Trauma Episode 24 8/18/20

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Andrew Payne: Hello and welcome, ladies and gentlemen!

Miranda Augustino: ¡Bienvenidos, bitches!

Andrew Payne: We are live here with Episode 24 of Trauma, NFW’s second debut broadcast. We’re live at the Collision Center, in Chicago, Illinois.

Miranda Augustino: We’re always in Chicago, Andy. THANKS A LOT CORONA! YOUR VIRUS SUCKS AS MUCH AS YOUR BEER!

Andrew Payne: Well, thank Christ we’re not sponsored by them.

Miranda Augustino: I wouldn’t be working here if we were.

Andrew Payne: Are you that vain?

Miranda Augustino: Vainer than Vain Vanita Thompson, sometimes.

She winks and clicks her tongue at the camera. Andy just...stares at the camera.

Andrew Payne: Well, alright then. We’re just two weeks removed from Sudden Death. This is our first show back. Be sure not to miss next week; Collision’s having their next big event, Cruel Summer.

Miranda Augustino: Why the fuck do they get to go to Laguna Beach?

Andrew Payne: I don’t make the schedule, Mir. Don’t ask me. But you know what I do know? We’ve got a new Undisputed Champion.

Miranda Augustino: WHOOOOOOOOO, YEAH!!!! Hey, if it couldn’t be Papi, I’m glad it’s Katie baby.

Andrew Payne: You partied after the show didn’t you?

Miranda Augustino: No but you better believe me and Kitten celebrated.

Andrew Payne: I didn’t need to know that. Anyway! Moving on from that shit. Stay glued to the screen tonight, because our new champion will be in action tonight. We’ll also see the debuting Leo Cook take on Carter Slade. Savannah Sunshine will face River Chance, we got tag team action between La Ser...La...umm…

Miranda Augustino: La Sirvientas de Yum Kimil! Goddamn it Andy! They’ll be facing….

She looks at the card sheet and frowns.

Miranda Augustino: Who the fuck are Sylenth1? Fuck kinda name is that?

Andrew Payne: They’re debuting, Mir. And in our main event, we’ll see Nathanael Morian versus Sela Rica-Lark in a rematch from Sudden Death. This show’s gonna be hot and it’s gonna be the last Trauma for awhile. After Cruel Summer, we’ve got the tournament coming up. Vlad Blackheart Memorial. It’s gonna be huge as always.

Miranda Augustino: Papi all the way! He gonna win that shit. Who you picking, Andy?

Andrew Payne: I gotta pick? We’re supposed to remain objective here.

Miranda Augustino: Bullshit. I got a month vacation coming up. I ain’t gonna see you in awhile. I wanna know who your pick us, don’t give me that objective shit.

Andrew Payne: Fuck it, who am I kidding? You want my pick? I’m pulling for my kid.

Miranda slaps him on the back.

Miranda Augustino: Fuck yeah, dad!

Andrew Payne: Morgan, beat that fucking ass. Now let’s get this show rolling!
















We cut to the back where Jason Hardwick is walking through the hallways of the Collision Center, heading towards the locker rooms. As he turns, there is Carter Slade warming up doing curls with a large resistance band. After he gets to twenty, he drops down, reels off twenty single arm pushups, alternating with each one. He drops down to the floor, then suddenly pops up to his feet, landing back on the resistance band. He goes to grab the band but stops when he sees Jason.

Carter: Again? You are really interrupting me again. It was one thing when it was after a match. I let it slide when you interrupted me during dinner because I didn’t have a match on that night. Now though, you are stepping into my personal space and hindering my pre-match workout. Why are you here?

Carter looks at him for a few seconds, then steps forward and holds his finger up as Jason goes to answer.

Carter: Just hush. I don’t need you to answer that, I already know why you are here. I get it, Jason. I’m still new here. Tonight is my third match in the company, but I came in with some hype due to my work at other places. I have been impressive so far with two wins. I have a match very soon, and you’re hoping you can get me to really talk about that, despite the fact that the last two times you tried to do this, I allowed you one question. You really didn’t think this plan out, did you? See Jason, I don’t like to be ambushed by an interviewer, I like things to be set up, to have a specific location, and to be conducted in a professional manner. You’re here though, and as a proper polite Canadian, I will again answer one and only one question, but I warn you, Jason, this is the last time I will ever answer another of your questions if you do not set up a proper interview with me, do we understand each other?

He stares Jason down, and after a few rapid blinks, Jason nods his head.

