NFW Presents: MANIFEST DESTINY! 05/30/2020!

Times change but unfortunately people do not. Melissa Aki aka Maki was pacing back and forth in the women’s locker room. She was faintly disrespected by not being given a match on the main card and having to annoy this Santiago harlot to give in and put her on a the pre-show, which blatantly was beneath her standing in the wrestling community. The carrot being dangled so they could all fall over themselves, act like a group of wanton charlatans, all for the pleasure of the top brass but at least there was a future United States title shot.

She was amused by this. A Korean Brit being the next United States champion. It just sounded too delicious not to happen. She had asked to have herself an introduction session on the show but was denied. If it wasn’t for Angel she would commit vehicular manslaughter again.

As she paced, she caught a glint in the mirror, it was as if the glass was bending in on itself, time was being enveloped by some sinister force. As she peered at the hole imploding in the center she thought to how she had made a name for herself around the world, among her peers and how she had been a name synonymous with her right foot and deathmatch victories yet she always had that demoness within her. She was never free but now more than ever she would need to face this new frontier alone.

The mirror imploded and staring back at Melissa was the form of a dragon. She smiled at its huge head and nuzzled her face into it until the dragon changed, now staring back at her was the form of her wife Angel Kusanagi.

Maki: The hell?

Maki was not amused.

Maki: This another trick, Daniela?

Silence.

The end of everything.

Maki: Fine. I do not have time for your games.

She was angry at this intrusion.

Maki: I have to go out and defeat the Dragon, some gaming chick, the chance of a river, Really Arly Kirk, a chubby Yama, a disco queen, some casted out angel which is pretty much the same as you, one of the Olsen twins, an historical buff, a bounty hunter and someone from Tahiti!

The mirror bent inwards again and the face of Maki stared back at her, this time with black ooze escaping from her mouth and blood pouring out of the eye sockets.

Daniela: So many souls to reap, dear vessel. So many souls to torture for eternity. Do not fail us. We gave you and the faux Angel a promise to stay away but you have been whoring yourself to her in bars and clubs no less. You disgusting degenerate! We will take over and win and drag them to hell with us. Oh my pretty, so vexed, so upset and yet so pathetic. Let us out. We will win it for you.

She pondered the words of the demoness for a split second. Having a demon in your corner is pretty good place to be in a battle royal but no! She cannot let her out for when she succumbs she falls in that dark place where there is no time, no light, just nothingness.

Maki: No one expects me to win, Daniela. No one. I was once the cream of the wrestling world, winning championships wherever I went. Now I barely get a mention on a freakin’ pre-show. It is time to show all those hapless primadonnas why Maki is a household name and why failure is not an option!

Maki jumps in the air and Makihouse kicks the mirror but unfortunately the mirror splinters into many fragments and she ducks down. It is high time she showed these morons why she is the New Frontier of wrestling today!
The second the bell rang to start the Battle Royal, it would be a massive understatement to say that “all hell broke loose.” Competitors all just rushed a random target and punches started flying and tensions built during the approach to this rumble ended up boiling to a head. First elimination was made by Mikhail Reinhardt as he tossed Debby Haze over the top rope, then Runa Olson as she attempted to catch him from behind but the big German had no qualms, blasting her with a forearm and throwing her out by a handful of her hair. He stepped back, however and was caught by Mai Blackman who yanked him up off his feet into a violent shoot throw suplex, slamming him into the mat with impressive strength, size comparisons considered. Arley Kirk and Dokueki were the next two eliminations, happening at the same time as Arley got Dokueki on the ropes and dove right into her with a flying lariat, sending both women over the top rope and to the floor. As the two made it up to their feet, they started a shoving match back and forth, jawjacking at each other and the fists started flying again. As the match continued inside the ring, Arley Kirk and Dokueki continued brawling on their way to the backstage area.

Back inside the ring, Mikhail Reinhardt took issue with Mai Blackman’s suplex earlier and the two had paired off, trading shots in a corner. Meanwhile, the fans were treated to a power struggle between River Chance and Masami Nishikiyama as the two powerhouses laid into each other with hard shots. They were struggling by the ropes with Masami working on eliminating River when Cali-Kate ran over and flipped them both out of the ring. Meanwhile, between Blackman and Reinhardt, the big German was laying into the ex-Marine with forearms, having her on the ropes. As he stepped back and rushed in for a clothesline to knock her out, however, Mai dropped down and pulled the bottom rope down, sending Mikhail over and onto the apron. He managed to hang on but as he got up, Mai stepped away from the ropes and turned to see Trenton Page coming in for a superkick. Mai juked out of the way, causing Trenton to nail Mikhail with the kick and knock him off the apron!

Further eliminations took place as Graham Baker eliminated River Chance, Trenton Page eliminated Graham Baker, and Tahti Kuu eliminated Masami Nishikiyama. The final four ended up being Cali-Kate, Tahti Kuu, Maki and Mai Blackman. Once the match became a fatal fourway, the pair offs were Tahti Kuu and Mai Blackman, then Cali-Kate and Maki. Tahti and Mai brawled for a bit before Tahti scored the elimination, hitting a hurricanrana that took Mai over the ropes and to the floor. Before she could get back into the ring however, Mai grabbed her by the foot and yanked her off to the floor, technically eliminating her as well. The two women started getting into it, similar to Dokueki and Arley Kirk before referees came to break them up. This left Cali-Kate and Maki as the final two. The two had a good one on one exchange for almost five minutes, absolutely exhausting each other until they both ended up fighting on the apron, trading forearms back and forth. Cali-Kate went for a superkick to Maki which clipped her in the chin, swaying her a bit as she held onto the top rope. As Cali-Kate held on as well, looking exhausted, Maki struck back as she pivoted on one foot, going from facing the inside of the ring to facing the crowd as she came around and delivered a half-modified Makihouse Kick square to Kate’s jaw! The impact SNAPPED, Kate’s eyes rolled back and she toppled off of the apron. The referees registered her fall just seconds before Maki also collapsed and fell to the floor. In the end, though, it was deemed that Maki had won the battle royale and will go onto Trauma #21 to face the United States Champion!!

 
Anton wraps an arm around Kate’s waist and takes a deep breath. He slowly exhales through his nose as he nods.

