NFW Presents: INVASION! TOKYO DOME! 02/25/2020!

We find ourselves in a dressing room where an older japanese gentleman in a business suit is sitting on a couch, flanked by two younger Japanese gentlemen. They seem to be waiting for somebody. The older gentleman adjusts his collar, revealing several tattoos on his neck that trail down into the suit, suggesting his body may be covered in tattoos under the suit.

As they wait, we are regaled by the sounds of a shower and a voice singing the song ‘Rio’ by Duran Duran very poorly but enthusiastically. Folded on the table in front of the older gentleman is the coveralls of not-at-all suspicious Janitor Tom Coffeepot. From the steamy bathroom Ronnie North emerges, unable to see who is in the room with him as he is drying off.

Ronnie North: ....JUST LIKE THAT RIVER TWISTING THROUGH A DUSTY LAND...AND WHEN SHE SHINES SHE REALLY SHOWS YOU ALL SHE CAN...OH RIO RIO DANCE ALONG THE…

The towel is off of his face. A sudden moment of realization.

Ronnie North: ...you’re gonna cut my dick off aren’t you?

Oyabun: Sit.

Ronnie tightens the towel around his waist and sits obediently.

Oyabun: Explain.

Ronnie North: Well...Duran Duran was a band popular in the 80’s fronted by Simon Le Bon and driven by the groovy bass of John Taylor, they had a…

Ronnie is interrupted by one of the younger gentlemen drawing a tanto blade and stabbing it in the table right in front of the older gentleman. It is loud.

Ronnie North: Oooookay. So like, after I won that match I went out celebrating and drank waaaaaaay too much and at a karaoke bar I kinda fell in with this group of girls with all these guys in suits protecting them and we really hit it off and I don’t speak Japanese so as the night went on I kept agreeing to these bets I didn’t understand and apparently that almost lost me my finger at one point and me and this one girl were kinda vibing all night so I accepted one more bet and then we were at a courthouse and I sorta blacked out and then she was leading me to a hotel to what I found out was the Honeymoon suite and we spent the night together and things got really….

The older gentleman takes the tanto knife from the table.

Ronnie North: ...that part isn’t important but after I found out what happened I went and got the marriage annulled possibly under false pretenses that resulted in me outright lying to the girl who I am now assuming is your daughter and for the past several weeks I’ve been hiding from you while assuming the identity of mild-mannered handsome Janitor Tom Coffeepot and now here we are and I am very sorry.

Ronnie takes a moment to catch his breath as he had been talking a mile a minute. The older gentleman turns to one of the younger gentlemen and whispers something to him.

Associate: He says that he now understands that you did not do this maliciously and are in fact just very very stupid.

Ronnie North: Okay that’s….mean but I’m not gonna argue.

Associate: He wishes you the best of luck in your match tonight. All is forgiven IF…

The pause of that ‘if’ hangs heavily in the air. The older gentleman still wielding the Tanto knife. He stabs it back into the table and takes out a folder. He slides it across the table to Ronnie North who opens the folder to see the familiar face of one of his friends. She had pink hair so it was an older photo.

Ronnie North: ...you want me to kill my friend, Danni?

The older man looks at him like he is an idiot.

Oyabun: Autograph.

Ronnie North: Oh. Yeah. That’s way more doable. I can definitely make that happen.

The older man stands and Ronnie of course bows respectfully and keeps his head bowed as all three of them leave. He breathes a sigh of relief when they are gone.

Ronnie North: Good lord I can not WAIT to be out of Japan.

He checks the time on his phone and then scrambles to quickly get ready for his match as the camera fades out.
The bell rings, and all three competitors come out of their corners, sizing one another up. Ronnie, being Ronnie, turns on the 'swagger', and though it can't be heard, his motions show he's very obviously hitting on both his female opponents. The two young women look at one another, shrug, and both put a boot to the Prince of Pleasure's midsection and drop him with a double DDT! With Ronnie rolling out of the ring, Moe and Molly go at it, exchanging various strikes and holds until Moe misses a punch, and Molly capitalizes, lifting the Taiwanese woman and dropping her back down with THE HATCHET JOB! Molly covers Moe, and the referee gets to a count of two before Ronnie pulls her off, scolding her before giving her a hard right to the chin and lifting her up in A LITTLE SOMETHING FOR THE LADIES! As he squats down for the fourth time, Moe comes of the ropes behind him, having recovered enough to hit him square in the back with a springboard dropkick! Ronnie falls on his face, carrying Molly, who hits hard and rolls out of the ring herself. The big man staggers to his feet, only to turn and get a boot from Moe in the gut before she locks him up in DDT position and nails him with ATTACK ON TITAN! Moe rolls Ronnie up, and the referee counts three! Molly curses, kicking the ring stairs as the referee holds Moe's hand up and her music starts to play, the young woman tearfully celebrating her first win on a stage this large.

The bell rings, and immediately River and Anton lock up in a test of strength. River establishes a foot hold early, bending Anton backward as her impressive muscles flex, but Crowley comes back up quickly with a snap headbutt, catching Chance just under the eye and splitting her open. She assures the referee she can continue, though her eye is swelling shut as Anton circles the wounded woman like a buzzard. River doesn't back down though, coming over Crowley and landing a couple of hard punches to the face before nailing him with a German Suplex! She lifts her dazed opponent for another, but Anton's got his whits about him and he sends a hard elbow strike into the wounded side of River's face, causing the woman to release her hold. Crowley uses the slight stagger to his advantage, turning quickly and hitting Chance with LINGCHI, causing the woman to fall to a knee. Anton backs into the corner before exploding across the ring and blasting River, again, in the wounded side of her face with THE MORNING STAR! Anton rolls River up, gaining the victory after the referee counts three.

NFW returns and cuts to the backstage in a dark room. There is a single dim red light in the ceiling lighting up the room and sitting on a wood bench, wearing a black hoodie sits Heidi. She is staring off camera into the darkness, her ring gear on under her hoodie. She lets out a long sigh and lowers her head a bit as she begins to speak.

Heidi: It has been a long time. In that period I have gone through a lot of shit. Shit that has beaten me down and made me want to give up. I was at the bottom, begging people for money and a place to stay. I lost my home, my phone and everything almost. I was as low as I had ever been but I didn't lay down and die. I never gave up and I pushed through the darkness. I came out of it and now I am stronger than ever. I am not the same Heidi I was before. I am stronger, tougher and more determined than ever to show the world what I'm capable of doing.

She shifts a bit in her seat, sitting up a bit straighter as her hand runs down her face. She pauses for another second before she moves her hand and turns a bit towards the camera.

Heidi: I left NFW behind when I fell and now I am back to show this company what I have become. I have come back to show each member of this roster that I am not someone to cross and it starts here in Tokyo. I am starting my journey once more here in Japan, a place I had only dreamed of visiting and a perfect to be reborn.

Heidi fully turns to look at the camera, her face shaded from her hood and her eyes still looking down instead of into the lens.

Heidi: So I am going in this match as an underdog but I am always the underdog. Nobody has ever believed in me. I have been destined to fail since the day I was born. I don't care if anyone thinks I can do this or if they think I will end up failing again and ending up dead in a gutter. I am not doing this for anyone else and I don't give a fuck what they think. I am here to prove to myself that I can do this. To prove to myself that I am a new person. A person who is capable of making it to the top of NFW or any other company I enter. I have been a champion before and I will not rest until I am once more.

Heidi pulls her hood off finally, looking up at the camera, dark make-up around her eyes a she pauses, staring in the camera a look of pure intensity on her face. She was not playing around anymore and it was clear.

Heidi: So I will step on to this pre-show and give everyone in attendance a show they will never forget. I will step up to any one of my three opponents and spit in their face before I beat them down in front of a sold out arena. I don't care if it is that white boy with dreads or that generic asswhole named Aiden. I don't give a fuck who it is. Bring all three on at once because I am going to be swinging at everyone and anyone who comes at me. This is my match. This is my moment. This is my return and I will never forgive anyone who fucking ruins it for me. Lara, Lash and Aiden you better be at your best if you want to survive what I will be bring to this match. I will take you down and out one by one by one until I am the only one left standing and your blood is dripping off my fucking hands. It's time for my reign of terror to begin here in NFW.

Heidi stands up, shoving the camera asides a bit as she heads towards the door. She pushes it open and bright white light from the outside consumes the scene and her silhouette disappears into the light slowly before the scene fades away.
The bell rings, and immediately Heidi locks up with Lara while Lash and Aiden begin exchanging strikes. Lash hits the ropes after an Irish Whip, coming back and leaping at Aiden with a flying European Uppercut which drops Reynolds, forcing him to roll out of the ring. Donohue follows and the brawl spills to the outside. Back in the ring, HEIDI has gained the upper hand over Lara, dropping her opponent with BAD OMEN! Lara rolls out of the ring on the opposite side of where Aiden and Lash continue to brawl. The two fight all the way around the ring, exchanging strikes and various grappling maneuvers before Donohue runs up the steps onto the apron and launches himself at Reynolds with a flying cannonball, but Reynolds sidesteps, which causes Lash to collide with Lara! Lash gets to his feet, looking down at Lara before shrugging with a grin on his face. He turns back to Aiden, only to end up on the receiving end of a vicious STO BACKBREAKER! Donohue and Bratton down outside the ring as Aiden slides back inside to go after HEIDI, but she's ready for him, ducking an attempted clothesline before turning and hitting a hard slap across Reynolds jaw, rocking him long enough for her to hook him and drop him down with BANISHMENT! Heidi rolls Aiden up for the pin, earning the three count just in time as both Lara and Lash dive in to break up the pin fall just seconds too late.


As AKLO, SALU and K-DUB SHINE perform “RGTO” for the opening of the event, the camera sweeps over the stage and the audience. Lights flicker around the inside of the Tokyo Dome as the musicians perform on the entrance stage. It’s almost easy to forget this is a wrestling event until the camera captures the ring in the very center. In between live shots of the opening performance, we’re treated to footage of the main card competitors.

A brief glimpse of Team Kash and Team Santiago in their numerous clashes.

The Chaos Circus is seeing terrorizing the Trauma roster with Griffin Hawkins, Dennis Stowand and Marcello Vitale standing up to them.

Quick shots of Eavan Maloney losing the Silver Mountain Title at Wrestle War and being confronted by Luthor Callaway all up until their match on Collision. We see Morgan Payne piledrive Luthor, Art of Ruin Eavan and throw her over him for a cover. Then comes the following week where she Foot To The Throat kicks Katra Zdunich in the face, pushing Eavan to accept their fight. Morgan smiles wildly at the camera.

A quick recap of the Wrestle War Tag Team Triple Threat that saw Bloody Fairytale lose the titles to Kawaii Trash Pandas Go. To hype the rematch, we see the moments of Bloody Fairytale shooting on the Pandas and then showing up on Trauma.

We get a quick recap of Timothy Hunt’s career matches in NFW with the ominous flashing image of Erik Holland sitting in a darkened room just staring wide eyed and crazed at the camera.

A calm and collected Angel Kusanagi faces off against Sela Rica-Lark at Wrestle War in Three Stages of Hell for the United States Championship. Angel controversially loses the match. We see Sela burning through challengers for her title until Angel returns, wide eyed and crazy again, revealing the evidence that she never said ‘I Quit’ and so comes their rematch for the belt tonight.

A glimpse of Jasmine Matthews is shown winning and then defending the Silver Mountain Championship against Charles O’Brien. We then see Danni Anderson’s recap performance and win in Wrestle War’s Silver Rush Rumble, granting her the next number one contender spot.

Another recap of The Chaos Circus’ rampage on the Trauma roster is shown, this time focusing on The Ringmaster himself. He is stood up to by none other than Griffin Hawkins which leads to the semi-main event of the night for Hawkins’ Undisputed Championship.

Finally, we see a recap of activity from the Kingdom themselves within NFW. The annoyance of Luthor Callaway. He is seen inside the ring confronting Sativa Nevaeh, the World Heavyweight Champion. We see Sativa stuck inside the 10 person Battle Royale where she eventually eliminates herself, sealing the Wildcard in her favor. However, we also see the winner of the match, Ian Dickenson watching her from the ring, set to do battle with her in the Tokyo Dome for the title.

As the reel ends, AKLO and Co reach the end of the intro song and bow out to the audience’s thunderous ovation.

Nick Hanson: Hello and welcome, ladies and gentlemen! We have a packed house tonight here at the Tokyo Dome! We are here for the culmination of our annual Invasion Tour! And uhhh...we got a packed announce team tonight, too, don’t we folks?

Matt Salvatore: That we do, Nick! We got you, myself - Matt Salvatore - and uhh...gee who are these two? You know them?

Andrew Payne: Real funny, Matt.

Matt laughs and the two retired competitors clasp hands and dap in their seats. Meanwhile, an excited Miranda Augustino runs over, nearly strangling Andrew and Matt with the cord to her headset and adorably hugs Nick.

Miranda Augustino: Niiiiiiick!! Mi amigo!! I missed my buddy!

Nick Hanson: Awwwww, I missed you too, Mir! You taking care of Andy? Showing him the ropes?

Andrew Payne: She is driving me up the damn wall, Nick! Take her back, give me Matt.

Miranda Augustino: Heeeeeey!!!

The four share a laugh over the joke.

Nick Hanson: Well we just saw a live opening performance by Japanese hip hop sensation, AKLO. That was RGTO and I have to say the theme of what I’m told about the song very much fits tonight’s event. We saw a bit of the card run down during the performance. You folks ready for Invasion?!

Andrew Payne: Ready as ever, Nick.

Matt Salvatore: Four person commentary team. Let’s fuckin’ do it!

Miranda Augustino: Whoooo!!! Tokyo bitches!!!

Nick Hanson: Well, we have four; these two teams we’re about to see have five each. Folks, we’re gonna kick off the main card of Invasion: Japan with one hell of a classic match type. This...ladies and gentlemen...is War Games!

With the sound of an air raid siren and simulated gun fire going off the massive double sized cage structure begins to lower down over the pair of rings set up in the center of the arena.

Matt Salvatore: Ohhhhh maaaaaan!!!!

Andrew Payne: Look at that thing….

Miranda Augustino: You two ever been in one of those?

Andrew Payne: Goddamn right we have.

Matt and Andrew remain sincere as they watch the structure come down. They silently reminisce and fist bump.

Nick Hanson: One of the most gruelling matches ever invented in this sport, folks. It breaks down like this. One person from each team will start. Every 120 seconds, a member of one team will enter the match, alternating back and forth between teams until all ten individuals are inside the ring. After that? It’s first pinfall or submission to win. There are no disqualifications. Anything goes. This is to settle a dispute between Angel Kash and Trauma General Manager, Isabella Santiago but what else is at stake here, Trauma team?

Andrew Payne: Nick, both team captains had to pull a team together for this so Isabella Santiago raised the stakes. The team leaders are Angel Kash and Cali-Kate. Whoever wins, the winning captain will receive a Wildcard shot for the NFW Undisputed Championship. Each team has a signed, recognized tag team among them. That winning tag team will go on to face the NFW Tag Team Champions at March Misery. It’s Trauma’s first brand specific pay per view. That leaves two more individuals each time. One of them gets a title shot for the United States Championship. The other? The Undisputed Championship. All at March Misery. As to who gets what? General Manager Santiago’s letting them decide.

Miranda Augustino: That means Erin Mercer and Bronwyn Good for Team Kash or Emelie Sanclemente and Adrianna Salvatore for Team Isabella are gonna have to hash it out and decide! Could lead to some tension! I’m sure all four of them would love to take a shot at Griffin Hawkins OR The Ringmaster!

Andrew Payne: I heard that enthusiasm.

Nick Hanson: She does that alot, doesn’t she?

Matt Salvatore: Hahaha!

Miranda Augustino: Hey, happy Ringmaster means happy Kitten. Happy Kitten means veeeeery happy MirKat! Meowrl!!

Nick Hanson: Still with the TMI, Mir.

Miranda Augustino: I’m just sayin’! You go to the beach with Kitten? Duuuuude. We went to the beach over in Okinawa. Those bottoms practically got suck---

Nick Hanson: MIRANDA!!!

Miranda Augustino: Alright! Sorry!

Andrew Payne: See, she listens to you, Nick.

Matt Salvatore: Welp! There’s the cage, guys. Let’s get ready for war….

Before the match and first two participants are introduced, the rules for Wargames were went over for everyone in the crowd and for the people watching at home.
"Cut Throat" by Kittie blasts over the PA system as Johanna Krieger steps out onto the stage, she holds a fist in the air as a spotlight shines from above and the house lights slowly come up as she drops her fist.

Umi Toriyama: Team Kash o daihyō suru saisho no dōnyū-sha, Nuremberg, Bavaria, Germany “The Bavarian Nightmare” Johanna Krieger!

She makes her way down to the ring almost at a marching pace ignoring the fans as she gets to the bottom and stomps up the steps before leaning back on the top rope, she hooks her leg around the middle rop resting it on the bottom one before pushing up and into the ring.
KMFDM's "Juke Joint Jezebel (REMIX)" fills the arena. At first, it's just the sound of the nostalgic music until the dubstep beat drops. At that point, the lighting of the arena takes on a deep blue hue with other colors flashing around the stage and ramp. Katrina Cage comes running out onto the stage, stopping to take in the view of the fans with one hand above her eyes as she leans forward. Finally, she starts to approach the ring.

Umi Toriyama: Soshite, chīmu Isabella o, San Antonio, Texas, The 8-bit Princess, Katrina Cage!

Katrina climbs up onto the apron, performing a split as she slides into the ring and performs a handstand flip, landing on her feet and pops up in the center of the ring. She runs to one corner, climbing up to acknowledge the crowd before hopping down to the mat, removing her glasses and t-shirt as she waits in her corner.


Katrina and Johanna are in the ring as the door to the cage closes and the bell rings for the first five minute period to begin. Katrina and Johanna circle the first ring as they eye each other down. Finally, they meet in the middle of the ring and lock up. Johanna goes behind Katrina and puts her into a waistlock before picking Katrina up and slamming her face first into the mat. Johanna doesn’t let up though as she picks Katrina up and sends her into the ropes. Katrina comes off the ropes and as she does, ducks under a clothesline attempt by Johanna and stops dead in her tracks, turning Johanna around and delivering a forearm to the side of the head. Johanna eats it and doesn’t seem too bothered by it as Katrina delivers a second and then a third before Johanna starts to stagger a little bit and Katrina grabs her by the wrist and sends her into the ropes. Johanna comes off the ropes and as she does, Katrina leaps and takes Johanna over with a headscissors.

Andrew Payne: This match is going to be intense. I can’t wait to see the ring begin to fill up.

Miranda Augustino: We’re gonna see some bitches bleed tonight, Andy!

Katrina pops back up and looks around at the crowd for just a moment before returning her focus on Johanna who is getting back up to her feet. Katrina comes charging in and delivers a kick to the midsection before grabbing Johanna by the head and running towards the ropes the corner. She uses the turnbuckles to get a little extra leverage as she spikes Johanna on the top of her head with a tornado DDT! Katrina doesn’t stop though, she picks Johanna back up and sends her into the corner. Katrina backs up, pointing right at her opponent and charging in, delivering a corner splash before kicking out the legs of Johanna and once again backing up and charging in, this time delivering a bronco buster that she bounces on top of Johanna an extra few times as the crowd cheers her a little bit before she comes out and drags Johanna out of the corner. She then climbs to the second turnbuckle and launches herself, delivering a leg drop. Katrina walks around the ring, getting the crowd fired up a little bit in the process.

Andrew Payne: In a match like this, there’s no time for this kind of showboating and trying to get the crowd involved.

Miranda Augustino: You’re right, but The Skillz Vendorz are beloved by the fans and Kat is trying to exploit that.