Jason Hardwick: Yes, yes, of course. From here on out, we can uh set up an interview or whatever you want to do for your match. So one question about the match. I guess let’s go with a simple question then? What do you think about your opponent tonight, Leo Cook?

Carter starts laughing and shaking his head, he throws his head back and spins around for a second, then pushes a hand through his hair. He continues to chuckle and shake his head as he leans down and grabs up the resistance band and resumes doing curls. He reels off twenty-five, then lets the band and looks back at Jason.

Carter: That’s not a simple question, Jason. Simple people think something like that is a simple question, but it’s complicated. There are levels to a question like that. What do I think of him as a person? A wrestler? A challenge? Do I consider him friend, foe, somewhere in between? That one so-called simple question can be answered in so many ways and they’re all very different. As a person, he seems like a decent guy, served his country just like my Grandfather did, so respect for that. As a wrestler, he’s good. There’s a raw talent there, but he’s not good enough to beat me tonight. Friend? No, Foe? Not that either, so that puts him in the in-between category. I hold no animosity for Leo, but I also hold no affection for him either.. For me, this is just another match with another opponent. So that brings us back to if I consider Leo a challenge? Of course, I do. I would be stupid not to consider him and everyone else I step in the ring with, as a challenge. Of course, I still believe I will win tonight, but I know it won’t be easy. I know that just like me, Leo has had success in other companies and he’s looking to replicate that in NFW and climb the ladder. Unfortunately for him, I am one damn rung above him on that ladder and I got no problem kicking Leo off and climbing a little bit higher. End of the day, friends, money, great matches, they don’t matter. What matters is the climb. What matters is reaching the very of that ladder. The only way to do that is to keep winning match after match, show after show.

Carter drops the resistance band, cracks his neck, cracks his knuckles, and starts to walk off. Jason looks at the camera and starts to talk, but Carter comes back, raises his finger, and shakes his head no. Carter looks to the camera, and then it fades out.

Match 1

Sylenth1 vs La Sirvientas de Yum Kimil

As the match began, Sylenth1 went right on the attack. They put their teamwork to good use, showing everyone that they were going to be a force in the tag team division here. It felt like Lady Death and Santa Meurta never could get out of the starting blocks and every time it looked like they might, one of the members of Sylenth1 would shut it down quickly. The two of them would deliver a big boot and superkick double team move before they would finish off Lady Death hitting her with Post Production and getting the victory.

Thea Crawford: Here are your winners, Sylenth!

Andrew Payne: Lady Death and Santa Muerta haven’t been able to get anything going in recent showings.

Miranda Augustino: But these two weirdos in helmets sure did look impressive tonight.

Result: Pinfall

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Leo Cook is seen outside one of the backstage talent only entrance doors where he and a red headed woman are seen having a bit of a discussion. The red headed woman does not look have with the conversation going on as the camera crew manages to get a closer view which allows sound to now be heard. However with the camera crew getting close it causes Leo Cook to notice them and it seems to have annoyed him as he rolls his eyes.


Leo Cook: Is there no such thing as privacy with you people? Yeah you the nerdy looking one don't you shrug your shoulders at me just keep holding that annoying damned microphone in the air while the other person holds the camera. As for the people out in the crowd and the people at home watching this right now well be happy that this crew here decided to invade an american hero's privacy. As you all have been blessed by me being on your screen I mean look at me I am a handsome man and a freaking icon already after my win at the last shock wave.

The red headed female rolls her eyes and just mouths the words "I hope you get beat tonight". Leo has a look of shock on his face after her saying that as he just shakes his head and then turns away from her.

Leo Cook: Do you all see the lack of respect I get? I mean that woman right there literally spent the night with an American freaking hero at my hotel last night because she wanted to be with a god among men. But, now that I have told her that it was just a one night thing she is ungreatful and petty. But, you know what it's fine she wasn't good enough to continue anything on with a guy like me as she was just a little thing I like to call an enjoyment exercise nothing more.

The red headed woman tries to charge forward to hit Leo but event security keeps her back as Leo smiles with his back still turned towards her and he now walks inside the backstage talent only door. The red headed woman shouts one last thing before Leo managed to get fully inside though. "Carter Slade is going to whoop you tonight and I am going to laugh!" Leo Cook now inside backstage sits down in a chair and dropping his gear bag onto the floor next to him as he looks up at the camera.