Anton Crowley: Yes I am, Love. I figured my guys would do their job and keep this from happening. But I will end this tonight. Please do not think less of me after tonight.

Kate shakes her head with a smirk and rubs her hand gently across his face.

Cali-Kate: Just leave enough of him so that I can still swap some cosplay ideas okay?

Kate blinks to the side a bit.

Cali-Kate: Vu-jà-dé? I think we had this discussion before.

Anton nods.

Anton Crowley: Yes I believe we have. And I will, Love. I don’t plan on doing anything terrible. But we both know how things can go in the heat of the moment.

Anton gently places a kiss on Kate’s forehead.

Anton Crowley: I find it pleasing that we are both poised to be champions in our own right here in NFW soon.

Kate lifts her Wildcard briefcase and smiles at it.

Cali-Kate: That time is coming.

Anton Crowley: And House Crowley has a shot at the Tag Titles whenever we choose to take it. But first, I have to get through tonight. Come help me finish getting ready?

Kate nodded and Anton took her free hand. They turned and walked off towards Anton’s lockerroom.
The camera shifts backstage where Amy Connors is surrounded by the hyped up, energetic quartet of the Super Bitch Squad. Kaede is, of course, dressed to the T in an expensive woman’s suit with a short skirt that hugs her figure, as does her blazer. She’s either wearing a low cut top underneath it or she’s just in a bra. It’s hard to tell, but she’s definitely playing the provocative business woman role. With her, Kayako Kazama and Masami Nishikiyama are in their Japanese high school style track suits while Yuka Hirata is in her hoodie and ring gear with her head phones bumping some loud music in her ears. The manager and two non-competitors seem very pumped for their teammate about to fight for a title as Amy Connors tries to get Kaede’s attention.

Amy Connors: Hello ladies and gentlemen! Amy Connors here with SBS--

Kayako Kazama: ESSU BEE ESSU! WE ARE SOOPAH BADDU BEECHES!!! HAAAAAIIII!!! GO YUKA-CHAAAAAN!!!

Amy smiles emphatically but also looks a little uncomfortable around the rowdy team.

Amy Connors: Ms. Tanabe?

Kaede Tanabe: Oh please, call me Kaede, love.

Kaede looks taken aback as she looks Amy over in shock and disgust.

Kaede Tanabe: Good heavens! Who the fuck did your hair and makeup? Where’d you get that outfit?

Amy Connors: Uhhh JC Penny and...I did…?

Kaede cringes and puts a hand on Amy’s shoulder.

Kaede Tanabe: Connors-san, we must talk about that. Let me hook you up some time, okay? You look like a fucking Kabukicho hostess.

Amy Connors looks...confused? Not sure if she should even be offended or not.

Amy Connors: Uhh...alright then. So! Your team member here, Yuka Hirata, is set to face Super Tiger in just a few moments for the Luchacore Championship. Now, this is more to her than just a title match, yes? I understand this is a career goal.

Kaede Tanabe: Ahh, why yes! We all have goals we aspire to achieve. Not all of us do, sadly. However, such is not the case with Yuka-chan. She wishes to be a singles champion before she turns twenty years old. So she shall, because whatever we put our minds to, we do it and after tonight, Super Tiger can kiss that title goodbye for good! Oh and I do mean for good.

Amy Connors: Are you saying that, should Yuka win the championship tonight, she will deny Super Tiger the chance for a rematch?

Kaede laughs, tapping her index fingers together.

Kaede Tanabe: Ohhh honey honey! Of course not! However, should Super Tiger wish to stake her rematch clause against Yuka-chan, it will be on SBS’ terms and SBS’ choice of venue. Yuka-chan will not be forced to defend it in a company full of gaijin fans that boo someone of her talent so mercilessly. A company that didn’t even book her when we toured our home country in February and went to Tokyo; her hometown! She will not be forced to defend it in New Frontier Wrestling because this will be the last time you ungrateful pieces of shit see a member of SBS wrestling under the New Frontier banner!

Yuka seems to hear a little of what’s going on and lifts her head, moving one of her ear phones off her ear.

Amy Connors: Wait, what? Uhh...sorry, Kaede, but...are you saying, SBS is leaving NFW?

Yuka Hirata snatches the microphone out of her hand and pulls her headset down around her neck.

Yuka Hirata: What’s she saying is this! We came here last year, looking to make a name for ourselves. We put our hearts out there and we challenged the best there was; The Iron Maidens - Marissa and Morgan Payne. We challenged them and LeeAnn Viskan because we wanted to test ourselves outside of Japan. We did not win but we gave our all. Still, you motherfuckers laughed at us from the crowd! We heard the whispers in the back. ‘What are they thinking? Challenging the daughters of the McKeesport Mafia? Are they stupid?’ No. Not stupid. Aspirational. We wanted to show, win or lose, that we could hang. We did. We still got mocked for it. So we returned home to train harder.

Yuka Hirata pauses, taking a breath like she’s on the verge of tears. She wipes her mouth as she stares into the camera and exhales, shakily.

Yuka Hirata: We came back. We were better. So we tried it again. Step up to the baddest team on the roster. Bloody Fairytale. We fought our asses off for YOU people watching! Yeah, we didn’t capture the Tag Team titles. We still put on a show and what did we get? Laughed at again. Well, I am sick - and fucking - tired of it! All I ever wanted to be was a Joshi and I get laughed out of arenas for my hard work! My friends get laughed out of arenas for their hard work!

Behind her, Kayako looks serious now, even a little sad. Masami Nishikiyama looks somber but she reaches forward to touch Yuka’s shoulder. Yuka sighs and squeezes her friend’s hand before continuing.

Yuka Hirata: So this is how it’s going to go down. Tomorrow is the last day of SBS’ contract with NFW. Tonight, I am going to kick the motherfucking shit out of the Super Tiger. I am going to take her belt and when we leave this company that doesn’t want us, *I* am leaving with the Luchacore Championship in my hands! I’ll defend it as a free agent and I will show you exactly what the fuck this little bitch from Kabukicho is made of! Super Tiger! If you’re watching this from the locker room - and I hope you are - get up off your ass, bring MY title to the ring and let’s fucking do this, because the only way you’re gonna retain that title tonight is if you literally fucking kill me!

Yuka tosses the microphone up over her head and storms off towards the Gorilla position. Amy Connors barely catches it as the rest of SBS follows after her. The backstage interviewer looks stunned and...almost a little sympathetic as we cut back to ringside.

