Trauma Episode 28 11/24/20 Chicago, IL

Andrew Payne: Hello ladies and gents, and welcome to NFW Trauma! One of two regularly scheduled programs where you can find some of the best competition in professional wrestling.

Miranda Augustino: Si, carnal! We got some of the best but hey, we got some of the worse too! In fact, we got some bitches that flat out suck.

She looks to Andrew, noticing he’s staring at her shaking his head.

Miranda Augustino: What? I say something? Say, what’s that on your neck? You get bruised?

She reaches for Andrew’s shirt collar. He comically swats her hand away and adjusts his suit. Miranda rubs her fingers, scowling hilariously at her partner.

Miranda Augustino: Heh! Say no more, Andy!

Andrew Payne: Actually, what I will say is that we’re promising a stacked show, tonight. FM Young and Super Tiger will meet the Lord and Lady of House Crowley in tag team action. Then, in our main event, it’s Sela’s Playground as Sela Rica-Lark and Nathanael Morian meet in their final Best of 3 Round. Things got a little personal a couple of weeks ago when Sela Rica-Lark made a victim out of Jessica Clarkson.

Miranda Augustino: Yeah, which is where the fucking line should be drawn!

Andrew Payne: It should and has been, Mir. Now, fans, Jessica is not a member of the active roster. She’s not security. She’s not a referee. She works in the offices. She handles the social media account for the company. She handles the announcements. She is not a competitor at all. Now, Sela Rica-Lark has been fined, she’s received reprimand but for Nathanael Morian, it isn’t enough.

Miranda Augustino: Good! Even I don’t play that shit and I hope he beats that ass. Not like she ain’t gonna like it anyway!

Andrew Payne: Sela used Jessica as bait to, it seems, lure Nathanael into a this Sela’s Playground Match. The only rules are, in fact, Sela’s rules. We’ll see what comes of it when these two clash. All that and so much more set for tonight. This is NFW Trauma!

Miranda Augustino: Ooh-Woot! Let’s get it! Say, are we gonna talk about that bru--

Andrew Payne: We are not, thank you. Enjoy the show, everyone!

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We cut backstage to a rather shiny looking dressing room door that reads in pink letters CC'S Dressing room. The door is then opened and the camera crew then walks in seeing Cindy Coleman sitting in a chair lacing up her boots while also having some kind of motivational video playing on her phone

Cindy Coleman: Oh Hello there... I guess it's a good thing I was fully dressed before you all just decided to walk right in. I mean you could of caught a very naked CC on camera for all of the world to see.

Cindy then stopped speaking and went into one of those hmm like faces as she stroked her chin. She then looked over at her phone smiling a bit.

Cindy Coleman: That's right Flash you got this! Oh don't mind me there New Frontier Wrestling world... I am just a really big flash girl what can I say? I think it would be so cool to be able to run that fast don't you all? But, I know this here lovely camera crew did not come in here to hear your girl CC talk about The Flash... No, I'm sure they came in here to ether A catch me nude for ratings which if they had entered about 5 minutes earlier they would of pulled it off. But, there is also option B to get my thoughts on my big Trauma debut. But, then again it could of been Option A And B. Hmm, how perplexing I am not sure of the right answer to be honest. But, no matter for you see I Cindy Coleman am excited! I am so stoked about having my second match in the company tonight and my first match on Trauma. I have an opponent who I honestly know next to nothing about because I dug for research on her and sadly came up empty. But, I kind of like it that way for you see it means I am stepping into the ring with someone that is mysterious and I do love a little mystery. However tonight I shall solve the mystery and get another victory here in New Frontier!

After having said that Cindy then went back to watching the end of this certain episode of Flash and as it came to an end she smiled and seemed to be legit excited over what she just saw. Now she looks back up at the camera crew after having laced up her boots.

Cindy Coleman: Like I said I love The Flash. You know what I could be kind of like the flash here on Trauma. I mean sure I do not have the exact speed as he does but I am fast enough. I throw these hands of mine fast enough and also these feet of mine fast enough as well. I am a dangerous girl and my opponent will find that out in the ring tonight. But, alas my fans out there will get to see an even more focused CC tonight and I do believe I will have a little extra pep in my step because I am highly motivated after all. I have dreams and goals here in this company and tonight it's just another step to me slowly climbing up the ladder here in this company. So get ready because your girl CC is bringing the heat here tonight!

Cindy blows a kiss towards the camera for a second show in a row perhaps she is making it a calling card? But, none the less she goes to the next episode of the flash on her phone and begins watching as the camera fades out.