Katrina comes back over to Johanna and bends down to help the woman back up, but as she does, Johanna delivers a thumb to the eye that backs Katrina up. Johanna gets back up to her feet and as she does, she takes Kat by the back of the head and rams her face first into the cage! Johanna takes Kat and starts to charge with her to the opposite side and this time throws her face first into the cage. Katrina bounces off the cage and as she does, Johanna grabs her and delivers a German Suplex. Johanna then floats over into a mount position and from there, she just starts to rain down elbow shots that have some connecting on Katrina before she finally gets up. Johanna reaches down and helps Katrina up to her feet. She points at the cage again and says something to Katrina, but as Johanna goes to toss her, Katrina reverses it and Johanna hits the cage face first! As this is going on, the tron lights up with the countdown.

Andrew Payne: And who will be next for Team Kash?

Miranda Augustino: Whoever it is, Katrina Cage is in for a rough couple of minutes being at a two on one disadvantage.

“Swamped by Lacuna Coil plays and Erin comes running out from behind the curtain and heading straight down the ramp towards the ring where the door is open for her.

Andrew Payne: And here comes Erin Mercer!

Miranda Augustino: This girl is intense, she’s ready to get her pound of flesh tonight.

Erin gets into the ring and as Katrina is dealing with Johanna in the corner, comes running in and turning Katrina around and delivering a few forearms of her own before she grabs Erin and delivers a snap suplex. She says something to Johanna who shakes the cobwebs out before joining Erin and picking Katrina up. The two of them send Katrina into the ropes. Katrina comes off the ropes and the two of them deliver double back elbows.

Andrew Payne: This isn’t looking good for Katrina right now.

Miranda Augustino: Well, she just needs to survive a little bit longer before she gets some backup of her own in this match.

Andrew Payne: But they might run into the same problem Katrina’s in right now if Erin and Johanna take her out of commision.

Erin picks Katrina up and brings her over towards the ropes. She grabs Katrina and she lifts her, delivering a Tiger Suplex that drives the back of her head into the cage! Katrina slumps down into the ropes as Johanna hits the ropes and comes charging in, delivering a running knee strike that lands square on the temple of Katrina. The two of them pick Katrina up and send her into the corner. Erin comes charging in, and goes for a corner splash, but Katrina gets a boot up and drives it into the face of Erin. Johanna tries now as comes charging in, only to be met with a back elbow by Katrina who is trying to fight back now. The crowd is coming back to life as Katrina seems to be getting new life here and fighting through this disadvantage. As she begins to fight back, the tron flashes with the countdown once again.

Andrew Payne: And now Katrina is getting some backup of her own!

Miranda Augustino: I can’t wait to see who it is!

“Magic” by Mystery Skulls plays as Emilie Sanclemente comes out from behind the curtain to a pop by the Tokyo crowd. She smiles for a moment, only to quickly focus and come charging down ramp where the open door awaits her.

Andrew Payne: And here comes Emilie!

Miranda Augustino: And she and Erin have been having problems since the very first episode of Trauma.

Emilie comes into the ring and she immediately goes for Erin and takes her down with a double leg takedown and just starts to rain down forearm shots to the redhead. Emilie gets up and as she does, Johanna is there and grabs Emilie by the head and delivers a series of knee strikes before delivering a spinning backfist that drops Emilie to the mat. The crowd begins to boo as Johanna turns her attention back to Katrina, but as Johanna goes to pick her up, Katrina is able to deliver a kick that staggers the woman back. Katrina gets up to her feet as grabs Johanna and drives her face first into the turnbuckle. The crowd counts along as she does it ten times before she lets Johanna stagger out of the corner and then dropping into a split position. She looks up and shrugs her shoulders and delivers a crotch punch!

Miranda Augustino: God, chica, I can feel that here! Ever been dick punched Andy?

Andrew Payne: I have, and it’s not a great feeling.

Miranda Augustino: Yeah, well, it ain’t for us chicks either.

Katrina gets up and as she does, she takes Johanna and delivers 7th Heaven! Johanna is out right now as she sees Erin in the corner with Emilie. Katrina turns Erin around and delivers a series of chops to the chest of the redhead before taking her and sending her into the opposite corner. Katrina gets down on all fours in front of Erin as Emilie comes running in and uses Katrina as a launch pad and delivers a splash in the corner. The two of them pull Erin out of the corner and towards the cage. Katrina grabs Erin as she motions for Emilie to climb to the top rope. Emilie climbs up and as she does, Katrina delivers a slingshot that sends Erin face first into the cage before Erin falls back onto the knees of Katrina. Emilie then comes leaping off the top rope and delivers a leg drop to Erin. As they go back to the fight, the countdown clock begins once more.

Andrew Payne: Here we go again!

Miranda Augustino: Time for another member of Team Kash!

“Black No. 1 (Little Miss Scare-all) by Type-O Negative begins to play and Bronwyn good comes walking down the ramp towards the ring.

Andrew Payne: And now Erin’s girlfriend, Bronwyn Good is coming into this match!

Miranda Augustino: I bet we’re in for some witchy shit now, Andy!

Bronwyn comes into the ring and immediately turns Katrina around and throws her Magic Powder right into her face! Katrina grabs at her face, trying to regain her sight as Bronwyn charges and delivers Burn the Witch! Bronwyn checks on Erin for a moment and as she does, Emilie comes in and jumps on her back, putting her in a sleeper hold. Bronwyn tries to shake her off, but she can’t seem to be able to. She makes it over to the ropes on the side that is next to the second ring and as she does, Johanna comes in and leaps, delivering a superman punch to Emilie that finally gets her to let loose of her grip. Emilie tumbles in between the rings and rolls into the second ring as Bronwyn waits for Emilie to make it back up to her feet. Bronwyn then uses the ropes of the first ring to springboard over, leaping over the second set of ropes and delivering a flying forearm to Emilie.

Andrew Payne: That magic powder by Bronwyn turned things right back around for Team Kash right now.

Miranda Augustino: Anything goes, Andy. Nobody wins this match, they just end up surviving it.

Meanwhile, Erin is back up and is with Johanna who drapes Katrina on the second rope so her face is up against the cage. Erin hits the ropes and comes flying in, delivering a hip attack that causes Katrina’s face just slam into the cage! Johanna then takes her face and just drags it across the cage as Katrina screams in pain. Johanna lets go and we can see that Katrina has been busted open.

Andrew Payne: Katrina is bleeding pretty bad right now. This isn’t good for Team Isabella.

Miranda Augustino: This match is brutal, Andy. Nobody is going to be the same after tonight.

Erin goes over to the other ring and joins Bronwyn as they pick Emilie up off the mat and send her into the ropes. Emilie comes off the ropes and the two of them deliver a double flap jack before Erin takes Emilie and puts her into a Muta Lock as Bronwyn hits the ropes and delivers a shining wizard. Johanna is now over there too as they begin a three on one assault on Emilie as the countdown clock begins again.

Andrew Payne: Time to even the numbers up.

Miranda Augustino: Whoever it is though is kind of at a disadvantage with the way these three took out Kat and Emilie right now.

“Pokemon” by Jonathan Young plays and out comes Sammi Belmont with a chair in hand. She looks down at the situation and makes a beeline for the ring.

Andrew Payne: Smart move by Sammi bringing the chair with her. She’s probably going to need it right now.

Miranda Augustino: She needs more than just a chair right now, Andy.

Sammi gets to the cage and looks up, seeing the fact that there isn’t a roof on top of it and you can see on her face that she has an idea. She begins the climb up the cage, chair in hand. She makes it to the top where she steadies herself. She yells something and as she does, Johanna, Erin, and Bronwyn all turn around to see her. She holds the chair tight and leaps from the top of the cage and crashes down on all three of them, driving the chair into them and her. Sammi rolls on the mat, grabbing at her ribs and midsection as the crowd goes absolutely crazy. Katrina is back up to her feet, blood running down her face as she gets over into the other ring and checks on Sammi before helping her and Emilie both up to their feet.

Andrew Payne: Now that’s how you get your team back into things!

Miranda Augustino: Yeah, but at what price to her own health? She could have cracked a rib or something.

The three women look at each other and nod as they each take a member of Team Kash. Katrina pairs off with Bronwyn, as Emilie takes Johanna, and Sammi focuses on Erin. They all gather the three members of Team Kash in the middle of the ring before backing up and delivering stereo superkicks to all three women. Sammi then delivers a standing moonsault to Erin. Emilie then delivers a standing shooting star press to Johanna. Finally, Katrina takes Bronwyn and delivers Rage Quit to Bronwyn! The crowd cheers for the three ladies as look at their fallen opponents and high five before going back to the action. As they focus their attack, the countdown clock starts up again.

Andrew Payne: Member number four for Team Kash about to come out.

Miranda Augustino: I wonder if it’ll be Mai or Angel?

“Reanimate” by Breathing Theory plays as Mai Blackman comes out with a kendo stick in hand as she rushes down the ramp.

Andrew Payne: And here comes one of the most dangerous women on Trauma with a weapon!

Miranda Augustino: Oh, this isn’t going to be good for those three in there.

Mai stands in the first ring and the three members of Team Isabella turn around. Mai yells for them to bring it on and they do. First, Sammi climbs to the top rope and looks to deliver something, but when she leaps, Mai hits her in the midsection with the kendo stick. Sammi drops to the mat, writhing in pain as she grabs at her already injured ribs. Next, Katrina comes at Mai, only to suffer a shot to her head that sends blood flying a little bit. Katrina drops to the mat and now, it’s Emilie’s turn to try something. She springboards over to the first ring and she’s met with a kendo stick shot to the midsection and then one to the back before Mai takes the weapon and uses it to help with a side Russian leg sweep.

Andrew Payne: Mai taking down all three members of Team Isabella.

Miranda Augustino: Well, you did say she was a dangerous woman.

Mai turns her attention to Sammi who is up to one knee. She grabs Sammi by the waist and delivers a deadlift German suplex. By this time, the other three members of Team Kash are up and making their way over to the ring. Erin has the steel chair in hand as Emilie is trying to make it up to her feet. Before she can though, Erin takes the chair and swings it down, clocking Emilie over the head with it. Emilie drops back down to the mat like a sack of bricks as Erin just stomps away at her. Johanna has Katrina up to her feet in the center of the ring as she looks at Mai. The two of them hit the ropes and deliver Total Elimination on her! They then pick Sammi up and as they do, the countdown clock begins again.

Andrew Payne: Time for member number four of Team Isabella!

Miranda Augustino: I bet it’s Adrianna! I want to see her and Mai square off.

"Heist" by Lindsey Stirling plays and out comes Cali-Kate with a baseball bat in hand and she comes charging down the ramp.

Andrew Payne: Here comes the team captain!

Miranda Augustino: Well, now we know the last two to enter this match!

Cali-Kate comes in, turning Mai around before she can deliver the kick to Katrina and delivers a shot to the midsection with the baseball bat. She then turns to Johanna and does the same, causing her to drop Katrina back down onto the mat. Erin comes over to try and rip the bat away from Cali-Kate, but she turns around and cracks the bat right over Erin’s head! Erin drops to the mat, out cold as you can see blood coming from the top of her head and dripping into a pool on the mat under her.

Andrew Payne: We might need to check on Erin, that doesn’t look good.

Miranda Augustino: Yeah, she’s bleeding pretty good right now from her head.

Cali-Kate turns around once more and this time, it’s Bronwyn that feels the wrath of the baseball bat as she gets hit in the midsection and then with a shot to the back before Cali-Kate drops the bat and grabs Bronwyn and delivers the Expansion Pack! She then looks around and helps Sammi and Emilie up to their feet. You can see Emilie is also sporting a crimson mask now after that chair shot from Erin. The three of them get up, look around at the situation and they begin to go on the attack with members of Team Kash down. Mai though, the lone member not being attacked at this very moment, gets behind Sammi and delivers a chop block to the back of the knee before hitting the ropes and delivering a knee right to the back of the head.

Cali-Kate turns around and she runs right into a right forearm by Mai that stuns her for just a moment, but she fires back and the two begin trading shots back and forth. Mai begins to get the better of it before shooting Cali-Kate into the ropes. Cali-Kate comes off the ropes and Mai goes to throw her with a hip toss, but Cali-Kate is able to land on her feet and turn it around into a Geek Chic Kick! Mai drops down to a knee as Cali-Kate hits the ropes and delivers a shining wizard that finally takes Mai down to the mat. At this point the countdown clock begins once again.

Andrew Payne: Well, we all know who this is going to be.

Miranda Augustino: Time for the captain of Team Kash!

“Superficial” by Heidi Montag plays as the crowd immediately begins to boo and Angel Kash comes walking out from behind the curtain. She has a confident smirk on her face as she makes her way down the ramp to the ring.

Andrew Payne: Angel Kash looking really confident right about now, but we know who the last member of Team Isabella is and she might be just as dangerous as Mai is.

Miranda Augustino: That doesn’t mean a thing. Angel has something to prove here and now it’s time for her to do that.

Angel takes her time, looking under the ring for something and she finds a few more steel chairs and a purse under the ring. She tosses the chairs into the ring as she grabs the purse and walks into the match and the door closes behind her. Cali-Kate turns around and Angel just swings the purse and nails Cali-Kate over the head with it and the Geekette drops to the mat. She sees Katrina trying to get up to her feet and she delivers a kick to the side of Katrina’s head and she falls back down. Johanna is back up to her feet and she sees the chairs all around in the ring. She takes them and sets them all up in the middle of the ring as Sammi tries to get back up and Erin just takes her and delivers Angel Slayer! Angel walks over to Emilie as she picks the woman up and delivers the Buyout! Johanna helps Mai up to her feet and they pick Katrina back up and Johanna stands over the steel chairs and the two of them deliver German Brainbreaker right onto the stack of chairs.

Andrew Payne: That has to be it for Katrina Cage!

Miranda Augustino: She’s been out there from the start and has taken a ton of punishment, but that’s too much.

Andrew Payne: And the actual match hasn’t even officially begun yet, not until Adrianna is in the match.

Kash grins as she takes Cali-Kate and puts her into the Priceless Clutch and just sits back on the hold, Erin and Bronwyn a free shot to deliver stereo kicks to the side of her head. Angel releases the hold and it’s at this point that Emilie is back to her feet and she tries to fight, but it’s five on one and she is no match for the numbers against her. Meanwhile, Sammi is in the other ring and on the top rope. She looks at everyone ganging up on Emilie and just launches herself, delivering a crossbody that takes all five women down. Sammi gets up, clutching at her ribs as she looks around for a moment before grabbing a steel chair. She takes it and just starts swinging away, hitting each member of Team Kash in the process. Emilie somehow makes it to her feet and grabs a chair herself and does the same thing. As they swing away, the countdown clock begins one final time.

Andrew Payne: Get ready for the last person to come out!

Miranda Augustino: Things are about to get real now!

"King of the World" by Porcelain and the Tramps and Adrianna Salvatore comes sprinting down the ramp to the ring.

Andrew Payne: Adrianna has been chomping at the bits all match to finally get in there and now it’s her turn.

Miranda Augustino: She could be the real game changer here.

Adrianna doesn’t get into the ring right away though. Instead, she searches under the ring and starts to pull out tables and sliding them into the ring. By the time she’s done, there’s six tables inside of the structure. She’s not done though She finds a board that has barbed wire and light tubes on it as the crowd goes insane. She slides it into the ring and now, she finally steps in, slamming the door shut behind her. She looks like a woman focused on destruction and pain right now as she sees Mai trying to get up and she just delivers Hell’s Bells. She turns around and sees Angel now moving and she has a Hell’s Bells for her too!

Andrew Payne: I’ve seen this kind of look before from both Adrianna and her father. Things are about to get bad for some people here.

Miranda Augustino: It almost looks like she’s out for blood right now. This is not an Adrianna I would want to mess with.

Adrianna grabs the board covered with light tubes and barbed wire and she sets it up in the corner. She slowly walks over to Erin and just grins as she picks the red head up. As she does though, Bronwyn is there and delivers a shot with the kendo stick to the back of Adrianna. The woman doesn’t flinch, she just simply turns around and grabs the weapon and yanks it out of Bronwyn’s hand. She looks at Bronwyn and just smirks before she grabs her and delivers a spinning facebuster right onto the stack of chairs in the middle of the ring.

Andrew Payne: That right there reminds me of something her father would do to an opponent.

Miranda Augustino: This is a side of Adrianna that’s scary, but could be a dominant force.

Adrianna then picks up one of the chairs and goes to swing it at Johanna who is somehow back on her feet after being one of the first two out there. Adrianna goes to swing the chair, but Angel is up and pulls it out of her hands. Adrianna turns around as she does, Johanna delivers a chop block to Adrianna that drops her to a knee. Angel then comes in and delivers a knee to the side of Adrianna’s head that takes her down to the mat. As the two of them start to work on Adrianna, Katrina is up to her feet. She grabs Angel and turns her around and delivers Rage Quit before following it up with Rage Quit! As she gets back up to her feet though, Johanna is there and delivers Skold of Makt on Katrina!

Erin walks over to Emilie and goes to pick her up. She grabs Emilie and as she looks to throw her into to the board in the corner, Adrianna springs up to her feet and comes charging in, delivering a MOAB Launcher on Erin that drives the two of them into the light tubes and barbed wire! The two women lay there motionless in the wreckage as Katrina and Cali-Kate are seen setting up some of the tables. They get four tables set up, two of them stacked on top of the others. As they’re doing that, Emilie and Sammi look up at the top of the cage. The two begin to climb opposite sides as Cali-Kate and Katrina pound away at Mai and Johanna to make sure they can’t get up.

Andrew Payne: What the hell are Emilie and Sammi thinking right now?

Miranda Augustino: I have no idea, but I know it’s not going to end well from up there.

Cali-Kate grabs Bronwyn and she delivers Starstruck as Katrina is back up and delivers another 7th Heaven to Mai! The two of them pick up both Mai and Bronwyn and set them up on the tables. Emilie and Sammi look at each other as the crowd swells to a fever pitch. The two them take a deep breath before they both launch themselves, both hitting corkscrew moonsaults from the top of the cage. Emilie onto Bronwyn and Sammi onto Mai and drive them both through the tables!

Andrew Payne: Holy shit! All four of them have to be done now!

Miranda Augustino: I’ve never seen anything quite that crazy before! They have to be dead!

Meanwhile, Cali-Kate looks at Angel who sees most of her team down now and realizes she’s in a bind. She begs with Cali-Kate to back off, but the Geekette just shakes her head no before before delivering a Geek Chic Kick to Angel as Katrina holds off Johanna. Cali-Kate locks in Critical Roll! Angel tries to fight through the pain, but eventually she has no choice but to give up.


Umi Toryiama: Wargames no shōsha wa tsugi no tōridesu, Adrianna Salvatore, Emilie Sanclemente, The Skillz Vendorz, and Cali-Kate!

Andrew Payne: What a hell of a way to open up Invasion! These ten women went to absolute war tonight.

Miranda Augustino: And none of them are ever going to be the same after this.

Umi Toriyama: Tsugi no kontesuto wa, 1tsu no aki ni yotei sa rete iru taguchīmu no shiaidesu!

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, a stark contrast in attitude to the Vegeta cosplay he's wearing. He's decked out fully in Saiyan armor and even complete with a power scanner. His hair is standing entirely upright and the glare he gives to the ring is picture perfect to one of Vegeta's scowls. 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.

Umi Toriyama: Hajime ni, kara 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.

"Hungry Like The Wolf" starts up as Dennis strolls out in his usual track jacket. He makes his way down with a snarky smile, ready to kill.

Umi Toriyama: Soshite, kare no taguchīmupātonā, Brighton, England, “The Premier Bad Boy” Dennis Stowand!

He gets to the ring and hops in. Taking off his jacket.

