NFW Trauma #2 - Philadelphia, PA! 01/25/2020!

Miranda Augustino:
“Welcome everyone to Trauma Episode two!

Andrew Payne:
Last week was a great start for Trauma and this week we plan on keeping up the amazing action.

Miranda Augustino:
Damn right! And Kitten’s in the main event tonight!

Andrew Payne:
Isabella said she was going to have an announcement on who her team captain for Wargames is going to be tonight.

Miranda Augustino:
I wonder who it’s going to be?

Andrew Payne:
We’ll find out later, Miranda. But for now, let’s get right to it!

Miranda Augustino:
Let’s get to the action!
Andrew Payne:
And it’s time for our opening contest!

Miranda Augustino:
Let’s get Trauma started off right!


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.

Thea Crawford: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is an open challenge, submission match! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Janet Jacobs! From Chicago, Illinois! Weighing in at 135lbs! 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.

Thea Crawford: And, her oppo--

Janet Jacobs strides up and looms over Thea as she smiles condescendingly, taking the microphone. She shoos Thea off and turns to the stage.

Janet Jacobs: And...the next victim for one of the baddest women to ever live is….

Janet doesn’t look at the stage but points as she looks down at the mat with a smile.


Miranda Augustino: Whoooooaaaaaa!!!

Andrew Payne: Well now! Look who we got here!

Miranda Augustino: Itty bitty kitty with a big ol’ heart!

Super Tiger comes out to rainbow colored pyro, holding her arms out and spinning in place as the pyro shoots across the stage, before running down the ramp. She stops and puts a souvenir mask on a child in the front row, a la Rey Mysterio, before climbing into the ring, and spinning in circles again as pyro shoots from the ring posts.

Standing back in her corner, Mai looks anything but impressed as she sizes up the 5’1” luchadore joshi. The referee gets in the ring as the music stops and pats both superstars down before ringing the bell.

~DING DING DING~

Both women come to meet in the middle, ready to square up but first Super Tiger sticks out her right hand for a shake, wearing a big smile.

Super Tiger: HAI GRRL!

Crowd: YUH GRRL!

Mai looks at the hand and around at the crowd. She turns back to Tiger, grinning with her mouth piece in and nods at the sportsmanship. She reaches out with her right hand but quickly draws back and slaps Tiger’s hand away with her left hand. She immediately shoves Tiger back. The little Japanese lucha frowns under her mask, almost hurt by the rudeness. Mai circles around with Tiger again and the two step in to lock up but Mai actually shoots in low and scoops Tiger up into a takedown, SLAMMING her into the mat. She quickly takes the back and goes to initiate a rear naked choke but the tiny Tiger girl slips loose and out from underneath Mai, leaving the woman on all fours. Mai pushes up onto her knees as Tiger gets to her feet. Tiger wastes no time, runs off the ropes and drills right into Mai’s back with a basement dropkick. Mai just about eats mat as she falls forward but catches herself on her hands. Tiger runs passed, comes off the ropes in front as Mai pushes back up and drops her with a sliding lariat. Mai goes down on her back. Super Tiger gets to her feet and immediately hits a standing Shooting Star Press, knocking the air right out of Mai’s lungs. She pauses, shaking her hands at her side to think of what to do before going to an ankle lock. Mai grimaces and balls her fists on the mat. Submission isn’t Tiger’s forte but you can’t mess up twisting an ankle.

Miranda Augustino: Whoa! Ankle lock from ST!

Andrew Payne: She hesitated on it but nice execution! Blackman looks hurt!

Mai manages to get her other foot grounded and braced before she pushes off, henceforth rolling herself forward and sending Tiger forward, right into the turnbuckle to get out of the hold. As Tiger stumbles back, Mai catches her and hits a Saito Suplex! Tiger reels and gets to her feet as quickly as she can but Mai’s already on her, pulling her up by the mask. This does something to Super Tiger that nobody really expects. She flies into a rage, spinning around and beginning to take furious shots at Mai, elbowing, slapping, kicking. She finally catches Mai with a good slap across the face that makes the woman go wide eyed, holding her jaw. Mai looks a little pissed afterwards and nods, stepping up to deliver a stiff right elbow to the jaw or Tiger. Tiger staggers back but rolls her neck. She comes back in with a forearm of her own, straight up Strong Style. Due to this, Mai’s actually surprised by how hard the little girl can hit and stumbles back, rocked. Tiger screams at her to come on and Mai steps up again, going for another forearm before Tiger suddenly blocks it and starts laying into the bigger woman with more forearms. She starts to mix in kicks and knees into Mai’s legs and midsection.

Andrew Payne: And here’s Super Tiger, laying into the new but dangerous, Mai Blackman!

Miranda Augustino: Get her, Tiggy!

Mai stumbles back into the corner and Tiger runs across the ring, comes back and hits a brutal dropkick that sends her stumbling out. Tiger quickly hops the ropes and waits for Mai to turn around before going for a top rope Meteora but Mai steps in and catches her around the waist, hitting an Overhead Belly to Belly. Super Tiger bounces off the mat and rolls out of the ring. Mai goes after her but as soon as Mai slips out, Super Tiger slips back in and sprints to the other side. She comes off the ropes and runs back, hitting a Tope Tornilo over the top rope. She’s twisting through the air, so much, all Mai sees is a blur of white and blue and goes down as Tiger crashes into her. Super Tiger jumps up again and panders the crowd.

Miranda Augustino: She’s fired up Andy! Blackman might have met her match!

Andrew Payne: Maybe, maybe not! It’s still early!

Super Tiger gets Mai Blackman back in the ring and follows her in, immediately going for a camel clutch submission. Outside, Janet moves to where Mai can see her and slaps the mat, yelling encouragement to her. Mai manages to power one arm off of Tiger’s leg and moves the other off, slipping back from under Tiger’s legs. Once she’s up, Mai waits for Tiger to come up to her knees and just kicks her in the back of the head, sending her down. Mai’s pissed now and you can see it on her face. She steps up as Tiger holds her head and knocks her hands away from the back of her head before Mai starts fiddling with the strings of Tiger’s mask. The crowd immediately starts to boo.

