Trauma Episode 27 11/10/20

Andrew Payne: Welcome to Trauma, everybody!

Miranda Augustino: What up, Andy?! You ready for tonight?

Andrew Payne: You know I am, Mir. We have a great lineup tonight.

Miranda Augustino: And we’re topping it off with everyone in the US Title Match and Anton and Super Tiger in a massive eight person tag match.

Andrew Payne: There’s so much action tonight, Miranda, so I don’t think we should keep the people waiting!

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The scene comes up in the parking lot area showing NFW Intern Jessie walking up to the Collision Center. Sela comes up from behind and after a few tense moments taps Jessie on the shoulder.

Jessie: Oh hey Sela.

Sela: Hi Jessie. I find myself in need of assistance regarding Nathanael.

Jessie: Nathan? Oh, well what can I do there?

Sela: He's virtually ignored me since the end of the tournament and he knows we have our final match to do. I need him to finally agree to it. For the business after all.

Jessie pauses to think for a few seconds.

Jessie Well, you are right. You two do need to finish this and that only helps NFW in the end. What can I do?

Sela: Let's walk and talk.

Jessie nods and walks with Sela into the building. The door closes behind them before the scene fades out.

Singles Match

Nattie K v. Santa Muerta

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Outside of the arena, having just arrived before the show was set to get started, was none other than the older cousin of Super Tiger, Kairi Higurashi. Tonight she had a match with Qiyanna Marshal in NFW, and she was looking forward to it after having lost her debut match (a tag team match during the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament). While her debut match hadn’t gone as she had hoped, the young woman felt a little bad that she was going to have to do the same thing Qiyanna who was having her debut match that night. The multi-color haired woman grabbed her duffle bag from the back of the rental car that she had and sighed a little before locking the doors and making her way into the arena. Almost as soon as she closed the door behind her, a little camera crew swooped down on her like a hawk bearing down on its prey.

Kairi Higurashi: Minasan, kon'nichiwa. It’s so good to be here tonight. I’m looking forward to facing Ms. Qiyanna Marshal in her debut match. While I hope her debut goes better than mine did, I do also hope that she realizes that a win isn’t in her future.

Kairi gave a sweet smile towards the camera after saying hello. The Japanese-American wasn’t trying to be rude when she spoke about the match a little later in the night, but she really didn’t have any plans to go 0 for 2 in her record. While yes, she was older than her cousin, she had wanted to make Super Tiger proud of her...losing her 2nd match wasn’t going to be the way to do that.

Kairi Higurashi: Qiyanna, I’m thrilled to see more new faces in NFW, especially on Trauma, but I’m sorry that your debut will not be going as well as you’re hoping it will. You see, I’ve had my debut in a tag team match, and it didn’t go well for me at all. This is my singles debut, and I have absolutely 0 intentions of putting my record at 0 for 2 already.

The anime nerd gave the camera a little shrug as she continued on her way, polite nods being given to any and all co-workers she passed whether it was someone she would end up talking to at some point or not. That was just how the woman was...kill one with kindness was something that her mother had instilled in her while she was growing up though her father had just wanted her to be the stereotypical successful Asian-American. Of course, her mother’s lessons remained strong in her mind while all that remained from her father was the feeling of not being worthy, of not being good enough. Oh the ridicule she heard after she found out that her parents had watched the part of the tournament where she had her debut match...her mother had been beyond proud, but her father, at least in his eyes, had been shamed by her defeat.

Kairi Higurashi: You see, Ms. Qiyanna, this match is important for different reasons. Not only is this important to me for myself, but I want to make my cousin, Tiggy, proud. I want to continue to make my mother proud, and I want my father to finally admit that I make him proud to some degree. It’s really more of a need than a want when it comes to that man...I need to finally hear the words that he has never once uttered to me no matter what I’ve done for myself and the family.

Kairi sighed and paused speaking for a moment, giving the camera a quick glance. The pain and need was written all over her face, and she knew that if anyone took a good, close look then they would see it. The Japanese woman sighed again, looking away from the camera and shaking her head before stopping in her tracks outside of the locker room door. With a new look of determination now covering her face, the thoughts of her father pushed to the back of her mind, Kairi looked at the camera once more.

Kairi Higurashi: Well this is where I need to be. Thank you for allowing me to speak tonight. Qiyanna, I’ll see you in the ring, and I hope you don’t end up too mad at me for how your debut goes tonight.