Opening Contest

Singles Match

Aiden Prince v. The Soz

The Soz was already in the ring when Aiden Prince made his way to the ring, accompanied by Desmond Black and Ty Richie. To the dismay of the crowd, Aiden was still “making his entrance”, circling around the ring with his arms out, boasting to the crowd when the action got started. Soz was busy watching Aiden, trying to goad him to getting into the ring when Desmond Black slipped into the ring from behind and snatched him right up with a backdrop driver. Soz ate the mat, folding up like an accordion. Desmond wasn’t finished, yet, and picked him up again, easily lifting Soz up and drilling him into the mat with a brutal sitout powerbomb. Outside the ring, Aiden applauded his bodyguard’s work and motioned for him to get out of the ring while he, himself, got in. After some arguing with the referee on whether or not to start the match, officially, the official reluctantly called for the bell. Soz was trying to get up to his feet when Aiden swooped in and locked him in CTFO. It only took a few seconds of Aiden Prince adding the pressure to the guillotine choke before Soz tapped his back to signal his willful submission. As the bell rang, giving Aiden the victory, Prince rotated Soz around and delivered Crown Breaker. His music played, barely able to drown out the booing crowd as Prince demanded the referee raise his arm. Afterwards, Desmond Black chased the referee out and raised his boss’ hand again while Ty Richie applauded.

Result: Submission

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Nathanael Morian: Demons run when a good man goes to war. Night will fall and drown the sun when a good man goes to war

Nathanael Morian steps out from behind a set of pipes, deep in the bowels of the Collision Center. His amber eyes standing out in stark contrast to the darkened area.

Nathanael Morian: Will you be running, Sela? Of course you won’t. You have a mental defect. You have this obsession with violence. I would go so far as to call it mania.

Nathanael takes a deep breath.

Nathanael Morian: You think that what you did got you what you wanted, dare I say what you wished for. That might be true, Sela. But there is a saying about taking care of what you wish for. Because you might just get it.

He brings a hand up and runs it down his face.

Nathanael Morian: You see, I wanted to do this little best of three series to prove a point. That your level of violence isn’t needed at all. But then two weeks ago happened. You put your hands on a non-combatant. You tortured an innocent soul. That I cannot let stand. That will not go unpunished.

Nathanael had started to pace back and forth slightly as he spoke. Getting more animated.

Nathanael Morian: Before I was going to win and that is that. But now? Now I will be coming for proverbial blood. Use whatever weapons you want. Use whatever you think will help you survive. Because that is what your goal is. Is to Survive. Winning will take a miracle, one I highly doubt will come your way.

Nathanael cracks his knuckles.

Nathanael Morian: There will not be justice. Justice is too weak for what you deserve. You deserve to taste vengeance. You WILL taste vengeance. I have grown up knowing it was my job, my calling, to give vengeance to those who need it. I didn’t think I’d have to do it for someone I am close to. For someone I love. But you have made that happen, Sela. And that is your first mistake.

A chuckle escapes from him.

Nathanael Morian: You will be seeing a side of me no one else has ever seen. You will get your precious, so-called, playtime. But it won’t be going the way you think. I am going to twist and beat you from post to post. I will test your flexibility as I twist your body to match the malformed being inside of you. A fitting companion to your filthy, vagabond significant other.

Nathanael walks up to the camera. His face filling the screen.

Nathanael Morian: Pray for mercy to whatever being you pray to. Because Sela, I have no mercy or pity for you. Tonight, there will only be pain.

Nathanael pushed the camera back. She smirks and chuckles as he walks out of frame.

Singles Match

Cindy Coleman v. Trina Tanaka

Both women came to the center of the ring with a collar & elbow tie up. Tanaka worked for an early advantage against Coleman by twisting her into a headlock that saw Coleman push her into the ropes, bringing Tanaka back for a running dropkick. Coleman hit the mat and Tanaka pressed the advantage, going right for her to set her up for a Vertical Suplex. Coleman blocked the lift with her leg and went for a reversal suplex of her own. Tanaka managed to slip down onto her feet and deliver a forearm to the back, followed by another dropkick. This one sent Coleman into the ropes but as Tanaka came running in, Coleman dove forward and hit the mat causing Tanaka to jump over her. Tanaka hit the ropes again and Coleman leapfrogged over her and when Trina came back again, Coleman leveled her with a Spinning Clothesline. Being all of about 120, Tanaka flipped head over heels from the strike. She got half way up before Coleman had a hold of her and dragged her up to her feet to deliver a Russian Legsweep. From there, Cindy got to her feet and waited for Trina to get back up as well. As soon as she did, Cindy struck with the CC Kick, spinning Trina around on her heels. At the same time, Cindy twisted around with the Coleman Strike, sending Tanaka crumpling back to the mat where she earned the pinfall victory.

While Cindy was being announced as the winner, she stepped away from the ref and helped Trina to her feet with a handshake as a show of respect before Trina left her opponent the ring to celebrate in.

Result: Pinfall

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The scratch and hiss of a match lighting brings the realization that we had opened into a dark and unknown location. The flame of the match fighting feebly against the darkness. It is joined by smaller flames as Kate starts to light candles. Anton kneels in the middle of a circle of those candles patiently waiting as Kate lights each one. As the final one is lit she nods at him.

Kate: The preparations are done, my King.

Anton Crowley: Thank you, my Queen.