“The Netherworld Circus” begins to play as the creepy music fills the arena, it goes dark and a singular spotlight is shining at the top of the ramp where Ringmistress is proudly standing with a microphone in her hand.

Ringmistress: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, the Chaos Circus proudly presents to you, the team of Lady Death and Tyson Law!

Lady Death and Tyson Law come out, Tyson sporting his mask as they flank Ringmistress who looks at both of them with a devious grin on her face. She points to the ring as the two of them nod and make their way down with a purpose. The two of them get into the ring as Tyson removes his mask and hands it off to Ringmistress and the two of them get into their corner and wait.


The match begins with both sides discussing strategy for a few seconds while Marcello discards his Saiyan armor and scanner. Finally, with reluctance, Marcello concedes for Dennis to start the match. On the side of the Chaos Circus, Lady Death starts the match. Marcello glares as both Tyson and Death smile and taunt him, but Dennis steps up and catches both their attention. Lady Death and Dennis both circle each other until Lady Death tags in Tyson with a smirk. Tyson steps in and Dennis shrugs. Dennis charges before Tyson can fully enter the ring with a shoot kick that causes Tyson to tumble gracelessly from the second rope. Dennis has a quick advantage as he stomps at Tyson and pulls him from the corner. A quick cover yields a one count and Dennis quickly locks in a rear naked choke causing Tyson to scramble for ropes and forcing a break. Tyson rolls back to his corner and tags in Lady Death to Dennis' amusement. Lady Death however is ready for the wily Dennis. As Dennis approaches, she slips behind him, delivering a sharp kick of her own that sends Dennis in the corner. She is quick to stay on him as she slams his face into the turnbuckle several times until the ref intervenes. Dennis turns in the corner, but that proves a mistake as Tyson grabs him in a rear naked choke of his own with the ref's attention on Lady Death. Lady Death manages to hold the ref's attention despite Marcello's pleas. Tyson grins as he holds Dennis tightly until the ref turns around. Tyson drops Dennis who falls in the corner and is tagged in by Lady Death. Tyson is quick to start delivering a series of kicks to Dennis before dragging him from the corner and going for the cover. It's still a one count, but barely.

Andrew Payne: Maybe a little desperation on Dennis Stowand’s part there.

Miranda Augustino: Common rookie mistake.

Tyson starts to deliver a series of low but quick strikes that stumble Dennis as he attempts to recover. Bouncing off the ropes, Tyson delivers a dropkick to Dennis' ribs. Dennis manages to roll with it and evades another dropkick attempt. Tyson is back to his feet to jeers from the audience while Dennis pulls himself up with some struggle. Dennis beats his chest a bit to work through the pain and the wind getting knocked out of him and manages to get to his corner. The audience comes alive as Marcello "Vegeta"-le enters the ring. Lady Death screams laughter at Marcello, but Marcello lets it roll off his back as he focuses on Tyson. Marcello smirks a bit before casting his arms out with a scream as he "powers up". Tyson sneers and runs in looking for a dropkick but Marcello sidesteps and blasts Tyson with a flurry of punches to the kidneys before whipping Tyson into a corner. With another "power up", he charges in with a shoulder tackle that levels Tyson. Marcello puts a pin on Tyson who kicks out at two. Marcello nods as he picks Tyson up and grabs him into a rib breaker that keeps Tyson down. Tyson squirms a bit, but Marcello now stares down Lady Death. She isn't smiling, but she doesn't seem worried at the moment. The ref tries to catch Marcello's attention when Lady Death waves mockingly at Marcello. Dennis is on the apron on his side trying to snap Marcello out of it and finally he does, but it comes too late when Tyson in a fit of desperation clobbers Marcello with a bicycle kick. Bouncing off the ropes, Tyson hits Marcello with a corkscrew body attack. He doesn't bother with a pin as he tags in Lady Death. Lady Death comes in almost dancing as Marcello tries to pick himself up.

Miranda Augustino: Awwwww yeah! Lady Death back in the game!

Andrew Payne: This woman may have a screw or two loose, Mir.

Miranda Augustino: Hey! That’s Kitten’s friend. Be nice!

Lady Death taunts Marcello grabbing at his hair and slapping him. She doesn't wait for Marcello to recover as she throws him on the mat and mounts him to deliver a series of punches. Going for the cover gets a two count which Lady Death simply laughs at. Marcello tries to shake the cobwebs out and Dennis has his hand stretched as far as he can to attempt to get the tag. Marcello is on hands and knees as Lady Death returns to her feet. She watches him struggle to his corner before she pulls him back. He tries to break away but she just headbutts him before hitting a swinging neckbreaker. She falls for another cover but this time Dennis pulls her off and spins her over with a tilt-a-whirl gutbuster. Unfortunately, he doesn't get to revel in his save as Tyson flies in with a clothesline that sends Dennis tumbling over the ropes. Tyson checks on Lady Death who has to be helped to her feet. She falls into Dennis and Marcello's corner, but no one is there to do anything. Outside the ring, Tyson sees Dennis getting back to his feet. Tyson bounces from the opposite ropes and flies through the other ropes with a suicide plancha that takes both men out. Marcello is back on his feet and sees what happened. He looks over and approaches the ropes. Climbing the turnbuckle, he measures Tyson and launches with a 450 attack that sends Tyson to the other end of the ring. Marcello recovers and checks on Dennis. Dennis is recovering and encourages Marcello to get back in the ring. Marcello nods and slides back in to the waiting arms of Lady Death. Both begin to trade blows, but Marcello's size proves advantageous as he drives Lady Death into the corner. He whips her back to the opposite corner and as she bounces out he grabs her into an electric chair driver. Lady Death bounces once and collapses. Marcello covers, but his feet are too close to the ropes. Not for the ref to break, but for Tyson to somehow manage to pull Marcello off. Tyson gets a kick to the face for his trouble from Marcello and takes the receiving end of a Discus Lariat from Dennis when he reels from it.

Andrew Payne: OH AND A TANDEM ATTACK TO TYSON LAW!!!

Miranda Augustino: DAMN IT!!

Marcello crawls back and the ref is distracted by the chaos outside the ring. Lady Death takes advantage and rakes Marcello's eyes. Marcello screams a bit and Lady Death takes continued advantage with a blatant low blow on Marcello. Dennis is on the apron trying to get in the ring, but Lady Death kicks him quickly and grabs him through the second rope. She laughs maniacally delivering a Draping DDT which causes Dennis to roll out of the ring to the apron. Lady Death looks over her work with a sinister smile and heads for the top rope. She screams out as she takes the leap with a Diving Headbutt on Marcello and moves for the cover. It's still a two count. Lady Death is now in disbelief and the audience is going nuts. Lady Death slaps the mat and yells at the ref. She takes far too long though in her own distraction now, she argues for a solid minute about it. Marcello recovers enough to come back to his feet and Lady Death seems to know it. She sneers a bit as she slowly turns around. Marcello smirks, "powers up" again and moves in to Lady Death, grabbing her for Nerd RAGE and dropping Lady Death hard. Marcello scrambles into a cover and once again Tyson breaks it up. This time though Dennis is still on the apron and Tyson tosses Marcello aside to drag Lady Death to their corner. Lady Death recovers enough that when Tyson gets in position she is able to tag him in. Tyson is quickly on Marcello delivering a series of quick strikes to the beleaguered cosplayer. Marcello struggles to get back to his corner bit Tyson grabs his leg to prevent it. Tyson manages to yank Marcello into a Grounded Wrist Lock in the middle of the ring.

Andrew Payne: Oh ow ow ow! Look at that!

Miranda Augustino: Snap that shit, Ty!

Andrew Payne: Miranda!

Miranda Augustino: What?!

Tyson cinches the hold as tightly as he can, causing Marcello to scream and writhe as he continues to crawl and inch to his corner. Dennis is at the corner and desperate to come in. He slaps the turnbuckle hard and the audience claps along with him. It's a couple agonizing minutes as Marcello struggles, but finally he manages to find a base back on his feet and drops a jaw breaker on Tyson. It's just enough space to tag in Dennis who comes in with a fire. Clothesline after clothesline knocks down Tyson multiple times until finally Dennis delivers his signature Knee Breaker/Back Suplex Combo. Tyson rolls over heels over head from the combo and Dennis comes in for the cover. It's a two count. Dennis nods and signals his intention to end this match when something catches his eye. Lady Death explodes from her corner and levels Dennis. As he gets back to his feet, she manages to catch him in an impromptu version of Inevitable End. Before she can do anything else Marcello is in and lifts her up on his shoulders, bringing her back down with a scream of "FINAL FLASH" as his knee connects to her jaw. Lady Death rolls from the ring, but the ref is now on Marcello telling him to get back to his corner.

Miranda Augustino: Disqualify him!

Andrew Payne: Oh hush!

No one notices Tyson crawl into the cover until Marcello finally relents to leave the ring. Tyson has been in the cover foe no less than three full three counts by this point. The ref finally notices and falls to the count, but only comes up with two. Marcello is stomping his feet on the apron encouraging Dennis up. The ref has no choice though but to start the ten count. Tyson is on his feet at six, but disoriented. Dennis gets to his feet with the help of the ropes at nine and Tyson finally clocks in what's happening. Tyson approaches Dennis and is met with a kick. Tyson almost absorbs it as he unleashes a flurry on Dennis whipping him across the ring and dropkicking him down. He turns to see Marcello try to springboard in with a version of Little Italy's Kiss, but it is countered into the Shaolin Driver! Marcello hits hard and rolls out of the ring, but Dennis catches a second wind when Tyson turns his attention back and gets pulled down into the Magic Wand! The audience is going crazy! Tyson is in the middle of the ring! Lady Death is outside the ring recovering! Tyson's hand goes up! Lady Death looks around in a daze and sees what's going on! She tries to leap in the ring, but Tyson slaps the mat several times! The ref calls for the bell!


Umi Toriyama: Shōsha wa kochira! Marcello Vitale soshite Dennis Stowand!

Miranda Augustino: FUCK!!!

Andrew Payne: Miranda, remember. Unbiased.

Miranda Augustino: BLEH!!!

Andrew Payne: Alright then.

Yuusuke Takeda: Tsugi no kontesuto wa 1tsu no aki ni yotei sa rete ori, soreha desumatchidesu!

The Tokyo crowd goes nuts as the match is announced. In the birth place of deathmatch wrestling, they’ve been waiting for this.

Nick Hanson: "Well, it looks as if we raided Home Depot for this match."

Matt Salvatore: “This match has been weeks in the making. Eavan Maloney at war with The Kingdom. Half the ropes being removed and being replaced with barbed wire as Eavan Maloney takes on Morgan Payne in a Last Woman Standing deathmatch. This match will be ugly.”
The lights go out, shrouding the arena in darkness as those first few drum notes of “Ten Million Voices” sound throughout the speakers. As soon as the guitar riff starts, the video wall comes to life with the BEHOLD THE KINGDOM banner while the back wall screen comes to life with a combined static and barbwire design.

Are the whispers turning your mind?
They're the wolves nipping at your heels.
Trying to drag you down when the light is gone.

As the lyrics to the song start, the video wall switches to images of a woman in a hooded sweatshirt, sitting in a chair with a barbwire baseball bat being held vertical under one hand, in between her knees. Her hand spins the bat like a top as the camera cuts around to different angles of her in the black and white video. The final clip shows a closeup of her lifting her cold, merciless eyes to the camera before the Kingdom banner fills the screen again.

And now winter is coming she preys on us all.
Watch how they're mocking ready to fall.
And our pulses are pounding to the sound of the drum.

As “and now winter is coming” is heard, a black silhouette walks out into view in front of the staticy barbwire image on the back wall. The silhouette turns towards the camera from the distance and steps out onto the stage, wielding the same bat seen in the video. The figure twirls the bat lazily once at their side before resting it over their shoulder. The lighting changes just enough to illuminate the figure, revealing none other than Morgan Payne! She stares down the ramp with coldness in her heterochromic eyes, briefly glancing around at the audience.

Nick Hanson: "That is a determined woman right there. She’s vowed to end Maloney’s career tonight and after the training she’s taken, she could very well do so."

Matt Salvatore: “We’ve seen the tenacity of Maloney in the past. I wouldn’t discount her and speak of the devil herself...”

As Morgan walks out to loud boos, Morgan is laughing, pointing to her temple, taunting the crowd that she outsmarted her opponent until Eavan Maloney runs out and clubbers Morgan with a chair on the ramp. Eavan lets out a yell and continues punching Morgan, the two of them rolling down the ramp towards the ring. Eavan pulls Morgan up by her hair and goes to throw her into the ring post but Morgan counters it, sending Eavan into the post instead. Morgan with body shots to Eavan before Eavan falls, dodging Morgan's last punch, Morgan punching the ring post. As Morgan shakes her hand, Eavan quickly grabs Morgan's head… NOLA Makeover on the floor! Eavan rolls Morgan into the ring and rolls in after her, the referee calls for the bell to start the match and starts counting Morgan out. Eavan immediately moves to the corner of the fan barricade and grabs a table propped up with fluorescent light tubes layered over the top. Glued like a raft on top of the wood. Cursing up a bloody storm, she stands it on it’s sides and flips out the legs. She carefully places it over the C4 laced barbwire floorboards on one side of the ring before turning to the Tokyo crowd. It just happens to be the side of the audience where Connor MacNamara and Cass Baumer are both sitting front row. Eavan’s fired up and she yells.

Eavan Maloney: I’M GONNA KILL THIS FUCKIN’ CUNT!!!!

The Japanese audience pops as Eavan flips off both Connor MacNamara and Cass Baumer then climbs into the ring where she’s thrown Morgan.


Morgan gets to her feet much quicker than people expected, Eavan included. Eavan back on the attack, Morgan seemingly backing off, before drawing Eavan face-first into the middle turnbuckle. Morgan rolls out of the ring and brings in another table set up with C4 to a large crowd pop. Morgan props it up in the corner and goes back to Eavan. Eavan is pulled up by her hair but sprays pink mist in Morgan's face and spears her into the table!

BOOM! go the C4 as Eavan falls backwards and has the referee make the count.


Nick Hanson: "How in the hell does someone get up from that?"

Matt Salvatore: “If I’m Eavan, I’m hoping Morgan doesn’t… and yet she has.”

Morgan starts to stir and Eavan shakes her head and pulls Morgan back to her feet and hits her with a belly to belly suplex which sends Morgan out of the ring. Eavan falls backwards into the corner again, spent herself. Eavan gets to her feet, looks outside to see Morgan still down, runs the ropes, suicide dive through the ropes and Morgan clobbers her in the skull with a shillelagh. Morgan doesn’t bother with the count as she pulls Eavan to her feet and drives her into the ring post again. Morgan tosses Eavan into the ring, shoving the referee aside and starts kicking Eavan in the ribs and smiles as she sees something outside of the ring. Morgan rolls back out and grabs a light tube, twirling it like a baton. Eavan, coughing up blood, drags herself to the corner, trying to pull herself up before Morgan smashes the light tube over Eavan’s head to a loud “OOOOOH” from the Japanese crowd. Eavan crumbles to the mat as Morgan staggers around the ring. Eavan trying to pull herself up by Morgan’s leg before Morgan looks down at her with the broken end of the light tube and jabs it in the temple of Eavan Maloney!

Nick Hanson: "Trigeminal Bliss! Morgan may end up succeeding in doing what she said she had to."

Matt Salvatore: “I don’t think it’s having the effect Morgan wanted.”

Eavan screams bloody murder as the glass is being imbedded in her head before the screams suddenly stop. Eavan stands up on her own, staring Morgan down, before she puts her hand over Morgan’s holding the light tube and starts twisting the light tube herself. Eavan’s eyes go wide as she smiles back at Morgan, Morgan backs off unsure of what’s going on before Eavan lets out her Warrior cry and tackles Morgan again, the tube falling from Eavan’s head. Eavan steps on Morgan’s throat, using the ropes as leverage, trying to choke Morgan out. She pulls Morgan to her feet, and with a quick belly to back suplex, launches Morgan into the barbed wire ropes, tangling her up. Eavan rolls out of the ring, and seeing Connor sitting at ringside, Eavan staggers over to him, yelling at him to check out his protege before spitting in his face. Eavan reaches under the ring apron and pulls out Barbie

Nick Hanson: "Eavan Maloney has snapped."

Matt Salvatore: “This is the Warrior she calls upon. We’ve seen this but not to this extreme.”

As Morgan tries to free herself from the barbed wire ropes, the wire and barbs tearing at her flesh, Eavan slides back in the ring with a smirk and a swagger on her face. As Eavan is about to strike, Morgan has a leg free and low blows Eavan, causing her to drop the crowbar. Morgan comes free of the barbed wire and launches Eavan into it in return! Morgan picks up Barbie and stares at it, then looks at Eavan, and instead of clubbing Eavan with it, Morgan starts grinding the barbs across Eavan’s face before clubbing her. Morgan pulls Eavan from the barbed wire aggressively, making sure to do the most damage and throws her to the mat.


Eavan flips Morgan off and sits up quickly, shakily climbing to her feet. Morgan pulls at her hair in frustration, runs the ropes, KHAO L-- NOLA MAKEOVER!!!!!! Morgan bounces up from the impact and hits the mat hard. Both women lie prone!! The referee begins to count!



They’re stable! The referee stops the count and calls for both of them to continue. Eavan and Morgan stagger towards each other, limping. Blood oozes from several deep cuts on their bodies. Both ladies wear the crimson mask. They meet in the center. Eavan grabs Morgan around the back of the head. The Kingdom member looking on her last leg. Eavan shakes her head and mouths what looks like “just fuckin’ quit, Mor….” and she STIFFS her in the jaw with a forearm. Morgan almost falls back but keeps her footing. Eavan’s actually impressed and smiles through the blood covering her face. Morgan goes wide eyed with rage and comes back. She ROCKS Eavan with a downward diagonal Muay Thai elbow to the jaw. Eavan staggers back and almost drops but stays vertical. The crowd hears the pop from the impact though. Eavan fires back with her own Muay Thai elbow. A horizontal strike and just BLASTS Morgan in the jaw. Morgan’s head snaps to the side and we can’t tell if the blood that goes flying is from her face or out of her mouth. She refuses to drop though and Eavan shakes her head. She grabs her kneepads and yanks them down before backing up towards the barbwire behind her. She’s about to go for an unshielded NOLA Makeover when Morgan balls up her fists and suddenly runs, SCREAMING at her!

Morgan Payne: EAVAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!!!

Morgan throws herself forward, propelling herself full force into Eavan!! FAUGH A BALLAGH (Striking Spear) and the impact causes the barbwire behind Eavan to snap loose and both women hit an ugly landing on the ringside floor. The crowd is on their feet as both women lie tangled in barbwire, writhing.

Nick Hanson: OH MY GOD!!!!

Matt Salvatore: HOOOOLY SHIT!!!!

The Tokyo Dome’s going crazy. A quick shot over to Baumer and MacNamara. MacNamara’s on his feet, applauding, albeit in a calm collected manner. Nonetheless, he looks impressed. Back at ringside, both women are trying to get out of the tangle of wire and only cutting themselves up more in the process. The referee is too concerned for their own well being to even get a count going and both women manage to make it to their feet and crawl back into the ring. Eavan’s to her feet first. Despite having taken the brunt of the hit, she’s more used to this violence than Morgan is, whom lies on the floor, crawling across the mat. The ref starts to finally count but Eavan stops her and pulls Morgan up to her feet. Eavan looks over and remembers about the table with light tubes she set up. She guides Morgan over, gripping her blood soaked hair and gets her around the waist with their backs to the edge of the ring. She’s setting up for a German Suplex through the light tube table over the explosive barbwire floorboards. Eavan goes for the lift but Morgan throws her head back right into her face. Eavan’s head snaps back but she holds on.

Nick Hanson: Eavan Maloney’s trying to take Morgan Payne out for good in this match but Payne’s not having it!

