NFW Collision #86 - Chicago, IL! 11/03/2020!

Nick Hanson: Welcome to Episode #86 of Tuesday Night Collision, ladies and gentlemen! New Frontier Wrestling’s longest running broadcast show! We are here, live, at the Collision Center in beautiful Chicago, Illinois! I’m Nick Hanson, joined by my broadcast partner, retired talent, Matt “Doomsday” Salvatore. Matt, what do we got for the fans tonight?

Matt Salvatore: Nick, we have a tournament beginning tonight. A two night tournament beginning tonight and concluding this Saturday on Aftershock. The winner’s going to go on to face Danni Anderson for the World Heavyweight Championship at WrestleWar 17. Eight competitors have been handpicked by General Manager, Luthor Callaway. We’ll be seeing roster members Dona Rotten, Azurine Vebbins, Sativa Nevaeh, Jasmine Matthews, Damon Cross, Amelia Abernathy, Jenn Drew and Asmodeus vying for a chance to compete on the biggest stage of them all.

Nick Hanson: We’re sure the World Heavyweight Champion, Danni Anderson, will be watching for sure! We’ve also got Cass Baumer squaring up with Kamila Rose, folks; and we’ll see Bloody Fairytale’s Christina Olson facing off against Second City Riot Squad’s Layla Diaz.

Matt Salvatore: We saw Lilith Meadows and Leah Aguero on Episode #85 two weeks ago. Meadows did come out victorious, however, things did get interesting with involvement from, not only Jed Coffey but also the surprise appearance of Tren Descarrilado. We saw those two come nose to nose.

Nick Hanson: Yes, and we also saw Tren Descarrilado become a victim to that heinous attack by Second City Riot Squad on Aftershock #8, but he had some help of his own!

Matt Salvatore: He sure did, look at this!

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As Matt and Nick talk, a replay clip is shown of Aftershock #8 with Second City Riot Squad beating down on Tren Descarrilado when all of a sudden, Danni Anderson and Damon Cross come rushing in and start throwing hands with the tag team champions while Danni’s daughter Leina cheers them on. Tren gets up and starts fighting back against Jed Coffey and the SCRS eventually fall back.

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Matt Salvatore: Little Leina leading the charge! Haha.

Nick Hanson: Brave little girl there, Matt. I’m sure we’ll be seeing more of this unfold tonight! The Kingdom wasn’t there to assist their colleague but as we all know, they have extended friendships and acquaintances that extend outside of their ranks.

Matt Salvatore: Well, we know Tren’s not gonna leave it at that. If last episode was any consolation, we know he’ll be out here again, probably itching for an excuse to get at Coffey and maybe vice versa.

Nick Hanson: We’ll definitely find out, tonight! We hope you enjoy tonight’s show, ladies and gentlemen! This is NFW Collision!

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We cut backstage into a locker room. Inside we see one, Jenn Drew sitting in a chair and wrapping her hands up with tape. Once she finishes up, she stands up and begins to pace around the room a little bit. She suddenly stops, walking over to her bag and picking it up by one of the handles and searching through it before pulling out a small ragdoll. She holds it up to the light before smiling widely and twirling around a few times before finally turning her attention toward the camera.

Jenn Drew: Some people don’t believe in the ability to control others, bend them to your will. People find something like that outrageous. There are some though, mostly those who practice the art of voodoo who believe such a thing can be achieved through the use of a simple doll. All it needs is a piece of essence from the person and the holder of the doll can do whatever it wants to it and the person will mimic it. You poke the doll…

Jenn reaches down and pulls out a long straight pin and pokes the doll in the stomach with it.

Jenn Drew: That person feels the pain of the poke wherever it is on the body. All you have to do is believe. It’s amazing what some cultures think one tiny, little doll can do to a person, isn’t it? Controlling them, humiliating them, harming them, all of that with just a simple strand of hair and a doll just like the one I have right now.

Jenn once again reaches down into her bag. She pulls out a small ziploc bag and opens it up before pulling out the strand of hair that is seen resting inside. She takes the hair and places it on top of the doll’s head and just laughs a little bit.

Jenn Drew: You see, Damon, tonight we go into war one more time against one another. Oh, how I was wishing this was going to be later in this little tournament, but I suppose knocking you out in the first round will have to do just as well for me. See, Damon, this is as much about winning and claiming the World Championship for me as it is about me just ensuring that as long as you and I are on Collision, I simply mess with you and cost you every single opportunity at gold and redemption you can possibly seek out. See, I know you, I know you think you’re in control of the situation between you and I, but in reality, I’m the one holding the control of you.

Jenn takes the doll and makes it twirl around in her hands as she smiles at it before she takes the pin and pokes it in the knee.