Leo Cook: Woman right? Oh well let me be more political about that.. Certain woman right? There so now all the woman that work for this company can't go protesting me or some crap like that. But, anyways here we are once again back in Chicago Illinois but a different show for your hero tonight. As it seems I am moving on up in the world and now get to grace Trauma with my dashing looks, my charm and of course my awesome in ring ability. Now I know some of you fans out there watching in the arena and at home are possibly booing me because you are thinking who does this guy think he is? Well I am damned former Army Ranger who fought for this country that's who I am. Not that my opponent tonight can understand that for he just thinks like some of you others do that I am just using my American Hero status to seem like a bigger star then I am.


Leo slams his right fist into his left.


Leo Cook: Carter Slade tonight out in that ring you get me in the ring and you are going to get beaten. You and I had some words over twitter didn't we? I tried to show you respect because I can appreciate a high caliber wrestler when I see one. But, you did not show said respect in return did you? No... All you could do was do like others do in this sport we are in and that's doubt and disrespect me. Carter you might be the quote on quote max out machine there buddy but that means very little to me because while you can have all the muscle in the world at the end of the day a good mixture of muscle and brain is what takes a man far. Which those are things I am not lacking and well you are lacking it seems in the brain department so that's a shame for you but a good thing for me in our match tonight.

Leo opens his gear bag as he pulls out cell phone and closely looks over it for a moment before looking back at the camera.


Leo Cook: On twitter you said to me that it would not matter what my game plan is there Carter. Well you see that's where that lack of brain kicks in as your only plan is to just whoop me and you are not thinking of the ways I might have studied up on you and the ways I might know how to counter your big moves there buddy. So you see Carter Slade I am going to be one step ahead of you in that ring all through out our match because again I know how to use my brain and not just the force that my body possesses.

Leo looks at one more thing on his phone which causes him to crack a smile then he puts his phone bag in his gear bag and looks back up.


Leo Cook: You said that pissing you off which obviously I did in our few tweets back and forth. But, again you said pissing you off would be a mistake basically on my part and you also pretty much doubted my ability to even do that. I am shaking my head at you Carter for the lack of respect you have shown me is just pathetic. You think I most than likely can't get under your skin and even if I did that I would wish I wouldn't have? Heh, Carter you think to highly of your self and tonight I am going to beat you rather it's by submission or pin fall it makes no difference.

Leo Cook now stands up from the chair he was sitting in and begins to loosen up with a few stretches.


Leo Cook: The man said he was going to prove he is a better wrestler then me as well. Yeah, I just do not see it happening tonight for you big guy but I look forward to you trying and well failing. As for everyone watching this that might be thinking well why is Leo so full of himself? The answer to that question is simple I am a damned war machine and tonight I prove how much of well lets say killer instinct in that ring I have and oh don't forget to try actually cheering for this you know American Hero a little respect would be nice people!

Leo continues some of his unique stretches as we cut back to the ringside area.

Match 2

Carter Slade vs Leo Cook

Slade and Cook come to the center with a lockup. Cook has the weight advantage but Slade’s brutality allows him to shove Cook back into the ropes causing a break. Cook breaks clean but Slade feigns and lands a cheap chop across Cook’s chest, whips him into the ropes and drops him with a European Uppercut, followed by a jumping knee drop and a cover for a one count. Slade lays in the forearms across Cook’s shoulders as the man gets up then goes for a Vertical Suplex but Cook reverses out of it. Cook lands behind Slade, steps in and hits a Russian Legsweep. He kips up, hits the ropes and hits a running senton. Slade tries to power back up to his feet as fast as he can but Cook catches him in a Snap DDT, scoring a two count for his efforts. Slade powers out with some authority and gets to his feet huffing, he backs off away from Cook just enough to use the ropes to put some ompf behind a flying shoulder block. Cook goes down and Carter pulls him up again for a standing German Suplex showing off his impressive strength. Cook shows his resilience by popping back up to his feet before Slade can make a cover. He and Slade trade those big chops with each other, right across the chest until Leo is able to reel Carter in for a tilt-a-whirl slam. Slade stays down for another two count before basically tossing Leo off of him in anger.

Slade gets Cook to his feet and digs into him with a knife edged chop. Cook fires back with a forearm to Slade’s jaw but Slade just absorbs it and yells right in Cook’s face. Cook calls for another chop from Slade and he gets it, sending him back a step. Cook fires back with another forearm to the jaw. The two go back and forth, trading shots to one another to see who backs off or cries uncle first. Eventually, it’s Slade Carter who falters in the trade off and Leo Cook comes off the ropes for a Big Boot but Slade catches his leg and delivers a Dragon Screw Leg Whip. Slade picks Cook up by his wrists and sets up for Blood Moon Rising but Cook pops up and scoops Slade onto his shoulders, countering with a Death Valley Driver. He picks Slade up to follow up his offense but Slade strikes back with a stiff European Uppercut. Cook staggers back, Slade hits the ropes, coming in for a discus forearm strike but Cook suddenly twists around, NAILING Slade with The Leo Special, right in the face and knocking him to the mat. Leo falls over Slade, hooking the leg for the cover and scores the three count pinfall, needed for the victory.