Kairi smiled and gave a little bow towards the camera before she turned to face the door. The scene faded out as she stepped into the locker room, tightly closing the door behind her.

Singles Match

Qiyanna Marshal v. Kairi Higurashi

Qiyanna and Kairi came out, both looking to make a statement here tonight. They both came out swinging, but early on, Qiyanna got the upperhand.by grabbing Kairi and delivering a belly to belly suplex before following it up by sending Kairi into the corner. Qiyanna charges in and delivers a shoulder tackle before getting into a mount on the second turnbuckle and delivering a series of ten punches before bringing Kairi out and spiking her on the head with a DDT. Qiyanna goes for a cover, but Kairi is able to get a shoulder up at two. Qiyanna picked Kairi up and sent her into the ropes, hitting a Samoan Drop. She then picked her opponent up and delivered a powerbomb before she hit a spear on Kairi to finish off the sequence and getting a two count from it. From there, Qiyanna went for Arise, but Kairi was able to grab Qiyanna by the leg and drive it down over her shoulder.

From there, Kairi worked on the leg, delivering a dragon screw legwhip before locking in a kneebar. Qiyanna though was able to quickly get to the ropes to force the break. Kairi would bring Qiyanna up to her feet and deliver a brainbuster that results in a two count. Kairi though doesn’t get frustrated, she just takes Qiyanna and locks in a Koji Clutch that forces Qiyanna once again to find the ropes and force the break. Kairi though decides it’s time to finish the match as she takes Qiyanna and locks in Frozen Cry. Qiyanna does her best to try and get out of the hold, but it was to no avail as she was forced after a long time in the hold to finally tap out.

Result: Submission

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FM Young sat in what had to be the waiting area of an airport terminal if all the airplanes slowly wading around the background through the floor to ceiling bay windows were any indication. FM leans forward hands on her knees covered by her usual artfully ripped jeans, a battered copy of Jingo by Terry Pratchett hangs loosely in her hand. Around her chest, like a bandoleer is the OATH Pro Wrestle Intrepid Championship, sitting on her right is the Empire Wrestling World Championship, and to her left is the BWF World Heavyweight Championship, the titles she currently holds and thus carried with her.

FM: “So, Nate, Nate, Naaaattteeee. The good news is, I finally have heard of you, still don’t know who you are, but I have heard of you. You did good in that fatal four-way, you held your own pretty well. Though as far as I can tell you're like Austin Powers International Man of Mystery. That’s soon to be fixed though, as I’ve always thought that you can’t lie in a fight. How do you really get to know someone? You fight them, the heart of who a person is, what they’ll do, the real truth, that’s in a fight. What will a person do to win, in our sport here? I always find it handy to fight someone willing to hurt themselves, if they feel that’s what it takes. You can always be very sure you’ve both got the same goal in mind that way.”

Young leaned back, enough to further expose the gleaming white and gold OATH belt. She waved the book in her hands slightly then brought it up to her face to read.

FM: “No-one likes being told it's their lucky day. That sort of thing does not bode well. When someone tells you it's your lucky day, something bad is about to happen.”...Well, Nathaniel, it is indeed your lucky day. I’m self admittedly not good at Multiman matches, the collective IQ of mod rules and all that. But one on one? You can’t outrun a champion, and you ARE facing one. I might not be here in NFW, but everybody’s gotta work, everybody’s gotta start somewhere. In NFW it’s you and me, I don’t want to be left out of Wrestle War, I’m not content with just lumberjack duty. I figure, I have to get past to start on a path that gets me into the big show. That’s just who I am, I want the gold, the glory and the victories. I’m not dead, so I’m gonna keep working, maybe that latter thing will happen eventually, but until then I see no reason to give up.”

FM shrugged, she set down the novel as she turned and picked up one belt, then the other and packed them into her carry on duffle bag. FM set the bag beside her on the chair, picked up her book again and stood up, obviously going toward the camera.

FM: “Whatta I know? I’m sitting here in an airport talking to myself about a guy I don’t really know. Bit of a one-sided conversation, what I do know and what I’m very sure of however is what I can do. I love fighting, I’m here, working this hard, representing because I love to fight. That’s who I am, hard worker, great at what I do. Right now? I’m tired and just taking an opportunity while I’ve got it to make this address. I’m having my off day, but the rest right now just makes me all the better in the ring. I want to represent NFW with the same fierce passion and determination as I do anywhere else. I’ve not been off to a good start, but that just happens sometimes, you grit your teeth, double down and you do better. So Nate, with you, I’m gonna do better. I’m gonna walk in, and work for the win, and I’ll see you in the ring.”

