Trauma Episode 9- Atlanta, Georgia 3/21/20

Miranda Augustino: Welcome to Trauma Episode 9!

Andrew Payne: We’re just a week away from March Mayhem and I couldn’t be more excited.

Miranda Augustino: I can’t wait for our first brand Pay-per View!

Andrew Payne: But we stop in the ATL for one more episode of Trauma before that.

Miranda Augustino: And Kitten will be out here twice tonight!

Andrew Payne: Please, try to contain your excitement, Miranda. Let’s take it to the ring and get this show started!


Thea Crawford: The following contest is a six person tag match scheduled for one fall!

A disco ball lowers over the ring, as Born to Be Alive starts to play. While the globe shaped object starts to rotate, Debby Haze skates out onto the stage. Before making her way to the ring, Deb starts to roller disco.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Debby Haze!

Once the dance is over, debby puts on a display of skating prowess. Spinning, and playing to the crowd, as she inches her way to the ring.

Once Debby reaches ringside, she removes her strap on skates, and pushes them under the ring. After a few more seconds with the fans, Deb rolls under the bottom rope, and into the ring.

“Remember Me (Fester Remix)” begins to play as Xaphan walks out from behind the curtain to the top of the ramp. He looks around as the crowd boos him with a wicked grin on his face.

Thea Crawford: And her opponent, from The Pit, Xaphan!

Xaphan makes his way down the ramp and gets into the ring, staring right at River before resting in his corner and waiting for the match to start.

~DING DING DING~

The referee called for the bell as Haze locked up with Xaphan in the middle. Arm drag by Xaphan and Debby got back to her feet, responding with a deep Japanese arm drag and then going for a cartwheel elbow drop, but Xaphan moved out of the way. Quick running senton by Xaphan, cover and a kick out at one and a half.

Xaphan dragged Debby Haze back to her feet, stunning her by firing off some quick elbows and forearms before sending her in for an irish whip, except Debby Haze reversed it and sent Xaphan crashing into a corner before taking him down with a corner clothesline. DO THE HUSTLE! Xaphan slumped out of the corner, cover by Debby and kick out at two!

Debby nodded to herself, signalling for the finish as she dragged Xaphan back up, but Xaphan stunned her with another barrage of stiff forearms, hooking her up for his patented FALL FROM HEAVEN, but Debby wowed the crowd by elbowing her way free and then turning it around on Xaphan, running at the turnbuckles, launching off them and dropping him hard with her PURPLE HAZE!

ONE

TWO

THREE

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner! DEBBY...HAZE!!!

Winner: Debby Haze

Result: Pinfall
The scene comes up with Amy Connors standing by backstage.

Amy Connors: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time, the United States champion Sela-Rica Lark.

Sela walks in view of the camera with the title over shoulder.

Amy Connors: Sela, tonight you will be teaming with Adrianna Salvatore who has challenged you for the United States title at March Madness.

Sela-Rica Lark: Yes, so everyone keeps reminding me. Adrianna this. Adrianna that. A record holder in the world title picture. A woman who fought all the odds. A contender who wants something… that just doesn't belong to her. And so long as the title is mine, it never will. You see, Adrianna and I, we have so much in common. We're reflections really. It's not just a drive or a style, it's a passion and a desire. And she has only seen it so far. She has yet to experience it.

Sela smirks a bit as she starts to sway in place.

Sela-Rica Lark: There is of course, one major difference. I did what I did on my own. I got to this place without needing others. Adrianna was given a chance at my title because she was an opportunist. She had a team to help her into this position. And tonight, she's only going to have me. And after the last couple weeks, I think it's quite clear where we both stand.

Amy Connors: Which does beg the question, can you two work together against Emelie Sanclemente and the World champion Griffin Hawkins?

Sela-Rica Lark: Can we? Yes. Will we? Hehehehe, probably not. She's just as bloodthirsty as I am and almost as cunning. But she and I are two Alpha Bitches competing on near equal footing. I could say high ground personally, but that's really not any advantage. Which is fine, it just means we'll play tonight knowing what the other is capable of and then we play at March Madness and probably paint the town crimson with our last drop of blood.

Sela is about to continue, but pauses and looks up off camera when she sees someone approach. Adrianna soon appears opposite Amy and stares Sela down.

We don’t see her face as she has her hood to her vest drawn up over her head. That and the angle of the camera completely obscures her face from the viewers. Sela reacts with a dark intrigued while Amy looks absolutely horrified. There’s also recognition in her eyes. From the back, Adrianna’s head turns towards Amy who shakily moves the mic over. Her head then turns towards Sela again.

Adrianna Salvatore: Two Alphas…? Equal footing…? No…. We are nothing alike, you and I, Sela…. You claim to enjoy the carnage...the chaos...but have yet to experience it in its truest form…. The countdown has already begun…. This nation...has been plagued by a pandemic that has thrown things out of order. The only thing left to come afterward….

Adrianna’s hand reaches out and her curled fingertips, like claws, brush over the faceplate of the United States Championship on Sela’s shoulder.

Adrianna Salvatore: ...is Anarchy.

There’s a silence before Amy Connors speaks up.

Amy Connors: A-A-Adrianna…? Do you have any thoughts as to your match, tonight? You’re teaming with this woman right here to take on The Undisputed Champion, Griffin Hawkins and his challenger at March Misery...your friend...Emelie Sanclemente.

Adrianna’s posture stiffens some and a low growl seems to come from her.

Adrianna Salvatore: Tonight...Amy...is an inconvenience for them...and just a small obstacle in my way...before the war begins.

She turns back to look at Sela from under her hood.

Adrianna Salvatore: The War for America...where Anarchy...will fall upon us all….

Sela bites at the tip of her finger.

Sela-Rica Lark: We'll bleed. We'll play. We'll make such a wonderful chorus of screams.

In an almost whimsical move, she flips her hair a little before drawing blood from her bite on her finger.

Sela-Rica Lark: I can promise you one thing, Adri, anarchy is only the tip of the iceberg. Enough to sink the unsinkable, but only the tip still. And it will be more chaos than you will know what to do with.

Sela touches the tip of her finger to Adrianna's nose with a giggle before walking off, still swaying in a dreamlike step. Amy Connors watches Sela Rica-Lark go before looking back to Adrianna Salvatore who simply turns, keeping her back to the camera and walks off down the hallway in the opposite direction. Amy breathes a sigh of relief as she scurries off as well and the scene ends.

Thea Crawford: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

As the opening riff of The Used's "Pretty Handsome Awkward" comes on through the arena speakers, the arena lights dim out ad the video wall comes to life with a countdown followed by flashing words on the screen.

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GAME START!

"KICKIN' IT OUT!!"

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

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

Your dream vacation

Small hostage refuge

A work in progress

You bleed just like you puke while running a mile

I beg to differ

Make me an offer

Warm summer rain

You bleed just like you puke while running a mile

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

Hey, are you okay?

You look pretty low

Very handsome awkward

Do you feel okay?

You look pretty low

Very handsome awkward

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

“Nightmare Circus” begins to play as the lights in the arena go out and a singular spotlight is on the stage where we see Ringmistress standing there with a microphone.