Thea Crawford: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Luchacore Championship!

The lights to the arena dim down, shrouding the audience in darkness. The darkness remains during the buildup of the song. Then, at the 0:06 mark, when the music fully kicks in, the dark arena comes to life with flashing lights of various colors, giving the arena a more rave club or concert look to it.

At the 0:15 mark, when the lyrics start, Yuka Hirata steps out through the curtain. She shakes her fists at her sides, bobbing her lowered head to the music as she comes to stand in the center of the stage. Right behind her are Masami Nishikiyama and Kayako Kazama. Masami throws up her hands, pointing with both index fingers down towards Yuka as she nods to the crowd. Kayako bounces around, waving to the audience and pointing excitedly at Yuka.

Yuka goes to her knees, performing a very brief Wai Kru. Then, at the 0:37 mark of the song, she slams her fists down on the stage and pops up onto her feet with a yell. Pyro goes off, causing Kayako to jump in alarm and Yuka starts storming towards the ring, ready for a fight.

Thea Crawford: "Making her way to the ring is the challenger! Being accompanied by Kaede Tanabe, Masami Nishikiyama and Kayako Kazama! From Tokyo, Japan!! She represents the Super Bitch Squad! YUUUUKA HIIIIIIIIRATAAAAAAA!!"

On the way down the ramp, she chastises the audience, pointing to herself and dismissively waving them off. (Alternatively: if she is in Japan she high fives and fist bumps fans along the way). Upon reaching the ring, Yuka picks up into a jog and hops up, sliding sideways under the bottom rope and rolling to her feet. She paces the ring as Masami and Kayako enter the ring with her before the three of them come to the center. They stick their hands in, overlapping one another and perform their team chant. Afterwards, Masami gives Yuka a slap on the back and a fist bump. Kayako gives her an excited hug. Yuka then removes her entrance haori, folds it and hands it to Kayako who takes it with a deep bow. Yuka then removes her towel from over her neck and wipes any perspiration from her face before Masami takes it and the two leave her to her corner. Depending on if she is first in the ring or not, Yuka watches the stage with a cold, focused scowl.

Thea Crawford: Her opponent….

The lights in the arena dim to near darkness as "Eye of the Tiger (Nightcore Version)" begins to pump through the speakers, the upbeat music getting the crowd to their feet with a huge pop.

Thea Crawford: "Making her way to the ring..."

☆SUPER TIGER☆ steps through the curtain and into the spotlight on the stage, wearing one of her Super Tiger masks and a long black PVC trench coat, a determined look on her face broken only by the grin she wears due to the audiences reaction.

Thea Crawford: "From Lake Fenton, Michigan..."

☆SUPER TIGER☆ makes her way down the ramp now, stopping in front of a small boy or girl before taking the mask off her face, to reveal a second one underneath and placing the first one on the child's head and taking a picture with them.

Thea Crawford: "She is one half of Kawaii Trash Pandas GO!..."

☆SUPER TIGER☆ dives into the ring under the bottom rope, spinning in a circle as fans lob orange and black streamers up into the ring from the first row. The young girl is laughing as she twirls, hopping up and down with the music.

Thea Crawford: "The Luchacore Champion...☆SUPER TIGER☆!!!!"

The girl leaps up onto the second turnbuckle, a grin still on her face as she looks out across the audience, nodding her head with the music. She turns and drops down, making her way to the center of the ring and facing the hard cam, holding up both fists toward the camera and shouting "HAI GRRRRL!" along with the fans in attendance.

~DING DING DING~

The ref calls for the bell and the action starts right away with both women coming in with flying kicks that both take each other off their feet. Yuka recovers one second ahead of Super Tiger and swings in with a swinging elbow that catches Super Tiger’s temple off the bat. Super Tiger is dazed as she tries to recover, but Yuka is back on the attack as she locks in an armbar quickly. Super Tiger is in the hold all of two seconds before she rolls herself through and reverses the pressure on Yuka. Yuka scrambles herself out and rolls from the ring. Super Tiger doesn’t stop though as she hops the ropes and comes off with a springboard moonsault trying to pin Yuka outside the ring. It gets a one count before Yuka kicks out. Super Tiger brings Yuka to her feet and the two start to brawl, trading punches until Yuka parkours herself off the barrier separating ringside from the audience and catches Super Tiger with a toe kick to the face. Super Tiger falls, Yuka covers, but it’s still a one count.

Yuka is not fazed by it. She checks under the ring and pulls out a small assortment of weapons: kendo sticks, a sledgehammer, a couple trash cans and a table which she sets up. Super Tiger shakes off her cobwebs as Yuka hops on the table and launches herself looking for a double knee strike. Super Tiger barely dodges and Yuka has to roll through her landing. Taking a three point stance, Yuka rushes Super Tiger but Super Tiger sends Yuka over the table. It’s Super Tiger’s turn to show off her athleticism as she hops the ring apron and comes down on Yuka with a dropkick. Yuka staggers and Super Tiger dropkicks her one more time, sending Yuka back into the steps.

Yuka is stunned and Super Tiger goes to press her advantage. Bringing Yuka up, the only slightly smaller Super Tiger, hits a dragon suplex pinning combo. This gets a two count as Yuka kicks out again. Super Tiger stands and Yuka tries to rush Super Tiger, but once again she is dodged and Yuka ends up eating the corner post. WIth Yuka out of it, Super Tiger fires up the crowd and sets Yuka on the apron with her legs around the post. On the other side, Super TIger locks in a Figure Four combination. Yuka screams in pain, but refuses to submit. Her struggling loosens Super Tiger’s grip unwittingly. With her locked leg free now, Yuka kicks Super TIger’s abs and forces Super Tiger to break the hold. Super Tiger rolls in the ring while Yuka balances on the ring apron. When Super Tiger gets to her feet she sees Yuka is in a prime position to be knocked into the table. Unfortunately, Yuka sees it coming and pulls down the ropes, Super Tiger is the one landing on the table. The table wavers, but doesn’t give. Yuka screams out as she bounces off the ropes herself and hits a senton that sends both women through the table.