Anton removes his shirt revealing his heavily tattooed, pale skin. He hands off his shirt to Kate who takes it and places it on something just outside of the light from the candles. The light from the circle of candles dances across Anton’s face and chest, casting eerie shadows. The shadows, coupled with the glint of firelight in Anton’s eyes give him an almost demonic look.

On the floor in front of him lies the NFW Undisputed Title. He holds his arms out to his sides, a wicked grin slowly spreading across his face. Behind him, just outside of the circle of candles stands Kate.

Anton Crowley: As I said last Trauma. When Yoked with deadweight not even the Dark Lord could prevail. Had either of those two buffoons been replaced by my Kate, as I requested multiple times, the outcome of that abomination of a match would have been different. But I cannot change the past.

Anton brings his hands in and rests them palm down on his thighs. Kate takes a careful step into the circle of candles to stand right behind Anton. She places a hand on one of his shoulders.

Anton Crowley: This week that wrong has been righted. The King and Queen of Trauma shall be teaming against a pair of tigers. One too small, the other too “old.” By the time Wrestle War gets here, I will be a pro at killing Tigers.

Kate: This is where you make a joke about animal control, Love.

Anton smirks and chuckles.

Anton Crowley: I do not go for low hanging fruit, my Love. My name is not Eve. It seems that House Crowley is destined to be known as Tiger Killers. Would make for a good crest for our house. A Demon killing a Tiger. Red on a field of black, with a grey double chevron.

Anton closes his eyes and takes a slow, deep, breath through his nostrils. He exhales just as slowly before opening his eyes again.

Anton Crowley: Little Tiger. Your date with destiny draws ever nearer. How before you know it, the day will be upon us. Tonight, you get a preview, a closer look than two weeks ago, of Trauma’s Demon King. Poor Little Tiger, so lost and hurt lately. I have watched all of your goings-on from afar. So much going wrong for you that what little goes right is not enough to correct course. You are in a downward spiral, Little Tiger. But fret not. I shall put an end to that spiral at Wrestle War. But not a moment before. Please do enjoy the downfall. I’ve heard they can be quite rewarding.

Kate has had her head lowered in reverence this whole time. Her eyes finally peek up in an unreadable expression.

Kate: You wanted adrenaline didn't you? The rush of having the fucking best stare across the ring from you? Since it couldn't be me doing it, of course, there was only one other. And now Super Tiger you're seeing the results of your damn headiness. You rushed into the spotlight, you expected not to have anyone question that shit. But then the Light was cut. And what you get tonight will only be a fucking taste of what's to come at WrestleWar.

Kate brings her head up as she moves into the circle behind Anton.

Kate: I haven't forgotten about you FM, you goddamn bitch. You had no business coming out and ruining our lesson to Tiger at Aftershock. And if you think I will let you anywhere near the Undisputed title match at WrestleWar you have made a fucking big mistake. You think you're going to have free reign because you got away with that shit once? You won't even be able to fucking stand let alone try and help your friend. At WrestleWar, I'm going to do whatever it takes to keep you backstage as you watch your future's end.

Kate's hands rest on Anton's shoulders as the candlelight flickers.

Kate: There will be no mistakes this time. No exceptions, no mercy. The only fucking way out of this match for you two is on your backs with our hands raised to the air. Task the House though, please. Task us if you feel brave, but if you do, you won't get to see the next WrestleWar from inside the ring. Game Start bitches!

Anton reaches down and picks up the Undisputed Title. He holds it in his hands, letting it rest on his lap.

Anton Crowley: The self proclaimed Amazon, the “old” tiger, is the odd person out in this match. She is the only one who has not held this title. Tonight is the closest she will be to my title for a long, long time. Tonight House Crowley sets in motion their plan to skin two tigers. Fiat voluntas. Finis incipit tigres.

Anton sets the title down fully onto his lap. In a rapid movement, he runs his hands along the flames of the candles. They all go out plunging the room into darkness again. The light returns as Anton opens his hands, the flames converged, resting on his palms.

Anton Crowley: Fiat voluntas. Finis incipit tigres.

Anton rapidly brings his hands together extinguishing the flames for good.

Singles Match

Qiyanna Marshal v. Debby Haze

Qiyanna and Debby started off with a fist bump as a quick show of respect between the two. After that though, it was all action as Debby dodged a rolling forearm and hit the ropes, using her speed and delivering a wheelbarrow armdrag to Qiyanna. Qiyanna bounces up, only to be taken down with another armdrag and then be taken down, for a third time by a Japanese armdrag that causes her to roll out of the ring. This doesn’t last long as Debby climbs to the top rope and dives down, delivering a crossbody to Qiyanna that takes her down to the floor. Debby rolled her back into the ring and delivered a slingshot senton to Qiyanna before hooking the leg and going for a cover and getting only a two count. Debby sends Qiyanna into the corner and then delivers a cartwheel back elbow to Qiyanna before snapmaring her out and climbing to the second turnbuckle and delivers a missile dropkick to the back of the head before going for another cover, only for Qiyanna to kick out at two again.

