WRESTLE WAR XVI!!!! Manhattan, NY! 01/14/2020!

Within the backstage area of Madison Square Garden, a cameraman wanders in search of… something, really. Anything going towards the Silver Rush Rumble The camera’s visual focuses on a hallway of locker rooms designated for the Collision roster of New Frontier Wrestling. Every door that the cameraman passes is closed… until it comes across a slightly open door. The nameplate on it reads DANNI ANDERSON. Taking a peek, the camera finds the young red-haired woman staring at herself in the mirror in front of the vanity. She’s dressed in her ring attire and looks physically ready. However, her mental state is another story. She hasn’t even noticed the camera peeking.

Danni Anderson (>△<✿)
“Come on, Danni, focus! Focus, focus, focus! The Silver Rush Rumble is just about to start and you need to focus! Don’t think about anything else!”

She seems to be actively talking to herself. She holds her fists up in front of her, bounces up and down, and tries to build her energy up. However, her demeanor is different beyond what her Twitter has revealed. With a defeated sigh, she lowers her head and lightly kicks the floor.

Danni Anderson (◡﹏◡✿)
“It’s no use. I can’t help but think of what’s coming. I outed myself from the family for a reason. I gotta keep them at a safe distance. Whatever happens, I have to make sure that Leina is going to be okay. I would never forgive myself if she was hurt or worse...”

Raising her hands, she covers her face and quietly sobs.

Danni Anderson ( /)w(\✿)
“I… really wish you were here, Markus… I’m scared… All I want is justice for you, peace for us, and closure for me...”

A sniffle here, a sniffle there. She wipes away a tear from her right eye and takes a deep breath, looking into her red-stinging blue eyes.

Danni Anderson (◕﹏◕✿)
“Please let this work. Please, please, pretty please...”

Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, her eyes seem to focus.

Danni Anderson (◕△◕✿)
“We can’t do anything about the unknown until it becomes known. Right now, we’ve got a HUGE opportunity in front of us. Layla Aishe, Adrianna Salvatore, Vanita Thompson, Ebony Arceri, Ian Dickenson, Keiji Sugiwara, Starlight, Charles O'Brien, Angel Kash, Emelie Sanclemente, Lara Bratton, Jacob Striker, Erik Holland, Timothy Hunt,

Lluvia Cane, Masami Nishikiyama, Dennis Stowand, Cali-Kate, and whoever the mystery wrestler is. That’s A LOT of people, but you can do this!

Some of them are double-booked tonight. Kate, Lluvia, Masami, Kash, Vani, and Darius need to conserve their energy for their second matches. Still, that doesn’t mean they aren’t gonna bring their A-game. I think the biggest threats are Ebony Arceri and Ian Dickenson as well as Vani and Darius because they’re coupled tandems.

Ohhh, but Erik Holland and Timothy Hunt were a part of the Bad Breed, right? That’s something to consider! Starlight and I have tied one-and-one, but I won’t let her beat me again. Tinkerbutt Evermore won’t let me hear the end of it! Charles O’ Brien is the current Television Champion, so that puts a big target on him. Nobody wants somebody to become a double champion that easily!

Emmie and Layla are kinda the super-duper underdogs in this battle royal. Dennis Stowand and Jacob Striker are two very tough customers. Adrianna was one of the best on the women’s roster before the split brands. Lara…? She’s probably the wild card in this bout. I’m still confused by her!


Come on, Danni! You. can. do. this! OOH RAH! Semper Fi! Let's go out there and WIN!”

The entire time, Danielle is bouncing out of sheer hyperactivity. Perhaps she forgot to take her Ritalin for her ADHD. In any case, this seems to be revitalizing her energy level. A peculiar glance at the mirror causes her to realize something of importance.

Danni Anderson (⊙︿⊙✿)
“Heyyy, is that a camera? Have you been spying on me, sir?!”

When she turns to face the camera through the slightly open door, she squirms and suddenly goes into a frenzy. She rushes the door and closes it, leaving the cameraman standing outside in the hallway with nothing else to capture for the moment.

Motionless In White’s “Legacy” plays as a recap of NFW’s 2019 year rolls, leading all the way up to this very event. Starting in grainy black and white, we see:

Forged in blood, etched in bone
The sacrifice, the war we know

Wrestle War XV - February
- An exhausted Adrianna Salvatore laid out on the ring mat. A teary faced Alex Brody raises the NFW Women’s Championship over her head. Her friend Erin Mercer stands beside her, giving her a supportive hug.

- Judas Lasher, blood running down his face, hoists the NFW Heavyweight Championship up with a terrifying sneer to the crowd. In the corner of the ring, his opponent, Max LeBrun sits with a defeated look on his face.

I can feel it in my veins
Laced with gold but rich with pain

March Misery - March (duh)
- Lara Blackheart sits atop the ladder, raising the briefcase over her head that guarantees her a title match anytime she chooses.

Collision #35 - April
- Women’s Champion Alex Brody is jumped from behind by a fan under a hood. The fan throws the hood back, revealing Lara Blackheart. She cashes in the briefcase and pins Alex for the title.

Do you want it?
Die for it
Nothing is ever given till you work for it
The choices that we make
Echo eternity

Gang Warfare - April
- Contrast to Lara’s wicked smile in the other clips, she stares in shock up the ramp, surrounded by Sex &amp; Violence. Sativa Nevaeh, back in her NFW debut, stands on the stage, removing her mask to reveal her trademark cheshire grin.

INVASION: Canada - June
- Bloody Fairytale, then known as Fire &amp; Ice make their NFW PPV debut, defeating Nostalgia Ultra for the Women’s Tag Team Titles.

- Judas Lasher, victorious in a title unification match, hoists up the new NFW World Heavyweight Title after defeating Tyler Grey.

- After an insane Fatal Fourway match, Adrianna Salvatore and her brother Nico carry an emotionally distraught Lara Blackheart away from ringside. This leaves a highlight clip of Sativa Nevaeh and Serena Frost as they battle it out for the title. Nevaeh is seen pinning Frost and winning the Women’s Championship.

Motor City Mayhem - August
- Fire &amp; Ice are seen retaining the Women’s Tag Team Titles against the Skillz Vendorz in what was an insanely close match up.

- Sativa Nevaeh and Alex Brody battle it out for the Women’s Championship with Lilith Meadows forced to be the special guest referee. Fans would remember Lilith was in a relationship with Alex at this point and had left the Collective. In the climax of the match, Lilith makes a fair count for Sativa to retain the title....

I'm not afraid to stand up, fists up
Never gonna give up
I'm lightning, no fear, just adrenaline
Jet black, heart attack
Thunder for a soundtrack
(Whoa-oh-oh, whoa)

- ….Lilith Meadows then attacks Alex Brody mercilessly with a steel chair, adding insult to her loss against Nevaeh. Flash cut to the entire Kingdom standing together, wicked grins on their faces.

- Judas Lasher and Max LeBrun’s rematch war for the Heavyweight Title is recapped. It was a close match, we all remember, but Judas Lasher narrowly retained but embraced LeBrun as a friend and brother after the bell.

(Hey!) What kind of scars will you leave?
(Hey!) What kind of blood will you bleed?
(Hey!) When fear sets the stage for defeat
(Hey!) What will your legacy be?

The Tournaments
Vlad Blackheart Memorial and Queen of The Frontier - September
- Highlights of both tournaments are shown in quick, electrifying cuts. Mostly, the clips focus on the finalists. For the Vlad Blackheart Memorial, we see the dominant runs of both Griffin Hawkins and Matt Klazzic as they tore through their blocks to make it to the finals.

- On the Queen of the Frontier side of things, we focus on three women in particular. Cherry Addams, Jasmine Matthews and Queen Cthulhu (Revealed to be Alex Brody in a mask). All three women run dominant through their blocks. Cthulhu is seen going undefeated until she comes to Morgan Payne. As she has Payne beaten bloody and senseless, however, Lilith Meadows defiantly walks out to confront her ex. This allows Morgan to roll Cthulhu up for a three count.

- As repercussion the next tournament day, Queen Cthulhu hits the ring during Meadows’ match with Adrianna Salvatore and costs Lilith the victory. Cthulhu is therefore ejected from the tournament for breaking the rules.

- This brings the finals down to Jasmine Matthews, runner up of B Block and Cherry Addams, champion of A Block.

- Both finals matches tear it up with Griffin Hawkins and Cherry Addams becoming the winners of their respective tournaments. For Griffin, however, it’s the prize of the World Heavyweight Championship as Judas Lasher had stepped away in an announcement on Day 18 of the tournament, vacating the belt. Cherry is seen hoisting the briefcase with her contract. An emotional Griffin raises the title up.

The darkest nights, the bitter cold
Live or die, our truth be told
I can hear it in my chains
A requiem for better days

Collision #51
- Fire &amp; Ice, now redubbed as Bloody Fairytale, defeat Kicks &amp; Stones in a triple tag team title unification match (McKeesport Mafia had retired just prior and vacated the World Tag Team Titles). In their victory, Bloody Fairytale unified the World, Women’s and Mixed Tag Team Titles to create the NFW Tag Team Championships - a now, intergender title.

- The SBS make their return after the victory for Bloody Fairytale and attack the new champions. They grab the belts and hoist them up, laying down the challenge.

Plymouth Rock Madness - November
- Eavan Maloney is seen defeating Rick Dickulous in a truly physical David &amp; Goliath type war to become the new NFW Silver Mountain Championship.

- Jasmine Matthews defeats Bronwyn Good in a No DQ match to determine the WrestleWar XVI contender for the Silver Mountain Title.

- SBS members Kayako Kazama and Yuka Hirata take on Bloody Fairytale for the NFW Tag Team Titles. It’s an absolute hellacious war of a recap, but we see Bloody Fairytale being successful in retaining.

- Sativa Nevaeh goes to war against Adrianna Salvatore to defend the Women’s Title. She is successful, partially due to interference by Cherry Addams and retains the championship.

I will fear not my death or destiny
Because death fears me

- With the right to challenge for the belt, Max LeBrun is seen taking on Griffin Hawkins in the champion’s first title defense. After one HELL of a battle, Griffin Hawkins scores the finish and the pinfall. Max LeBrun raises Griffin’s arm and straps the belt onto the man’s waist himself.

- The Blood of Heroes. Nico Salvatore, Havok, Eddy Malkovich, William Mannheim, Matt Klazzic and Anton Crowley go to war inside the coliseum chamber to determine the Wrestle War XVI number one contender to the Heavyweight title. They’re seen in a highlight clip, all beating the shit out of each other before the final moments are seen. Anton Crowley dislocates Nico Salvatore’s arm with a Kimura. Crowley and Eddy Malkovich then go back and forth until the lights go out. When they come back on, we see the debut of the new House Crowley. Anton and Tia Santos look on as Leviathan, Xaphan and Iscariot XIII jump Eddy Malkovich and allow Anton to get the victory, also sidelining Eddy with an injury in the process.

I'm not afraid to stand up, fists up
Never gonna give up
I'm lightning, no fear, just adrenaline
Jet black, heart attack
Thunder for a soundtrack
(Whoa-oh-oh, whoa)

Collision #57
- Fatal Fourway to determine the new contenders for the tag titles at WrestleWar XVI. In their NFW debuts, Kawaii Trash Pandas GO defeat The Dark Circle, Yuka &amp; Kayako of SBS and The Skillz Vendorz.

Collision #59
- The Skillz Vendorz lose a tag team match to Dana Ellis &amp; Angel Kash due to underhanded tactics. While they are seen walking off in defeat, we see Kawaii Trash Pandas GO watching from the backstage monitor and shaking their heads.

Collision #60
- Kawaii Trash Pandas GO put their contendership up on the line for the Skillz Vendorz in a main event match. It’s an absolute war but Bloody Fairytale, on commentary, run in from the announce table and cost Kawaii Trash Pandas GO the victory via DQ by attacking the Skillz Vendorz. They think they’ve outsmarted their opposition until General Manager Isabella Santiago is seen walking out on stage.

Isabella Santiago: “...the match at Wrestle War will now be a TRIPLE THREAT MATCH!”

The Skillz Vendorz and KTPG react positively while Bloody Fairytale look stunned.

After this we get one final feud recap as we see Angel Kusanagi winning the Women’s TV Title at the Tournament Finals on October 1st by defeating Eavan Maloney. We then see Angel’s dominant run of defenses against a total of 11 opponents. One match the highlights focus on the most, however, is her defense against Sela Rica-Lark where Angel clearly just barely retained - collapsing to the mat with her hand falling over Rica’s stomach and technically pinning her but leaving that question up in the air. “Could the match have gone on?”

A recap is shown of Sela Rica-Lark attacking Angel Kusanagi backstage during the presentation of the new title design. Angel firing back on the microphone later and issuing the Three Stages of Hell challenge.

Next, we see Jasmine Matthews on the stage after she has named the Trial By Champion stipulation for her title shot. Jasmine smiles wickedly while Eavan wears a look of rage.

A final flash cut is shown of each of the defending champions


The pyro goes off inside MADISON SQUARE GARDEN and the camera captures the electrified crowd as they hoist their signs and get pumped for the event to start. This is it! WRESTLEWAR XVI IS UPON US!!!!

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

Nick Hanson: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN ARE YOU READY FOR A WAR?!?!

Miranda Augustino: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! THIS IS IT BITCHES!!!!! WRESTLE WAR SIXTEEN!!!!!!

Nick Hanson: We are LIVE here in the illustrious Madison Square Garden in New York City! Our biggest show of the year and usually our first special event however, this will be the last year we hold Wrestle War in January, folks! It’ll also be the one and only year we hold Wrestle War twice as it moves to December, so let’s make this one memorable! You saw the highlight reel of our title matches! We’re also gonna see some personal scores settled but first, we’re kicking this show off with no time wasted! It’s the second annual happening of a new WrestleWar tradition! It’s time for the Silver Rush Rumble, folks! Let’s pass it over to Roger Arden!

Miranda Augustino: Oh this year’s Rumble’s gonna be siiiiiiiiiick!!!

Inside the ring, Roger Arden stands with the microphone

Roger Arden: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to….WRESTLE WAR...SIIIIIIXTEEEEEEEEN!!!!!!!

The crowd roars their excitement as Roger continues.