Super Tiger rolls in pain, but Yuka manages to her feet, grabbing one of the kendo sticks and slapping it across Super Tiger’s back and abs, whatever she exposes. Super Tiger retreats a bit and Yuka tosses her hair back and the kendo stick to the ground. While Super Tiger is getting distance, Yuka goes under the ring to pull out a ladder. Yuka carries the ladder as Super Tiger tries to make her way up the ramp. Yuka charges Super Tiger and knocks her down with the ladder. Yuka drops the ladder and goes back for a garbage can. Super Tiger is barely moving as Yuka slams Super Tiger a couple times with the garbage can. Super Tiger tries to roll out of the way, but Yuka is persistent. Finally, Yuka gets Super Tiger on her feet and looks to set up Kirisute Gomen, but Super Tiger fights out. Firing on all cylinders, Super Tiger shoots off blow after blow and finally finishes it off with a slingblade that sprawls Yuka. Super Tiger is too tired to capitalize though.

She has to rest a bit which gives just enough time for Yuka to stir. Yuka gets on her knees and Super Tiger picks up the garbage can and shoves it on Yuka. The somewhat crushed can almost makes a perfect fit. Super Tiger launches a couple strikes at the tightest points and the can drives itself into Yuka’s body. Finally Yuka falls off the ramp to the small break between the ramp and the barrier and the can falls off her. Super Tiger backs up and gets a running start to do a modified dive into Yuka that sends both over the barrier. In the audience both women stand and brawl. Yuka barely manages to take the advantage as Super Tiger still fires effective shots at Yuka’s abs. They make their way around and over another barrier goes Super Tiger when Yuka clotheslines her over. Yuka quickly hops on the barrier and hits a flying leg drop on Super Tiger. The pin is only a two count.

Super Tiger and Yuka are both drained. Yuka only manages to get to her feet with support from the barrier. She stumbles away and back to the ladder. Super Tiger is on her hands and knees as Yuka slowly makes her way up the ramp and to the stage. Yuka sets up the ladder above Super Tiger, but Super Tiger shows she has more left in the tank as she hops on to the stage. Both women stare each other down a moment. Yuka swings first, but is blocked. Super Tiger swings, she is blocked. THey trade and trade until Super Tiger gets in a kick to the gut. She backs up looking for There and Back Again, but Yuka scouts it and catches Super Tiger. With a takedown normally reserved for mat work, Yuka tosses Super Tiger unceremoniously off the stage and into the pit. Yuka smiles and points to the ladder and signals the end. She climbs the ladder. Super TIger still has not moved. At the top of the ladder Yuka screams and launches herself in a splash. She comes down hard on Super Tiger and hooks the leg earning the three count.

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner and NEEEEEWWWWW LUCHACORE CHAMPION!!!! YUKA...HIRATA!!!!

Andrew Payne: Holy hell she did it! The 19 year old girl with a dream has done it!!

Miranda Augustino: I gotta give it to her, Andy! Gotta give it to both of them! Damn awesome way to start off Manifest Destiny!!!

As “Stuck On Me” plays throughout the arena, the referee hands the beaten and battered Yuka Hirata the Luchacore Title. She takes it with shaky hands, tears running down her face from sheer emotion. The rest of SBS hit the ring to help the new champion up, leaving Yuka to lean against Masami as she raises the title in her other hand. When she’s able to stand on her own, the quartet turns towards Super Tiger as she slowly gets to her feet. Things look tense for a second as SBS loom in front of her but Yuka motions Kayako and Masami back as she steps forward. Face to face with Super Tiger, Yuka lays the belt down between them, drops to her knees and bows to the floor. Immediately wrought with emotion herself, Super Tiger collapses to her knees and pulls Yuka into a warm hug.

Andrew Payne: Alright! There we go!

Miranda Augustino: Hell yeah!

Super Tiger can be seen giving words to Yuka as the new champion sobs happily. The masked Joshi then pulls Yuka to her feet, picks up the belt and proceeds to strap it on the girl’s waist herself. She then raises Yuka’s arm up and points to her, leading the audience in around of applause then before leaving the ring to her to celebrate.

Angel stands and starts hurling every weapon she can find, luckily hitting nobody but it's a close call. Angel grabs Griff by the hair and roughly hauls him to his feet before seizing him in a headlock and running full steam for the fence close to the entrance..

Andrew Payne: C'mon Mir, let's grab our headsets and get dafuq on outta here! Something bad is gonna happen to this shitty makeshift desk, I know it!

As Angel tries to ram Griff's head into the fence with a bulldog, Griff puts up his foot and Angel staggers back as he catches her with a back elbow..

Miranda Augustino: Kick to the gut and a DDT through...no wait..ON the table! Ouch! Guess that makeshift desk ain't so shitty after all, Payne!

Griff looks to Angel, then he looks to the top of the entrance way, and points to it like Babe Ruth before he quickly scrambles up there..

Andrew Payne: I don't know what Griff can possibly be thinkin' h..

Griffin Hawkins: GOOOOOONGALA!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: AYE DIOS MIO!

Griff plummets from the top with his patented Swanton and crashes through the table, and also Kusanagi who falls limp.

Andrew Payne: HOLY DIVER OFF THE ENTRANCEWAY THROUGH THE TABLE! ARE THEY ALIVE?!

ONE
TWO
THREE!

*DING~DING~DING!!*

Back in the Collision Center arena, the crowd pops for Griffin’s victory.

Thea Crawford: HERE IS YOUR WINNER!!!! GRIFFIN...HAWKINS!!!!!

Andrew Payne: Well thank god that shit’s over! Damned if it wasn’t cool as hell though!

Miranda Augustino: Are they gonna be okay?! We got an ambulance on standby there right?!

Andrew Payne: I believe so! I’m being told they’re on their way in!


Adrianna lifts her hand up extending her thumb, then her index finger, then her middle finger.

Adrianna Salvatore: Submission. Put your opponent out of the ring. Knockout. Those are the only ways you win and you know what? I don’t think you can do it. Not even your little boyfriend, Steele Matthews can save you.Trust me, I made sure of that. I think you’re in over your head and this is the time where someone fully stands up to someone like you and says ‘no more!’ It’s you versus me, Kash. The corrupt versus one who fights for something more than just her own personal interests. We’ve had our battles before Kash, but this Saturday, it’s the end of the war. The silent majority will speak up and be heard. They will rise and be heard….