Result: Pinfall

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Match 3

Tahtti Kuu vs Savannah Sunshine

Tahti and Savannah start the match off by locking up in the center of the ring. Eventually Savannah goes behind and puts Tahti into a waistlock before picking her up and slamming her face first into the mat. She then picks Tahti up and delivers a Fisherman’s suplex to her before climbing to the top rope. Savannah goes for a double footstomp, but Tahti is able to roll out of the way. Tahiti gets her feet, but as she turns around, Savannah cuts her in half with a spear and goes for the cover, only to get a two count. Savanna picks Tahti up and looks to deliver Sweet tooth, but Tahti is able to counter out of it and she delivers a Russian Leg Sweep to start to turn things over to her favor.

Tahit then picks Savannah up and sends her into the corner. Thati charges in and delivers a corner splash to Savannah before grabbing her by the head and delivering a running bulldog out of the corner. Tahiti picks Savannah up and sends her into the ropes. Savannah holds onto the ropes to stop her momentum and Tahti comes charging in, but Savanna drops down and lowbridges Tahti causing her to spill out to the floor. Savannah then climbs up to the top rope and as Tahti gets back up, Savannah launches and delivers Geronimoooooooooo! She picks Tahti back up and sends her back first into the barricade before looking to deliver another spear, but Tahti is able to sidestep it and send Savannah shoulder first into the steel steps. Tahiti then picks Savannah up and delivers a tornado DDT using the ring apron as a launching pad. She picks Savannah up and sends her into the barricade and comes charging in and delivers a clothesline that sends both of them spilling into the crowd. The two of them continue to brawl as the referee reaches the twenty count for the two of them and is forced to ring the bell.

Thea Crawford: This match has been called a double countout!

Andrew Payne: These two women don’t seem to be done with each other and I want to see more from them.

Miranda Augustino: The ring couldn’t contain them tonight and they both paid the price.

Result: Double countout

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As we open up there is a massive sound like crashing lockers on a continual loop.
We are in the women’s locker room yet there is no one around as we pan past the lockers and the benches underneath them. We then see a woman in a blue black wrestling outfit which looks very much like a bikini. Her very long black hair is whipping back and forth and then we see that she is slamming her head repeatedly into a locker and as we zoom we can see blood trickling down the front of the blue locker door.

She turns around,the face of Melissa Aki, with furious anger on her face, a trickle of blood seeping from the bridge of her nose and dropping to her lips. She greedily licks the blood and holds the camera up close with her hands.

Maki: Why are you interrupting my second pre-match preparations? Oh so you can have your pound of flesh, get those stupid ratings because we all know Maki sells merch for days, sells out tickets, gets buy rates and yet you all still do your best to keep Maki down, to keep her where she belongs, in mid card purgatory while you reap the profits. No one here has the balls to give me a fair shot at a championship because then it would prove that I have far surpassed your faux anarchist, I have eclipsed your gaming champion who was given the title by her manipulated goth boyfriend. Yet, it's me who has a match on every damned Trauma and pay per view. I am the hardest working, most loved face of the brand they have ever had!

She pushed the camera away and continued bashing her head on the locker, then stopped, cocked her head to the left and looked directly into our souls.

Maki: In life we are all given chances to flow like a stream or a river as it bends and travels to the destination it wanted but some people do not take the chance the river affords. They traverse it and then take the path less travelled to find their way to the place they want to be instead of taking the longer, methodical approach to the glory of false promises. That is the difference between us River, you think tonight is about a short cut to the promised land. You knock me off and the whole world will believe in you and that you can dominate because if you can beat one of the best in the world you deserve all the riches that entails. Yet, you still say you will do your best against me when I challenge you to give me your all, miss muscle man, didnt you? So we both know you lack the desired confidence to see through on your plan to beat me. We both see that your muscles and masculinity is a cover for your deep seated anxieties. You lifted off that mask, shed that shell, and allowed me into your psyche and tonight I am going to fully take off your skin and do you a solid. I am going to beat you within an inch of your life, your strength means zip when one knock out strike and your chin crumbles. I will show you what you need to make that next step and show you what killer instinct is all about.