Matt Salvatore: She’s fighting with all she’s got, Nick! You know what taking that fall means?! It’s a lot more than goddamn broken glass in your skin!

Nick Hanson: That barbwire on the boards is laced with C4, Matt! I know!

Eavan goes for another lift and Morgan sags her weight before throwing back her elbow into her face. Eavan lets go and stumbles away from Morgan, almost falling off the apron!! She stops herself but Morgan spins her around and throws a punch. LIVER SHOT!! Eavan almost instantly sags to her knees and groans loudly in pain. She coughs and blood visibly leaves her mouth before Morgan pulls her up to her feet but stands over her head. Morgan throws back her hair, slinging blood behind her. They’re both a couple of sad and disgusting sights to behold. Morgan peels her soaked shirt off, leaving herself in her sports bra to maintain her decency but she’s practically covered in blood anyway. She flings the garment to the floor and throws up two middle fingers to the sky with her head back. She hooks her arms under Eavan’s and grabs her behind the legs. With an agonized cry, she lifts Eavan up off of the mat into a package hold.

Nick Hanson: No!

Matt Salvatore: No no no NO!! MORGAN, DON’T!! YOUR DAD’S PROBABLY WATCHING THIS! DON’T!

Nick Hanson: He isn’t watching, Matt! Here he comes!!

Andrew Payne comes RUNNING from backstage down the ramp towards the ring. He gets about halfway down the ramp, yelling for his daughter to stop. Morgan keeps hold of Eavan and jumps off the apron. PACKAGE PILEDRIVER through the light tube table aaaaaaand


Ringside is absolutely rocked by the explosion from the C4 lacing the barbwire boards under the table. The chain explosion sets off the entire side of that ring, clouding the area with smoke. The front row of the audience cover their ears and duck down on sheer reaction. When the smoke clears, Referee Yumi Akiyama is down on the mat, covering her head and looks up. She carefully gets to her feet and walks over to look down at Morgan Eavan. Both women are lying motionless but breathing in a pile of shattered glass, broken wood and tangled wire again. She notices Andrew Payne standing on the ramp with the man yelling at her to hurry up and just end the goddamn match. Looking shaken up herself, Referee Akiyama starts counting.


Nick Hanson: Referee Yumi Akiyama is gonna make the count and end this match! These two are gonna need a doctor!


Eavan and Morgan start to stir. Morgan begins pulling herself out of the wire as Eavan lies there, eyes wide open and blinking.


From backstage, The Purge - Wendy Pelligrini and Katrina Nox come running down the ramp only to stop around where Andrew Payne is. Lilith Meadows from The Kingdom comes running down a moment later, SCREAMING for Morgan. Andrew has to catch her and stop her from getting too close to the ring. Lilith fights him until the point where she collapses onto her knees, sobbing.


Eavan’s starting to come around now and rolls out of the barbwire. She starts crawling over to the corner of the fan barricade. Morgan starts pulling herself up on the side.


Both women are starting to pull themselves up to their feet now. They each make it to a knee.


They both get their other foot grounded but are still wobbly.


Eavan Maloney just simply...slumps...back down to the floor, sitting back against the barricade, staring with half open eyes ahead of her. At the same moment, Morgan has hold of the barricade and pushes herself away, stumbling around on her own merit just long enough….


Yuusuke Takeda: Kore ga anata no shōsha to saigo no joseidesu...MORGAAAAAAN PAAAAAAAYNE!!!!

As her name echoes throughout the arena, Morgan Payne lets out an agonized sob and falls to her knees. Lilith Meadows breaks past Andrew Payne and runs to her stable mate and girlfriend. Cass Baumer, to the shock of the crowd, jumps the barricade and also goes to Morgan’s side. Zombie and Hairicin hit ringside and immediately go to Eavan Maloney, starting to check on her. EMTs rush down the ramp with a couple of gurneys to place Eavan and Morgan on. Zombie and Hairicin help Eavan onto hers while Morgan adamantly tries to contest going on one. It takes Lilith pleading in front of her and Cass talking in her ear before she finally relents and just collapses onto it. Both women are rushed to the back as the Tokyo audience sincerely stand and applaud their performance. Grave looks on many faces. Some tears. The commentary team is silent….

The fan volume is positively deafening in the arena as the roving cam followed behind Arley Kirk in the hallway as she made a beeline for the Kawaii Trash Pandas GO locker room, inching the door open with her foot and then stepping inside.

Arley Kirk: YUH GRRRL!

A broad, proud grin crossed Arley's face as she spotted Super Tiger admiring herself in the full length mirror, both NFW Tag title belts over her shoulder.

Arley Kirk: A proud champion if there ever was one..

Super Tiger: Hai Hai! My bad AK! Here!

Arley tried to wave Tiger away as she placed Arley's title belt over her shoulder, patted the plate for good measure and then stood beside her partner, grinning with pride.

Arley Kirk: Just like I proved to the world on saturday night, I ain't about to stand in the way of your dreams, Tigger.

Tiger and Arley's heads turned to the monitor which displayed a brief montage of the recent Luchacore title match, the fans in the arena popping HUGE.

Arley Kirk: There's a fatal flaw in the game plan of Bloody Fairytale, Tigz..

Arley looked to the roving camera with an expression of deep thought as she stroked her chin and paced back and forth in front of ST.

Arley Kirk: Sadly, it's that same fatal flaw which cost Christina and Lilith so dearly at WrestleWar XVI.

Super Tiger: You mean, that same fatal flaw which is about to ensure they DON'T repeat their 2019 success against the greatest team in the world?!

The fans watching on the Tron really get behind Tiger for the confidence she's showing! Arley nodded with mock sadness..

Arley Kirk: Yuh, that ol' thing where they INSIST that we must be wired exactly like they are, that there is no other valid way of thinking. Ya know, that line of thought that tells them that us wrestling one another is a BAD thing?

Super Tiger clutches her sides as she cannot help the deep belly laughs which escape her. It's absolutely infectious, and the fans are soon joining in!

Arley Kirk: Yuh, grrrl. It's STILL a problem. Well, for them anyway. Gotdang Kingdom just won't be told, huh?

Super Tiger: Hai grrrl! What the HELL, BF?! We prove time and time again that it only brings us closer, yet you still have it in your heads that it's going to affect OUR match one iota. How thick can one team be?

Arley laughed..

Arley Kirk: How thick? Kingdom thick.

Tiger smirked..

Arley Kirk: I want our opponents to drop whatever bullshit they are doing right now..

The fans continue to laugh as Arley assumed a meditation-type pose with her eyes closed, and something of a goofy grin plastered on her face. Tiger absolutely joined in.

Arley Kirk: I want Bloody Fairytale to take a deeeeeeeeep ass breath!

A collective sigh is heard in the arena as the fans seem unable to keep from joining in the "yoga session" themselves.

Arley Kirk: NOW I WANT 'EM TO WAKE DAFUQ UP AND SMELL THE PANDA!

Another burst of laughter from the fans as Arley suddenly snaps. Tiger simply let out a sigh of contentment and relaxed her arms as though the session was a complete success.

Arley Kirk: Because while these two complete goofs are so utterly concerned with what amounts to nothing more than KTPG ambition..

Super Tiger: The very same ambition that is gonna keep these titles around our waists for a LONG time to come!

Arley Kirk: And while Lilith is busy ranting her ass off in a language which literally NOBODY understands AGAIN.

Super Tiger: We'll just be living our dreams, squashing theirs and moving on to bigger and better things! It's the Panda way! OH YEAH, also, BABYMETAL!!!

Tiger achieves one final POP as she smacks the plate of her title and then threw up 'the horns', influencing Arley to do the same, right before the ever-popular fist bump routine. Except this time, both Tiger and Arley are amazed as they don't even need to utter their catchphrase.

CROWD: HAI GRRRL!!

CROWD: YUH GRRRL!!

Tiger and Arley POP for the fans who POP right back at them as this scene closes out.
Umi Toriyama: Tsugi no kontesuto wa, 1tsu no aki ni yotei sa rete iru taguchīmudeari, NFW sekai taguchīmu senshuken no tame no monodesu.
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.

"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"

Umi Toriyama: Saisho ni, charenjā o shōkai shimasu! 255-Pondo no gōkei jūryō de! Ōkoku o daihyō suru! Yōkoso, buraddi Fairytale! LILIIIIIIITH MEEEAAADOOOOOOOWS...soshite...CHRISTINAAAAAAAAA OOOOLLLLLLSSOOOONNNN!!!!

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.

As Bloody Fairytale strips off their entrance gear and starts doing some last minute warmups in the ring, BABYMETAL takes the stage again. Suimetal and Moametal run out onto the stage while the band sets up. Suimetal throws the wolf sign to the Tokyo Dome crowd:

Suimetal: TOKYO!!! JUNBI WA DEKITA KA?!?!!
The dome reverberates with the roar of the crowd as a poster image of Kawaii Trash Pandas Go appears up on the video wall. The band begins to tune up and start the music.

There is a MASSIVE response from the fans as BABYMETAL begins performing "Karate" and on either side of the Tron, Super Tiger and Arley Kirk are seen sliding down the rigging poles down to the ramp. The NFW Tag Team Titles displayed proudly around their waists.

Umi Toriyama: "Mishigan-shū fenton mizūmi kara. 220-Pondo no gōkei jūryō de keiryō shimasu. NFW Tag Team no chanpiondesu!"

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.

Umi Toriyama: "No chīmu SUPER TIGER soshite 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..

Umi Toriyama: "Kareradesu 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".


Before the bell rings, Super Tiger wins the rock paper scissors contest against Arley, signaling she’ll start the match as Lilith steps into the corner for Bloody Fairytale. The bell rings, and the luchadora walks to the middle of the ring, a sort of stare down happening between both the Dark Faerie and Super Tiger before they both extend their hands and offer a quick handshake with a smile from both women! ST and Lil back into their corners before they begin to circle, and then both dart at one another. Arm drag from Super Tiger, but Lilith rolls through, coming up on her feet before leaping for a dropkick, but ST sidesteps the kick. Lil rolls with the momentum of the kick, rising up before matrix ducking a roundhouse from Super Tiger before throwing one of her own, which Tiger rolls underneath and hooks another arm drag, but Lilith holds on, and rolls through into an arm drag of her own, but Tiger lands on her feet a few feet away. They stare at each other as the Japanese crowd begins losing their minds! Tiger claps her hands to get the crowd involved even more, Lilith shaking her head, but with an obvious grin on her face.

Nick Hanson: These two teams have developed a sense of respect for one another.

Miranda Augustino: Ummmmm….

Nick Hanson: Okay, maybe it’s just Lilith Meadows who’s found respect for KTPG. Christina Olson? Whole other story!

Miranda Augustino: Girl ain’t got time for that shit!

Both women lock up again now, and Lilith rolls under with a wristlock. Super Tiger rolls out and behind, pulling Lil into a wristlock of her own, grabbing her other arm by the elbow and executing a Tiger suplex! Tiger dives in for a cover, but Lilith kicks out at once. Tiger pulls Lilith to her feet, and throws the Dark Faerie into her corner, tagging in Arley! Tiger jumps up and executes a backbreaker, and Arley immediately follows up with a codebreaker, the tag team move KTPG! refers to as BFP! Arley rolls Lilith up as Super Tiger stomps on the ring steps, cranking up the NFW Universe! Lilith kicks out as the referee’s hand is coming down for two. Arley pulls Lil to her feet, and launches her at the ropes, leaping up for a headscissors whip and tossing the little Fae across the ring. Lilith rolls with the impact though, into her own corner and leaping to tag Christina, who comes in like a house on fire! Christina runs through Arley with a clothesline before continuing across the ring and slamming a forearm into the jaw of the unsuspecting Super Tiger, who falls off the apron to the floor.

Nick Hanson: And Christina Olson takes both members of KTPG out!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: There’s a reason her and Lilith Meadows were the longest reigning Tag Team Champions, Nicky!

Nick Hanson: You are correct, Miranda! They’re not afraid to go all out!

Christina comes back to the center of the ring, pulling Arley to her feet but Kirk leaps up, legs on her opponents shoulders, spinning around and nailing a frankensteiner! Christina hits hard, rolling onto the apron under the bottom rope. Super Tiger has made her way back into KTPG’s corner as Arley follows Chrissy onto the apron, but the redhead was playing possum! Kirk leans down to lift her opponent, but Christina slaps her hands aside, booting the blonde in the stomach before delivering a brutal DDT onto the apron. Arley cries out as she rolls to the floor, Christina hot on her heels, but Super Tiger is down on the floor, waving Christina off! Christina smirks, Irish whipping AK into the barricade with a loud slam, the crowd booing loudly as the blonde stumbles forward with an arm on her back. Christina grabs her opponent by the hair and tosses her back up into the ring, turning to bad mouth Super Tiger who’s climbing back up into her corner. Chrissy gets up onto the apron only to turn and watch as Arley hits a triangle jump off the turnbuckle and nails half of Bloody Fairytale with a brutal triangle jump hurricanrana! Both women tumble to the floor in a heap as their partners scream at them, both teams calling for a tag.

Nick Hanson: Both Meadows and Super Tiger want in this match again!!

Miranda Augustino: Whuppin the SHIT out of each other, Nicky!

Arley gets to her feet first, tossing Christina back into the ring, rolling in after her. She throws Christina into the corner. Super Tiger is calling for it after Arley makes the tag. They’re setting it up! KAWAII DUMPSTER DIVE- NO! Lilith breaks up the move, nailing Tiger with a Super Kick, forcing the luchadora to drop Christina before Arley has a chance to jump from the turnbuckle! The referee is in KTPG’s corner, calling the former backyard wrestler down and Kirk does so, getting down into her corner as Christina tosses Super Tiger into Bloody Fairytales corner and tags in Lilith. Lilith grabs Tiger, nailing her with a drop toehold into the turnbuckle before Christina comes off the top and hits the luchadora with a meteora! Christina rolls Super Tiger up, but Arley comes in with a leaping forearm at two, breaking up the pin. Lilith is back in the ring now, trading shots with Arley as Christina gets to her feet, furious, and now it’s two on one against Arley as ST tries to shake the cobwebs out. Arley is just getting beat up by Bloody Fairytale as she backs into her own corner, trying to fight off both women. She gets a bit of a break, hitting a desperation enzuigiri on Lilith who rolls out of the ring, but Christina sprints in, dropkicking Arley in the chest and forcing her back first into the turnbuckle. Christina goes to lift Arley back up, but she gets caught by a recovered Super Tiger who grabs her from behind and hits a neckbreaker! ST helps her partner out of the ring before turning back to her opponent and nailing the redhead with a Super Kick! She rolls Christina up for the cover, but the referee is waving it off, yelling that Christina isn’t the legal opponent! Tiger stands up, turning straight into Lilith who spins ST around and nails her with a brutal IMPLANT DDT! The crowd boos as Lilith rolls up the luchadora, but ST kicks out at the last possible second, getting her shoulder off the mat! Lilith can’t believe it, arguing with the referee as ST kips up with a loud scream, turning to Lilith and yelling loud enough the crowd can hear her over the deafening cheers!

Super Tiger: COME ON!!!!

Miranda Augustino: Super Tiger tellin’ Lilith Meadows “come get you some carnala!!”

Nick Hanson: I think she plans to, Mir!!! Here comes the Dark Fairy!!!

Lilith does just that, charging in at ST who delivers a brutal overhead forearm strike to Lil, who stumble back a step before coming back with a vicious knife edged chop across Tiger’s chest. Tiger responds with another elbow. Another chop from the Dark Faerie! Brutal shots exchanged back and forth before Lilith throws a chop which Tiger rolls under, leaping up and delivering a pele kick to the Fae, stunning her before Tiger hits the ropes and Arley slaps the back of STs shoulder! ST slides through Lilith’s legs, hooking her leg before rolling back through into a calf crusher! COYOTE BEAUTIFUL locked in, though ST isn’t the legal competitor! The ref is calling her off, and ST does release, only to dive out of the way as Arley nails a moonsault off the top rope! Tiger slides out of the ring as Arley covers Lilith up, but Christina breaks up the pin attempt with a dropkick to Arley’s back! Arley rolls off as Christina drags Lilith into Bloody Fairytales corner, tagging herself in before coming at AK as the two begin exchanging blows! Christina looks for a superkick, but Arley ducks under, coming back up with a Chick Kick but Christina bends over backwards at the waist, matrix escape before coming back up with a pele kick but Arley slaps the foot aside, hauling Chrissy to her feet and executing a brutal, snakelike backbreaker! Christina groans as she rolls away, but Arley kicks her in the stomach before executing a standing moonsault, rolling Christina up!


Christina gets the shoulder up! Arley back on her feet, pulling Christina to her feet, but Christina throws a desperation forearm, forcing Arley to stumble long enough that Bloody Fairytale is able to make a tag, Christina rolling to the floor as Lilith comes in, nailing Arley with a dragon screw leg whip next to the ropes! Arley rolls to the floor, and Lilith goes to follow her, but the referee gets between the Fae and the ropes. Wait a minute! Christina’s got a steel chair! WHAM! Hard shot to the face, flooring Arley and busting her open before sliding the chair back under the ring before the referee can see what’s happened! Lil gets out of the ring now, pulling Arley up and throwing her into the ring, but Arley shakes her head, rising to her feet, though she’s very unsteady as she turns to Lil who begins throwing knife edged chops into the Trash Panda’s chest, backing her up toward the ropes! Tiger reaches out, tagging Arley’s shoulder with the very tips of her fingers! Ref sees the tag, but Lilith doesn’t as she takes AK down with a drop toe hold, but Tiger is there immediately, delivering a disgusting forearm shot to Lilith’s head, flooring her opponent before sprinting across the ring and dropkicking Christina in the chest, launching the woman backwards off the apron and into the barricade! Tiger comes back, throwing Lilith into the corner and tagging the bloodied Arley for another BFP before Arley tags Tiger again and executes her AK-95! Tiger with the FLIGHT OF THE TIGER! KAWAII FIVE-O from Kawaii Trash Pandas GO! Tiger rolls Lilith up for the pin! Christina tries to get back into the ring, but Arley nails a dropkick to stop her!


Umi Toriyama: Koko ni anata no shōsha to mada NFW taguchīmuchanpion ga imasu! KAWAIIII TRASH PANDAAAAAS GOOOOOO!!!!

Nick Hanson: What a rematch that was!!!

Miranda Augustino: Hell yeah! Give it up to all these bitches!!! WHOOOOO!!!

Nick Hanson: They had unsettled business from Wrestle War to take care of and it has been settled here at the Tokyo Dome! Still your Tag Team Champions! Arley Kirk and Super Tiger. KTPG!!

Yuusuke Takeda: Tsugi no kontesuto wa 1tsu no aki ni yotei sa rete ori, o wakare no shiaidesu!
As Lacuna Coil’s “Blood Tears Dust” hits, Timothy walks out with a crown on his head and a black and gold robe down his back. Timothy starts making his way down the ramp, the fans giving him a mixed reaction to his being in the NFW. Timothy stops in front of the ring and takes off the robe, revealing his black and gold wrestling attire. Timothy then makes his way up the ring stairs and gets in the ring. He stands in the center of the ring and takes in all of the cheers and jeers that the crowd was giving him.

Yuusuke Takeda: Beikoku Ohaio-shū Deiton kara saisho ni shōkai shimasu. Kare no taijū wa 220-pondodesu. King of Controvrsy...TIIIIIIM...HUUUUUUUUNT!!!!!

Then the lights change.
“Will you tell these fools I'm not crazy! Make them listen to me before it's too late!"

The arena suddenly goes completely pitch black.

"Listen to me. PLEASE listen. If you don't, if you won't...if you fail to understand, then the same incredible terror that's menacing me will STRIKE AT YOU!"

