March Mayhem! 3/28/20 Miami, Florida

Miranda Augustino: And welcome everyone to March Mayhem!

Andrew Payne: This is the very first brand exclusive Pay-per View and I can’t wait to call the action!

Miranda Augustino: Tonight is going to be insane! Every match will have a stipulation decided by the spin of a wheel!

Andrew Payne: That makes things unpredictable and hard for any competitor to prepare because you don’t know what’s coming.

Miranda Augustino: But my poor Kitten was put into a match by Isabella. She isn’t a wrestler!

Andrew Payne: This is what happens when you get involved one too many times in matches, Miranda.

Miranda Augustino: She’s just providing moral support!

Andrew Payne: If you say so. But let’s get to the action!
The first scene opens with a shot within the arena. A wheel can be seen in the middle of the ring. The lights go out with the opening riffs of Lindsey Stirling's "Heist" going over the speakers.

Player One Ready…

Game Start!

The lights come up with Cali-Kate in a rather elegant blue dress on stage. She carries with her the Wildcard briefcase and smiles at the audience. Unfortunately, tonight she can only give hugs instead of her usual interactions with the audience as she walks down the ramp.

Thea Crawford: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the hostess for March Mayhem, Ms. Wildcard, the Geekette Extraordinaire, CALI-KATE!

At ringside, she climbs up the steps and enters the ring. Thea hands her mic to Kate and they share a quick embrace before Thea leaves the ring. Kate poses in front of the wheel for a moment. As her music fades out, she brings the mic to her mouth.

Cali-Kate: What's up Miami?!

The audience celebrates back with her. She smiles and nods at the adulation, giving a sincere bow to the audience.

Cali-Kate: Thank you. Thank you all. NFW-verse, it's time for chaos. It's time for madness. It's time for MARCH MAYHEM! And as a special treat, there will be stipulations for every match tonight. Yes, every single damn match is going to be contested under some kind of condition or some kind of rule, or maybe no fucking rules at all. Can you get much more custom gaming than that?

The audience applauds and whoops for Kate.

Cali-Kate: Tonight is going to be very frantic. Because no one, but the Force, knows what the fuck their match is going to be like until this wheel has been spun. No fortune herr, just a wheel of mayhem. And as I understand it, our first bout tonight will be Erin Mercer versus Debby Haze. Let’s get the 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.

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

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

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

The referee had not yet called for the bell when Erin Mercer tried to blindside Debby Haze with a clothesline, but the disco diva scouted it by catching the arm and switching it up with a top wristlock. Mercer responded by locking one leg between Debby's and kneeing her several times in quick succession, dropping her to the mat as she clutched at her stomach. Mercer stomped on Debby's hand, and the crowd BOOO when she took advantage of Debby's pain reaction by simply punt kicking her in the face.

With Haze well and truly stunned, Erin grimaced evilly as she hooked in an Indian deathlock, yet Debby was able to reel her back and kick her away with a modified monkey flip. Both women back to their feet, Mercer with an arm drag attempt but it's intercepted by Haze who clung to the arm, spun her back around and sent her for an irish whip. Haze slid on her belly and forced Mercer to leap over her. Debby sprung back up and hit the ropes herself, Mercer ducking down for a backdrop but Haze excited the fans by rolling over her back and catching her with a high impact tornado DDT. Cover!

ONE

TWO

Mercer kicked out, and Debby immediately tried to drag her back to her feet but Erin Mercer responded with a flurry of elbows and forearms and then finally landing a jumping roundhouse, sending Debby reeling into the corner. Erin immediately followed up with a corner body splash, yet Debby rolled out of the way and Mercer ate turnbuckles! Kip up hurricanrana out of the corner, but Mercer managed to roll through with it and sweep Debby into a cradle, gaining another loud BOOO as she grabbed hold of the ropes for leverage, the ref seeing it and stopping the count before reprimanding Mercer. Erin angrily turned around and got right in the ref's face, screaming at him to do his job properly.

The fans grew more and more hype as Haze crept up behind her, hooking Erin's head and starting to run toward the corner, yet Mercer managed to duck and weave before nailing Haze with a quick uranage before transitioning into her Anaconda vise and dialing it in! Debby struggled valiantly before almost getting a foot to the ropes, Erin getting yet another BOOOO as she dragged her back to the middle. Haze began to fade as ,Mercer screamed at her to tap, dialing in the hold even more. Denny's body seemed to be motionless and the ref raised an arm up, the fans watching it immediately slump. He raised Haze's arm again, and a concerned buzz swept through the fans as it dropped a second time. On the third time, the fans EXPLODE as Debby holds her quivering arm up high, and begins to fight her way out of the hold with elbows, Mercer finally being forced to relent. Both women back up to their feet and a kick to the gut by Mercer, doubling Haze over. Mercer gives the signal and lifted Debby for what looked to be her RED DEATH, yet the fans let Debby well and truly have it when she managed to wriggle free! METEORA to Mercer!

ONE

TWO

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

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

Andrew Payne: Big win for Debby Haze here in Miami, everybody!!!

Miranda Augsutino: Not bad! Where’s Kitten?! I feel like dancing!

Amy Connors: Ladies and gentlemen, Sierra Silver!

Sierra jumps into frame. Her wide smile ever present on her face.

Sierra: What is up, Amy!

Amy Connors: Sierra, you are mere moments away from putting your Multiuniversal title on the line against Angel Kash. Take us through how you’re feeling.

Sierra: I’m feelin’ good! I’ve had one hell of a week and now I’m ready to cut loose and kick some ass!

Amy Connors: Do you want to say anything before heading out there?

Sierra: Hells yeah!

Connors passes the mic off to Silver. Sierra unstraps the title around her waist and drapes it over her shoulder.

Sierra: NFDub! I’ll be real with you, this might be the last time you see me here for a bit. Sister Sin’s got a pretty busy schedule. I just wanted to say that I am eternally grateful for y’all for welcoming me into your homes and making me feel so welcome! I want you to know how much it means to perform in front of all of you wonderful peeps! See this?

Silver pats the belt.

Sierra: This isn’t mine. It’s ours. This championship represents all of the people who were told you’ll never be anything. For the people who have been shut down or turned away. You’re stronger than any roadblock in your way. Keep pushing and never look back. You got this! And, as for my opponent, Angel… I hope you’re ready, cause ya girl’s comin’ to rob you blind!

Sierra walks out of frame and heads off to her match

Thea Crawford: The following contest is set for one fall or to a 40 minute time limit and it is for the Splat Multiverse Championship. Splat rules state there are no count outs and the title will change hands on an intentional disqualification.
The fans begin to boo loudly as "Superficial" by Heidi Montag hits over the public address system

It aint that easy, it aint that easy

it aint that easy, but it aint so hard

It aint that easy, it aint that easy

it aint that easy, but it aint so hard

As the lights dim and flash gold all over the arena, a lone spotlight forms at the entrance ramp as out from the back first steps Nigel Harrigton who stands in his butler outfit and a stoic look on his face. As seconds later in arrogant and exaggerated fashion, Angel Kash herself walks out as the fans boo loudly.

Hoppin' out the maserati

All I see is paparazzi

Snapping pictures for the

Front cover of a magazine

So I pose in everything I wear

Love to make the people stare

Always center of attention

Lookin' so bootylicious

Thea Crawford: She resides in the Hamptons of New York, this is Angel Kash!

Angel blows an arrogant kiss to the fans before doing a series of arrogant poses at the top of the ramp. She then says something to Nigel Harrington as they first go ahead, before the arrogant rich blonde bombshell does an arrogant supermodel like strut down to the ring, taunting the fans as she walks by them, before rudely sticking out her hand, and flipping her hair arrogantly as she brushes past the fans, not letting them even come close to touching her. She makes her way up the ring steps with Nigel Harrigton, holding her hand from the outside, as she yells at the ref to lower the ropes for her which he does.As she enters and poses in the center of the ring as the fans boo loudly. After that, she lays on the top turnbuckle nonchalantly taunting the fans as Todd hands her a mirror and she admires her beauty. Before stepping down and telling Nigel something who goes and grabs a mic from a stagehand and wipes it off thoroughly before handing it to his boss. Angel, then scans the crowd as the fans are greeting her with loud boos. Which causes her to put her hand on her hip and roll her eyes in annoyance. As she begins to speak in her normal arrogant tone.

Angel Kash: Now, before I take the Splat Multiverse title from Sierra Silver, and put it where it belongs around my waist. I got a few things to get off my chest, and because I am so nice and caring I have given you the people of the honor of not only being the ones who watch this great moment but also hear my mission statement.

The fans boo loudly as Angel rolls her eyes and huffs in disgust. Before speaking into the microphone in a bitchy tone.

Angel Kash: Oh shut up no one wants to hear you, commoners. Consider yourselves even lucky to even have this honor to hear my mission statement. I know we have people here from Splat and this will be good for them to know what their soon to be champion and face of the brand is all about.

The boos grow louder as Angel blows a smug kiss out to the fans before laughing.

Angel Kash: As you’re soon to be Splat Multiverse champion and you’re Trillion Dollar Princess. It is my job to dispose of paper champions like Sierra Silver, her victory was a tough one, however, now you have a real challenger. A challenger that you can’t overcome, you understand that? Sierra this isn’t those mountains you had to climb in life. The argument you keep using on me is you worked for everything you’ve had whereas I didn’t have to work for anything. That is just the jealousy talking. You know you’re at the end of your rope here in NFW I am not the same girl whose team was beaten last month. I will sink to any depths and that attack was just a taste. See I am simply just smarter than you. You can cry cowardly all you want but I can care less about you or any of these morons think.

The fans once again boo loudly, which causes Angel to chuckle with a smirk before darning her attention back to the camera.

Angel Kash: So Sierra, Splat get ready because after it is all said and done you will all bow to the Trillion Dollar Princess. Now, lets get this on the road the sooner I win the belt the sooner I get out of this third cesspool of a city.

Angel drops the mic in disgust before blowing fake kisses to the fans. Who greets it with loud boos as she then mouths “I am the Queen of the Multiverse”, and blows her smuggest one even fluffing her hair a little bit, before leaning into her corner. She frowns as her opponent’s music hits.
Long live the reckless and the brave

Don't think I want to be saved

My song has not been sung

So long live us

As All Time Low begins playing over the arena speakers, green and white lights begin strobing around the arena.

Sierra bounces out onto the stage to a loud ovation. Silver poses at the top of the stage, one hand pointed out into the crowd. She then waves her arms up and down in a motion to pump up the crowd

Sierra begins a fast paced stride towards the ring, interacting with the fans at ringside as she passes by. She hops up onto the ring, wipes her feet onto the apron to show respect, then jumps over the top rope to enter the ring.

Breaking out of a town called Suburbia

I remember everybody always saying

"Little brat, must be crazy, never make it

In our vicious little world"

Still I'm leaving

Thea Crawford: Making her way to the ring, from Des Moines, Iowa. She is the Champion of the Splat Multiverse! ‘Sister Sin’, Sierra Silver!

Silver jumps up on each turnbuckle and poses for the crowd, one finger pointed into the air. She jumps down and makes her way to her corner. She removes the belt from around her waist and hands it over to the referee who takes it and shows it to Angel Kash who insists that it will be hers before the night is over.

The referee walks to the center of the ring and raises the championship high in the air as the two competitors wait for the bell.

Christine Donahue: It’s the Splat Multiuniversal Championship on the line tonight. It’s Sierra Silver’s first title defense since she won the title at the Tournament of Mystery last month. I’m Christine Donahue and with me is none other than the esteemed Biff Franklin calling the action for this championship match.

Biff Franklin: You gonna let me get a word in here at some point?

Christine Donahue: Sure! Go right ahead.

Biff Franklin: As I was gonna say..

The bell rings.

~DING DING DING~

Christine Donahue: And this match is underway.

Biff Franklin: You did that on purpose.

Christine Donahue: Angel Kash looks ready to go here. She’s been itching for this title opportunity since it was announced.

Biff Franklin: She’s already rung the champ’s bell, if you didn’t know.

The two competitors finally lock up after a bit of stalling on the part of Angel Kash. Kash is able to back Silver up against the ropes and the referee is in there calling for a break. Kash throws her arms up as she smiles brightly at Silver who returns the smile, but Kash just slaps her right across the face. Sierra holds her cheek then charges at Kash who ducks down and leaves the ring.

Biff Franklin: Kash trying to cause Silver to lose her cool here, which is a great tactic. And Kash can take her time getting back into the ring with the no count out rule.

Silver rolls out of the ring, and Kash begins to run and slides back in but Sierra is able to grab her boot and pull her back out of the ring. Sierra lays in a hard chop that causes Angel to step to the side. Sierra pushes her up against the ring post to lay in another chop, but Kash moves out of the way and Silver’s hand hits right up against the ring post.

Biff Franklin: Those ring posts do not like to be chopped and Sierra is feeling that right now.

Christine Donahue: And Angel Kash is not going to let this opportunity pass her up.

Angel grabs Sierra’s hand and slams it repeatedly into the steel ring post as the referee tries to get them to get back into the ring. Angel pulls Sierra’s arm under the turnbuckle and then takes a step back and just kicks it hard with the flat of her foot, smashing the hand against the turnbuckle as Sierra screams out in pain.

Christine Donahue: Angel Kash is proving to everyone why she deserved this title opportunity tonight.

Sierra clutches at her hand as she gingerly rolls into the ring and Angel slides in from the other side. Angel gets to her feet and walks over and grabs Sierra’s hand and places it on the mat and just jumps up and smashes it with her feet.

Biff Franklin: It’s been all Angel Kash since the bell rang here.