Adrianna leans into the camera slowly, staring hard at the viewers.

Adrianna Salvatore: And we will eat...the rich….

She steps back from the camera, reaching into the breast pocket of her kutte and pulls her sunglasses out as she walks over to where we now see her motorcycle parked off to the side. From behind, we see the custom patch on the back of her kutte - a cracked skull with a red anarchy symbol appearing as if carved right into the forehead. The camera stays on her as she swings a leg over the seat and sits down, sliding the sunglasses on over her face. Adrianna cranks up the motorcycle and looks back at the camera with a cold smirk and a silent chuckle before looking back ahead and riding off, away from the fort; her Harley engine letting out a deafening roar from the motor as she leaves the scene and we fade to black….

Thea Crawford: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the NFW Tag Team Championships!!!!

As JINJER’s “On The Top” begins to play throughout the ringside area, the lights go out, leaving the audience in complete darkness. As the opening guitar picks up, the video wall comes to life with a static screen, flickering with images of Erin Mercer and Bronwyn Goods faces before BEAUTIFULLY DEVIOUS appears afterward. The camera starts a slow creep up the ramp, approaching the stage and we just barely see movement in the dark when--


The lights around the stage suddenly come on, flashing violently, giving brief glimpses of old rune symbols on the walls as a thick layer of smoke crawls across the stage. Emerging through the smoke, between a pair of legs is Salem’s Forgotten Daughter, Bronwyn Good. Her normally gentle face, twists into a terrifying, malicious smile made so by her solid white eyes that stare into the camera as her surgically forked tongue slides out between her teeth, flicking the air.


Bronwyn Good, comes up off her stomach and hops up to one knee and a foot on the stage, kneeling in front of the pair of legs she was previously beneath. The stage illuminates more, keeping the majority of the arena in darkness as Bronwyn slowly rises to her feet, revealing - standing back to back with the witch - Erin Mercer, taking up her original singles pose.


As she feels Bronwyn lean back against her, Erin turns her head to look over her shoulder, grinning with just as much wickedness on her face as her tag partner and beloved. In one swift movement, Bronwyn turns, grabbing Erin by the shoulder and spins her around, putting the duo face to face with the ramp to their side. They embrace with Erin’s hands on Bronwyn’s shoulders while Bronwyn wraps an arm low around the redhead’s waist and runs a nail from her other hand, eerily yet affectionately down Erin’s cheek.


Just when it looks like they’re about to steam things up, before their mouths meet, they turn their attention towards the ring, grinning wider and turn to begin descending the ramp. Both women, for the most part, ignore the audience with the exception of Erin stopping to address one fan, only to stick a hand right in his face to cut him off before continuing towards the ring.

Thea Crawford: At a combined weight of 243 pounds! They are...Salem’s Forgotten Daughter, BRONWYN...GOOD...and...The Red Queen, ERIN...MERCER!! THE BEAUTIFULLY...DEVIOUS!!!

Meanwhile, Bronwyn Good climbs the top turnbuckle and perches on the corner, flicking her tongue out at the audience. Erin Mercer climbs to the parallel turnbuckle, one foot at the top, the other on the center. She scowls at the audience, extending a pointing finger to sweep across the crowd until it reaches Bronwyn’s direction and she turns it palm up, symbolizing reaching for her lover. Her scowl turns to a mischievous smirk as Bronwyn mimics reaching out for her. Together, the Witch and the Red Queen remove their entrance gear - Bronwyn’s hooded leather jacket and Erin’s leather jacket - dropping them to the floor. Erin steps down to the mat while Bronwyn takes a heart stopping dip forward like she’s about to just fall forward off the turnbuckle. However she rolls and lands safely and impressively on one knee before rising and joining Erin in their corner.

Thea Crawford: Their opponents!

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.


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.

Thea Crawford: At a combined weight of 250 pounds! The 8-Bit Princess, Katrina Cage! Adorable, Sammi Belmont! They are the NFW Tag Team Champions! THE SKILLZ VENDORZ!!!!!

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.


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.


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.

~DING DING DING~

The bell rings, and it’s Katrina Cage and Bronwyn Good starting the match for their respective teams. Both women circle one another, sizing each other up before stepping in and locking up immediately. Kat gets Bronwyn in a wristlock, spinning around and wrenching it in. Good cries out, throwing a back elbow which stuns Kat. Bronwyn turns, driving a few strikes into Cage before grabbing her and looking to toss her into her team's corner, but Kat slips free, redirecting her momentum into the ropes before coming back and hitting a slingblade on Good, taking her to the mat. The champion goes to her corner, making the tag to Sammi Belmont.

Sammi moves in, pulling Bronwyn to her feet, but Good was playing possum, and as soon as she gets to her feet she pushes Belmont back and snaps off a hard superkick, stunning Sammi long enough for Good to get a running start and hitting a shotgun dropkick to the champion, launching her opponent into her team's corner. She runs in and hits a step up enzuigiri, assisted by the ropes, and Erin Mercer tags in. The Red Queen steps through the ropes, drags Belmont out of the corner, and spins her around before hitting a German Suplex into a bridge.

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Belmont kicks out, rolling away from Mercer and getting to her feet. She leaps up onto the second rope, springboarding backwards to catch Erin with a surprise cutter! Sammi does a kip up, turning to attempt a standing moonsault, but Erin gets her knees up, forcing Belmont to roll over in pain. Erin gets to her feet, yanking Sammi up by her hair and throwing her into the ropes. Belmont comes back, only to eat a face full of elbow, dropping the Brit to the mat with a thud. Mercer reaches down, rolling Sammi over and grabbing her by the ankle, grapevining her leg into a vicious kneebar! Sammi cries out in pain, using her free leg to kick at Erin’s face, but Mercer has her in a position where the kicks have little power, and the Red Queen can easily avoid the strikes. What Erin wasn’t prepared for was a leg drop from Katrina Cage, who comes in to break up the submission attempt. Bronwyn Good comes in to punish Kat, but when she does, Cage slips under, wrapping Bronwyn up and hitting a quick belly to back suplex. Both illegal women get out of the ring, Kat to her corner and Bronwyn rolling out to the apron.

Sammi is on her feet again, stomping her leg to get the feeling back in it as Erin makes her way to her. The Red Queen whips Belmont into the corner, but Sammi runs up the turnbuckle and comes back with a flying crossbody! Mercer rolls her over with the momentum of the leap, hooking a leg for a pin attempt!