Roger Arden: This is your opening contest and it is the SILVER RUSH RUMBLE!!! In a moment, two competitors will enter the ring and the match will begin. There will be no disqualification and no countout. Every 90 seconds, a new competitor will enter the match. This will continue until all 20 superstars have entered. Eliminations can only happen by pinfall or submission inside the ring and can take place at any time. The last remaining superstar in the match will be declared the winner AND will be the next Number One Contender for the Silver Mountain Championship! Ladies and gentlemen...get ready...because….IT...IS...TIME!!!!

The crowd cheers again as Roger Arden turns towards the stage.

Roger Arden: First...introducing the competitor who drew number one….


Suddenly through the din of noise at ringside, some heavy electronica starts to play which catches the fans attention as they suddenly explode with cheers as a warbly electronic voice suddenly cries out.

Voice: "Real Rock 'n' Rolla"

Just as suddenly the voice speaks, it flows into a drum and guitar beat starts up and begins to echo through the arena before suddenly a powerful synthesizer beat hits.

Roger Arden: And now introducing from Arkham Massachusetts, he weighs in tonight at two hundred and twenty seven pounds.

<Here we go!>
<Break it down again>
<So those are my dreams>
<And these are my eyes>
<Stand tall like a man>
<Headstrong like a horse!>

As Tears for Fears' "Break it down Again" plays throughout the arena, the video wall shows some highlights of the young wrestler's career from his debut elsewhere to his sudden appearance during WWH's "Shogun" PPV to his most recent matches around the world, a man steps out onto the entrance way in a black denim vest with a bandanna covering the lower half of his face and a rope noose draped around his neck.

Roger Arden: This is the "Real Rock 'n' Rolla" himself, this is the "Natural"...JACOB STRIKER!!!

Striker yanks the bandana down from his face to reveal a very predatory smile on his face before he starts his stride to the ring, high fiving the occasional fan on his way before he makes his way to the ring itself and heads to the far end of the ring where he quickly hops up onto the ring apron, and then draws his right thumb across his throat slowly before throwing up that hand into the air in a “too sweet” motion before he ducks under the top ropes and into the ring.

Roger Arden: And now...the competitor...who drew number two!


♫♫♫ 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: From Bovill, Idaho...weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds. She is The Arcane...LARA….BRRRRRATTOOOOOONNNNNNNN!!!!

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.

Nick Hanson: Here we go folks! You can feel the energy in the air! Wrestle War XVI is upon us! Jacob Striker and Lara Bratton are gonna kick the night off for us before that ring fills with eighteen more people!

Miranda Augustino: I am so pumped, Nicky. I never thought I’d be calling a Wrestle War. I could cry.

Nick Hanson: Need a tissue?

Miranda Augustino: Hell no! What I look like, a bitch? Don’t answer that….

Inside the ring, Jacob Striker looks focused and ready to start the match off as he circles the mat, watching Lara Bratton. Lara, however, looks more lost than anything as she looks around the ring as if wondering where the hell she is and what she’s supposed to do. She finally looks around at the crowd then up at the massive WWXVI sign when it dawns on her. Her eyes go wide and she points to it then herself as if to say “wait...I’m at Wrestle War! I’m IN Wrestle War!” She looks at Jacob Striker with a huge smile and her mouth visibly says “Dude! I’m at fucking Wrestle War!” Striker lowers out of his guard, confused and slowly nods, responding with what looks like “yeah, no shit….” Before they lock up, however, Bratton stops Striker with both index fingers coming up. “Wait!” She slides out of the ring and hurries over to the barricade. Lara Bratton climbs over and pops a squat right in an empty seat just as a vendor is walking by. She grabs a hot dog from the tray, unwaps it and digs right in, pumping her fist like an excited fan.

Nick Hanson: Umm...does she not realize she’s IN this match?!

Miranda Augustino: I’m not sure she realizes where she is half the time. Either that or this girl is the greatest fucking troll in the business, bar none.

Jacob Striker stands in the ring, raising his arms in a shrug at Lara Bratton, asking her what the hell she’s doing. Lara Bratton grabs a beer from another passing vendor and cracks into it, chewing and drinking with a wide eyed look of excitement on her face as the fans around her just laugh before the timer starts and distracts them.


Nick Hanson: Well here comes entry number 3. Maybe we’ll get a match started. Who is it?


Miranda Augustino: It’s the TV Champion, Nicky!

Foo Fighters’ “The Pretender” kicks on over the speakers as Charles O’Brien walks out from behind the curtain, immediately making his way down the ramp. No entrance t-shirt. No title in hand. Just his ring gear and a look on his face that says he’s ready to get this shit going.

Charles O’Brien slides into the ring and immediately notices that there’s only one person in the ring but he knows he’s entry #3. He finally notices Lara Bratton in the crowd and points, looking to Jacob Striker like “what’s she doing?” Striker throws his hands up in frustrated confusion. He has no idea! O’Brien shrugs and waves it off, motioning for Strike and him to start actually wrestling. Striker pinches the bridge of his nose and nods in agreement. Better than trying to understand Bratton’s antics. O’Brien and Striker lock up collar and elbow and start jarring for position. O’Brien has the power but Striker has the experience and the two advantages balance one another out more or less. Neither man gains the real advantage as they just keep going back and forth with slams, holds and strikes until the counter starts up again.



“Hungry Like The Wolf” by Duran Duran comes on and the fans pop for Dennis Stowand as he comes out on stage, amped up to be in the Garden. He makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands with some of the fans. Other fans actually dance a little to his entrance theme. Stowand takes a couple seconds to join them in the groove before he hits the ring and comes in hot. He takes both Striker and O’Brien down a pair of magnificent dropkicks before moving to his stiff shoot strikes to work the bigger men down. Eventually, O’Brien being the biggest of the three manages to slow Stowand’s momentum, leveling him with a big boot when he’s whipped off the ropes. O’Brien goes for a pin but Stowand kicks out. He and Striker start working together a little bit in a two on one as the timer comes back.



Mystery Skulls’ “Magic” hits the PA system as Emelie Sanclemente appears on the stage in a puff of purple smoke (and of course some lighting effects). The fans pop for another favorite as she hits the ring running down the ramp, full speed. She climbs up to the top turnbuckle from the outside and dives when she sees her moment but she lands right into Charles O’Brien’s arms crossways. Emelie gets an “oh shit” look on her face, expecting the worse. O’Brien just hoists her over his head in a Gorilla Press and tosses her right at Jacob Striker. Striker tries to catch her but he stumbles and goes down with Emelie on top of him. She gets a near fall before he pushes her off.

Miranda Augustino: I’m not sure if that’s what was intended, but that was pretty fucking cool, Nicky!

Nick Hanson: I’m loving this, so far, Mir! I’m glad Mr. Brody thought this match up! Great way to kick off Wrestle War!

Emelie Sanclemente gets to her feet and finds herself facing off against Jacob Striker now. SHe uses her quickness to try and evade his attempts to grab her. She uses her springboard and parkour tricks to avoid being snatched up while also getting in a shot when she can. Meanwhile, Dennis Stowand and Charles O’Brien are facing off with Stowand resorting to legit Catch Wrestling and BJJ tactics to handle the much bigger man, grappling and striking at the legs of O’Brien when the big man tries to come at him. Lara Bratton is still sitting in the front row, finishing off her hot dog and beer. She snatches a box of popcorn from another vendor but this one signals that she has to pay. Lara pouts, offended before looking at the fan next to her and sticks her hand out. “Dude, gimme a dollar.”


Lindsey Stirling’s “Heist” rips through the arena and Cali-Kate appears as the next entry. She runs out onto the stage, striking her signature pose before running down to the ring to get right into the action. She starts mixing it up with Dennis Stowand as Charles O’Brien takes a breather outside of the ring to let his legs recuperate. As he leans back against the barricade, Lara Bratton offers him her box of popcorn. Without thinking, he takes some and eats it with a thankful thumbs up. Lara starts taking a pull from another beer as Charles stops to realize exactly who he just accepted popcorn from. He turns towards her and starts to ask her just what the hell she’s doing in the crowd when she should be wrestling. Starts to. But Lara Bratton suddenly lurches forward and sprays him in the face with a mouthful of beer. As O’Brien wipes at his face, Bratton drops her snack and drink, picks up the chair she was sitting in. She folds it in the same motion and promptly WHACKS O’Brien right over the head with it.

Nick Hanson: OHHHH!!!! And it looks like Lara Bratton finally decided to get involved, Miranda!

Miranda Augustino: I keep telling y’all! She ain’t stupid! She’s the smartest bitch in this company!

Lara Bratton climbs over to ringside and takes the chair across Charles O’Brien’s back, dropping him to a knee. She slides into the ring now and whips the chair full force at Dennis Stowand as Cali-Kate Irish whips him towards the corner near Bratton. It nails Stowand in the face and drops him. Cali-Kate comes in to attack Bratton but the Arcane sidesteps, catches her by the hair and just yanks her down to the mat. From behind, Emelie Sanclemente comes in and spins Bratton around, laying shots into her with her forearms. She gets in a couple before going for a big discus elbow finish but Bratton slips underneath. Sanclemente turns around right into THE PUNCHLINE! Emelie drops and Bratton makes the quick cover for 1...2...3!

Roger Arden: EMELIE SANCLEMENTE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Emelie rolls out of the ring, rubbing her jaw. She looks dejected but the fans cheer her on for the effort she put in as the timer starts again.



Jonathon Young’s cover of “Poor Unfortunate Souls” blasts through the arena as “I WILL BE QUEEN” appears on the video wall. A mixed reaction comes from the fans as Starlight walks out, all business, onto the stage. She’s in no rush to make it to the ring but she doesn’t take her time. She just walks down the ramp and slides right in once she gets there. Starlight doesn’t waste time to choose her battle or banter with anybody. She goes right for the first person she sees and that’s Lara Bratton but Bratton slides out of the ring and calls for a timeout. Starlight watches her from the ring, far from amused until Jacob Striker spins her around and hits her with a chop to the chest. Starlight stumbles off the ropes and fires back with a hard MMA cross to the jaw and staggers Striker back before she starts laying into him with brutal strikes.

Meanwhile, Dennis Stowand and Cali-Kate are still trading off and outside the ring, Charles O’Brien hones in on Lara Bratton who sees the big pisse off Irish man wanting his payback. He gives chase to the woman but she’s just fast enough to circle halfway around the ring before....scurrying underneath the apron. Charles thinks smart and goes around to the other side of the ring just as Lara pops her head out from under the apron. He dives for her but she sees him coming and ‘whoops’ right back under. O’Brien sits up, mouthing “motherfucker” in frustration before deciding to forget about her and get back into the ring. He sees Kate and Dennis going at it. He sees Starlight laying into Striker. O’Brien calls out to the woman and motions between them before opening his arms out. Come get some. The fans pop with intrigue at the idea of this exchange and Starlight squares up to the big Irish, really not needing to look up all that much as she’s easily the tallest woman on the roster at 5’11. The two circle and start jarring for position with O’Brien using his power again.


As Lacuna Coil’s “Blood Tears Dust” fills the arena, the crowd gives mixed reactions, mostly boos as Timothy Hunt, “King of Controversy” emerges out onto the stage with that wicked, albeit, infectious smile. He takes just a brief moment to soak in the mixture of hate and love before he strolls down the ramp, peeling off his entrance gear on the way. He reaches right under the ring for a weapon but whatever he gets his hands on, makes him frown in confusion. Regardless, he pulls, and steps back from the ring, pulling Lara Bratton out from under the ring by her feet. She’s got her arms folded behind her head, looking completely chill. When she sees Tim staring down at her, she throws him the deuces and winks. Tim looks perplexed even more and looks at the crowd before going back to the ring and digs out a chair. He slides right into the ring with it and immediately goes to work. Starlight gets a chair shot. Jacob Striker gets a chair shot. Charles O’Brien gets a chair shot. Everyone gets a chair shot! Yes, literally everyone in the ring as the King of Controversy starts really introducing foreign objects into the match, as the rules allow.


Blackbriar’s “Fractured Fairytale” signals the arrival of Ebony Arceri who gets a pop from the crowd as she makes her way right down to the ring. She stops at ringside to see Lara Bratton leaning against the barricade, just chilling. Ebony doesn’t fall for whatever this is and, instead of going into the ring, she goes right for Bratton. The two start brawling outside the ring while Starlght and Charles O’Brien spill out onto the outside. Cali-Kate’s resting in the corner as Jacob Striker and Timothy Hunt trade off. Jacob Striker has the upper hand until he comes off the ropes and Hunt counters with an Atomic Drop. Jacob stumbles into the ropes as Hunt falls to a knee to clear the cobwebs. As Striker leans through the ropes, Bratton’s fought back against Ebony and sends her stumbling with a face ram into the apron. She looks up to see Striker, shrugs her shoulders and thumbs him in the eye. As he grabs at his eye, stumbling back from the ropes, he backs right into Timothy Hunt’s grasp for the King Strikes. 1...2...3!

Roger Arden: JACOB STRIKER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

The action continues inside and outside of the ring as Jacob Striker makes his exit out the back ramp. The timer comes again.



Cash Cash’s “Overtime” fills the arena and there’s a huge pop for Entry #10, Danni Anderson! Nothing really changes in her demeanor as the adorable Sugarplum Fairy comes right out, dancing in time with her music. Clapping her hands and bouncing around to get the fans riled up. She then throws up one fist and gives her battle cry - “OOH RAH!!” - which the fans join her in before she SPRINTS with determination to the ring. She climbs up onto the apron and slings herself up into a springboard dropkick which takes down Dennis Stowand. She goes for a pin but he kicks out. Danni pops up and briefly exchanges glances with the familiar faces of Cali-Kate and Timothy Hunt. Hunt actually looks reserved about swinging his chair at her and literally lowers his stance, refusing to. Danni just shrugs her shoulders and looks over to see more action outside. Starlight and Charles O’Brien’s scrap has mixed in with Ebony Arceri and Lara Bratton. Danni climbs up to the top turnbuckle closest to where they are. As the four are all gaggled together, Danni Anderson throws herself off of the top turnbuckle, audibly yelling “WHEEEEEEEEEEEE” as she delivers a Torpedo Plancha, taking all four competitors down. The action continues as Danni Anderson pops up to her feet, yelling out that she’s okay and gives another “OOH RAH!” As she does this, Starlight is back on her feet and goes right for Danni, attacking her and starting another brawl.