Sierra moves to the corner as Angel arrogantly motions to the crowd she’s going to be the new champ. Angel charges into the corner and just smashes up against Sierra, then clamps on a head lock, strikes a pose and comes out of the corner with a bulldog but instead, Sierra lifts her up and back, dropping her on her head with a giant back suplex.

Thea Crawford: 10 minutes have passed. 30 minutes remaining.

Christine Donahue: Sierra needed that move.

Angel holds the back of her head as Sierra uses one hand to drag herself away from Angel and then uses the ropes to pull herself up with one hand. Angel is getting to her feet when Sierra charges over and dropkicks her, sending her between the bottom and second rope and to the floor.

Biff Franklin: Angel Kash crashing hard on the outside. There ain’t nothing wrong with Sierra’s feet as she rebounds off the ropes and dives through the ropes, taking out Angel Kash on the outside.

Angel starts to get to her feet and Sierra charges over and dives between the ropes and takes out Angel on the outside. Sierra immediately screams out as she lands on her injured hand as the referee rushes out of the ring to check on her to make sure she can continue.

Christine Donahue: Splat rules are very specific that if the champion cannot continue in a match, the title will change hands.

Biff Franklin: Sierra doesn’t want to be the first Splat Champion and the first champion to lose via referee’s decision.

Sierra is telling the referee she wants to continue and the referee motions for her to get into the ring and she does, but only long enough to come back out and grab Kash and throw her into the ring and then rolls in after her. She whips Angel into the ropes, but Angel wraps her arms around the top rope to stop her from rebounding. Sierra charges in and leaps up onto Angel’s thighs for a monkey flip, but Angel holds her. She staggers forward two steps and then drops back with a hotshot, dropping Sierra’s throat across the top rope.

Biff Franklin: Damn. That hurt.

Angel gets to her feet and grabs a handful of Sierra’s hair and drags her to the corner and then climbs up to sit on the top turnbuckle and pulls up Sierra by her neck and hangs her there with a sleeperhold but the referee is right there count.

1.

2.

3.

4.

Angel releases the hold and Sierra collapses to the mat. Sierra tries to move away from Angel but she reaches down and looks out at the crowd and with a grin on her face, she tells the crowd that this is it and they’re about to get a new champ. She grabs an armbar into a triangle choke!

Christine Donahue: That’s the Liquidation! Sierra is in serious trouble here.

Thea Crawford: 20 minutes have elapsed. 20 minutes remaining.

Biff Franklin: Sierra’s face is turning red here as she desperately claws for the ropes. She’s fading right here! We’re gonna have a new champ.

As Sierra struggles, her movements are getting weaker and weaker. The referee moves in to check her arm. He picks it up. Releases it. It falls.

He picks it up again. Releases it. It falls.

He picks it up again. Releases it. It falls, but at the same time, Sierra’s foot drapes itself over the bottom rope and the referee calls for the break. Angel refuses to let it go as the referee counts.

1.

2.

3.

4.

Angel breaks the hold and then scolds the referee for not awarding her the match. She raises her hand and the referee grabs it and puts it down and she scowls at him. She points to Sierra demanding the referee checks to make sure she can continue and he does so. And as he does, Angel reaches into her tights.

Christine Donahue: What’s this? What does she have there?

Biff Franklin: You’re looking at the same monitor that I am… Oh. It’s a diamond necklace.

Angel wraps it around her first and then waits as Sierra makes her way to her feet and then just cold cocks her with it and Sierra drops like a rock to the mat. Angel quickly falls on Sierra, while trying to get the necklace back in her tights as the referee drops down to make the count.

1.

2.

KICKOUT!

Biff Franklin: Are you kidding me? That was the slowest count I’ve seen in my life.

Christine Donahue: There was nothing wrong with that count, Biff. Don’t try and start trouble where there’s none. Sierra Silver has the heart of a champion and just kicked out of that illegal tactic on the part of Angel Kash. It would have been a tragedy if she had won the title like that.

Angel Kash is beside herself as she looks at the referee and back to Sierra and then back to the referee as she gets to her knees and motions for a three count. Referee shakes his head and shows it was a two count. Angel reaches for Sierra who is now busted wide open from that shot with the necklace right on her forehead as blood begins to run down her face. Sierra reaches up and grabs the head of Angel and drops down for a jawbreaker.

Christine Donahue: The crowd is getting behind Sierra here, trying to will her to her feet. They most certainly do not like Angel Kash here in NFW.

Biff Franklin: Fan adoration is overrated.

Thea Crawford: 30 minutes have elapsed. 10 minutes remaining to time limit.

Sierra wipes the blood away from her face with her arm and starts to climb to the turnbuckle.

Christine Donahue: She might be going for the swanton! She won the tournament with this move!

Biff Franklin: What in the sam hell was that?!?

Sierra leaps off for the swanton but Angel Kash somehow catches her coming off with a Kash Flow codebreaker and these fans pop huge for that crazy ass move. But as Angel tries to reach for Sierra, she manages to roll outside and to the floor.

Christine Donahue: That was Angel Kash’s finisher but she has to have Sierra inside the ring to win this match.

Angel scrambles to the outside and wearily tries to pull Sierra up to her feet and then rolls her into the ring. Angel scrambles into the ring, and covers. The referee drops down to count…

1.

2.

Th---kickout!

Biff Franklin: Can you get any closer than that?

Thea Crawford: There are five minutes remaining. Five minutes.

Angel gets to her feet, showing frustration as she pulls up a bloody and beaten Sierra and out of nowhere Sierra just kicks her in the jaw and second time. She grabs Angel by the hand and nails her with an Eat Defeat. The crowd is chanting for Sierra as she staggers to her feet and goes to the top turnbuckle.

Thea Crawford: Three minutes remaining!

Christine Donahue: Swanton!

Sierra drops right on Angel Kash with a swanton bomb.

Biff Franklin: Cover!

One.

Two.

Three!!!

The bell rings as the fans get to their feet.

Thea Crawford: The winner of the match and STILL Splat Multiuniversal Champion, Sierra Silver!!

As her music hits, she staggers to her feet and leans against the ropes as the referee hands her the belt and then goes to check on Kash. Sierra staggers to the center of the ring and holds up the belt.

Biff Franklin: Wait a second here!!

From behind, Angel Kusanagi slides into the ring and whallops Sierra in the back of the head with a chair, dropping her hard to the mat. The crowd begins to boo!

Christine Donahue: Angel Kusanagi knows she has a title shot coming at the Triad Challenge and she’s making a statement right here.

Biff Franklin: She was upset that she lost in that final to Sierra.

Angel pulls up Sierra and drops her with a Boseki Driver. The crowd continues to boo as Angel smirks as she gets to her feet. She walks over and picks up the championship and holds it up as she stands over a fallen Sierra Silver as referees enter the ring to try and get her out. Angel drops the title over Sierra as she exits the ring.

Christine Donahue: She’s not going to be able to nail her from behind at the Triad Challenge.

Biff Franklin: Provided Sierra is still champion when the Triad Challenge comes.

Christine Donahue: We want to thank New Frontier for allowing us to bring you this championship match. We will see you next month at Overpowered Wrestling as Sierra Silver will defend against Ryan Keegan and then in May for the Triad Challenge! Enjoy the rest of the PPV!

Somewhere in the American Airlines Arena, we come across all five members of House Crowley standing together. Leviathan and Iscariot tower over the other three. Anton stands front and center flanked by Tia and Santos and Xaphan. A wicked smile creeps onto his lips.

Anton Crowley: Later tonight House Crowley finally goes to war. Not since our arrival have we been as one unit. We have had Tag and singles matches here and there. Our full power has not been witnessed in many months. It’s something I feel many of you have forgotten about.

Anton chuckles.

Anton Crowley: When we arrived we laid waste to Eddy Poe. He has not been seen since we put him down. Our might sent fear through NFW. Do not believe me? Then ask yourself why we have never before been allowed to bring our full strength to bear? Why have we been forced to fight the smaller, personal battles? Because we are feared. NFW wants to keep its roster. It does not want to have a revolving door of new faces. So we have been handicapped.

A sinister grin crawls across Anton’s lips.

Anton Crowley: That is until now. After Iscariot took out Havok, as a warning, The Chaos Circus felt they had to retaliate. They came for me, the head of House Crowley. Its founder. They wanted to try and tear us down. All they have done is sealed their fate. They want our blood. They want to destroy us. But they do not realize we fear nothing and no one.

Anton looks at Xaphan and Tia.

Anton Crowley: Tonight The Chaos Circus steps into our domain. Tonight House Crowley goes to war, and we bring Hell with us.
The scene comes back up where the wheel has been moved backstage for the remainder of the show. Kate has changed out of her dress and is now in her Black Canary cosplay. She flips her hair as she prepares to spin the wheel when she is interrupted by arms wrapping around her belly gently.

Anton Crowley: Going to give us a good stipulation?

Cali-Kate: I promise you, the wheel is randomized completely. It's entirely up to chance.

Anton Crowley: Of course it is, Love. Totally random. By all means, do not let me stop you. Spin away.

Anton leans down and kisses Kate on the cheek.

Cali-Kate: Heh, well… alright, since your match is up next anyway, you can see your results with me.

Kate takes a hold of the wheel and gives it a very solid spin. As it comes to a stop, Kate's hand can be seen giving it a little more push until it finally rests. Anton smirks seeing where the wheel ended up.

Cali-Kate: And there it is. The Chaos Circus takes on House Crowley in a Falls Count Anywhere match next.

Anton Crowley: We can definitely work with that. I expect to hear you cheering for me, Love.

Cali-Kate: Oh you'll get to hear my Canary Cry tonight.

Kate gives Anton a kiss on the cheek before he walks off leaving Kate smiling as the scene fades out.

Thea Crawford: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first….
The electronic organ intro to “Remember Me (FESTER Remix)” by Code: Pandorum starts up. Two red spotlights appear illuminating the Leviathan and Iscariot XIII. Two more light up behind them and slightly between them to reveal Tia Santos and Xaphan. A final spotlight appears behind all four to reveal none other than Anton Crowley himself.


The bass drop of the song hits and as a single unit all five people walk to the ring, the red spotlights following them. The crowd shows their lack of appreciation for Anton and his followers. He just smirked as he followed the other four. Iscariot XIII and Leviathan climbed the steps and entered the ring over the top rope. Once inside they hold the ropes open for Tia Santos and Xaphan. They continue to hold it open as Anton enters.

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 Chaos Circus proudly brings to you, the greatest show of violence on earth, the dark one himself, your favorite performer and mine, the one, the only, The Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiingmasterrrrrrrrrrrrrr....AND....Laaaaaaaaadyyyyyyyy Deeeeeaaaaaaaath...Tysooooooonnnnnn Laaaaaaaaawwwwww!!! We are....the CHAAAAAOSSSSSSS CIRCUUUUUUUUUUSSSS!!!!

As she finshes up the introduction, Ringmaster, Lady Death and Tyson Law burst through the curtain. Ringmaster is 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. Flanking behind him, Tyson Law storms the ring, simply ready for war. Lady Death strolls along with them, getting in the camera with her painted face and sticks her tongue out for sheer scare factor. They make it to the ring and Ringmaster 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. Tyson Law removes his mask and hooded jacket, while Lady Death paces the mat as the lights go out. When the lights come on, the music ends and the clowns have disappeared from around ringside, leaving only the Chaos Circus there.

~DING DING DING~

The four members of House Crowley and three of the four members of The Chaos Circus stood toe to toe in the ring, all but Ringmistress who stood on the apron yelling out insults at the members of House Crowley. As the bell rang, Tia took off towards Ringmistress who jumped down and immediately scurried under the ring where Tia followed her. The other six paired off as Tyson squared up with the monster Leviathan, Ringmaster and Anton squared off, exchanging strikes and Lady Death squared off with Iscariot. The six of them began to brawl in the ring before Leviathan would send Tyson over the top rope and to the floor. He follows out after him, but as he does, Ringmistress scurries out from under the ring and bumps into him. Leviathan turns around and roars at her as she backs up, only to run into Tia as she stands up behind the woman. Ringmistress turns around and screams. She ducks under a punch by Tia and immediately runs around the ring and gets behind Miranda, yelling at Tia.

Andrew Payne: This is what happens when you get involved in matches.

Miranda Augustino: Leave Kitten alone! She’s not a fighter!

Leviathan turns his attention back to Tyson who is able to deliver a couple of chops to the chest, but they don’t seem to be affecting the big man. Tyson doesn’t back down though as he goes for a right hand, but Leviathan grabs his fist and just pulls him in before picking him up and dropping him throat first into the barricade. He then takes Tyson, draping him over the barricade before picking Tia up onto his shoulders where she leaps and delivers a leg drop that drives Tyson face first into the steel. As this is happening, inside the ring, Iscariot and Lady Death are squaring off. Lady Death looks at Iscariot and grins as she moves around the ring, locking up with Iscariot. He just takes the woman and throws her off of him. Instead of getting up though, Lady Death rolls out of the ring and begins looking under it for something. As she comes up, weilding a barbed wire covered baseball bat, Leviathan comes charging in from behind and nails her with a boot right to the back of the head. Leviathan picks the woman up and onto his shoulder. He took Lady Death and just launched her like a lawn dart right into the ring post. Ringmaster though is getting the better of Anton as they are seen battling through the crowd. Ringmaster grabs a can of beer from someone in the audience and smashes it right in the face of Anton.

Andrew Payne: The action is going all over the arena right now! And Miranda, get your girl out of here, one of us is going to be collateral damage!

Miranda Augustino: Screw that! I gotta protect Kitten!