Ringmistress: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome to the deadliest show on earth! The Chaos Circus proudly presents to you, two of the most dangerous people on the entire planet, “The Shaolin Rebel” Tyson Law, and Lady Death!

Tyson and Lady Death step out beside Ringmistress with Tyson sporting his usual mask as they look at their manager and she points to the ring. They nod and make their way to the ring, focused as they walk into the ring and Tyson hands off his mask to Ringmistress before resting in the corner as Lady Death stands on the apron.

Andrew Payne: Well, Trauma has definitely been interesting tonight, and this upcoming tag match being no exception. Hey speaking of tag teams, look who we've got with us Miranda!

Arley Kirk: Yuh, Payne! Your NFW tag champs are totally stoked to be here!

Miranda Augustino: Welcome, grrrls! What brings you out here tonight?

Risa Saito: Hai! This is a first for KTPG! You know, we watch very closely what is happening in this tag team division, and in all of NFW.

Arley Kirk: Tonight, we accepted the opportunity to call this because we wanted to be right where the action is! Without umm..actually being right where the action is. Something is going on that we don't feel good about.

Risa Saito: Hai grrrl! These Circus folk don't wanna mess around tonight!

Arley Kirk: Nuh, grrrl. Anyways, the zebra dood is ringin' the damn bell!

Andrew Payne: That's a referee, Arley.

Arley Kirk: Tomato, tomahto!

~DING DING DING~

Tyson Law and Sammi Belmont are kicking this match off, seemingly literally as they both circled and Tyson threw some fast leg kicks as he tried to feel Sammi out yet she blocked every one, snaring Tyson's leg as he threw a kick at her midsection and taking him down to the mat with a dragon screw leg whip. Back to his feet and Sammi tried for a deep arm drag yet Tyson managed to block and reverse, sending Sammi into a neutral corner and following up with a running dropkick.

Risa Saito: Oof. I've been there before!

Arley Kirk: We all have, Tigz! Tyson Law dragging Sammi to her feet. Oh I know where this is going! Look out, Sammi!

Tyson sneered as he took the arm and climbed to the second rope before launching off for a modified tornado DDT, and Sammi wowed the crowd by somehow managing to roll through and catch Law in a rolling pin!

Risa Saito: That's it, Sammi! One, two, Tyson breaks free!

Sammi didn't waste any time dragging Tyson to his feet in an arm wringer, but Tyson quickly knees Belmont in the stomach and reverses the arm wringer, dragging Sammi over and tagging in Lady Death. The two get a BOO from the fans as they lay into Sammi with punches and kicks in the corner.

Risa Saito: Get out, Tyson!

Arley Kirk: C'mon ref what are ya doin?!

Both Tiger and Arley angrily start to remove their headsets but Miranda restrains Arley while Andrew does the same with Risa

Miranda Augustino: C'mon grrrls, all's fair in love and war, huh?

Lady Death sneered menacingly as she delivered elbows and kicks while she dragged Belmont out of the corner, getting a go-behind and looking for a German suplex, yet Sammi managed to flip out of it and deliver a dropkick which hung Lady Death over the second rope.

Risa Saito: I love this, look at her go! Speed run!

Sammi swung around and nailed Death in the face with the 619 and then sprung to the top rope. Lady Death was up on her feet looking to be ready for the rana, but Sammi stopped short, the fans cheering as she surprised Lady Death with a springboard rolling wheel kick instead, and the fans getting louder as she tagged in Katrina!

Arley Kirk: Now we're cookin'! Lady Death back up! Clothesline! Tyson Law looking to intervene and Kat knocks him clean off the apron with a running dropkick!

The crowd BOO when Ringmistress grabbed Katrina's legs and tripped her up, causing her to land face down prone to a barrage of stomps from Lady Death. Sammi scowled and hopped down off the ring apron, Ringmistress starting to run around the ring as Sammi ran after her.

Risa Saito: Get her, Sammi!

Arley Kirk: Oh HECK to the NO!

The fans laugh as Ringmistress tries to run and dive under the announce table for protection, but Risa and Arley immediately stand and remove their headsets before raining down a lightning quick barrage of punches elbows and then launching Ringmistress out of the commentary area with a double hip toss. Ringmistress cowered and slid under the ring..

Risa Saito: Sorry 'bout that! Back to the action in the ring, and Lady Death has Katrina Cage in a neutral corner, hammering away with a ten punch!

Arley Kirk: Geez. Like no, bitch. Ya don't pull that kinda BS and come over here looking for protection!

Miranda Augustino: But she..

Risa Saito: SIX, SEVEN, EI..

The fans cheer as Kat managed to block a punch and wriggle free, causing Lady Death to fall off the second rope, her jaw colliding with the top turnbuckle. Katrina nailed Lady Death with a reverse hurricanrana and covers!

ONE

TWO

THR..

Arley Kirk: I told ya he's a fakkin' ZEBRA!

The fans BOO when the ref misses Tyson running in to break it up with a leg drop, but he does try to get him out of the ring as Lady Death dragged Katrina up and sent her to the ropes for an irish whip.

Arley Kirk: Katrina on the rebound, ducking a lariat from Death! Sunset flip!

The fans BOO as this inadvertently put Lady Death in a good spot to tag in Tyson who runs in and unloads with a barrage of stomps before dragging Katrina up. Another irish whip from Tyson Law, and Kat looked to have gained her bearings as she hit a handspring..

*CLANG!*

Risa Saito: WHAT THE HECK??

~DING DING DING~

The referee angrily ordered the timekeeper to ring the bell as Ringmistress snuck up from under the ring and nearly caved Katrina's head in with a chair.

Arley Kirk: Disgusting. Absolutely disgusting. Excuse us.

With that, KTPG angrily whip off the headsets and make a beeline for Lady Death and Tyson Law, the crowd booing loudly as Ringmistress snuck back under the ring.

Andrew Payne: Risa brawling with Lady Death! Arley brawling with Tyson! What a shambles!

Miranda Augustino: The ref has lost control of this! And it's only getting better!

There's a cheer from the fans as Arley caught a wild punch from Tyson and swung underneath, while Lady Death appeared to be lifting Risa up for The Inevitable End, but..

Andrew Payne: COMET 2 from Belmont out of nowhere!

Miranda Augustino: AK-95 ON Law! Dark Circus roll their asses outta here!

Arley and Risa are helped to their feet by Sammi and Katrina as they all band together, standing side by side as Tyson and Lady Death snarl and point at them all and issue threats which the music of Skillz Vendorz drowns out.

We go backstage to where Griffin and Emelie is in the locker room, there looks to be a white board with many things drawn on it. Griffin has a marker in hand as he goes over the plan.

Griffin Hawkins: Okay here is you...and here is me....

Emelie lifts her head to actually see this plan, due to her being short.

Emelie Sanclemente: Uh-huh...

Griffin Hawkins: Here's our opponents Adrianna and Sela...

He draws them on the other side with speech bubbles over their heads, Sela's reading "We r so dumb" and Adrianna's reading "yep".

Emelie then moves her head over to the left to see their opponents.

Emelie Sanclemente: Kinda rude in Addy's case, but OK.

