Red Queen, then the Scaled one. Hell is empty… and the Shieldmaidens are here!
Roger Arden: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being escorted to the ring by Carlton Walsh! From London, England, she is the Darkened Princess...AURORA...LUNA!!

"Built To Fall" hits the PA and Aurora comes out with her love Carlton. The pair march to the ring, evil intent on their minds, and Carlton smirking at Aurora lets her get in the ring first. He gets in the ring as Aurora lets an ear piercing scream out over the music. The pair then stare out at the stage, awaiting her opponent with smirks on their faces.

Roger Arden: Her opponent! Being accompanied to the ring by Darius Crowley! From Denver, Colorado, she is Vain...VANITA...THOMPSON!!

"Exs and Ohs" hits the PA and Vanita walks out and heads right for the ring. She doesn't hi five to fans, but she does smile and wave to them. Right by her side, dressed in his entrance vest, no shirt, and black jeans with combat boots is Darius Crowley, staring stoically ahead of him towards the ring. Vanita slides into the ring, head moving with the heavy music in the background. She gets in the middle of the ring, takes a bow and then focuses across the ring, looking at her next opponent.


Before the bell even technically finishes ringing, Aurora Luna comes charging across the ring with a wild scream and leaps at Vanita Thompson for a corner splash but Vanita dips out of the way and Aurora SLAMS chest first into the turnbuckle. As she clutches her chest and turns around towards her opponent just as Vanita starts throwing stiff shots at her head and midsection. The crowd is on their feet, roaring with approval as Vanita unleashed further frustration out on the ward of the man whom had caused her extended, mental anguish. As Vain really got going, however, Aurora Luna exploded into a rage, knocking her arms away, grabbing her by the throat and slinging her around into the corner in her place. From there, Aurora screamed wildly, driving her knees into Vanita’s ribs. She stopped there as the referee reached 4 on her count only to step back in and start landing forearm shots right in the jaw of the Vain one. Vanita looked absolutely rocked as Aurora laid into her.

Nick Hanson: Aurora Luna with those vicious shots! Vanita Thompson had it first but Luna can take a lot of punishment!

Aurora Luna halted her forearm attack and gripped Vanita Thompson by the hair, screaming with rage right in her face like a wild animal before viciously headbutting her and causing her to slump into her corner. Aurora stood there, pulling at her hair with a crazed look on her face as she moved across the ring to the opposite corner. Carlton Walsh, at ringside, yelled up to keep up the offense. In Vanita’s corner, Darius Crowley watched calmly and intently as he observed the events unfold. Screaming again, Aurora came charging across the corner, going for something big when Vanita suddenly shot out of the corner and NAILED her in the face with the VAIN SHOT!!

Nick Hanson: VAIN SHOT!!! VAIN SHOT!!! VAIN SHOT OUTTA NOWHERE!!!!

Miranda Augustino: DIOS MIO, NICKY!!!!!

Vanita wasted no time in pulling Aurora up to her feet and set her up for a double underhook DDT when Carlton Walsh boldly decided to slide into the ring for a diversion, hoping to distract the ref. As the referee argued with the man to get out of the ring, she jumped back completely startled as Darius Crowley had slid into the ring and delivered a brutal superkick to Walsh!! Walsh fell back against the ropes and stumbled forward right into a similar setup by Darius as Vain had on Aurora. The two that fans had nicknamed The Shadow Couple looked at each other as if they read each other’s minds. Vanita nodded. Darius nodded back. Vanita swung her leg back and in, snapping Aurora down. Darius lifted Carlton up and SPIKED him on his head. A simultaneous VAIN MIRROR and STRAIGHT INTO MORDOR!!! Darius rolled Carlton out of the ring while Vanita went for the cover. Referee Akiyama dropped for the count.


Nick Hanson: AND IT IS OVER!!!!

Roger Arden: Here is your winner….VANITA...THOMPSON!!!

Miranda Augustino: Hooooly shit, Nicky!

Darius Crowley slides back into the ring to embrace his dark lover in his arms. They barely get to share their moment when they notice five figures standing on the stage, watching them. Or more specifically, they seem to be watching Carlton Walsh and Aurora Luna.

Miranda Augustino: Ohhhh look out, we got company, Nicky!

Nick Hanson: Yes, I see, Miranda. The Chaos Circus is here folks. They’ve been causing problems for Darius Crowley and Vanita Thompson for several weeks now. There you have Havok with Jim Reynolds. There’s Tyson Law, who returned just last week with a new look and attitude. Then you have the ringleaders, you could call them; the Ringmistress and the Ringmaster.

Miranda Augustino: Is it about to go down, Nicky?

Nick Hanson: I...don’t know. The Ringmaster and Ringmistress look a little upset….