Debby would then go for Disco Twist, but Qiyanna was able to avoid the kick. From there, Qiyanna would take Debby and deliver a swinging neckbreaker. She’d follow up with a release German suplex before picking Debby up and sending her to the ropes. Debby rebounded off the ropes and Qiyanna delivered a Samoan Drop. She’d hook the leg and go for a cover, but Debby kicked out at two. Qiyanna picked Debby up and this time driver her into the corner with a powerbomb before getting a head of steam and delivering a kick to the head of Debby as she was down in the corner. Qiyanna pulled Debby out and delivered a reverse neckbreaker. She didn’t go for the cover though, instead she picked Debby up and delivered Black Hawk and hooked the leg and picked up the win.

Result: Pinfall

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We go to the back where Griffin Hawkins is walking along the halls, dressed in a Nirvana T-Shirt and black jeans. He looks to the camera with his hands in his pockets.

Griffin Hawkins: I am not afraid to walk these hallowed halls. I'm willing to go through hell if it means victory. It wasn't that long ago when I did go through that kind of hell just to ensure that I win.

He slowly takes off his Clout Goggles.

Griffin Hawkins: Yukiko Kusanagi...a familiar foe that I have shed blood with now stands before me as we are set to go one on one. Right now...I am hungry. I have not held gold for months now...and I'm looking to settle that at Wrestlewar when I compete in a Hell In a Cell Match for the United States Title, and when it's all said and done, I will be the new U.S Champion...but before that, I gotta go one on one with an old enemy...

He runs his hand through his hair.

Griffin Hawkins: Kusanagi...looks like we're about to play in the sandbox once again. Many before said that I was crazy for stepping into the lion's den with you...I even had Cass Baumer come up to me telling me...Griffin please don't do this, think about your family..think about how you won't be able to make a living for them if she ends your career. But as much as I appreciated her concern for my well being, I could not let you get away with what you did to me. You made threats to my family...and I could not let that go....in that Home Run Derby Death Match...I arrived like a warrior on his pale horse and we did battle everywhere...and on that night it was me who had his hand raised. I showed what happens when you try to step on a man's family. A lot has happened since then...

He gives a small chuckle.

Griffin Hawkins: I feel like we're old war buddies sititng on the porch of our house talking about our battles...how much we loved the taste of our own blood. Maybe one day that'll be us...but on this night, we must fight. On Social Media you talk about how much you want my blood....

He begins to laugh some more.

Griffin Hawkins: Is that supposed to scare me? Is that supposed to intimidate me? You act as if this is the first time I'm gonna bleed. I have won many battles in the 15 years of my career with blood pouring down my face...and you think a little more pints of blood is going to scare me? No way. See, I took your best...the best you could throw at me, and I am still standing. I know what you can do, I've seen your matches all over the world, and there is no doubt that you are one of the most dangerous Deathmatch competitors alive. I am banking on that reputation of yours..I know you're not gonna go out and have a scientific match..you're gonna look to leave me laying, that's what I want.

He paces a little bit.

Griffin Hawkins: I want you to come at me with everything you have. I want you to try to claw my eye out while I'm trying to do the same to you. Because people like you and me Kusanagi are destined to fight for ever...sometimes for pride...sometimes for family...sometimes to prove that we are indeed the best in the world today. But on this night, I'm coming in to take a piece of you. This is just another chapter in our rivalry...this time we will see who is the winner.

He puts his shades back on and walks off.

Singles Match

Griffin Hawkins v. Yukiko Kusanagi

This was one of those reunion matches that had a sort of energy in the air from the moment Thea Crawford announced the contestants. Hawkins and Kusanagi stared daggers through each other as they stood across the ring from one another. The tension grew thicker as the two slowly began circling around the ring, looking for a lockup. Each one resulted in an exchange of holds and reversals, leaving the two in multiple staredowns until Yukiko stuck her hand up, challenging Griffin in a test of brute strength. The pair locked one hand together and Yukiko offered the other but as Griff reached for it, the Demolition Angel lashed out and drilled the Jukebox Hero in the midsection with a cheapshot kick that got the crowd booing her. Regardless, Yukiko kept up the offense with a rush of forearms to Hawkins before running him off the ropes and dropping him with a back elbow to the jaw. Kusanagi hit the ropes, coming back in with a running Shooting Star Press for a two count that Griffin kicked out of by shoving her off. It didn’t stop Kusanagi from staying on the offensive, digging into her opponent with soccer kicks and a running basement dropkick. She tried again for a cover but another kickout caused her to get a little irritated. Kusanagi mounted Hawkins and began laying into him with punches to the forehead, starting to show her crazed side until the referee opted to try to coax her off. Kusanagi got up off of Hawkins but right up in the face of the referee, giving Griffin time to get to his feet. As she turned back to him, Griffin was up on his knees and started getting some offense in with punches to the midsection. Kusanagi answered back, driving the side of her hip into his face but as she came off the ropes for a Yakuza Kick, Griffin exploded up for a high dropkick, sending Yukiko to the floor and rolling out of the ring.

