NFW Aftershock #9 - Chicago, IL! 10/24/2020!

The camera opens up inside the production room of NFW’s Collision Center where we are greeted by Aftershock host, Jason Hardwick. He stands in front of the large video screen.

Jason Hardwick: Hello and welcome everyone! I’m Jason Hardwick and this is NFW Aftershock. Our new weekend exclusive of bonus footage for our Collision and Trauma broadcasts. This is where you’ll find exclusive backstage activity from the men and women of the New Frontier. We’ve got some bonus footage from this week's Trauma and so much more. In tonight’s bonus matches, Cass Baumer faces off with Keiji Sugiwara. We’ll also see Tren Descarrilado versus Layla Aishe and Remi Fontaine against Shantae Ramet.

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After Jason Hardwick’s introduction over Swedish metal band Amaranthe’s hit single “Do Or Die,” the broadcast cuts elsewhere in the Collision Center. We slowly pan through the locker room area where several other wrestlers and NFW facilities prepare for tonight’s action until a loud belch breaks through the idle murmuring. With a white leather jacket and subtle black accents, the source of the noise turns their flat-billed New Zealand All Whites cap to the back with a familiar nasal laugh. Of course, it’s former Silver Mountain Champion Cass Baumer with a cigarette to her lips. She inhales the dark smoke, blows it back at the screen, then waves cutely to everyone watching.

Cass Baumer: Yo!

True NFW fans might recognize that Cass is purposely acting out the start of Collision #1, playing the part of the current Silver Mountain Championship number one contender Morgan Payne. It’s almost shot for shot with minor differences in fact, complete with the first word ever uttered on an NFW show since its reemergence in mid-2018. With that, she tosses the cancer stick and shoves her lighter back into her pocket. Non-verbally instructing the cameraperson to follow with gestures, the Kiwi exits the locker room and enters the hallway.

Cass Baumer: I went from an inoffensive local newspaper reporter with a deadline, a word limit, and an editor who treated us all like garbage to who I am today. But if there’s one thing my boss taught me that I’ve learned from those days, it’s this: The fewer the words—

Kyle and the other security guards make an unintended cameo while The Headliner walks towards the ring with a swag in her step. With another laugh, she adjusts her wrist tape and readies herself for the match against Keiji Sugiwara while she keeps on walking.

Match #1. Singles Match

Cass Baumer v. Keiji Sugiwara

Baumer and Sugiwara put on one hell of an opening spectacle for the fans in attendance. Cass started to do damage pretty early by just going in on Keiji with stiff shots and chained together maneuvers but the Last Emperor flipped the tables rather quickly, chipping away at his opponent with quick hit and run tactics. Cass was able to absorb the opening blows but getting her hands back on Keiji proved to be a difficult task as he was moving all over the place. Cass was growing visibly frustrated while Keiji was just having a grand old time. With the Headliner, however, adaptability was always one of her strong suits and before long, she managed to regain the upper hand and started relying on her heavier hitting moves to slow him down until she was able to wrap things up with the Fact Check for the pinfall.

Result: Pinfall

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The lights flicker on, revealing TREN DESCARRILADO standing next to a seated KATELIN ARNETT. His hand is on her shoulder, but neither of them looks pleased. The large Hispanic man turns his face up to the camera to speak.

Tren Descarrilado: Jed Coffey? I’m gonna bury you motherfucker.

Katelin casts her eyes up at Tren to watch him as the large man speaks.

Tren Descarrilado: But tonight ain’t about the Second Shitty Bitch Squad. Nah. Tonight I go one on one with Layla Aishe. No beef wit her. But hey chica? Match is a match. I got a motherfuckin reputation to uphold, and that means I gotta put you down, dig?

Arnett nods as Descarrilado steps forward, his hands sliding off his manager's shoulder as he begins to pace in front of her.

Tren Descarrilado: Here’s the deal motherfuckers. Lots of people seem to think they need to chime in on why the Man Who Feels No Pain would tie himself in with the motherfucking Kingdom. Jasmine Matthews. Sativa Nevaeh. Lluvia Cane. Moe Renhuan. Morgan Payne. Lilith Meadows. Christina Olson. Alexa Marcus, even. Them four little kids. That little relationship they got goin on with… what…

Tren counts to himself on his fingers before shrugging.

Tren Descarrilado: ...six of em? Think there’s some blonde chick too. Steph Kenyon? Fuck it. She don’t work here. Y’all wouldn’t care anyway. Not the point.

Descarrilado gives a nod of his head, and Arnett stands, silently making her way out of the frame.