Jenn Drew: Much like this doll, you are merely just one of my puppets for now until I get bored with you, but that isn’t the case just yet. Keep being that fighter. Keep never giving up. Keep trying to redeem yourself for the sins of your past. Because at every turn, I’ll be there to knock you down, setting you back a step or two on your path to redemption and glory. Tonight will just be another example of that as I move on in this little tournament to crown the challenger to your little girlfriend’s championship. I’ll relish taking from her what is most precious to her, you and her championship. Oh, how I’ll love seeing the look on her face as I watch you spiral back down when the time is right into the man you wish to distance yourself from. I still see that darkness inside of you, wanting to come out to play, begging you to let it play once more……

Jenn tosses the doll in the air and catches it before twirling around the room with a laugh and a look of glee on her face before she comes to a stop at the chair and sits down in it and looks right at the doll.

Jenn Drew: Because at the end of the day, I control the strings and when I get bored with you, Damon, I will simply cut those strings from you and give you your Curtain Call as I laugh at your descent back into darkness and madness.

Jenn winks at the camera and blows it a kiss as it zooms in on the doll for a moment before fading out.

Opening Contest

First Round Tournament Bout

Dona Rotten v. Azurine Vebbins

Dona comes flying out of the corner like a rocket before the bell even finishes ringing. She leaps up and drives Azurine back into the corner with a shotgun dropkick. Vebbins is rocked immediately as Dona brings her up, and then puts her right back down with a short-arm lariat. Dona covers, but Vebbins defiantly kicks out before the ref can even count 1. Dona smiles and claps a little as she pulls Azurine up and looks for another short-arm lariat, but Vebbins ducks it, leaps up, and catches Dona in a crucifix, rolling her up into a close 2 count. As both women get to their feet, Dona attacks first with a running forearm. Dona hits the ropes and comes in with another forearm, then catches Azurine with a vicious Saito suplex. Done covers and this time she manages a 2 count. Dona goes up to the top rope and dives off with Toxicosis, but Vebbins just moves out of the way. Dona crashes hard, pops up to her feet in a daze, and gets caught with a Northern Lights suplex from Azurine. She bridges right into the pin.

Azurine is a bit surprised, but nods pulls Dona up, and sets for the Pearly Gatekeeper, only to catch a back elbow followed by a jawbreaker and a big DDT. Dona doesn’t go for the cover, instead, she rolls over to the ropes to slowly pull herself up and shake the cobwebs for a second. She smiles again as she looks down at Azurine, seemingly enjoying the fun fight she’s having. Dona shakes it off, pulls Azurine back up, and starts peppering her with forearms and knees, just drilling Vebbins with stiff strike after stiff strike. Azurine drops down to a knee and Dona starts to smile again. Dona hits the ropes behind Azurine, charges in, and levels Vebbins with the Chainsaw Kick. Dona rolls Azurine over, and makes the cover, looking over at the ref to count along.

Dona is shocked when she says three, but the referee doesn’t finish counting. She was certain it was over as she looks down at Azurine and smiles again, but this time she starts laughing before she grabs Azurine by the hair and starts laying into her with forearm shots. The ref pulls Dona back as she starts almost bouncing on the tips of her feet waiting for Azurine to get to her feet. As soon as “Da Adorkable Angel” is up, Dona charges in and eats a knee to the face. Dona stumbles back, smiles at Azurine again, and delivers a stiff chop to Vebbins’ chest. Azurine fires back with one of her own and then eats a right hand from Dona. Azurine fires back with another chop but then gets one back in return, followed by another right hand and another chop as Done has started taking control. She backs Azurine into the ropes, fires her off, and looks to level Vebbins with a rolling Sobat kick, but her foot is caught and she’s given a dragon screw leg whip. Azurine took a few seconds to get her breath, pulled Dona up, and delivered a few quick palm strikes and a discus elbow that rocked Dona and spun her around. Azurine looked for Pearly Gatekeeper again, but Dona had it well scouted, hit an elbow, and then grabbed for the jawbreaker only to have Azurine shove her in and then charge for a clothesline. Done ducked it, pulled Azurine back for the Punk-Plex, but Vebbins hooked her leg around Dona’s to block the suplex attempt. Azurine then spun Dona around, delivered a few hard knees to the sternum, superkick up next, and then the Sweetheart Sock Hop came to a roaring end with a big DDT. Azurine made the cover for the final count and the win.

Roger Arden: The winner of the match as a result of a Pin fall… AZURINE VEBBINS!

Nick Hanson: Azurine Vebbins earns a hard fought win against a very determined Dona Rotten. This was just the opening match of the night. Let’s hope the rest of the matches tonight are that hard hitting.