Leviathan, Tia, and Iscariot are just teaming up on Lady Death and Tyson as Ringmistress stands there behind the commentators, but she looks at Miranda, kisses her on the cheek before letting out a scream and running headstrong, flailing her arms in a windmill as she tries to just hit anybody with them. She runs up, pounding on the back of Iscariot before jumping onto his back, wrapping her arms around his head and neck, trying to choke him out. Iscariot just laughs as he grabs Ringmistress by the hair and whips her over and throws her right into Tyson who catches her before he eats a big boot by Leviathan. Tia grabs the barbed wire baseball bat as she looks at it and then at Lady Death before taking the weapon and cracking it against the woman’s head! Lady Death hits the floor, rolling in pain for a moment before beginning to laugh as she sits up, blood coming down her face as she looks at Tia. She gets up and charges Tia, driving her back first into the ring apron causing her to drop the weapon. Lady Death then grabs Tia and picks her up, delivering a draping DDT from the ring apron to the floor right into the baseball bat. Lady Death stands up, wiping her head and licking the blood from her hand with a wicked grin.

She then looks back under the ring, trying to find another weapon to use and she pulls out a table. She takes the table and begins to set it up. She gets the legs out right before Iscariot comes over and turns the woman around, delivering Akeldama to her. He then takes the table and flips it over. He then looks under the ring and he pulls out a black sack.

Andrew Payne: We all know bags like that are never good.

Miranda Augustino: I don’t like the look of ths one bit, Andy.

Up on the ramp, we see Anton and Ringmaster still battling it out, Anton now having the upperhand as he takes Ringmaster and drives him face first into the staging. He does it again before taking Ringmaster and delivering The Fall before hooking the leg for a cover.

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Kickout!

Anton looks down the ramp and sees Ringmistress getting up to her feet and looking at him. She has the barbed wire covered baseball bat in hand as she walks up the ramp. She has her eyes focused right on Anton. She gets up to him and lifts the bat over her head. She hesitates, looking at him. Anton goes to grab her, but as he does, Tyson pops up from the other side of the ramp and spits the green mist right into the eyes of Anton before Ringmistress takes the bat and hits Anton with a low blow!

Miranda Augustino: Poor Papi! I feel bad for him, but I’m proud of Kitten! Andy, help me out!

Andrew Payne: Anton is going to be feeling that for quite some time I’m sure.

As Anton doubles over, Tyson grabs him and delivers the Shaolin Destroyer right on the ramp. Ringmistress though is the to scurry into the cover, just pressing her body over his.

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Leviathan comes in and pulls Ringmistress off of Anton to keep the match going. Leviathan picks Ringmistress up onto his shoulders as he looks to launch her into the crowd, but before he can, Tyson is able to pull her free and bring her back down. As Leviathan turns around, Tyson delivers a dropkick that sends the monster off the ramp. Tyson then leaps, delivering a flying clothesline that sends both of them over the barricade and into the crowd. Down in the ringside area, Lady Death has kendo stick and is swinging away at Iscariot before delivering a shot to the blood covered face of Tia. She then drops the weapon and looks back under the ring. She finds a bundle of light tubes and a wicked grin comes over her blood covered face as she places Leviathan onto the table and places the light tubes on top of him. She then climbs to the top rope.

Andrew Payne: What in the world is Lady Death thinking here?

Miranda Augustino: She wants to kill Iscariot, that’s what she’s thinking!

Lady Death looks down, leaping from the top rope, but at the last moment, Iscariot is able to move out of the way and leaves the light tubes on the table as Lady Death comes crashing down, glass shattering and dust rising up from the light tubs as the table completely shatters under her. Lady Death lays there motionless, but that’s not enough for Iscariot. He looks under the ring and pulls out another table as Tia looks under the ring and pulls out a lighter and lighter fluid!

Andrew Payne: What the hell are these two doing?

Miranda Augustino: The two of them are going to send Lady Death to hell!

Iscariot sets the table up and Tia begins to douse it with the light fluid before she takes the lighter and sets the table on fire. She picks Lady Death up and feeds her to Iscariot who picks her up and delivers Pieces of Silver right through the flaming table! Lady Death writhes around in pain before Iscariot drops down for the cover.

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~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Here are your winners, Anton Crowley, Iscariot XIII, Leviathan, and Tia Santos, House Crowley!

Andrew Payne: Jesus, these two factions went to war tonight.

Miranda Augustino: I’m just glad nothing bad happened to Kitten tonight!

The scene comes up on the backstage office with Cali-Kate standing by at the wheel now dressed as She-Ra. She smiles at the camera.

Cali-Kate: NFW-verse, it has been a crazy night so far and we are now getting into the meat of the sandwich, the cream filling of the twinkie, the point in which you begin to learn the evil deeds of the villain. And someone who knows a thing or two about villains is River Chance and she is up next against Angel Kusanagi in…

Kate spins the wheel. It turns for a few seconds before coming to a halt.

Cali-Kate: a Street Fight.

Kate hums the Street Fighter theme a bit.

Cali-Kate: Now we know both of these women are absolutely vicious when pushed and Angel Kusanagi certainly has looked the part of a woman possessed recently. And now it's time to see if Angel can finish River or will River deliver a super combo finish.

Thea Crawford: The following contest is a street fight and is scheduled for one fall!
“No easy way out” by Bullet for my Valentine hits as the crowd pops for the very popular River Chance. She steps out and down the entranceway riling up the fans before getting down to the ring and sliding under the bottom rope and raising her hands in the air.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, she stands 5’7 and weighed in at 170 pounds from Ann Arbour Michigan RIVER CHANCE!

Andrew Payne: River is such a popular member of the NFW trauma roster, she has fan support and respect from the masses and I think it’s only a matter of time before she climbs her way to the main event
Miranda Augustino: Maybe, but her opponent tonight is a straight up killer Andrew, and River needs to keep her emotions in check after Angel walked out on her in a match against Martial Law and left her to face those two killers by herself...
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: 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 River with that ever hateful expression and calmly waits for the match to begin.

Miranda Augustino: If looks could kill!....Angel looks furious

Andrew Payne: She has stated that River is nothing but a “Barbie” and the reason she walked out on her is that they were never a team. Many have called that unprofessional but Angel has always walked to the beat of her own drum

Miranda Augustino: Well she has a chance to show the world just how much of a “Barbie” River is….this street fight is going to be brutal

~DING DING DING~

River and Angel stare at one another across the ring, The crowd starts to make more noise wanting them to tear each other apart. They lunge at each other both women hooking their hands around each others shoulder and neck before throwing hard punches over and over in a hockey fight, they spin and turn across the ring and against the ropes still throwing punches before they slip through the ropes to the floor. Angel shoves River back and leaps in the air hitting a dropkick to River sending her back against the steel steps. River lands in a sitting position against the steps and Angel walks forward grabbing River by the hair slamming the back of her head against them over and over. Angel turns and pulls a ringside official off the chair they are sitting on and grabs it folding it up with a sick grin.

Andrew Payne: I don’t like the look of this

Miranda Augustino: Angel is looking for a killshot early!

Angel steps forward swinging the chair at Rivers head looking to crush it between the chair and the steps, River is able to slide down before the shot hits, the chair smashes against the top of the steps sending a shockwave through Angels hands, she drops the chair and shakes her hands out from the pain, River is able to get to her feet, River spins with a dicus lariat colliding hard with River sending her down. River pops up and picks up the top half of the steel steps moving them out of the way, she grabs Angel and sets her up for a powerbomb lifting her in the air and turning to slam her back first onto the flat part of the steps with a loud thud!. River smirks and looks down at Angel who holds her back.

Andrew Payne: River Chance is not a fan of weapons, we know this, so she is at a disadvantage really...

Miranda Augustino: She didn’t really use the steps as a weapon, she did a wrestling move...that happened to be on a part of the ring that is...harder...it’s a work around

River stays on the attack pulling Angel back up and slamming her face first into the ing apron, she slides Angel into the ring and follows before pulling her up and lifting Angel up in the air for a stalling vertical suplex. River shows incredible strength and holds Angel up before gesturing to the crowd with her free hand. Angel kicks her legs and lands behind River shoving her chest first into the top turnbuckle. River gasps for breath and Angel hits the ropes and flattens River with a lariat, she then pulls River to a sitting position and hits a low and hard soccer kick right to her spine. River arches her back in pain and Angel slides from the ring before grabbing a trashcan throwing it into the ring as well as a kendo stick. Angel measures up River and hits her across the back with it. The snap being heard around the arena. River in obvious pain as a welt forms on the exposed part of her back.

Angel twirls the cane and moves around River who is on all fours before hitting her again, a sick smile forming on her face as River tries to get up again and Angel again hits her with the kendo stick. River rolls away and under the bottom rope , Angel drops the kendo stick and runs before hitting the fosbury flop, but River shows her strength catching Angel and placing her on her shoulder running across the outside with a powerslam onto the steel steps!. Angel hits hard and River takes a moment to recover from all the kendo stick shots. River seems to get angry pulling Angel up by the hair, she holds her by the throat before lifting Angel in a military press and dropping her face down onto the steps again!. Angel holds her ribs and growls in pain.

Miranda Augustino: Wow, River is finding a way to do damage to Angel without compromising her beliefs about using weapons.

Andrew Payne: It’s smart and those steel steps are getting a workout but how long can she resist using a chair or using a kendo stick for a little payback!

River pulls Angel to her feet and walks hev to the barricade, she slams Angel back first against it and hits a vicious chop across Angel's chest, Angel stumbles away from River unable to fully fathom how hard she can hit. River follows Angel and spins her around going for the Pommel Strike on the floor, Angel though slams her finger into Rivers eye socket causing her to dop Angel on he feet, River holds her eye and turns around just as Angel throws a chair right into Rivers face, River goes down and Angel runs over picking up the chair placing it at Rivers throat pushing the frame of the chair against her throat and laughing as she does so. Angel pulls the chair away and then slams it into Rives stomach over and over before stepping away and swinging the chair hard straight down onto Rivers ribs.

River howls in pain with each shot, Angel finishes and laughs before throwing the chair away. She moves around the ringside area before lifting the apron skirt to look under the ring. She slides out a stop sign and a table setting up the table and walking back over to River with the stop sign slamming the solid piece of metal onto her back. Angel leads River to the table and hits a few right hands laying River on the table, she then climbs up to the top rope but before Angel can go through with her plan River rolls away.

Andrew Payne: Smart move by River, Angel had bad intentions.

Miranda Augustino: But how long can she stay away?

Andrew Payne: She has to buy herself time to recover.

Angel climbs down and follows River, River turns around and blasts Angel with a stiff right hand sending her back, River runs at Angel who is able to duck and backdrop River up and over crashing through the table. Angel sighs heavily and walks over pulling River to her feet and rolling her into the ring, Angel grabs the trash can in the ring and sets it into the center, she pulls River up and drops her down with the Boseki Driver, head first onto the trash can, she pins.

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Thea Crawford: Here is your winner, Angel Kusanagi!

Andrew Payne: What a match by these two!

Miranda Augustino: Angel just happened to be in her element tonight.

The shot comes to life with the intro screen for THE GAME ROOM w/Kat and Sammi! The musical piece for this episode is an excerpt from Tekken 2’s introduction track as the cut out heads of the Skillz Vendorz bounce around. As the scene comes to life, we get the all too familiar image of Katrina Cage and Sammi Belmont sitting on their favorite lounge couch that they literally lug around everywhere they travel. Together the BFFs sit beside one another, PS4 controllers in hand, kicked back in casual wear. Kat’s got her usual backwards cap on while Sammi, as always, is wearing something goofy. Today, it’s a Panda themed beanie hat with paws at the end of the attached sleeves. Sammi’s got her hands slipped into the paw mittens and, miraculously, is still able to handle her controller.

As always, sticking with the theme of the intro music they used, the game being displayed on the mini screen beneath them allllmost matches, except rather than Tekken 2, it’s Tekken Tag Tournament 2! Sammi’s holding her controller, staring intently at the screen while Kat’s thumbs fly across hers. Kat’s controlling Christie Monteiro, doing battle with Nina Williams and it’s a close war between the two. Nina juggles Christie into the air and sends her across the screen but Kat rolls Christie right up onto her feet and blasts the charging Nina with some insane Capoeira kick attack. Now Christie runs in for an assault but Nina throws up her guard as Christie throws wild kicks against her arms. Nina suddenly slides back and off screen. In comes Ling Xiaoyu! A flying kick knocks Christie back and she’s down to about a quarter of her health.

Kat Cage: Fuck fuck!

Sammi Belmont: Oi! Tag out!

Kat mashes a button. She dips back off screen and Sammi starts mashing buttons as Asuka Kazama comes running in and she goes right at Ling, hammering into her with a combo that ends in her Judo dragging Ling to the floor and kicking her across the screen. Asuka presses the offensive but Ling’s up, throwing Kung Fu kicks from every which way and she catches Asuka in a juggle. Midway through the combo, Ling swaps out with Nina Williams and Nina sends Asuka to the ground. She’s on her before she can get her bearings and Asuka eats a final kick to the face before collapsing to the floor.

Announcer: K.O!!!

Sammi Belmont: Fuckin’ cunt!

Kat Cage: Shit!

Announcer: Round 2! Fight!

Kat immediately tags out to Sammi this time and Asuka comes flying in, going at Nina like a bat out of hell. She catches her off guard and starts hammering away at her, juggling her, dropping her and still going at her. Just as she gets Nina down, however, she manages a tag and in comes Ling Xiaoyu like an adorable little tank. Asuka keeps her guard up and works on keeping a distance before Christie Monteiro comes back in and starts taking it to Xiaoyu. Kat gets frustrated as Xiaoyu taunts and waits for her to get ready again before she tries to go at her. Still, Ling and Nina take the round from them.

Announcer: Round 3! Fight!

Kate Cage: Motherfuuuuuuuck! It’s like going up against KTPG again! Everything ya fuckin’ throw at ‘em they just bounce back and keep coming!