Tren Descarrilado: I joined the Kingdom for a couple of reasons. The amount of them that matter to any motherfucker but me?!

Veins bulge in the Mexican’s neck as his voice begins to rise.

Tren Descarrilado: NONE, MOTHERFUCKERS!

He turns, grabbing the metal chair Katelin had been sitting on with one hand before spinning and launching it across the empty room to bounce off the concrete wall on the other end.

Tren Descarrilado: It don’t matter if I’m in the Kingdom, or SCRS, or if I was even one of them Cute Garbage Raccoons, or whatever the fuck they’re called! At the end of the goddamned day, I’m the Human Train Wreck. I’m Your Worst Fucking Nightmare. I AM THE MAN WHO FEELS NO PAIN, MOTHERFUCKER!

Katelin comes back into the frame, a leather jacket on, though the hem only comes down to just below her ribs. She walks up behind Tren to slide a leather vest onto him, the muscles in his arms twitching as his wild eyes dance while he stares into the camera.

Tren Descarrilado: Tonight, Layla Aishe gets to be on the receiving end of all this pent up aggression I got after all you motherfuckers thought you had to run your mouths. And if I so much as smell a single one of you Second City Riot squad motherfuckers, well…

The chuckle that escapes Descarrilado is hollow. Cold. The look in his eye as he stares into the lens is unnerving.

Tren Descarrilado: ...let’s just say an announce table isn’t the only thing I’m gonna fuckin’ break.

The camera lowers, but a hand suddenly shoots down, yanking it back upward as Tren snarls.

Tren Descarrilado: Motherfucker, I ain’t done. You seem to have fuckin forgot too.

Katelin smirks and wraps her arms around Tren as he turns his back to the camera. The back of the vest shows an image of a burning bullet train with the silhouette of a castle behind it.

Tren Descarrilado: I am the Train Wreck. Your Worst Nightmare. The Man Who Feels No Pain. And now I got a new title. Executioner, motherfuckers. So, tonight, I’m gonna drop the fucking hammer, and every single one of you assholes in attendance tonight, whether you want to or not?

Tren walks Katelin around him, the back of her jacket bearing the same image before the two of them turn to face the camera.

Tren Descarrilado and Katelin Arnett: Behold The Kingdom, motherfuckers.

Match #2. Singles Match

Tren Descarrilado v. Layla Aishe

The Kingdom’s newly appointed enforcer made quick work of his opponent shortly after the bell rang. Not to say Layla Aishe didn’t try to put up a fight. From the moment the bell rang, she ran in and started laying the shots in on Tren Descarrilado but went for an Irish whip shortly after that Tren reversed and when she came off the ropes, proverbially decapitated her with a discus lariat. This knocked her senseless, leaving her with little to be done as Tren just pulled her up by the hair and delivered Bullet Train To Hell for a quick pinfall victory.

Result: Pinfall

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10/20/2020 - Collision #85

Shortly after her tag team match with Teresa Duke against the Drake brothers, Jansen Myrrh is storming around backstage tearing shit up. She’s knocking over production boxes, opening random doors and shouting, basically causing a scene. Josh Davidson approaches her as Jansen is cursing up a storm.

Josh Davidson: Jansen Myrrh, tonight didn’t go your way out there, can I…

Jansen Myrrh: No shit, sherlock. We got our ass beat out there. You got any other breaking fucking news for me there, speedo?

She opens another door as Josh follows.

Josh Davidson: Just what are you looking for?

Jansen begins to look annoyed at these questions.

Jansen Myrrh: Fine. I’m looking for the Wicked Witch of the West out here. That sea monster looking motherfucker who tried to fucking drown me a couple of PPVs ago. She goes silent after showing her face and she randomly just reappears as if nothing fucking happens and has the uterus to tell me that my so-called jabs on social media don’t mean shit. Well, that little bitch can go fuck herself. If she would have had to gonads to show herself sometime in the last couple of months, I would have beaten the fucking crazy right out of her. So, now I gotta look around here to find the bitch because she wants to call me out and then tell me it’s not the right fucking time. Bitch, we aren’t on your time or his time or whoever’s fucking time. We are on my time and the current fucking time is time for me to beat your ass into next fucking year, which may be a blessing for you considering what a shitty year it’s been. Perhaps instead, I beat your ass back to the beginning of the fucking year and you can relive it all over again. I’ll tell you what Mil-sackofshit… you want to use me to send some sort of message. Deliver your fucking message in person, in front of my face. I doubt you have the fucking ovaries to confront me face to face, but if you feel like nutting up, then show the fuck up next week. But I promise you if I find you first, you’re fucking finished.