Matt Salvatore: With what’s on the line, especially in the other three tournament matches, I have no doubt they will be. Azurine Vebbins has a nice advantage now, she can sit back and watch who her next opponent will be, and who the other two people moving on will be.

Azurine gets a nice response from the crowd as the ref raises her hand. Dona looks up at Azurine from the floor and smiles, then sneers a bit before leaving, clearly frustrated by the loss. Azurine gives out a few fist bumps, and waves at the fans before heading to the back to enjoy her victory.

Result: Pinfall

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First Round Tournament Bout

Amelia Abernathy v. Jasmine Matthews

The moment the bell rang, there was a buzz from the crowd. People didn’t know who to root for nor who to hate. The arrogant Queen of the Kingdom or the woman who’s very wish was for the sport that brought them all there to no longer exist? Well, they’d soon get their answer as the trash talk between the two egos started going back and forth. Amelia Abernathy was calling wrestling barbaric and trashy and Jasmine Matthews was gloating about her family’s legacy in the business. This boiled to an explosive head when Amelia finally fired back, verbally, with something along the lines of Jasmine’s family being trashy, “especially daddy” and spat on the mat as if she were spitting on the grave of Dave “Snake” Matthews himself. This...didn’t go over well with Jasmine as all trash talking stopped and a look came over her like something inside threatening to erupt. Amelia was still talking and asking her what she was going to do when Jasmine absolutely went nuts on her. Grabbed her by the head and just started force feeding her forearms like a kid who didn’t wanna eat their vegetables. The fans immediately rallied behind Jasmine, popping as she began to unleash a merciless assault on the Scourge of Pro Wrestling. The referee had a time trying to get Jasmine to let her out of the corner but it only came with Jasmine darting across the ring, kicking off and charging in with another back elbow, followed by a running bulldog into the mat.

Jasmine continued just unloading on Amelia, reddening her neck and upper chest with knife edged chops. She added some brutal knees to the ribs to make matters worse, finally adding a running dropkick with Amelia in the corner which caused the woman to finally get a break when she rolled out of the ring and to the floor. Jasmine wasn’t about to let up just yet, however and she came running off the ropes, diving through for a Suicide Dive but this was where Amelia’s bodyguard, Red, caught Jasmine in his arms like a child out of the air. The referee immediately ran to the ropes and began warning Red to set Jasmine down - to NOT even dare doing anything further. Amelia didn’t seem to care if he did or not but to her dismay, Red just sat Jasmine down on her feet and the woman stepped back from the literal mountain of muscle. Infuriated, Amelia slipped back into the ring, holding her ribs and neck but grabbing the referee’s attention to scold him for ordering HER employee around. With the ref’s back turned, Red suddenly turned and leveled an unexpectant Jasmine with a lariat so hard it flipped her over inside out and onto the floor. The crowd boo’ed as Red fixed his tie and jacket to his suit and smoothly stepped away. Seeing Jasmine down, Amelia moved past the ref and scurried out of the ring to pounce on her. The ref saw this as well and took a moment to scold Red, unable to prove it but knowing he had something to do with why Jasmine was suddenly down. Meanwhile, Amelia began unloading with every dirty trick in the book. Raking the eyes, choking her with her hands and grabbing her by the hair while she rammed Jasmine’s head into the security barricade. The referee finally saw this and went so far as to get out of the ring and demand Amelia take the match back into the ring. Begrudgingly, she did somewhat, but she only did so by climbing back into the ring herself and demanded the referee to count. The referee joined her back in the ring and had no choice but to start counting for the countout. Jasmine refused to go out like this, however, and managed to make it back up into the ring at 15.

Amelia was right back on her, though, unloading like a rabid animal with wild slaps, sloppy punches and very poor kicks. The most they seemed to do was knock Jasmine off balance up to the point that Amelia started really feeling herself and went for a spinning back kick that clearly missed its mark. Jasmine took this opening and fed Amelia a stiff kick of her own. One that was much more prettier because Matthews knew what she was doing. She delivered a couple more followed by her own spinning back kick that knocked Amelia flat on her back. Jasmine went for a cover but Red reached in and put her foot on the rope, causing the break. The ref took a moment to scold the man and Amelia took the opportunity to reach up and dig her fingers into Jasmine’s eyes when she reached down for her. As Jasmine rubbed at her eyes, Amelia pushed her into the ropes, ran across the ring then back and hit a Thesz Press on the ropes, followed by standing up on Jasmine’s back to push her throat on the ropes. The referee called her off and backed her away, again reminding her of the rules. While his back was turned, however, Red grabbed onto Jasmine’s head and choked her on the ropes another couple seconds longer before just blasting her in the face with a forearm. Jasmine looked like she was seeing stars even as she started trying to get up. Amelia ran past the ref and drilled her head into the mat with Feel My Pain before sitting on Jasmine and lifting her leg up. As the referee got down to count, the angle allowed for Amelia to stick a hand out and while she couldn’t reach the ropes, Red was able to reach through and grab onto her hand, pulling to add leverage. The crowd booed and commentary protested as the referee, unaware, made the three count pinfall.