FM gives a little wave, picks the camera up and settles in with her book, legs curled up in the waiting area chair now. The camera stops and fades out on that image.

Singles Match

FM Young v. Nathanael Morian

Both competitors came out, ready to put on a show for the fans. They came out and locked up, FM getting the advantage by getting behind Nathanael and putting him into a waistlock. Nathanael was able to counter out, putting FM into a side headlock. FM forces Nathanael into the ropes and pushes him off. Nathanael comes off the ropes and takes FM down with a shoulder tackle as he rebounds off the ropes. He then drops down for a pin, but FM is out before a one count. Nathanael goes to sweep the legs of FM, but she leaps over it and takes Nathanael down with a leg sweep and goes for a pin of her own, but Nathanel is out before a one count this time. Nathanael though was able to take over as he delivered an exploder suplex before locking FM in a Boston Crab. FM is able to get to the ropes though after a bit of time in the hold and force the break. Nathanael pulled FM out of the ropes and brought her to her feet. From there, he delivered Ultio and went for a cover, only to get a two count.

Nathanael would look for a German suplex, but FM was able to land on her feet. When Nathanael turned around, he ran right into a rolling forearm smash that staggered him. From there, FM would send Nathanael into the ropes. When he came off, she took him and planted him with a spinebuster. FM picked him back up and delivered Superchick and went for the cover, only to get a two count. FM decided to end it though as she picked him up and sent him into the ropes once again. As Nathanael came off the ropes, FM hit him with Human Error Processor and hooked the leg and picked up the win.

Result: Pinfall

Nathanael is leaning on the ropes as he tries to catch his breath. The audience gives the due appreciation for his efforts, but…

I see the good in the bad and the ugly.

I need the volume one louder than ten,

Put the pedal to the metal, needle into the red."

Nathanael glares at the stage as Sela's music starts, but when Sela emerges from the back, she's got a mic in hand and is practically dragging Jessie by her hair. The frightened intern struggles a bit in Sela's grip, but Sela doesn't relent. Jessie has clearly been worked over by Sela somewhat, but only has a few marks and a slightly bloody lip. Nathanael is enraged and Sela's music cuts quickly.

Sela: If you'll kindly calm down a moment Nathanael, this can be over, quick and… heh, relatively pain free.

Nathanael yells at Sela a couple more times to which Sela smirks.

Sela: You ducked me entirely at the last show. That was an insult, Nathanael. One I am unable to forgive. So since costing you a match doesn't seem to get your attention, I had to wonder what would. And of course the answer was...

Sela holds Jessie practically upright as the intern cries. Nathanael bristles at Sela's hubris.

Sela: You're going to make this right Nathanael. You and I are going to have our third and final playdate. I'm going to show you and the world… and your pretty girl, hmm hehe, the monster that lies in you. At the next Trauma show, you and I will fight in Sela's Playground: no rules, falls count anywhere, with all the toys we could ever want scattered around the ring and we both get to bring one of our own that only we are allowed to use.

Nathanael glares a hole into Sela. Sela gets very quickly impatient.

Sela: It's that Nathanael or I continue to play with the pretty one here. And I don't think she particularly likes Playtime.

Sela gives a smirk and licks at Jessie's cheek. The look of an obscene violation on Jessie's face is the focus until the camera shifts back to Nathanael. Nathanael glares up at Sela enraged. His amber eyes burning with a heretofore unseen rage and anger. His lips are curled back in a vicious snarl. He puts one leg through the ropes, as if to exit the ring and charge Sela. He pauses for a moment and then pulls his leg back into the ring. He motions to the ref and ring crew for a mic which he is given almost immediately.

Nathanael Morian: Sela, I had you pegged as someone who has a violent, to the point of self destructiveness, personality. Someone obsessed with violence. I didn’t realize you were dense, shallow, and down right stupid.

He pauses for a reaction but getting none he continues.

Nathanael Morian: You think I was ignoring you last week? You obviously didn’t pay attention. I mentioned you. I addressed your little actions costing me my match on the Trauma before that. It seems that instead of paying attention to what you say you are, you went off to do whatever it is you do in your free time. Which I assume is torturing small woodland animals for fun. You drew more of my ire from that. But this here?