Griffin Hawkins: And this is the ring...

He badly draws the ring, it looks more like a pool which confuses Emelie. Emelie simply cocks an eyebrow while looking at the ring-pool hybrid.

Emelie Sanclemente: Uhh... I think Sarah Sjöström would have something to say about that being a ring, but OK.

The Swede just shrugs.

Griffin Hawkins: Now what we are up against are two volatile women who hate one another so much..so they're not exactly looking forward to teaming together...so, with the way they bicker...that should give us the advantage.

Emelie Sanclemente: This is true... of course, nothing's guaranteed, and I still love Adrianna to death no matter what, but you're also not wrong with any of that.

Griffin Hawkins: That's...one of the drawbacks of this match, I know this puts you in an awkward situation...

Emelie Sanclemente: It does. No matter what she's going through, I love Addy and wish her the best. But I wouldn't be worth my weight in salt if I didn't wrestle her with all I've got.

Sanclemente pauses for a second.

Emelie Sanclemente: But Sela on the other hand? I have unfinished business with her anyway, so I have no qualms about taking her. I'm... sure you don't either.

Griffin Hawkins: Not at all, she already made it clear that she's gunning for my top spot..I already know what to expect from her, but Adrianna...she's a whole different cat, I think she made it clear that she doesn't care for me very much.

Emelie Sanclemente: You're aware Sela's not the only one gunning for your top spot. I am the number one contender to your title, after all.

Emelie points to Griffin's Undisputed Championship, pausing for just long enough to let it sink in that after this, Emelie's got next for Griffin's title.

Emelie Sanclemente: That said, I feel like I know what to expect from Sela too. But Addy's been different since what happened with her fiancee in DPW...

Griffin Hawkins: I understand...whatever she's going through, I'm sure it'll pass eventually...on the subject of you and me, I respect you for challenging me face to face for the title..over the last few months I've had nothing but crazy cult leaders jump me from behind all so they can get my attention..at least I won't have to worry about you going their route.

Emelie Sanclemente: I've never done that before, and I never would do it after. I don't get why anyone would do it, either. But, hey... let's save it for the pay-per-view, yeah? We've got a tag match to win.

Griffin Hawkins: Damn right...we'll focus on the match later. Just because our opponents can't get along don't mean we won't be able to either. We'll make a hell of a team.

They continue going over the battle plan as we head back to the ring.
Thea Crawford: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first….

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 with the United States Championship in hand 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.

Thea Crawford: From Tucson, Arizona. Weighing in at 147lbs! She is the NFW United States Champion! The Underground Queen...SELA...RICA...LARK!!!

“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’”

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.

Thea Crawford: And...her tag team partner!

The lights in the arena flicker out. The video wall comes to life with an image of Earth in from space as Porcelain And The Tramps "King Of The World" begins to play As it does, the vignette depicts a flaming meteor hurtling towards the planet.

My pain filled drama queen is always creeping at your bed

Getting ready to buy you out

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

Cause we all know, what goes around comes around

Should've known what I was all about

Do not test me

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

'Cause I'm the fucking king of the world

Get on you knees

I'm the fucking king of the world

Do as I please

So get up and get out and I'll show you

What it takes for me to control you

'Cause I'm the fucking king of the world

In the pitch black arena, lights on the stage come on, flashing and flickering. They illuminate a silhouette standing calmly in a hooded vest. Due to the lights positioning, all we see is the solid black outline, obscuring the lights behind it. As the chorus hits, the lights switch, coming on to light up the stage and ramp in a soft white but still leaving the arena dark. We see the figure in detail now as Adrianna Salvatore lifts her head and stares down at the ring from under her hood. She has that same sneer on her face as in her vignette. Only this time, her appearance has taken on a drastic change as she wears face paint in the design of a skull and her eyes are an eerie, solid white. Fans pop loudly as they remember this to be a throwback to when she first signed with NFW. Adrianna’s scowl is menacing. Terrifying. She steps forward, approaching the ring with a calm sense of purpose in her steps.

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

Thea Crawford: "From Brooklyn, New York!! She is the Queen of Anarchy...the King of the World….ADRIIIAAANNAAAAAAAAA....SALVAAAAAAAATOOOOOOOREEEEEEEEE!!!!!"

Miranda Augustino: Uhhhhh, Andy?! What am I looking at?!

Andrew Payne: Something that could be very bad, Miranda. Very bad!

Miranda Augustino: What did she do to herself?!

Andrew Payne: I don’t think it’s what she did. I’d dare say - and I may catch shit for this - it’s what other people have done. If you expand your horizons to other companies, you’ll know what I’m talking about.

Miranda Augustino: Oh this is bad news, Andy. This is Bad. Fucking. News!!

Andrew Payne: If you’re name is across from Adrianna’s on the card, it could very well be….

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

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

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

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

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

After Griffin's entrance is done, Emelie Sanclemente's music hits.

"This spell you've got on meee!
It's like magic!
Got me feelin' like I'm fallin' in love.
Got me feelin' like I'll never give up on...
Got me feelin' like I'll never give up on yooou!
It's like magic!"

But Emelie doesn't come out just yet. Her theme fully kicks in and out comes the #1 Contender to the Undisputed Championship on top of a 7-foot tall robot on one big wheel, with a hot dog on a stick in it's left hand and a hat on it's head. The crowd loses their mind at Emelie's appearance on this thing.

Thea Crawford: "And his tag team partner, from Santa Monica, California by way of Ronneby, Sweden, weighing in at 100 pounds... EMELIIIIIIIE, SAAANCLEMENTEEEEEEE!"

The crowd, once again, cheers wildly for the young Swede. Griffin can't help but laugh at this, knowing full well he's the reason Emelie's doing this at all.

Andrew Payne: "What the heck is Emelie riding on?"

Miranda Augustino: "A brick joke. She's riding on a brick joke. Griffin started this on Twitter about a week ago when this match was announced... now, everyone's forgotten about it until just now, and Em probably thinks this is actually the champ's strategy."

Andrew Payne: "What, using a robot against two of the most dangerous women on Trauma in Adrianna and Sela?"

Miranda Augustino: "Exactly!"

Andrew Payne: "I don't think Emelie believes that for a second! She wouldn't dare use a weapon against a friend of hers in Adrianna, and she didn't need one against Sela when she nearly ripped the United States Title away from her."

Miranda Augustino: "I'm just sayin', Drewski, if it doesn't come into play in some way, I owe you a Lincoln."

Emelie unmounts from her noble robotic steed at ringside, taking the robot's hot-dog-on-a-stick before greeting Griffin in the ring, chewing away at the hot dog. Emelie offers Griffin a bite, but he refuses before Emelie finishes it off. The bell rings to start the match.