Up on the stage, the Ringmaster looks as though he’s fuming on the inside. Ringmistress pouts like an adorable yet demented child. Their attention seems aimed at their own two members down at the ring though, Carlton Walsh and Aurora Luna. As the two recover at ringside and look up to see the disappointed expressions of their colleagues, the Chaos Circus turns to leave. The Ringmaster kicks up his walking stick and turns, disappearing behind the curtain, followed closely by the Ringmistress, Havok and Jim Reynolds. As the last man, standing in his hoodie and Hannya mask, Tyson Law raises the sideways thumb to the pair and turns it down before just walking off to join the others. This leaves Carlton Walsh and Aurora Luna a little perplexed while Vanita Thompson and Darius Crowley look just as curious, if not a little amused while the scene shifts away….

Backstage we see the NFW World Tag Team Champions standing around the hallway. They seem to be chatting a little bit, both women in just their street clothes with the titles draped over their shoulders. They seem to be laughing about something as Amy Connors approaches the two of them. Christina looks at her with a look of anger in her eyes at being interrupted from whatever the two were talking about as Lilith got on the other side of the interviewer and made sure to have the woman sandwiched between her and Christina.

Lilith: An féidir linn cabhrú leat?

Christina gets right up in the face of Amy and looks her in the eyes.

Christina: Yeah, can we fucking help you, Amy?

Amy, who looks a little nervous being in between the two of them right now just kind of looks back and forth at the two.

Amy: I… ummmm… I’d like to get a few words with the two of you about what happened just a little bit ago with who are supposed to be your opponents at WrestleWar, Kawaii Trash Pandas Go and them putting their title opportunity on the line next week against the Skillz Vendorz?

Lilith looks at Amy, giving a smirk and then looking at Christina and taking the mic and uncharacteristically bringing it her way.

Lilith: Tá na racúin dúr nó scanraithe chun a ndeis a chur ar an líne.

Christina: Yeah, you said it Lil. They’re scared of us and want to make an excuse to try and not face us! They know they can’t fucking beat us, so they might as well give their shot to somebody that we’ve already defeated.

Amy: I don’t think it’s that at all. I think they recognize how hard the Skillz Vendorz work and want to try and give them an opportunity.

Lilith: Is cuma cé a bhuaileann an cluiche sin. Níl ceachtar den fhoireann chomh maith le Fola na Fola!

Christina looks at Lilith and laughs as she nods her head and looks at the blonde behind Amy.

Christina: You’re damn right, Lil. I couldn’t have said it better myself.

Amy: Ummm…. What did Lilith just say exactly?

Christina: She said that both teams are bottoms and deserve to just bow and be thankful to possibly share a ring with the greatest team in NFW, Bloody Fairytale. Now fuck off. We’re done with you.

Christina and Lilith clang their titles together over Amy’s head and laugh as Christina gives Amy a little shove and Lilith knocks her shoulder into Amy’s before the two of them just walk off leaving Amy standing there a little stunned.
Roger Arden: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is your main event and it is a tag team match!

The music slowly starts as orange, white and green lights flash. Across the screen we see scenes of Charles training and wrestling, then an Irish flag and the words The Irish Rebel Charles O’Brien flashes across the screen.

Roger Arden: Introducing first, from Dublin, Ireland, weighing in at 250lbs. He is The Rebel...CHARLES...O’BRIIIIIEEEEN!!

The crowd cheers as Charles walks out onto the entrance ramp and smiles he throws his arms wide open and then heads toward the ring greeting the fans before sliding under the bottom rope and waiting for his opponent.

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



Roger Arden: "His tag team partner. Making his way to the ring...from Windsor, Ontario Canada...weighing in at 227 Pounds...put your hands together for the NFW World Heavyweight Champion….Griffin Hawkins!!"


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

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

The arena lights go out and the electronic organ intro to “Remember Me (FESTER Remix)” by Code: Pandorum starts up.

Two red spotlights appear illuminating Iscariot XIII and Anton Crowley standing on the stage right beside one another.

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

The bass drop of the song hits and as a single unit both House Crowley members walk to the ring, the red spotlights following them.

Roger Arden: Their opponents...at a combined weight of 464lbs. Representing House Crowley...The Unholy Traitor...ISCARIOT...THIRTEEN….and….The Demon Prince….ANTON...CROWLEY!!

As the two men approach the ringside area, Iscariot XIII ascends the steps first in front of Anton. He moves to the ropes and sits on the middle one, providing an opening for his Lord. Anton Crowley smoothly enters through the ropes before Iscariot follows him in, looking ever so imposing as Anton’s right hand. The two pose in the center of the ring before removing their entrance gear; Anton removing his suit, Iscariot just removing the sleeveless leather coat he wears to the ring. Without even needing to talk out strategy, Anton just steps out of the ring as Iscariot prepares to start for his team; staring across at Hawkins and O’Brien with cold heartless eyes.