Miranda Augustino: Now that’s just disrespectful! You don’t do that to a luchador!

Andrew Payne: You certainly do not. Not if you got respect for the history.

Super Tiger finds more spark in her once she feels her mask being messed with again and scrambles to her feet. Shrieking, she starts feeding Mai stiff chops again but Mai moves in passed the range and locks up with Tiger. Just when fans are wondering what’s going to come, Mai drops in and catches Tiger in a rolling kneebar. Super Tiger cries out in pain as she struggles to try and get free without causing any injury to her leg. When she sees how close she is to the ropes, just a bit out, she manages to scoot herself, rotating her and Mai on the mat until she can grab the bottom but Janet comes over and grabs the bottom rope, pulling it out just enough that Tiger can’t reach it. Tiger starts screaming louder until the ref sees it and chides Janet, making her let go. Tiger gets the rope and breaks the hold. Mai gets up and moves in on Super Tiger, pulling her to her feet again. She Irish whips the luchadore joshi across the ring and comes in after her but Tiger hits a springboard hurricanrana, setting Mai up as she comes up sitting. Tiger rolls to her feet and -- thank god for mouth pieces -- nails her right in the face with a Superkick! Mai falls back and Super Tiger passionately panders to the crowd. She decides to go for one more big move to take the juice out of her opponent.

Miranda Augustino: What are you doing now, ST?!

Andrew Payne: She’s headed up top!

Miranda Augustino: Too risky!

Tiger climbs the top rope and gets the crowd to chant with her one more time before she soars off of the top turnbuckle, going for Flight of the Tiger. However, Mai’s had enough time to recover enough and reaches up, catching Tiger’s arm with her hands and wraps her legs up around Tiger’s head and neck. BLACKMAN’S BOUNTY LOCKED IN!!! And Tiger’s reach is nowhere near the ropes due to how she turned on her way down. She struggles, beating her fist against Mai’s thigh but she isn’t tapping. She refuses to tap. She just keeps fighting with all she has, slower and slower until she finally goes limp in Mai’s grasp.

Andrew Payne: She’s out, she’s out! Super Tiger’s out!

Miranda Augustino: Ayyyeee!

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner! MAI...BLACKMAN!!!!

Andrew Payne: Wow! Another victory for Mai Blackman but you gotta give it up to Super Tiger for the heart she displayed in this match!

Miranda Augustino: Totally will!

Andrew Payne: What’s Blackman doing now? Hey wait a goddamn minute!

With Super Tiger unconscious, Mai Blackman kneels over her and starts messing with her mask again. The referee tries to shoo her off but Mai gets up and lunges at her, making her back away before Janet Jacobs comes to stand between Mai and the ref, keeping the ref back. Mai kneels down again and unties Tiger’s mask, pulling it off of her head. This leaves Super Tiger, unmasked, face down on the mat with her face obscured only by her hair, her arms and the angle she’s at. The crowd BOOs Mai Blackman and Janet Jacobs as Mai holds Super Tiger’s mask up over her head. Mai motions the camera over and holds the mask up.

Mai Blackman: See this? This is mine now! Anyone wants it back for the little tiger cub? Come get it!

Andrew Payne: That’s disgusting!

Miranda Augustino: That’s disrespectful! Tiger’s a luchador! You know how important that mask is to her?! Ref! Do something! Don’t let anyone see her face!

The referee is already on it, as she grabs a towel from ringside and slides back in, covering Tiger’s head with it as Mai and Janet walk up the ramp. Once on the stage, Mai lifts the mask again as Super Tiger starts to come to, realizing her head’s covered. She starts to panic until the referee appears to inform her that nobody has seen her face. She carefully rolls out of the ring as Mai and Janet leave the stage through the curtain. Arley Kirk, Super Tiger’s tag team partner hurries down to check on her girl and help her backstage with her head down, under the towel.

Miranda Augustino: Maaaan, is this were Mexico, guarantee, those two woulda gotten a trash bath, Andy!

Andrew Payne: I know, Miranda. Trust me, I know.

Result: Submission

Angel Kash vs. Griffin Hawkins

Andrew Payne:
Time for our Undisputed Champion to have his first match on Trauma!

Miranda Augustino:
And he’s taking on the woman who will lead a team into battle at Wargames in Angel Kash.


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.

Thea Crawford:
Introducing first, from New York, New York, “The Trillion Dollar Princess” Angel Kash!

Hoppin' out the maserati
All I see is paparazzi
Snapping pictures for the
Front cover of a magazine
So I pose in everything I wear
Love to make the people stare
Always center of attention
Lookin' so bootylicious

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

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

Thea Crawford:
"Making his way to the ring...from Windsor, Ontario Canada...weighing in at 227 Pounds...put your hands together for the NFW Undisputed Champion, Griffin Hawkins!!"

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

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

Angel and Griffin are in the ring and the bell sounds. The two circle around the ring a minute and before they can lock up, Angel steps away, getting into the ropes and yelling for the ref to back Griffin off. Griffin steps away as Angel comes out of the ropes and once again, as Griffin goes for her, she gets into the ropes and yells for him to back off. You can see the frustration in Griffin’s eyes as takes a little more time to back up this time. This exchange happens a third time and this time when asked to back up, Griffin refuses and goes after Angel, but as the ref steps between them, Angel reaches out and rakes the eyes of Griffin before hitting him with a running knee lift that staggers the Undisputed Champion.

Angel then grabs Griffin and sends him into the ropes. Griffin comes off the ropes and Angel delivers a back elbow before following it up with a running bulldog. She then hooks the leg for a cover.

1…

Kickout!