Feedback begins to flow over the PA as the crowd grows silent and focused on the now-smoky entrance way. Corey Taylor begins to, in a choked voice, mutter out the first few words of "Solway Firth". As the song ever so slowly builds to a crescendo, the lights begin to grow more frantic.

"Solway Firth" then EXPLODES over the PA, kicking up an air-raid siren like red strobe light that pulses slowly but angrily on stage. We’re all expecting Lyal “Lyric” Allen to come bounding through the curtain in her latest outrageous outfit, and even though she does there’s something a little different. Her hair is down and is a shock-white, so shocking it almost looks like a wig, and she’s wearing a full length white trenchcoat...and a featureless white leather mask...with spikes decorating each.

Yuusuke Takeda: Kare no taisen aite! Mazu, Shieldmaidens o daihyō suru manējā, kore o shōkai shimasu! Lyal" LYRIC" Allllennnnndesu! Kanojo wa 281-pondo no SILENT HILL no daihyōdesu! ERIK HOOOOOOLLAAAAAAAAAAND!!!!!!

She reaches up and undoes the mask showing off that million-megawatt smile, then turns to see Erik Holland lurching up behind her, illuminated by the red strobes. He seems to be wearing the exact same attire he usually does, yet..his hair’s grown out a little bit now, and he’s splayed it out behind him in a “bed head” type of style where it looks like he stuck his finger in a light socket. He hasn’t blinked since he came through the curtain, and as they approach the ring we can see the eye makeup usually around his eyes is much heavier and messier; and the entrance mask usually on his face is gone.

Erik and Lyric stop as they get to ringside, Lyric grabbing him by the hair and pulling him down for a kiss and final instructions before sending him careening under the bottom rope. He lunges at the referee and/or the ring announcer, ending up sticking his head and upper body through the top and middle ropes, just staring out at the roiling, moshing swarm of fans as if he were an animal that just got let off it's leash. Lyric enters the ring and struts over, once again seizing him by the hair to get Holland to come over to his corner. Holland says nothing but won’t stop staring at her as she gives him a little more encouragement and guidance. He reaches out and caresses her face, which elicits another grin and a kiss from Lyric, and she exits the ring as the bell sounds.


The crowd erupts here, as we’re about to see Timothy Hunt’s farewell match. The referee calls for the two combatants to shake hands and Tim comes to center ring to do exactly that, but Holland is still crouched in the corner, with his hand stuck out, just...staring up at Hunt. Tim cautiously approaches him and slaps Erik’s outstretched hand.

Matt Salvatore: Well that’s a little uncalled f--

Nick Hanson: WHOA, WHAT THE?!

This causes Erik to absolutely lose his mind, or perhaps whats left of it given his recent statements and actions. The minute his hand’s touched Erik LUNGES at Tim, pounding the mat and rolling back and forth in front of “Mister Controversy”. Out of the ring Erik goes to race around the ringside area as the crowd is getting whipped up into a frenzy, and after a couple laps he dives back onto the apron, kneeling in the corner, this huge man chewing on the middle rope as he stares wide-eyed at Timothy Hunt. Yes, he has a mouthful of rope and Lyric cannot help but laugh at ringside, shrugging at the camera. Hunt is not really sure what to make of this development as Holland re enters the ring, pounding on the turnbuckle to get the fans to start clapping along.

Nick Hanson: Uhhhh...is Erik…?

Matt Salvatore: I think Holland’s cracked a little bit and I kinda like it!

Nick Hanson: Well you did say he reminds you of you.

They circle and a STIFF lockup starts the match! Although Holland is quite a bit bigger than Tim, Tim manages to work Holland into a side headlock and grind down on it, using his own considerable strength. Tim brings a power game with technique to the ring, and demonstrates this as Holland backs him into the ropes to try to fire him off but Tim grinds back down on the headlock keeping him in the center of the ring. Holland tries a different tactic by working his way out of the headlock with a top wristlock, and that ends up working but Tim executes a deft backward roll to get out of the wristlock, and LACES Holland with a chop! Holland recoils at the strike, definitely feeling it but manages to shake it off some, just enough to retaliate with a chop of his own! Tim doubles over but stays on his feet, and blasts Holland with a clean forearm! Another one backs Holland into the ropes. Tim fires him off, and delivers a dropkick on the return! Holland is down and Tim tops him for the first pinfall of the match!


Holland kicks out! Early in the contest so its hard to get a 2 count right now, but Tim stays on him with some hard but clean forearm strikes, backing him into the corner for another knife edge chop! Tim snapmares Holland into the center of the ring and delivers a brutal soccer kick to the spine! But Holland clambers to his feet, just about pouring smoke out of his nose and ears as Tim bows to the crowd. He turns around to receive the same treatment he just delivered, a snapmare and a kick to the spine! But Holland unleashes three more kicks, shaking the top rope in a frenzy afterward! He clutches at his hair, tugging at it, looking out at the crowd bug-eyed as he hauls Tim to his feet. Front waistlock, and Tim gets slung across the ring with a belly-to-belly suplex, the first suplex of what will probably be many in this contest! Holland’s on top for a cover..


SHOULDER up by Tim!

It’s still early, so they gotta work a little harder to get a two count. Holland applies a chinlock on the mat, but Tim fights his way to his feet and elbows his way out of it. He shoves Holland backward to create some space, feeds Holland his leg and then absolutely pastes him with the other in a standard enzuigiri! Holland goes to his knees and Tim wipes him out with a superkick! Cover!


Holland rolls over to his stomach, grabbing at his head, but Tim applies a boston crab midring to try to continue to wear him down. The crowd’s impressed with Tim’s strength getting the bigger man into the hold, and he cranks back on the pressure. Holland struggles, his face marred by the pain, but plants his palms flat on the mat and pushes up, using his upper body strength to relieve the pressure on his back until he can Army crawl to the ropes. He spills to the outside after the ref forces the break, Timothy Hunt following him and delivering a double ax handle off the apron right to the back again. After playing to the crowd some more, Tim picks up Holland and drives him back first into the apron! A knife edge chop chills the chest of the man-monster, then Tim tries to whip Holland into the steel steps--but Holland reverses and Tim tastes the steel instead! Holland falls to his ass, grabbing his back, growling in pain as Lyric crouches over him encouraging him. He gets up and with single minded determination plucks Lyric out of his way before he rams Tim headfirst into the steps! Throwing him back into the ring, he follows Tim inside and hauls him up onto his shoulder, coming out of the corner with a powerslam! Cover by Holland!


Tim kicks out AND gets a shoulder up! Makes sure the ref sees it!

He has little time to follow through with anything, before Holland pulls him up to his feet and hoists him up for a powerbomb. No...a BUCKLE BOMB as Holland throws Tim into the turnbuckle and the King of Controversy slumps down to the mat. Holland crosses over to the opposite corner and starts slapping the turnbuckle again to get the crowd going. He then spins around and starts lunging forward, pulling on the ropes. Holland breathes heavily, hissing through his teeth and snorting through his nose as if letting some unseen rage build up. He finally takes off, hauling ass across the ring and he goes for it! CANNONBALL SENTON INTO THE COR-- TIM MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!!! Tim slides out of the ring and Holland CRASHES into the corner, grabbing at his back again as he slumps to the mat. His boots kicking the mat. Lyric runs over to the corner where he’s at and tries to talk to him but Tim’s back in the ring now. He grabs Holland by the foot, taking a second to wave bye bye and blow a kiss to Lyric before he drags Holland away from the corner. He lets him go, steps over beside him and gives that patented smirk to the crowd before ELBOW DROPPING onto Erik’s back! Holland’s head shoots up, his face wracked with pain and he yells out. Tim gets back to his feet and hits ANOTHER ELBOW DROP! He gets up and hits a THIRD ELBOW DROP!! All across Erik’s lower back.

Nick Hanson: Tim Hunt is MERCILESS tonight, Matt!

Matt Salvatore: He’s gotta be! Look who he’s in the ring with!

Lyric has her hands together with worry on her face. She bounces in her knees and almost looks to the point of tears as Holland writhes face down on the mat. Tim runs off the ropes, intent on adding the punctuation mark and just Sentons himself across Erik’s back. Erik takes it and punches the mat, growling in agony. Tim rolls him over for the cover. Licks his lips to the ladies in the crowd, nodding his head. He’s got this one.


Not just a kickout. Holland THROWS Tim off of him like a weightless child and he shoots up into a sitting position. The camera quickly zooms in on the unhinged, cold look on his face. This isn’t the Erik Holland NFW knows unhinged, this is...something else.

Nick Hanson: Did you see how he just kicked out of that?! And what’s that look in his eyes?!

Matt Salvatore: ...It’s...hard to explain, Nick. I don’t know what Erik refers to it as but I know that look from others. Something inside is about to WAKE UP!!!

Nick Hanson: About to?! I think it already has!

Holland’s breathing through his teeth and nose again as he fights to his feet. Tim’s standing back, unsure of what his old friend is even doing. What’s wrong with him? Aside from the fact that Erik’s looking right at him like he’s nothing more than a target before his eyes. Tim steps up and starts laying shots into Holland. Hard rights as he grabs his head with his left hand. Erik responds, not by punching Tim back...but he starts punching HIMSELF!!!!! Once Tim realizes what his opponent’s doing, he stops and just stares at him in surprise. Even some concern. Holland punches himself in the forehead until he’s opened himself up with a trickle of blood down his forehead. When he stops, he holds his fist up to Tim, teeth bared, wide eyed. He runs his hand down his face, smearing the bit of blood that’s been drawn. Tim just shakes his head. He has to end this now. He feigns another shot but kicks Holland in the midsection before grabbing him around the head and runs to the ropes. Tim goes for a Tornado DDT but Holland manages to slip his head free and sends Tim stumbling. He catches himself though and runs off the ropes for something else. As he comes back, Holland just plucks him up and starts twisting him through the air!

Nick Hanson: HERE IT IS!! CHOPPING MA--NO!!

Tim Hunt somehow manages to scout this and slips out safely, landing on his feet. He runs to the ropes again. This time, Holland dashes to the adjacent rope and comes in Interceptor style, BLASTING Tim across the jaw with a Superman Punch!

Matt Salvatore: PLAN 9 FROM OUTER SPACE! HE HIT THAT ONE!

Tim Hunt stops in his tracks as he has the dazes knocked out of him and spins out onto his knee. Holland immediately steps in and grabs hold of him. Roaring, he hoists Tim up over his head and just throws him with The Move From Another World (Release Dragon Suplex). Tim lands hard on the mat and Holland moves right in on him like a man possessed. He pulls Tim back to his feet one more time and hoists him over his shoulder. The Holland side of the crowd goes nuts as he runs to the center of the ring and just DRILLS Tim into the mat and makes the cover!!

Nick Hanson: TOXIC AVENGER!!!!

Matt Salvatore: God DAMN!!



Yuusuke Takeda: Kore ga anata no shōshadesu! ERIIIIIIIK HOLLAAAAAAAAND!!!!!

“Solway Firth” plays throughout the arena again as Holland sits up out of the cover and just closes his eyes as if he’s at peace with himself. When he opens them again, he visibly exhales and shakes his head to clear it. Lyric crawls into the ring and goes to him, cupping and kissing his face. He hugs her before turning to watch Tim on the mat. Holland steps forward and reaches a hand down to his opponent. His friend. Tim takes the hand albeit a little hesitant and Holland pulls him up to his feet.

Nick Hanson: Is he okay now? Holland I mean.

Matt Salvatore: Oh, he’s always okay Nick. It’s you guys who are the weirdos!

Nick Hanson: Right…

As Tim just stands there, watching Holland and studying him, Holland sticks out his hand and holds it there. After a moment, Tim accepts the shake and is pulled into a brotherly embrace from the giant of a man. Tim accepts and returns it. Both men patting each other on the back and saying goodbye. Holland whispers a final “you ever need me, I’m there” to his friend and gives him a light hearted slap to the side of the head before grabbing his wrist and raises his arm. He and Lyric then back towards the ropes - after Lyric gives Tim her own hug goodbye - and the two leave the ring to Tim who is now being cheered and thanked with a deafening reception by the crowd in Tokyo. Tim smiles and waves to the crowd, bowing to all three sides of the audience before leaving the ring and making his way up the ramp.

Nick Hanson: There goes one of the greats, Matt.

Matt Salvatore: You can say that again.

Nick and Matt are on their feet, applauding as Tim takes his leave up the ramp.

The cameras cut away from the ring to one Molly Hatchet standing up in the stands surrounded by happy Japanese fans and a microphone in her hand. Though dressed more casually in a black and green jersey with 生姜忍者 emblazoned down one side, blue jeans, brown boots, a black "HATCHET GIRL" t-shirt and a black cap, she shouts down to the ring. In her hand is a big black microphone.

Molly: OH YES! SPOT ON MATCH! YA' BOTH WERE BLOODY AWESOME!!!!

She hops up on the back of two seats, standing perfectly balanced on them, the fans in their seats looking up at her grinning and cheering her on politely in Japanese.

Molly: Now I can speak me mother's tongue and I know e'eryone here would be mostlae' fine, but I'd like ta' show a wee bit of respect to our Japanese brothers n' sisters as we are in their house, the OSAKA-JO HALL!!!

*CHEAP POP!*

She shoots a sly little grin.

Molly: *Speaking perfect Japanese.* First! Great respect to the fans of good wrestling here in Osaka who have invited us into their home to do battle for their viewing pleasure. Thank you so much for having us all and having me back again. I've missed you all!

The crowd once again pops at the show of appreciation.

Molly: Even though I wasn't booked on the main show...

A small sound of disagreement that almost comes across as a boo is heard. Molly nods in agreement at the polite fans!

Molly: I know, but you got to see me right at the start of the event, so pluses and what a grand match it was, but there's a reason I'm crashing things right now and that's because, I wanted to be here for you lovely people and do more. I left Japan so long ago and this country has always held such a special place and meaning in my heart. I love you all and wanted you to know that I hope to be back here more often for each and every one of you!

She nods and hops off the seat, landing on a mid rail where she has a little seat upon it, cross-legged. She then switches back to her native tongue...

Molly: An now this is to send a wee message to the competitors, namely tha' champions in the back.

Molly's head swivels, eyes searching for the nearest camera at front row, which looks up over the fans heads to zoom in on her face.

Molly: Friend or foe, it matters not to me who holds my prize but I am aiming high for NFW Gold 'round me waist. Even here, in the country that made me famous, I have ne'er had a world title and that will bloody well change. So Sativa Nevaeh, ye've been one of me odder friends fer years but make no mistake, I want what you have and me aim is ta' take it. I know dearie.... take me freckled arse to tha' back of tha' line and wait me turn, but I'm just lettin' ye' know now.... Tha' climb to tha' top has begun!

She then hops up from cross legged to standing on the barricade in practically effortless fashion.

Molly: Thank you all for a moment of your time. Enjoy the show and remember to grab yourself some NFW merchandise! Get some Hatchet T-shirts and Ginger Ninja Jersey's!

Molly then corkscrew flips over the second row fans to land feet down in an empty chair, walk through the crowd, then vault over the barricade. She tosses her microphone to a ring attendant and heads straight up the ramp, slapping hands with fans before heading to the back!
Umi Toriyama: Tsugi no kontesuto wa 1tsu no aki ni yotei sa rete ori, NFW Zenbei senshukendesu!
As the opening riff to SiM's "DiAMOND" the lights around the stage take on a flashing strobe effect. Smoke fills the entryway as the word KUSANAGI appears up on the video wall in the form of purple broken glass.

I see diamonds in the sky
Diamonds in the sky

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

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

Umi Toriyama: Mazu, charenjā kara, Dotonbori, Osaka Japan, Angel Kusanagi!

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

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

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

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

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

Umi Toriyama: Soshite kanojo no taisen aite wa Tuscon, Arizona, 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.


Sela and Angel both appear to be trading menacing stares and verbal barbs back and forth as the referee called for the bell. The crowd watched on intently as the two locked up and jostled for position. Sela appeared to get the initial upper hand, cinching in an arm wringer and looking to take down Kusanagi with a shoulder breaker, yet Angel was able to dodge and duck around, reversing the arm twist and lining up a spinning heel kick, yet Sela caught the leg and swung Kusanagi back around.

Andrew Payne: Deep arm drag by Sela! Angel back up with a Japanese variant on the arm drag!

With Sela returning to her feet, Angel looked to be going for another arm drag..

Miranda Augustino: Reversal by Sela with another deep arm drag! And look at this, Payne! Sela Rica-Lark follows through with an arm bar and Kusanagi may be in trouble here!

Kusanagi found herself in the arm bar and she aggressively tried yet was unsuccessful in freeing herself, Sela digging deeper with her mat based arm bar. Angel finally found some space to attempt to take Sela over with a modified hiptoss, yet Sela was on it!

Miranda Augustino: Sela not giving an inch! She catches Kusanagi with that P4P! Angel is locked in good!

The crowd volume boosted a little more with each headbutt Sela landed to the base of Angel's neck until Angel slumped to the mat. Sela delivered a fast forearm flurry for the cover!


Only just a count of two, Sela wasting no time in dragging Kusanagi to her feet. Hard irish whip into the corner, but Kusanagi reversed it and Sela hit hard!

Andrew Payne: OOF! Huge cannonball in the corner from Angel Kusanagi!

Angel gave the signal and the crowd threw their support behind her as Kusanagi got Sela up on the top turnbuckle and then leapt up and went for a hurricanrana.

Miranda Augustino: HURRICANRA~ No! Reversal by Sela!

The fans are amazed as Sela manages to deftly hurl Angel off of her, sending her spilling out to the apron. Sela jumped down right as Angel got back up!

Andrew Payne: ROUGHHOU~ HUH?

Right at the apex of Sela's springboard German suplex, Angel flipped out and landed on her feet behind Sela!

Miranda Augustino: ENZIGURI to the back of Sela's head turning her inside out! Cover!


Sela only just managed to kick out of that one, and Angel let out a roar of frustration!

Andrew Payne: Well hey, look at Kusanagi go!

As Angel angrily dragged a stunned Sela to her feet, she laid in elbows, forearms and chops for good measure. Irish whip by Kusanagi, Sela evading a missile dropkick attempt on the rebound and hitting the ropes again!

Andrew Payne: Clothesline attempt by Lark, Kusanagi with a matrix style evasion and kipping back up!

Sela didn't seem to realise that the clothesline didn't land and had just hit the ropes to respond when Angel went sliding and nailed her with a HARD lariat! Cover!


Miranda Augustino: Almost a three count right there! Angel doesn't seem happy at all!

Andrew Payne: Judging from the way Angel Kusanagi is shrieking and repeatedly slamming Sela's head into the mat, I'd say you're correct!

Sela finally manages to hurl Angel off her with a modified monkey flip, yet she dropped to a knee clutching her aching head. Angel wasted absolutely zero time with a running soccer kick!

Andrew Payne: OH! Right in the moosh!

Miranda Augustino: But wait, no pinfall attempt? I saw her head jack back, Payne!

Sela is seemingly out on her feet as Angel tries to drag her back up to her feet, but the crowd gets a cheap laugh as she just slumped back down. Refusing to be defeated, Angel growled and this time, successfully got Sela back up!

Andrew Payne: Kusanagi clearly has bigger plans, Miranda!

Miranda Augustino: Spinning back elbow from Kusanagi...wow, what ring presence!

The crowd got behind Sela as she was able to catch the spinning back elbow in mid flight, swing her back around and deliver a SHARP knee, doubling her over instantly.

Andrew Payne: Oof! Ouch! Hard series of knees to the head and shoulders of Kusanagi! And she's down!

The crowd is white hot as Sela continues her knee onslaught..

Miranda Augustino: I believe this is known as Draw Suffering, Payne! Kusanagi looks to be out of it! Cover?

It looked as though Sela was going for a pinfall attempt, yet she used her brute strength to drag Kusanagi up to her feet once more.