He motions to Sela and Jessie.

Nathanael Morian: This is your signing your death certificate. You want a match where you feel comfortable. Where you feel you have an advantage. I accept your terms. Our final match will be whatever over contrived mess you have come up with. Bring whatever you want with you. Have whatever you want strewn about. I will come to the match with what I always do. The best weapons I know in the world. My hands and feet. My elbows and knees. Can you handle being beaten and humiliated in your own proverbial backyard? We will find out.

Nathanael continues to glare a hole into Sela.

Nathanael Morian: Now, do the smart thing and let Jessie go. Or I won’t wait two weeks to end you...

Sela smiles as the audience lets out a whoop of approval. Unceremoniously, Sela shoves Jessie forward and she tumbles about midway down the ramp. She scrambles to her feet and Nathanael runs to her. He checks on her and holds her firmly. Sela's music starts up again as Sela cackles, falling to her knees and leaning all the way back. She gives a happy sigh and lets out another giggle, rolling around a bit before the camera switches back to the look of rage on Nathanael's face before the scene fades out.
Amy Connors: Our main event tonight features an eight-person tag team match pitting the team of Graham Baker, Sela-Rica Lark, Carter Slade, and the World Undisputed Champion, Anton Crowley taking on my guests at this time consisting of the number one contender to the World Undisputed Title, Super Tiger, Griffin Hawkins, “The Universal Superstar” Anaquin Adams and the current reigning United States Champion, Adrianna Salvatore.

The team merges onto the screen from either side.

Amy Connors: Anaquin Adams, you’ve put together quite a string of victories since arriving in NFW just a few short weeks ago and you are now getting a shot at the United States Championship in a Hell in a Cell Six-Pack Challenge.

Anaquin Adams: All these are facts, Amy Connors. You see, I didn’t come to NFW to let anyone walk all over me. I came to regain the glory that I once had and so far things are falling right into place for me. No offense to my tag team partners tonight, but I have plans to walk out of WrestleWar as the new United States Champion. But, that’s not the news tonight. No, it sure isn’t. You see tonight, the four of us are banding together like a rock n roll supergroup in order to take on the team of Baker, Carter, Lark and the new champ, Anton Crowley.

Anaquin looks up and draws a line from one side to the other.

Anaquin Adams: Each member of this time is like a constellation. You combine all the constellations in the sky and it tells a story and tonight, this team of misfits right here are going to tell a story. A memory-making, life-defining story. What you have here is a collective of individuals who may or may not ever team up again, but in the end, we have a job to do. And we are going to put pen to paper and tell the most damn story you’ve ever heard. I have a lot of respect for everyone across that ring from us tonight just as I have respect for everyone who is on my team, but if I have anything to say about it, in the end it’s gonna be this team with our hands raised in the air.

Griffin smiles as he takes off his silver aviator shades.

Griffin Hawkins: My esteemed colleague speaks the truth. At Wrestlewar it will be every person for themselves when it comes to the United States Title..but I’m the kinda cat that can put that concern on the back burner. Because tonight the four of us are gonna go out there and party like rock stars when we oppose the team of Crowley, Lark, Baker and Carter. You can look at us and see a team that’s an odd combination...but the one thing the four of us got in common is victory. When it’s all said and done, we’ll be the ones victorious...and we’re gonna party until the sun comes up.

The camera pans to the left, and all that can be seen in the frame is the furry ears of Super Tiger.

Super Tiger: Hey! Down here!

She chuckles as the camera adjusts.

Super Tiger: Yes, it is true that I am facing Anton Crowley at WrestleWar for the Undisputed Title, but tonight isn't about that. Tonight is about which odd foursome can gel the best to come out on top.

Super Tiger grins, giving an over-exaggerated shrug.

Super Tiger: Not to toot my own horn, but when it comes to tag team wrestling, my pedigree speaks for itself. I am currently holding a tag team championship as we speak, and have held three other titles in the past. With a team like this?

Tiggy gestures to her teammates with a wide grin.

Super Tiger: Let's just say we're all on the same page, and prepared to take it to the absolute limit to come out on top tonight. Super Tiger Resu Go!!!

Amy Connors smiles at Super Tiger’s high energy as she turns to the fourth member of this oddly put-together team. The mood immediately shifts as Adrianna Salvatore, her hands on her vest, “United States (of Anarchy) Title” around her waist, lowers her gaze from the ceiling and opens her eyes.