Nick Hanson: That is the most disgusting display of stealing a victory I’ve ever seen, Matt!

Matt Salvatore: You know I’m not one to speak against a trick here and there, Nick, but that entire display on Amelia’s side was ridiculous. Jasmine may as well have been booked against Red!

Result: Pinfall

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Cass Baumer: So what do we know about the “Wayward Sister” Kamila Rose, eh? Well, it doesn’t take Snowden to uncover she’s a fledgling tag team specialist who just entered Year Two professionally. One-time HYBRID Twin Star Champion with best friend, Jayde Ellis. Pro Wrestling Nova Original. Girlfriend of Tia Santos. Pug Mom. Most interesting to NFW fans, she’s on the hunt for the Pro Wrestling Nova Global Joshi Championship held by Ebony Arceri right now. That’s right — the same Ebony I fought in an NFW ring numerous times and one-half of Onslaught!

Cass Baumer says the words in her Kiwi accent while she’s flipping through the pages of her notepad in the monitor room backstage, seated on a steel chair. She speaks quickly, a subtle newscaster cadence to her excitable words.

Cass Baumer: Now all that information is on the surface for anybody to see with a few keystrokes and the slightest bit of focus. Yet, it all paints the picture of the inexperienced Canadian newbie who hasn’t done much to make a name for herself in NFW ‘til Collision #85. Kamila had the chance to reboot her career against a champion after her first two matches ended in no contests, but she couldn’t do it. I saw it happen in person. She’s a tag team wrestler, after all; a flash in the pan without the substance to be remembered or the extended breaks she’d get after tagging in her partner.

The Headliner stands and makes charismatic sweeping gestures with her arms as she speaks.

Cass Baumer: It’s Kamila’s cardio, that’s her problem! I’m a singles wrestler who fights in deathmatches regularly! And she thinks she can beat me? Yeah, nah! She’s a good wrestler, but me? I’m prepared. I’m ready for the chaos, and I’m lookin’ forward to this new matchup NFW has never seen before. Maybe she’ll surprise us. Maybe she won’t. All I know is, our match might be in the middle of the show, but we’re in the headline match as far as I’m concerned, ya hear me?!

She shoves her hands into the pockets of her leather jacket.

Cass Baumer: It’s like the late Sean Connery said, eh? There’s nothing like a challenge to bring out the best in us!!

Singles Match

Kamila Rose v. Cass Baumer

The match starts off with Cass taking the initiative, the Headliner obviously working hard to get back on track. Cass immediately meets Kamila in the middle of the ring and after a quick lock-up nails the cub with a short arm elbow smash. Cass follows up, coming off the ropes with a diving bulldog. Baumer goes for a quick pin but Rose kicks out before the Ref even brings his hand down. This just motivated Cass who pulled Rose up and treated her to a hard-hitting double under hook suplex. Rose rolled across the ring, looking like she had the wits knocked out of her, Baumer is hot on her heels pulling the cub up and whipped her into the ropes again, this time the pair bounced around each other, passing twice on the ropes as Kamila shows some life to her until Cass ends that with a drop toe hold, definitely showing off her increasing ring smarts here. Cass transitions that into a brainbuster, the Headliner goes for another pin but Rose fights her off with stiff shots to the face that get Kamila admonished by the Ref.

Rose gets up, glaring at the official, and seems to be taunting him by kicking Cass literally while she’s down holding her face. The hard shin kick rebounds off the Headliner’s head. It sends Cass flopping into the mat, leaving her open for a vicious series of hard stomps. This time it’s Kamila in control and she hefts Baumer up for a belly to belly suplex. Cass again sprawls on the mat, her usual floppy limbed self and it’s something Kamila seems to take offense to. Rose works herself into a lather, whipping Baumer into the corner and following her in with a corner splash! From there, Kamila lays in corner shoulder shots something she seems to be enjoying so much that the Ref begins the five-count as Cass grips a rope. Rose waits until the four, pulls Baumer out of the corner, and tosses her across the ring with a hip toss. Rose struts around the ring, taunting the fans before heading over and making the cover.

ONE!!

1.5!