Andrew Payne: Sela is just relentless with those knees!

Umi Toriyama: Go resseki no minasama, nokori 20-budesu! Nokori 20-budesu! Twenty minutes remain!

Miranda Augustino: Ya hear THAT? Twenty minutes left and not a single fall!

As Sela looks do deliver a final crushing blow to the temple, the crowd REALLY got behind Angel as she managed to catch a knee and swing Sela back around!

Andrew Payne: I HAVE NEVER SEEN THE BOSEKI DRIVER PULLED OUT OF NOWHERE LIKE THIS!


Umi Toriyama: Kusa fōrin Yukiko ni aki ga okura remashita! One fall Kusanagi!

Neither woman seems to have moved with the referee count at five before there is any sign of life, with Kusanagi crawling over and draping an arm over Sela..


Andrew Payne: Sela is still well and truly in this!

Miranda Augustino: Looks like Angel Kusanagi has found her grouch again!

Frustrated, Kusanagi hurriedly dragged an almost-limp Sela back to her feet.

Andrew Payne: I don't understand how either of them are still standing after the punishment they have taken and dished out!

Angel growled before unleashing an absolute violence party of elbows, forearms and hard rights, finishing up the sequence with a LOUD downward chop! Sela dropped to a knee clutching her chest..

CROWD: WOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Miranda Augustino: Particularly the US champion right now!

Angel seemed to grin evilly as she lined up, but the fans EXPLODED as Sela manages to catch the leg and hook Angel up!

Andrew Payne: JUST FOR FUN! GOOD GOD!


Umi Toriyama: Serarikarāku ni 1tsu no aki ga juyo sa remashita! One fall to Lark!

Miranda Augustino: What a turnaround! Time is running out! These bitches better get back up fast, though!

Andrew Payne: Impartial commentary for the win! It looks like Sela is the first to budge this time..

Sela, with a lot of struggle, managed to drag Angel up again. A kick to the midsection doubles Kusanagi over..

Andrew Payne: With three minutes on the clock, whatever happens next may very well cement the winner of this iron woman contest!

Kusanagi looked to be taking another just for fun when she managed to course correct and catch Sela in a cradle..

Andrew Payne: DEVASTATING CRADLE DDT!


Miranda Augustino: HOW ON EARTH DID SHE KICK OUT?!

Umi Toriyama: Nokori 1-budesu! One minute!

Angel knew that she had no time to waste, and as she dragged Sela to her feet, Angel wailed on her with elbows and shin kicks before hooking up her finish..

Andrew Payne: BOSEKI DRIVERRR~Jesus!

Sela's legs kicked wildly before she landed on her feet, escaping the attempt. She fires back, grabbing Angel, hitting a Snapmare Neckbreaker.

Miranda Augustino: JUST FOR FUN!

Andrew Payne: COVER!!!!

ONE

TWO

THREE!

The fans erupted fully as the timer buzzer sounded mere seconds later.

Umi Toriyama: Kono shiai no shōsha, soshite mada NFW amerikagasshūkoku chanpion, SELA RICA-LARK!!!!!

Andrew Payne: Wow! What a match, huh Mir?

Miranda Augustino: Damn right! NOW she can say she’s beaten Angel Kusanagi!

Andrew Payne: Wait. What’s she doing now?

As “I Like It Heavy” rocks the arena, Sela Rica-Lark takes the U.S Championship and stands over Angel. She grins, lowering down to straddle her unconscious opponent. Sela flips her hair over her shoulder and leans down, running her tongue up Angel’s neck and the side of her face. She whispers into Angel’s ear before standing up and steps off to leave the ring in victory with her title.

Andrew Payne: Well that was...odd.

Miranda Augustino: That was fucking HOT!!!

Andrew Payne: Sela Rica-Lark, everyone. Still United States Champion!


Sela’s music fades once she’s gone and Angel finally comes to and sits up, taking in the reality of what happened. The crowd is mostly quiet despite a few scattered cheers and calls of her birth name that Japanese audiences know her by. Angel covers her eyes with one hand and just sits on the mat. The referee comes over to try and coax her out of the ring. It’s time to leave. Angel jerks her arm away and gets up, beginning to pace around in a circle.

Andrew Payne: Angel is...she tried so hard. She wanted redemption and was denied.

Miranda Augustino: You did great Angel! You did *so* good!

The referee attempts to escort Angel out again and the woman turns, snapping on the official to just get away from her in Japanese. She shoves the official back angrily! The official stands firm, trying to calm her still. Angel BLASTS the referee with a forearm! The crowd reacts in shock as the ref goes down and Angel stands fuming over her fallen form. After a moment, flexing her hands, she grabs the referee and pulls her up, setting up for the Boseki Driver!!

Andrew Payne: What is she doing?! No!!!

Miranda Augustino: Don’t do it Angel!

Security comes from the crowd, jumping over the barricade and slides into the ring to grab Angel and make her let the referee go. Angel does but she turns and starts dropping security agents like flies. She catches one with the Steel Feather and keeps on throwing shots out as the crowd’s concerned boos turn into a pop of relief.

Miranda Augustino: Hey wait a sec, Andy! Here comes River! River Chance!

Sure enough, River Chance comes running down the ramp and slides into the ring. She confronts Angel with her hands up, looking to be gently trying to talk her down. Angel looks like a wild animal with her eyes widened at River. Every muscle in her body is extremely tense. Whatever River’s saying to Angel, it looks to be reaching her as she relaxes. However, River then steps forward to reach out to her and Angel KICKS HER IN THE MIDSECTION!!

Andrew Payne: AW NO!!!! C’MON!!! SHE WAS TRYING TO HELP YOU!!!

Angel Kusanagi backs up, measures as River’s holding her ribs and STEEL FEATHER!!!! River hits the mat and Angel finally leaves the ring to take her leave. Referees are now checking on River as she sits up, holding her jaw, nodding that she’ll be okay. She watches Angel go, however, who never looks back and never acknowledges the fans. She just throws the curtain aside and disappears.
Yuusuke Takeda: Tsugi no kontesuto wa, NFW Shirubā Maunten Chanpionshippu no radāmatchidesu!


The lights dim until they’re off and the kick-start introduction of “Overtime” by Cash Cash begins to resonate from the PA system. Pink lights begin to flash to the beat of the music

“GET DOWN!”

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

“GET UP AGAIN!

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

“Come on, come on, move!

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

“Get down! Get up again!

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

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

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

Yuusuke Takeda: Saisho ni, chōsen-sha o shōkai shimasu! Kariforunia-shū santamonika kara no kanojo no taijū wa 113-pondodesu! “The Pink Sugarplum Fairy” DANNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII ANDERSOOOOOOOOOOON!

Matt Salvatore: Hey! Miss Danni’s ring gear is a homage to Terry Bogard of the Fatal Fury series and the fans LOVE IT!

Nick Hanson: They really do, Matt! I think she looks adorable. I really hope she’s in the right mindset to compete in this grueling match!

Matt Salvatore: This is the biggest match of her career, Nick. You believe believe she’s ready!

The Japanese wrestling fans are extremely supportive of Danielle as she sports a pink version of Terry Bogard’s outfit for her ring attire. Even her red hair is tied back and styled just like his. When she asks for a microphone, the ring announcer happily lets her borrow his. She politely bows to him before raising the mic to her lips.

Danni Anderson (◠‿◠✿)
“Kobanwa, T-o-k-y-o-!”

This elevates their positive reception of the Pink Sugarplum Fairy. With her free hand, she slightly raises her pink and white Fatal Fury hat -- custom-made by herself along with the rest of the outfit -- and grins. She shouts one of Terry’s signature quotes loud and proud.

Danni Anderson ＼(^‿^✿)
“Are you okay?!””

When she raises the microphone into the air, the fans actually shout in response “BUSTER WOLF!” and cheer even louder. She hands Yuusuke back his microphone and bounces up and down, flowing with energy.


The synthesized intro of "Big Bad Wolf" begins matched shortly by the drums and the lights of the arena fade to darkness. An 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" appear on the screen with the well-known red eyes of the Matthews "Reptile" behind it.


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.


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 before she sprints to the ring and slides under the ropes. She pops back up and marches to the turnbuckle where she climbs to the top, throws one leg over to balance herself and lifts a single fist into the air.

Yuusuke Takeda: Soshite kanojo no taisen aite! Kariforunia-shū Chiko shusshin no kanojo no taijū wa 140-pondodesu! Ōkoku o daihyō shite, kanojo wa NFW shirubāmauntenchanpiondesu! “The Fanged Rose” JASMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE MAAAAAAAAAAAAATTHEWS!

Nick Hanson: Some call her the Controversial Silver Mountain Champion. Considering how she won the title in the first place, I kind of agree. Her concept of ‘Trial by Combat’ is sick!

Matt Salvatore: Unfortunately, she won the right to choose the stipulation and design the match however she wanted. Miss Matthews has since then defended it against Charles O’Brien and she’s looking for a second successful defense tonight. Will the Kingdom continue to reign?!

Suspended twenty feet in the air above the ring, the prestigious Silver Mountain Championship hangs in the balance. Jasmine’s eyes lock onto her gold, a determined glare in her eyes. When she looks back down, she notices Danni’s right hand is extended towards her for a handshake. The fans quiet down, watching this moment between the two of them. Danni offers a genuine smile at Jasmine and keeps her hand out towards her. Looking her dead in the eye, Jasmine shakes her head and declines the handshake. The fans are disappointed but unsurprised. This doesn’t discourage Danni in the slightest as she moves into a ready stance. A tiny smirk crawls across Jasmine’s face before she stands at the ready. The referee signals for the bell.


Immediately, Jasmine looks to grapple with Danni, but the smaller woman escapes her and retaliates with rabbit punches. Danni swiftly moves back to avoid a knife-edge chop from Jasmine, coming back with a shotei to her upper chest and sending her towards the ropes. Running forward, Danni nails Jasmine right under her chin with a European uppercut that slightly resonates throughout the arena. The fans are astounded by the petite woman’s quickness, giving her a round of applause. Jasmine staggers from the surprisingly vicious blow, growls, and looks to charge Danni. Danni, however, spins out of the way and retaliates with a frontflip jumping kick, yelling out “Crack Shoot” to the delight of the SNK fans in the audience. The strike hits Jasmine with a staggering force, allowing Danni to follow up with her Ode to the Fifth Element, “Big-Bada-BOOM!” (Spinning Knee Strike)!

Nick Hanson: Wow! The Big-Bada-BOOM connects, but what was that attack before the signature?

Matt Salvatore: Heh, that’s one of Terry Bogard’s trademark moves, the Crack Shoot! Come on, Nick. You never played the Fatal Fury or King of Fighters video games?

Nick Hanson: Ah, well, um… That was a great shot by Danni! She’s taken the lead with her speed!

Nick’s play-by-play commentary brings Matt’s focus back on the ladder match. Once Jasmine falls onto the mat from the impact of the signature move, Danni follows up with a standing moonsault. Instincts kick in and she covers Jasmine as if going for a pin attempt. The referee gives the Pink Sugarplum Fairy an odd look. Danni glances up and realizes pinfalls don’t count in a ladder match. She has to climb a ladder to grab the championship belt, so she rolls off of Jasmine and moves out of the ring to collect a ladder. This brief distraction gives Jasmine some time to recover from the triad of attacks. Danni looks under the ring apron and reaches under to drag a black ladder out. From one of the camera’s perspective, it looks to be fifteen feet tall. Inside of the ring, Jasmine has gotten to her feet, her dark eyes locked on Danni’s. The far smaller red-haired fairy pulls the ladder up with some difficulty, but she begins to slide it into the ring. Before she can get it all the way inside, however, Jasmine bounces off the ropes and hits the ladder with a baseball slide, sending it crashing into Danni’s face!

Matt Salvatore: Yeouch, that’s gotta smart! Just like that, Miss Matthews may have the upper hand.

Nick Hanson: Anderson took too much time with the pinfall confusion and trying to get the ladder into the ring. She’s gotta be careful.

Anderson falls onto the black padding with a soft thud. One can imagine her eyes being animated with dizziness after that blunt force. Climbing out of the ring, Matthews stalks after her prey, and the second she’s on her feet, she levels Anderson with brutal knife-edge chops. They resonate throughout the arena, drawing appropriate reactions from the fans. Anderson whimpers from the stinging sensation left on her chest before she’s clobbered by a series of knee strikes from the MMA-trained Fanged Rose. Every strike drives right into Anderson’s body who’s trying to fend for herself. A powerful knee strike to her ribs, however, causes her to double over in pain. With a smirk, Matthews steps back and gives herself some space. She runs forward and takes Anderson down with “Kneel, Peasant” (Clothesline/Legsweep Combo)! Anderson is floored, but soon Matthews is on top of her with a rather lucrative pose. The fans are a little astonished and flustered by the sight. Licking her lips, Matthews suddenly pins Anderson onto the floor and delivers braced knee strikes to her ribs. Anderson’s unable to stop the assault while she’s pinned down, forced to simply accept it.

Nick Hanson: Well then! That’s one way to lay into Danni! The Kneel, Peasant followed by the braced knee strikes to her ribs.

Matt Salvatore: I want to say that was inappropriate, but… Jasmine is pretty damn hot… and Danni’s like a Loli.

Nick Hanson: A… what?

Matt Salvatore: Lolita! You know… uh, on second thought, I’m going to shut up about it.

After one last knee strike to the ribs, Anderson seems to be winded. Matthews smirks, condescendingly pats her on the cheek, and rises to her feet. Looking up towards the hanging belt, she then moves the ladder completely inside of the ring and rolls in after it. She gets to her feet and sets it up, trying to position it right under her Silver Mountain Championship title. Meanwhile, on the outside, Anderson is climbing up onto the ring apron. Matthews begins her ascent on the ladder, her climbing speed rather fast. At the same time, Anderson has made her way to the top turnbuckle, looking out towards the Queen of the Kingdom as he climbs. She balances herself before she leaps off, rearing her right fist back and yelling out “POWER DUNK!” One of the camera’s mics catches Matthews saying “What the fu--” right before she’s caught by the flying Supergirl Punch and she falls off the ladder from the connection. The ladder, itself, shakes and staggers but remains standing. The fans are on their feet, cheering and applauding for the exciting action.

Danni falls onto the mat right after Jasmine does, but she’s able to recover a little faster. From where she stands, she can hear Jasmine growling in slight annoyance. She doesn’t appreciate the video game references, unlike the fans who are simply eating it up. Danni grins before she pulls Jasmine to her feet and jabs her with rabbit punches, two shotei attacks to her upper chest, and another volley of rabbit punches. Jasmine manages to catch her right fist before the last hit connects, then she Irish whips Danni towards the ropes. The Fanged Rose tries to blast her with a thrust kick, but Danni evades in the nick of time, bounces off the ropes, and comes back with “Over the Rainbow” (Somersault Dropkick)!

Nick Hanson: A perfectly executed Over the Rainbow by the Semper Fairy!

Matt Salvatore: The Queen of the Kingdom is down! I repeat, the Queen of the Kingdom is down! Get going, Miss Anderson!

With cheerful applause from the audience, Danni bounces from foot to foot. Jasmine lays on the mat with an irritated yet pained expression on her face. Danni glances towards the ladder and looks up to the belt, then she begins to make her first ascent. Halfway up the ladder, Danni glances up again and realizes the ladder is a bit farther away from the belt than it originally was. With a cute pout, she hops down from the middle rung and fixes the ladder so it’s set up correctly. She notices Jasmine moving from her prone position and get to her feet. Danni focuses her attention on Jasmine and connects with a couple of quick jabs. She goes for a European uppercut, but Jasmine evades the attack and counters with “The Strike” (Evasive Mule-Style Kick) straight to Danni’s jaw! The impact is so harsh, Danni lands on the mat with a sharp cry and holds her--

Matt Salvatore: Dear God, Miss Anderson’s jaw is dislocated!

Nick Hanson: You’re right, Matt! Jesus Christ, Jasmine left her mark with The Strike… literally! Poor Danni...

The referee checks on Anderson and becomes well aware of her dislocated jaw. There are tears jutting from the corners of her sparkly blue eyes as she touches it. The fans are deeply concerned… but Matthews is not swayed by her pain. In fact, it delights her. Shoving the referee out of the way, Matthews seizes Anderson and ensnares her in “The Constrictor” (Modified Dragon Sleeper)! This draws boos from the fans who are helpless to do anything, grimacing when Anderson SCREAMS out in sheer pain. It worsens when Matthews begins to whip and thrash the petite girl in her clutches, inflicting even more agony to her dislocated jaw.

Nick Hanson: Oh, God… Danni’s screams are so hard to listen to. Ref, stop this match!

Matt Salvatore: He can’t, Nick. It’s a ladder match; no disqualifications and no count-outs. Rope breaks won’t save Miss Anderson now.

Nick Hanson: But this is too much! Jasmine, let Danni go!

The tears spill down Anderson’s reddened cheeks as her vulnerable body is thrashed and whipped around in the Constrictor. Matthews screams at her to “GIVE UP, BITCH!” The referee looks on, shakes his head, and watches Anderson fade. He then directs his attention to Matthews and tells her -- in broken English -- that she cannot win the match this way. Finally, Matthews releases Anderson who completely slumps onto the mat. She scoffs at the referee before pieing him in the face with her right hand. Rolling out of the ring, Matthews searches for something under the ring apron. The fans near her gasp as she pulls out the handle of a sledgehammer. The sleek design alone reveals that it was once her father’s, David “Snake” Matthews.

Matt Salvatore: Come on, Jas. Don’t use that on Danni...

Nick Hanson: She’s taking this too far! Danni is… This is disgusting, Matt! I can’t even...

The fans begin to boo loudly, letting their opinion of the matter be known to the Fanged Rose. Initially, Jasmine doesn’t listen to them, rolling back into the ring with the intention of simply hurting Danni. She glares down at Danni’s prone form and takes another look at the handle. There’s actually a softness in her features before she sets it down on the mat. Of course, the fans are relieved by this decision. With the ladder set up right under the belt, Jasmine begins to climb up with some carefulness to her. Unbeknownst to her, Danni is stirring to life. The referee notices it but chooses to stay silent on the matter. Jasmine is halfway up the ladder when Danni is doing her own, slower climbing… up the turnbuckles. Unlike the fans, the fans are very responsive to Danni’s willpower. Near the top of the ladder, Jasmine notices the change in mood and looks over, catching Danni balancing herself on the top rope. Her eyes widen, but before she can say a word, Danni LEAPS and hits the ladder with a shotgun dropkick! The force knocks the ladder off balance and Jasmine falls almost fifteen feet down onto the mat with a resounding THUD.

Nick Hanson: Holy shit!

Matt Salvatore: How in the HELL did Danni recover to do THAT?!

Nick Hanson: I-I don’t know, but pardon my language, ladies and gentlemen! I am just… wow!

Matt Salvatore: Jasmine cannot believe Danni’s still in this. She thought she made her pass out!

Danni lands nearby with a softer yet still impactful thud. Instinctively, she cradles her jaw and whines. In a show of frustration, Jasmine slams her fists onto the mat. A nearby camera’s mic can pick up the singular word that expresses her shock and anger: “HOW?!” She takes a moment to recover from the harsh landing from so high up, cursing under her breath about how she hates ladder matches… or high-risk maneuvers in general. Overhearing Danni’s painful whines, Jasmine forces herself to her feet and shakes off the cobwebs. She moves to grab Danni and yells right in her face before she sends her towards the ropes with an Irish whip. The fans recognize this setup; Jasmine is looking for “The Ice Cold” (Skipping Mafia Kick), but Danni just barely ducks under it, bounces off the ropes, and catches Jasmine in spinning, whirling theatrics of a maneuver. There’s a huge POP from the crowd as Danni locks in--

Nick Hanson: Pink Sugar Attack!