Amy Connors: So, then. Last but not least; champ. You find yourself, more than others, in quite a situation tonight. You’ll be facing off against three of the challengers for your title at WrestleWar tonight yet you also find yourself, pardon the lack of better wording, having to rely on and trust the other two that will be vying for that same title.

She motions between Griffin Hawkins and Anaquin Adams. Adrianna adjusts her vest and aims her gaze at the floor, chuckling some before lifting her eyes at the camera.

Adrianna Salvatore: Amy. Anyone else in my shoes might spend day in and day out with their head on a swivel. Can they trust their tag partners that they’re going to have to go to war against in the near future? The thing with me is, while I’m willing to…”cooperate”...I don’t trust anybody. So it makes little difference to me who I’m teamed with. Now, despite that, while I don’t trust anybody, I know certain people.

Adrianna starts to motion to each teammate there with her as she speaks.

Adrianna Salvatore: Super Tiger. She has no reason to stab me in the back. She has one person to focus on for the future and he’s on the other team. Griffin Hawkins. He craves competition at its strongest. He’s what people with two brain cells would call an honorable fighter. Anaquin Adams?

Adrianna pauses, turns and looks Anaquin up and down. She smirks and shrugs.

Adrianna Salvatore: I’ll be honest. You’re the wildcard...but I like your style.

Anaquin just grins.

Amy Connors: And your opponents for tonight?

Adrianna sighs and does a quick eye roll.

Adrianna Salvatore: What about them? Two of them, I’ve already beat. Another; well, he hasn’t really amounted to shit since he signed his name on the dotted line. Talking about you, Slade. Yeah. You scored a title shot against Kate Crowley. Cali-Kate. I don’t know what the hell she calls herself now. Don’t give a shit. You scored it in a tag match but you came up short when the chips were on the table. You couldn’t get the job done in a one on one. I’m supposed to worry about you in a six-pack challenge? Sit down.

Adrianna huffs, blowing some of her dirty blonde strands up out of her face. A new look comes over her face as her eyes will with darkness. A sense of anger and hatred shows itself.

Adrianna Salvatore: Last but certainly not least. Champ. Undisputed Champ, that is. Anton, I hope you’re watching this now or I hope you catch it before our match when one of your little devil worshippers uploads it onto the internet. You might have a title to defend against Super Tiger next month, but tonight? You got a receipt coming. See, right about almost a year ago, you sidelined a member of this company and he is still rehabbing his injury. I know if my brother was here, himself, he would gladly take vengeance out on your ass. Normally, he and I aren’t one to butt into each other’s shit. We let one another handle our own business. That being said, he isn’t here and the dominos have fallen just right. So, if it’s all the same to you, Anton, you should consider yourself lucky if you even make it to New York City in December. They just might have to hand the little Tiger here that Undisputed Championship due to forfeit after I finish with you and nobody; not your teammates, not your little manager, not even that little bleach blonde, drunky camwhore will be able to save the Demon King tonight, when Armageddon comes for your ass! And lo the fourth voice said…”come and see.”

All four nod to each other and then walk off camera.

Amy Connors: It looks like this team is ready for warfare. Will the team on the other side be ready for what’s coming? We will find out tonight in the main event.

Singles Match

Kasey Kash v. Lady Death

These two had met in the ring before, however the confrontation got started before either competitor made it to the ring. Instead, commentary got word of something going on in the back and cameras found Lady Death and Kasey Kash in an all out brawl. Fists were flying as the two fought their way down the corridor until they came spilling through the doors and beside the stage. Lady Death and Kasey Kash brawled all the way up to and around the ring with referees and security beginning to try and break them up. Eventually, Kasey Kash found his way into the ring, sporting a little blood on his mouth and nose but he was ready to go; yelling for the referees to let Lady Death go and to come in at him. The official for the match slid in first, checking with Kash to make sure he was certain he still wanted to go through with it. Kash said yes and the referee allowed Lady Death into the ring. The bell officially rang and the two went at each other again. Thankfully, this time, the environment of the ring allowed for more than brawling and the two began to put on something closer to an actual wrestling match. It didn’t stop Lady Death from fighting dirty and going for Kash’s eyes or taking him down with a Lou Thesz Press into a two handed choke. She had to let up on it due to the referee but as Kash sat up, Lady Death came in with a basement dropkick. It only scored her a near fall, however, as Kash kicked out and began taking the fight right back to her.