Hawkins wasted no time in following up as he climbed to his feet and hurried to the top turnbuckle and all 227lbs came crashing down in a beautiful Diving Crossbody. Griffin took control of the match on the outside of the ring, leaning Kusanagi back against the barricade and began laying in the chops, earning a “WOOOOO” from the crowd each time he landed one. Hawkins pulled her away from the barricade and delivered a Swinging Neckbreaker right onto the ringside floor. He got her back to her feet, rolling her back into the ring where she immediately began pulling herself up on the ropes. Griffin was just making it back up to the apron when Yukiko found her footing. That’s when she saw the opening and went for it, running off the ropes and coming in for a baseball slide to Griffin’s legs, sending him off the apron with an ugly tumble to the floor. She crawled back to the center of the ring as the referee began the twenty count. As this went on, Yukiko moved to a corner and began removing the turnbuckle padding but by the time she got it off, the referee just happened to look back and catch her. He stopped the found and came over to issue his warning. Yukiko backed off and the referee began reapplying the corner padding but this was exactly what Yukiko wanted. The Osaka born wrestler hurried out of the ring and back to Griffin who was getting back up onto his knees now but as he got one foot grounded, she picked up an uncovered cable and wrapped it around Griffin’s neck, beginning to choke him out! The crowd booed her but Yukiko just yelled at them in Japanese obscenities. Griffin’s face started to turn a deep red as she pulled the cable tighter behind the referee’s back. The Rock Soldier powered through with a second wind, though and got up to his feet, lifting Yukiko onto his back and ran her back into the ringpost to get her off his back. After two rams, her grip slipped and Griffin managed to turn around and catch her with an Enziguri, giving him time to get the cable off of his neck.

By the time the referee got the turnbuckle cover back on, crudely and quickly as it was, Griffin got Yukiko back inside the ring and climbed the top turnbuckle to try and bring the match to an end. He came soaring off the top rope with Holy Diver but NO!! Hawkins landed on an empty mat as Kusanagi rolled inward, towards the corner. She ran in as Griffin sat up, soccer kicking him right in the spine. Hawkins fell back as Kusanagi climbed backwards up to the top turnbuckle, came off and nailed him with a Top Rope Double Footstomp! Cover but only a two count as Hawkins still had some fight left in him. Enough to get his foot on the rope. Furious, now, Kusanagi started with the belittling kicks to the head and the verbal taunting until Hawkins started getting up to his feet. This was where she started setting up for the Steel Feather, measuring up for the kill but as she went for the shot, Hawkins managed to catch her foot and spin her around before going for Shot In The Dark but Kusanagi caught his foot and drove one of her boots into the knee of his grounded leg. Hawkins stumbled. Kusanagi went for the Steel Feather again but Griffin leaned forward, ducking the leg and when Kusanagi had her back to him again, he stepped in, bending her backwards and drilled her into the mat with Seventh Star! Griffin quickly went for the cover, making sure to lay his weight across her chest and shoulders, hooking the leg and folding her up over him for the hard fought, pinfall victory.

“Livin’ On A Prayer” erupted throughout the arena as Griffin celebrated his victory. Meanwhile, while Yukiko had rolled out of the ring, she still appeared to wanna get back in the ring but a couple of security guards prevented her from doing so until she shoved them away and stormed off towards the back with anyone in her way clearing a path for her.

Result: Pinfall

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The camera comes to life in the hallway leading to the gorilla position. The half capacity Trauma crowd gives a full capacity pop at the sight of none other than “The Super Tiger” Risa Saito-Jackson! She hears the pop from the hallway, turning and waving at the camera.

Super Tiger: Kon’nichiwa NFW Trauma!

The little luchadora throws up both hands, giving the ‘peace’ sign to the fans, who roar even louder.

Super Tiger: As you all know, tonight, I am in a tag match against my WrestleWar opponent, and your NFW Trauma Undisputed Champion, the Demon King, Anton Crowley.

The crowd boos, but Tiggy shakes her head disapprovingly!

Super Tiger: Now, now! We should not boo him! He won his title, and has been a very model champion as of…

The little luchadora stops herself, shaking her head and giggling.

Super Tiger: Wait. That’s not true at all! He’s been a sneaky coward who attacked me after I beat his girlfriend and tag partner tonight Cali-Kate! Well, Your Lowness, it just so happens that tonight? I have a partner who’s gonna make sure none of your silly bad guy antics work! My mentor, my adopted oba, the Apex Predator, FM YOUNG!

The crowd cheers as the muscular woman, standing a foot taller than Super Tiger, steps into frame. FM smiles as Tiggy hugs her tight around the waist, but the smile quickly falters, disappearing from her face.