Matt Salvatore: Smart move by Danni! I don’t know how she’s doing this, but weakening Jasmine’s arm will slow her climbing speed down by a lot!

Trapped in the arm submission, Jasmine actually lets out a yell of infuriating pain. Danni tightens her grip on Jasmine and even thrashes the Queen of the Kingdom, dealing extra damage to her right arm. This is completely allowed in a ladder match; a rope break cannot save her. The fans are on their feet, looking on with anticipation as Jasmine’s free hand slaps about on the mat, looking for something to grab… and she seizes the handle of her father’s sledgehammer. Without wasting another second, she bashes Danni with it -- specifically targeting her dislocated jaw! The fans are shocked by the actions, watching as Danni is forced to release Jasmine and grasp her jaw.

Matt Salvatore: Good move. Painful… but it was probably the only way Miss Matthews was going to get out of that.

Nick Hanson: You’re right, Matt, but look at the damage that’s been done to her arm!

Once she’s free, Matthews lets go of the handle and immediately clutches her arm. She’s slightly curled up on the mat and grimacing from the sheer amount of pain the arm submission dealt. The fans continue to look on as Anderson lightly kicks at the mat in excruciating pain. It’s unwise to even consider trying to relocate her jaw, so she’ll deal with the dislocation. After an entire minute, Matthews begins to pull herself to her feet, stumbling from using her left hand to do this. With Anderson still recovering, she takes the opportunity to climb the ladder. However, with her right arm now injured, it makes it unbearably hard and forces her to go slower. Seeing this from her position, Anderson forces herself to the other side of the ladder and climbs up. Both women are in pain, but Anderson’s climbing speed is a little faster. She tries to reach for the belt, but Matthews swings with a left hand. Anderson barely dodges the punch and retaliates with her own quick jabs. Instinctively, Matthews raises her right arm to block the jabs, which causes her even more pain. She stumbles down due to the severe pain, trying to shake it off before she grabs ahold of the ladder itself. Anderson gasps as Matthews shakes the ladder while she’s on it. Rather than risk falling off, Anderson jumps down and manages to land on her feet, but the second she turns to face Matthews, she’s hit by--

Nick Hanson: THE ICE COLD!

Matt Salvatore: Right to Danni’s dislocated jaw! Talk about insult to injury!

Anderson falls onto the mat with a THUD. The fans are shocked, looking to see if she’s alright. The referee checks on the Sweetheart Esper whose chest is rising and falling. There are barely any other movements. Despite the offensive move, Matthews halfway collapses against the ropes and clutches her right arm. A camera’s mic catches her muttering and cursing under her breath, still afflicted by the “Pink Sugar Attack” submission hold. She grimaces and looks up to her Silver Mountain Championship belt. With a mutter, she shoots a dirty look at the Pink Sugarplum Fairy as if to gesture her NOT to get up. Matthews then begins the slow and agonizing climb up the ladder. While she’s doing this, to everyone’s surprise, Anderson is moving! Struggling to the other side of the ladder, she grabs the lower rungs and begins to slowly drag herself up. Once again, when the fans’ reactions shift, Matthews looks down from halfway on the ladder…

Jasmine Matthews: ...NO… No, no, NO!

She cannot BELIEVE Danni is even climbing! Neither can the fans or the commentary team, who is stunned in momentary silence. Jasmine starts to become a little frantic on the ladder, trying to force herself to climb faster. Danni’s speed begins to pick up as if she’s got her second wind pushing her. Once both of them reach the top of the ladder, Jasmine punches Danni in the temple. Danni winces but holds on, even fighting back with a punch of her own. Both women exchange blows until Danni blocks one from Jasmine and grabs ahold of her. The Semper Fairy pulls the Queen of the Kingdom off of the ladder and drives her onto the mat from fifteen feet up with “Stars-a-Dancing” (Sitout Facebuster)!

Nick Hanson: OH MY GOD!

Matt Salvatore: HOLY SHIT! I… um… words… What are they?!

The fans are absolutely in shock and awe, cheering and applauding loudly. The mat shakes from the impact, but the ladder remains standing. The referee quickly checks on Danni and Jasmine who are both down and out. There is no count-out option, so he simply stands in wait for either of them to move. Slowly, Danni begins to shift, tiny whines of pain escaping her. Jasmine’s eyes are glazed over; she barely knows where she is. Danni uses the ropes to help drag herself up on her feet, her right hand touching her dislocated jaw with a whimper. With the ladder still standing tall, she begins her ascent while Jasmine is still down. Danni is halfway up the ladder when Jasmine begins to stir on the mat. The referee, the fans, and the commentators look on as the Sweetheart Esper reaches the top of the ladder. She reaches up, her fingertips brushing the leather of the belt, and she tries to stretch her arm out. Unexpectedly, there’s a violent kick against the ladder, causing it to wobble. Danni yelps and looks down, seeing Jasmine forcefully kick the ladder again, and again, until the ladder falls. Unable to hold on, Danni falls onto the mat right next to the collapsed ladder.

Matt Salvatore: Dammit! She was so close!

Nick Hanson: Her fingers were touching the belt, Matt… But Jasmine is still in this and I think she’s PISSED!

Forcing herself to her feet despite the pain, Matthews nurses her right arm still and glares down at Anderson’s prone form. Her eyes briefly shift to the ladder, then a cruel smirk crosses her face. Anderson stirs and turns on her side, trying to gather herself. Matthews helps her to her feet -- and then lifts her across her shoulders. The fans look on in shock, awe, and horror as Matthews drops Anderson onto the ladder with--

Nick Hanson: THE INJECTION ONTO THE LADDER!

Matt Salvatore: Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, this is… Fuck, I think Danni is OUT, Nick.

Anderson’s eyes are glazed over, staring up at the Silver Mountain Championship and the ceiling lights. Not a single fan is sitting down; all of them are over the edge with the action. Slowly, Matthews rolls Anderson off of the ladder and whispers something to her the camera’s mic can’t capture. She then forces herself to stand up and grab the ladder with her left hand. Bracing herself, she starts to use her right hand-- despite the injured arm-- and sets up the ladder straight under the hanging belt. The Fanged Rose makes her slow and painstaking ascent, one rung at a time. Her entire body is quivering from the adrenaline and the intensity. The fans in the front row notice something and they begin to shift their excitement.

Matt Salvatore: ...? Nick? Danni is...

Nick Hanson: S-she’s… moving?! But how… after so much abuse!

Danni. Is. Moving. Despite all of her suffering, she is CRAWLING over towards the ladder, as Jasmine is halfway up. Her right hand grabs ahold of the bottom rung, then her left hand reaches up to the rung above it. One rung at a time, she is trying her best to make her way up. Jasmine pauses and looks down, her eyes wide with shock… and maybe a little bit of awe? This time, she’s not frantic with the climb, continuing to make her way up slowly. Danni is starting to get halfway, her entire body shaking from the energy rapidly leaving her. She goes up another rung, then another… but at this point, Jasmine is at the top. Fighting through the pain, Jasmine reaches up and detaches her Silver Mountain Championship belt. The fans are a wave of emotion as the referee signals for the bell.



Yuusuke Takeda: Minasama! Shiai no shōsha... Soshite, mada NFW shirubāmauntenchanpion! “The Fanged Rose” JASMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTHEWS!

“Big Bag Wolf” by In This Moment resonates from the PA system. The Japanese wrestling fans respectfully applause, offering Jasmine and Danni a standing ovation. From her position on the ladder, Jasmine clutches her belt and looks down at Danni… who has tears spilling down her cheeks. Even then, a weak yet warm smile is on the young woman’s face. Her grip on the ladder loosens and she falls halfway down, landing on the mat with sheer exhaustion.

Nick Hanson: After all that… You HAVE to give credit to Danni Anderson. She did NOT give up.

Matt Salvatore: Dislocated jaw from The Strike, the abuse of the Constrictor, the Injection onto the ladder… Jasmine Matthews can’t deny Danni’s unpredictability and tenacity.

Nick Hanson: In the end, it was sheer willpower and physical strength that allowed Jasmine to retain. This is what I call a successful title defense!

Matt Salvatore: Kudos, Jas! Kudos, Danni! Match of the Year candidate without a doubt!

Jasmine simply stares down at Danni from the top of the ladder. The fans respond differently as Sativa and Lilith of the Kingdom come out to the ring. While Sativa reaches up to help Jasmine down, Lilith checks on her dear friend Danni. She calls for EMTs, and soon they make their way down to assist 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!

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


We then await Griffin Hawkins...until suddenly the lights go out.

Andrew Payne: What the hell?....

Some dark music begins playing....everyone is wondering what is going on. We then see an eerie red sky on the tron.
Some dark red lights light up the stage as we see a coffin...the music picks up and soon as it hits its zenith...the coffin opens and we see a man in a dark luchador mask, a cape, and long black tights...the crowd immediately comes to life as "Eyes Of The World" by Rainbow hits.

Andrew Payne: Oh my God..you know who that is?! That's the Dark Pegasus! Griffin's original gimmick when he first started Japan!

Miranda Augustino: No way..that is not Griffin!

Andrew Payne: It is! Look at the tattoos!

The Dark Pegasus steps out of the coffin and makes his way onto the ramp, looking dead on at the stage as the music plays.

I see the innocent victims

Fighting to get to his door

No chain of events

Can shackle him down

He's not there anymore

Evil moves, evil ways

With his back to the wall

Evil mind, looking down

Without seeing at all...



You ain't got a lot to say

Judging by the things you do

If only you could feel the tears and pain

In the eyes of the world..

The Dark Pegasus makes his way down the ramp slowly, his eyes zeroed in on The Ringmaster and The Ringmistresss.

Umi Toriyama: Kare no taisen aite! 227-Pondo no omo-sa! Kare wa NFW no giron no yochi no nai chanpiondesu! DAAAAAAARK PEGASUUUUUUUUUS!!!!!

Dust to dust by the million

Broken dreams in the ground

Aching heart in the hard streets of home

Where their spirits are gone

Evil takes (evil takes), evil kills

With no shame or concern

Killing me (killing me), killing you

Watch the end of the burn



Maybe you didn't understand

We don't need you anymore

If only you could see the tears and pain

In the eyes of the world

As the guitar solo kicks in, The man reaches the ring, slowly going up the steps, leaping over the ropes. He glares at The Ringmaster who has not taken his eyes off him.

And in the name of religion

For me gave him our soul

The clock with chime

Every second in my heart

For it's taken it's toll

Evil moves, evil ways

With his back to the wall

Evil man look at him down

Without seeing at all

Eyes of the world

Don't wanna, don't wanna cry no more

Eyes of the world



In the eyes

Eyes of the world

You ain't got a lot to say

Eyes of the world

Got to got to feel this way

Eyes of the world

Oh

Eyes of the world

We don't need you anymore

Eyes of the world

If only you could feel the tears and pain

In the eyes of the world...

Dark Pegasus finally takes off the cape and looks at the Ringmaster, ready for the match, and the crowd is definitely hype as the referee calls for the bell. Pegasus remained stoic as he and Ringmaster circled, both men searching for an opening. Ringmaster called for a test of strength, which Pegasus responded to yet Ringmaster let out a loud, callous laugh and the crowd booed him as he switched hands on Pegasus. Pegasus shook his head as once again, Ringmaster toyed with him and put up the other arm instead.

Andrew Payne: I have a feeling that this isn't going to pan out so well for Ringmaster!

The crowd laughed and applauded as Dark Pegasus feigned going for the test of strength once again yet swerved Ringmaster with a go behind, a snapmare takedown and a snap kick to the spine, Ringmaster grimacing with the impact.

Andrew Payne: I guess I was right!

Dark Pegasus was able to drag Ringmaster up to a vertical base, delivering a knee to the sternum and doubling Ringmaster over.

Miranda Augustino: Ringmaster could be already done for here, Payne! There's that fameasser!

Ringmistress really got the crowd riled up as Ringmaster managed to reverse via lifting Pegasus up and slamming him back down with a kneebreaker before reigning him back in for a big swinging neckbreaker and a cover!


Andrew Payne: Killer reversal with that kneebreaker/neckbreaker combination! Kick out by Dark Pegasus!

Miranda Augustino: Gotta say, I'll give it to Gr...err I mean Dark Pegasus for his commitment!

Ringmaster had Pegasus in a rear chinlock and was delivering hard elbows and forearms, yet the referee intervened and promptly broke it up with a count as he saw Pegasus' legs flailing and noticed that Ringmaster was fish-hooking him, the crowd voicing their disapproval. Ringmaster flung Pegasus down to the mat by the head, stood up and delivered a stomp for good measure, eliciting another round of BOOOs.

Andrew Payne: Ringmaster firmly in control here, Pegasus back up to his feet..

The fans get behind the champion as he managed to block a hard right hand from Ringmaster and use the momentum to irish whip him into the corner. Pegasus ran after Ringmaster and springboarded off the middle rope..

Miranda Augustino: ROCKET KICK! HUH???

The crowd grew a lot louder as Ringmaster deftly rolled out of the way and sprung back up behind Pegasus before swinging him around and hooking an arm over his shoulder

Miranda Augustino: Pegasus is going up! BRAINBUSTAHHH!

The crowd were suddenly on their feet when Pegasus' legs kicked wildly for a moment and he broke free, landing on his feet behind Ringmaster!

Miranda Augustino: Pegasus hooks both arms! SOUTH OF HEAV..WAIT!!

Right as the champ swung Ringmaster around, the crowd was beside itself as he used his brute strength to hoist Pegasus up over his shoulders!

Andrew Payne: COME ONE, COME ALL! We could have a new champion!


Miranda Augustino: Pegasus with the shoulder up! Listen to this Tokyo Dome crowd, Payne!

Ringmaster was livid as he immediately stood up and got in the referee's face, smacking his hands together thrice and insisting it was a three!

Andrew Payne: I did say COULD have had a new champion!

Miranda Augustino: Woah look out, Ringmaster!

The fans once again got behind Pegasus as he delivered a sharp dropkick to the back of Ringmaster, bounced him off the ropes and rolled him up!





The fans let Ringmaster have it as he rolled through and tried to put his feet on the ropes for leverage, but the ref saw it and kicked the ropes, forcing his feet off of them. Ringmaster angrily stood once more and got in the ref's face, making the title belt gesture around his waist and telling him to just do his job! Meanwhile, Pegasus had stood once more and was coming up behind, yet Ringmaster snarled as he sensed his presence and then spun around and turned Pegasus inside out with a discus clothesline out of nowhere!

Miranda Augustino: WOAH! That was VICIOUS!

Andrew Payne: Heck that's just how Tokyo LIKES it! Ringmaster is wasting zero time here, he has Pegasus right where he wants him!

The crowd groaned with every shot as Ringmaster held onto the groggy Dark Pegasus and delivered an elbow flurry before once more throwing an arm over his shoulder.

Andrew Payne: Ringmaster once again looking for that brainbuster, perhaps? Nope! He's hung Pegasus' legs over the top rope! Could this be that dreaded rope hung DDT??

Miranda Augustino: LOOK AT THIS!

The fans are once again beside themselves when Dark Pegasus miraculously found the space to launch out of the DDT and land a springboard spear right in the middle!


The fans are in an uproar as Ringmistress grabbed onto Pegasus' legs and dragged him out of the ring to the floor. As the fans seem to be pelting her with all manner of empty food containers and cans and other junk, Dark Pegasus seemed to grin under that mask as he lunged towards her and then proceeded to chase Ringmistress around the ring.

Miranda Augustino: HEY NOW!!! STAY AWAY FROM KITTEN!!

Andrew Payne: Someone should really keep an eye on Ringmaster! I don't like what he has in mind!

Meanwhile, the fans who had noticed that Ringmaster had retrieved his cane and was waiting for Pegasus were steadily BOOing him. Ringmistress slid inside the ring to escape from Dark Pegasus, yet at the same time, this both distracted the referee and left Pegasus a sitting duck for a brutal head shot with the cane!


Miranda Augustino: He hit NOTHING but the top rope! Pegasus saw it coming!

The fans once more rose to their feet and heaped praise on Dark Pegasus as he ducked under the cane shot and using the cane for leverage, bent Ringmaster over backwards..

Andrew Payne: I know what this is! And THERE IT IS! Some call this move the roll of the dice, Pegasus calls it THE SEVENTH STAR!


Umi Toriyama: Kore ga anata no shōshadeari, mada NFW Undisputed chanpiondesu! DAAAAAAARK PEGASUUUUUUUS!!!

Andrew Payne: Well call him Dark Pegasus. Call him Griffin Hawkins. Whatever you like, but there he is, guys. STILL your Undisputed Champion!

Miranda Augustino: Can’t say I hate the idea but he better keep his hooves away from Kitten!

Dark Pegasus holds the title up in one hand and...of course...the horns in the other as he celebrates his victory.

We cut backstage to the gorilla position, where we find the number one contender for the NFW World Heavyweight Championship, Ian Dickenson standing with his back to the camera, his head lowered as if he is staring at the floor. By his side is his girlfriend Ebony, offering up some words of encouragement to her man before the biggest match of his career to date.

As Ian turns around to face the camera, his cold, emerald eyes stare daggers into the lens. The look in his eyes is a mixture of determination… and mild contempt.

Ian: You would think that on a night like tonight, this “rookie” would be jumping up and down, excited as all hell to have my first opportunity at a world championship….

He pauses, a derisive smirk crossing his face as Ebony looks on, running her hand along his arm as she smiles.

Ian: Under normal circumstances, I’d be showing a lot more enthusiasm at the thought of stepping into the ring with the flag-bearer, the gold fucking standard, the measuring stick of the company, for a chance to take that person’s place.

Again, Ian pauses, taking a quick sniff of the air around him.

Ian: Ebony, do you smell that?

The smile leaves Ebony’s face as she too begins to sniff the air, to be replaced with a look of revulsion.

Ebony: Now that you mention it, something does smell pretty nasty… as if someone lit a pile of horseshit on fire.

Ian turns his gaze toward his lady, giving her a look of mild disapproval as he shakes his head.

Ian: Actually, that would be an insult to the pile of horseshit. No, what I’m smelling is something far worse than anything even the biggest, most revolting animal could ever produce…

Ebony tilts her head slightly, an inquisitive expression on her face. Ian chuckles softly before turning to the camera once again, the cold, menacing stare returning.

Ian: The stench I’m referring to literally seeps from every pore of my opponent’s body…

Ebony: Really bad marijuana?

Ian: Normally, I’d agree with you, but there’s something even worse than that. I’m talking about complacency. Pure, undiluted complacency. You see, Sativa Nevaeh has been squatting on top of the mountain for so fucking long, she has no other choice but to look down on the rest of the roster. Turning back challenger after challenger has given her a false sense of invulnerability, and when you factor in her cronies in The Collective, she’s lost her sense of wariness. And that’s a huge gap in her armor. She even had the audacity to eliminate herself from the battle royal…

He stops himself, chuckling lightly as he looks into the camera, wagging his finger.

Ian: Sativa, I’ve got to hand it to you, eliminating the need to constantly have to look over your shoulder, wondering when someone would come after you… that was pretty smart on your part. It would allow you to focus on one thing, defending against the one that actually won the right to face you, regardless of your constant attempts to convince yourself and anyone that would listen to you that I was “handed” this championship opportunity.

Ian pauses a moment before continuing.

Ian: Ever since this match was made official, I’ve kept my cool, Sativa, engaging you on social media and doing my damnedest not to go completely apeshit on you. There were a few moments where I almost gave in to the urge to let you have it with both barrels, but the better angels of my nature won out. I played the buffoon and let you spew whatever those two cannabis-dulled brain cells could conjure up. Every jab… every barb… I hoarded them all like a pirate’s treasure. I kept each iota of wrath bottled up…

By this time, Ian’s features have twisted in a glare of indignation.