Slipknot’s “Solway Firth” sends the crowd into a wild frenzy as the stage lights pulse violently with the music. Erik Holland walks out onto the stage with Lyric at his side. He sneers down at the ring as she reaches back and removes his mask. She kisses him on the cheek and sends her man running like a raging bull towards a group of matadors. Just as Erik reaches the ring however, he grabs the apron and stops himself, looking at the tame chaos going on. The look on his face says this makes him sick and he starts digging under the ring. What’s he going for? What isn’t he going for? Chairs. Kendo sticks. Baking sheets. A ladder. A couple of tables come out and he sets them up on the side of the ring nearest the commentary table.

Nick Hanson: Now why does he have to set that up over here? He’s got three other sides he can do that on!

Miranda Augustino: Tell him, Nick!

Nick Hanson: Ehhhh nevermind.

Erik Holland tosses the ladder inside the ring and digs under it one more time, fishing out none other than “Martha” - a heavily wrapped barbwire bat, that he smacks the steel steps with and turns to the crowd.

“LET’S FUCK SOME SHIT UP!”

The crowd pops as Erik finally gets into the ring and goes right to work. Dennis Stowand runs in and Holland drills him in the face with one end of the bat. He goes down. Charles O’Brien comes charging; Holland hits a homer right into his ribs then whacks him across the back. Holland doesn’t hesitate to go running right as Lara Bratton climbs onto the apron to get back in and uses the bat as a sort of clothesline and knocks her off, sending her crashing into the barricade again. When he turns around, he finds himself squaring off with Timothy Hunt, steel chair in hand. The crowd goes absolutely wild as the two man stare back at one another. Holland lifts the bat, looks at it then back at Tim with a quizzical eyebrow being lifted. Tim lifts the chair and smirks. The two men start circling with their weapons, riling the crowd up just by staring each other down. They swing and their weapons clash loudly against one another. Again, and again, and again, and again. Finally, Holland knocks the chair from Hunt’s hands. He follows up for an overhead swing but Hunt kicks him hard in the midsection and he drops the bat. Hunt straightens Holland up and back chops him across the chest, right into his vest. Holland looks confused for a second like “that’s supposed to hurt?” as Hunt comes off the ropes and Holland rushes in with a guttural roar, dropping Hunt with a vicious clothesline. He picks up his bat again as the counter returns.


Atreyu’s “Ex’s and Oh’s” erupts through the arena as Vanita Thompson comes out from the curtain and makes her way directly to the ring. She walks halfway down the ring before she apparently sees something going on at the ringside area and gradually picks up into a run. Vanita rounds the corner of the ring and beelines right for where Starlight is mercilessly chopping Danni Anderson across the chest. Starlight has about a second to turn and see Vanita coming before the Vain one hits a Spear, knocking her to the floor.

Miranda Augustino: SPEAR!!!! WITH!!! FUCKING!!! AUTHORITY!!!!

Nick Hanson: AND DOWN GOES STARLIGHT!!! VANITA JUST SAVED HER BEST FRIEND!!!!

Vanita helps Danni straighten her posture and Danni even hugs Vanita around the neck, adorably. Some fans even “awwwww” as Vanita smirks and just pats her pal on the back before Vanita takes over the fight with Starlight. So Danni climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and hits a Missile Dropkick right into the back of Erik Holland and staggers him forward. Holland frowns in confusion as if more so to ask “what the fuck just nudged me?” He turns around and sees Danni standing there with a look of instant regret on her face as she just waves at him, wide eyed. Before it’s even clear what Erik’s gonna do, Dennis Stowand rushes in for the save and starts taking a kendo stick to Erik’s back and neck, staggering the big man into the ropes. Stowand hits the ropes opposite of Holland and comes running in. Holland rushes forward and swings for a lariat. Stowand ducks and comes off the ropes again. He flies passed Erik and into the ropes on the other side, springboarding off of the middle where Holland manages to catch him across his shoulders. Erik Holland hits Dennis Stowand with the Toxic Avenger and goes for the cover. 1...2...3

Roger Arden: DENNIS STOWAND HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!

As Erik Holland gets back up, he’s attacked by both Timothy Hunt and Charles O’Brien trying to wear the big man down while the clock comes back.


“Lucifer’s Angel” by The Rasmus hits and the BEHOLD THE KINGDOM logo fills the titan wall screen as Lluvia Cane comes strutting out onto the stage. She does her seductive twirl of her hips before coming down the ramp, peeling off her outer top and tosses it aside before deciding to jump in and help Tim Hunt and Charles O’Brien - mostly just Tim - with Erik Holland. Together, all three knock the big man out of the ring and Lluvia hits the ropes, coming back to quickly Suicide Dive through the ropes and crashes right into Holland, sending them both to the floor. Inside the ring, Tim Hunt has turned his sights on Charles O’Brien. Lluvia Cane joins in to help the Kingdom’s King against the big Irish but he comes off the ropes from a double Irish whip with a double clothesline. As soon as they go down, he turns, unexpectedly right into a roundhouse kick from Ebony Arceri. O’Brien goes down but then Arceri turns right into a SUPERKICK from Lara Bratton!! Arceri staggers and falls out through the ropes. Bratton turns then and eats a sudden GEEK CHIC KICK by Cali-Kate. As Bratton stumbles back, Kate runs in and quickly sets up, delivering a big STARSTRUCK to the Arcane for the 1...2...3!

Roger Arden: LARA BRATTON HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!

Cali-Kate hops to her feet and waits for O’Brien to get up, looking to try and put him out as well. Just as Charles makes it to his feet, Kate suddenly turns just a second too late to avoid it and gets drilled with a Spear from Vanita Thompson! Kate rolls out of the ring and hits the floor again. Vanita pulls herself up to her feet turns and BAM! A kick to the midsection by Charles O’Brien, setting her up for the PINCER OF HELL. The crowd reacts emphatically as Vanita drops and Charles makes the cover. 1...2...3!

Roger Arden: VANITA THOMPSON HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!

The camera cuts over to Danni Anderson, looking at the elimination with surprise on her face. At the moment, she’s poised on top of the ladder Erik Holland set out where Starlight is laid out below on top of the two tables side by side.

Miranda Augustino: Ummmmmm the FUCK IS SHE DOING?!

Nick Hanson: Danielle Anderson’s going up top folks!

Miranda Augustino: That’s more than up top, Nicky! Danni! No! This is too risky! Baby girl, stop!

Danni stands at the top of the ladder. Not on the top rung. No. At the very top where workers are warned on the ladder not to stand. She’s got her back to Starlight on the tables and the even the fans are partially begging her not to risk it. Danni smiles through what appears to be her own reserve of even doing this, throws a cute little anime peace sign before letting out another mighty "OOH RAH!!!!!"…..and Torpedo Planchas herself right off of the ladder!!!

Miranda Augustino: FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST, DANNI!!!!

Nick Hanson: IS SHE OUTTA HER MIND?!?!!?

As the word “Mind” leaves Hanson’s mouth, Danni lands on top of Starlight and the two tables EXPLODE out from underneath them!!!! Starlight was already barely moving but now both women are laid out at ringside in a heap of broken wood and metal. The crowd’s going wild, starting up a---

CROWD: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!

Nick Hanson: WE MIGHT NEED HELP! WHERE’S THE RING DOCTOR?!

As Hanson says this, the ring doctor is already running over to check on Danni and Starlight but he’s afraid to even touch them for fear of unseen injuries.


As Lorenna McKennitt’s “The Mummer’s Dance” plays, Layla Aishe appears out on stage, giving a mass blessing to the audience before she hits the ring and joins in one the action. That is to say until she makes it down to ringside where she comes across the carnage of Danni Anderson and Starlight with Starlight beginning to stir, pushing Danni off of her. Thinking fast, Layla grabs Starlight and throws her inside the ring. This serves to wake Starlight up a little. Enough to have her start getting to her feet but as soon as she’s vertical and turning, Layla Aishes catches her with IN THE STARS!! 1...2...3!

Roger Arden: STARLIGHT HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!

Layla Aishe pops up onto her knees, elated that she scored an elimination. She has enough time to celebrate as she gets to her feet before she turns around right into ANGELIC REBELLION by Lluvia Cane! Layla drops and Lluvia drops on top of her. 1...2...3!

Roger Arden: LAYLA AISHE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!

Nick Hanson: Well so long Layla!

Miranda Augustino: Wonder if she saw that coming?

Nick Hanson: Oh jeez....

Miranda Augustino: Ya know, like a fortune? Get it?

Nick Hanson: I get it, I get it, just...call the damn match.

Miranda Augustino: I am calling the match!

As the action continues, Charles O’Brien gets back to his feet and squares up with Timothy Hunt again until Erik Holland returns to the fight and starts taking a trash can to both men until it’s nothing but a dented up mess that he tosses outside of the ring. He turns away from Hunt and O’Brien to go for another weapon but ends up eating an Angelic Rebellion from Lluvia Cane. It staggers him but he looks more pissed than anything. Lluvia goes for another kick but Holland catches this one in his hand and grabs Lluvia by the throat. He drops her foot and yanks her in by the throat, delivering a big T-Bone Suplex. As he goes for the cover, however, an enraged Timothy Hunt rushes over and flat out stomps on the back of his head. Erik gets up and goes face to face with Timothy. These two men are about to go off on one another. The tension is so thick you can cut it with a knife!


And then Porcelain and the Tramp’s “King Of The World” kicks in at the mid-length guitar riff. “QUEEN OF ANARCHY” fills the video wall and Adrianna Salvatore comes storming out from behind the curtain. She doesn’t hesitate one second on the ramp. She simply walks to the ring all business, pulling her entrance vest off halfway down before sliding in under the bottom rope and walks right up to join Erik Holland and Timothy Hunt. The three all look at one another, wondering how this is going to play out. The fans watch intently, knowing that off of social media, these three all wanted at each other and now here they are at once. Erik and Timothy look at one another then and seem to ponder something. They shrug and Timothy goes for a sudden swing on Adrianna. She shoots forward, ducking under the swing and comes off of the ropes, right back at Tim. MOAB LAUNCH!!!! Timothy goes down, clutching his ribs. As Adrianna’s getting up, Holland grabs her for a powerbomb but as he lifts her up, she counters, slipping down and hits a big DDT right in the middle of the ring! Adrianna kips up to her feet. Impressive for her build and stands in the center of the ring to soak in the crowd.

After a moment, she spots Lluvia Cane getting up onto her knees so she goes over and pulls her to her feet. She grabs her by the arm, one of her own over her head. The crowd knows what she’s going for but Ebony Arceri comes in and nails her with a chop block from behind. Adrianna releases Lluvia and drops to one knee. Ebony gets into position and starts setting Adrianna up for the Tragedy Ever After but Adrianna powers out, grabs Ebony and hits a release German Suplex, sending her overhead and right down to the mat. The impact recoils Ebony up onto her knees and Adrianna pulls her up, fuming over the back attack to her leg and sets Ebony up into a suplex hold. She pops her up aaaand GROUND ZERO!!!!! 1...2...3!

Roger Arden: EBONY ARCERI HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!

Adrianna gets to her feet, turns and almost eats an Angelic Rebellion by Lluvia Cane but she catches the leg, pulls her in and delivers a big Belly to Belly Overhead Suplex. Adrianna turns to see Timothy Hunt getting up and gets up in his face, asking if he wants to try another shot at her. The two start jawjacking back and forth until Adrianna shoves the man back and yells at him to do something. Timothy responds, hauling off and just palm slaps the SHIT out of Adrianna right across the face. Adrianna looks more stunned than rocked. Her blue eyes widening in almost disbelief at the man. Not so much that he had the nerve to slap a woman, but did he really know what slapping HER was going to get him? This set her off in a rage and she lunged at the man, surprisingly, Timothy and Adrianna start going pound for pound with shots back and forth. Neither of the two are getting really rocked as the timer goes off again.


The strangely nostalgic tune of “Song of Storms” (Zelda Theme Remix) begins to resonate throughout the arena. It charms the audience to pay attention as Marcello Vitale makes his presence known, casually dancing to the light-hearted intro. He sways back and forth almost as if he’s floating along the stage, but suddenly the lights go out.

Navi’s cheerful “Hello!” and the beat of the music drops instantaneously! Pyros go off from the stage, multi-colored lights shine on Marcello, and theatrical fog trails down the ramp while he makes his way towards the ring. He tags a few hands along the way before he leaps onto the apron and ascends the nearest corner, staring out towards the fans as he receives a mostly-positive response of cheers.

Nick Hanson: Who...the hell….is this?!

Miranda Augustino: I don’t know but...I’m intrigued!

With a confident smirk, he embraces the remix of his music for a moment before he runs across the top rope and perches onto the other corner. This gets a wild response while he encourages flash photography with a stylish pose. Finally, he jumps down onto the mat and gets right into the action, going for Charles O’Brien and mixing it up with him.

Meanwhile, during Marcello’s entrance, Adrianna and Timothy kept going shot for shot until Adrianna answered with a sudden headbutt, stunning Timothy and hoisted him across her shoulders, delivering her father’s old ATOM BOMB finisher!!! She goes for a cover but Lluvia Cane yanks her by the foot.


Rob Halford’s and Bruce Dickenson’s “The Man You Love To Hate” kicks on over the speakers and Ian Dickenson makes his way out towards the ring. He looks absolutely pissed off as he enters and goes right to Adrianna Salvatore, undoubtedly for her elimination of Ebony Arceri. He starts hammering forearms across her back but Adrianna explodes up and hits him with a back elbow right to the jaw. She runs off the ropes right into a POP UP POWERBOMB by Dickenson! A second later, Marcello Vitale comes running in with a sliding European Uppercut to Dickenson. He gets to his feet and finds himself face to face with Charles O’Brien. The two lock up in a collar &amp; elbow tieup, jarring for strength. Even in exhaustion, O’Brien has the strength advantage and shoves Marcello back. He runs in for a lariat but Marcello ducks and comes back with a Spinning Roundhouse, knocking O’Brien to the mat. The newcomer wastes no time in moving to the corner and delivers a Split-Legged Corkscrew Moonsault he called G.A.M.E O.V.E.R onto O’Brien and covers him for the 1...2...3!

Roger Arden: CHARLES O’BRIEN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Nick Hanson: Big elimination for this new face! I’m being told his name is Marcello Vitale! We don’t know a thing about him, otherwise, though!

Miranda Augustino: How’d he land this spot in the rumble?!