Sammi Belmont: Yeah but ya gotta admire that about Arley and Risa. Ling and Ninja are just an annoying couple o’CUNTS!!!!

Sammi yells as she’s tagged in with Asuka at the same time Ling tags in Nina. It’s a trade off of strikes and Judo throws as the Kazama clan member and the blonde assassin face off.

Kat Cage: C’mon, Sammi! Get her!

Sammi Belmont: Oh no you bloody DON’T!

Sammi yells as Nina tags out and Xiaoyu comes charging in. Sammi’s Asuka - with about 5% health left over - takes a running start to meet her. Xiaoyu jumps for a flying kick while Asuka jumps and twists. Given the way both girls go to kick, Asuka’s foot smacks Xiaoyu across the face and knocks her to the floor.

Kat Cage: Vamos!

Sammi runs Asuka in and hits a low, sliding baseball kick that takes Xiaoyu in the side and gives the Skillz Vendorz the round.

Kat Cage: Fuck yeah!

They high five. Sammi’s breathing a little heavy from relief.

Kat Cage: Break. I got this one. A’ight bitches! Let’s go! ¡Voy a patearte los culos!

Announcer: Round 4! Fight!

Kat brings Christie Monteiro out of the gate with a charge and wild flips that incorporate kicks in them, somehow. It’s insane to look at and for anyone who doesn’t actually know Capoeira, it makes no sense. Even Kat doesn’t get the physics in it. She just knows it’s working as she starts chipping away at Ninja Williams’ health. She takes an entire half a bar of health off of Nina before she breaks and Nina instantly calls in Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu comes charging in and right into a barrage of kicks from Christie. Kat’s starting to find openings now as Sammi sits beside her, shoveling Sour Cream & Onion Ruffles into her mouth by the handful and slams down a bottle of Mt. Dew Baja Blast.

Kat Cage: Yeah! Gotcha bi--hey! Sam! Those are Marty’s!

Kat takes her eye off the screen long enough for Xiaoyu to start mounting a comeback and she starts ping ponging Christie around the screen.

Kat Cage: ¡Mierda! ¡Mierda! ¡Mierda!

Sammi Belmont: Mmph-mmph!

Sammi says with a mouthful of ruffles. In the time it takes Kat to tag her in as Asuka, Sammi sticks the end of the bottle in her mouth and holds it, tilting her head up to drink while watching the screen. Asuka starts driving Xiaoyu back across the stage. Sammi drains the bottle of Mt. Dew and “ptooeys” it out of her mouth.

Sammi Belmont: No it’s not, mate! I bought extra. Wanted to test you. You do what you just did there in our match against Arley and Risa, you’re gonna lose focus and we’ll really get our arses kicked!

Kat Cage: You have some of the weirdest tests, ever, Sammi girl.

Sammi Belmont: FUCK!!!

She yells as her Asuka’s fighting Nina now and she hits the floor. Before she can get up, Nina just stomps on her head and ends the round for her team.

Kat Cage: Ya can’t let up on Nina, Sam. Ya gotta stay on that bitch. Same with Ling!

Sammi Belmont: I know!

Kate Cage: Same with KTPG! Everyone takes them lightly and look what happens to everyone that does! Shit, those two had a hardcore match AGAINST each other for a belt and they’re still tight as shit! Risa took on Morgan Fucking Payne and lasted over half an hour with her.

Sammi Belmont: I knoooooooow! We’ve been over how dangerous they are, already, Kat. We know what we're up against. It’s just a matter of can we handle it?

They pause the game and turn to look at each other seriously.

Kat Cage: We’re not gonna know until we try. I mean everyone’s starting to think we’re choke artists. Between here and WWA, we’ve gone after the Tag TItles three times and come up short on all of ‘em. We need to prove to everyone that we’re not a joke. Not saying Arley and Risa think we’re jokes...I know they don’t. Love those girls. But those bitches that call themselves champs over in WWA? Boston Bimbos? Then over here? Bloody Fairytale?

Sammi Belmont: Well hey now, Lil and Chrissy are cool now, yeah?

Kat Cage: Mmh...eh, kinda? I mean Lil seems cooled down but you know Chrissy. That girl’s so hot headed, I could call her an honorary Latina.

Sammi laughs so sudden that she snorts. Kat gives a somber smirk. There’s a pause and Sammi just sighs.

Sammi Belmont: ...It’s all or nothin’ here, innit? We need to do this, Kat.

Kat Cage: Yeah, we do. More so in NFW than WWA. I mean hey don’t get me wrong! I’m all ready to take those straps off of the Southie Hussies and build them back up as respectable titles again but...KTPG. That’s our focus first. We’ve known we had this match for a month and we’ve been getting ready as much as we can. Arley and Risa have been kicking ass since they came into the business and they ain’t slowing down.

Sammi Belmont: Ya know, it’s funny. They did what we wanted to do. Come in...kick arse...win the belts...make an instant name for themselves. We made our own names being choke artists, huh?

Kat Cage: Nooooo, look at me Sam.

Kat makes Sammi lift her head to her.

Kat Cage: We’ve made our name on being the ones who keep coming back for more no matter how many times we get knocked down. Whether it’s here….

She motions to the paused Tekken Tag match where Sammi’s Asuka’s about to take a kick to the face from Nina.

Kat Cage: Or out in that ring. We get knocked on our asses, we get up, dust ourselves off and tell the ones who knocked us down they hit like a couple of bitches.

Sammi perks up some and fists bump her partner.

Sammi Belmont: Too right, mate. Well, let’s fuckin’ do it then, yeah?

Kat Cage: Let’s get it! Ready?

They pick up their controllers.

Sammi Belmont: Ready!

The match unpauses and Sammi immediately rolls Asuka up to her feet. She tags Kat as Christie back in and the Brazilian fighter goes right into a barrage of kicks, catching Nina off guard and chipping her health down. She almost gets her down before she tags out to Ling again Christie immediately backs off and tags Asuka back in who catches Ling in a wrist lock and whips her to the floor, throwing her into an armbar and yanks back with a sickening crack, taking the round.

Kat Cage: Yeah! See? That’s what I’m talkin’ about! Focus, chica! Focus!

We watch in silence then as Kat and Sammi go into the rest of the match with little to no commentary other than offering quick tips and encouragement to whichever of them is actually fighting at the time. Together, their team of Christie Monteiro and Asuka Kazama sweep the rest of the match against Nina Williams and Ling Xiaoyu, albeit each round is close. As the You Win screen comes up, both girls relax back on the couch with sighs of relief.

Sammi Belmont: Bloody hell that as tough!

Kat Cage: Yeah, but we did it, didn’t we?

Sammi Belmont: Too right, mate.

They fist bump.

Kat Cage: See what happens when we get on the same page?

Sammi Belmont: We know how to handle our shit.

Katrina Cage goes through the commands to turn the PS4 off before turning to Sammi Belmot.

Kat Cage: So let’s get changed and handle our shit.

Sammi nods and the two get up, walking off screen as the segment closes.
The scene comes up on the backstage office with Cali-Kate standing by at the wheel now dressed as X-23.

Cali-Kate: This is it, NFW-verse, the first title match of the night between the epic champs of Kawaii Trash Panda Go and my newest Steam gaming buddies, the Skillz Vendors. Let's see what fate has in store for them.

Kate spins the wheel. It turns for a few seconds before coming to a halt.

Cali-Kate: It seems both will have to build their talent trees to climb up a Ladder Match. The titles hung above the ring, it will indeed take teamwork if either team wants to make sure it is them that claims the victory.

Thea Crawford: The following contest is a ladder match for the NFW World Tag Team Championships!
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.
There is a MASSIVE response from the fans as "Karate" hits the system and on either side of the Tron, Super Tiger and Arley Kirk are seen sliding down the rigging poles down to the ramp.

Thea Crawford: "From Lake Fenton, Michigan. Weighing in at a combined weight of two hundred and twenty pounds.."

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.

Thea Crawford: "The team of SUPER TIGER and ARLEY KIRK.."

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

Thea Crawford: "They are KAWAII TRASH PANDAS GO!!!!!"

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

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

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

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

~DING DING DING~

It's Risa and Kat kicking things off as the referee called for the bell. Arley and Sammi, meanwhile made a mad dash for the ladders, each grabbing on. The fans are in a frenzy of rhythmic clapping as the two circle each other, looking for an opening before they finally lock up. Snapmare by Cage and a sharp kick to the spine has Risa grimacing. Katrina dragged her to her feet, and an irish whip. Katrina ducked down to send Risa for a backdrop, yet was simply met with a kick to the face. Sunset flip powerbomb!

Andrew Payne: OH!!! NICE POWERBOMB BY RISA!!

Miranda Augsutino: DIOS MIO CABRON!!!!

Risa takes advantage of a groggy Katrina, dragging her back up in an arm wringer and moving towards KTPG's corner, yet Kat broke free with a flurry of back elbows and surprised a stunned Risa with a snap hurricanrana, sending her out of the ring, through the ropes. Sammi starts setting up the ladder she grabbed. Kat goes for the climb but Arley Kirk comes in with the other ladder, using it like a battering ram to drop the Skillz Vendorz. Arley sets up the other ladder and starts climbing but Kat Cage is up to her feet and pulls Arley Kirk back down. Kirk lands on her feet but eats a SUPERKICK by Kat! Risa ran in then and unleashed a furious barrage of strong style elbows before sending Kat hopping with a harsh shin kick, before dropping Kat down to her knees with a HARD downward chop to the chest. Front basement dropkick! She hops up to her feet to see Sammi Belmont making a mad dash up the ladder for the belts!

Andrew Payne: Sammi’s climbing fast! This might be over quick!

Miranda Augustino: Watch out! What’s Risa doing?!

Risa makes a dash for the ropes past the ladder, springboards off and flips as she comes back, catching Sammi by the hips and SNAPS her to the mat in a jawdropping Corkscrew Sunset Flip Powerbomb!

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

Risa just BARELY makes it up to miss a Frog Splash by Katrina Cage. Cage eats the mat and Risa follows up with a legdrop to the back of the head. Another cover and another quick kick out, yet Risa seemed to be in control as she dragged Kat back up. The two start to trade shots back and forth with Risa’s Strong Style winning out over Kat’s chops. Risa came in for another big strike but Kat dug deep and drilled her in the stomach with a stiff kick! The fan volume picked up dramatically as Katrina got Risa in position for their C.T.D and Sammi, back on her feet, hit the ropes, yet Risa managed to wriggle free and hit a Tae Kwon do inspired hip toss on Kat, making her effectively crossbody her own partner! The fan volume picked up once more as Risa ran at the ropes and springboarded, landing a picturesque asai moonsault across the two of them before getting back to her feet as Arley immediately launched to the top rope - time seems to stand still for a brief second and the crowd is in awe at the sheer amount of hang time AK gets on the leg drop she lands on Sammi, narrowly missing Kat!

Miranda Augustino: Kat almost ate it with her partner but she got out of the way safe!

Andrew Payne: Both of these teams are bringing their all tonight! Kirk with the headlock! If she can choke one out, it might make an easier time climbing the ladder!

Arley swept Sammi back up, dialing in a headlock. The fans POP as they see Kat get to her feet and make a beeline for Arley, yet they POP louder as Arley sees it coming and while she launches a front missile dropkick at Kat, she also bulldogs Sammi! Kat rolled out of the ring with the impact! Arley starts climbing the ladder now, making it halfway before Sammi gets to her feet and climbs the other side. They meet each other at the top of the ladder, trading shots back and forth; trying their damndest to keep the other from grabbing the belts. Finally, Arley hits Sammi with a European Uppercut but Sammi straight just chins her right in the jaw with a hard right! Arley sways on the ladder. Sammi huffs with much resolve and just goes for it. She grabs Arley around the head and jumps! CUTTER FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER!!!!

Risa goes for the titles at the top of the ladder next but Kat slides into the ring and pulls her off and onto the mat face down. Risa hits hard on the mat but Kat keeps hold of her legs, hoists her up into a Wheelbarrow aaaand...7TH HEAVEN!!!! Risa rolls out of the ring and Kat just lays there, panting. Meanwhile, Sammi drags the very groggy AK to her feet right as there is a loud BOOO when Janet Jacobs appears at the top of the ramp, arms folded and a cocky smirk on her face. As Sammi seized Arley in a headlock, she looked daggers at Janet and shook her head. Irish whip and Sammi dove onto her belly, forcing AK to leap over her on the rebound. The fans seem confused as Sammi snapped back up and hit the ropes in the opposite direction, initiating a criss cross. They run past one another, both attempting clotheslines, dropkicks and the like. Meanwhile, Janet Jacobs had slyly made her way to the bottom of the ramp and was now almost at ringside. Sammi finally snared Arley by catching her arm when she went for a clothesline. The fans absolutely love it as Sammi swings Arley around in a circle a few times as she launches her for an irish whip, but ARLEY KIRK WITH A TOPE TORÑILLO TO THE OUTSIDE ON JANET JACOBS, sending her crashing into the barricade wall! And Sammi followed up with a double bounce shooting star! Not wanting to miss out on all the fun, Risa leapt into the ring and then leapt over the top onto Janet with a double knee drop to the outside and Kat finally nailed her with a Fosbury flop! It's safe to say that nobody wants her at ringside!

Andrew Payne: WHOAAA-HO-HOOOAAA HOOOOLY SHIT!!!!

Miranda Augustino: I would say you don’t hit a lady like that but...well...they’re all ladies!! Goddamn!!

Andrew Payne: You have no business here, Jacobs! Get the HELL outta here!