Nope! Cass Baumer says NO! Kamila had taken too long taunting the crowd and the Headliner had found her resiliency. Baumer gets her shoulder up and proceeds to run away with the opportunity presented by Rose’s absolutely stunned expression. Cass meets Kamila again with a baseball slide into the woman’s torso, return to sender on the damages Cass had taken earlier in the match! Baumer goes on a roll, hitting an inverted atomic drop, but keeping a hold on Rose then transitioning that hold into a german suplex! Rose stops Cass’s pin attempt but grabbing a hand full of the Headliner’s hair on the sly and wrenching her head back into the mat. Somehow the Ref missed this, even with Cass’s yelping and flailing. Ref’s got them Stevie Wonder eye’s, yo. Rose takes advantage of this, dropping a knee across Cass’s chest, making sure to keep away from her neck with the official watching like a hawk now. Cass clambers to her feet, and exchanges blows with Rose, who whips Baumer at the corner again. Kamila is too slow to follow through and Baumer does her now-signature scuttle up the ring post, coming at a still moving Rose with that Fact Check! Cass lands into the pin, hooking Rose’s leg!

ONE!

TWO!


THREE!

Result: Pinfall

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We open up in the hallway backstage at the Collision Center. There we see the familiar red hair and blonde hair of Christina Olson and Lilith Meadows. Lilith is sitting on a production crate, just swinging her legs back at forth, humming to herself as Christina does some last minute stretching before her match tonight. Christina finishes up her stretching and looks over at Lilith. The blonde flashes Christina a smile before hopping down and standing next to her friend.

Lilith Meadows: You got this, bestie. We know you can beat that annoyin Layla Diaz tonight. Besides, Jassy said she’d send Trenny out with us again.

Christina Olson: Yeah, I know she did. Look, it ain’t no secret that last week I was annoyed at first that Jas thought we needed him, but damn am I happy that tough, crazy son of a bitch is on our side.

Lilith chuckles as she puts an arm around Christina’s shoulders and nods her head.

Lilith Meadows: Yeah, plus, we think we’re makin friends with him already!

Christina shakes her head and chuckles as she looks at Lilith.

Christina Olson: I swear, you can somehow make the biggest, baddest, toughest sons of bitches become nice and friendly with you. I don’t know how the fuck you do it.

Lilith Meadows: We’re just bein us and I guess they like us how we are!

Christina Olson: But tonight, we have the chance to truly bring momentum to our favor heading into WrestleWar. Two weeks ago, we proved that when the numbers are even, they can’t touch us and we’ll always be standing above them.

Lilith Meadows looks down at the ground for a moment, but then looks back up at Christina.

Lilith Meadows: We wouldn’t go that far. It ain’t like we dominated Leah last time out. It was the opposite. She brought the fight to us, but we took everything they could throw at us and we still found a way to beat her.

Christina Olson: You’re damn right you did, Lil. There’s a reason we’re still the standard of the tag team division, even if we don’t hold the gold right now. We’ve been away from the Tag Title picture pretty much the entire year because our focus had to be turned elsewhere for a time. But we’re focused, and ready to reclaim our spot at the top of the mountain.

Lilith Meadows: But after you take care of Layla tonight, we got a date with Jed. We have somethin a little extra special for him when we meet in the ring.

Christina nods her head and smiles at Lilith before she pats the woman on the back.

Christina Olson: He’s got receipts comin that are a mile long from not only you, but our big bruiser Tren too. God, I’m gonna laugh my ass off when Tren finally gets his hands on him and destroys that POS. But tonight, we focus on Layla and me walkin out with win number two against them. Let’s get goin and get out there and everyone can watch me kick some ass.

As she finishes up, Tren turns the corner to join them and Lil smiles widely at the man. He looks at her a little confused, but then Lil motions to Tren as he drops to his knees. Lil claps excitedly as she hops up onto his shoulders and giggles like a child as Christina can’t help but smile and just shake her head as the three of them head down the hall and out of view.

Singles Match

Christina Olson v. Layla Diaz

Christina and Layla were in the ring, the tension and hatred between these two and their partners was definitely visible out there as Lilith had her sights right on Jed. As the bell sounded, Layla and Christina didn’t waste any time going right after each other as they just started laying in lefts and rights to each other in the middle of the ring. We would see Christina finally getting the advantage here, but as she sent Layla into the ropes. Leah grabbed her by the ankle and slid her out of the ring. Leah, Layla, and Jed all huddled around to go over something, but that didn’t last long as Christina was up on the top rope and leapt down, taking them all down with a flying crossbody. She stands up and picks Layla up and tosses her back into the ring. As Christina hops up onto the apron and looks to use the ropes as a springboard, Layla distracts the ref as Jed reaches up and knocks her back down. Before anything can happen to her though, Lilith and Tren are right there, cutting Leah and Jed off at the pass. The referee warns all of them not to get involved in the match as Jed and Leah back off from Christina who is helped to her feet by Lilith.