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Sammi kicks out again, but Erin isn’t done, attempting to turn the failed pin into another kneebar! Belmont sits up, driving a couple of elbows into Mercer’s face to break the hold before getting to her feet. She leaps to her corner, tagging in Kat who immediately gets into the ring, going for Erin, but Mercer has hurried to her corner to tag in Bronwyn Good! Kat overextends herself, and eats a pair of stereo superkicks from Beautifully Devious as a result! Bronwyn drags her to the center of the ring before getting her up onto her knees, rebounding off the rope to nail the champion with the CAULDRON STIRRER! Katrina groans as Bronwyn rolls her up tight.

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With a HUGE dive across the ring, Sammi breaks the pin up at the last second! Erin Mercer comes back in, and begins to put the boots to Belmont, who rolls out of the ring to the floor. The Red Queen follows as Bronwyn Good gets Katrina Cage to her feet. She throws Cage into the ropes, rebounding on the opposite side, leaping to deliver BURN THE WITCH but Kat ducks, causing Good to whiff and hit the mat. She baseball slides under the ropes, connecting with the side of Erin Mercer’s face to save Sammi from RED DEATH on the outside! The Skillz Vendorz get back into the ring, Sammi to their corner as Kat gets Bronwyn to her feet. Katrina makes the tag to Sammi, setting up and executing the C.T.D.!!! Sammi rolls Bronwyn up tight, and Kat goes on the defensive, hitting a lariat on Erin Mercer as the referee counts.

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~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Here are your winners and STILL the NFW Tag Team Champions!!! THE SKILLZ VENDORZ!!!!!

Andrew Payne: Congratulations on another successful defense, Kat and Sammi!! Hard work pays off!

Miranda Augustino: They keep wrestling like that, they’re gonna be Tag Team Champions a long time, Andy!


Sela smiles and lays her head to the side.

Sela: Emelie, from the out I knew you couldn't put your full heart into fighting me. Because deep down in places you don't reveal to your lover you have that one nagging doubt. You know you got lucky drawing first blood. You suspect your buddy didn't want to steal your light when it came time for the rematch. And so you wonder: did I truly earn this? Hehe, I won't answer that now. Because I'm going to have a more appropriate response tonight.

Sela reaches up and tilts the camera up as she stands.

Sela: You speak of yourself so little, no desire to get yourself out there as the face of Trauma. Humility? Maybe, and that's laudable in most circumstances, but we aren't here to be humble little girl. We're here to make noise and be defiant in the face of adversity. I have given you all the chances in the world to show me your teeth, but you mewl like a cub about how unfair it is that you don't get attention because you didn't post a picture on social media.

Sela's eyes roll and she scoffs.

Sela: If that is your definition of adversity then no wonder people protect you. Sheltered in place like the nationwide lockdown, protected from the evil and destructive virus that could possibly hurt you or those you love. A force of nature to contend with and block away. Heh, the thing is...

Her psychotic smirk begins to form.

Sela: ... a force of nature is exactly what I am,...

She begins to sway with the camera in her hand.

Sela: ... neither good nor bad, just acting on instinct of what I know how to do.

As the camera wobbles, it's clear Sela has gotten into her own world once again.

Sela: Emelie, you know the story of the wise, the foolish, their houses and the storm. Well I am certainly no one wise, but I am the storm. And you, magician, have built your house upon the sand. You look to others to brace you up but they all give and flee as the waves crash upon the shore. You have no foundation, no place to run, stuck in the brunt of the hurricane as it tears down everything you built. And when it's all done...

The camera falls from Sela's hand. It clatters on the ground and lays face up. It catches Sela as she falls and gets her face up to the camera.

Sela: ... this will be your sight. And it will be your last for a long time. The true draw is taking her place and you will be but a cliff note in history. Long live the Underground Queen!

Sela stares at the camera a moment longer before she stands up. The last thing the camera catches is Sela's boot driving into it.
Thea Crawford: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is your Manifest Destiny main event for the New Frontier Wrestling Undisputed Championship!
The entire ringside area suddenly goes dark. The audience murmurs as a howling wind plays over the speakers until Mourning Rituals "Bad Moon Rising" starts on the speakers. The lights slowly come up but fade in and out as things can be seen walking across the stage, on the ramp and even ringside.

Miranda Augustino: What the hell? What the hell is going on?

Andrew Payne: I have no fucking clue, but this is definitely something completely creepy.


There are more than a dozen continuing to run around the entire competition area. Some even crawl into, across and out of the ring again. The stage lights begin to flash like lightning. One gets on the announcer table.

Andrew Payne: Holy shit! What the hell are these things?

Miranda Augustino: Euugh… is it drooling?

Andrew Payne: That’s pretty gnarly.

Miranda Augustino: Get these bitches back in quarantine!


On the tron, the images of ruined cities and abandoned camps play. The things are climbing all over even the stage set and some are even gnashing threateningly at audience members who are also at the ringside seats.


A sudden screaming is heard and all of them turn their attention to the stage before they scatter and the entire ringside area blacks out a moment.

Miranda Augustino: Now fucking what?
Backlights on the stage come back up to reveal a lone figure, standing slightly hunched with her head slightly askew. The opening riffs of Halestorm's "I Like It Heavy" begin on the speakers now.

Andrew Payne: Well, love her or hate her Sela-Rica Lark knows how to make her presence felt.



The lights come back on and it's Sela-Rica Lark in a modified-for-competition version of her Afterlife makeup. Her usual smirking is now replaced with a perpetual scowl and she glares across the ramp and into the ring. One foot in front of the other starts her first couple steps.

Andrew Payne: We've seen promotional shoots of Sela as her character in Afterlife, produced by Morning Star Productions and debuted this past Thursday. Looks like she brought the show to us.

Miranda Augustino: But did it really need to feel like we were in an episode already?


Sela takes off running to and sliding into the ring hanging herself on the opposite ropes with a new crazed look in her eyes. She eyes the ref and chases him out of the ring first then goes and practically attacks another set of ropes.


Sela looks around at the audience, her mouth gnashing almost rabidly as she continues to move around the ring. At the apex of the chorus, she lets out her very primal scream once more before the song fades out. Sela moves to her corner as the ref slides back in the ring.