Getting back to the action, Arley, Risa, Sammi and Kat all dash back into the ring going for the ladders but they stop once they realize they’re all in the ring at the same time. Finally, Arley and Kat go for one ladder and start climbing. Sammi goes for Arley but Risa runs in and starts just hammering away at her with more Strong Style. However, this time, Sammi shocks both Risa and the audience as she eats the first few Strong Style strikes and when Risa goads her into giving her some back, Sammi rocks her with a stiff, frying pan chop across the chest - BRITISH Strong Style! The volume swells as Risa and Sammi engage in a stiff, painful looking Strong Style trade off, respectively from their own regions. Meanwhile, Katrina and Arley are fighting it out on top of the ladder. Kat NAILS Arley with a forearm and knocks her off the ladder! She goes for the belts as Arley lands on her feet but exhaustion sends her to the mat. Sammi reverses an Irish Whip from Risa and sends the Super Tiger CRASHING into the ladder Kat’s on, tipping it over!! Risa stumbles on her feet. Sammi comes off the ropes for a lariat but Risa, screaming her opponent’s name, puroresu style - “BELMOOOOOOOOOONT” - spins for a discus lariat. Both girls COLLIDE and hit the mat. Kat’s dangling from the hook that holds the belts, trying to get them unclasped. It looks like she’s just about to when Arley Kirk climbs the other ladder. She shrugs, shoots the gun fingers at Kat who sees her. Kat’s jaw drops as she realizes she’s helpless for what’s coming. Arley dives off the ladder and SPEARS Kat from the cable! Both women go CRASHING to the mat!

Andrew Payne: MY...GOD!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: THAT’S ONE CRAZY CHICA, ANDY!!!!!

Risa and Sammi start getting back up to their feet again and Sammi starts setting up one of the ladders. As she starts to climb, Risa grabs the taller ladder and sets it up like a bridge between the ropes and the ladder Sammi’s climbing. She meets Sammi at the top and the two start trading shots again. Sammi wins this trade off this time with a hard forearm to Risa’s jaw. Thinking fast, she sees the ladder bridge Risa has set up and climbs up a couple more rungs of the ladder. Sammi turns her back to Risa, reaching back and grabbing her around the head. Sammi flips herself up, back and over Risa, coming down behind her into a backflip reverse DDT!!! THROUGH...THE...LADDER BRIDGE!!!! Sammi and Risa CRASH onto the ladder, snapping it in half with the sheer force they hit at the same time.

Crowd:
THAT WAS AWESOME!!!!
THAT WAS AWESOME!!!!
THAT WAS AWESOME!!!!
THAT WAS AWESOME!!!!

Arley Kirk makes it back to her feet again and sees the carnage between Sammi Belmont and Risa. Both girls are sprawled out on the broken ladder, motionless for the most part. Risa manages to roll over onto her stomach on the mat but winces as she does. Sammi Belmont is completely out cold! A slow motion replay shows what looks like her head snapping back and bouncing off the ladder on impact. Meanwhile, Kat Cage is rolling onto her side, holding her ribs and her neck, grimacing in absolute pain from being speared off of the cable and taking that drop. She starts crawling towards the ropes then, knowing she has to get up.

Andrew Payne: How the hell is Kat Cage even still moving?!

Miranda Augsutino: Ayyye! She’s Latina, Andy! Tough ass cabrona!

Andrew Payne: You know what? As someone who dated a Puerto Rican, I can vouch for that.

Miranda Augustino: Hah! God, look at Risa and Sammi though! I hope they’re not hur---whoa wait a minute! The fuck?!

The fans BOOO, but neither team sees Mai Blackman and Johanna Krieger leap the barricade from the crowd. Mai storms the ring, scoops her up as she’s trying to get to her knees and bloodies her with a vicious CHICAGO KISS, leaving her a crumpled mess in the middle. Meanwhile, Krieger drags Arley off the ladder as she’s starting to climb, causing her to smack her face on the rungs and the fans BOOO as she unleashed a windmill flurry of brutal brass knuckles punches, a red mist eventually flying with every strike as Johanna busts the unconscious woman wide open but doesn't stop until Mai hurriedly pointed to Kat finally getting to her feet and Martial Law roll out of the ring, retreating up the ramp.

Andrew Payne: GODDAMN IT! WHAT THE HELL IS MARTIAL LAW DOING OUT HERE?! FIRST JANET JACOBS, NOW KRIEGER AND BLACKMAN!!!!

Miranda Augustino: Awwwww this is crap, Andy! I don’t think either of the teams expected this!

Kat turns around, seeing Risa and Sammi laid out. She looks over to see Arley Kirk face down on the mat. Kat Cage is oblivious to what even just happened! She looks around again, realizing the moment at hand and quickly limps for the ladder, starting to climb up. Kat pulls herself up to the top, wincing with each rung she climbs. She reaches up, grabs one of the belts by the clasp. Kat pulls it down, holding onto it. She reaches up for the second belt! Grabs it! Pulls it down!

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Here are your winners...AAAAND NEEEEEEEW....NFW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...SAMMI BELMONT...KATRINA CAGE...THE SKILLZ VENDORZ!!!!

Andrew Payne: Well, I doubt they’re gonna be too happy when they watch the tape back but it’s in the books, regardless. A dream...while tainted...has been reached for these two young women!

Miranda Augustino: I wanna say congrats to them but….fuck! Goddamn that Janet Jacobs and her...her….her BITCHES!!!

Katrina Cage climbs back down to the mat with the belts in her hands. Disbelief on her face as Sammi Belmont finally starts coming to. Katrina kneels down and helps her friend to her knees and hands her one of the titles. Sammi takes it on instinct before she realizes their music is playing and she realizes what she’s holding. She looks up at Kat with disbelief and tears in her eyes. Katrina nods, confirming they did it and hugs her teary eyed friend while they celebrate. They want to give props to KTPG but Risa and Arley are both still reeling from the attack that the Skillz Vendorz didn’t see. The shot ends with them celebrating in the ring to a mixed reaction. They see some of the boos and fans trying to tell them something, leaving them confused but for the most part, they’re elated over their victory.

As a video package, the scene opens up in a dark locker room. The lighting flickers as the bulbs threaten to go out but remain on. The visage of Adrianna Salvatore is seen sitting on a bench, deep in thought. She’s in her ring gear. Black leather with hints of red with studs and spikes all over her wrist cuffs and the vest she wears over her halter neck top. Dripping blonde hair hands around her head and in her face as she stares down at her hands. We hear the woman speak but it’s not from there in the locker room. It’s from elsewhere. A voice over. She’s narrating.

Adrianna Salvatore: “I’ve been here before. Under the limelight. On a battlefield where there are no friends. Only others trying to claim what you know is rightfully yours. Is that arrogance?”

Her hands curl into fists.

Adrianna Salvatore: “Maybe...but I don’t see it that way. Some call it arrogance. Others call it entitlement. I call it fate. Because everything happens for a reason….”

Her fists uncurl and she stands from the bench, turning and walking towards the door. Each step she takes echoes, reverberating through what is assumed to be an empty arena. The camera follows her closely from behind as she pushes the door open and steps out into the abandoned backstage area. She turns and starts walking down the hall.

Adrianna Salvatore: “There’s new talent coming into this business every day. Not all of them last….”

She walks down the hallway in slow motion, footsteps still echoing. A cut of the camera angle focuses on her boots. Slowly and methodically they click against the concrete floor. Another cut shows the chains dangling from her vest, softly jingling with each step.

Adrianna Salvatore: “Not everyone is cut out to be a part of this industry and for those who are…. Well...let’s just say few are able to leave their mark as well as others have. As well as *I* have.”

A sudden cut takes us from the scene in the empty arena to a piece of pre-recorded footage. It’s an old match some of viewers might recognize. Over a dozen women are in the ring, mixing it up. Among them, the largest one there is shown in quick shots, absolutely laying waste to the opposition. A big boot here. A discus lariat there. An effortless German Suplex sends one girl flying across the ring, knocking her into another which subsequently causes that one knocked into to go over the top rope and eat the floor below. We can very faintly hear the announcers of the match, exclaiming “and there’s another elimination for her!” In the same clip, who we recognize as Adrianna Salvatore in her...old moniker, spears the living daylights out of another woman then throws her by the hair over the rope. Adrianna throws her dyed black hair back out of her skull painted face and clenches her fists at her side, sticking her tongue out. She looks goddamn terrifying in her Apocalypta persona. She continues to narrate.

Adrianna Salvatore: “That’s what you have to do to stay relevant. Kick the door in. Raise hell. Take no prisoners. Stamp your footprint into the industry.”

Cut back to Adrianna in the empty arena and she’s moving down the hallway towards the Gorilla position now. As she mentions stamping your footprint in, she walks through an old pile of dust and the camera focuses on the imprint of the sole of her boot. The anarchy symbol punched into the dirt. The camera cuts to a side view as she continues. The muscles in her arm flex and sweat runs down her bicep while she clenches her fists again, showing off just how much work she puts into maintaining her body.

Adrianna Salvatore: “You let them know what your name is and then...you make them remember.”

We cut to another series of shots from past matches. They’re all more or less the same thing. Adrianna is completely destroying opponents in the ring...and outside of it. Chronologically she’s seen in her Apocalypta persona taking on the likes of Shelley Silver and Erin Mercer. Next she’s seen without the face paint, still with black hair, going through opponents such as Alex Brody and Candi Broduer. After shots of her pinning or submitting her opponents, we see one shot of an unpainted Adrianna hoisting a championship over her head. Sweat drenched, blood running from her nose and down the corner of her mouth. We hear an announcer faintly call “aaaaaand STILL…”

Adrianna Salvatore: “But….”

The screen suddenly goes black.

Adrianna Salvatore: “This isn’t all about just winning.”

To the tune of what sounds like dramatic drum beats, the scene opens back up to another, more recent series of clips. In a clip that didn’t take place in NFW, we see former-NFW roster member Mia Hayashi being held by the hair by another former roster member, Tyler Grey. Adrianna is handcuffed to the ring ropes, kicking and thrashing while those she once saw as family - Marissa Viskan and her mother LeeAnn - stand by with sick smiles on their faces.

Mia Hayashi is seen plummeting down down down from the top of the titan tron, thrown by Tyler Grey and she lands in an explosion of sparks and glass as she hits the light structure below. Tears stream down Adrianna’s face as she sits there, helpless to do anything.

We cut back to NFW territory and U.S Champion Sela Rica-Lark is seen attacking Adrianna backstage, prior to that, and beating her bloody, opening up a wound that Tyle Grey caused.

Adrianna Salvatore: “It’s about a clean slate. Starting over...for everyone. Everywhere.”

Back inside the dark, empty arena, Adrianna reaches the Gorilla position. Through the curtain we can see a light and hear a crowd going insane. Adrianna stands in place with her head down, eyes closed, fists clenched.

Adrianna Salvatore: “Can you get knocked down off of the top of that mountain and climb back to the top? Can you pass the ones trying to keep you on the bottom?”

The next series of clips shows Adrianna in her career since after that fateful loss. Still ever the beast of a woman, wreaking carnage in her wake. Her climb back to the top.

Adrianna Salvatore: “I’ve spent the last year...working towards that very goal. Picking myself up...and making that climb again…. And now that I have, the ones I cared about..the ones I respected...even thought of as family…. They’ve caused a deeper pain that I’ve ever felt. Betrayal. For that...I’ll burn everyone…. Everything.”

Standing at the Gorilla position, Adrianna clenches her fists again and starts to lift her head.

Adrianna Salvatore: “I will not be held down. I will not be denied. Heh...I will not go quietly into the night. I’ll take my place at the top of this mountain. At the top...I will look out over MY Frontier. The NFW United States Championship. It will be mine...and I’ll rule over the ashes of this earth with it as my battle banner. The Queen of Anarchy….”

The camera cuts to right in front of Adrianna as she opens her eyes. Shockingly, they aren’t her normal brown but are an eerie white with black pupils in the center.

Adrianna Salvatore: “...And the Fucking King...of the World!!”

The smile that slowly creeps across her lips makes her just look all the more eerie as the shot finally cuts to black. The last thing we hear, more broken up as if coming from an old radio is the voice of Johnny Cash….

“And I heard...as it were...one of the four beasts saying...come and see...and I saw. Behold...a white horse….”

As Cash speaks, the American flag hangs in the shot, tattered and battle worn at first when a small hole starts to burn in the center. The flaming circle spreads, wider and wider, consuming the stars and stripes banner from the inside out until it burns away completely, leaving a black screen. Finally, in deep crimson, we see the words….

The scene comes up at an unknown dark location. The ground seems to covered in a thin fog. It parts just enough to see the splayed body of Sela-Rica Lark as she seems to flow and play on the ground.

Sela-Rica Lark: Do you know what makes blood so special to me? Drawing it certainly sparks a pleasure within me, tasting it naturally sets my senses ablaze, but that's just the effects. Why is it special? Is it the life force, the ebb and flow of vitality? Is it more fantastical where I must feed in order to sustain me? Or just some morbid fascination that can be found in every psychology student's textbook?

She stretches out, revealing the United States title next to her in the fog. She gives an almost seductive smile to it.

Sela-Rica Lark: The truth is it's all and neither. Some things just cannot be quantified, but I do appreciate the knowledge of the life it gives, the power it holds and the possibilities it brings. It isn't just an accumulation of oxygenated cells and plasma to me. No, it is so much more than that. It's a symbol of perfect harmony. It brings the required oxygen to every vital organ of your body and in return, the body sends it back to get more oxygen to deliver to another organ. A perfect balance of back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.

Sela cackles loudly as her hair starts to swish under her.

Sela-Rica Lark: Oh Adrianna, your anarchy, in all its destructive, vengeful glory relies on something so small, so inherent though. It relies on the balance of perfection. And when that perfection is disturbed...

Sela slams her fist on the ground as she sits up, breaking the fog around her.