~DING DING DING~

Sela and Emelie start the match off for their teams as they circle the ring. The two of them lock up and Sela immediately just tosses the smaller woman away, causing Emelie to land on her butt on the mat. Sela laughs as she looks down at Emelie. Emelie gets back up to her feet and locks up with Sela one more time before she goes behind and puts the United States Champion into a waist lock that is quickly reversed by Sela into a wrist lock and an arm wringer before she takes the shoulder of Emelie and drives the joint right into her own shoulder, causing Emelie to grab at her arm and shoulder for a moment. Sela then begins to deliver a series of chops to Emelie, backing her up into the corner. She delivers a few more chops before backing up and going to charge in. As she does, Emelie is able to get a boot up and Sela stumbles back, giving Emelie an opening. As she climbs to the middle turnbuckle, she launches herself and delivers a dropkick that sends Sela to the mat. Sela looks angry as she goes to get up and Adrianna reaches out and tags herself into the match. The look on her face is one of absolute lack of emotion and of absolute focus. She shoves her way past Sela as Emelie immediately goes to her corner and tags Griffin into the match.

Griffin comes in and as he does, goes right at Adrianna who delivers a stiff forearm right to the jaw of the Undisputed Champion who is stunned for a moment. Adrianna continues though, grabbing Griffin and delivering a butterfly suplex before grabbing him and delivering a Hell’s Bells. She does it again and again, causing Emelie to step in and get up in Adrianna’s face and try and talk to her friend, seeing this new to her, old to the fans side of her. Adrianna though, just looks at Emelie and shoves her away, causing Emelie to look up and sigh as she stands back up and comes at Adrianna only to be swatted away again and then taken down with a release German suplex that causes Emelie to hit face first into the mat. As Adrianna gets back up though, Sela is able to reach in and slap the back of Adrianna tagging herself back into the match. As this happens, Adrianna turns around and the two of them begin to argue a little bit. This gives Griffin a chance to recover and Emelie tags into the match. As the two of them are arguing, they turn around, Adrianna being hit with a Shot in the Dark that sends her over the top rope and Emelie comes in, delivering Clint Eastwood to Sela before delivering the split legged corkscrew moonsault and picking up the win for her team.

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Here are your winners, Griffin Hawkins and Emelie Sanclemente!

Andrew Payne: Those two pulled it out. They were able to win tonight, but next week, they’ll be opponents.

Miranda Augustino: Meanwhile, Sela and Adrianna look like they’re ready to just tear each other apart. And damnit, Andy, I owe you a Lncoln.

Winner: Griffin Hawkins & Emelie Sanclemente
Result: Pinfall

Thea Crawford: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Out of nowhere, the lights cut out without a single, solitary, warning, as if the whole display had been suddenly, and violently, yanked out. Cue that titantron lighting right up with nothin’ more than a picture of a big igloo with the words “Fuck around and find out” right below it, before red, white, and blue fireworks promptly fire off down the ramp like mortars going off, exploding in the air. The lights come on, significantly more dimmed than before as that music hits.

“Never know when someone come and try to take my life,

I been sleeping with the .44 like every night.

In the whip I pray to God I don't see flashing lights,

God damn they right behind me.”

There it was, the titantron letting off with red and blue flashing lights, the sound of gunfire erupting across the P.A. as Van Owen hit the stage in his black boots an’ jeans, his white wifebeater and faded red and black Hawaiian shirt. Not a single fuck was given as he walked to the top of the ramp and started that slow descent down towards the ring, hands by his sides, eyes on the ring. He wasn’t wavering, he wasn’t thinking twice. If the man had a doubt in his head, you couldn’t read it on his face.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts, U.S. of A., Van Owen!

“And I wake up everyday, I wake up everyday with this anxiety

And they know where I stay

Got "Van Owen" on my plates

And they following me.”

At his right shoulder? Was Shane Sanders, his manager, hanging just behind him as she kept a watchful eye on her client, stone faced despite the flair around them. She clearly wasn’t moved by the excitement, even as Van Owen trekked down in front of her, not stopping until he reached the ring.

Two hundred bands under the floor of kitchen

A little more up in the walls and the ceiling

Even family and friends started switching

Ever since I got that check, seen 'em itchin'.”

Walking up those steel stairs, while Shane moved off to the side, Van Owen stepped through the ropes, going over the second one but beneath the top. Turnin’ around, he moved to the nearest Turnbuckle and mounted the second one, throwing both hands up to the crowd erupting in uproarious cheers and boos alike.

"Eyes open, I see you, I'm watching you, yeah.

More people wanna be, you don't trust no one.

Tell me why I can't get no relief,

wonderin' when they'll come for me.

A paranoid man makes paranoid plans, I'll do what I can but it's out of my hands.

Struggling just to find my peace."

The arena lights go out and “Black No. 1 (Little Miss Scare-all)” by Type-O Negative starts playing. A white spotlight outlines “Salem’s Forgotten Daughter” Bronwyn Good. She is standing with her back facing the ring and her entrance attire hood up. She holds that pose as the lyrics start.

“She's in love with herself

She likes the dark

On her milk white neck

The Devil's mark

It's all Hallows Eve

The moon is full

Will she trick or treat

I bet she will”

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

Thea Crawford: And his opponent, from Salem, Massachusetts, Bronwyn Good!

“She's got date at midnight

With Nosferatu

Oh baby, Lilly Munster

Ain't got nothing on you

Well when I called her evil

She just laughed

And cast that spell on me

Boo Bitch Craft”

She jumps down as the lights slowly rise. She takes off her hood and vest and hands them off as she waits for the match to start.

~DING DING DING~

Van Owen and Bronwyn come out of the gate, ready for a fight with one another. Bronwyn came out strong though, getting Van Owen to get a little out of his element when she began to pick up the pace of the match early on. Bronwyn sped up the match, hitting the ropes, dodging anything Van Owen threw, delivering a dropkick that sent the man to the mat. Bronwyn continued pressuring Van Owen, She continued it, catching Van Owen off guard with a Magistral Cradle that resulted in a very close near fall. The two get back up to their feet and as Bronwyn went for a shotgun dropkick, Van Owen put on the brakes, but Bronwyn was able to quickly get back up to her feet and deliver a series of Japanese arm drags before hitting him with a tornado DDT. This caused Van Owen to roll out of the ring and get his bearings back together, but that didn’t stop Bronwyn as she hit the ropes and came flying over the top rope with a tope con hilo that causes Van Owen to crash to the floor below. Bronwyn stands up, grabbing Van Owen. She takes him, looking to send him into the ring steps, but Van Owen is able to reverse it and sends Bronwyn shoulder first into the steps. Van Owen comes over, picking the witch up and as he goes for a discus elbow, but Bronwyn was able to dodge it and deliver Burn the Witch out on the floor! She picks Van Owen up and rolls him into the ring before climbing to the top rope where she looks to deliver a 450 splash, but Van Owen is able to pulls his knees up and drive them right into the midsection of Bronwyn.

Van Owen uses the ropes, helping himself up to his feet as he picks Bronwyn up as well and begins to turn things around in his favor. He sends Bronwyn into the ropes, and as she comes off them, Van Owen leaps and delivers K.R.E.A.M. #1 that stuns Bronwyn. He follows it up by hitting the ropes and spinning, delivering a discus lariat that drives her to the mat. He continues pushing, picking Bronwyn up and delivering Vibe Check # 3 before sitting Bronwyn up and going for K.R.E.A.M # 2, but Bronwyn ducks out and grabs Van Owen, rolling him up for a nearfall. This only seems to bring out more of Van Owen as he picks Bronwyn up, sending her into the ropes again, this time delivering a discus punch that drops her. He picks her up, again delivering Vibe Check # 3 before grabbing Bronwyn and this time, hitting the Viiiiibe Check! He hooks the leg and the referee counts the three.