Marcello turns back to the rest of the action just as Erik Holland is charging in at him. Rather than just move out of the way, Marcello evades using Overwatch’s James McCree’s Combat Roll. Something that gets a pop out of the fans as Holland goes slamming into the corner. As he turns back around, Marcello comes running in with a brutal European Uppercut. The chaos throughout the ring continues as everyone else squares off with someone (except for Marcello who acts more chaotically like his cosplay name sake and just proceeds to attack anyone he sets his eyes on.)


The crowd gives a mixed reaction as, in the ring, Lluvia Cane pauses a string of offense on Cali-Kate to look towards the stage. Killswitch Engage’s “Hate By Design” roars through the speakers as Masami Nishikiyama comes through the curtain, flanked by Kaede Tanabe in one of her finest designer suits and then Yuka Hirata and Kayako Kazama in their SBS track suits. Lluvia Cane slides out of the ring as Masami picks up into a run and the two woman collide with one another!!

Nick Hanson: THESE TWO ARE GONNA MEET LATER TONIGHT FOR THE FINALS OF A BEST OF 7 BUT WE GOT A LITTLE PREVIEW RIGHT HERE!!!!

Meanwhile, Adrianna Salvatore rolls out of the ring while the war inside continues. As if things weren’t insane enough, she starts digging under the ring for possibly more weapons. All she pulls out, however, is a large sack filled with...something. The sack is white with old blood stains on it which the crowd recognizes as not just any other sack. Adrianna holds it up and the crowd pops. She slides back into the ring while others are fighting in their corners and looks around at everyone with a little grin on her face as she reaches inside the bag. Confirming for the audience, she pulls out a handful of something and sprinkles it all over the mat...thumbtacks! She throws a couple more handfuls out before just dumping the bag entirely out onto the mat and discards the bag. Most of the present competitors look at Adrianna like she’s crazy but Erik Holland looks more impressed as he steps towards the center to square off with the Queen of Anarchy. He nods at the thumbtacks. Not bad. Before either of the two apparent sadists get any ideas, the rest of the competitors decide to get the jump on them and all bum rush Holland and Salvatore. Even Masami and Lluvia cease their own fighting and join in on the gang mentality. Erik Holland is lifted up onto the turnbuckle by Ian Dickenson, Timothy Hunt and Cali-Kate. Adrianna Salvatore is trapped in the opposite corner where Lluvia Cane, Masami Nishikiyama and Marcello Vitale all run a round robin train of strikes on her. Lluvia hits corner clotheslines, Masami hits European Uppercuts and Marcello hits back elbow strikes. Each time they hit, they break off and run back around, waiting for their next shot.

Hunt, Dickenson and Cali-Kate are trying to get Holland up for a superplex with Hunt and Kate on the turnbuckles with a hold on his arms. Dickenson’s trying to use his strength to assist in “double powerbombing” Tim and Kate. Holland’s elbowing both Hunt and Kate to keep them from throwing him off lest he land on the thumbtacks.

Meanwhile, in the middle of the strike train, Adrianna seemingly snaps, explodes out of the forner and lays Marcello OUT with a discus lariat!! Lluvia runs in but gets caught and Adrianna feeds her an Exploder Suplex into the corner. Masami runs in with a puroresu battle cry:

ADRIANNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!

And Adrianna Salvatore LEVELS her with a MOAB Launch, PLANTING her into the mat right on the thumbtacks!! Both women thrash on the mat with thumbtacks riddling Masami’s exposed back while more are stuck in both of Adrianna’s arms.

Nick Hanson: OHHH MY GODDD!!!!! RIGHT INTO HUMAN FLESH!!!

Masami thrashes in pain more than Adrianna does as the daughter of Doomsday quickly just sits back on her feet and visibly hisses at her forearms as she rolls out of the ring and starts picking tacks out of her skin.

Meanwhile, Holland elbows Timothy Hunt in the jaw and causes him to drop back to the mat and back up against the ropes. Holland kicks Ian Dickenson in the back of the head once he’s half free and sends Ian stumbling away. This leaves Cali-Kate which Holland powers up onto his shoulders into a powerbomb position.

Nick Hanson: No!! NO!!

Miranda Augustino: HELL NO!!! DON’T YOU DO THAT TO KATIE!!!

Cali-Kate fights it, even trying to hurricanrana Holland off of the turnbuckle but he just pulls her small frame up with his sheer power and jumps off of the turnbuckle, POWERBOMBING Cali-Kate down into the pile of thumbtacks!!!! Cali-Kate screams and flails across the mat while Holland rolls away, tacks riddling the back of his pants all down his ass and legs. He’s a little more used to this sort of thing but it doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. He squeezes his eyes shut and punches the mat, yelling “Fuck fuck FUCK!”


“Operation Ground &amp; Pound” by Dragonforce rips through the arena as Keiji Sugiwara appears, once again in his actual ring gear. He's also done himself up to look exactly like the image on the video wall. No entrance shirt. No Stanley. Wait...no he does have Stanley. He’s strapped to his back in a baby harness as Keiji runs down to the ring intent on getting into the fight.

Nick Hanson: Pink hair...a baby harness...and a sock monkey doll....

Miranda Augustino: That's Stanley! Show respect!

Nick Hanson: You gotta admire Keiji Sugiwara sometimes.

Miranda Augustino: Hey it's Wrestle War. Go big or go home.

He hastily removes the baby harness with Stanley in it and sets him down on the commentary table before going to slide into the ring. He stops when he sees the tacks though and holds up a finger, digging under the ring. After a few seconds, he pulls out...a broom. Keiji holds it up victoriously to the laughing fans before he climbs the steps and gets in, beginning to sweep the thumbtacks out of the ring. He actually manages to clear the ring out, leaving himself alone with the broom when he finds himself faced with Timothy Hunt. It’s taken him all of 90 seconds to clean up the ring however and the timer comes up for the final time.



Heidi Montag’s “Superficial” is met with a chorus of boos as Angel Kash comes strutting out onto the ramp. She’s not by herself, however, as she’s joined by Sam Harrison and her butler Nigel Harrington. Nigel sets out a set of folding beach chairs and a collapsable table on the stage as Angel and Sam take a seat. Nigel claps his hands and a small crew of servants come out and serve drinks and pre-made appetizers to their bosses. The music fades off as it’s apparent Kash isn’t coming down to the ring just yet. While she’s wearing her ring gear, she’s wearing designer shades and a mink coat over it as she sips her beverage from a straw. The crowd boo as Angel and Sam just sit back and talk about the action going on in the ring.

Nick Hanson: You gotta be kidding me….

Miranda Augustino: I wish it was so! Guess she’s looking to save energy for later. You know she and Kate both have another match tonight.

Nick Hanson: More like she wants the work done for her and she’s gonna try and swoop in to steal the win!

As the action continues in the ring, Keiji Sugiwara remarkably starts using the broom as a weapon, striking in the ribs and across the backs of the competitors who come at him. He’s on a role until he turns as Adrianna Salvatore climbs back into the ring, bloody armed from the thumbtacks and goes for a MOAB Launch but Keiji jumps split legged right over it and Adrianna ends up slamming right into Marcello Vitale. Adrianna takes a second to realize she didn’t hit exactly who she aimed for and it almost gives Keiji enough time to go for Loaded For Bear. She moves and he ends up coming down on Vitale anyway. He gets a near pinfall but as he stands up and turns, Adrianna’s ready and waiting, kicks him in he midsection and delivers GROUND ZERO! 1...2...3!

Roger Arden: KEIJI SUGIWARA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Marcello Vitale gets to his feet and starts engaging Lluvia Cane in a strike off, throwing shots back and forth. Just as he starts to look like he’s getting the upper hand, however, Timothy Hunt rushes in, seeing Lluvia start to sway and hits Vitale with the King Strikes! 1...2...3!

Roger Arden: MARCELLO VITALE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!

Timothy Hunt, Erik Holland, Ian Dickenson are all battling on the outside when Adrianna Salvatore comes rushing over and hits a Suicide Dive through the ropes, slamming into all of them and sending all four to the ringside floor. Cali-Kate is still recovering on the otherside of the ring with thumbtacks riddling her back. This leaves Lluvia and Masami in the middle of the ring, trading their top offensive maneuvers. Finally, Lluvia rocks Masami with a European Uppercut and hoists her up into a fireman’s carry on her shoulders. She taunts, sarcastically, “best of 8 bitch!” before Masami manages to slip down to the mat behind her and immediately picks her up into a fireman’s carry herself. The crowd gasps in shock as she hits the Nishiki Driver on Lluvia Cane and hooks the leg! 1...2...3!

Roger Arden: LLUVIA CANE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!!

Nick Hanson: MASAMI NISHIKIYAMA JUST ELIMINATED LLUVIA CANE!!!!!

Lluvia Cane rolls out of the ring, holding her neck and looking a little shook up as Masami kneels by the ropes and grins at her. She taps her temple before holding up three fingers and wiggles a fourth at her, hinting at their singles match later. Lluvia makes her way back through the curtain and as Masami turns back around, she walks right into a MOAB Launch from Adrianna Salvatore! Salvatore promptly picks her up and follows up with GROUND ZERO! 1...2...3!

Roger Arden: MASAMI NISHIKIYAMA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!!

As the match continues, Cali-Kate makes it back to her feet and gets back into the right. She squares up with Adrianna Salvatore while Erik Holland, Timothy Hunt and Ian Dickenson continue their three way battle. For the most part it’s Ian Dickenson and Timothy Hunt teaming up on the much larger Erik Holland, trying to wear him down with everything they can throw at him. As the fight found it’s way back into the ring, the five in the ring found themselves in a standoff with each other. As the five all circled, Timothy Hunt focused on Adrianna Salvatore and moved forward like he was about to approach but Cali-Kate did the unexpected and turned, NAILING Hunt with a Geek Chic Kick!! The crowd reacted in surprise at Kate’s true display of everyone for themselves as Tim hit the match and she made the cover. 1...2...3!

Roger Arden: TIMOTHY HUNT HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!!!!

This set off a fatal fourway brawl as Ian Dickenson squared off with Erik Holland. Cali-Kate went head to head with Adrianna Salvatore. Adrianna and Kate went more technical and hands on while Ian and Erik engaged in an all out hardcore brawl. Chairs swinging, kendo sticks breaking, tables being set up. As their fight made its way back into the ring, Ian Dickenson had Erik Holland on the ropes, literally and figuratively as he came off the ropes on the other end, possibly going for a Charging Back Elbow but Erik Holland exploded off of the ropes with a roar and PLAN 9 FROM OUTER SPACE!!!! Dickenson stumbled around, staggering, out on his feet before Holland lifted him up across his shoulders. TOXIC AVENGER!!!! 1...2...3!!!!

Roger Arden: IAN DICKENSON HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!!!

Holland sat up out of the cover, snarling into the camera and looked up the ramp at Angel Kash where the woman idly sipped on her margarita. She waved a ‘shoo’ hand Holland’s way, telling him to not even look at her. Erik Holland stood up and glowered up the ramp at the match participant who had yet to even get into the ring. As he stepped back away from the ropes and turned back to inside the ring, however, Cali-Kate stood waiting to catch him with a Geek Chic Kick. As her leg came up, however, Holland caught it in his hand and shook his head with a stern look in his eyes. Big mistake. But what he didn’t see was Adrianna Salvatore running in as she drilled into him with a MOAB Launch. Holland let go of Kate’s foot. Kate stumbled back. Holland and Salvatore both went through a table propped up into a corner. Adrianna pulled herself up, lifting Holland’s legs and leaned forward, applying as much damn pressure she could on the massive man while he was still stunned from the Spear. 1...2...aaaand 3, with Erik kicking out of the cover just after the referee slapped the mat. The pin counted but Erik pulled himself up, wide eyed with disbelief as he looked over at the beast of a woman like he didn’t know whether to be pissed or impressed. In the end, the man slid out of the ring and made his exit as Adrianna pulled herself up to her feet on the ropes.

Roger Arden: ERIK HOLLAND HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!!

Nick Hanson: I can barely believe that!!!

Miranda Augustino: Well if anyone left could, there she is!!!

It was now, as Adrianna and Cali-Kate squared off with each other, locking up and trying to finish each other off as quickly as possible that Angel Kash slowly sat up in her seat, ordering a refill of margarita from Nigel. She watched with intrigue as Adrianna worked Kate over with her strength and technical game but Kate still had her speed to work with, even if she was in agony from the thumbtacks all in her back. The power of Salvatore proved to be seemingly too much for Kate, however as an exchange of stiff forearms ended with the Geekette Extraordinaire getting rocked and setup for the Ground Zero. However, as Adrianna popped her up, Kate rolled through with the flip and landed on Adrianna’s shoulders but before the Queen of Anarchy could follow through with the sitout powerbomb, Kate threw herself back and landed a hurricanrana, dropping Adrianna on her head. Kate hastily got to her feet and pulled Adrianna up, wasting no time in delivering the STARSTRUCK!!! 1...2...3!!

Roger Arden: ADRIANNA SALVATORE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!!

The crowd gave a heavy boo at this which confused Kate at first. She didn’t see what they saw at first and that was Angel Kash sprinting down to the ring as fast as she could, margarita glass in hand as she got into the ring. As Kate pulled herself weakly to her feet, looking at the audience trying to get her to turn around, she realized it all too late as she spun around and SMASH!!!! Angel Kash busted the margarita glass over her head, sending glass and beverage all over the mat as Cali-Kate collapsed onto her face. Angel Kash quickly rolled her over and hooked the leg, shrieking at the ref to count it! Count it!! 1...2...3!!!

Roger Arden: CALI-KATE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!

Nick Hanson: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

Miranda Augustino: WHAT A CROCK OF FUCKIN’ SHIT!! IS THIS HOW THE GODDAMN RUMBLE ENDS?! THIS BITCH?!

Nick Hanson: Unfortunately, you might be right Miran--WAIT A MINUTE!!!!

Miranda Augustino: What, Nic--HEY!!!! WHOA!!!! DANNI!!!!!

As Angel Kash rose to her feet and spread her arms, demanding the audience praise her, she didn’t see Danielle Anderson, having finally recovered from her insane ladder spot and swooped in, biting through the pain in her body as she caught Angel Kash in a Schoolboy, rolling her back as much as she could, bracing her boot on the mat.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

Roger Arden: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!! YOUR WINNER OF THE 2020 SILVER RUSH RUMBLE...DANNI...ANDERSOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNN!!!!!!