As soon as Lady Death came running back in for another attack, Kash countered with a C4 right off the mat and laid her out. From there, the liberties began to fly in as Kash began to fly around the ring. Lady Death kept up the defense, catching Kash off of a back handspring from the ropes and dropped him with a German Suplex. Kash kicked out of a bridge cover but Lady Death stayed on him, delivering a Snap DDT. Kash got to his feet and started throwing forearms to beat her back. Lady Death staggered as Kash ran off the ropes but Death caught him with a Facebuster. Lady Death came off the middle turnbuckle with a Diving Legdrop for another cover but Kash got the shoulder up. Lady Death picked him up and went for a Tiger Suplex but Kash used the momentum to roll through and delivered a basement dropkick to the spine of Lady Death as she sat back up. Kash saw her reeling, and took the opportunity, running past her, off the ropes and back in where he delivered Aussie Knee Party for another cover attempt, this time scoring him the three count for the victory.

Result: Pinfall

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Voice: I haven’t been seen much since the finales of the 3rd Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament when I lost the title match against Adrianna Salvatore. I won’t deny that the loss hit me hard, so I was happy to be off of the shows to recover, train, and just have some alone time with Nico.

Tahti ran a hand through her hair as she began walking around the locker room, her voice having already given away who she was. She shook her head, shaking her hair out a bit in order to fix what she might have messed up with her fingers. When the card had been released, she had honestly been a little surprised to see her name on it...especially going against someone like Yukiko (formerly known as Angel) Kusanagi. The woman she was facing was known to be someone that took no prisoners and could kick any ass in the ring, male or female.

Tahti Kuu: Yukiko Kusanagi, it’s my honor to face you one on one in the ring tonight. I know of you...of your success in the ring and of you in general. I’m unsure of how I drew the lucky straw of getting to share the ring with you, let alone getting to face you, but let me make something very, very clear.

Tahti looked around the empty room for a moment, wondering why things seemed so foreign to her. While she couldn’t put her finger on it, the Finnish beauty didn’t readily let her guard down. She couldn’t understand what was making her feel so off in the locker room, but she ultimately decided to push it to the back of her mind, not fully letting go of it but not focusing on it right at that moment either. The red-haired beauty sighed as she turned her emerald green eyes back towards the camera, her ruby painted lips pressed together for a few more moments.

Tahti Kuu: Yukiko, you say you like to break beautiful things. I can understand that...I’ve got a feeling that a number of women wrestlers enjoy breaking pretty faces which is a partial, or even a full, reason as to why they chose this profession. What I want to make clear to you, though, is that I am SO much more than just a beautiful face. I’m not some prissy bitch that’s all about protecting my face as if it’s my money maker. When we meet in that squared circle, I won’t lay down and let you win. It’s time for me to get some wins racked up in NFW, and I’m going to be starting with you.

Tahti grinned a little as she winked towards the camera, hoping Yukiko would catch the gesture. The leggy beauty paused to look around the locker room again, still unable to shake off feelings that she hadn’t had in over 10 years. The emerald-eyed beauty cleared her throat before looking at the camera again. However, as she opened her lips to speak, subtitles appeared on the screen as she spoke in her native tongue of Finnish.

Tahti Kuu: Good luck, Yukiko. You’re going to need it much more than you may think.

The scene faded out as the Finnish Star blew a kiss into the camera to the fans and Yukiko. As she moved towards the camera, she made a heart with her fingers then pointed towards the camera as she said Nico, giving her love a little shoutout. The scene went dark as she got behind the camera and turned it off, leaving it in the locker room before walking out of the room.

Singles Match

Yukiko Kusanagi v. Tahti Kuu

This match held nothing back as the two women came out as soon as the bell sounded and they just started laying into one another. Eventually though, Tahiti was able to gain the upperhand in the early going. She takes Yukiko and delivers a snap suplex before floating over and delivering a Northern Lights with a bridge, but Yukiko is able to kick out at just a one count. Tahiti picks Yukiko up and sends her into the ropes. As Yukiko rebounds, she ducks a discus punch and delivers a jumping neckbreaker of her own on Tahti and taking control. Yukiko takes Tahti and delivers a spinning backfist before following up with a cradle DDT and climbing to the top rope. Yukiko goes for a Phoenix Splash, but Tahti rolls out of the way and Yukiko is able to roll through and back to her feet where she takes Tahti down with a discus clothesline that causes Tahti to roll out of the ring. As Tahti is trying to catch her breath, Yukiko comes flying through the ropes with a tope suicida that drives Tahti into the barricade. She rolls Tahti into the ring and climbs to the top rope again and this time hits the Phoenix Splash and going for the pin, only to get a two count.