FM: Anton Crowley and Cali-Kate would have you believe that they don’t see Tiggy as a threat, but their actions prove otherwise. They go straight to the shitty after match attacks, and hassling. That tells me they’re shaking scared, that Anton see’s Tiggy as such a threat he has to do ANYTHING to avoid actually getting into a ring with her.

FM pats Tiggy on the shoulder and crosses her arms around her chest after steering the smaller superstar back toward the camera.

FM: Tiggy won’t insult you, she’s got too much respect for that. I sure as fuck will though, and it’s no goddamn surprise that Anton is this scared, after his girlfriend just rolled the fuck over for him like it was the end of date night. You got that title on a fucking favor, cause your girlfriend felt sorry for taking it from you the first time. Now that the real competition is nipping at your heels?

FM actually tips her head back at this, chuckling like she finds it the funniest thing. The Tiger gives her head a shake and clicks her tongue, looking thoughtful.

FM: I mean, holy hell, you’ve even recruited the missus to help you solve this problem. Where did you get somebody so whipped, they hand you a title and help you keep it? That’s just...Whatta they call it? Simping? Is that only for dude’s Tigs?

Super Tiger: I dunno Effy. I’m not sure what that word means at all, to be honest. What I do know is this. Tonight, the Demon King and his… consort? Escort? Queen?

FM: I feel like concubine is an appropriate term here.

Super Tiger shrugs her shoulders before continuing.

Super Tiger: Whatever Kate is, Anton and Kate step into the ring with myself and FM Young. Student and Trainer. Have we done a ton of tag matches here in NFW? Nope. But I can tell you this.

Super Tiger grins, holding her hand up, fingers spread. With each name she ticks off, a finger goes down.

Super Tiger: Arley Kirk. Zoe Jane. Bobbi Jackson. Kairi Higurashi. FM Young. I trust these five women more than anyone else I know to have my back when I need it. Effy and I have been training together for what now? 3 months? Four?

Super Tiger looks up at FM with a wide smile before turning back to the camera.

Super Tiger: She’s helped me find things about myself I never would’ve found on my own. And she’s helped me hone my abilities to a razor sharpness. That being said.

The smile falls from Super Tiger’s face now, seriousness penetrating her mask to stare deep into the camera.

Super Tiger: There will be no victory tonight for the Demon King or his court, or his Mistress, or anyone related to him at all. Tonight I will prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that there is a reason I’ve already beat you once at the finals for the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament 3. Tonight won’t be any different, except you have a shield to hide behind, whereas I have a weapon locked and loaded should I need it.

Tiggy pats FM on the small of her back.

Super Tiger: After tonight Anton, you’re going to wish Cali-Kate hadn’t handed that title back to you, because you won’t want to face me at WrestleWar when we’re done with you.

FM: Yeah, they’re gonna be lucky, if after tonight if there’s much left of em to put into a box to take to Wrestle War. See, I hate match interference in the first place. Like, I just HATE it, like eye-twitchingly angry. Stay oughta other people’s shit, and after match attacks never prove anything. Great, you can jump someone that just finished fighting someone else, you’ve reached goldfish levels of terrifying. More than that, you hurt Tiggy and well, that ain’t gonna stand. It’s just not. So I guess, I gotta step into the ring and help Tiggy put this right. I’m happy to do that for Tigs.
FM pops her neck and knuckles. Super Tiger stretches, grinning again as “Helix” by Amaranthe hits the PA in the arena. She fist bumps FM before turning back to the camera one last time.

Super Tiger: NFW Trauma? Are you ready? FM Young. Super Tiger. This match is gonna be the one to make all of you stand up and cheer. Let’s go! Always growing. Ever changing. Constantly Evolving! FM YOUNG AND SUPER TIGER RESU GOOOOO!!!

The camera cuts back to the main feed as the two step through the curtain and onto the stage.

Tag Team Match

FM Young & Super Tiger v. Anton Crowley & Cali-Kate

The referee calls for the bell to start the match, and it looks like FM Young and Cali-Kate are starting this one for their respective teams. Anton leans against the top rope, staring daggers across the ring as Super Tiger stomps on the apron, getting the crowd involved to cheer on her partner. Effy and Kate lock up in a test of strength, and it’s apparent that Young has the strength advantage as she begins to bend Kate back, but the wily woman counters into an arm drag. Both women roll to their feet, with FM exploding off the ropes and coming back with a huge clothesline, but Kate ducks it. The Geekette Extraordinaire hits the ropes and comes back this time, looking for a headscissors takedown, but FM rolls through to her feet before coming back with a standing clothesline that drops Kate to the mat.

Young grabs Kate by the wrist and drags her into her team’s corner, making the tag to Super Tiger to a big pop from the crowd. The little luchadora hops over the top rope, grabbing Cali-Kate by the wrist and Irish whipping her at the rope as FM climbs out onto the apron. Risa catches Kate with a slingblade, kipping up to her feet once she hits the mat. She turns, reaching down to grab Kate to pick her up, but the Geekette Extraordinaire uses the referee’s blindspot to thumb the luchadora in the eye. Super Tiger cries out, clutching her face and backing up, which gives Kate time to get across the ring and tag in Anton Crowley to a loud chorus of boos from the fans in attendance.