Ian: And now I get to let it all out. But if you expect me to just rage blindly, you’ve made a huge mistake. With the stakes as high as they are in this match, I must keep my focus as sharp as a razor. But as much as I’d love for your defeat to come about by a thousand cuts, I won’t give you the luxury of time. Once the bell rings, there won’t be a single moment of respite… no rest for the wicked… until the slaughter is done and my hand is raised, just before the World Heavyweight Championship…. YOUR title… is placed in my hands. And with the belt draped over my shoulder, I’ll look down on your bloodied carcass and laugh as you finally get treated to a healthy serving of much-needed humility.

His eyes narrow.

Ian: I doubt you’ll find it palatable…

Ian barely turns away as the camera pans over to reveal a production assistant that was unnoticed up to this point. With a barely noticeable nod of his head, Ian gives a signal to the assistant, who mumbles into the microphone of his headset. Seconds later, Ian and Ebony make their exit as the scene cuts back to ringside.
Yuusuke Takeda: Tsugi no kontesuto wa 1tsu no aki ni yotei sa rete ori, NFW sekai hebī-kyū senshuken no tame no monodesu!

Nick Hanson: Winner of a 10 person Battle Royale to earn this championship match here in the Tokyo Dome, folks! He came, he fought, he conquered. Now he’s got his eyes on the gold and his chance to win his first world title in one of professional wrestling’s greatest arenas!

Matt Salvatore: I’m not taking anything away from the champion, Nick, but Ian there is a big motherfucker. What’s the biggest opponent Sativa Nevaeh has stood up against?

Nick Hanson: No idea.

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

Yuusuke Takeda: Saisho ni shōkai suru no wa, Beikoku Kariforunia-shū hōsōn karadesu. Kare wa chōsen-shadeari, taijū wa 250-pondodesu. The Hawthorne Horror...IAAAAAN...DICKENSOOOOOOONNNN!!!!!


The lights go out and bright green static comes up on the video screen.

“That girl is psycho
Psycho
psycho”

The intro to "Voodoo" by Nyxx fills the arena as green lasers shoot up and wave around the entrance area and blue strobe lights light up the arena. Shapes start to take form in the static on the screen. The silhouette of a petite woman, a cross, a pot leaf, and a skull. They fade in and out, making you wonder if you actually saw them.

“They call me killer, call me some kind of freak
But they keep calling me, they're calling on me
Oh yeah
I've got them praying, sweating and shaking
Now I've got my eye set on you”

Sativa Nevaeh comes out from the back and stands at the top of the ramp looking over the crowd. Despite wearing a mask, you can tell she is smirking. The NFW World Heavyweight Championship shining around her waist. The crowd rains down hate on her. Sativa starts to make her way towards the ring.

Nick Hanson: She’s usually not alone in big defense matches. She’s usually accompanied by one of the Kingdom - specifically Morgan Payne, but Morgan Payne has been taken to a nearby hospital following a gruelling match with Eavan Maloney.

Matt Salvatore: They both have, Nick. Sativa’s gonna have to keep her head in the game, though. She can’t be worrying about one of her own when she’s got the belt on the line. Especially not against the Hawthorne Horror.

“They call me conjurer, they say I'm divine
But shade is poison, my past lovers in mind
Hell yeah, I curse them all
Fathers and brothers, for the hell that they all put me through

I'm psycho, voodoo, that's what they say about me
I've got you under my spell
And I'm psycho, voodoo, that's what they say about me
What will you say about me?”

She makes it to ringside and slides under the bottom rope head first. She crawls over to the nearest turnbuckles and climbs them. She perches atop the ring post, resting one knee upon the top turnbuckle facing inward toward the ring. She throws her head back and takes off the mask, throwing her arms out in a 'welcome the doves' pose. The crowd continues their hatred at her and she just smiles. Sativa grabs the ropes and jumps down. She then heads to her corner and waits for the match to start.

Yuusuke Takeda: Kare no taisen aite! Ōkoku o daihyō suru! 127-Pondo no omo-sa! Kanojo wa NFW sekai hebī-kyū chanpiondesu! Darth Ganja...SATIVAAAAAA NEVAAAAAEEEEEH!!!!!

Ian Dickenson and Sativa Nevaeh come to stand in the center of the ring, staring each other down. The 6’5” Ian Dickenson looms over the 5’7” Sativa Nevaeh. A pure, honest, David and Goliath battle. The referee, Senior Official, James Greer, holds the World Heavyweight Championship up before passing it off to the timekeeper. He directs Ian and Sativa back into their corners and checks them for illegal objects before coming to the center again. He calls for the bell.


Ian Dickenson comes out of the corner, ready to square up. Sativa Nevaeh meets him and the two start to circle. Sativa’s taunting him already, calling him “Pepper” like she’s been doing on social media all week. The two finally lock up and Ian easily powers Sativa back into the corner. The referee calls for the break which Ian does so immediately but Sativa answers with a SLAP across the face and just keeps talking trash. Ian holds a hand across his mouth to his cheek with a look like he’s trying to contain his rage but he finally just snaps. He grabs Sativa around the throat with both hands, mid trash talk and FLINGS her small frame clear across the ring! Just throws her and sends her flying until she lands on her back right in the center. Ian runs, comes off the ropes and drives a low big boot right into her face. Sativa snaps violently to the mat and the fans are going insane as Ian drops down for the cover!


But Ian Dickenson pulls her up by her hair and shakes his head. He isn’t ending this that quickly. “Nah, fuck that!” He says on camera. He pulls Sativa to her feet and pushes her out, only to catch her by the wrist and yanks her in for a short arm clothesline that sends her into a backflip and landing face down onto the mat. Fans are still screaming in approval as Darth Ganja is finally apparently getting the ass whuppin she deserves! Ian picks her backup and feeds her a stiff European Uppercut that sends her back into the ropes. He immediately runs in then with a clothesline and sends Sativa over the top and down to the floor. Ian takes a moment to take in the crowd as they cheer for him to keep going! Keep unloading on her! He moves to the ropes and steps out onto the apron to go after Sativa but she’s pulled herself to her feet and just as he starts to step off the apron, ready to drop down, Sativa superkicks his one grounded foot out from under him. Ian drops forward and eats the apron, hitting the floor then.

Nick Hanson: OH MAN!!!!

Matt Salvatore: That shit can knock teeth out, Nick!

Nick Hanson: Perhaps an early desperate move by the champion but it worked! Dickenson has slowed down!

Sativa moves in front of Ian, sizes him up and runs in as he sits upward, delivering a basement dropkick. The referee starts to count as Sativa grabs the barricade and uses it to brace as she starts stomping away at Ian. She continues until the referee starts to count then turns to the Tokyo crowd, taunting them about their clear favorite to win, Ian Dickenson who’s starting to get up onto his hands and knees. Sativa gives him a shove to the head with her boot and moves to the apron climbing up. We see Ian look up from the head shove with a burning look of rage on his face and he pushes himself up to his feet. Sativa looks back and goes for an Arabian Press of the top rope! She comes down and Ian Dickenson CATCHES HER over one shoulder. The champion gets that look of dread on her face as Ian runs forward then, and LAWN DARTS her right into the ringpost! Sativa’s head bounces off and she hits the floor like a ton of bricks.

Matt Salvatore: OH!!!!!

Nick Hanson: MY GOD!!!!

Matt Salvatore: Champ’s gonna feel that one tomorrow!!

Nick Hanson: My money says she’s feeling it now!

Ian Dickenson rolls into the ring to break the count then rolls right back out and picks the stunned Sativa Nevaeh up to her feet. She’s like puddy in his hands as he drags her up and grabs her by the throat. He lifts her into a double chokehold and slams her - Choke Bomb onto the Japanese announce table! It shakes but doesn’t give out. The Japanese announce team scrambles out of their seats as Ian climbs up onto the table with Sativa, pulling her up to her knees. There’s a look of malicious intent in his eyes as he pulls her to her feet and looks to be ready to setup for a Piledriver. Sativa slumps back down to one knee. Ian shakes his head and reaches for her again and sets her up with her head under his legs again.

Matt Salvatore: Nick, if he piledrives her through that table, I say she’s done. I don’t give a fuck who you are.

Nick Hanson: This could be bad!

Matt Salvatore: No shit! Here he goes!

But Ian Dickenson doesn’t piledrive Sativa through the Japanese table. He lifts her up and positions her over his back into a crucifix position! Runs a few steps across the table top and THROWS Sativa!! Throwing Crucifix Bomb through Matt and Nick’s table!! Sativa lands hard and the table practically implodes underneath her!! The crowd reacts. The announce team audio goes out. Sativa writhes and thrashes in pain as she’s been thrown on the monitors themselves. Ian Dickenson gets down off the Japanese table and storms over to pick her up. He whips her by her hair into the ring and slides in after her. Ian goes for the cover again.


Sativa gets her foot on the rope! The referee brings it to Ian’s awareness and the Hawthorne Horror snorts angrily, pulling her up by her hair. He whips her into the ropes and lifts his leg for another Big Boot but Sativa drops into a basement dropkick, kicking out the knee of his grounded leg. Ian goes down hard on his extended leg for the kick and it looks like he hyperextends his knee a bit which he immediately grabs and curses in pain. Sativa takes this time to crawl to a corner and catch her breath. She watches Ian Dickenson with cold, calculated eyes as she finally starts to climb onto the top turnbuckle. Ian grabs the ropes and starts pulling himself up, not seeing Sativa on the top turnbuckle. As soon as he turns around, though, she comes soaring off with a Missile Dropkick! Ian staggers back and the pain in both knees causes him to buckle and fall to the mat. Sativa gets to her feet, hissing through her teeth to find her energy again and charges the prone challenger. She runs, jumps and flips into a Shooting Star Press right on top of the man, going for the cover.


Ian Dickenson kicks out of the cover, shoving Sativa Nevaeh off of him, yelling “get the fuck off me!” He turns over onto his knees to start getting up and Sativa grabs one of his legs, drops back and wraps her legs around his hyperextended knee, throwing on an Ankle Lock!! Sativa really wrenches it in as Ian voices the agony in his knee and now his ankle. She rocks up and down/back and forth with her grip locked on, adding throbbing pressure to the leg. Ian’s pain looks almost unbearable but he manages to get to the ropes to cause the break. Sativa holds it until the count of 4 before she gets up and jawjacks at the referee. She turns her attention to Ian then and starts talking trash to him as well, slapping him in the head, giving him light kicks and just getting down in his grill. Ian makes it to one knee where Sativa slaps him in the face again and he snaps up to seize her by the throat, fuming in her face. The crowd starts to cheer until Sativa straight kicks Ian in the knee she was working at so that he lets her go. It work, but as she runs for the ropes and springboards off back at him, Ian lets out a pissed off roar, spins around. SPINNING HEEL KICKS SATIVA RIGHT OUT OF THE AIR but goes right back down to a knee.

Nick Hanson: This match is so back and forth! They both want it bad, Matt!

Matt Salvatore: I told you Ian was gonna be a force, Nick! He’s gotta keep on her, though! He can’t let Sativa rest!

Nick Hanson: I don’t think he’s going to!! Look out!!

As Sativa Nevaeh starts to get up onto all fours, Ian grabs her up and hooks an arm over her head. He hoists her up and DRILLS her with a Lifting DDT!!!! Sativa slumps face down and Ian falls back. His broad chest rising and falling with each breath but he rolls, pushing Sativa over onto her back and makes the cover.


Sativa just barely shoots her shoulder up!! Ian throws himself off of her, flying into a rage as he punches the mat. Sativa’s on her side, wide eyed as she looks around at the crowd. She only seems to get back into the zone when she looks up at the ref and holds up a shaky two. The official confirm, yes just two. Sativa breathes a sigh of relief and nods, trying to amp herself up. As she starts to get up then, Ian’s back on his feet, grabbing her arms and hooking them behind her back. DOUBLE UNDERHOOK SUPL--NO!! Sativa yanks her arms free and grabs him around his broad waist. She hoists man, enormous compared to her, up with an audible scream of exertion. NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX!!!! BRIDGE!!!!


Ian powers out for the escape!!! Sativa falls back, grabbing her head and raking her fingers down her face. She rolls towards the camera wide eyed, heaving breaths, crazed with spit flying from her mouth. How do you kill a giant? She looks towards the turnbuckle and pulls herself to her feet, staggering towards it.

Nick Hanson: Matt? Is she losing it against Dickenson?

Matt Salvatore: I think she’s realizing he’s a tougher son of a bitch than she figured.

Nick Hanson: She’s gonna go high risk!

Sativa drags herself up to the top turnbuckle and throws out her arms, shouting at the top of her lungs.

Sativa Nevaeh: I AM A LEAF ON THE WIND!!!

Crowd: WATCH HOW I SOAR!!!

Matt Salvatore: Japan knows that one, Nick!!

Before Sativa can leap off, though, Ian Dickenson rolls out onto the apron in an attempt to avoid the Phoenix Splash about to come. Sativa watches as Ian lays out on the apron, catching his breath. She gives a look to the crowd like “really?” Sativa carefully turns around on the turnbuckle, her back facing Ian’s direction. He shrugs her shoulders. “Fuck it!” Throws two middle fingers to the sky and dives backwards off the turnbuckle. Nothing fancy. Nothing flippy. Just straight drops backwards off of the corner to deliver “YEET!” (Coffin Drop. She comes down, down, down and crashes right onto Ian Dickenson! Both of them go tumbling to the floor.

Nick Hanson: WHAT IN THE WORLD?!

Matt Salvatore: I’ve never seen her do that one!

Sativa, groaning in pain can be heard saying “fuck, that one hurt” almost comically as she pulls herself up and manages to get Ian up by his hair, barely pushing him back into the ring where she crawls back in and makes the cover. She’s got him now, right?!


Sativa throws herself back, this time in victory she feels. Fists in the air but Referee James Greer catches Ian’s hand gripping the rope and quickly waves the pinfall off. He gets Sativa’s attention and points to Ian, explaining that he had the rope. Sativa looks at the official in disbelief, pushing her newly dyed brown back out of her face, staring wide eyed in disbelief. She mutters something. It looks like “motherfucker” as she rolls out of the ring and storms over to where the timekeeper is. He doesn’t get out of the way in time and she shoves him to the floor, grabbing his chair. Sativa snaps it shut and angrily smacks the ringpost before holding it up to the booing crowd.

Nick Hanson: Oh she’s gonna get disqualified if she uses that!

Matt Salvatore: I really don’t think she gives a damn!”

Sativa starts approaching the ring again, walking along the apron, stalking Ian like a predator on the prowl. That telltale evil grin crosses her face as she reaches the ramp side. The referee starts to warn her not to bring the chair in. She’s ignoring him though as she moves towards the ring, not hearing the crowd beginning to cheer as EBONY ARCERI comes running down and rips the chair out of her hand! Sativa spins around, turning her angered gaze on Ebony now. Ebony starts verbally going back and forth with Sativa. The defending champion starts pointing to her chin, goading Ebony into taking a shot; taunting her to ruin her man’s moment. Ebony grips the chair, looking damn near tempted when all of a sudden LLUVIA CANE appears from down the ramp and clobbers her with a forearm across the upper back. Ebony hits the floor and Sativa laughs as she backs towards the ring, deciding not to go for the chair. Instead, Lluvia picks the chair up and whollops Ebony across the back!

Matt Salvatore: Well, Ebony tried to keep things fair but I guess Lluvia of the Kingdom didn’t see it that way!

Nick Hanson: Ebony wasn’t doing anything! Lluvia shouldn’t be out here!

Sativa slides back inside the ring, and the referee is trying to go back and forth between warning Sativa about the use of objects and also trying to call off Lluvia and Ebony. It takes security coming in to pull Lluvia off and then keep Ebony back as both women are dragged towards the back. At this point, Ian Dickenson is back on his feet, and he comes charging in for a Big Boot! Sativa throws herself out of the way, and Ian NAILS the referee!! James Greer goes down!! Ian stops, realizing what just happened as Sativa climbs out of the ring. She capitalizes on the distraction and springboards in for an attempt at BLITZED (Sunset Flip Powerbomb). Ian only wavers some on his feet, but Sativa can’t quite pull him down. Sneering down at her, he reaches down, grabs her around the throat with both hands. He yanks her right up off of the mat, into the air, onto his shoulders, SITOUT POP-UP POWERBOMB!!! Ian holds for the cover, but the referee is still out. Cursing some, Ian lets Sativa’s legs go and moves over to try and rouse the referee. As he does, the crowd starts going nuts again as a figure comes running through the floor level from the back.

Nick Hanson: Ian Dickenson’s practically got this one in the bag! We could have a new champion!

Matt Salvatore: Just has to make sure the ref can make the count! Hit her with something el--

Nick Hanson: Hey, wait a minute!!!! WAIT A MINUTE!!! WHO THE HELL IS---

The crowd continues going nuts as the woman with dirty blonde hair and a red leather jacket from the crowd slides in behind Ian Dickenson. She runs up behind and NAILS him with a low blow!!!! Tokyo starts to boo the roof off of the dome!!

Nick Hanson: CASS BAUMER!!!! WE SAW HER EARLIER, MATT!! WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING BACK OUT HERE?!

Matt Salvatore: I THOUGHT SHE WAS AT THE HOSPITAL WITH MORGAN PAYNE!!!!!

Ian Dickenson reels from the low blow but doesn’t quite fall to his knees. He refuses to! But Cass Baumer grabs his arm and flips up and around into a stunningly, well executed Somersault Reverse DDT DRILLING the back of Ian’s head into the mat!!

Nick Hanson: SHE CALLS THAT THE FACT CHECK!! BUT WHY?! WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING?!

As the Tokyo Dome goes insane, Cass Baumer shakes Sativa Nevaeh to make sure she’s all there and conscious with sincere concern in her eyes. She sees the referee start to stir and quickly points to Ian Dickenson for Sativa before sliding out of the ring and bailing back through the crowd. Sativa Nevaeh still doesn’t seem to even understand what’s going on. She looks over and sees Ian down on the mat. Cass, meanwhile, stops halfway out, still watching the match as Sativa Nevaeh pulls herself up onto the top turnbuckle.

Nick Hanson: This is disgusting!! She’s gonna retain like this?!

Matt Salvatore: I don’t think she knows what the fuck happened!

Up on the turnbuckle, Sativa measures Ian up and dives off! SONIC SCREWDRIVER (Corkscrew 630 Senton)!!! She holds herself over him for the cover as James Greer makes it over to count the pin!


Nick Hanson: NO!!


Matt Salvatore: Kick out, Ian!!!


Yuusuke Takeda: Kore ga anata no shōshadeari, mada NFW sekai hebī-kyū chanpiondesu! SATIVAAAAAAA NEVAAAAAEEEEEEEH!!!!!

“Voodoo” fills the arena again. Groggily, the referee retrieves the belt from the timekeeper and brings it over to Sativa. Still somewhat out of it and exhausted, she takes the belt and holds it up in the air. She looks down at Ian Dickenson. Jaw quivering in defiance and anger. She kneels down over him and slaps the belt right near his face with her other hand, taunting him some. Sativa rolls out of the ring and makes her way up the ramp. A cut to the crowd again shows Cass Baumer, surrounded by booing fans, but she’s applauding and cheering for the champion.

Nick Hanson: Well this turned out to be an interesting night, either way you look at it, folks!

Matt Salvatore: You’re telling me, Nick! Nevaeh’s still champion and still top of the Collision brand!

Nick Hanson: I’m sure she’d call herself the top of all NFW, knowing her, but I digress! Folks, that’s our show for the night and this concludes our Invasion: Japan tour! We’ll see you back home stateside when we return! Trauma returns on March 7th! Collision returns March 10th! For Matt Salvatore, I’m Nick Hanson. So long everyone!

The show fades out to the credits.