~DING DING DING~

Andrew Payne: Another impressive win for Van Owen tonight.

Miranda Augustino: This guy is going to be a force on Trauma.


Thea Crawford: The following contest is a tag team scheduled for one fall! Introducing first….

Bullet For My Valentine’s cover of “No Easy Way Out” fills the arena as the crowd begins to cheer the signs come out. The cheers soar even higher as the lyrics start and River Chance comes walking through the curtain, all business. Ready and focused. Cool as a cucumber. While she receives a huge welcome from the crowd, the young woman simply looks around at them without much of a reaction outside of an innocent, sweet little smile. Just a faint one visible on her lips as she checks her wrist tape and starts down towards the ring at a calm but brisk walk.

Thea Crawford: From Ann Arbor, Michigan, weighing in at 170lbs! RIVER...CHANCE!!!!

Remaining calm, and actually almost emotionless, River Chance reaches the ring and climbs the steps, entering the ring before coming to the center of the ring. Here, is where she shows more personality and smirks sweetly to the audience, flexing her muscular arms. As her music fades, River moves to her corner, pulling on the ropes and doing some last minute warmup to stay loose.

With two quick taps of a cymbal, the lights flash before Xandu’s cover of Megurine Luka’s “Angel Bullet” rips through the speakers of the arena. The rest of the lights go out, leaving the audience shrouded in darkness as an eerie purple light illuminates the ring itself. The stage and ramp are lit up with plain white lights, violently flashing in sync with the music. As Xandu’s first guttural shriek pierces the ears of the audience, the lights take on a more intense flashing, adding a purple hue among the whites. The crowd waits in anticipation as smoke fills the entryway as the roar of the lyrics flows from the speakers, assaulting the ears of those present. The camera focuses intently on the entryway as the inner lights come on and, combined with the smoke, give off an almost ethereal, heavenly appearance. The video wall is alight with the visage of bloody barb wire and the name “草由紀子”. The screen flickers violently as the first verse of the song continues on through the arena.

At the pre-chorus, the wall of light within the entryway is disturbed by the visage of a black silhouette. Then, as the main chorus hits, the silhouette emerges from the entryway, coming into view to reveal Angel Kusanagi. Sleeveless robe over her gear, with her hood drawn up over her hood. We see her expression though is, as always, cold and utterly hateful towards everyone present. Her mouth twists into an angry, disgusted scowl as she lowers her head but keeps her eyes aimed at the ring. Her battleground. Angel holds her position on the stage throughout the chorus and when the second verse begins, she shifts forward and begins her walk down the ramp. She completely ignores the fans in the front row, throwing jeers and boos at her. That which she sees as nothing more than scum beneath her. Angel moves methodically but with a sense of purpose as she approaches the ring. As she reaches the ring, she circles around to the opposite side of where she approached and stands on the apron, turning her head to sneer towards the fans again. Despite the sour attitude she gives off, she wipes her feet on the apron before entering the ring through the top and middle ropes at the return of the chorus.

Thea Crawford: And her tag team partner! Weighing in at 125 pounds, from Osaka, Japan! ANGEL..KUSAAAAAANAGIIIII!!

As her name is announced, she comes to stand in the center of the ring, continuing to just glare hatefully at any and everyone. One hand comes up to unclasp the buckle on her coat before he peels the hood back and slides the garment off of her body, dropping it to the floor for the ringside attendant to take while she goes to her corner and uses the ropes to get some stretching in. Finally, she turns towards the ramp with that ever hateful expression and calmly waits for the match to begin. She also directs it towards River, even.

Thea Crawford: And...their opponents!

Disturbeds "Indestructible" hits and as the siren blares red strobe lights spin, the guitar riff kicks in and Janet Jacobs steps out with Johanna and Mai on either side, she smiles and points to the ring sending Mai and Johanna down ahead of her, they both jump onto the apron and help- Janet up before sitting on the middle rope lowering it for Janet before getting in themselves.

Thea Crawford: At a combined weight of 170lbs! Being accompanied to the ring by Janet Jacobs! Johanna Krieger...and...Mai Blackman. They are...MARTIAL...LAW!!!!

~DING DING DING~

With Janet Jacobs on the outside of the ring, Mai Blackman and Johanna Krieger conferred in their corner before it was decided that Mai would start off the match. Across the ring, River Chance looked like she was willing to start off but Angel Kusanagi blocked her path and shouted in Japanese and Broken English, pointing to the apron, seemingly telling her to get back and let her start. River put up little to no argument and simply nodded to her one-off tag partner. As the match finally got underway, Mai and Angel circled around the ring with Angel glaring intensely at her in-ring opponent. This amused Mai more than anything as she liked the fire and she started taunting Angel verbally. Angel came out of her ready stance, stopped circling and started taunting back in Japanese before spitting at Mai’s feet. The crowd ooh’ed as Mai looked at Johanna and Janet over in their corner, cracking a grin and pointed to Angel like “you believe this bitch?” When she turned back, however, Angel had more spit for her and launched it right into her face! The crowd reacted louder as Mai flew into a hot rage and swung an elbow for Angel. It wasn’t wild or uncalculated. Just full of anger, but Angel ducked underneath and started laying into Mai with stiff kicks to the hips and legs. When Mai tried to go for a block, catching one of Angel’s legs, Angel hit an enziguri, popping her across the side of the head. Mai went down and Angel popped up, running right over to Martial Law’s corner with a guttural shriek and hit Johanna Krieger with a forearm, knocking her off the apron. As Janet Jacobs began to yell up at Angel, the hot headed Japanese woman promptly leaned over the ropes and spit right in the manager’s face before throwing her the finger and taunting her in her mother tongue. Janet Jacobs looked FURIOUS! Angel returned her attention to Mai Blackman, staying on her with stomps and kicks, clobbering the former Bounty Hunter with brutal Strong Style strikes before hitting a Snapmare, a kick to the chest and a running Shooting Star for a near pinfall but Blackman kicked out. Huffing angrily, Kusanagi got to her feet and as Mai started getting up onto a knee, Angel ran to the ropes but as she turned to come off them, Johanna Krieger was back on the apron and drove a knee up into her back. Angel staggered and Blackman capitalized, running in for a stiff European Uppercut that rocked Angel before grabbing her and throwing the Japanese woman over her head in a Belly to Belly Suplex.