Angel picks Griffin up, sending him into the corner. She comes charging in, hitting him with a corner splash before sweeping the legs out from under him and back up to the adjacent corner. She comes charging in and delivers a boot to the side of the face before just beginning to rake the sole of her boot against his face. She backs up and saunters around the ring, taunting the audience to a chorus of boos before she turns around to face Griffin and go to pick him up. As she leans down though, Griffin is able to grab Angel and send her face first into the middle turnbuckle. Griffin then gets up to his feet, grabbing Angel and delivering a swinging neckbreaker. He then follows it up with a breakdancing leg drop and hooks the leg for a cover.

1…

Kickout!

Griffin picks Angel up, sending her into the ropes. Angel comes off the ropes and as she does, Griffin hits her with a standing dropkick. Angel quickly rolls out to the floor and paces around yelling and complaining a little bit as the fans boo her and she just waves them off. She walks around, turning around towards the ring only to see Griffin come flying through the middle and top ropes with a suicide dive that drives her into the barricade. Griffin picks Angel up, sliding her back into the ring before climbing up to the top rope and launching himself and hitting the Stage Dive right onto Angel and going for another cover.

1…

2…

Kickout!

Griffin looks down at Angel for a second and the minute he leans down to go and pick her up, she takes her thumb and jams it right into his eye. Griffin backs off, holding his face as Angel makes her way back up to her feet. She stalks Griffin for a moment and the minute he turns around, Angel grabs him and delivers the Buyout! She doesn’t stop there though. She then turns him onto his stomach and grabs him, locking in the Priceless Clutch! She sits back on the hold as Griffin struggles. She yells for him to just give up, but he refuses. She delivers a few forearms across Griffin’s face before sitting back deeper on the hold, putting even more pressure on his back.

Griffin screams in pain as he continues to fight, looking for an escape of any sort. He begins to crawl, trying to make it to the ropes. Finally, after what seems like ages, Griffin is able to drape his foot over the bottom rope and finally force the break. Angel holds on until the ref reaches his count of four before finally getting up and letting go of the Undisputed Champion. She once again saunters around the ring, looking out at the crowd and grinning as they just boo her.

Angel walks over, grabbing Griffin and picking him up. She takes him, looking to hit Kashflow, but Griffin pushes her off him and when she lands on her feet, he just winds up and hits Shot in the Dark out of nowhere! Angel falls to the mat and Griffin collapses on top of her and hooks the leg.

1…

2…

3!

Thea Crawford:
And your winner, the NFW Undisputed Champion, Griffin Hawkins!

Andrew Payne:
Griffin showing everyone why he’s the top dog here on Trauma

Miranda Augustino:
Angel gave him a fight though.

Result: Pinfall

The scene comes up backstage where Amy Connors stands by.

Amy:
Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time, the "Geekette Extraordinaire" Cali-Kate.

Kate walks into the camera view with a smile, ready for her match.

Amy:
Kate, this is your first official match on Trauma against fellow cosplayer Marcello Vitale.

Cali-Kate:
And anyone who watches me knows that my gear is all about pink ranger or Kate Bishop depending on my attitude. And Marcello has reminded me that I can't stay with just these forever. A true cosplayer switches around ocassionally. So to that end, I intend to debut a new set of gear at Invasion.

Amy:
That sounds pretty awesome.

Cali-Kate:
And as for tonight, Marcello is damn good. He proved that at WrestleWar. This isn't just gonna be any arena 1v1. This is gonna be one of the most epic fucking matches tonight. Probably will be for the rest of this year. I don't say this out of arrogance. I say it from experience. Knowing what I can do, seeing what he can do, two cosplayers, who knows what's, or who's, going to come out of that curtain. So when we're out there tonight, it's gonna be like watching a live action Death Battle. Except, no actual dying occurs.

Amy:
Cali-Kate, what do you hope to accomplish here on Trauma?

Cali-Kate:
I've got friends here and plenty of enemies. One bitch holds the US title, a good friend holds the championship. I'm gonna do what I have to. And I'm gonna put on the most fucking epic show for the people of Philly tonight and the NFW universe always! Game start!

Cali-Kate smiles and Amy nods at her before Kate walks off and the scene fades out.

Marcello Vitale vs Cali-Kate

Andrew Payne:
It’s time to see the man who debuted here in NFW at WrestleWar finally make his Trauma debut!

Miranda Augustino:
And he has quite the test in Cali-Kate.
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.

Thea Crawford:
Introducing first, from Florence, Italy, “The Man of Many Faces” Marcello Vitale!

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 readies himself for the match.

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!”

Thea Crawford:
And his opponent, from Laguna Beach, California, “The Geekette Extraordinaire” Cali-Kate!

The main tune hits and the lights come back up showing Kate on the stage in a hooded jacket with a huge smile on her face, dancing to her music. Kate flips the hood down and skips down the ramp trading high fives and hugs with various members of the crowd. She even stops a few times to pose for some selfies with the crowd members. Kate reaches ringside and continues skipping one full round around the ring only trading high fives with audience members. When she gets to the corner, the audience goes wild as Kate blows out a kiss to everyone. Kate slides into the ring and jumps to one of the corners and poses once for pictures. As her music fades, she hops off the ropes and goes to her corner, removing her jacket and warming up for her match.

~DING DING DING~

The bell sounds and the two fighters meet in the middle of the ring and shake hands before backing off and circling the ring once more. For this match, Marcello is cosplaying Tekken's Jin Kazama. The two lock up and Marcello is able to quickly go behind Kate and puts her into a waistlock. He picks the Geekette up and slams her face first into the mat before getting up and hitting the ropes, looking for a basement dropkick, but Kate is able to roll out of the way. Kate then gets up and goes for a senton, but Marcello is the one able to get out of the way of the move and the two of them stand up and they both go for a dropkick at the same time before getting up and getting into a fighting position as the crowd cheers for both of them.