Yukiko would go for The Steel Feather, but Tahti was able to avoid the move and lock in a rear naked choke. Yukiko though was able to shift her weight on top of Tahti and force a pin, causing Tahti to break the hold at two. That wasn’t it though for Tahti as she took Yukiko and delivered a sidewalk slam before doing an airplane spin into a Death Valley Driver. Tahti then climbed to the top rope and delivered Star Bomb and hooked the leg and picked up the win.

Result: Pinfall

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The scene comes up backstage with Sela laughing against some equipment crates. She is almost hysterical as she continues to walk until she is approached by Amy Connors.

Amy: Sela, can you explain to us why you did all of this tonight? Was getting Nathanael to agree to your terms your plan all along?

Sela: Hehehe, the short answer to your question is I got what I wanted. The details? I did things once again that aren't in line with what I'm known for. Things that even I don't normally approve of. But I'm already considered one psychotic bitch as it is so I simply went that path.

Sela leans against a crate and starts to shift her shoulders back and forth.

Sela: What's even better than that though? Everyone just saw that. Everyone saw I will take those lengths, if I must, to get what I want. Everyone. Do you understand Amy? Everyone saw it! That includes all seven of the people who will be at my playground with me later tonight! Do you know what they're all doing right now? Wondering which of their loved ones I'll come after if they cross me.

Sela's face seems to get a little darkened with the grin that spreads from her lips.

Sela: All of them, allies and enemies alike. None of them have tried anything like this. Not the United States "of Anarchy" champ and certainly not the false Demon King who claims the Undisputed championship right now. And as for the rest, well, even I have my limits on how much idiocy I can take at a time. Griffin and Super Tiger and Anaquin, also Graham and Carter… hmmm, it's sort of like trying to keep two polar opposite super magnets apart, but now I've taken a shot none of them have.

Sela rolls her head a bit with eyes closed.

Sela: I can already feel it. The shock wearing off now and trying to reconcile how they can stop me. Spoiler alert: they couldn't if we all tried. I said before, I am not just some woman, I'm not a monster, I'm a force of nature itself. I'll run through everyone that I have to no matter who is involved. And when the storm does finally pass only one will stand tall.

Sela stands up straight again with a slightly more subdued grin on her face.

Sela: Long live the Underground Queen.

Sela chuckles again as she walks off leaving Amy behind, bewildered by Sela's actions, as the scene fades out.
Cali-Kate: Apologies Tia, but before the King addresses the peasants, there's something I'd like to say.


The audience goes into a chorus of boos and Kate sneers at them.



Cali-Kate: Oh yeah, boo the fallen! That's making you feel all high and mighty? What the hell did I ever see in trying to appease you? I had my destiny set before me and it was taken! The only one, by the way, who honestly had a chance to take it from me. Don't fucking forget that I showed the true colors of that faker Phantom Lord or whatever the hell she wanted to call herself! I did this company a goddamn favor!

Kate almost screams above the audience's continued jeers. She takes a moment to compose herself before she continues

Cali-Kate: And now, the veil of illusions is gone, the only one who stands on the mountain is, the Demon King, my dark heart, Anton Crowley. You all will show the appropriate respect for your new Undisputed champion!

Anton smiles as Kate announces him. His hands clasped behind his back as he stares straight ahead. He finally reaches out and takes the offered mic from Kate.

Anton Crowley: Has reality sunk in for all of you yet? Have you accepted that I, Anton Crowley, am now the Demon King of NFW Trauma? Denial is not good for you. Accept what is obviously your new reality.

Anton smirks and holds his free hand out. Tia hands him the Undisputed Title. Anton takes one of the straps and holds the title up in the air.

Anton Crowley: None of you thought I would hold this title. I won it at Sudden Death and lost it almost immediately. I was exhausted after having two brutal matches back to back.

Anton drapes the title over his shoulder.

Anton Crowley: When put in a situation of even footing with the title on the line I came out on top. I took what was rightfully mine. Once again, I hold no anger or ill will towards Kate. Which should be obvious that she is out here with me and that she and I are still together. Just like her, I consider us both champions.

Anton wraps his now free arm around Kate.