This turned the tables for Martial Law as Mai proceeded to lay into Angel with her unique Systema style of martial arts, striking her with quick jabs, knees and elbows and keeping her under control with submission maneuvers that made it seem as though she was trying to literally pull her apart. After Angel proved to not be willing to give up to anything Mai locked her into, Mai just grinned and threw her into Martial Law’s corner where she moved in and proceeded to stomp the living hell out of Kusanagi. As the ref got to 4, Mai stopped and tagged in Johanna. The two switched places and Johanna went right to stomping away at Angel until 4 where...she tagged Mai right back in, allowing her tag partner to resume stomping away. They did this for about three rotations before things settled on Johanna being legal in the ring. She immediately worked Angel into a corner with a Muay Thai Clutch and began driving knees into her ribs. Johanna clearly had the power advantage here but Angel had the resiliency, doing her best to withstand what she was pelted with, even goading Johanna on while feeding her Strong Style strikes in exchange to what Johanna hit her with. As Johanna began to strike more aggressively, Angel began to find that anger inside her and started just eating shots until her and Krieger began firing back and forth with shots to the jaws. Angel’s tenacity won this exchange as she fought back with a feint forearm, switched into a kick to the knee of Johanna before picking her up and driving her into the mat with a Cradle DDT! As both women laid out on the mat, River Chance stuck her hand in, desperately asking for a tag in to help her partner. Angel, surprisingly, crawled over to her corner while Johanna tried crawling towards Mai who was holding her hand out as well with Janet Jacobs slapping the mat to amp her up. Make it to the corner!

Angel reached her corner first aaaaaaand HOT TAG TO RIVER CHANCE!! The daughter of Knight Chance hurried into the ring and ran over, catching Johanna Krieger around the waist before she could reach Mai Blackman. SNAP GERMAN SUPLEX!!! Mai Blackman threw the rulebook aside and jumped into the ring, running at River as she got to her feet. River ducked a clothesline, Mai turned and River grabbed her. OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY!! Right into the corner, Mai crashed and burned to the mat. Johanna got to her feet, spun River around and went for a strike, River ducked and NAILED her with a lariat! Johanna popped up to her feet. River nailed her with another lariat! Johanna popped up. THIRD lariat! Johanna popped up and came off the ropes but River caught her in a POWERSLAM counter for a nearfall but Mai Blackman dove in and broke it up! She then started attacking River Chance but River managed to fight back, whipped her into the ropes and clotheslined her over the top rope. Janet Jacobs got up on the apron, however to distract River as best as she could. River stepped up to talk her down but didn’t look the least bit angry about it. It did the trick, however and Johanna Krieger made it up and hit River with a chop block behind the knee! She pulled River back from the ropes then, catching her into a Saito Suplex, drilling her into the mat. As she picked River up to her feet she laid into her with some more shots and brutal holds before backing her into Martial Law’s corner and tagging in Mai. The two whipped River off of the ropes, going for stereo superkicks but River caught the top rope, stopping herself and left Martial Law having to stop short before she charged in and nailed them both with a double clothesline that took all three of them down. On the apron, Angel Kusanagi bounced on her heels, slapping the turnbuckle and holding a hand out for River to come tag her in. The crowd popped as it appeared River and Angel were actually working together against what was becoming a tyrannical tag team on Trauma. River crawled her way over while the ref ushered Johanna out of the ring and Mai started to recover from the 170lb woman’s clothesline that flat out knocked her on her ass. River crawled over to her corner, reached out, and her fingers just almost touched her partner’s when....Angel pulled her hand back and dropped off the apron, throwing River two middle fingers with a cold scowl on her face. River laid there on her front, realizing the ruse as Angel turned and walked up the ramp to a booing audience. Realizing she was alone and outnumbered, River closed her eyes, even looking frustrated for a brief second as she took a deep breath, dug deep and got to her feet to see Mai standing there waiting for her with a malicious grin through her mouth guard. Outside the ring, Janet Jacobs and Johanna Krieger were giving River feigned shocked expressions. While they had nothing to do with it, it didn’t mean they weren’t amused as all hell by it. The last show of Angel showed the woman walking up to the stage, pulling off her hand wraps and disappearing through the curtain.

The rest of the match was exhilarating and painful to watch all at once as River Chance was left to take on both members of Martial Law by herself. It was now a two on one handicap match but it didn’t stop the doll faced powerhouse from going at them with everything she had. In fact, at first, she seemed to fight even harder than before, throwing hammering blows into Mai Blackman and beating the woman out in the power game by catching her in a variety of suplexes and stiff lariats. Mai got a tag into Johanna Krieger and the terrifying German came in like a freight train but so did River, ducking under a spinning heel kick and taking her down with a Lou Thesz Press and began laying forearms to her. Johanna covered up with an MMA guard and managed to get River off of her. As River started to pull her up, Johanna was chided for thumbing her in the eye by the referee. She shrugged it off and went back to laying into River again like she had before. A moment later, she tagged Mai Blackman in and the two finally hit their stereo superkicks before Mai covered River for a nearfall at 2.9, which got a pop from the crowd. Mai pulled River back up and laid into her with more Systema and Krav Maga strikes but River exploded out of the corner and started to fight back with brutal forearms over and over and over. The crowd started a “LET’S GO RIVER” chant. River ran off of the ropes but Mai was ready for her, popping her into the air and as she came down - CHICAGO KISS!!! The headbutt rocked River and Mai stepped in, dragging her to the mat and cinched in her Modified Sitting Fujiwara Armbar. River put so much torque on the arm, River actually voiced her pain as she writhed to try and reach the ropes. She finally did but Mai held on for the count of 4 before letting her go and dragged her over to Martial Law’s corner where Johanna slapped her back to tag in. The two delivered a double superplex to River which she still kicked out of as Krieger went for the cover. It took more stiff strikes and twisting of her limbs by the German before Janet Jacobs called for them to end it for good. Johanna tagged Mai in again and the two stood in opposite corners as River dragged herself to her feet, defiant in her uphill battle. The two ran in at the same time. Mai hit a low sweep kick while Johanna hit a spinning leg lariat, violently dropping River with TOTAL ELIMINATION! This finally did the trick to keep her down as Mai made the cover and the referee counted the pinfall 1...2...3!

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Here are your winners! Johanna Krieger...Mai Blackman...MARTIAL...LAW!!!!

Miranda Augustino: This team is badass, ain’t they Andy? They know how to get shit done!

Andrew Payne: Easy to say when it turns into a handicap match! Angel Kusanagi just walked out on her tag team partner!

Miranda Augustino: Can’t say I’m surprised but look at River! She still put up one fuck of a fight and held her own!

Andrew Payne: That she did. I’ll bet her old man’s proud of her. I know I am.

River was helped out of the ring by the referee before she thanked him and made her exit by herself as Janet Jacobs stood in the ring between Johanna and Mai, raising her team’s arms in victory while Disturbed’s “Indestructible” boomed through the arena.


Thea Crawford: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

The main lights go dark as Red and Blue spotlights swirl around the ringside area. They all come together on the stage as Noah Leota emerges. He raises his right arm high into the sky, then quickly drops it and begins walking down the ramp confidently. Noah scales up the turnbuckle and raises his arm once more. This time dropping it then hopping into the ring from the turnbuckle. Once in the ring he goes down to one knee and stares out into the crowd with a confident smirk etched across his face.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first! From Honolulu, Hawaii, residing in Los Angeles, California! Weighing in at 202lbs! He is The New Spectacular One! NOAH...LEOTTA!!!!!