She pauses momentarily as her eyes turn black and blood appears at the corner of them dripping down her face in bloody tears.

Maki: Your vessel with the ridiculous human name is just that. Maki knows all she needs to do is hit that glass jaw and tumble down like one of your jenga games. That is not all though, dear sinner. I am reaping your soul. I am dragging you down under. You are a nothing on this mortal coil but down there you can be something superior. A superior demonic entity and I will make it happen. So be a good little worm and take the beating as we know you will and I will turn you into something extraordinary. Tick tock. Oh and FM Young you’re next!

Maki’s eyes turned back to her hazel normality, the blood reversed and went back into her eyes. She slumped to the floor as she quietly sang to herself.

Maki: Curtain's call Is the last of all, when the lights fade out,All the sinners crawl.
So they dug your grave and the masquerade will come calling out, at the mess you've made.
Don't wanna let you down but I am hell bound. Though this is all for you, don't wanna hide the truth. When you feel my heat, look into my eyes it's where my demons hide. It's where my demons hide.

As she rocks back and forth singing one of Griffin Hawkins favourite songs, we fade.

Match 4

River Chance vs Maki

The demoness and the powerhouse meet right in the middle of the ring. Maki eyes River, looks her up and down, then smiles and raises her hand for a test of strength. River looks at the hand raised up, then raises her arm and flexes her bicep a little as she nods at Maki. River takes the hand of the demoness, then goes for the other only to catch a knee to the gut, followed by a hard forearm strike that’s followed by a spinning sole butt to the midsection, then a massive European uppercut. Maki stays on the attack with a Samoan Driver and a close 2 count as she is looking to put this away early. Maki pulls River to her feet and looks for the Superkick Party, but River catches the first one, throws Maki’s leg down and delivers a big clothesline. Maki slowly gets up and goes right back down courtesy of another clothesline. Maki is slower to get to her feet and will wish she hadn’t as she turns into a back body drop. River takes a second to breathe and recover as Maki gets to her feet, fuming at the attack of Chance. Maki doesn’t have long to be mad though as River drops her with a discus lariat that nearly takes her head off. River follows by hitting the ropes, running back, leaping up and delivering a massive leg drop to Maki. With her leg over Maki’s shoulders. River reaches down and hooks both legs

ONE…

TWO…

THR - KICK OUT!

River brings Maki up and then puts her right back down with a scoop slam. River hits the ropes again, leaps up and hits a second leg drop, right to the mat. Maki rolls out of the way just in time, gets to her feet and delivers a soccer style kick to the chest of River Chance after she’s left sitting off the missed leg drop. Maki doesn’t go for a cover, instead pulling River to her feet so she can deliver a death valley driver, spiking River into the mat. Maki makes the cover, but it only gets a 2 count. River rolls towards the ropes and slowly begins to pull herself up, but that just gives Maki time to get to the top rope. The demoness comes off with a flying thrust kick that absolutely levels the young powerhouse. Again Maki doesn’t look for a cover, instead brings River back to her feet, yanking her up by her hair. Maki brings River up and then drives her right back down with en Emerald flowsion, but again there is no cover. Once more Maki pulls River to her feet by River’s hair. Maki hits a few sudden palm thrusts, then a spinning kick to the midsection before she connects with a step up enziguri. River looks out on her feet when she gets blasted by a superkick to the temple. Maki hits another right below the chin and then right between the eyes to take River down with the Superkick Party. Maki now decides to cover

ONE…

TWO…

THREE - KICK OUT!

Maki is furious as the ref says River managed to get her shoulder up at the last possible second. Maki starts to pound the mat in frustration, then suddenly starts laughing as she looks over at River Chance and just waits for her powerhouse opponent to stand. River is slow to get to her feet, but instead of attacking, Maki just watches her. River finally gets up and Maki suddenly pops to her feet. Maki charges at River with a clothesline, but instead she gets caught and dropped with a powerslam. Maki seems completely out of it as she gets back to her feet. She looks at River and again charges with a clothesline, but this one is ducked and Maki is dropped with a German suplex. River bridges into the pin, but Maki manages to kick out at 2.5. River takes a few breaths, powers Maki up and tosses her towards the ropes. River looks for the big spinebuster, but Maki leaps up when River goes to grab her and manages to slide off River’s shoulder. Maki rolls forward, turns and when River turns back around, she’s blasted by a Makihouse Kick that turns her head sideways and sees her collapse into a heap. Maki makes the cover and hooks both legs

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!

~DING DING DING~

Thea Crawford: The winner of the match as a result of a Pin fall…MAKI!