The two look at each other, both smiling for a moment before they start to circle the ring once more. Again, they lock up, but this time, it’s Kate acting first and putting Marcello into a headlock. She wrenches on the hold, but Marcello pushes her off and into the ropes. Kate comes off the ropes and runs into a shoulder tackle by Marcello that drops Kate to the mat. Marcello then hits the ropes and this time connects with a leg drop before he picks Kate up and delivers a Tiger Suplex that dumps Kate right on her head and neck. He then hooks the leg for a cover.

1…

2…

Kickout!

Marcello picks Kate up, sending her into the corner. Marcello charges in, delivering a knee strike that connects right under Kate’s jaw. He then pulls props her up onto the top rope and climbs up, meeting her there. It looks like he’s going for a superplex, but Kate is able to hold onto the top rope and block the attempt. Marcello tries again, but once again, Kate is able to block it. She then delivers a few chops to the chest of Marcello before delivering a few forearms and finally a headbutt that sends him down to the mat. Kate stands up on the top rope and steadies herself before launching and hitting Marcello with a double foot stomp.

Kate grabs Marcello, sitting him up. Kate hits the ropes, delivering a shining wizard before following it up with a running leg drop across the throat. Kate then grabs him, picking Marcello up off the mat and sending him into the corner. Kate comes charging in, delivering a pair or knees to the man before putting him into a seated position in the corner. She backs up to the opposite corner and gets a running start before delivering a hip attack in the corner, causing Marcello’s head to bounce off the turnbuckle. She drags him out to the middle of the ring and climbs to the top rope once more, this time delivering a Bass-ic and going for a cover.

1…

2…

Kickout!

Kate grabs Marcello, picking him up. She goes to set him up for Starstruck, but Marcello is able to get out of it. As Kate turns around, she runs right into a forearm by Marcello before it being followed up with a spinning roundhouse kick that drops Kate to the mat. Marcello then climbs to the top rope and runs across the top rope and hitting Little Italy’s Kiss! He hooks the leg and goes for a cover.

1…

2…

Kickout!

Marcello then picks Kate up as he goes to hit the Yellow Light of Death. Before he can though, the lights go out in the arena and the crowd begins to stir. There’s nothing for a while and finally, the lights come on and Marcello is down in the middle of the ring and Kate is draped over him. On the ramp, we see a strange woman standing there.



Andrew Payne:
Who in the hell is that?

Miranda Augustino:
I have no clue, but did she do this?

The ref looks confused as they drop down and make the count.

1…

2…

3!

Sela-Rica Lark vs Emilie Sanclemente

Andrew Payne:
Time for another United States Championship open challenge and we already know who’s stepping up for this.

Miranda Augustino:
Yeah, Emilie Sanclemente stepped right up on social media to take this challenge on. But I’m not sure it’s all that smart since she has a tag team match after this.

Thea Crawford:
The following contest is a United States Championship Open Challenge!
The opening chords of Halestorm’s “I Like It Heavy” play on the speakers. The lights fade out until only the stage is lit. Sela steps out from behind the curtains.

“Some like beautiful, perfect and pretty
I see the good in the bad and the ugly
I need the volume one louder than ten
I put the pedal to the metal, needle into the red
If the windows ain't shaking making my heart race
If I can't feel it in my chest I'm in the wrong damn place!

Sela poses at the top of the ramp to the crowd’s reaction. When the tempo picks up she slams her fist to the ground as the lights come back up alternating in light blues and reds.

“I got a demon in my soul and a voice in my head
It's saying go, go, go! I can sleep when I'm dead
There's a sonic revelation bringing me to my knees
And there's a man down below who needs my sympathy
I got a ringing in my ears getting ready to burst
Screaming ‘hallelujah, motherfucker, take me to church’”

Thea Crawford:
Introducing first, from Tucson, Arizona. She is the NFW United States Champion, “The Underground Queen: Sela-Rica Lark!

Sela walks down the ramp, a sadistic smile on her face as she looks towards the ring. She takes her time at ringside, teasing a ringpost with her fingers as she walks to one side of the ring and climbs on the apron near the corner. When the chorus kicks in she climbs up the turnbuckle and poses again.

I like it louder than the boom of a big bass drum
I need it harder than the sound of a guitar grunge
I love to crank it up, make it thump and evil to the core
Headbanging in the pit and throwing my horns
And just like old school Sabbath, Zeppelin and Lemmy
I need to drop it down low and make it heavy
I like it heavy, oh ohh
I like it heavy, oh ohh

Sela hops down inside the ring and poses once more inside the ring. She slaps at her chest several times screaming out to the audience before going to her corner. Her music fades as she warms up for her match.
"This spell you got on me
It's like magic
Got me feeling like I'm fallin' in love
Got me feeling like I'll never give up on
Got me feeling like I'll never give up on you
It's like magic
I got you feeling like you're fallin' in love
I got you feeling like you'll never give up on
Got you feeling like you'll never give up on–"

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

Thea Crawford:
"And her opponent, from Santa Monica, California by way of Ronneby, Sweden, weighing in at an even 100 pounds... EMELIIIIIE SANCLEMENTEEEEEE!"

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

~DING DING DING~

As the match starts, Emelie tries to make a statement by bumrushing Sela. Sela is pushed back a little by the sudden rush, but Sela just tosses her off. Emelie tries again and this time Sela snaps her into a whip into the corner. Emelie bounces back and out and Sela grabs Emelie into a quick DDT and cover for a one count. Emelie rolls away from Sela and comes up to a knee as Sela smiles at Emelie. Sela gives Emelie a light applause that the fans boo immediately so Sela also extends her hand for a handshake. Emelie is understandably uncertain as she stands while Sela takes a couple steps forward. That smile of Sela's is equally seductive and psychotic and Emelie just glares at her for a moment. Tentatively, Emelie reaches her hand out and actually Sela gives her a decent handshake. Sela cackles a bit as she lets go and the two begin to circle each other.