Purple smoke fills the arena from all directions, with a petite figure standing within it, seemingly propped up by a cane. There's a shine of gold coming from the center of the figure.


The crowd's cheers nearly blow the roof off the arena as the smoke clears and the champion raises her skull-masked, top-hatted head. As soon as she opens her eyes, Sanclemente kicks her cane up and starts to walk down with purpose. She's slapping high-fives and bumping fists with everyone she can before getting to the ringside steps and looking out to the cheering crowd. The champion enters the ring and unstraps the title from her waist, holding it up for all to see with that confident, million-dollar smile of hers. Emelie places the title on her shoulder before entering a neutral corner, as "Magic" fades out.

~DING DING DING~

Both women are in their respective corners as Thea stands in the middle of the ring and the arena goes dark minus lighting on the ring itself. Sela smirks as she looks at Emelie who has an extremely focused look on her face.

Thea Crawford: Introducing first, in the corner to my left, She weighed in tonight at 147 lbs, from Tuscon, Arizona, she is the challenger, “The Underground Queen” Sela Rica-Lark!

Sela comes out of her corner, smirking as she strikes a quick pose for the crowd before turning her head to look at Emelie before walking back to her corner.

Thea Crawford: And her opponent, she weighed in tonight at 100 lbs from Santa Monica, California by way of Ronneby, Sweden, she is the reigning and defending NFW Undisputed Champion, Emelie Sanclemente!

Emelie comes out of her corner, unhooking the NFW Undisputed Championship from around her waist and holding it up in the air as looks back at Sela for just a moment before heading back to her corner. The referee walks over to Emelie and takes the championship from her before presenting it to Sela who takes a long look at it before they head to the center of the ring and present the Undisputed Championship to the fans before handing it off to the time keeper. The referee gets into position and calls for the bell.

~DING DING DING~

As the bell rings, both women come out of their corners. They circle the ring before they ultimately lock up and this match is truly underway. As they’re locked up, Sela just takes Emelie and shoves her off, sending the champion down onto her backside. Sela comes in, looking for a penalty kick, but Emelie is able to avoid it by dropping down onto her back before grabbing the leg of Sela and getting to her feet. As Sela tries to break free, Emelie takes the leg of Sela and delivers a dragonscrew. Emelie gets up, grabbing the leg of Sela once again and this time, just delivering a DDT style move onto the leg. Sela grabs at her leg as Emelie kicks the hands of Sela away. She then drags Sela over to the ropes where she places the leg on the bottom rope. Sela once again goes to grab Emelie, but the champion once again just kicks the attempts off. Once she has the leg secured, she leaps and brings her whole bodyweight down onto Sela’s leg. Sela grabs at her leg and rolls out to the floor where she gets up and hops around, punching at her knee to get some blood flowing back into it. As she’s doing this though, Emelie is hitting the ropes and she comes flying through the middle and bottom rope, driving Sela back into the barricade with a suicide dive!

Andrew Payne: The champion is out to prove all of her doubters wrong tonight, Mir! She came out of the gate hot!

Miranda Augustino: This girl has nothing to prove to anybody. All of her haters and doubters are just jealous they don’t have the hardware she’s carrying around right now.

Emelie doesn’t stop though as she picks Sela up and rolls her into the ring. Emelie climbs up onto the apron and waits for Sela to get up to her feet. As Sela turns around, Emelie comes flying in and hitting a springboard dropkick to Sela. Emelie then climbs to the top rope, but as she’s steadying herself, Sela gets up and runs into the ropes, causing Emelie to lose her balance and crotch herself on the top turnbuckle. Sela then climbs up to meet Emelie up top where she delivers a few well placed right hands to the head before grabbing the champion and looking for a superplex, but Emelie is able to grab the rope and block the move before slipping in between Sela’s legs and grabbing her by the head and tucking it in against the top turnbuckle before delivering a superkick! Sela falls back onto the mat and Emelie immediately goes for a cover.


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Andrew Payne: That almost could have ended very badly for Emelie, but she was somehow able to turn it around into something favorable for herself.

Miranda Augustino: There’s a reason she’s the top champ here on Trauma, Andy!

Emelie brings Sela up to her feet and goes to send her challenger into the ropes, but Sela is able to reverse it, sending the champion into the ropes instead. Emelie comes off the ropes and she’s met with Thesz Press that takes her down to the mat before Sela just starts to bring down lefts and right onto the challenger. Sela rolls off of Emelie and she immediately picks the champion up and delivers a snap DDT to Emelie. Sela doesn’t stop there though as she hobbles a little bit on her worked over leg as she drags Emelie over towards the corner. She then slides out of the ring and pulls Emelie so her legs are on either side of the ring post before she takes one of the legs and pulls it back before slamming it against the steel post. She does this a few more times as the ref admonishes her. Sela backs off for just a moment before grabbing the legs of the champion once again and this time, locking in a figure four around the ring post! Emelie screams in pain as Sela just laughs keeping on the hold.

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Andrew Payne: Sela breaking the hold at the count of four, but the damage has been done already to the champion’s knee and legs.

Miranda Augustino: Everyone knows Emelie loves to use that split legged moonsault to finish off matches, but it’ll be hard with a bad leg.

Sela just laughs as she walks around on the floor for a moment before rolling back into the ring and grabbing the champion by the leg and this time, putting Emelie into a kneebar! Emelie screams out in agonizing pain as Sela cranks back on the submission, putting pressure on the leg and knee of the champion. The ref gets right into position and asks the champion if she wants to quit, but Emelie shakes her head and refuses. Sela continues to put the pressure on Emelie with the hold and Emelie raises her hand, looking like she might just give up, but she bites on her fist.

Andrew Payne: The champion is in a really bad way right now. This match could end at any moment!

Miranda Augustino: Nah, Emmie’s gonna figure a way out of this hold and keep fighting. That’s what she does.

Emelie crawls towards the ropes, reaching out, desperate to make it to the bottom rope to break this submission and force Sela off of her. The ref asks her once again if she wants to give it up, but Emelie refuses and she makes one more desperate move and sprawls to the bottom rope, wrapping her arm around it.