Crowley strides across the ring, immediately grabbing the half blind Super Tiger around the waist and delivering a vicious German Suplex. Tiggy crumples, but Anton isn’t done as he rolls through before delivering a second German, this time releasing Tiger as he does so. The wounded luchadora rolls into a neutral corner, dazed, and struggles to her feet using the ropes. The Demon King is on her in a flash, running in with a high knee strike that further dazes his date for WrestleWar, so he pushes her out toward the center of the ring where she falls to a knee. Anton sets up, sprinting across the ring with the intent to deliver “ad stellam matutinam”, but Tiger rolls out of the way at the last moment, getting to her feet to deliver an enzuigiri to Crowley as he turns back around. Both combatants are down now, and Tiger is crawling to her corner, looking to tag in FM who is leaning over the rope with her hand outstretched. Super Tiger makes the hot tag, and Young explodes through the ropes, catching Crowley before he can make a tag of his own. She pulls him to his feet, lifting him up and dropping him with a vicious high angle German of her own, nearly spiking the Undisputed Champion on the top of his head. The Amazonian woman lifts the Demon King to his feet before launching him at the ropes, setting up for the “Human Error Processor” but as she goes to bomb him, he twists, rolling into a cover. Effy kicks out at one, but Anton is already on his feet to tag in Kate.

Young charges in, looking to take Kate by surprise, but Crowley, who hadn’t left the ring yet, turns and throws a clothesline. FM catches him, tossing him with a belly to belly suplex, but Kate is on her instantly. She grabs Young by the hair, yanking her down face first into a rising knee that causes the larger woman to stumble. Kate hits the ropes, springboarding back toward her opponent, but FM catches her mid flight, powerfully whipping around with a brutal powerslam. Before she can go for the pin, however, Anton’s music hits again. FM looks up, and the referee also checks the stage, but they’re looking in the wrong direction. The camera catches Super Tiger being yanked off the apron by Tia Santos before the former House Crowley manager kicks her low, then delivers a DDT on the floor. FM shouts, turning toward the interference only to have Cali-Kate pop up, rolling FM up in a schoolgirl. The referee counts three just before Young powers out. Anton, Kate, and Tia all hurry to the ramp as FM rolls out of the ring to check on Risa, glaring daggers across the ring at House Crowley.

Result: Pinfall

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The scene comes up ringside as the audience buzzes in anticipation for the next event. Then the opening chords of "I Like It Heavy" start up. The lights fade out until only the stage is lit. Sela steps out from behind the curtains with her spiked baseball bat in hand.

I see the good in the bad and the ugly

I need the volume one louder than ten

I put the pedal to the metal, needle into the red

If the windows ain't shaking making my heart race

If I can't feel it in my chest I'm in the wrong damn place!”

Sela poses at the top of the ramp to the crowd’s reaction. When the tempo picks up she slams her fist to the ground as the lights come back up alternating in light blues and reds.

It's saying go, go, go! I can sleep when I'm dead

There's a sonic revelation bringing me to my knees

And there's a man down below who needs my sympathy

I got a ringing in my ears getting ready to burst

Screaming ‘hallelujah, motherfucker, take me to church’”

Sela walks down the ramp, a sadistic smile on her face as she looks towards the ring. She takes her time at ringside, teasing a ringpost with her fingers as she walks to one side of the ring and climbs on the apron near the corner. When the chorus kicks in she climbs up the turnbuckle and poses again.

I need it harder than the sound of a guitar grunge

I love to crank it up, make it thump and evil to the core

Headbanging in the pit and throwing my horns

And just like old school Sabbath, Zeppelin and Lemmy

I need to drop it down low and make it heavy

I like it heavy, oh ohh

I like it heavy, oh ohh”

Sela hops down inside the ring and poses once more inside the ring and calls for a mic. She is handed one very quickly and she moves to the middle of the ring. Her music fades and the audience is all jeers at her now.

Sela: It's come to my attention that a lot of people don't like what I did to poor Jessie at the last Trauma. First off, that's the name of the show, leaving Trauma behind. Not my fault even the non-competitors can't read the lines there.

Sela looks over at the ringside crew who all cringe away from her.

Sela: Oh stop it, none of you are worth it. You see I even said at the last Trauma that I did what I had to do to get what I wanted. And what I wanted was something that NFW needs: to see that even the noblest among the roster hide a cruel and vile nature and denying it, only makes it worse.

Sela twirls the bat in her hand a little with a chuckle.

Sela: Once again, you should be thanking me for the favors that I do for you. But what do I get for my troubles: I'm the one getting fined, I'm the one that has to pay for potential psych counseling. Good luck with that Jessie by the way, most charge way more than they are worth. But no one looks at the bigger picture. People come here to fight. They all say it. They all admit to it! Every week it's another person who talks to me about how they didn't come to play, they came to fight!