Jansen is about to storm off when Josh asks one final question.

Josh Davidson: What’s this mean for Thick Girls Club?

Jansen Myrrh: You don’t worry about Thick Girls Club. We ain’t done yet. We’ve lost the last two matches, but we are still getting our feet underneath us as a team. Some of these teams have been tagging for months or years. We ain’t done. We’re just getting started. I am just sidetracked a little, that’s all. Tell fucking Lex Luthor to send us another team. We’ll fight anyone. You got any more stupid questions, Jackson? I didn’t think so. Fuck off.

Jansen storms out of camera range shouting for Zelda to come out and fight her as the scene ends.

Match #3. Singles Match

Remi Fontaine v. Shantae Ramet

In the main event, Remi Fontained and Shantae Ramet clearly felt they had something to prove because they went from 0 to 60 as soon as the bell rang. The two locked up and quickly jarred for position, chain wrestling back and forth with arm drags, leg sweeps and takedowns. Remi looked to be faster with the striking and footwork, maneuvering around Shantae like a cat wearing down its prey before intending to go in for the kill. He went for his signature Spinning Roundhouse Kick but Shantae flipped the tables around when she ducked under the leg, came back up and nailed Remi with a Bell Clap. This knocked Remi off balance and had him stumbling back and allowing Shantae to get her hands on him. Here, she showcased her strength, plucking the 150 pounder right off of his feet with a Snap Suplex. She continued to use her power and vast knowledge of different styles in wrestling to bring the fight to the Rebel Angel. Soon after, Shantae was able to pick up her first win with an Arm Wrench Pele, followed by Rasengan when Remi started sitting up, allowing her to score the pinfall.

Result: Pinfall

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Jason Hardwick: That’s our show for this episode, folks! We’ll see you next Saturday for--wait. Looks like we’ve got a camera backstage. Hey isn’t that?

The camera is following Tren Descarrilado. The big man is still wearing his Kingdom kutte, with two bags over his shoulder as he talks on the phone.

Tren Descarrilado: Yeah babe. Just bring the car around. I’m almost…

He doesn’t get to finish that sentence as Jed Coffey comes in out of nowhere, slamming his impressive weight against the Train Wreck. Descarrilado hits the wall, his phone, sunglasses, and both bags falling to the floor.

Tren Descarrilado: What the fu-...

He doesn’t get a chance to get up, or finish his sentence, before all three members of Second City Riot Squad are there, putting their boots into him. While he may not feel pain, it’s hard to overpower three people when you’re seated against a wall and they’re kicking you.

Jed Coffey: Told you you weren’t anything more than a lapdog, bitch!

Jason Hardwick: This is bad folks! Nobody from the Kingdom is here tonight due to other engagements! Descarrilado is on his own!

Coffey grabs Tren by the hair before driving his fist into the Mexican’s mouth repeatedly. He stops momentarily to pull Tren close, and Descarrilado responds by spitting blood and saliva directly into his face.

Tren Descarrilado: Gonna have to kill me motherf-

Leah and Layla don’t give Tren a chance to finish before hitting synchronized superkicks to either side of his face before Jed goes back to throwing punches.

Jed Coffey: What’s the matter “Man Who Feels No Pain”? None of your little Kingdom bitches to back you up?

Voice: Maybe not, but they aren’t the only friends Descarrilado has.

Jed turns toward the familiar male voice only to flinch as a NERF dart hits him in the forehead. The camera pans over to show Damon Cross and Danni Anderson come running down the hallway,Leina, with her mask on and with a large NERF gun in hand.

Leina Anderson: Now it’s four on three motherfudgers!

Damon spears Jed off of Tren as Danni hits a running forearm strike to the side of Layla’s face. Leah goes to react but is stopped short when Tren grabs her shirt, blood flowing from his nose and mouth, and pulls her down as he gets up, delivering a wicked headbutt to the face before shoving her down to the floor. Second City Riot Squad manages to regroup, and Damon, Danni, and Leina stand between them and Tren, who is on his knees, coughing. Katelin Arnett runs into frame, kneeling to check on the Train Wreck.

Damon Cross: I think it’s best if the three of you leave.

Jed Coffey: This ain’t over Descarrilado. You ain’t always gonna have someone here to cover yer ass.

Tren smirks, spitting out more blood. His only response to Coffey is a ragged chuckle as he shoots the big man the bird.