Sela-Rica Lark: … your anarchy grinds to a halt around… me. You cannot escape the fate you weave no matter what chaos you bring. You cannot hope to achieve a revolution, to burn it all and leave the earth drenched in blood, if you can't understand that your own blood powers the machine.

She begins to sway, leaning back and bringing her knees up slightly.

Sela-Rica Lark: You and I will play tonight of course. And tonight, no screaming anthem or flags of the vindicated will save you. We will play, we will bleed… you will fall and I…

Sela brandishes a knife cutting into her own palm almost incomprehensible to the naked eye. Slowly then she moves it out holding her open hand over the United States title.

Sela-Rica Lark: I will continue to prove that perfection can be saved, when you embrace all its aspects. Drip… by… drip… you'll lose the order from which your chaos stems. And mine… will just get better.

The camera zooms in on the continued dripping blood on the United States title before the scene fades out.
The scene comes up on the backstage office with Cali-Kate standing by at the wheel now dressed as an original series Star Trek officer.

Cali-Kate: What do you think NFW-verse? We are coming into our biggest matches of the night. There are so many options the wheel could potentially choose from. And next up are two queens who value carnage and destruction above all else. Sela-Rica Lark, the United States champ, and her challenger Adrianna Salvatore, record holding world champ here in NFW.

Kate spins the wheel. It turns for a few seconds before coming to a halt.

Cali-Kate: And these two forces are going to be locked inside Hell in a Cell. Will even such a demonic structure be able to hold these two back? All I can say for Miami's sake tonight is live long and prosper.

Standing in the center of the ring, Thea Crawford brings up a microphone as the Hell In A Cell structure comes down around the ring.

Thea Crawford: The following contest is a Hell In A Cell match, scheduled for one fall AND it is for the NFW United States Championship! Introducing first….
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 sneers down at the ring and the cell structure; her face painted up in skull makeup with white contacts over her eyes. She steps forward, approaching the ring with a calm sense of purpose in her steps.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, the challenger! Weighing in at 150lbs! She is the Queen of Anarchy...ADRIANNA...SALVATORE!!!

Adrianna comes to stand on the outside of the cell, gazing up at the massive steel structure towering above her. Those built shoulders on the women rise and fall as she reaches up and pulls the hood to her vest back before pulling the vest itself off and tossing it aside before storming right through the open door and beginning to circle the ring. The woman runs her fingers along the chainlink as she laps around the ring, finally climbing up onto the apron and steps in through the ropes.


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 with the United States Title. Over her other shoulder, she carries her barbwire baseball bat. 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’”

Sela walks down the ramp, a sadistic smile on her face as she looks towards the ring. She takes her time at ringside, looking up and around at the cell, 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 with the title.

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.

The two women stand back in their corners as the referee raises the NFW United States Championship up for the crowd to see before handing it off to another referee who brings it to the timekeeper.

Andrew Payne: Hell In A Cell. Adrianna Salvatore and Sela Rica-Lark. United States Championship.

Miranda Augustino: God Damn America is one of the hashtags trending for this match and if the Queen of Anarchy walks out of here with the title? We may all very well be.

Andrew Payne: Either that or Playtime with the Underground Queen will continue! We’ll find out.

~DING DING DING~

Adrianna and Sela hang back in their corners for a moment with Sela Rica-Lark taking a moment to pose sensually for the crowd, showing off her stunning body. She shoots Adrianna a look over her shoulder with a wicked smirk as she stretches a leg up on the top rope, running her hand up her thigh. She turns the smirk towards the crowd then and the moment she takes her eyes off of Adrianna, the Queen of Anarchy steps out of her corner, starting to approach Sela. As she starts closing in on her, Sela spins around and places her foot against Adrianna’s chest, grinning evilly, running her tongue over her teeth as she slides the foot down Adrianna’s chest...suggestively. Adrianna stands there, statuesque for a moment until Sela’s foot reaches the waistline of her belt. That’s when she explodes into action, swatting Sela’s foot down and begins firing away with forearm shots to the face and jaw to the Underground Queen. She follows up with a hard Irish whip across the ring and into the corner, rushing in behind Sela with a big corner splash; the crowd gets behind her immediately. Sela stumbles out of the corner, clearly caught off guard by the sheer aggression that her opponent has brought to the table. She steps out and stumbles right into Adrianna Salvatore’s arms for an Exploder Suplex and a cover.

ONE!

TW--!

Adrianna gives a menacing sneer on her painted face as she pulls Sela up by the hair. From there, she lifts the woman up onto her shoulder and drops her across the top rope onto her throat and upper chest. As Sela stumbles back, Adrianna comes off the ropes with a hellacious, discus clothesline, knocking Sela down to the mat again. Here, Sela immediately rolls over towards the ropes to try and pull herself up but Adrianna grabs that same arm and rolls Sela over into a Cross Armbar. Sela struggles against the hold, thrashing her legs around, trying to get them on the ropes or try to fold her arm inward to release the tension on her limb. Adrianna’s using all of her power, though, and keeps wrenching back on it. Finally, Sela does manage to shift over and get her foot on the bottom rope but Adrianna doesn’t let go and the referee can’t do anything. All he can do is ask Sela is she wants to give up, which Sela shrieks out at him that she refuses. Finally, she does manage to slide her body over the edge of the apron, risking her very limb as she tries to escape the ring. Fortunately, Adrianna tops to release her and let her out onto the floor. However, Adrianna stays right on her tail, sliding out of the ring and goes for Sela again. This time, she whips her into the cage wall and pins her there, grabbing onto her head and presses her face against the chainlink. Sela lets out a stifled scream through her teeth, refusing to out right cry out as Adrianna runs her face side to side against the merciless steel cage. The camera gets close enough as Adrianna brings her lips to Sela’s ear and hisses that she told her she was gonna bleed for her. She yanks Sela back and RAMS her face right into the cage wall, causing her to bounce off and fall to the floor.

Andrew Payne: The Queen of Anarchy is proving to be absolutely merciless right out the gate!

Miranda Augustino: Putting a hurtin’ on the champion! Sela’s gotta dig deep or it might be a short match! The hell’s Salvatore doin’?

Andrew Payne: Yeah, speaking of digging deep, Adrianna’s digging deep under that ring!

The commentary team continues back and forth as Adrianna Salvatore begins going under the apron and pulling stuff out. Chairs, a table, and other miscellaneous items. Notably, she pulls out a large trash bag filled about halfway with something in it and sets it in the corner of the ring under the turnbuckle before turning her attention back to Sela Rica-Lark, advancing on her again, leaving the commentary to buzz about what’s in the bag. As Adrianna reaches Sela and grabs for her hair, the United States Champion has a kendo stick in her hand and rams the end into Adrianna’s midsection, staggering her back. She cocks the stick up and over her head, bringing it down HARD across Adrianna’s back with a CRACK! Adrianna straightens up immediately, glaring wide eyed at the Underground Queen, seemingly unphased or even pissed off. Sela cocks the stick up and brings it down between her opponent’s neck and shoulder. Adrianna stumbles back and her knees look like they’re about to buckle. She straightens again and keeps coming, beginning to breathe heavy. Sela just stares back at her, blood running down her forehead already from having her face raked across the cage. She cocks the kendo stick up again and WHACKS it downward right over Adrianna’s head. Adrianna stumbles, Sela discards the kendo stick and charges in, delivering a shotgun dropkick, knocking the technical powerhouse backwards into the cell wall. Adrianna slumps down but starts to get up again; however Sela is on her feet again and comes running in, driving her knee into the side of Adrianna’s head. She hits another knee and keeps on over and over and over, performing DRAW SUFFERING on her opponent until Adrianna sits, apparently lifeless against the cell wall. The crowd boos the Underground Queen as she drags the Queen of Anarchy to her feet, throwing her back inside the ring. Sela slides right in, crawling tauntingly over Adrianna and lays over her suggestively for the cover.

ONE!

TW--!

Adrianna makes the kick out, throwing Sela Rica-Lark right off of her. Adrianna immediately sits up but Sela is on her feet first, snatching up a baking sheet. Sela steps up and SMACKS the baking sheet across the top of Adrianna’s head. As soon as she goes back down, Sela starts raining shots down with the edge of the tray into Adrianna’s ribs and chest. Finally, she presses it down across her throat and just puuuuuuuuuushes down on it, choking the life out of her. Adrianna grabs at the tray, kicking her legs as she goes to try and push the tray back off of her neck. Sela’s down on one knee, pushing as hard as she can, screaming with unbridled rage as she administers all of the force she has, screaming at Adrianna that she can’t have the title. It’s hers and always will be! The power struggle, however, eventually starts going to Adrianna however as she starts pushing the baking sheet up off of her throat. A low groan, turning into a guttural roar emits from the leather and spike clad woman as she starts forcing Sela’s weapon up off of her. Sela finally relents, throwing the weapon away and just mounts Adrianna before she can fully sit up, starting to rain down punches across her face and chest. The crowd boos at Sela’s overall savagery as she just continues to rain the shots down, finally leaning down in Adrianna’s face to taunt her some more and that’s when Adrianna’s hand SEIZES her by the throat. A death grip, more like an Iron claw around Sela’s gullet as Adrianna forces her back up and off of her, getting to her feet. A camera cut shows the white eyed, wild look on her skull painted face. Sela responds with a thumb to the eye and a kick to the midsection, forcing Adrianna to let her throat go. As the Underground Queen comes running in, the challenger lets out a guttural roar, spins and LEVELS-- NO!!! Sela ducks under the attempt at a Discus Lariat, comes back off the ropes with a CHOP BLOCK to Adrianna’s knee!

Miranda Augustino: Oh, her knee! That’s how ya keep the big ones down, Andy!

Andrew Payne: I can’t argue that and anything does go in this kind of match up.

Miranda Augustino: You ever do a Hell In A Cell, Andy?

Andrew Payne: You know what? Never. That’s the one match I probably haven’t ever done.

As Adrianna tries to get up to her feet, though, it’s her wrist that Sela grabs and helps her to her feet only to administer an Arm Twist right into a Shoulder Breaker on her right shoulder. Adrianna staggers but it doesn’t phase her much yet. Sela keeps ramming her shoulder into Adrianna’s until it looks as though she starts to falter some. Finally, Sela goes for an Irish Whip but Adrianna reverses it, sending her into the corner. She slams into the turnbuckles and slides down to the mat. Adrianna comes charging in and goes for a cannonball senton into the corner but Sela moves out of the way, causing Adrianna to crash against the turnbuckles upside down and slumps down. Sela immediately grabs her by the wrists, pulling her with great effort towards the ringpost. The crowd reacts with empathy as Sela stretches out Adrianna’s right arm and SLAMS it against the ringpost! Adrianna grimaces in pain and maybe even cries out. We can’t really tell over the crowd. Sela pulls her arm out and slams it into the post again. Adrianna clutches her shoulder and rolls out of the ring, landing on the floor. As she rolls onto her front, Sela walks over and grabs her by her wrists. To the crowd’s horror, Sela pulls her up off the floor by her arms and plants her foot in between her shoulder blades. “HURTS SO GOOD” ON THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!!!

Andrew Payne: OH MY GOD!!!!

Miranda Augustino: THAT PADDING AIN’T THAT THICK, ANDY!!!!

Andrew Payne: I’m all about brutality but this woman’s out of her goddamn mind, Mir!!!

Sela does a sultry, seductive pose, taunting the crowd as Adrianna lies on the floor, holding her face. She dips down, making sure Adrianna can hear her real well and mock cries, rubbing her fists against her cheeks with those red lips pouting out. Sela asks her “are you okay sweetheart? Did I hurt you?” in about the most mocking tone one can imagine. “Is Mistress playing too rough? Oh but you like it rough, don’t you?” She starts digging under the ring and tossing more stuff into the ring, this time, pulling out a ladder and sliding it inside the ring. She stops and sees something then and a dark, wicked grin crosses her lips. The crowd stirs up as she goes to her starting corner and grabs her barbwire baseball bat, twirling it in her wrist as she saunters back over towards Adrianna Salvatore. Adrianna is grabbing onto the cage wall, starting to pull herself up. Sela cocks back and just swings the bat, right against the exposed part of Adrianna’s back. Adrianna audibly yells this time and falls back to the floor on her hands and knees. Sela cocks the bat up and brings it down again, knocking her flat onto the floor now. Still, Adrianna pushes herself up onto her knees as Sela walks around in front of her, adding a sexy sway to her hips, batting her eyelashes and tapping her lips thoughtfully. When Adrianna makes it up onto her knees, Sela holds the bat like a rifle and more or less butt strokes her right in the face! The moment, Adrianna’s on the floor, Sela’s straddling her and pressing the barbwire against her face, screaming over the woman’s own yells of pain that this is what she wanted. Sela rakes the bat across her forehead for a moment then gets up and gives her a few boots. She then rolls into the ring again, dropping the weapon to the mat and starts setting up tables as well as the ladder.

Andrew Payne: This woman is sick, Mir! She just wants to cause all sorts of pain to people!

Miranda Augustino: It’s Playtime With Sela, Andy! What do you expect?!

Andrew Payne: Well, she’s been doing a good job of making playtime seem like a nightmare.

Miranda Augustino: Scary thing is, I think she’s just getting start---WHOA!!!!

As Miranda is speaking and Sela is rolling out of the ring again on the adjacent side to where she last left Adrianna, she’s taken enough time setting stuff up that Adrianna’s caught a breather. The now bloody and painted face woman comes charging in like a miniature steam engine, dives and just PLOWS right into Sela!! MOAB LAUNCH!! Sela Rica-Lark and Adrianna slam into the cell wall and that portion of it practically SNAPS off of the rest!! Both women hit the floor hard and go rolling outside of the cell. The sheer impact that Adrianna hit Sela with causes she, herself, to go barreling over and slamming against the commentary table.