Christina rolls back into the ring, but as she’s getting up, she’s met with a basement dropkick by Layla who follows up with a running senton splash. She hooks the leg, but Christina is able to get her shoulder up at two. From there, Layla sends Christina into the corner before charging in and delivering a corner dropkick. This causes Christina to slump down into a seated position. Layla now gets a running start and delivers a double knee strike to her. As Layla rolls back, she grabs the ref’s attention and as he’s distracted by her, Jed is up, choking Christina. Lilith though is having none of it as she pulls a small bag out of her jacket and dumps it into her hand before walking up to Jed and blowing the Faerie Dust right into his face! Lilith then takes Jed and slams him face first into the ring post. As this is happening, Layla has Christina up to her feet and goes for The Southside Cutta, but Christina is able to counter out of it and as Layla turns around, she runs right into dropkick by Christina who immediately climbs to the top rope and she delivers the Firestarter and hooks the leg and picks up the win.

Result: Pinfall

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We cut backstage to show the door to the Kingdom’s locker room. Voices can be heard on the other side of the barrier. The voices die down for a moment as the door opens. Out steps former NFW World Heavyweight Champion, Sativa Nevaeh. She closes the door quickly behind her before anything or anyone could be seen. She looks into the camera with a smirk

Sativa Nevaeh: Well, well, well looks like I’m in this fancy little tournament for the shot at Danni Anderson at WrestleWar. A shot for me to get my title back. Which New Frontier desperately needs.

She gives a little wink.

Sativa Nevaeh: Don’t get me wrong, Danni beat me for that title. But that’s about all she’s done. No real big moments since then. So, I’d be doing the company a favor taking the title back.

Sativa rolls her eyes.

Sativa Nevaeh: But to do that I have to make it through three other people this week. The first of which is someone with who we have an uneasy alliance. Well, alliance might be too strong of a word. Understanding would probably be better. Asmodeus.

He pauses for a moment.

Sativa Nevaeh: You brought our Faerie back to us. Do not think we are not grateful. But you stand in the way of something I want. So I am going to do what needs to be done to get what I want. I don’t care who I have to go through to get it either. I won’t go too ham on you. You’ve earned that much at least. After tonight I’ll see who is left and who I’ll have to go through. But first, it’s you and me Asmodeus. See you soon

Sativa gives another little wink and walks back into the Kingdom Locker room.

First Round Tournament Bout

Jenn Drew v. Damon Cross

Almost immediately as the bell sounded, Jenn hopped out of the ring and down to the floor. She looked cool, calm, and collected as she took her time walking around the floor, but Damon had finally seen enough and gave chase to Jenn. Jenn slid into the ring and as Damon followed suit, Jenn started to lay the boots to him, keeping him on the ground. Jenn hit the ropes and delivered a short hurricanrana that drove Damon’s head right into the mat. She followed up with a standing shooting star press and hooked the leg, only managing to get a two count out of it. Jenn took the chance, climbing to the top rope, but she took too long to steady herself and Damon was up there, taking her down to the mat with an avalanche belly to belly suplex. Damon followed up by picking Jenn up and delivering a lungblower before hitting her with a Dragonfire DDT. He hooked the leg, but Jenn was able to get her shoulder up at two.

Damon continued to keep the highflyer grounded as he sent Jenn off into the corner and came charging in, delivering a yakuza kick before hitting her with a tornado DDT. He took Jenn and locked in a sharpshooter. It looked like Jenn might be done as she was locked in this submission for a very long time. Eventually though, she fought and found her way to the ropes. Damon broke the hold at the count of four and as Jenn was getting up to her feet, Damon came charging in, looking for a clothesline, but Jenn was able to lowbridge him and send Damon tumbling to the floor. It was Jenn’s turn to get back into things as she hit the ropes and delivered a corkscrew dive to the outside that sent Damon to the floor. Jenn then slid Damon into the ring and once again climbed to the top rope, this time delivering a Phoenix splash. She once again went for a cover, but Damon was able to get his shoulder up at the very last moment. Jenn looked frustrated, but she called for the end of the match as she once again went up top and this time, she hit Damon with The Curtain Call and hooked the leg and picked up the win.

Result: Pinfall

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The lights inside the Collision Center suddenly dim as the screen lights up with a serene view of the Serengeti, alone on a large rock, a black lion lays, majestic and calm. Suddenly we hear some music begin to play.

My day's just begun

Say hello to the sun

I'm feeling sublime

The weather is fine

So I'm gonna shine

In the finest of clubs

The best country pubs

Nobody will stop me

The lion starts to stir as the music picks up a bit, and bright green and pink lights begin to flash.