Andrew Payne:
Emilie out here tonight with something to really prove.

Miranda Augustino:
Emilie feels like she's been overlooked and under appreciated here and she's trying to prove a point.

The two meet up in the middle of the ring. Sela has a distinct size advantage and uses it to its full extent as she wraps Emelie into a side headlock. Emelie manages to fight out, but pushing Sela to the ropes proves to be a poor idea when Sela bounces back and bodychecks Emelie to the mat. Emelie looks up at Sela who is just smiling and enjoying herself, shaking her head at Emelie.

Sela:
You should have stayed away little girl.

Emelie brings herself back up and Sela slaps her across the face. Emelie reels and the crowd is defiantly against that move.

Emelie is facing away from Sela with her head hanging and her hair covering her face. Emelie shakes and turns around in a snap and starts to let loose with a series of elbow strikes to Sela's sternum. Sela is now the one reeling from the onslaught. Backed into a corner, Emelie continues to hammer at Sela until the ref starts the count. Emelie backs off a bit then charges in with a spinning kick that dumps Sela from the corner. Emelie goes for a cover but doesn't make the two count. Sela shoves Emelie away and leers at her. Her lips twitch in a little agitation just before Emelie goes off the ropes looking to connect with another spinning kick in the middle of the ring. Sela rolls under it and springs back up hitting No Saves successfully, but instead of rolling into a cover, Sela pushes Emelie to her belly and puts her in a type of surfboard, with Sela's knee dug into Emelie's spine. As far back as Sela can pull Emelie, she holds her there for a good thirty seconds before giving Emelie a headbutt to the back of her skull. Emelie is flattened and Sela rolls her over for the cover. It's still a two count. Sela sits up and cocks her head a bit before smirking a bit.

Sela brings Emelie back to her feet just to sock her in the gut and clothesline her down. Sela begins to stomp away at any extremity she can of Emelie's. Emelie tries to cover up until Sela drops an elbow on her chest. Sela brings Emelie up one more time and whips her across the ring and hits a high elbow to Emelie's face. Sela goes for another cover and still gets a two count. Sela shakes her head with a smile at Emelie. This time Sela picks her up just to drop her with a DDT before picking hee back up to whip her into the corner again. Sela moves in and starts thrusting her shoulder at Emelie's abdomen. For her part, Emelie delivers a couple of glancing blows on Sela's back that pause the assault for a moment, but don't create any separation. For the trouble Sela delivers several rights to Emelie as Emelie attempts to cover up. When Emelie collapses into the corner Sela finally backs off, just to get a running start and drive her knee against Emelie's face. Emelie collapses and Sela tries for another cover, still getting a two count. Sela ia in clear disbelief but she's still smiling.

Sela picks Emelie up and whips Emelie off the ropes. Sela makes a signal but Emelie scouts it and hits Sela with a flying cross body that puts her on the mat. Sela hops back up, but Emelie has momentum now and she uses it to keep launching herself from the ropes two more times with a clothesline and a kick. With Sela now fully staggered Emelie starts in with her own striking combos to keep Sela off balance and whips her into the corner. Emelie rushes behind her as Sela comes back feinting a roll up which Sela tries to counter, just to get hit with a high kick that sends Sela to the mat. Emelie gets to her feet and shouts out to the crowd who get solidly behind her as she does a Standing Shooting Star for the cover on Sela. Unfortunately, it still comes to an agonizingly close 2.5 count. Emelie gets back up and tries to keep her momentum going with baseball slide dropkicks on Sela, but they only seem to agitate Sela more as Selaanages to get to a knee, though the constant hits keep Sela from making more progress. Finally Emelie launches herself for Clint Eastwood and a ragged Sela is still too unaware to counter. The pin is another two count, but this time it's because Sela's foot was on the bottom rope.

Emelie looks at Sela's foot and shakes her head. She gives Sela a couple strikes to the head to keep her down and moves her into position under the corner. Emelie scales the turnbuckle to the top rope and checks behind her quickly. Sela doesn't seem to have moved so Emelie goes for broke looking for her Split-Legged Corkscrew Moonsault, but no one is home. Sela has rolled out of the way and Emelie has crashed badly. Sela pounces and waylays into Emelie with a series of alternating lefts and rights before letting out her own primal scream. She gives Emelie some relief by walking away, but she is now watching, almost stalking Emelie as she recovers. When Emelie gets to her feet Sela whips Emelie back into the ropes and brings her back for Just For Fun in the middle of the ring. Sela rolla into the cover and picks up a three count.

1!

2!

3!

Thea Crawford:
Here is your winner and STILL NFW United States Champion, Sela-Rica Lark!

After the bell rings, Sela comes up to her feet. The ref hands her the US title and she raises it high. Emelie struggles to recover even a little bit and Sela looks down at her. Sela calls for a mic and she is handed one as Emelie backs into a corner, still glaring at Sela. Sela smirks as she crouches in front of Emelie.

Sela:
I almost admire you girlie. Almost. You stood up when everyone else was afraid to. You should be commended.

Sela gives Emelie a mocking pat on the cheek. Emelie smacks her hand away and brings herself up to her feet. Sela growls, dropping the mic and smacking Emelie in the face with the US title, dropping Emelie against the corner. Sela picks up the mic, glaring at Emelie.

Sela:
Let me make one thing perfectly crystal clear: you will accept my compliments no matter what. If you don't I assure you the consequences next time won't be this pleasant.

Sela drops the mic and rolls out of the ring as her music plays while she heads back up the ramp.

Andrew Payne:
Was that a little bit of respect handed out to Emilie from the champion?

Miranda Augustino:
It sure looked that way. Emilie put up one hell of a fight against the champion, but now she has another match to get ready for.

Result: Pinfall

Bronwyn Good and Erin Mercer vs Emilie Sanclemente and ? ? ?