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

Thea Crawford: His opponent! From Brighton, England! Weighing in at 210lbs! He is the Premier Bad Boy! DENNIS...STOWAND!!!!

~DING DING DING~

Dennis Stowand and Noah Leotta came out of their corners, shaking hands and nodding to each other before circling the ring, eyes on each other.

Andrew Payne: Great sportsmanship by these two. I love that shit.

Miranda Augustino: This one’s gonna be good Andy! I thi---

When Miranda was in the middle of speaking, the lights to the arena went completely out just as Stowand and Leotta went to lock up. The crowd began to buzz with confusion. Phone lights could be seen coming on.

Miranda Augustino: Fuck’s going on, Andy?! They kill the power or something?

Andrew Payne: Just the lights, I think. My monitor’s still on and I still hear you through my headse---

Now it was Andrew Payne getting cut off as the lights came back on. The crowd let out a startled reaction as Dennis Stowand and Noah Leotta looked around, not yet seeing ADRIANNA SALVATORE poised on the corner, ready to strike. From the looks of her, she had since showered up from her tag match. Her face freshly painted again, but this time she only wore baggy sweat pants, chucks and a black muscle shirt with the visage of a cobra’s head hissing out at the viewers. She was hunched down low, holding onto the rope with those eerie, white eyes staring right at the two men.

Andrew Payne: HOLY SH-- WHAT THE HELL?!

Miranda Augustino: THE FUCK’S ADRIANNA DOING BACK OUT HERE?!

Andrew Payne: I was told she left already! WATCH OUT!!

As the two competitors in the ring turned, Adrianna Salvatore launched herself out of the corner like a bullet from a gun. Dennis Stowand barely got out of the way and Adrianna NAILED Noah Leotta with the MOAB Launch, proverbially breaking him in half.

~DING DING DING~

Miranda Augustino: AYYYYEEE!!! DIOS MIO, CABRON!!!!!

Adrianna came up onto one knee, staring down at Noah with no remorse before getting up to her feet. From behind her, Dennis Stowand went into fight or flight mode, choosing the former as he grabbed Adrianna by the arm, spun her around and smashed her in the jaw with a forearm. Her head snapped to the side and she stumbled back a couple steps, eyes on the mat. The white eyes, face painted woman just lifted her head to the Englishman...and smiled. A smile made eerie by the appearance of her features.

Miranda Augustino: Ohhhhhh, Andy what the fuuuuuuuuck?!

Andrew Payne: The Queen of Anarchy...Miranda...has risen!

Adrianna Salvatore stepped towards Dennis Stowand who threw another shot at her. This time, she blocked it with her forearm and lunged forward, rocking him with a headbutt right to the face! As he staggered, she wrapped his arm around the back of her neck, wrapped her arm around his and seized his tights. The 150lb female powerhouse hoisted the 210lb man up, damn near effortlessly and DRILLED him down to the mat!

Andrew Payne: GROUND ZERO TO DENNIS STOWAND!!!

Miranda Augustino: But….but...FUCKING WHY?!

“King of the World” by Porcelain And The Tramps kicked in at the bridge as Adrianna Salvatore rose back up onto one knee and just looked around with an empty expression at the shocked audience. As she rose to stand over Dennis and Noah, she slowly lifted her arms up. Fans thought she was going for her metal horns pose but a rising roar came from them as she brought her hands together, thumbs and index fingers extended to form a simple circle above her head.

Miranda Augustino: ….Do I even wanna know what that means?

Andrew Payne: No...no you don’t. I just hope this isn’t going where I think it is….

“King of the World” continued as Adrianna casually left the ring, making her way up the ramp and disappearing backstage without so much as looking back at the carnage she’d left in the ring.


Thea Crawford: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Amelia's entrance theme, “Roar” by Katy Perry, starts playing as Amelia rushes through the crowd slapping every hand she can get ahold of. She jumps over the barricade and into the ring. She waves to all the people in the crowd as she gets ready for her impending match.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, from Wales, in the United Kingdom! Weighing in at 115lbs! She is the Queen of Positivity! AMELIA...HOGAN!!!!

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

Thea Crawford: "Her opponent! Making her way to the ring, from Los Angeles, California. Weighing in at 130lbs...the Red Queen...ERIN...MERCER!"

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

~DING DING DING~

As the bell rang, both women came out of their corners. Amelia, all sweet, adorable smiles as Erin just wore a look of disdain on her face for the bubbly attitude of her opponent. Still, Amelia offered a handshake before beginning the match, even lightly coaxing Erin to be a sport and shake her hand. Erin finally smirked, looking like she was going to relent. She reached out her hand...but quickly brought it up in a “psyche” notion. Before Amelia could get a word out, Erin’s other hand shot up and SLAPPED her across the cheek. Amelia tightened her lips, turning away from her opponent as she tried her damndest to keep her temper under control. She finally took a deep breath and nodded, before stepping back over to Erin, slapping her right back across the face so hard, it popped louder than Erin’s slap. This got a surprised reaction from the crowd as Erin looked back at her, smiling. The Red Queen stepped right up to the Queen of Positivity, pressing their foreheads together as she started to talk trash, asking if that’s how she wanted it. Amelia was telling her, yes. She wasn’t going to stand for Erin’s attitude. Erin responded by grabbing her around the back of the head and blasting her with a forearm to the jaw. Amelia responded with one of her own before following up with a spinning back fist and starting to back Erin into the corner. She broke off at the ref’s count of 2 but only to run across the ring to the other corner and come charging right back in with a flying hip attack, followed by a bulldog takedown to Erin. Erin kicked out of a nearfall and Amelia stepped back, waiting, hitting her with a high speed roundhouse kick as she started getting to her feet.

Amelia dominated the first few minutes of the match with her stiff kicks and aerial acrobatics; keeping Erin on her toes with springboard kicks and hurricanranas. Things took a turn for her worse, however, as Amelia got Erin on the outside of the apron and went for a suplex but Erin hit a Hot Shot across the top rope. As Amelia stepped back towards the ropes, still rocked, Erin grabbed her by the legs and pulled her out of the ring, beginning to lay into her with forearms and straight up fists which got her a warning from the ref. Erin did relent but only to ram Amelia’s face into the table where she grabbed Miranda Augustino’s bottle of water and mock toasted it to her before taking a big sip. She then proceeded to pour the rest of it over Amelia Hogan’s head, soaking down her hair. As Amelia pushed herself up to scowl at Erin, The Red Queen spit the water in her mouth out, spraying Amelia right in the face! The referee began to count as Erin Mercer hit a snap suplex on Amelia right onto the floor. She then picked the Queen of Positivity up and threw her over the barricade into the front row before climbing back into the ring at the count of 7. The referee continued counting up. Amelia Hogan reappeared from behind the barricade at the count of 12. She pulled herself to her feet and toppled over to ringside at 15. Finally, right after the count of 19, she was on her feet, sliding back into the ring. This infuriated Erin Mercer and she dragged Amelia up by her hair to the ref’s scolding. Erin ignored him and just hit a Swinging Leg DDT on Hogan, planting her head into the mat before standing up and going for her signature move of dipping low and doing a pop-lock n’ drop dance before delivering a beautiful standing moonsault---BUT Amelia got her knees up as Erin came down and her ribs crashed down, stopping the Red Queen’s momentum short. Amelia pulled herself up quickly as Erin did so on the ropes and moved fast, catching her and hitting Fly Amelia Fly (Tornado DDT). She went for a cover but only got a nearfall.