Andrew Payne: Maki secures the victory with that absolutely vicious and destructive Makihouse Kick.

Miranda Augustino: It’s well known that Maki is a very dangerous striker and she just reminded everyone of that tonight..

Result: Via Pin fall

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The arena lights fade out before the electronic organ intro to “Remember Me (FESTER Remix)” by Code: Pandorum starts up. Two red spotlights appear illuminating 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. Leviathan and Iscariot XIII climbed the steps and entered the ring over the top rope. Once inside they hold the ropes open for Tia and Xaphan. They continue to hold them open as Anton enters.

Tia gets a microphone from one of the ring crew and, with reverence, hands it to Anton. The arena lights raise as the music fades. Xaphan and Tia flank Anton while Leviathan and Iscariot XIII stand behind him. He looks over the crowd for a moment before raising the microphone.

Anton Crowley: I know what you are all wondering about. How can I be any kind of alright with what happened at Sudden Death? I bet you all want me to be pissed and want to see Anton versus Kate for the title. Well, that ain’t going to happen.

The crowd boo as Anton just chuckles.

Anton Crowley: It’s obvious that none of you pay attention to anything. I have said time and again that I have the Dark One’s favor. That I am his chosen one. It is by his will and desire that House Crowley was founded. I was told that she would be cashing in and that she was the one to be Champion.

Anton starts to pace back and forth slightly.

Anton Crowley: I was supposed to go out there and soften Angel up for Kate. I was supposed to make her work to think she had won the title. I just happened to do my job too well. I overestimated Angel’s ability to absorb punishment. Everything I had heard and seen of her said she could.

Anton shrugs absently.

Anton Crowley: So, there was a slight change of plans. I make her work for it and there she was. Universal Champion. Now, I can even hear you all now. Why can I be alright with the Universal Title not being in House Crowley? You see, this is how you prove you don’t pay attention.

Anton stops and looks out at the crowd.

Anton Crowley: She has always been considered part of House Crowley. She is my girl. She is House Crowley. But, we can hear that from her directly.

Anton motions at the entranceway. The lights in the arena go dark as the opening chords of “Heist” hit the speakers. The crowd goes up in cheers as a big

“Player 1 Ready…”

comes up on the screen. In the break between the opening chords and the main tune the screen flashes

“Game Start!”

The main tune hits and the lights come back up showing Kate on the stage. Of course she has the Undisputed title around her waist, but she isn't as interactive with the fans as she walks down the ramp with a big smile on her face. When she gets ringside, Leviathan and Iscariot, hold the ropes for her as she enters. She gives a hug to Tia Santos quickly before she grabs a mic for herself and stands with Anton. Her music continues playing as they talk softly to each other with smiles. Finally they kiss passionately in the middle of the ring. The audience is still somewhat flabbergasted but they keep mostly to themselves as Kate's music ends and the lovers break, still holding hands

Anton Crowley: Here she is. Cali-Kate, the NFW Universal Champion. The only person on the roster who would, and could, succeed in cashing in against me.

The audience whoops at Kate, but it's notably more muted than her normal fare. Kate grins a bit as she finally brings the mic to her mouth.

Cali-Kate: What's up, NFW-verse?

Kate similarly seems less vibrant right now, more cunning as she looks over the audience. The audience almost pleads with Kate for an explanation.

Cali-Kate: Incidentally, all of you should have realized this was coming. As Anton said, being his girl always made me a part of the House. I have always had the option of being more involved with it than I was. That was arrogance on my part talking though. Look at what I was, hosting a pay per view and spinning wheels. Being left off shows entirely or relegated to the pre show. Getting mist in my eyes. Failing time and again to prove that I was this good.

Kate indicates to the Undisputed title belt.

Cali-Kate: Never, somehow, being able to take that next step into this world, this pinnacle of honor. To put it very simply, it was too much to bear. It kept me up at night. I was falling into a darker and darker place that I'd been before, but that's not what I was meant for. I had the Wildcard briefcase.

Kate's eyes suddenly flare with intensity as she finally separates herself from Anton to walk to the ropes.

Cali-Kate: I won that! Not your former champ who all but forgot me when I won the title except that she knew about the briefcase. Not the current "United States of Anarchy" champ. Well we all knew that was a short lived alliance anyway. Everyone who stood by my side as I put down a group who would have caused actual trouble for this roster walked away when I had that briefcase. Because I was now a threat instead of a friend. They watched as I struggled on my own to show how much of a threat I was and when it became clear I wasn't much of one, they disregarded me and my opportunity.