Sela shakes her head, but she's grinning widely.

Sela: But if all you're doing is coming here to fight, and then you want to try and pull the nobility card, the goodness card, you're lying to yourself. And the worst offender is Nathanael Morian. I could smell it on him from his debut. Like knows like. He is just as psychotic as me, but he denies his nature. As if it makes him better to be repressed. It's sickening!

Sela gags loudly, falling into the ropes in an exaggerated fashion.

Sela: So you can curse me all you want for doing what I had to do, but you will thank me for showing you the monster behind the man. And he's not the only one. You see, I basically have to win every match I get from now up on through WrestleWar or I won't be playing here much, if at all, during the upcoming Invasion. Thus spake the GM if you've forgotten. All that means is I will be showing you all the monsters that hide behind the masks of civility and decency. Whether I manage that before the outcome of WrestleWar or not… hehehe...

Sela's grin grows maliciously wider as she begins to bounce herself on the ropes. She swings her bat around almost recklessly, nearly hitting her face or the mic several times.

Sela: ... won't make a difference. I'll be back again. You cannot stop a force of nature. Delay the inevitable, mitigate the damage, but it will come all the same. It will tear up your foundations and it will obliterate your constructs.

Sela's face goes suddenly deathly serious. Her entire visage darkens as she backs away from the ropes.

Sela: And I am a force of nature! I am the Underground Queen! And tonight, you will learn monsters do, in fact, walk among you.

Sela drops the mic and the camera zooms in on her face. She brings her bat in front of her face as the scene changes.

===MAIN EVENT===

Sela’s Playground

Nathanael Morian v. Sela Rica-Lark

The bell didn’t even have a chance to ring as Sela went right after Nathanael right off the bat. She took him to the mat with a double leg takedown, but that was about all the actual wrestling we were going to see. Sela proceeded to just lay rights and lefts into Nathanael before he was able to shove her off. He got to his feet and charged after Sela who lowbridged him and sent him tumbling out to the floor. Sela laughed as she got out of the ring, but as she reached down, Nathanael delivered a few punches to the midsection before taking Sela and sending her into the ring steps. Nathanael charges in and delivers a knee to the head of Sela and drives her head into the steps. Nathanael picks Sela up and sends her into the ring. He rolls back into the ring, but as he does, Sela has grabbed her bat from the corner. As Nathanael reaches to pick Sela up, she hits him right between the eyes with the head of the bat. Nathanael stumbles back as Sela gets up with a grin on her face. She takes the bat and swings and hits Nathanael right in the midsection. She then swings again and connects to the back of Nathanael that drives him down to the mat.

Sela continued to pressure Nathanael as she kept him down on the mat. She rolled out of the ring and searched under the ring. She got a huge smile on her face as she pulled out a piece of board that had thumbtacks glued all over it. She pulled out the guardrail to bring it closer to the ring as she set the board up, using the ring apron and the guardrail to hold it up. As she slid into the ring though, Nathanael caught her and delivered a Sambo suplex. He didn’t go for a pin though, instead he locked in a Boston Crab. Sela fought and fought, getting to the ropes, but the ref reminded her there were no rope breaks in this match. Sela continued to crawl and find her way out of the ring. Nathanael made his way out and picked Sela up. He tried to send her into the ring post, but Sela was able to stop just short. Nathanael charged in and Sela sidestepped him and sent him face first into the post. Sela laughed and gloated as she paraded around the ring a little bit. She then focused on Nathanael again after searching under the ring once more and finding barbed wire. She wrapped it around her bat before grabbing Nathanael and raking the wire across his face. She laughed as she looked down and saw Nathanael bleeding. She ran her hand over the open wound and licked the blood off of her hand and smeared some across her face. She went under the ring once again and found a steel chair.

Sela tossed the chair into the ring, followed by Nathanael. She takes Nathanael and delivers Hurts So Good right onto the chair! She laughs as she shoots the half and goes for the cover, but Nathanael is able to kick out right before the three count, much to the surprise of Sela. Sela though, takes the chair. She wraps it around the neck of Nathanael and she looks for Hurts so Good once again, but Nathanael is able to scramble between the legs of Sela. He gets up and takes the chair, connecting right to the face of Sela! Sela drops to the mat as Nathanael gets into the mount position and begins to deliver elbow strikes to Sela that eventually busts her open. He rolls off of her as Sela rolls out to the apron, right next to the tack covered board. Nathanael gets out of the ring and meets her. He picks her up off the apron and locks in Ex tenaci vindictam ego retribuam. Sela fights and fights, refusing to tap out. As Nathanael notices this, he looks back and takes Sela up and delivers a suplex with the move locked on right through the board! Both competitors go crashing through the board and lay motionless on the floor with Nathanael having an arm draped over Sela as the ref gets out and counts the three count.

Result: Pinfall

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Match Writers:

Super Tiger

Steven Brody

Isabella Santiago