Andrew Payne:
Time for some tag team action. And we’ll see who Emilie found as a tag team partner.

Miranda Augustino:
IF she found anyone to team with her, Andy.

Emilie is already ringside, standing down on the floor near the commentary desk as the tag team match is about to get underway.
The arena lights go out and “Black No. 1 (Little Miss Scare-all)” by Type-O Negative starts playing. A white spotlight outlines “Salem’s Forgotten Daughter” Bronwyn Good. She is standing with her back facing the ring and her entrance attire hood up. She holds that pose as the lyrics start.

“She's in love with herself
She likes the dark
On her milk white neck
The Devil's mark
It's all Hallows Eve
The moon is full
Will she trick or treat
I bet she will”

Thea Crawford:
Introducing first, from Salem Massachusetts, “Salem’s Forgotten Daughter” Bronwyn Good!

She turns on the spot and starts towards the ring, the spotlight following her the entire way. She climbs the steps and then onto the nearest turnbuckle. Once atop it she squats down and looks out over the crowd. She sticks out her split, serpent modded, tongue.

“She's got date at midnight
With Nosferatu
Oh baby, Lilly Munster
Ain't got nothing on you
Well when I called her evil
She just laughed
And cast that spell on me
Boo Bitch Craft”

She jumps down as the lights slowly rise. She takes off her hood and vest and hands them off as she waits for the match to start.
The lights to the arena slowly fade out as the opening notes of Lacuna Coil's "Swamped" sounds throughout. As the guitar and vocals kick in, red lights flash in sync with the rhythm, then once the first verse kicks in, the stage lights up with more red lights. The words RED QUEEN fill the video wall. As the swell in music continues to play, the cameras capture a silhouette stepping out onto the stage in front of the crimson background. A figure in a long, flowing coat that reaches the floor. The music reaches the chorus and the light on the stage changes to reveal, in full visibility, Erin Mercer, standing with her head down. She slowly lifts her attention, though, to the booing audience. Her eyes are filled with sheer coldness as they sweep across the masses around her. Finally, she lifts her hands up and gives a single turn of her body, before beginning her approach to the ring.

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

Erin reaches ringside, making her way around to one side of the apron. She reaches up, climbing onto it, pausing on one knee and casts her eyes over the audience again before standing and turning to lean back against the ropes. She steps over the middle rope, entering the ring and walks across to the other side, dipping under the top rope, spreading her arms out to soak in the jeers from the crowd. Erin straightens up back in the ring then, moving to her corner as she opens her coat and removes it, handing it off to the ringside attendant - actually dropping it and making them pick it up - before leaning back in her corner, awaiting the start of the match.

The two of them stand in the middle of the ring as Emilie moves over and stands near the ramp. Her two opponents stand there, waiting as Emilie just smiles and motions towards the ramp.

Andrew Payne:
I wonder who it’s going to be?

Miranda Augustino:
I guess we’re about to find out!
The lights in the arena flicker out. The video wall comes to life with an image of Earth in from space as Porcelain And The Tramps "King Of The World" begins to play As it does, the vignette depicts a flaming meteor hurtling towards the planet.

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

The vignette switches to various shots of Earth's population. People from all different regions as a shadow looms over, blocking out the sun. They all look up, eyes widening in horror.

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

From a bird's eye view, the meteor SLAMS into the Earth's surface, just as the chorus hits, causing a fiery flash on the screen and the vignette switches to grainy, black and white images of Adrianna Salvatore's most brutal match highlights, mixed in with closeups of her rather deranged smile and menacing sneer.

'Cause I'm the fucking king of the world
Get on you knees
I'm the fucking king of the world
Do as I please
So get up and get out and I'll show you
What it takes for me to control you
'Cause I'm the fucking king of the world

In the pitch black arena, lights on the stage come on, flashing and flickering. They illuminate a silhouette standing calmly in a hooded vest. Due to the lights positioning, all we see is the solid black outline, obscuring the lights behind it. As the chorus hits, the lights switch, coming on to light up the stage and ramp in a soft white but still leaving the arena dark. We see the figure in detail now as Adrianna Salvatore lifts her head and stares down at the ring from under her hood. She has that same sneer on her face as in her vignette. She steps forward, approaching the ring with a calm sense of purpose in her steps.

Thea Crawford:
"On her way to the ring!! From Brooklyn, New York!! She is the Queen of Anarchy...ADRIIIAAANNAAAAAAAAA....SALVAAAAAAAATOOOOOOOREEEEEEEEE!!!!!"

Adrianna reaches ringside and runs up onto the apron, kneeling upon it on one knee. Now, we see that wicked smile of hers as she licks her teeth. She turns around on the apron, skillfully and slides herself in, backwards under the bottom rope. Standing to her feet, Adrianna moves to a turnbuckle and climbs up. She throws back her hood and flips back her hair, letting out a roar before casting her gaze upon the audience with a wicked smile forming. Stepping down from the turnbuckle, she removes her vest, folds it and carefully hands it to the timekeeper before preparing for the match.

~DING DING DING~

It's Emelie Sanclemente and Bronwyn Good starting this tag team encounter off as the referee called for the bell. Bronwyn got the upper hand initially with an arm wringer but Emelie reversed it, and a reversal into a headlock by Good. Bronwyn went for the headlock takedown yet Emelie countered it with a rolling hip toss and immediately connected with a legscissors but Bronwyn broke free and rolled toward her corner but Emelie got a pop from the fans as she cut off the tag attempt with a headscissors takedown but Bronwyn swung her around just that little bit further and with Sanclemente in a daze, took her out with a dazzling hurricanrana, managing to tag in Erin Mercer anyway!