Danni Anderson scooted back into the corner, wincing some still from the pain racking her body as “Overtime” bumped throughout the arena. Angel Kash, furious, attempted to get at her but Referee Yumi Akiyama blatantly blocked her path and ordered her out of the ring. Angel demanded she get out of the way and Referee Akiyama just snapped back in her face, ordering her out. Angel stomped the mat like a spoiled child and stormed out of the ring, fists clenched beside her. Back in the ring, Yumi Akiyama checked on Danni Anderson as the girl pulled herself to her feet and allowed her arm to be raised. Her mood picked up a little when she realized she’d won and covered her mouth as tears filled her eyes. She took the trophy of the Silver Mountain being scaled by a mountain climber in shaky hands and held it up as best as she could, granted it was half the size of her.

Nick Hanson: What a start to Wrestle War XVI, huh Miranda?!

Miranda Augustino: AB-SO-FUCKING-LUTELY!!! Now that’s a win well deserved!!! Everything Danni Anderson does when she steps into that ring. Granted not much action from her in this match itself but fuck it, you ask me? She took the biggest risk! Let’s fucking look at that shit again!!

A replay clip rolls of Danni’s Torpedo Plancha off of the ladder, crashing onto Starlight through two tables.

Nick Hanson: That essentially took her out of the rest of the match. It could have done a lot worse. I’m sure Commissioner Brody and General Manager Callaway are gonna be sending her to the hospital to get looked at but she is our Silver Rush winner of 2020!

The camera focused on Danni Anderson, leaning on the referee and holding her trophy as her music played and the fans screamed in approval for her before the shot faded out.

Winner: Danni Anderson
A tremendous, prolonged POP emanated from the fans when a backstage video came up on the big screen. We witnesses the parking garage doors swing open with gusto, and stepping into the arena hallway was none other than Super Tiger and Arley Kirk of Kawaii Trash Pandas GO! While Super Tiger has never looked more pumped, Arley has never looked more perplexed.

Super Tiger: Arley. Honey. This week has not been on your side..

Arley just sighed out loud.

Super Tiger: It burns inside. I also know what it is to experience these things. PAC was the best ever.

Arley looks like she may bawl at any second!

Super Tiger: But guess what?

Arley swiftly turned her head to ST who beamed proudly as they arrived at their locker room and Arley opened up the metal door, never taking her exaggerated gaze off ST.

Super Tiger: This is it, coyote. Ya know where we are? We DID it! This is WRESTLEWAR!

As the building went nuts for these words, Tiger mouthed 'Thank you, love you!' while looking to the camera. However, Arley's quizzical expression didn't seem to falter as she threw her arms out wide, spinning around in a circle in slow motion. Although it was an ambiguous motion, this also received a pop right before she spoke..

Arley Kirk: Tiggy-san. Where did we go wrong in all of this? What are we missing here?

Tiger immediately shook her head!

Super Tiger: Go wrong? Missing? Arley-san, are you feeling okay? We've been kil..

Arley Kirk: I mean, I'm just at a loss. Is this where we're at in our careers? Are we supposed to be impressed?

Tiger nodded as she understood that her partner may be cracking up under the pressure. Tiger attempted to massage AK's shoulders, and she frowned a little as Arley sidestepped and continued to speak.

Arley Kirk: All of this big talk for weeks on end. All of this contempt. The sheer toxic levels of pomp and ignorance. And for WHAT?

Super Tiger: Oh. I'm with you now! Loud and clear.

Tiger beamed in on what Arley was saying.

Arley Kirk: Bloody. Freakin'. Fairytale. They act like they're "superior" in every way. Yet, not only does Christina conduct herself like a moody teenager stuck on a period loop.

A rumble of laughter is heard from ringside, a cheeky smile also crossing what could be seen of ST's masked face.

Arley Kirk: Not only does Lilith, like a spineless fool, revert to a language that nobody but herself understands. Hey, good luck getting your point across to like, everyone! I guess ya didn't think of that while you imagined some kind of upper hand, and it's not like we didn't warn you. Your uselessness to your partner is on your head.

Arley and Tiger both nod and roll their eyes as a timely groan emanates from ringside, complimenting these sentiments.

Arley Kirk: Not only do Bloody Fairyfail so politely grace us with their presence and issue this catastrophically unfair, cheap fuckjob finish.

A loud BOOO fills the arena at the mention of last week's main event closer. Before Arley can continue, Tiger cuts her off.

Super Tiger: They also have the audacity to brag, to one of the most innovative teams in the game TODAY, that they may unveil a new move?! PUHLEASE. Take your new moves and turn em sideways.

Tiger nodded triumphantly, receiving a big POP.

Arley Kirk: Bloody Fairyfail is Bloody Fairyfail, ST. We'll let the champions continue to dig their own grave with our shovel. I must say though, at least the #SkillzVendorz are having fun!

Super Tiger: Yes coyote-san, but in a tag team title match, those zappers and joysticks and powergloves they love so much? Useless. We're not 8 bit clay targets, after all.

Arley raised an eyebrow while the fans seemed to chuckle along with ST.

Arley Kirk: Hey, gamers are rad! Mad props to Vendorz. We had a really, really exciting match. The four of us ripped the place apart and asked for seconds! However...

Arley leaned an arm around ST's shoulders..

Arley Kirk: Kat, Sammi. Being able to go toe-to-toe with us and hanging in there is NOT ENOUGH. Especially when we're THIS revving to go!

Super Tiger: Hungry Trash Pandas!!

Arley Kirk: You Vendorz gals and you Fairytale animals, you are going to have to go above and beyond to be able to withstand these furious gold-seeking missiles!

Super Tiger: Hai grrrl! These two teams, rain hail or shine, will never be the same after their Trash Panda ordeal!

Arley grinned, nodding at ST as if to say "Right awn!" as the crowd volume picked up once more..

Super Tiger: All you #Panditos out in the arena tonight??

Huge POP!

Arley Kirk: All of y'all #Panditos rootin' for us out there in TV land?!

Another huge POP! Super Tiger and Arley Kirk stood side by side and made the "title belt" gesture around their waists in unison.

Super Tiger: Mark our words!

The scene faded out on ST and AK playfully shoving one another before the classic..

Super Tiger: Hai grrrl!

*Fistbump*

Arley Kirk: Yuh grrrl!

*Fistbump*

-fade-
Roger Arden: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall!!

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

“Player 1 Ready…”

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

“Game Start!”

The main tune hits but rather than her usual energetic, upbeat entrance, Cali-Kate steps out from behind the curtain. Hair rinsed out of the alcohol she’d been hit in the face with just moments ago. The camera gets a good look at her back, still a little raw from the thumbtacks in the rumble. Despite the mood she’s in, she slaps the hands of the fans as she makes her way to the ring. Once she’s in the ring, she finally amps the audience up a bit, going into her little skip. Why? Because it puts smiles on fans’ faces and they came to enjoy themselves so she’s going to make sure they do so.

Roger Arden: Introducing first! From Laguna Beach, California! Weighing in at one hundred and thirty six pounds! The Geekette Extraordinaire! CALI...KATE!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: I hope Katie bug beats that bitch Angel Kash’s ass, Nicky.

Nick Hanson: Miranda, remember….

Miranda Augustino: Fuck that! Beach blonde bimbo couldn’t wrestle her way outta a wet bag of barbacoa! She needs to hit people with shitty ass booze to try and win? Thank god Danni pulled that off.

Nick Hanson: You don’t like margaritas?

Miranda Augustino: Mira we! Margaritas are for bitches!

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

Roger Arden: And!!! Her tag team partner!!! From Calabasas, California! Weighing in at two hundred and five pounds!! DIAMOND….LASH….DONOHUE!!!!!

Lash Donohue, adorned in his usual furry hat and coat, strides down the ramp confidently, his arms stretched out, slapping the hands which reach out.

The fans get a lot more enthusiastic as Lash leaps up onto the barricade and shows off his agility by casually making his way down it. Lash reaches the end of the barricade wall and looks around, giving a somewhat cocky smirk as several flashbulbs go off while he leaps from the Wall to the ring apron, strikes his trademark pose and 'skins the cat'. Lash Donohue ascends to the top rope and gestures for the crowd to get louder before jumping down and joining Kate to wait for their opponents.

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

Roger Arden: First, from the Hamptons, New York! Weighing in at one hundred and thirty pounds! She is the Trillion Dollar Princess...the Golden Queen...the Natural Born Goddess...ANGEL...KASH!!!!

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

Roger Arden: And...her tag team partner….

As the opening siren note sounds throughout the arena, all focus goes to the entryway as a pre-recorded man’s voice comes through the speaker. As he speaks and the guitar starts to slowly kick in, the silhouette of an imposing woman comes stepping towards the camera.

Let's face it.
The threat of warfare is the greatest danger our nation has ever known.
A creation right out of science fiction.
Scientific experiments on people.
When pieced together, these will give some of the answers,
And some of the information we will need to survive in a nuclear incident.

As the speech draws to a close, the silhouette steps into the light to reveal Mai Blackman in her street clothes with a pair of sunglasses over her eyes. She reaches up with one hand, pulling her shades off and the guitar riff picks up with the song truly beginning to get underway. The video wall comes to life with quick clips of Mai Blackman in her old youtube series focusing on her former career as a bounty hunter. Through home video and go-pro cams, we see her aggressively dealing with individuals; mostly focusing on her encounters with bounties who decided to get aggressive. Mai is seen subduing them with a particularly brutal martial art. This highlight reel is intercut with the name BLACKMAN being plastered across the video wall to resemble cold steel. Meanwhile, the entryway fills with smoke as the lights begin to flicker and the Janet Jacobs steps out in one of her finest evening gowns to a vicious assault of boos and jeers. Janet just shakes her head and smiles at the hate before turning to the curtain and extends her arms in front of her, presenting something or someone. As the lyrics to the song begin, Mai Blackman finally makes her physical appearance, dressed in her tights, sports top and boots with kick pads. A towel is hung over her neck and her black hair is tied back into a tight short ponytail. The look on her face is enough to kill.

Like a moth to the flames, so bright
Severing in till my eyes go blind
So systematic, you take control
Am I the antic becoming your fall?

Another wave of boos erupts from the crowd as Mai looks up to take in her surroundings. A smug smirk, dripping with arrogance slips through her scowl as she starts to loosen up; bouncing on her toes, shaking her arms down at her side and throwing a few loose air punches at the ground.

I'm sending the signal
Releasing the symbol into your mind
Into your mind!
This is the answer
Cure for the cancer I've kept inside
I've kept inside!

Mai makes her way to the center of the stage where Janet stands, hands on her hips, standing confidently with that wicked yet alluring smirk on her lips. As Mai reaches her side, she turns to her client and says something, most likely a final review of strategy to which Mai nods confidently. She then brings attention to the ring where Mai’s opponent awaits and nods in that direction, continuing to talk. She points to Mai, clearly telling her she’s got this and to go do what she does best. Mai looks down the ramp with a predatory grin on her face like a hunter prepared to go for the kill. She nods back to Janet and sticks her fist out to which the manager bumps it back with her own, top, bottom, then knuckles. Mai finally steps onto the ramp and approaches the ring, motioning with her hands that she’s right there and ready. She yells “Let’s do this shit!” as she begins descending the ramp.

Roger Arden: Making her NFW debut! Being accompanied to the ring by her manager, Janet Jacobs! From Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at one hundred and thirty five pounds...MAI...BLACKMAN!!!!

I'm coming back to LIFE!
And breaking through this TIME!
I'm taking back what's MINE!
Awakening in you

Janet accompanies Mai down the aisle, practically right on her heels. Mai Blackman moves with a sense of purpose down the ramp towards the ring; head tilted down, eyes on the ring with that murderous scowl on her face again. As she reaches ringside, she pauses to bounce side to side on her toes again before rounding the corner to the ring. She runs up onto the apron, turning to defiantly face the booing crowd as she opens out her arms with that arrogant smirk again. She loves the hate they’re throwing at her. It fuels her. It feeds her aggression and her sense of focus. Janet Jacobs moves up the steps and enters the ring under the middle rope while Mai turns and steps in over it on her side. Mai immediately goes into a rope run across the mat as Janet nods in approval at seeing her client fired up, focused, ready for battle.. Mai finally rolls forward on the mat and comes up onto one knee with her fists up in a fighter’s pose before hopping up to her feet and moving to her corner. Janet joins her and reveals a little case where she produces a black mouthguard that she administers to Mai. Janet and Mai exchange a high five before Janet takes Mai’s towel from her and sets it down in her corner. She puts her hands on the amped up woman’s shoulders from behind and leans up to her ear, whispering more as both of them watch Mai’s opponent. Mai nods and bares her guarded teeth in a vicious sneer as she throws a few low air punches and bounces on her feet, waiting for the bell.


Nick Hanson: And here we go! Kash and Blackman...Cali-Kate and Donohue. Blackman’s gonna start off against Lash. This is her NFW debut folks.

Miranda Augustino: Debuting at Wrestle War, how about that, Nicky?

Donohue and Blackman starting this match. Lash moves to the center of the ring, holding out his hands to Blackman for a test of strength, only for the rookie to send a sharp kick at his legs. Lash dances backwards, comically shrugging his shoulders as if to say “well I tried”. The two begin to circle, both of them looking for an opening. Angel yells something at Mai, who turns to see what her partner is screaming about. Lash chuckles, tapping Mai on the shoulder. Blackman turns around, confused, only to eat a massive European uppercut, dropping Mai on to her back. Donohue pulls Blackman to her feet, and tosses his opponent into the corner, tagging in Cali-Kate to a pop from the audience.

Nick Hanson: Tag into Kate!

Miranda Augustino: Get some Katie bug!

Kate goes to work on Mai now, kicking her knee out from under her before running over and hitting the ropes before nailing a dropkick to the rookie, forcing her to roll out of the ring under the bottom rope. The crowd is going nuts as the Geekette Extraordinaire hops twice in place before running back to the other side of the ring, looking for a suicide dive, only to take a forearm to the face by Angel Kash who is waiting for her there. The Trillion Dollar princess screams at Mai to hurry up and tag her, which Blackman does as soon as she gets back into the ring.

Nick Hanson: Now Kash is in! She’s gotta be sour still. She thought she had the rumble won.

Miranda Augustino: Fuck that bitch!

Nick Hanson: Whoa!