Kate licks at her lips with a scowl.

Cali-Kate: Everyone that is, except one person.

Kate takes her place at Anton's side again.

Cali-Kate: You can be possessed with dark spirits, consort with demons and dance with devils all you want, but I found true salvation in the shadows that I had with me all along. Anton knew, it had to come down to me cashing in. Did he know I would win? No, he couldn't guarantee it and as he said, he even had to change his plans a bit when Kusanagi-sama failed to live up to the potential that he had planned for. And so, it came down to who would be holding the title for the House. I'm going to give you that answer as well. Both of us are.

Every audience and crew member ringside gets the most confused looks on their faces.

Cali-Kate: Hold on, hold on. Officially, I can't actually share the championship with him. It will still be me going out there one on one with whatever challenger manages to be found now. What I mean to say is, Anton won the Guardians of the Pyramid match. As far as I'm concerned, that puts him on an equal scale to me. As it should be of course. And so regardless of it is me or Anton out there in the ring, it will still be the NFW Undisputed title being represented out there.

Kate leans into Anton with a smile.

Cali-Kate: And as for later tonight, well you all know I'm facing someone who cast her name into the Vlad Blackheart tournament as surely as my love beside me here has. Runa Olsen gets to see what a champion level competition feels like as she goes into the challenger's level. It makes me feel… kind of proud that she's going to learn a harsh lesson that will end up demoralizing her. The perfect display of being the monkey in the wrench, the fly in the ointment...

Audience: THE PAIN IN THE ASS!

Cali-Kate: ... and Runa, you don't get spoilers, you get the whole show and exactly how well you'd underperform in it.

Anton Crowley: And as always, the House will be watching.

Cali-Kate: Game Start, bitches!

“Remember Me (FESTER Remix)” by Code: Pandorum starts up as Anton and Kate both drop their mics. Iscariot XIII and Leviathan hold the ropes open for the couple. House Crowley, in its full power, walks to the back.

Match 5

Runa Olson vs Cali-Kate

The Champion comes out to her due fanfare and takes just a moment to celebrate. She holds the belt high in the ring despite it not being a title match, it being her first match since winning the title she’s entitled to some showing off. Oslon just stands in the ring looking a bit put out about the fact that this bout is in fact not a title match. Still, she’s more than game when Kate steps up, getting a minor jump on the champion with a running knee strike. Kate, ever the showwoman, simply rolls through and pops back to her feet after the impact. Runa comes running in again and Kate goes for a Spinning Heel Kick that goes over her head as Runa rolls under. Kate doesn’t let this throw her off as she just runs and hits the ropes. Runa goes for a clothesline but Kate ducks under her arm and comes back with a springboard dropkick, knocking Runa down to the mat. Runa sits up and here comes Cali-Kate with a stiff Shining Wizard right to the side of the head. Kate goes for a cover but Runa kicks out, sitting up and trying to shake the cobwebs out while trying to get up to her feet. Kate sends her back over to the mat with a Snapmare and hits the ropes again, flying right back into Runa with a Meteora. She immediately pops up to her feet and pumps her fists, calling for the crowd to get behind her. They do without a second’s hesitation as Cali-Kate stands back and leans forward, hands on her knees, waiting and ready. Runa Olson gets back up to her feet and turns right into Cali-Kate’s Geek Chic Kick! Before she can hit the mat, though, Kate grabs her to keep her vertical, twists her around and STARSTUCK into the mat!! Runa gets driven down hard and lies prone as Kate rolls her over and hooks the leg for the 1...2...3! This match is over already as Kate jumps to her feet and takes her Undisputed Title from the ref, letting him raise her arm, celebrating to the pop of the crowd.

Result: Pinfall

After the bell rings, Kate's music hits and she stands and raises her arm as the ref brings the Undisputed title belt back to her. She smiles and talks to the ref a bit who nods at her and dismisses her from the ring. Kate nods and leans down to pat Runa on the cheek. She finally leaves the ring, but even though she leaves, the audience begins to boo intensely and suddenly, Xaphan, Iscariot, Leviathan and Tia Santos are in the ring and swarming Runa.

Miranda Augustino: Wait a minute, wha-?

Leviathan and Iscariot are pounding On Runa's head and back, while Xaphan and Tia work on Runa's legs. The entire House is in a frenzy.

Andrew Payne: House Crowley has invaded the ring! And they're attacking Runa!

Miranda Augustino: That's what she gets for daring to lay a finger on the Lady of House Crowley.