Anton Crowley: But make no mistake. I will do whatever it takes to keep this title. Later tonight I am in this comically huge tag team match. A match that would have benefited greatly with the addition of Kate on my team. Instead, I am shackled and yoked with two failed title contenders and Baker.

Anton rolls his eyes as she grimaces.

Anton Crowley: I have had many uphill, challenging matches. But this one is going to put even my talents and abilities to the test. But I am the Demon King. Trauma is my land. I will do what any great king would. I will fight and I will survive. My only focus in this match is Super Tiger. She thinks she will take what I have. She thinks she will be going to Wrestle War to claim the Undisputed Title. I will show her tonight why that is not the foregone conclusion to our third and final showdown.

Anton takes the title off of his shoulder and hands it back to Tia. he then takes a step forward, his face in a scowl.

Anton Crowley: My reign shall not end in my first defense. My reign shall be long and glorious. I want you all to watch as I bring a new glory to my Empire. You will all benefit with me in the lead. I shall be kind unless you draw my ire. It would be wise not to do that. Long Live The Demon King!

Cali-Kate:  Long Live The Demon King!

Tia Santos: ¡Viva el Rey Demonio!

“Not Falling” kicks up again as Kate returns to Anton’s side. The trio poses for a moment as the crowd rains down hate on them.

Super Tiger, Anaquin Adams, Griffin Hawkins & Adrianna Salvatore v. Anton Crowley, Sela Rica-Lark, Carter Slade & Graham Baker

Anaquin and Carter start things out for their team and the two of them battled back and forth, neither one really getting much of an advantage over the other, but eventually Carter was able to deliver a belly to back suplex. From there, he tagged Graham into the match. Graham came in and picked Anaquin up, but she delivered a jumping knee strike that she transitioned into a flatliner. She reached out and Super Tiger tagged herself into the match. Tiger came in with a springboard missile dropkick that sent Graham rolling out to the floor. Tiger didn’t stop as she hit the ropes and delivered a tope con hilo onto Graham that sent him crashing to the floor. Tiger then took Graham and slammed him head first into the ring post. She rolls him in and climbs to the top rope and delivers a diving elbow drop and goes for a pin, only to have it broken up by Sela. This causes Griffin to come in and deliver a clothesline before Anton comes in and takes Griffin down with a clothesline from hell. Anaquin then comes in and delivers a knee strike to Anton that sends him out of the ring. Carter comes in next and delivers a snap dragon suplex onto Anaquin. Tiger gets up and delivers a Blue Thunder Bomb on Carter and finally, Graham is able to deliver The Big One and go for the cover, only for Adrianna to come in and break up the pin at two.

Adrianna drags Tiger to her corner and tags herself into the match. Adrianna comes in as Graham tags in Anton. The two champions meet in the center of the ring and share a bit of trash talking before Adrianna just shoves Anton. This draws the ire of Anton who delivers a forearm smash that is returned by Adrianna the two of them trade forearms back and forth in the center of the ring before Anton delivers a boot to the midsection and hits the ropes, delivering a knee strike to the side of Adrianna’s head. He then takes her and delivers The Fall and goes for the cover, but Griffin is in to break up the pin. Anton goes over and tags Sela into the match. She comes into the match and picks Adrianna up and sends her into the ropes. Adrianna comes off the ropes and gets taken down with a leaping clothesline. Sela takes Adrianna and then delivers Pain for Pleasure before looking to deliver Salt in the Cut, but Adrianna is able to counter out of it and fall to her corner to tag in Griffin. Griffin comes in and delivers a spear to Sela before taking her and going for a German Suplex, but Sela lands on her feet and stumbles into her corner and Carter tags himself into the match. He comes in, but is immediately met with a clothesline by Griffin. He then takes Carter and delivers a Glam Slam. He goes for the cover, but Graham comes in to break it up. Adrianna comes flying in, taking Graham down with a MOAB Launcher, but Anton comes in next and delivers The Fall onto Adrianna. Anaquin comes off the top rope and delivers Hell’s Hammer. Sela comes in and delivers Just for Fun on on Anaquin. Griffin is up to his feet and delivers Shot in The Dark on Sela and stumbles back to his corner where Tiger tags herself into the match. Tiger picks Carter up and delivers Starlight Express on him and hooks the leg and picks up the win for her team as she looks right at Anton.

Result: Pinfall

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Match Writers:

Steven Brody

FM Young

Isabella Santiago