Iscariot and Griffin start off the match. The bell rang and the two men locked up in the middle of the ring. Iscariot just simply takes Griffin and throws him off and points right at Charles. Charles holds out his hand and Griffin gladly obliges and tags in the rookie. Charles comes into the match and he and Iscariot immediately lock up. The two men are at a standstill as neither one is able to push the other anywhere. The two big men break the lockup and Iscariot hits the ropes. He goes for a shoulder tackle, but Charles barely budges, taking a couple of steps back. Charles yells at him to do it again. Iscariot hits the ropes again and once more tries for a shoulder tackle and once again Charles barely budges from the spot he’s in. This time, Charles is the one to hit the ropes. As he does though, Iscariot follows him in and delivers a forearm to the side of the face. This stuns Charles for just a moment and that is enough for Iscariot to grab the man and deliver an exploder suplex.

Iscariot then grabs Charles and pulls him up to his feet. Iscariot then takes Charles and lifts him onto his shoulders. Iscariot takes Charles and delivers a Death Valley Driver and follows it up by hitting the ropes and delivering a running splash. Iscariot stays on top of Charles and hooks the leg for a cover.


Iscariot picks Charles up and sends him into his corner. Iscariot comes charging in and delivers a Stinger Splash in the corner as Anton reaches out and tags himself in. Iscariot grabs Charles and delivers another exploder suplex to Charles. Anton comes into the ring and hits the ropes and delivers a leg drop across Charles’ throat. Anton then picks Charles up and sends him into the ropes. Charles comes off the ropes and Anton delivers a clothesline from hell and goes for the cover.


Griffin had one leg in the ring as Charles kicked out. Griffin gets back onto the apron and starts to stomp on the ring steps to try and rally the fans for Charles and get him over to his corner. Anton picks Charles up and sends him into his corner. Anton comes charging in, but Charles gets a boot up and drives it into the jaw of the Demon Prince. He then delivers a back elbow to Iscariot that drops him to the floor. Anton comes charging in again and this time, Charles grabs Anton and just plants him to the mat. Charles goes to get out of the corner, but Iscariot grabs Charles by the ankle and trips him up. He grabs the big man and pulls him, crotching him into the ring post.

At this point, Griffin has seen enough as he comes into the ring and goes diving through the ropes and delivering a suicide dive to Iscariot! He then grabs the big man and drives him back first into the ring apron before grabbing Iscariot and delivering a DDT. Inside the ring though, Anton is back up to his feet and grabs Charles. He picks the rookie up to his feet and looks for Lingchi, but Charles is able to dodge the first strike and grab Anton and deliver a brainbuster! Both men are down in the middle of the ring as Griffin is seen climbing back up into his corner and once again starts to stomp on the ring steps and get the crowd behind Charles. Charles crawls towards his corner and leaps, making the tag to Griffin!

The crowd goes wild as Griffin slingshots himself into the ring and as he does, Anton gets up to his feet. Griffin drops Anton with a clothesline. Anton hops back up and Griffin once again delivers a clothesline that drops Anton. He then picks Anton up and delivers a swinging neckbreaker before following it up with a standing Shooting Star Press. Griffin hooks the leg and goes for the cover.


Griffin picks Anton up and sends him into the ropes. Anton comes off the ropes and Griffin delivers a spear. He then follows it up with a break dancing leg drop. Griffin then picks Anton up and walks over to his corner and tags Charles into the match. Charles comes back in and Griffin climbs to the top rope as Charles takes Anton and delivers a Samoan Suplex and Griffin follows it up with a frog splash! Griffin gets out of the ring as Charles then picks Anton up off the mat and picks him up onto his shoulders and delivers an electric chair drop. Charles then gets on top of Anton and goes for the cover.


Iscariot comes in to break up the count. Griffin comes in and looks to deliver a jumping forearm to Iscariot, but the big man grabs Griffin by the throat and delivers Akeldama to the World Champion! Iscariot then pushes Griffin out of the ring as he picks Charles up and delivers Pieces of Silver before Anton takes Charles and locks in In Ostium Inferos! Charles tries to fight towards the ropes, but the move is locked in deep and Anton pulls back on the arm and puts as much pressure on the hold that he can. Charles fights and fights, holding on for as long as he can before he ultimately just has no choice but to tap out.


Roger Arden: Here are your winners! Iscariot XIII...Anton Crowley...HOUSE...CROWLEY!!!!

Nick Hanson: And that’s gonna be our main event and our show folks! We hope you enjoyed it!

Miranda Augustino: Whooooooo!!! Go Papi!!! Team Papi!!! Later bitches!!

Nick Hanson: We’ll see you all back after this coming holiday week, folks! Episode 60 of Collision returns on December 31st! Our year end show!

Credits roll….