Amelia pressed her advantage more while she had it, nearly submitting her with a cross armbar before Mercer managed to reach the ropes with her foot. Amelia let go of Erin and went for the ropes, climbing to the turnbuckle when Bronwyn Good climbed up onto the apron to cause a distraction but Amelia kicked her in the face, sending her to the floor. This was all the opening Erin needed, however as she ran into the ropes, causing Amelia to fall onto the turnbuckle and down to the mat. Erin pulled Amelia to the center of the ring, made the setup aaaaand...RED DEATH RIGHT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!! Erin went for the cover - 1...2… - but suddenly got up out of the pin, shaking her head and scowled at the audience before looking down at Amelia and telling her how she told her she was going to take her legs. Erin Mercer stood up, grabbed Amelia by the feet and locked in the Chemical Wedding (Inverted Sharpshooter). Amelia fought and struggled through the pain as best she could, trying to get to the ropes but Erin let out a guttural shriek of rage as she lowered herself down closer to the mat, adding more pressure to Hogan’s legs and back until the blue haired was screaming in agony! Amelia Hogan had no choice but to desperately tap the mat and submit.

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner! ERIN...MERCEEEEER!!!!!

Andrew Payne: Okay she won the match. Now, Erin needs to let go! Get her to let go, ref!

Miranda Augustino: She’s making a point, I think, Andy!

Erin Mercer held on the Chemical Wedding for about another fifteen seconds, making Amelia scream to the near point of tears before she obliged the ref and released her; opening her arms out to the booing audience. She waved dismissively at them, getting out of the ring and reconvening with Bronwyn Good where the two walked, arms around each other, up the ramp towards the back

Thea Crawford: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is your main even of the evening!

“Remember Me” (Fester Remix) begins to play as Anton comes out by himself and towards the ring. He grins as he walks down the ramp and slides into the ring, resting against the turnbuckle.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first...from Los Angeles, California. Representing House Crowley...The Demon Prince...ANTON...CROWLEY!!!!

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

~DING DING DING~

As the match started, Ringmistress stood on the apron, yelling at Anton, acting like the bratty child who is ready to throw a temper tantrum. Anton walks slowly towards her, but before he could do anything, Ringmaster comes up from behind and delivers a discus forearm to the back of the head that stuns Anton. Ringmistress hops down off the apron, laughing wickedly as Tia is seen on the other side, just glaring over at the woman. Ringmaster grabs Anton, sending him into the corner. Ringmaster comes charging in, delivering a corner splash before delivering a series of forearms into the corner. He then takes sweeps out the legs of Anton and backs up, getting a running start and driving a boot right to the face of the leader of House Crowley. Ringmistress is on the outside jumping for joy as she looks over and blows a kiss to Miranda. She then focuses back on the action as Ringmaster picks Anton up. He tosses him over the top rope and to the floor as this happens, he grabs the attention of the referee and when he does, Ringmistress begins to stomp at Anton and as she does that, Tia has seen enough and comes running over towards the woman, but as she does, Ringmistress immediately runs around the ring and cowers behind Miranda, sticking her tongue out at Tia, knowing that for now she was safe. The referee is finally able to see it as Tia stands there, just glaring at Ringmistress who is taunting her a little bit behind the commentator and her girlfriend. The referee tells Tia to get back into her corner and she glares back at him and does so eventually, allowing Ringmistress to come out from behind Miranda.

As this is going on, Ringmaster slides out of the ring, picking Anton up from the floor. He takes Anton and looks to drive him skull first into the ring post, but Anton is able to counter it and send Ringmaster into the ring post instead. Ringmaster’s head bounces off the post as Anton picks him up, grabbing Ringmaster by the arm and driving him shoulder first repeatedly into the post before sliding in and breaking up the referee’s count. He slides back out and grabs Ringmaster, driving him back first into the barricade before taking him and delivering a vertical suplex that causes Ringmaster to hit back first onto the edge of the ring. Anton finally picks Ringmaster up and rolls him into the ring. Anton steps up to the apron and as he goes to try and get back into the ring, Ringmistress is there, grabbing his ankle and holding him. As she does this, finally, Tia comes in, delivering a forearm that drops Ringmistress like a sack of potatoes. Miranda is seen immediately standing up and yelling at Tia who laughs and dances away. Anton comes back into the ring finally, but that momentary distraction was enough for Ringmaster to recover and as Anton steps through the ropes, he is met with a discus clothesline. He then picks Anton up, delivering a rolling elbow that drops Anton before coming down with another stiff elbow strike to the temple, hitting The Final Act and hooking the leg for the pin and the three count.

~DING DING DING~

As the bell sounds, Ringmaster stands up, walking over to his corner where he picks up his walking cane and starts to wail on Anton. The referee tries to break it up, but Ringmaster swings wildly at him, causing him to back off. Ringmaster continues the assault before Tia slides into the ring and pulls the weapon out of Ringmaster’s hand and delivers a shot of her own with it to the skull of Ringmaster that takes him down to a knee. As she winds up for another shot, Ringmistress is in the ring, hopping on the back of Tia, wrapping her arms around the woman and clawing for her eyes, causing Tia to drop the walking cane and grab Ringmistress by the hair and pull her over and onto the mat. Tia goes to hit her with Beso de Muerte, but before she can, Lady Death comes charging down the ramp and getting into the ring, getting right up into the face of Tia. The two square off, staring each other down before Lady Death delivers a snap DDT to Tia. As she goes to pick Tia up and deliver The Inevitable End, Iscariot XIII comes charging down and slides into the ring, turning Lady Death around and delivering a roundhouse kick that drops the woman.

Iscariot XIII stands over Lady Death as Leviathan comes out to join the House Crowley members. As he does, Tyson Law comes running down, getting up onto the ring apron. As Leviathan comes over, Tyson pulls off his mask, spitting the green mist right into the eyes of the monster and slingshotting into the ring, grabbing Iscariot XIII and delivering the Shaolin Destroyer on the man. Before anymore could happen, Isabella Santiago appears on the tron in her office.

Isabella Santiago: Enough! I will not have all of you tearing each other apart right now! These two groups want to go at it? Why don’t we have an eight person tag team match at March Mayhem, The Team of Anton Crowley, Iscariot XIII, Tia Santos, and Leviathan of House Crowley taking on Ringmaster, Lady Death, Tyson Law, and since she likes to get involved in matches so much, Ringmistress!

Ringmistress looks up, shock on her face as she hears the fact that she’s being forced to compete in a match at March Mayhem. You can see the look of concern on Miranda’s face too.

Miranda Augustino: She can’t do that! Kitten isn’t a wrestler!

Andrew Payne: She can do that, Miranda and she just did. These two factions are going to destroy each other at March Mayhem.

Miranda Augustino: This isn’t fair to Kitten!

Andrew Payne: See you next week as we head to Miami for March Mayhem!