Crowd:
THAT WAS AWESOME!
THAT WAS AWESOME!
THAT WAS AWESOME!
THAT WAS AWESOME!

As the crowd and commentary team continue to go nuts, Adrianna is the first to stir and pull herself up to her feet but she slumps back against the outside of the cell. Sela starts to pull herself up to her feet. She grabs Adrianna as she’s catching her breath and rams her face into the cell. Adrianna’s head bounces off and this seems to awaken something in her. She flings her bloody blonde hair back out of her face and gives Sela an utterly terrifying look with her empty white gaze; blood running down her skull painted features. Something about the look in her eyes causes Sela to seemingly second guess her strategy on her opponent and she slowly starts to back up. Adrianna starts pressing forward, moving slowly as if in some kind of trance. Sela turns and starts scaling the cell wall as fast as she can but Adrianna advances on her and grabs her by the boot. Sela fights against it and pulls her foot free, booting Adrianna right in the face and causing her to stumble back while the United States Champion continues scaling the wall. Adrianna lifts her gaze towards her opponent and finally just starts climbing up after her. Sela makes it up to the top first and steps back from the edge, hunching down in a position ready to go and goads Adrianna to make it up to her. The camera cuts to a low angle at the top of the cell just as Adrianna reaches up over the top edge of the cell. We see her horrifying expression rise into view with a bloody snarl on her face. Like something out of a horror movie as she starts pulling herself up onto the top of the cell. Adrianna gets back to a vertical, albeit unsteady, base and Sela comes charging.

Andrew Payne: I say again, I’m all about insane shit but this isn’t something I’d recommend to anybody, Mir!

Miranda Augustino: I’m not even a wrestler and I can tell ya this is loco, Andy!

Andrew Payne: I think these two wanna kill each other! To hell with a title!

Sela and Adrianna are trading shots on top of the cell. Sela is digging deep and her shots are knocking Adrianna back towards the edge with the crowd starting to stand out of their chairs. A quick shot shows a random fan with her hands over her mouth, hoping nothing too wrong happens! Sela steps back as Adrianna looks rocked on her feet. The crowd starts to roar as Sela steps in for a Superkick but ADRIANNA CATCHES IT!!! Sela immediately responds with an ENZIGURI to the side of the head and Adrianna goes down, face down on the cell roof. She rolls onto her back and alllllmost goes over the edge before stopping herself but before she can start getting up, Sela Rica-Lark is on her again, throwing more shots to the face and chest. Adrianna manages to block most of them this time so Sela just starts choking the life out of her, leaning her head and shoulders back over the edge of the cell. Both women have blood running down their faces. Sela, herself, looks wild and crazed in her own right as she screams down at Adrianna that she’ll kill her before she lets her take the title from her. Again, something seems to come over Adrianna...a second wind or something...and she grabs Sela by the throat, pushing her back up away from her. Sela’s hands leave Adrianna’s throat and grab her wrist, trying to pry her hand off but before she can, Adrianna plants a knee into her chest and just MONKEY FLIPS Sela Rica-Lark OFF THE TOP OF THE CELL!!!! The crowd and commentary team watch in horror as Sela flips over Adrianna and plummets down down down, CRASHING through the Spanish commentary table!!

Andrew Payne: OH...MY...FUCKING...GOD!!!!

Miranda Augustino: AYYYYYYE DIOS MIO!!!!!

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

Andrew Payne: Adrianna Salvatore...the Queen of Anarchy...just sent Sela Rica-Lark...straight...to...HELL!!!!

Miranda Augustino: Ref might have to end this match, Andy!

Andrew Payne: Maybe!

But as EMTs and more referees come rushing down the ring, trying to get a stretcher around the cell over to where Sela is sprawled out on the ruined table, Adrianna also comes climbing back down until she’s low enough to just drop to the floor on her feet. She steadies herself, a little dizzy from blood loss but soon starts grabbing and shoving EMTs and referees out of the way. When she’s finally able to, she grabs Sela Rica-Lark by the hair and pulls her up to her feet, guiding her back towards the opening in the cell. She’s practically half-dragging Sela as she’s so out of it, she can barely stand. Adrianna throws her opponent back into the ring under the bottom rope before noticing how close the camera is to her so she grins eerily, sliding her tongue out of her mouth as she pushes her blood stained hair back out of her face. Adrianna slowly climbs back onto the apron and gets into the ring where she goes for the plastic trash bag she pulled from under the ring. We finally get our answer as to what has nearly filled the bag as Adrianna reaches in and pulls out a handful of...THUMBTACKS! The crowd rises into an excited roar as she lets the handful fall to the mat, sweeping her arm out slowly. She sprinkles a couple more handfuls out before just dumping the bag out and spreading them out as wide as she can while also keeping the pile somewhat thick.

Andrew Payne: Ohhhhh shiiiiiiit! Shades of her father! The Beast of the Dominion! Doomsday!

Miranda Augustino: Oh I bet Papa’s proud as shit now! Baby girl has fucking snapped!

Adrianna walks over to where Sela is pushing up onto all fours. The champion reaches up and grabs onto her opponent’s pants, trying to pull herself up that way. Visibly overcome with bloodlust, Adrianna takes a handful of hair and drags Sela over to the pile of thumbtacks. She stands her up and snatches the redhead by the throat, gripping her in that iron claw grip again, grinning maliciously. As she moves Sela’s arm over her shoulder to setup for a Chokeslam, however, Sela realizes the desperate situation she’s in and starts elbowing Adrianna in the side of the head until she’s able to get her to let go of her throat. She then DRILLS her knee into Adrianna’s ribs, grabs her around the head and DRIVES her head/face first into the thumbtacks with a Snap DDT!!!!

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Andrew Payne: FACE FIRST INTO THE TACKS!!!!

Miranda Augustino: GODDAMN!!!!!

Adrianna pops up from the impact, giving a clear visual of her bloodied face now covered in tacks before she just falls backwards and sprawls on the mat. Sela sits up with tacks riddling her ass and lower back but she grimaces through the pain and makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE--NO!!!

Adrianna throws her shoulder up and Sela grabs her face, rolling off of her with an anguished shriek. She pulls herself up on the ropes, using them and the turnbuckle to keep herself up as she watches Adrianna. Sela’s shaking her head and muttering something. Is it to herself? Is it towards Adrianna? We don’t know but she sure looks crazy doing it! Sela pulls on the ropes, hissing through her teeth like a madwoman as Adrianna struggles to push herself to her feet. Just as she gets her feet planted and starts straightening up, Sela comes charging out of the corner for a Spear but Adrianna SNATCHES her up off of her feet! Pivots! SPINEBUSTER ONTO THE TACKS!!!!!! Sela gets all of it, right in the center of the large ant hill of metal pins. Adrianna just falls to the side and rolls onto her back like that was the last of her energy she had. The crowd is on their feet, screaming!

CROWD
FIGHT FOREVER!
FIGHT FOREVER!
FIGHT FOREVER!
FIGHT FOREVER!

Both women lie there in the ring; their chests rising and falling with labored breaths at this point. Sela Rica-Lark lies on her side, almost going into convulsions from the pain of everything through her body but...she’s...smiling. The Underground Queen...is...goddamn...SMILING!! More than that, she runs a hand down her face and lets out a noise that sounds like she might be enjoying the sensation a little TOO much. She runs her fingers down her neck, giggling through her teeth and licks her upper lip at the camera before starting to get up and look over at Adrianna. Adrianna Salvatore is laid out, motionless on the mat as if she has nothing left in her. Sela pulls herself up to her feet, picking her barbwire bat up with a blood speckled hand. She brings the business end up close to her face and just gazes at the weapon like it’s a long lost lover before grinning to the crowd, salaciously. As she turns back towards Adrianna then, the Queen of Anarchy just suddenly SITS UP! The crowd pops as the camera does a dramatic, fast pan in on her bloodied, painted face. Those emotionless white eyes blink slowly as her brow furrows into a scowl and she slowly looks over at Sela. Sela’s laughing now and motioning for her to get up and come get some more. As Adrianna makes it to her feet, Sela comes in fast and swings wide! Adrianna ducks! Scoops her up across her shoulders into a Firemen’s Carry! The crowd starts screaming! This is it! ATOM BO--NO!! Sela lands on her feet as her body is swung over Adrianna’s head. She immediately runs to the corner! Pushes off! Comes back fast! Adrianna turns! SPEAR THROUGH A TABLE IN THE OPPOSITE CORNER!!!! The table explodes into shards as Adrianna goes through it. Sela grabs her by the legs and pulls her out of the corner. Cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREEEEEEEE--NOOO!!!!!

Adrianna gets the shoulder up again! Sela fumbles back from her in absolute shock. Eyes wide on her bloody face, grabbing her hair madly and shaking her head. Gritting her teeth again, Sela gets a different look over her face. A look of absolute murder on her face as she gets to her feet and looks at the ladder she’s set up. She grabs the two tables she’s set beside it and moves them onto one side of the rungs. The champion then stumbles over and pulls Adrianna up to her feet, dragging her over and laying her across the two tables. She grabs her by the jaw, bringing her mouth suggestively close to hers and mutters something that looks like “Playtime’s over, beautiful!” She gives Adrianna a couple of rough slaps to the face before circling the ladder and beginning to climb up to the top. The climb is slow and agonizing. It hurts to even attempt it but Sela Rica-Lark lives for this kind of pain so she keeps climbing. Adrianna stirs on the tables as if some unseen source is hitting her with a defibrillator. As Sela reaches for the top rung with her hand, Adrianna rolls onto her side and grabs the ladder rung on her side, pulling herself into a situp. She sees Sela’s position and realizes the danger she’s in so, fumbling, and as fast as her pained, broken body can move which isn’t all that fast but still with effort, she pulls herself to stand on the tables and climbs the other side of the ladder. As Adrianna reaches the top, Sela looks up to see her opponent back on her feet. She gives an exhausted yet impressed laugh of disbelief, shaking her head...then she ROCKS Adrianna with a hard fist to the jaw. Adrianna tips back back back...but she catches the top of the ladder, refusing to fall! She pulls herself back in and DRILLS Sela with a forearm to the jaw! Sela slumps and almost drops but she grabs the top of the ladder as well.

Andrew Payne: This is getting more insane by the minute, Mir! I don’t know how these two are still even standing!

Miranda Augustino: It’s a title match, Andy! Ain’t shit gonna keep these putas down!

Andrew Payne: One of these women will be leaving as the United States Champion! Neither of them may not walk out of here on their own!

Sela and Adrianna continue to throw shots at each other until they start grabbing each other by the hair and just SLAMMING their faces into the top of the ladder. Sela finally grabs Adrianna by the hair and slams her face not once not twice, but thri---NO! Before the third face slam, Adrianna blocks the attempt by swatting Sela’s hand away. She grabs her by the back of the head and SMASHES her in the face with a headbutt! Sela teeter totters back and forth, blood running from her nose now as her eyes roll back. She’s still holding onto the ladder with one hand and before she can lose her grip, Adrianna climbs up a couple more rungs and grabs her wrist. She puuuuuuulls Sela up some and throws the woman’s arm over the back of her neck, doing the same to her. She grabs Sela’s trunks then and with every ounce of strength in her body and lifts her up vertically, barely balancing on her side of the ladder!!!

Andrew Payne: Look at this! LOOK AT THIS!

Miranda Augustino: AYYYYYYYEEEE!! What’s she doing?!

Andrew Payne: She gonna go for a superplex that high?!

Miranda Augustino: Wait! No! NO WAY!!

GROUND ZERO THROUGH THE TABLES BELOW!!!!!!!! Metal bends and snaps. More wood explodes and flies around them as the women CRASH through the tables!! Both women are laid out on the mat but Adrianna has her legs over Sela’s arms while Sela’s legs are long ways across Adrianna’s midsection. The referee had but a few seconds to survey the damage before Adrianna pushes herself up onto her elbow and grabs onto Sela’s legs, holding onto them and bracing her own legs down on the Underground Queen’s arms as she manages to sit up! It’s a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!!!!!!!

~DING DING DING~

Andrew Payne: SHE DID IT!!!! BY FUCKING GOD, EXCUSE MY LANGUAGE BUT SHE DID IT!!!!!!

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner...AAAAAAND NEEEEEEEEEWWWWWW…..NFW...UNITED STATES CHAMPION….THE QUEEN OF ANARCHY...ADRIANNA...SALVATORE!!!!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: Barely able to stand….bleeding like a stuck pig….thumbtacks in her face, Andy, her FACE...but the Queen of Anarchy has made good on her word and now I think the Underground Queen’s kingdom may just well have been burned to the ground.

Andrew Payne: We’ve got dented chairs...broken kendo sticks...pieces of tables...barbire baseball bats...these women’s blood is on the mat. The Hell In A Cell structure needs repair. Both of these women might have to go to the hospital but there you have it everyone. Adrianna Salvatore. The - I should say our - our new United States Champion. Matt. Mia. If you two are watching. I know you’re probably proud of her right now.

Porcelain And The Tramp’s “King Of The World” plays on throughout the arena as the Hell In A Cell raises up and Adrianna Salvatore rolls out of the ring, clutching the title that’s been handed to her. She stares down at the center plate and we can almost see whatever might remain of her...softer side...as a smile of pride teases the corners of her mouth as she stares down at the red, white, blue and gold plate. Overall, however, she sneers menacingly as she makes it to the top of the ramp and just raises the United States Championship over her head. The final shot of the match before it cuts away.

The view cuts to the #1 Contender to the NFW World Undisputed Championship, Emelie Sanclemente, dressed in some different garb than usual: all-black and in two pieces as opposed to the Swedish flag singlet everyone's used to her wearing. The Swede's dyed hair actually matches for once, as she dyed it black to match. There's no way she'd miss out on this opportunity. Her face also shows some black non-toxic paint around her eyes. There's a little red in there too, as Em has ruby red lipstick applied. She's more dolled up than usual for a wrestling show.