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Sela finally releases the hold and Emelie rolls out to the ring apron, the pain clear on her face right now as she lays there, trying to get a moment, but Sela refuses to let that happen as she hits the ropes and delivers a baseball slide that knocks Emelie off the apron and falling down to the floor. Sela laughs as she slides under the bottom rope and out to the floor where she picks Emelie up. She then takes Emelie and sends her into the ring steps. Emelie hits the rings steps back first and screams in pain. Sela then gets a sadistic smirk on her face as she pulls the ring steps out from the ring post before taking Emelie’s leg and trapping it between the steps and the post before kicking the steps and driving them right into the champion’s leg. Emelie screams out in pain as she clutches at her leg. The ref gets out of the ring to check on Emelie now.

Andrew Payne: Emelie looks to be in incredible pain right now, the ref checking to see if she’s alright and can continue.

Miranda Augustino: You and I both know Emelie will fight until her last breath. There’s no way she’s going to let this match stop like this.

Once the ref is sure Emelie wants to continue, they slide back into the ring and tell Sela to bring it back into the ring. Sela rolls into the ring and tells the ref to start counting as she turns her back to Emelie, gloating a little bit.

Andrew Payne: Don’t forget, Emelie requested her champion’s advantage be waived for this match, so Sela can become the new champion on a countout!

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Emelie finally starting to recover a little bit as she shakes her leg, to try and get some feeling back in it as she rolls onto her stomach.

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Emelie begins to claw and use the ring apron to try and bring herself back up to her feet now!

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Emelie gets to her feet and rolls into the ring right before the count of twenty to keep this match alive for herself! The crowd cheers for Emelie now as she looks up at Sela who has turned around and stands over top of her. Sela just laughs as Emelie reaches out towards Sela who kicks the champion’s hand away. Sela then gets behind Emelie and grabs both of her arms and lifts the champion up an hits Hurts so Good! Sela shoots the half and hooks the outside leg and goes for a cover.

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Emelie is able to get her shoulder up off the mat at the last second as Sela looks a little bit shocked by this. She yells at the ref for just a brief moment before she grabs Emelie and picks her up to her feet. Sela then takes Emelie and delivers Salt in the Cut. Sela doesn’t stop there though as she once again picks Emelie up and she goes for a second Salt in the Cut, but Emelie is able to somehow counter out of it and she hits a superkick that connects square under the jaw of Sela as the two of them fall down to the mat. The two of them lay there, motionless.

Crowd: This is awesome! *clap clap clapclapclap* This is awesome! *clap clap clapclapclap*

Andrew Payne: I’d have to agree with the fans here, Mir, this match has been awesome so far!

Miranda Augustino: Now it’s gut check time for both of them. Let’s see who can get to their feet first!

The referee checks on both of them before beginning his standing ten count.

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Both women begin to stir a little bit now.

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Both women are on their knees, facing each other. They look each other in the eyes and Emelie is the first to strike with a forearm to the side of the head.

Crowd: Yay!

Sela answers with a chop that echoes throughout the arena.

Crowd: Boo!

The two of them continue to exchange forearms and chops with one another as the two of them get up to their feet. Once both Emelie and Sela are up to their feet, Emelie connects with a forearm to the side of Sela’s head. Sela stumbles back a step before returning the favor to the champion. Emelie stumbles back a few steps before delivering another forearm to Sela. Sela returns the favor and then the two of them just get up close to each other and deliver rapid fire forearms to one another. Emelie starts to get the better of the exchange eventually, rocking Sela a little bit. She then takes her challenger and sends her into the ropes. Sela comes off the ropes and Emelie is able to get up and deliver a hurricanrana and hook the legs for a pin.

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Emelie rolls out of the ring and gets out onto the apron. She waits for Sela to get up to her feet and turn around before she hits Clint Eastwood! Emelie then drags Sela into position where she grabs the ropes to get up and deliver a split legged moonsault! The crowd goes nuts as Emelie hooks the leg.

Crowd: ONE! TWO! THR…

Sela rolls her shoulder up off the mat at the very last moment! Emelie looks up at the referee in complete shock as she can’t believe Sela kicked out of her finishing move.

Andrew Payne: I haven’t seen anybody kick out of Emelie’s split legged moonsault before!

Miranda Augustino: That just goes to show you just how badly Sela wants to be the top dog here on Trauma!

Emelia shakes her head, a little frustrated, but she doesn’t seem deterred. She sets Sela up once again and for a second time, she goes to hit the split legged moonsault, but this time, Sela is able to get her knees up and drive them right into the midsection of Emelie. Sela rolls out of the way, using the ropes to help her get up to her feet as grabs the recovering Emelie and delivers P4P to her before taking Emelie and hitting her with Just for Fun and hooking the leg herself as she counts along with the ref and the crowd.

Crowd: ONE! TWO! THRE….

Andrew Payne: HOLY SHIT! I thought Sela had it won right there!

Miranda Augustino: There’s still some fight left in the champion, Andy! Emelie isn’t going away that easily!

The crowd goes wild as Emelie kicks out at the very last second to stay alive in the match. Sela’s eyes go wide as she can’t believe Emelie just kicked out of the move. Sela grabs Emelie by the hair and lifts her head up from the mat and whispers something to her. Sela then grins as she takes Emelie and looks to lock in Playtime Over, but Emelie is able to counter out of it and deliver a tilt-a-whirl DDT. An exhausted Emelie once again sets Sela up. She hits another split legged moonsault, but she doesn’t stop with that one as she gets up and delivers a second before collapsing onto Sela and hooking the leg.

Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE!

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner and still the NFW Undisputed Champion, Emelie Sanclemente!

The referee grabs the Undisputed Championship and hands it over to Emelie who is just getting up to her knees as she takes and hugs it against her chest before the referee raises her hand in victory. The crowd is standing up, applauding both of these women as Emelie celebrates in the ring.

Andrew Payne: What a main event tonight, Miranda! Congratulations to Emelie, but Sela gave her one hell of a fight.

Miranda Augustino: I want to see these two go at it again. This match really could have gone either way tonight.

Andrew Payne: That’s all the time we have for tonight, everyone. For Miranda Augustino, I’m Andrew Payne, and we’ll see you next Saturday for another exciting episode of Trauma!

The camera continues to focus on Emelie who poses on the turnbuckles for the fans and celebrates her win as the NFW logo appears in the bottom of the screen and the camera fades out.