Andrew Payne: Well, I guess, but- hey wait a minute, where's Kate going?

Kate has taken one look at the inside of the ring and turned her back on it. She heads up the ramp as Xaphan picks up Runa and delivers Fire in Heaven. Leviathan continues with Chaotic Sacrilege. Iscariot finishes it with Pieces of Silver. Kate doesn't even flinch or miss a step. The audience is confused as Kate continues to walk back and behind the curtain.

Andrew Payne: Kate refused to get involved? What the hell is going on?

Miranda Augustino: Mami does whatever she wants Andy. And no one is gonna question the Lady of the House, especially when she holds the Undisputed title.

The House in the ring looks on at the carnage they have wrought. The camera gets close up on all of them as the scene fades out.
The scene comes up backstage with Amy Connors standing by.

Amy: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, the Underground Queen, Sela-Rica Lark.

It takes a moment for Sela to step in front of the camera this time. She seems to have a serious glare on her face

Amy: Sela, tonight is match two of a three match string that you challenged Nathanael Morian who won the first match. Do you have any plans tonight to make it to the third match?

Sela: One match does not decide this fate. Not yet at least. Tonight will be no different. Nathanael proved he has the skill to stand against playtime, but he left himself without a trump card to stand on by doing so. Meanwhile I have been thinking that I will have to simply introduce him to another facet of myself.

Sela's lips begin to curl upward.

Sela: It's nothing terribly new or out there exciting, but you see I can't help but wonder if perhaps I'm playing with someone who needs to be… inspired to see that the best and most satisfying ways to win a match are in the most brutal methods possible. But how do I inspire that in someone who has yet to show us that he is capable of that as much as anyone else? It took me awhile to come up with an answer.

Sela begins to sway slightly.

Sela: Tonight, I know something Nathanael doesn't. And all that will need to happen is to first prove that his win was him getting a lucky shot. After tonight, he'll realize he doesn't have anything resembling a prayer against the Underground Queen.

Sela giggles.

Sela: What's more is he won't have to kiss my boot tonight. That embarrassment will be saved for when we do have our final match. And oh you better pay attention in that final match everyone. Because the hero will show himself the villain that he hides inside. And it will agonize him without me having to be nearby.

Sela cackles one more time before walking off, leaving Amy behind as the scene fades out.

Main Event
Sela-Rica Lark vs Nathanael Morian

Sela and Nathanael start this match off fast and furious as they both come out swinging. Eventually though, Nathanael starts to get the better of the exchange and he takes wrist control of Sela and sends her into the ropes. Sela comes off the ropes and ducks under a clothesline attempt and when Nathanael turns around, he turns into a kick to the midsection followed up by a snap DDT that spikes him right on the head. Sela proceeds to pick him up and send him into the corner. Sela charges in, but Nathanael is able to get a boot up and drive it into the face of Sela staggering her back. Nathanael takes this slight opening charging out of the corner and taking Sela down with a Thesz Press and delivering a few punches. He gets back up to his feet and picks Sela up, taking her and delivering an underhook suplex and bridging up for a pin that sees Sela kick out at two. Nathanael grabs Sela by the legs and turns her over onto her stomach, locking in a Boston Crab. Sela struggles and claws her way, refusing to give up as she finally reaches the bottom rope to force a break. Nathanael breaks the hold at the count of four and picks Sela back up to her feet. He takes Sela and lifts her up to his shoulders. He looks to deliver Ultio, but Sela lands on her feet and delivers a chopblock.

Sela then hits the ropes and delivers a dropkick before following it up with a running splash. She then picks Nathanael up and locks him in place before delivering P4P and then hitting a Salt in the Cut. Sela grabs Nathanel and locks in a knee bar and cranks back on the knee and leg. Nathanael fights though, refusing to give up and he begins to claw his way to the bottom rope and eventually finds it and forces a break. Sela breaks the hold at the count of four before she picks Nathanael up and this time, she delivers Just for Fun and hooks the leg for the cover and the three count.

Thea Crawford: Here is your winner, Sela-Rica Lark!

Andrew Payne: And Sela evens up this best of three series!

Miranda Augustino: I can’t wait to see when these two finally finish this series off!

Andrew Payne: But that will have to wait until after The Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament next month.

Miranda Augustino: That’s too long of a wait though!

Andrew Payne: You’ll survive, but that’s it for tonight folks, see you in two weeks when myself and Matt Salvatore call all the action of the Third Annual Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament!

Miranda Augustino: I’m going to enjoy my month long vacation. See you bitches later!

Result: Pinfall
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