Mercer got in and delivered a sharp kick to the ribs of Emelie before dragging her to her feet and getting a BOO from the Philadelphia fans when she rammed Emelie's face into Bronwyn's outstretched boot before taking her over with a snapmare and booting her in the spine HARD. Mercer sneered as the crowd BOOed her, hooking Emelie up for an impressive looking deadlift German suplex but Emmie managed to wriggle free and land on her feet behind Mercer before nailing her with a quick running bulldog and tagging in Adrianna!

The crowd went nuts as Adrianna Salvatore started cleaning house, taking Bronwyn down with a clothesline and then taking Erin back down with a dropkick before letting out a roar and taking out both of them with a double cannonball clothesline, sending Good spilling out of the ring and leaving Mercer right where she wanted her. Salvatore hooked Mercer up in a pumphandle suplex looking variation and dragged her to her feet, yet Mercer broke free in mid air and cinched in her standing octopus hold! Adrianna tried desperately for a while to break free, but she eventually wore Salvatore down as she held on tighter.

The ref noticed Adrianna weakening in the hold and she held one of her arms up, the crowd growing louder as they watched it slumped. Emelie saw what was happening and she started stomping on the ring apron and clapping in rhythm, encouraging the crowd to do the same! Adrianna's arm slumped to the mat a second time and the fans started clapping louder as Bronwyn yelled at them unsuccessfully to shut up! As the referee raises Adrianna's arm one more time, the crowd went crazy as she held it up and started to fight her way out of the octopus hold. Bronwyn started arguing with the ref as Adrianna pelted Erin with elbow strikes, finally managing to break free and get a reversal on Mercer's Irish whip attempt. On the rebound, Erin accidentally knocked Bronwyn off the apron and into the barricade and Adrianna tagged Emmie in legally before she doubled Mercer over with a kick to the gut! Here it goes, POWERBOMB? The crowd seemed confused as Adrianna held Mercer up and Sanclemente leapt to the top rope.OH MY GOD! SHOOTING STAR CROSS BODY VARIATION OUT OF THE POWERBOMB! Cover by Emmie as Salvatore slides out of the ring!

ONE

TWO

THREE!

Thea Crawford: Here are your winners! Emelie Sanclemente and Adrianna Salvatore!!

Miranda Augustino: Well Emmie picked one fuck of a tag partner for this match!

Andrew Payne: She sure as shit did! Believe me, as someone who's known Salvatore since she was still in middle school, you don't go wrong having her at your back.

Result: Pinfall

Isabella is seen walking down the hallway as Amy Connors stops her and gives a big smile.

Amy:
Miss Santiago, there’s been rumors that you were going to announce your team captain for Wargames. Is that true?

Isabella Santiago:
You’re correct, Amy. But there’s more after some things I’ve seen tonight.

Amy Conners:
Care to fill everyone in?

Isabella smiles as she puts an arm around Amy and just nods her head.

Isabella Santiago:
Well, despite how things ended earlier in the night, I know my team captain will rise above it all and lead Team Isabella to victory. And that woman is none other than Cali-Kate!

The crowd in the arena pops as Cali-Kate’s name is announced as the team captain for Wargame.

Isabella Santiago:
But that’s not all. After seeing her guts and her determination to get herself noticed, I’ve taken notice. And her partner tonight is someone I expect big things from on Trauma. So the next two members of Team Isabella are Emilie Sanclemente and Adrianna Salvatore!

Once again, the crowd pops as both of these names are announced for Team Isabella.

Amy Conners:
Wow! That’s three big names! Thank you so much!

Isabella Santiago:
You’re welcome, Amy. Now, I have more business to attend to.

Isabella smiles before nodding at Amy and just walking away.

Andrew Payne:
Wow! How about that, Miranda! The first three members of Team Isabella for Wargames have been announced!

Miranda Augustino:
The question now is, how does Angel Kash respond to this?

Dennis Stowand vs Tyson Law w/ The Ringmistress

Andrew Payne:
Time for our main event tonight!

Miranda Augustino:
Kitten!

Andrew Payne:
Is that the only person you can think about, Miranda?

Miranda Augustino:
She’s the only person who matters to me, Andy.
“Hungry Like the Wolf” begins to play as Dennis comes out from behind the curtain. He looks around at the crowd in Albany as he flashes a quick smile before starting his way down the ramp. As he does, he makes sure to slap the hands of the fans near the barricade.

Thea Crawford:
Introducing first, from Brightland, England, weighing in at 210 lbs, Dennis Stowand!

Dennis continues his way down the ramp and into the ring. He removes his jacket and tosses it to the side as he waits for the match.

The opening synthetic keyboard plays throughout the arena as the lights fade to a dim blue around the stage:

Come on now...
Here we go...
Come on now...
Let's show 'em some love...

Gimme the mic...
Gimme the mic...
Come on now...
Still Aftermath...
UNDEAD!!

On the word "UNDEAD", the lights on the stage suddenly illuminate it completely, flashing violently. From behind the curtain steps The Ringmistress; her crazed grin spreading from ear to ear as she looks out upon the audience. She even waves to the booing fans with twisted glee on her face.

You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a
Fuck what you think and say,
Cause we are gonna rock
This whole place anyway.

You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a
Fuck what you think and say,
Cause we are gonna rock
This whole place anyway.

As the Ringmistress motions to the curtain in a manner of presenting something to the audience, the curtain is thrown open again and out comes Tyson Law; black and gold hannya mask obscuring his face, hood of his vest up over his head. He bounces on the balls of his feet inside his boots and looks around at the booing crowd. The chorus booms throughout the arena as he moves to the center of the stage to stand beside the Ringmistress who gleefully urges the audience to applaud the Shaolin Rebel. Tyson stands, watching the woman under his mask as she goads the crowd on. Finally, the eerie woman turns her eyes on the ring and Tyson turns sharply, beginning his approach.

Thea Crawford:
And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by The Ringmistress, from Raleigh, North Carolina, “The Shaolin Rebel” Tyson Law!