Kash forces Kate into a neutral corner, propping her up before pinning her in place with a boot to the throat, choking the fan favorite to a chorus of boos. Angel mocks the audience as the ref comes over, beginning to count, which causes Kash to break the hold at four. She backs up a couple of steps before running in, looking for a lifted knee, but Kate ducks it, diving into the corner and hitting Lash for the hot tag. Donahue comes in like a house on fire, slamming Kash down with a couple of clotheslines before throwing her into her own corner, blinded by the adrenaline pumping through him. He backs into his own corner, and sprints in, looking for the cannonball. But Mai pulls Angel out of the way under the bottom rope after tagging herself in, which causes Lash’s flip to get him caught up in the turnbuckles. Mai comes in and takes advantage, hard kicks to the ribs before dropping an elbow on the suspended Donahue’s chest, causing him to come out of the turnbuckles and landing on his back on the mat, hard.

Mai pulls him out of the corner, grabbing an arm and applying her patented BLACKMAN’S BOUNTY, looking to choke the life out of Lash. In the middle of the ring, it looks like Donahue is in trouble until Cali-Kate comes off a springboard leap, dropping a leg across the chest of Blackman, forcing a break. Angel Kash is in the ring immediately, booting Kate square in the chest as she sits up. The referee breaks it up, forcing the non-active competitors back into their corners after a brief scuffle. Blackman and Donahue both roll into their respective corners, tagging in their partners.

Kate and Kash meet in the middle of the ring, forearms, fists, slaps, and kicks flying with no regard for any type of defense at this point. Angel hits a particularly hard forearm, stunning the Geekette long enough for the Princess to slip behind, grabbing her opponent by the hair and nailing her with a backbreaker. The never say die attitude in Cali-Kate shows it’s face as the woman kips up, straight back to her feet as she grabs Kash around the neck and launches her into the corner before running in and hitting a dropkick. Angel buckle, the top rope supporting her before Cali-Kate pulls her out a few paces then hits the corner at a run, leaping back and catching the Trillion Dollar Princess with a finishing maneuver of her own in the COMIC-KAZE! Kate rolls Kash up! Donahue hits a ridiculous crossbody from the top, sailing over his partners pin attempt to level Blackman who’d come in for the save!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

~DING DING DING~

Roger Arden: Here are your winners! LASH DONOHUE...and...CALI...KATE!!!

Nick Hanson: You could call that sweet revenge for Cali-Kate, folks!!

Miranda Augustino: Hell yeah!!!

Cali-Kate and Lash Donohue make their way up the main ramp, high fiving fans in victory as Angel Kash recovers in the ring. Janet Jacobs and Mai Blackman consult over something the camera doesn’t pick up. In the end, Janet pats Mai on the shoulder assuringly. Mai nods, seemingly not too phased by not winning her debut match.

The scene comes up backstage with Cali-Kate and Lash Donohue celebrating their win with high-fives and excited chatter when Amy Connors walks up.

Amy: Cali-Kate, Lash, that was an extraordinary victory out there when you seemed to have the odds somewhat stacked against you.

Cali-Kate: Amy, something you need to learn about me is that I've been fighting odds all my life. The usual about my parents being unsupportive and being a shortshit in a business generally dominated by larger individuals. This was just another level in my endless game. I will tell you, fighting two matches back to back is never a fun thing to do.

Kate looks at Lash and gives him a nod.

Cali-Kate: But hey, I had someone at my back, and I'm happy for that much. I can go to Trauma this Saturday with my head held high. And that's a new game start for all these bitches.

Clasping at what seems to be a bad shoulder gingerly, Lash grimaced slightly, nodding to Kate and giving her his best 'I'm ok!' grin before turning to Amy..

Lash Donohue: Look, no lie, being such different people with such diverse outlooks? Kate and I bicker like mad. About darn near everything..

Amy and Cali-Kate both seemed to frown, preparing for Lash to say something vulgar.

Lash Donohue: Where we see eye to eye? Where our hearts lay. Loyalty. It's been on US to lead the charge against those who dared pose any kind of threat to our place of work..

Lash leaned in closer, looking into the camera and speaking as clearly as he can muster.

Lash Donohue: While all this empty commotion brought on by Dana Ellis and Angel Kash sent most of NFW into a tailspin? Cali-Kate and me said yo, fuck every part of that!

Cali-Kate raised a fist and nodded proudly as Lash continued

Lash Donohue: We pooled our resources and stood tall in the face of adversity. When the chips were getting thrown at us, we dug in our heels and defended the homefront! So you don't wanna be discountin' a couple of short MF's who don't got no familial support!

Cali-Kate: I'm sure over on Trauma I'm gonna have more to deal with from those two, but tonight we were the fly in the ointment, the monkey in the wrench, the pain in the ass for those two and I'll be damned if they try to start shit on Trauma to just sit back and let them run wild.

Amy: Thanks you two.

Kate and Lash give a quick fist bump before they part ways and the scene fades out.
Roger Arden: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the Best of 7 Series FINALS match!!!

"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! Weighing in at one hundred and thirty three pounds! Representing the Kingdom! She is the Cherokee Princess...LLUVIA...CAAAAAAAANE!!!!!

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, weighing in at one hundred and forty five pounds! 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 things start settling down, following entrances, the crowd starts murmuring about something going on at the stage. The camera cuts back over to show, once again, Cain Marik setting up a chair and sitting down to watch the match. Masami Nishikiyama looks up the ramp at the man with a suspicious glare in her eyes before looking at Lluvia Cane and thumbing in Cain’s direction as if to ask who is he and what’s he doing here? Lluvia just smiles and shrugs, shaking her head. Masami turns her scowl back to Cain and points a finger right at him, telling him he better stay where he is. Both women back into their corners and wait for the bell.

~DING DING DING~

With Cain Marik once again taking a seat at the top of the ramp and both Masami and Lluvia exchanging verbal barbs and hateful glares while they circled, the bell rang out and Masami immediately made herself known, delivering a sharp forearm smash. Lluvia shook it off and responded in kind, rocking Masami a little. Lluvia tried to capitalise with another forearm shot yet Nishikiama blocked and twisted Lluvia's arm up behind her back. With the arm up behind her back, Nishiki secured a handful of hair before she delivered hard knee after hard knee to the sternum and solar plexus, knocking the wind right out of Cane. Masami let out a yell before she issued a rough hair grab takedown and hit the ropes!

Nick Hanson: Oh man! Those knees to the chest then a takedown by Nishiki. This match is getting heated real fast!

Miranda Augustino: Final round, Nicky! They gotta dig deep!

On the rebound, Nishiki uttered a war cry and tried to take off Lluvia's head with a furious lariat, yet Lluvia popped the fans by avoiding it with a military roll and once back up, also leaping up high to avoid a follow up sweep kick. This infuriated Masami who pressed forward, looking for a leaping headbutt, but Cane drilled her with a big boot in mid flight! Cover by Lluvia!

ONE

TWO

Nick Hanson: Cover by Cane! This could be it!

Miranda Augustino: Nope!

Albeit dazed, Masami kicked out. Lluvia took an arm and dragged Masami back to her feet, looking for a suplex. Halfway up, Masami managed to kick wildly and landed before converting Lluvia's standard suplex to a sit-out front suplex of her own! Rolling Cane over, the crowd BOOOOO as Masami grimaced and wrapped her hands around the throat of Lluvia. The referee began his count, yet it became obvious that the purpose was merely to slam Cane's head into the mat repeatedly when Masami switched it up to handfuls of hair and proceeded to do the same. Lluvia earned another pop as she managed to roll on top for a second but Masami promptly had her back at square one, but this time fired relentless forearm shots in fast succession before leaning on Lluvia's throat with both forearms, choking her once more.

Nick Hanson: Forearms across the throat! You ever see anything like that before?!

Miranda Augustino: Not ever! Kinda unique, really!

As the referee counted, Lluvia's legs flail wildly as she fought for air, Masami finally relenting right before the count of five! Masami stood and earned herself a chorus of heckling as she taunted the crowd. Lluvia slowly got up on all fours yet she only slumped face down once more as she received a hard pump kick to the forehead for her trouble. Masami, clearly frustrated, began laying in stomps and putting the boots to Lluvia. With her ever-impressive strength on display, Masami wrapped her arms around Cane's midsection and dragged her up to her feet. After another couple of stiff knees, Masami went for a gutwrench suplex into the turnbuckles, yet Lluvia wowed the fans by landing on the top rope with cat-like agility and launching off with a stunning flying crossbody!

Miranda Augustino: HOLY SHIT!!!!!!

Nick Hanson: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

Miranda Augustino: MEOWRL!!!!!

Nick Hanson: What was that?

Miranda Augustino: I dunno just….fuckin meowrl!

Masami caught all of the crossbody, yet the fan volume picked up as she was able to roll through into a pinning predicament!

ONE!

Reversal, Cane on top!

ONE

T..

Reversal and Masami back on top, also earning another raucous round of BOOOOs as she grabbed a handful of tights! Referee none the wiser!

ONE

TWO

THR..

Lluvia angrily powered out and the crowd loves her for it! Masami growled and went to issue a hard stomp, yet Lluvia caught her leg, tripped her up and dropped her on her backside! Figure four cinched in on Nishiki! Masami cried out in pain as Cane pulled back on the hold, yet this did allow Masami to crawl back and force a rope break.

Nick Hanson: Ohhhh we almost had a submission!

Miranda Augustino: You imagine if Lluvia Cane not only won this but she won by tap out?

Nick Hanson: Not like it couldn’t happen. Anything could.

Both women to their feet now, Nishiki doubled Cane over with a stiff kick to the gut. Masami hooked both of Cane's arms for a double underhook suplex, yet Cane blocked it by locking in her legs. This only prompted Masami to go with a go-behind and the crowd seemed to collectively groan as she got the full nelson in on Cane! Although Lluvia seemed to fight with everything, this match hadn't left her much and she faded relatively fast. Nishiki grinned proudly as she swung Cane around and initiated the Nishiki driver..

Nick Hanson: This is it!!! Masami hits this and it is DONE!!

Miranda Augustino: Nishiki Driv---whoa no!

Nick Hanson: Holy hell!!! Cane reverses it!!!

The fans went berserk as they saw Lluvia's legs kick wildly before she hooked them around the neck of Masami and dragged her down to the mat. TORCH OF BLAME! TORCH OF BLAME LOCKED IN TIGHT! The light looked to have turned off for Masami after a moment of struggling desperately to break free and the referee checked on her, raising an arm as the crowd chanted along..

ONE!

Nick Hanson: LLUVIA’S GOT THE TORCH OF BLAME LOCKED IN!! THAT’S A LEGIT SUBMISSION!!

Miranda Augustino: You don’t only see it in wrestling, Nicky! They use that shit in Jiujitsu!!!

Nick Hanson: Masami’s fading!!!!

Cane was relentless with the Torch of blame as the referee raised Masami’s arm up once more, the crowd chanting along as it slumped again..

TWO!

Miranda Augustino: Oh no, she’s not fading. She is OUT!

There was no chance Cane was going to let up, and the referee raised Masami's arm again.

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

Nick Hanson: IT’S OVER!!!! IT IS ALL OVER!!! LLUVIA WINS THE SERIES!!!!

Miranda Augustino: WITH AUTHORITY!!!!

Roger Arden: HERE IS YOUR WINNER!!! THE CHEROKEE PRINCESS...LLUVIA….CAAAAAAAANE!!!!

Lluvia Cane released Masami Nishikiyama out of the submission hold and Masami slumped to the mat, unconscious where the referee immediately put her on her side as Lluvia Cane celebrated her Wrestle War victory!

The scene comes up on Sela-Rica Lark somewhere with a deep purple backdrop. She faces to the side holding a rose.

Sela: They say that a rose by any other name smells just as sweet. They also say that every rose has its thorns. And why is all this? Why is something that is so beautiful also cause such pain? Why can't it be just sweet and innocent or vile and deadly?

Sela doesn't even look up as she crushes the blossom head in her fist with a smirk to the camera.

Sela: The answer: because you can't lure anything in if you don't look pure.

Opening her fist, the crushed petals and stem fall to the floor. Sela shakes off the last bit of the flower from her hand, noting the slight bleeding. She smiles and gives her hand a lick.

Sela: Angel knows I'm a rose. Beautiful and dangerous. And she chose the stipulation of Three Stages of Hell. That we should both go through a No DQ match to start. Then one of us has to put the other through a table. And if that were not violent and bloody enough by that point, we must finally brutalize each other enough for the other to say…

Sela smirks again.

Sela: … I Quit. You see it won't be enough to just knock each other down for a pin or wrap ourselves into some submission hold, the other fighter must be so far gone, must be so broken that they actually wish to end the match of their own accord.

Sela giggles and starts to cackle swaying side to side.

Sela: The delicious taste of making another so broken they must stop the match is without compare. And allow me to make one thing very clear here, I am not so easily broken. I refuse to quit. That is simply… inconceivable as the thief would say.

Sela continues to smile and sway.

Sela: So Angel, you tried to break me once before, can you finish the job? Because if you can't, I will. And when I do, you'll wish you could have. The new United States title… comes with the Underground Queen.

Sela gives a good laugh as the camera fades out.
Roger Arden: The following contest is a Tag Team Last Warrior Standing Match! The rules are simple. There are No Disqualifications. There are No Submissions. There are No Countouts. The only way to win is for one team to ensure that both members of the opposing team are unable to answer the referee’s ten count. Ladies and gentlemen, as an added stipulation to this matchup, is Vanita Thompson and Darius Crowley lose to the Ringmaster and Tyson Law, they must join the Chaos Circus. And now, introducing the competitors….

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

Ringmistress: Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, prepare yourself for a night of dark and violence. The Dark Circus proudly brings to you, the greatest show of violence on earth, the dark one himself, your favorite performer and mine, the one, the only, The Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiingmasterrrrrrrrrrrrrr! AND AND!!! His tag tag team partner! From Raleigh, North Carolina! The ever ever so talented!! The ever so deadly deadly! Tyyyyysoooooooonnnnnnnnn Laaaaaaaaaaaawwwww!!!!!