Whatever I wear

It's gotta have flare

So you people can stare

And I'll catch your eye

When I walk on by

Nobody will stop me

Ooh

The lion slowly stands and begins stalking his way to the edge of the cliff

Let's start the show

Strike up the band

And you'll see

The lion roars right as the chorus kicks in and gold pyro fires off in front of Minoru Tanahashi, clad in black slacks with lime green pinstripes, a Black Lion Bomb T-shirt under a pink sport coat. He starts strutting down to the ring, dancing along to the music and singing along with the words, Minoru hops up onto the second step, then right to the apron. He wipes his shoes, steps in and goes to the center of the ring. He looks out to the crowd and extends his hand to them.

Let's start the show

Strike up the band

And you'll see

As the second chorus hits, a bunch of Black Lion Bomb stickers fire off into the crowd. Minoru smiles as he gets a microphone

Minoru Tanahashi: So what do we think of the entrance folks? I was thinking it might be time to change things up a little bit, really get something that felt just right for me!

The crowd cheers for the fun new entrance with people still grabbing stickers that are falling.

Minoru Tanahashi: I’m not out here just to show you my cool new entrance or pimp my brand new Black Lion Bomb T-Shirts, available at the merch tables and ShopNFW dot com. I’m out here because a little bit back at the finals of the Vlad Blackheart Memorial tournament, I earned an opportunity, made the most of it, and got this pretty little thing to wrap around my waist.

Minoru opens up his jacket to show off the NFW Silver Mountain Title.

Minoru Tanahashi: Before I won this though, there was a very interesting and entertaining ladder match. The winner of that ladder match either got a United States title match or a Silver Mountain title match, all depending on the show they’re on. Well, a Collision wrestler won it, earned a shot at this pretty little title and now she wants to know what kind of match we’re going to have.

Minoru takes the title off of his waist, looks at the belt for a second, and then carefully drapes it over the nearest turnbuckle with the plate facing him.

Minoru Tanahashi: That’s what makes this title interesting. That’s what makes this title perfect for someone like me. That’s what makes this title… a pain in the ass.

Minoru shakes his head and chuckles a little bit as he gives the main plate of the title a little tap.

Minoru Tanahashi: I have been racking my brain about which way I should go. I could go the cheap route and say I can win by one count or I can’t be counted out or disqualified. I could give myself every advantage in the book, but I don’t want to do that. I could go super violent and make it a thumbtacks and light tubes match to satisfy the bloodlust of some fans? Naw, not really my style either. I go for a submissions match, as much as I believe in my skill, my opponent might have me outmatched. Ladder match, hey she won one to earn this title match. So how do I make the best decision not just for me, but for all of you, the company, and the title itself? Boring defenses and short reigns aren’t exactly gonna make this a sought after title. I mean it when I said I am proud to be the Silver Mountain Lion, and I intend on keeping this title for a long time to come, so this is going to be a regular problem. I could come up with some kind of signature match, but who isn’t doing that these days? So, how do I guarantee fun interesting matches?

Minoru tilts his head and looks at the camera as he strokes his beard a few times, then smirks and points up to the stage where large clouds of fog start to billow with sparks flying all around and a loud crash of lightning hits the stage. As the fog fades a large silver machine sits on the left side of the stage. There’s three large under a large case with a red button in the middle

Minoru Tanahashi: Everybody, I present to you Minoru’s Match Maker Five Thousand. This thing is filled with every match type currently known to man. It will take all of them, choose 3 at random, and from there create one incredible match. Morgan Payne wants to know what kind of match we’re going to have? Well if I can get my wonderful assistant out here.

A spotlight shines down on the middle of the ramp, there’s a rustling behind the corner, then VOLTA comes waddling through in a jacket the same style as Minoru’s, but it is gold and very sparkly.

Minoru Tanahashi: Good buddy Volta, would you please do me the honor of pressing the button?.

Volta nods waddles over to the machine, reaches up, and presses the button with both paws. He looks back at Minoru, honks at him, and then waddles off.

Minoru Tanahashi: Yes Volta, the popcorn is on it’s way. Thank you for your help. Nice… man that was a really gold jacket he had on.

Minoru looks at the crowd and smirks as the first match type comes up as Lumberjack, then the next screen shows No Turnbuckles and finally Finisher only.

Minoru Tanahashi: Okay so it’s a lumberjack where there will be no covers on the turnbuckles and we can only win with the one move that we each choose as our main finisher. I gotta go with The Black Lion Bomb. Now it looks like Morgan Payne has a decision to make. I think the Minoru Match Maker five thousand came up with something pretty interesting. What about all of you?

The crowd cheers for the fairly different match type and his matchmaking machine. His music starts up again and he starts directing the crowd to sing along with him as he brings out four women in Black Lion T-Shirts and it doesn’t look like much else. They each have t-shirt cannons and start firing them off as Tanahashi entertains the crowd for a bit.