Emelie Sanclemente: "Before WarGames, I didn't think I'd be here. I know I say that a lot whenever anything good happens, and I know I've mentioned it a lot this week, but if there was ever a time where I meant it? This is the time: against this brand's top champion. Griffin Hawkins is a man I respect to the moon and back as a wrestler and as a person. Truth be told, I'd be rooting for him if this were nearly anyone else facing him. But tonight, that anyone else isn't anyone else. It's me facing him."

Sanclemente puts on a black tailed tuxedo, complete with a black bow-tie and a red rose on the left breast of the tux. White gloves included.

Emelie Sanclemente: "Cliche as it sounds, the most I can do is go out there and give it every single thing I've got. That's all I know to do, and if I lose? Then hey, I can still say I had a great time wrestling at this elite a level for once. Win or lose, I'm leaving this building with a smile on my face knowing I gave it everything I had. But if you think I'm just going out there to perform, then... well, would I really have been in that WarGames match?"

Looking more and more like a smaller version her partner in magic with every piece she puts on, Emelie puts on fishnet stockings before slipping on a pair of thigh-high black boots. Usually, they'd be high-heeled, but Emelie's not asking for a broken ankle, so the soles are flat.

Emelie Sanclemente: "Look, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I was nervous for that WarGames match, too, but for that match I had friends who were far less nervous. This is entirely different. I'm on my own. I know full well that this is my very first world title match. I've never won a title match in the year that I've been wrestling. I made sure to check that before I said it, because... well, it sure felt like it before tonight. My road to this match hasn't been smooth in any facet. I still don't know what my win percentage is, but I know it's... less than stellar. It's certainly not world-champion caliber. I was the very first one out of that Silver Rush Rumble, if you remember the last pay-per-view. I lost every match I was in with this company in 2019. Until last week, my lovelife was nearly completely unraveled, and it was my own fault. I fell out with my former best friend due to things within this company... and as terrible as they are, that was my fault too. As much as I've tried to be as close to one as I can be, I'm no saint. Not even close."

The girl grabs a cane, twirling it around a little before planting it down on it's base in a dramatic manner.

Emelie Sanclemente: "But all that I've been through, all the pain both emotionally and physically, all the hardship since getting to NFW... every single SECOND of it... it would be worth hoisting the Undisputed Championship over my head to end the night. It would be worth me holding that Undisputed Championship over my head being the last image that people see... you know, I could say that I hope that works out, but hoping and actually doing are two separate things, aren't they?"

Emelie dons a black crystal skull mask...

Emelie Sanclemente: "So I'm gonna go out there and actually do."

...then an all black top hat, completing the "tiny goth Zatanna" look.

Emelie Sanclemente: "You're looking at the next NFW World Undisputed Champion."

And with that, out poofs the #1 Contender in a cloud of purple smoke.
We go to footage of earlier in the day, we see Griffin Hawkins who is lying upward on the roof of the arena, dressed in a leather vest with a Motley Crue T-Shirt underneath and blue ripped jeans. He continues looking up at the sky...the Undisputed Title resting in his arms as he begins to speak.

Griffin: We are living in desperate times. The world is at unrest and we're doing everything we can to survive. More than ever its important to accomplish your dreams, because when this is all over you'll be able to look back and feel proud that you did what you set out to do..

He slowly gets up, holding the title.

Griffin: Emelie Sanclemente is one of those people. A woman who came from nothing...and worked hard to get to the grandest stage now wants to become Undisputed Champion. I respect Em and consider her a friend...for once I am not facing someone who relies on jumping me from behind or hiding behind a group of brainwashed cult leaders to do their dirty work. But like other opponents I've faced....I have to do what I have to do to keep this very title.

He adjusts it to his shoulder.

Griffin: I may not know Emelie well...but I know people like her...I used to be like her. I started wrestling years ago with dreams of one day becoming World Champion. Everywhere I went to, I had people telling me you can't do it..you don't deserve to be Champion, you're just some gimmick trying to get noticed. I'm sure she has heard those same doubters..so I'm gonna be different from that. Emelie is a great athlete, she has proven time and time again that she has what it takes to become a major force in NFW, maybe one day she'll become Champion...but on this night...I can't allow it.

He holds up the gold.

Griffin: The belt in my hand is not just a title...it's the salvation of every man and woman who ever laced up a pair of boots. A belt that has caused much jealousy among members of Trauma because they are vying to be the king or queen of the mountain. Emelie wants this belt so she can be called the best and prove once and for all that she belongs here and has the right to be called Champion, but as much as I respect her drive and ambition, I have no choice but to stop her. Emelie is someone who would definitely make a good Undisputed Champion, but for that..she has to go through me....and I am ready to fight until I can no longer stand. If she wants this...she's gonna have to come and pry it off me...March Mayhem....it's time to rock."

He walks away as the camera crew pack everything in.
The scene comes up on the backstage office with Cali-Kate standing by at the wheel now dressed as Zero Suit Samus.

Cali-Kate: NFW-verse, this is it! Main event time! The Undisputed Championship is on the line. My two good friends, challenger Emelie Sanclemente and champ Griffin Hawkins, are going to face each other and the only thing I can say about it is forget your seat belts for this one Miami, because this ride is going off the rails.

Kate spins the wheel. It turns for a few seconds before coming to a halt.

Cali-Kate: And it will be a First Blood match. I think one of our previous contender's might be a little jealous. Well, there it is. Whoever can draw blood first will be the Undisputed Champion. Good luck my friends and may the Force be with you both.

The bell rings to signal the main event.

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: The following contest is a First Blood Match! And it is for the New Frontier Wrestling UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIIIIIP!
"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!"

"Magic" by Mystery Skulls starts up, signalling the arrival of the challenger: Emelie Sanclemente.

"I got you feelin' like you're fallin' in love.

I got you feelin' like you'll never give up on--

I got you feelin' like you'll never give up on..."

Thea Crawford: Introducing the challenger, weighing in at an even 100lbs! From Ronneby, Sweden! EMELIE SANCLEMENTE!!!!!!

Purple smoke blows from all directions, and from within the smoke stands the petite Swede. Once the smoke clears, we finally get a proper view of the #1 Contender's attire, and it's just as previously described: all-black from head to toe, save for a couple splashes of red and white in the top half. Em's hatted head is lowered, and she holds a cane by it's curve at the top, before raising her head to reveal her black crystal skull mask. Emelie walks down, fist bumping and slapping high-fives with the crowd on her way to the ring. Emelie climbs the steps and gets into the ring. She extends her arms in a v-shape, to prompt more cheers from the crowd before giving them a bow in a neutral corner. All that's left to wait on is the champion.

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

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

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

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

Emelie and Griffin are in the ring as the referee takes the Undisputed Championship from Griffin and presents it to Emelie before lifting it into the air for the crowd. He then hands the championship to the time keeper and calls for the bell.

~DING DING DING~

Emelie and Griffin meet in the middle of the ring and shake hands much to the delight of the fans before the two of them back off and begin to circle around each other before locking up.

Andrew Payne: You’d have to think Emelie is at a severe disadvantage here with the match being first blood.

Miranda Augustino: She might be, but you can’t count this girl out. She’s determined to climb to the top of the mountain tonight and claim her first championship.

Griffin immediately tosses Emelie off of him and to the mat. Emelie stands up and charges right at Griffin who side steps her. Emelie hits the ropes and rebounds, ducking a clothesline by Griffin before rebounding off the ropes again and this time Griffin leap frogs over her. Emelie hits the ropes one more time and when she comes off, she slides under the legs of Griffin before leaping up and delivering a jumping neckbreaker to the champion.

Emelie stands up and climbs to the top rope. Griffin makes it up to his feet and Emelie launches herself delivering a missile dropkick that sends Griffin right back down to the mat. Griffin rolls out of the ring, but he doesn’t get any reprieve as Emelie comes flying through the ropes with a suicide dive! Emelie drives Griffin back first into the announce table. The referee gets out of the ring and checks the back of Griffin before allowing the match to continue. Emelie takes Griffin, looking to drive him into the ring apron, but Griffin is able to get away, grab Emelie and delivers a swinging neckbreaker out on the floor. Griffin then goes under the ring and begins looking for weapons. He pulls out a steel chair and holds it up high in the air. Emelie gets back up to her feet near the ring post and is able to get out of the way at the last second as the chair connects with nothing but the post and it causes Griffin to drop the chair and shake out his hands.

Andrew Payne: Steel on steel never feels good for the hands.

Miranda Augustino: But can Emelie capitalize on this mistake by the champion?

Emelie looks down and sees the chair as she picks it up, swinging it and connecting to the back of Griffin who arches his back before Emelie does it again and it drops Griffin to a knee. Emelie then lays the chair down and picks Griffin up as she goes for a Tornado DDT using the apron as her launch pad, but Griffin throws her off, causing her to go over the announce table and spill over and land on top of Andrew who falls over out of his chair with Emelie in his lap. Griffin then looks under the ring again and this time he pulls out a table. He sets it up out on the floor before walking behind the commentator’s table and picking Emelie up. He then tosses her back over it and hops up onto the desk before launching himself and delivering a leg drop across the throat of Emelie.He then picks Emelie up and rolls her into the ring. He then looks under the ring one more time, finding a kendo stick. He rolls into the ring and as Emelie gets to her knees, Griffin looks down and with a loud crack of the kendo stick, hits Emelie on top of the head with it!

Miranda Augustino: Oh, this match has to be over after that.

Andrew Payne: That was one hell of a shot to the head by Griffin to Emelie.

The referee checks Emelie and when they don’t see any blood allows the match to continue. Griffin takes the kendo stick and tries to swing at Emelie again, but this time she ducks under the shot and delivers a kick to the midsection. The crowd seems to be more behind Emelie than they do Griffin right now as she gets to her feet and grabs the kendo stick before taking it and delivering a shot to the midsection of the champion before delivering one to the back that drops Griffin to a knee. Emelie drops the weapon and hits the ropes before delivering knee to the back of the head of Griffin. She then slides out of the ring and grabs the steel chair before climbing up to the top rope. She launches herself, delivering a senton from the top rope as she drives the chair into the chest and head of Griffin! The referee once again is checking for blood, but when there is none, orders the match to continue.

Emelie once again grabs the chair and sits Griffin up. She puts the chair right up to his face before hitting the ropes and delivering a dropkick that drives the chair into his face. No blood still as the match continues. Emelie picks Griffin up and tries to send him into the ropes. Griffin reverses it as Emelie hits the turnbuckles. Griffin charges in and delivers a corner splash before snapmaring Emelie out and delivering a basement dropkick right to the face. Griffin then rolls out of the ring one more time. He looks under the ring and pulls out a trash can. He tosses it back into the ring and slides in as he picks Emelie up and delivers a body slam right onto the trash can, causing it to dent in half almost. He then takes the trash can and props it in between the middle and top rope in one of the corners. He picks Emelie up and sends her towards that corner. Emelie though is able to slide under the ropes and land on the floor. Griffin comes charging, leaping over the ring post and taking Emelie down with a tope con hilo! The crowd begins to chant for Emelie as Griffin gets to his feet and looks around at the crowd.

Griffin picks Emelie up and places her onto the table. Griffin then climbs to the top rope and looks down at his motionless challenger. Griffin launches himself, looking for Holy Diver, but Emelie is able to roll out of the way at the last second and Griffin goes through the table as it shatters into pieces!

Andrew Payne: This might be it! Griffin could have cut himself going through the table!

Miranda Augustino: And the crowd is really behind Emelie tonight even though they always love Griff too.

The referee checks Griffin’s back and it’s clear of blood and they order the match to continue. Emelie staggers up to her feet. She picks Griffin up and sends him back into the ring. Emelie gets up to the apron. She slingshots herself in, delivering a senton splash to Griffin before seeing the trash can as she picks Griffin up and tries to send him into the corner. Griffin reverses it once again as Emelie hits the trash can back first. Griffin comes charging in, but Emelie is able to get out of the way and deliver a drop toe hold that drives Griffin face first into the trash can. The referee checks Griffin once again and this time, they call for the bell as Griffin is seen bleeding from his forehead that was driven into a sharp edge of the trash can.

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner, and NEWWWWWWWWWWW NFW Undisputed Champion, Emelie Sanclement!

Andrew Payne: Emelie did it! What a story this has been for her for the last couple of months.

Miranda Augustino: This girl busted her ass to climb her way to the top, proving herself at every turn and now, she’s the Undisputed Champion. Congrats, girlie!

Emelie stands up as the referee grabs the NFW Undisputed Championship and hands it over to her. They raise her hand before confetti begins to drop from the ceiling and pyro goes off as Emelie drops to her knees, clearly emotional as she grips her very first championship to her chest and the crowd is going crazy for her. Griffin makes it up to his feet as he reaches down, taking Emelie by the hand and bringing her back to her feet before raising her hand the two embrace in a quick hug before Griffin rolls out of the ring to leave Emelie to celebrate with the fans.

As Emelie celebrates her win, she is interrupted by the opening riffs of Lindsey Stirling's "Heist"

Player One Ready...

Game Start!

Kate walks out to the stage with the Wildcard briefcase in hand. She is dressed in her gear. Emelie looks up at the stage in absolute shock and confusion. She shakes her head, pleading with Kate. Kate simply stays on the stage and holds the briefcase in the air. Emelie continues to shake her head and Kate yells out to the ring, "I'm still here. Just remember that." The audience is definitely confused but loving the tension between the two women. Kate keeps her smile even as she lowers the briefcase and the show fades out....