As she finishes up the introduction, Ringmaster bursts through the curtain, with Tyson Law right behind him. The Ringmaster smiles devilishly tipping his tophat towards the ring to the Ringmistress before giving kicking the cane off the ground and twirling it around and placing it back down and making his way to the ring followed by his clowns who are skipping and dancing behind him. Tyson follows right along side the Ringmaster with the clowns around them; face obscured by his mask. They makes it to the ring and the Ringmaster tosses his tophat to Ringmistress followed by his cane and steps into the ring. Tyson Law hops up onto the apron and slingshots into a somersault over the top rope, landing on one knee in a dramatic pose. Ringmaster removes his jacket and hands it off to the Ringmistress. She also takes Tyson’s vest and mask as she steps out of the ring and the lights go off once more. When the lights come on, the music ends and the clowns have disappeared from around ringside, leaving only the Ringmaster, Tyson Law and Ringmistress there.

Roger Arden: And...their opponents…

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

1:06 into the music, Darius Crowley literally seemed to rise out of the mist on the stage from a crouched position. His head is bowed. Beside him, Vanita Thompson steps forward, seemingly just materializing out of the darkness itself. He brought his hands together in a prayer motion and the camera panned in on his face as he opened his eyes and lifted his gaze to the ring with the coldest, intense sense of controlled hatred that one has ever seen. Vanita turns to lean against him with a hand on his chest as they stare coldly towards the ring

Roger Arden: "Making their way to the ring, at this time! He is the one they call the Filius Damnati...the Son of the Damned...DARIIIUUUUUUUUUUS....CROWLEEEEEEEEEEEY!!!!! AND...his tag team partner, from Denver Colorado...VAIN….VANITAAAAAAA THOMPSOOOONNNNNN!!!

As they were officially announced, Darius Crowley lowered his hands to his sides and calmly started making his way to the ring, Vanita Thompson right at his side. The lighting from the spotlight on the stage left them as just ominous silhouettes moving through the darkness until they stepped into the dim lighting over the ring and paused before climbing the steps and entering the ring. He brought his hands up into a prayer position again before literally dropping to the mat into a meditative stance. Darius lowered his hands down and rested them onto his knees, lifting his head and turning it towards their opponents with that same, unchanged expression of hard focus. Behind him, Vanita lowered down to a knee, resting her hands on her man’s shoulders, following his gaze with her own cold, hard stare.

~DING DING DING~

All four competitors are in the ring as Ringmistress stands on the floor, a sinister, yet giddy look on her face. Before the bell can even sound, Vanita and Darius go right after the two member of the Chaos Circus. Vanita focuses on Tyson as Darius goes right after Ringmaster. The four begin to brawl, Vanita and Tyson spilling out to the floor. As they brawl, Ringmistress hops into the ring and onto the back of Darius and just tries her best to choke him as Ringmaster gets his bearings straight again. He gets back up to his feet and as he does, Darius grabs the young woman by the hair and just throws her off of him to the mat. Ringmistress looks frightened as she scrambles and gets right behind Ringmaster. She sits behind the man as she yells and points at Darius, calling him a meanie. She tabs Ringmaster and tells him to take him out. Ringmaster nods as he just gets right up into Darius’ face and delivers a forearm to the side of the head. The shot doesn’t seem to do much to Darius who just looks at his opponent and delvers a forearm of his own. The two men just begin going back and forth, trading shots as the fans seem to love the exchange by these two men. Finally, Darius blocks a few forearms from Ringmaster and goes for a roundhouse kick, but Ringmaster ducks and delivers a discus clothesline and drives Darius down to the mat.

Meanwhile, on the outside of the ring, Vanita and Tyson are brawling through the crowd. Vanita has Tyson on the defensive as she takes him up the steps towards the second level of the arena. Vanita takes Tyson and bounces his head off the hand railing before delivering a roundhouse kick to the side of Tyson’s head. She then grabs him and tosses him back down the steps and causing him to tumble down back to the floor. She takes a drink from one of the fans and takes a sip as she walks down the steps and then throws the drink and cup right into Tyson’s face. She then takes him and looks to throw him into the wall separating the floor section and then next, but Tyson reverses it and sends Vanita going back first into the wall. He then grabs Vanita and then delivers a soccer kick to the midsection of Vanita before delivering a kick to the back of the head. Tyson then yells at the ref and tells him to start counting. The ref begins his ten count, but only makes it to about four before Vanita gets up to a knee. Tyson picks her up and lifts Vanita up, dropping her stomach first over the handrail beside them. Those two continue as ringside, Darius has control of Ringmaster with Ringmistress pleading with the man who has steel chair in hand and is stalking the leader of the group that has been stalking and torment him and Vanita for weeks now.

Nick Hanson: Ohhhhhh Darius has the Ringmaster right where he wants him!

Miranda Augustino: This could be bad but don’t get in the way Kitten!

Nick Hanson: Get your girl, Mir! She’s about to--

Miranda Augustino: KITTEN, NO!!!

Darius takes the chair and goes to swing it right down onto the crown of Ringmaster’s head, but before he can, Ringmistress gets in between them. This causes Darius to hesitate and this opening is just enough for Ringmaster who gets up and delivers a low blow right to Darius who drops to his knees, holding onto his manhood. Ringmistress jumps for joy as she slaps Ringmaster on the back. He then grabs the chair, taking it and driving it down onto the back of Darius before swinging it and with a loud bang, knocks Darius over the head with the chair. Ringmaster isn’t done though. Ringmistress grabs his cane and tosses it to him as Ringmaster catches it and gives it a twirl before cracking it over the skull of Darius as he just falls limp to the floor and he motions for the ref to start counting. 1…2....3...4...5...6...7...Darius uses the barricade to help him get back up to his feet. As soon as he does, Ringmaster charges in and delivers a clothesline that sends Darius over the barricade and into the first row of fans.

As Ringmaster leaps over the barricade to continue his fight with Darius, Vanita and Tyson find their way up to the stage and entrance area. The two are exchanging punches. Vanita is getting the better of the exchange as she blocks a few punches from Tyson and then grabs the man, sending him face first into the staging. Tyson bounces off and right into a roundhouse kick to the back of the head that drops him down to one knee. As Vanita lines up her next move, Ringmistress comes running up the stage and hits Vanita with the walking cane of Ringmaster. The strike though doesn’t seem to phase Vanita. She just turns around and glares at Ringmistress. The woman immediately begins to backpedal down the ramp. Vanita just stalks her, making her way down the ramp. Ringmistress turns and runs after almost stumbling and falling down as Vanita gives chase. Ringmistress gets down to the commentary table and gets behind Miranda and cowers. Vanita comes down and gets right into Miranda’s face as Ringmistress truly looks terrified in this moment.

Ringmistress: Bad bad lady!

Miranda: Back off Vanita, you don’t want to hit a commentator do you?

Vanita looks and shoves Miranda out of the way to try and get to Ringmistress. As she does, Ringmaster comes leaping over the barricade and delivers a clothesline to Vanita, taking her down and saving both Miranda and Ringmistress for now. Ringmaster gets up and as he does, the crack of a steel chair echoes as Darius pops up and hits him in the back, dropping him to a knee. Darius leaps over the barricade and helps Vanita up and hands her the chair. He grabs Ringmaster and holds his arms behind his back. Vanita looks over at Ringmistress and glares.

Vanita: I said there will be blood spilled.

She swings the chair as hard as she can, cracking it over Ringmaster’s skull as he crumbles to the ground. Ringmistress checks on him and he’s opened up and bleeding now. She looks at Vanita and just growls as Vanita just shoots a look that could kill at her. With that look, Ringmistress cowers a little bit as the ref starts his count. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...Ringmaster uses the announce table to get back up to his feet.

Tyson is making his way down the ramp, a kendo stick in hand. Darius comes charging towards him, but Tyson takes the kendo stick and swings it, hitting Darius right between the eyes with it and drops him. He looks at Vanita and motions for her to come and get him. Vanita looks at him and starts to follow Tyson as he backs up the ramp and around to the side of the stage. Vanita closes in on him as Tyson begins to climb the staging and the crowd gasps as Vanita gives chase. Tyson gets up to the top of the staging and Vanita is right behind him. The two stand on top of the staging and tron, facing off with one another. Tyson takes his kendo stick and swings wildly as Vanita ducks under it. Vanita delivers a kick to the midsection of Tyson, causing him to lose his weapon. Vanita picks up the kendo stick and this time, she goes to swing, but Tyson ducks under and as he gets back up, he shoots the green mist right into her face!

Vanita screams as she’s blinded by the mist. Tyson looks down below as he sees Vanita struggling to try and wipe the mist from her eyes. He grins as he backs up and gets a running start. He hits Vanita with a spear as the two of them go flying off the top of the tron and crashing below!

Crowd: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!

The ref and paramedics rush over to check on the two of them as they begin to work on getting both fighters out of the wreckage below and work on getting them onto stretchers. As a formality, the ref does his count. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10!

Rodger Arden: Vanita Thompson and Tyson Law have both been eliminated!

Nick Hanson: My GOD!!!! Tyson took Vanita out but he took himself out in the process!!!

Miranda Augustino: GODDAMN!!!!

As everyone works on them, Darius and Ringmaster are ringside continuing their fight. Darius has control of the leader of the Chaos Circus. He has Ringmaster propped against the ring post and a leadpipe in hand. He takes a wild swing and Ringmaster is able to duck under it as the metal pipe bangs against the metal ring post, reverberating into Darius’ hand and causes him to drop the weapon. Ringmaster takes this moment to catch a chair tossed to him by Ringmistress and set it down on the floor. He grabs Darius and picks him, hitting him with a brainbuster right onto the chair! Ringmistress bounces up and down with glee as she points at Darius and tells the ref to count. 1…2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9… Darius gets up to his feet with help from the ring apron.

Nick Hanson: To think this could have ended up as a two on one! But we’re down to the Ringmaster of the Chaos Circus and the Lord of Shadow! The Son of the Damned!

Miranda Augustino: Kitten needs to just stay out of the way!

Ringmistress growls and tells Ringmaster to finish it and bring him into the family. Ringmaster reaches under the ring, finding what looks like an elbow pad and puts it onto his elbow. But, as he bends his elbow, it’s clear there is something in the elbow pad to ensure it’s loaded for a true knockout. Ringmaster picks Darius up and goes for his rolling elbow, but Darius is able to duck under it as Ringmaster turns around, he gets hit with a Bicycle knee strike! Darius though, refuses to stop there. He then looks under the ring and finds a table. From there, he finds some lighter fluid and after setting up the table, he covers it in lighter fluid. He grabs a lighter and rolls Ringmaster into the ring. He picks up the man and climbs to the top rope with him. He sets Ringmaster up for Straight into Mordor and before he goes to deliver the move, he takes the lighter and ignites it, tossing it down onto the table, setting it on fire. Once the table is engulfed in flames, Darius takes Ringmaster, lifting him up and leaping off the top rope and hitting Straight into Mordor through the flaming table! Assistants come running in with fire extinguishers and begin spraying both men with it. Ringmistress looks absolutely shaken right now at what she just saw and the ref begins to count. 1...2…3...4...5...6...7...8...Darius somehow finds a way to get back up to his feet! 9...10!

~DING DING DING~

Roger Arden: Here are your winners!!!! VANITA THOMPSON...AND….DARIUS...CROWLEY!!!!!

Nick Hanson: I CAN’T BELIEVE DARIUS WAS WILLING TO TAKE THAT RISK!!!

Miranda Augustino: NO KIDDING!!!! Kitten!! C’mere baby!!

“Blow Your Trumpets Gabriel” plays as Darius Crowley steadies himself on his feet and is rejoined by Vanita Thompson. The man grimaces in pain from the flaming table as referees check on The Ringmaster and Tyson as well as Vanita herself, checking to see if she needs to be stretchered out but she holds onto Darius and stays standing as the two walk victoriously up the ramp.


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The music begins to play.

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

Two spotlights come on at the top of the stage and there stands Christina and Lilith.

Roger Arden: And they’re opponents, they are the NFW World Tag Team Champions, Christina Olson, Lilith Meadows, Bloody Fairytale!

"Here, emotions behold
You've entered a Hell where the Devil is made of gold
Please, don't run your mouth
The questions before have no place in this haunted house"

A series of spotlights appear on the ramp as the duo make their way down the ramp. The chorus hits.

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

The two climb up to the ring apron and hook the top rope and jump, using the rope to vault them into the ring. The lights go out once again as the instrumental solo hits and once the lyrics pick up again, the two are standing there in their ring gear, Lilith kneeling on the ground and Christina having her hands resting on her partner’s shoulders as the two look focused and ready to go.

All three teams are in the ring as the ref presents the NFW World Tag Team Championships. He hands them off and calls for the bell.

~DING DING DING~

As he does, Lilith and Christina look at each other and nod as they immediately roll out of the ring and drop to the floor where they look at the Trash Pandas and Skillz Vendorz and motion for the two of them to fight it out right now. The other four women look at each other and nod. Sammi and Arley hit the ropes and come diving through them, landing right on Bloody Fairytale and driving them into the barricade with stereo suicide dives. They then grab Christina and roll her into the ring. Arley and Sammi get back in and they surround Christina along with Katrina and Tiger. They then begin to pinball Christina around them with right hands before Arley just grabs Christina and drops her with a snap DDT. Lilith rolls into the ring, grabbing Christina and pulling her back out to the floor as she just glares up at the other four women.

Nick Hanson: Saved by the faerie!!

Miranda Augustino: Right?!

As this happens, Sammi and Tiger get out of the ring and order is finally brought to this match. Katrina and Arley circle the ring, looking at each other before they lock up. Arley forces Katrina into the corner as the ref calls for the break. She gives a clean break and backs away. Katrina comes charging in and when she does. Arley just takes her over and to the mat with an arm drag. Katrina hops back up and she once again gets taken down by another arm drag by Arley who keeps hold and puts her in an armbar. She wrenches on the arm of Katrina who fights. She makes it back up to her feet after a few moments on the ground before reversing out of the hold and putting Arley into a key lock before transitioning into a headlock and then into snap suplex. Katrina floats over and goes for a standing moonsault, but Arley moves out of the way and Katrina lands on her feet. Arley goes to sweep for the legs, but Katrina leaps over the attempt and then just delivers a double stomp to the chest of Arley.

She then grabs Arley and drags her over to her corner and tags in Sammi. Sammi comes in off the tag by climbing to the top rope. Katrina holds Arley in place as Sammi launches from the top rope with a frog splash. Sammi then picks Arley up and sends her into their corner. She then tags Katrina back in. Sammi gets out of the ring and Katrina takes a few steps back and charges in as the two ladies deliver stereo enziguris to the head of Arley before Katrina sweeps the legs and drops Arley into the corner. She backs up towards the opposite corner and charges in as she delivers a bronco buster and Sammi once again tags herself back into the match.