===Main Event===

First Round Tournament Bout

Asmodeus v. Sativa Nevaeh

Oh, the tensions that stirred with this night’s main event. Everyone knew the history between The Kingdom and The Children of Nephilim spreading through the industry. Asmodeus’ bloody war with Jasmine Matthews and the months of mind games back and forth with Lilith Meadows. Needless to say, the tension was thick enough to cut with a knife and fans couldn’t wait for this one to get underway. Asmodeus and Nevaeh locked up, collar & elbow, in the center of the ring and immediately began to trade off holds, trying to get the upper hand. Asmodeus administered a wristlock. Sativa reversed into an arm wringer. Asmodeus rolled out the pressure of her arm and reversed the arm wringer into a hammerlock. Nevaeh managed to twist out and turn it into a rear waistlock. She tried for an early Order 66 but even with her arms locked back, Asmodeus tucked forward and rolled, causing Sativa to stumble forward and into the ropes. Asmodeus kipped up to her feet as Nevaeh turned fast to face her and the two were at a standoff with the crowd showing their appreciation through applause.

From there, the match became an exhilarating display of Asmodeus’ blend of technical wrestling and stiff striking against Sativa Nevaeh’s own blend of high flying and submission wrestling. It was difficult to say which one truly dominated the match as it was really a back and forth contest. Each woman had her moments of offensive stretches against each other. Asmodeus maintained control for the first stretch inside the ring after the two locked up again. Stiff kicks and knife edge chops kept Darth Ganja reeling while the Demon of Temptation sought to fell another Kingdom member. Sativa fired back with her own shots, feeding elbows and knees to the face painted demon, turning the first stretch of the match into a brutal trade off. Asmodeus upped the ante, switching to her technical game, taking control back with suplexes and takedowns. The match spilled out onto the ringside floor where Sativa took control of the match again after hitting Blitzed off of the apron and slamming Asmodeus to the floor. Sativa maintained control of the brawl outside of the ring before rolling Asmodeus back inside and running in with a Shining Wizard that laid the Demoness out. However, Asmodeus found her second wind and rose right back up with A Demon’s Ascension, causing Sativa Nevaeh to back up, visibly unnerved at the terrifying display. Sativa started just unloading with kicks to the chest as Asmodeus GROWLED up at her, shrieking for her to keep on bringing it.

Asmodeus powered up to her feet through the assault, just eating the shots Sativa threw at her, but Darth Ganja wasn’t letting up. She force fed Asmodeus a European Uppercut then whipped her off the ropes but Asmodeus came right back and countered with a Slingblade. As Nevaeh rolled over onto her stomach to start getting up, Asmodeus pounced on her, locking her arms around Nevaeh’s neck and started unloading with the knees. Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here! Sativa wasn’t ready to abandon hope just yet, however, as she managed to kick out from a cover. Snarling, Asmodeus picked her up and shoved her into the corner and wrapped her arm around the top rope. She climbed the turnbuckle, setting up for Demon Reckoning but seeing the danger and remembering her own shoulder injury from just last year, Nevaeh managed to yank her arm free and BOOM!!!! NERF THIS!!! Asmodeus wavered on the turnbuckle. Sativa wasted no time, pushing and maneuvering Asmodeus around until she was facing the crowd on the corner. The hell was she doing? The crowd gasped and started getting more riled as Sativa hooked Asmodeus’ arms behind her. Nevaeh looked to the crowd, almost crazed but nodding for the call. “EXECUTE ORDER 66” yelled the crowd for an AVALANCHE TIGER SUPLEX off of the top turnbuckle!! Asmodeus and Sativa both CRASHED to the mat with the former laying limp and the latter grimacing in pain as she scrambled to her feet and climbed as fast as she could drag herself to the top turnbuckle. She wasn’t wasting any time showing off, though. A quick double hand gun gesture to her opponent and SONIC SCREWDRIVER!!! Cover!! 1...2...3!!!

Roger Arden: Here is your winner, advancing to the semi finals! DARTH GANJA...SATIVA...NEVAEH!!!!!

Nick Hanson: What! A! Match! And what a show, Matt!

Matt Salvatore: I knew this one was gonna be insane, Nick! These two fought their asses off but perhaps Asmodeus will finally Behold The Kingdom!

Nick Hanson: Oh, I don’t think the Demon of Temptation is gonna let this keep her down. She’s survived worse and I don’t think these two have seen the last of each other! That’s our show for tonight, folks! This tournament concludes in four days at Aftershock, Saturday, November 7th! For Matt Salvatore, I’m Nick Hanson! So long, ladies and gentlemen!

Result: Pinfall

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