Yo, get ya ID, passport, state skippin'
All around the world, busy with the bass hittin'
We ain't come for bustin' heads, yeah we hate trippin'
When we through rockin' the shows, man we chase kittens
J's on my feet, car full of beats
Trunk full of heat, Caribou in the seat
Frown, you can make us all clown in the street
Gimme the beat and you leakin'
No mercy for the haters that weep

The Ringmistress trails right behind Tyson Law as he walks to the ring; his attention focused intently on the ring under his mask. He makes idle motions with his hands, sort of light shadow boxing, loosening up. As he and his manager reach ringside, he pauses, shaking his hands at his side and bouncing on his feet again before moving methodically around the ring.

On to the next, Minnesota to the Netherlands
Veterans, caravans, gettin' cheddar, man
Round the world in a day, off in LA
Oklahoma, Dallas, Kansas City to the Bay
Everybody hyphy, the South really like me
Ill Bill got it where the East Coast invites me
Sets in the air when the mood really strikes me
Hey, we 'bout to bubble, so embedded in your psyche

As Tyson circles the ring, the Ringmistress ascends the ring steps with a hint of sensuality to her motion. She dips down elegantly under the middle rope. Tyson runs in front of the announce table and up onto the apron, showcasing his agility. He turns as he stands to face the crowd, slowly lifting his head. He calmly soaks in the boos of the audience before taking the rope in one hand. He steps over the middle rope with one leg, pausing to look around again before entering the ring and 'boxer jogs' to his corner where the Ringmistress waits. He psyches himself up in the corner as she removes his hooded vest for him. Here, Tyson turns and props himself up on the top turnbuckle, taking a seat as he finally reaches up and removes his mask, revealing a cold, focused scowl. He hands the mask off to the Ringmistress as he sits there on the turnbuckle, waiting for things to get started.

~DING DING DING~

The bell sounds and almost immediately, Ringmistress hops up onto the ring apron and begins to yell at Dennis to get his attention.

Ringmistress:
You got got off easy last week! Now you see see the true power of The Chaos Circus!

Dennis walks over towards Ringmistress and as soon as he gets even close to within striking distance, she drops down to the floor and sticks her tongue out at him. As he’s distracted though, that gives Tyson the opening he needs to strike from behind with a forearm to the back of the head. He then grabs Dennis and picks him up, delivering and implant DDT, spiking his head on the mat. Ringmistress yells some instructions to Tyson as he just grabs Dennis, picking him up and sending him into the corner. Tyson comes charging in, delivering corner dropkick before sweeping out the legs of Dennis. Tyeson then backs up and charges in again, delivering a delay basement dropkick to Dennis in the corner. Tyson drags Dennis out of the corner and climbs to the top rope. Tyson launches himself, delivering moonsault and hooking the leg for a cover.

1…

2…

Kickout!

Tyson looks down at Ringmistress as she yells more instructions to him. He nods his head as Tyson picks Dennis up off the mat. He sends Dennis into the ropes and as he comes off the ropes, Tyson hits a standing dropkick before following it up with a running senton splash. He doesn’t stop there though as he picks Dennis up and delivers a brainbuster. He then uses the ropes and goes for a springboard moonsault, but Dennis able to get his knees up and drive them into the midsection. Tyson hits the mat and Dennis rolls over and grabs Tyson by the leg.

Dennis takes Tyson’s leg, twisting it with a dragon screw leg whip, before doing it again, and a third time. He then takes Tyson, dragging him over to the ropes. He drapes the leg of Tyson over the bottom rope and leaps, coming down on it. He does it again and one last time before looking down at Ringmistress who looks absolutely furious right now at the display.

Andrew Payne:
Dennis is working over that leg, we know he likes to use that Magic Wand submission hold.

Miranda Austino:
Yeah, and Kitten doesn’t look very happy right now that Tyson is in this situation.

Dennis then grabs Tyson, picking him up and delivering a tilt-a-whirl gutbuster to Tyson. He then follows it up by getting into a mount position and delivering elbow shots to the head of Tyson who tries his best to cover up. After a few good shots land, Dennis gets up, walking around the ring a little bit as the crowd begins to cheer for him. Dennis grabs Tyson, picking him up and delivering a few kicks to the worked over knee before hitting the ropes. As he does though, Ringmistress reaches out and tries to trip him. This little distraction is enough to get Dennis’ attention and allows Tyson to come back and deliver a kick to the head that drops Dennis to a knee. Tyson then hits the ropes and this time, drops Dennis with a well placed knee to the temple. Tyson once again climbs to the top rope, a little more gingerly this time.

As he’s trying to steady himself, this gives Dennis enough time to recover and hit into the ropes, causing Tyson to lose his balance and crotch himself on the top rope. Dennis then climbs to the top rope, picking Tyson up and delivering an avalanche belly to belly suplex. He then picks Tyson up and delivers knee breaker into a back suplex before going for a cover.

1…

2…

Kickout!

Ringmistress yells at ringside for Tyson to get up, but Dennis calls for the Magic Wand. He grabs Tyson by the leg, locking in the submission! Tyson screams in pain and as he fights, Ringmistress motions to the back and as she does, the lights go out once again and when they come back on, the strange woman from earlier is standing in the ring with a lead pipe in hand. She takes the pipe and swings it, hitting Dennis right in the chest with it as the ref calls for the bell.

~DING DING DING~

She continues the assault with the lead pipe as Ringmistress jumps for joy at the display. She yells for Tyson to get up and as he does, the strange woman restrains Dennis with his arms behind his back. Tyson gets up, looking at Dennis and just spits the green mist right into his face before the woman takes him and plants him with double underhook DDT and stands up, laughing. The two of them stomp away at Dennis a little before picking him up and tossing him out of the ring.

Andrew Payne:
Who is this woman?!

Miranda Austino:
I don’t know, but if she’s with Kitten, she must be pretty awesome.

Tyson, the woman, and The Ringmistress stand in the ring as the show begins to fade out.

Result: Disqualification