Miranda Augustino: Look at that bronco buster! Nobody does one like a Latina! S’all in the hips, baby!

Nick Hanson: Please don’t.

Sammi comes in off the tag and picks Arley up. She sends Arley into the ropes. As she does, Lilith reaches out and tags herself into the match. Arley comes off the ropes and Sammi delivers a dropkick that sends the woman down to the mat. As she focuses on Arley, Lilith comes in and goes behind Sammi and just lifts her up and delivers a German Suplex. She then takes Arley and just throws her out of the ring, crashing to the floor next to Tiger who drops down to check on her partner. As she does, Christina comes into the ring illegally and hits the ropes, flying over the top and hitting a tope con hilo onto Tiger and Arley. As this is happening, Lilith grabs Sammi by the leg and delivers a dragon screw.

She then grabs Sammi as she’s on the mat and delivers a second dragon screw onto the leg of her opponent. Lilith then takes the leg and drops down onto it, continuing to work it over. She then takes the leg and drags Sammi over to the ropes. She drapes the leg over the middle rope and tags Christina into the match. Lilith holds the leg there and Christina slingshots over the top rope and drops right onto the leg of Sammi. Christina picks Sammi up and hits the ropes. She comes off the ropes and she delivers a chop block to the injured leg of Sammi and takes her down to a knee. Christina then hits the ropes again and delivers a knee to the side of the head, dropping Sammi to the mat. Christina then hooks the legs and goes for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Christina picks Sammi up and sends her into the corner. Christina comes charging in, delivering a corner splash as Lilith reaches in and tags herself into the match. Christina gets out of the ring and Lilith grabs Sammi, delivering a Northern Lights Suplex out of the corner before grabbing Sammi and locking in a figure four! She wrenches on the injured leg of Sammi and just stares at her opponent. The ref asks Sammi if she wants to quit, but she refuses to. Lilith beats on the leg a little bit as she continues to put pressure on the hold. Katrina can’t watch anymore as she comes in and just delivers a kick to the side of Lilith’s head, forcing her break the hold.

Miranda Augustino: You could probably call that co-op gameplay, Nicky!

Nick Hanson: Great teamwork!

The ref yells at Katrina to get out of the ring. Lilith gets up and starts to taunt Katrina a little bit, causing her to fight a little bit as the ref tries to get her out of the ring. As she fights with the ref, Christina comes into the ring and her and Lilith begin to stomp away at Sammi. As the ref turns around, Lilith gets out of the ring and Christina is taking over the match. The ref looks at her as she shrugs her shoulders. She picks Sammi up and taunts Katrina a little bit by dragging Sammi just inches from her partner and holding out her hand telling Sammi to tag her nerdy partner into the match. She laughs and drops Sammi, charging in and taking Katrina down with a forearm shot to the jaw. She then looks at Arley and Tiger and just spits at them. Arley goes to get into the ring, but the ref tells her she needs to stay in her corner unless a tag is made. Christina laughs as she picks Sammi up and delivers a brainbuster before following it up with a standing shooting star and going for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Christina picks Sammi up and sends her into the corner. Christina comes in, delivering a back handspring elbow as Lilith tags herself back into the match. Chrstina takes the worked over leg of Sammi and puts it in between the ropes. Lilith grabs the leg on the ring apron and delivers yet another dragonscrew. Sami screams out in pain as Lilith rolls into the ring and grabs Sammi, dragging her into the middle of the ring. She then takes Sammi and locks in a heel hook. She wrenches on the hold as Sammi screams in pain. She refuses as the ref once again asks if she wants to give it up. Lilith continues to apply pressure on the injured leg and yells something in Gaelic at Sammi. Just before it looks like Sammi is about to tap out, Tiger comes into the match and delivers a senton to Lilith to break the hold.

Nick Hanson: BROKEN UP BY SUPER TIGER!!!!

Miranda Augustino: HAI GRRRRL!!!

Tiger immediately gets out of the ring and starts to try and cheer Sammi on to try and make a tag to someone. Lilith goes over and tags Christina into the match. She picks Sammi up to her feet. She takes Sammi and lifts her up into a back suplex. She then picks Sammi back up and lifts her up, looking for a brainbuster, but Sammi is able to float behind Christina and land on her feet, but her leg buckles as she hits the mat. Christina turns around, but as she does, Sammi delivers a stand up enziguri to Christina that stumbles her back. Sammi begins to crawl towards her corner. She gets close, getting up and going to leap for her corner, but as she does, Katrina is pulled off the apron by Lilith much to the displeasure of the crowd. Christina just laughs as she just grabs Sammi by the injured leg and pulls her back towards the center of the ring. Sammi fights, trying to break free and she finally does as she delivers a mule kick to Christina, stumbling her back into her corner where Lilith tags in. Sammi makes a leap and tags Tiger into the match!

Nick Hanson: Tag in and Sammi makes it out of there!

Miranda Augustino: Time to let the cat outta the bag, Nicky!

The crowd goes wild as Tiger springboards into the match, taking Lilith down with a forearm. She grabs Lilith and picks her back up and just starts to deliver a series of elbows and kicks to the blonde that stuns her. Tiger then hits the ropes as she launches herself and hits a crossbody onto Lilith and going for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Tiger picks Lilith up and tags Arley into the match. They pick Lilith up and deliver stereo chick kicks that drop Lilith once again. Arley then uses the ropes to springboard and deliver a moonsault to Lilith. Christina comes in, looking to stop everything, but as she does, Katrina comes in and just splits the redhead in half with a spear! She begins to brawl with Christina as the two women roll out to the floor. Sammi climbs up to the top rope as Katrina picks Christina back up to her feet. She holds the redhead there as Sammi launches herself and takes Christina down with a moonsault on the floor. As this is going on, Arley picks Lilith up and tags Tiger back into the match. Tiger comes in and as she does, her and Arley deliver BFP before Arley rolls out of the ring. Tiger then hits the ropes and delivers a leg drop across the throat of Lilith before going for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Tiger picks Lilith up and sends her into a corner. Katrina though, being smart stands on the floor and sneaks in a tag as Tiger charges in and delivers a forearm to Lilith before rolling her out of the corner and hitting the ropes one more time and delivering a dropkick. She goes for the cover, but the ref tells her there was a tag. Tiger gets up and as she does, she turns around to Katrina launching herself from the top rope and taking Tiger down with a missile dropkick. She then takes Tiger and picks her up, delivering Rage Quit and going for the cover. 1...2...Arley comes in and breaks up the pin.

Nick Hanson: And a save by Arley Kirk!

Miranda Augustino: YUH GRRRL!!

Nick Hanson: Will you stop?

Sammi comes into the ring and charges at Arley, taking her down to the mat and Lilith coming in, picking both Sammi and Arley up, showing off her new strength and delivering a double German suplex!

Nick Hanson: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

Miranda Augustino: GODDAMN FAERIE!!!!!

Sammi and Lilith roll out of the ring as they begin to brawl once again. Arley dodges a clothesline by Katrina and both her and Tiger deliver stereo chick kicks once again. They then pick Katrina up and they hit her with Kawaii Dumpster Dive! Arley stands up and keeps watch as Tiger hooks the leg and goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

Roger Arden: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS AAAAAND NEEEEEEEEEWW...NFW...TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!!! SUPER TIGER...ARLEY KIRK...KAWAII TRASH PANDAS GO!!!!!

“Karate” by BABYMETAL plays as Arley and Tiger stand stunned in realization at what just happened. They can barely believe it as the referee presents them with the Tag Team Titles. Katrina lays sprawled out on the mat as the fighting outside comes to a stop. Sammi slides into the ring to check her partner. Lilith stands with her hands on her mouth, realizing what just transpired as Christina - being Christina - kicks the steel steps and rips a fan’s sign in half.

Nick Hanson: We have NEW Tag Team Champions, Miranda!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!!!! THE PANDA GIRLS GET THEIR WRESTLE WAR MOMENT AFTERALL!!!

Nick Hanson: Great performance by all athletes!

The shot ends on KTPG celebrating in the ring while Bloody Fairytale stalks back up the ramp with murder in their eyes. Katrina still sits in the middle of the ring with Sammi kneeling next to her, both looking absolutely dejected as they leave the ring to give the new champions their moment. Each member leads the fans in their trademark

Super Tiger/Crowd: HAI GRRRRL!!

Arley Kirk/Crowd: YUH GRRRRL!!!

Winners: Kawaii Trash Pandas GO! (New Tag Team Champions!)
We go to footage of earlier in the week, first we are greeted by words on the screen.


"Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good." - Romans 12:21


The cameras then open up with what looks to be an empty Church. Sunlight peers through the stained glass windows as we see Griffin sitting uptop some stairs that lead to a huge cross in the middle of the room. Slowly he begins to rise.


Griffin Hawkins: "There is always evil in this world...they come in all forms..through money, through vice, through human beings. Throughout my career I have been fighting demons, individuals who've wanted to end me, see to it that I no longer exist. They all tried....they all failed. But now I stand before a greater evil than I have ever face in my career...not just a man, but an entire army who stands behind him."


He begins walking across the stage.


Griffin Hawkins: "Anton Crowley..a man cloaked in darkness who wants nothing more than to destroy all that's good..wanting to take a thriving company and make it into his own dark image. Throughout history I have fought the good fight..I finished the race..I kept the faith..but in one night, one man wants to take it all away just to fulfill his own dark agenda. That's why I've chosen to fight..."


His fists clench.


Griffin Hawkins: "Anton Crowley you are something that never should have happened. Your arrival in NFW has been a curse on its legacy...someone needs to end you before this virus spreads. Your family as you call it..are nothing more than sheep. A real man stands on his own two feet...and you obviously have two left feet as you surround yourself with flunkies. You know what that makes you?...that makes you a coward. Nothing but a scared little man who's too afraid to stand alone..I won't bow to a pathetic charlatan like you."


He reaches for the NFW Title and puts it over his shoulder. As he gets down off the stage, begins walking down the aisle.


Griffin Hawkins: "Madison Square Garden is not a Church...but it's holy ground all by itself. Many warriors have tread upon its soil, some made history...some fell to the wayside. Before God I swear I will do everything I can to make sure that you don't make history. The darkness that surrounds you...will be replaced by a new feeling...defeat. At Wrestlewar....I will still be the Champion...and you will pay for your sins."


He walks out, shutting the door.

The synthesized intro of "Big Bad Wolf" begins matched shortly by the drums and the lights of the arena fade to darkness. A eerie purple glow begins to appear on the stage as the guitar strums kick in the words "Even in these chains you can't stop me" repeated four times with a loud drum strike after each one. After the fourth the guitars and drums kick in full force and the words "The Fanged Rose" appears on the screen with the well known red eyes of the Matthews "Reptile" behind it.

"You see I am the wolf.
and this dirty little piggy
lives inside of me.
You see every and then
I forget which one I want
and which one I need.
I have come to realize
that both of them have become a necessity.
I now have come to realize
that I become which animal I choose to feed!"

As Maria shrieks the follow up The Fanged Rose comes through the curtain. The black coat buckled around her throat with the hood up shadowing her face. She steps to where the stage and the ramp meet she drops into a kneel with a hand on the ramp.

"Even in these chains, you won't stop me!
Even in these chains, you won't break me!
Even in these chains, you won't take me!
Even in these chains, you won't hold me PIG!"

Each line she bobs lightly until the final word and Jasmine shoots up straight throwing the hood back from her face and letting out a bestial shriek. From behind her, Anton Crowley walks out with her. The two of them head to the ring together.

Roger Arden: ”The following match IS FOR the NFW Silver…”

Jasmine takes the microphone from Arden, as Crowley motions for Arden to leave the ring.

Jasmine Matthews: “Eavan, Eavan, Eavan. You REALLY need to learn how to promote a match. You gave everything away. We all know you’re leaving after tonight, just like you left Hybrid, Action, ECWF, I can go on and on. However, this… what was it you call me, a worthless cunt? Well, this worthless cunt is about to become champion so come out here and hand me the title. Now.”

As Jasmine drops the mic, Eavan and Katra Zdunich walk out with no music, Eavan even still in street clothes, not even geared up to wrestle, though she is still wearing her trademark goggles. As they step into the ring, Eavan looks at both Jasmine and Anton with a look of rage and sadness. She steps right up into Anton’s face, and Anton gives her a sinister smirk in return. Eavan can feel herself wanting to punch him but instead reaches back and unsnaps the championship around her waist. While all of this is going on, she’s keeping herself between them and Katra, Katra upset and confused about everything. Eavan smirks at Anton and turns her attention to Jasmine who holds her hands out for the title.

Nick Hanson: ”Can you even imagine what’s going through Eavan’s head right now?”

Miranda Augustino: ”This is a woman who spent the last year building herself back up, and in one night, Jasmine shattered everything. Eavan, much as this hurts her, is doing the right thing tonight.”

Eavan looks down at the title, looks back at Katra, the cameras picking up enough audio to hear Eavan say “I’m sorry, I love you”, turn back to Jasmine and hand her the title. As Jasmine tries to pull the title towards herself, Eavan keeps a firm grip on it, gets into Jasmine’s face and spits in it. Eavan releases the title, glares at Anton again, before holding open the ropes for Katra to step out first, before leaving with her. The fans start to chant ‘Thank You Eavan’ as Eavan tries to keep her composure. As they get to the top of the stage, Adriana Zdunich walks out to embrace Katra and Eavan. Eavan looks back at the crowd again, takes off her goggles and leaves them on the stage before the three of them walk away.

Nick Hanson: I can’t believe what we just witnessed….

Miranda Augustino: And Mami’s gone…?

Roger Arden: Here is your winner and new NFW Silver Mountain Champion...Jasmine Matthews…

Even Roger loses all enthusiasm in his voice as he just drops his microphone arm to his side and gets out of the ring, shaking his head. “Big Bad Wolf” resumes as Jasmine raises the title in her hand, and a middle finger on the other. Her heat goes NUCLEAR as bits of trash start flying into the ring. Anton Crowley just smirks as if to say “I’m getting out of here” and leaves the ring, heading backstage even if only for a moment. Jasmine leaves the ring, walking up the ramp with the Silver Mountain Title held up over her head the entire way.

CROWD
FUCK YOU JASMINE!
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Nick Hanson: Yeah, what they said. New champion. Congratu-frickin-lations, Jasmine Matthews….

Miranda Augustino: ……..