Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Dec 1, 2020 15:38:42 GMT -8
Nick Hanson: Hello and welcome to NFW Collision, ladies and gentlemen! I’m Nick Hanson, joined by my broadcast Matt Salvatore and we are getting closer and closer to WrestleWar 17!
Matt Salvatore: That we are, Nick! We’ve got one hell of a show set for tonight. Pots are gonna be stirred up, I’m sure. We’ve got two contract signings, and more of WrestleWar will come into fruition. The Silver Mountain Championship contract will be signed between Morgan Payne and Minoru Tanahashi and the World Heavyweight Championship contract will be signed between Sativa Nevaeh and Danni Anderson!
Nick Hanson: And in our main event we’ve got the Tag Team Champions and then some! The defending champions, Leah Aguero and Layla Diaz will team up with their third member of the Second City Riot Squad, Jed Coffey, to take on their WrestleWar opponents, Bloody Fairytale who will team up with fellow Kingdom member, Tren Descarrilado. Now, the winning team will decide the match types at Wrestle War. Don’t forget, Coffey and Descarrilado will meet at WrestleWar as well in one on one action!
Matt Salvatore: Ball’s in the court of the team who gets the win tonight. They can stack the chips in their favor!
Nick Hanson: You’re all about figures of speech today, aren’t you?
Matt Salvatore: Don’t judge me, Nick. Let’s just get on with the show, already.
Nick Hanson: I’ll agree with you there, partner. Folks, we’ve got all that and so much more. We’ve got the NFW debut of Jamie Austin, the return of Vanita Thompson - excuse me, Bosser, I should say!
Matt Salvatore: Get the name right, Nick. She married my godson.
Nick Hanson: Sorry, Matt, haha. Without further adieu, ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for NFW Collision! Take it away!
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Subscribe Now For Only $7.99/Month And Get:
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- Access to our NFW Video Vault!
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Subscribe to NFW All Access and gain access to our archive of classic matches dating back to the early days of FWF and EFW - the two promotions that merged together to become NFW!
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Opening Contest - Singles Match
Amelia Abernathy v. El Piso Mojado
El Piso Mojado, a fan favorite, long unseen since the beginning of the year, was already inside the ring when the cameras cut to ringside and Amelia Abernathy made her entrance. Accompanying her, as always, was her bodyguard, Red. Amelia took her time getting into the ring as Piso waited, patiently but ready to get the match underway. Once the bell rang, they circled up in the middle of the ring but Amelia kept backing off and telling her opponent she wasn’t ready. Eventually even El Piso Mojado was getting annoyed at the clearly sketchy antics and finally lunged for her but Amelia pulled the referee in the way as a human shield. This caused El Piso Mojado to bump into the ref but immediately back off with his hands up in apology. However, Amelia Abernathy also went down behind the ref and cried out, grabbing at her ankle. The referee turned around to assess her apparent injury and as he did, Amelia’s bodyguard, Red, got into the ring behind Piso. The Canadian Luchador barely had enough time to react as Red spun him around by the shoulder and WHAM!!!! A hard right across to the jaw sent Piso crumpling to the mat. Red quickly stepped over the top rope, dropping to the floor as Piso tried to gather his senses. As he got up, stumbling around like a dazed, drunken oaf, Amelia dropped her possum act and ran in, rolling Piso up into a schoolboy for the pinfall win. She rolled out of the ring then, jumping up and down excitedly before she seemed to remember her ankle was “hurt” and put the possum act back on. Red came over and just lifted her up onto his shoulder so she could continue celebrating and insulting the crowd, boasting about one more week being cut off of her mandatory contract.
Winner: Amelia Abernathy
Result: Pinfall
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Torian: We gotta make a splash here tonight bro. I'm all for good fast food, but I think the team we're going to face is gonna give us indigestion. All I'm saying is we gotta make it big so we can show what we're capable of.
Dylan: I'm with you every step of the way. No one is gonna stand in our way as long as we continue to present a united front.
Torian smirks and nods giving his brother a slap on the chest.
Torian: That's all I needed to hear bro. We've been off here for too long. Let's go show what we can do.
The Brothers put their fists together above them.
Torian: Fighting as one mind.
Dylan: Winning as one heart.
The camera zooms in on the joined fists before the scene fades out.
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Jamie Austin: Well my match is up next, so I’ll just keep this short and sweet. Besides, I don’t want to bore anyone or get myself out of the mindset. Most know me as Jonna Austin’s twin sister and manager...everyone that knows of us knows that Stone Cold Steve Austin trained us, raised us, and is our uncle. But I don’t want to be one of those types that tries to use their lineage to their advantage. It took a lot of soul searching and questions, mostly of myself, before I decided to step into the ring as a competitor. Trina, I’m sure you’ve had more competitive in-ring time than I have, so to you I say good luck and see you out there. Tonight is going to just be a little taste of what I’m capable of...of who I am.
Jamie gave the camera a little smile and a small wave when she finished speaking. Her gaze turned away since she had finished, and she focused on the screen that was next to her, watching the action that was happening before her match was set. As it got closer to go time, she began to lightly bounce around on her feet, getting her adrenaline going as she waited to hear “October & April” play for the first time. There was a little sparkle in her eyes as she took a few deep breaths to soothe herself a touch before it was time to make her very first competitive entrance, her first entrance with no one by her side so to speak.
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Singles Match
Jamie Austin v. Trina Tanaka
Jamie Austing and Trina Tanaka kicked things off with a handshake in the middle of the ring before coming in for a lockup. Trina slipped behind Jamie and went for a rear waistlock. Jamie broke free and caught Trina in an arm wringer but when she went to flip Tanaka over, Trina rolled with it, then back and reversed the tension on the arms onto Jamie and started laying in the chops. The chops backed Jamie into the ropes where Trina fed her some knees and elbows. The Japanese athlete hit the ropes then came running back for a clothesline but Jamie came off the ropes and brought Trina down with a Thesz Press, raining the punches down on her. Jamie came up with a fire lit inside of her, yelling to the crowd and drawing off of their energy. She picked Trina back up to her feet and shoved her into the corner, unloading with forearms before switching to the boots. Jamie kept stomping and stomping, relentlessly stomping Trina down in the corner. She pulled Trina up again and went for an Irish Whip but Trina managed to reverse it, sending Jamie violently into the corner so hard the turnbuckle made that beautiful snap sound. Trina ran in, following up with a jumping knee to the jaw.
She hit the floor on her feet, rolled back and came charging in at Jamie again but Austin caught her with a boot to the face. Trina stumbled back, turning away from her opponent and Jamie ran out of the corner to hit a Running Bulldog, driving her face into the mat. As Trina writhed on the mat, Jamie climbed to the top turnbuckle and came soaring off, twisting through the air as she hit Uptown Move and picked up the pinfall victory
Winner: Jamie Austin
Result: Pinfall
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Nick Hanson: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen! We hope you’ve been enjoying tonight’s show thus far. Without further adieu, we’d like to take you to ringside where our Collision General Manager, Luthor Callaway is in the ring, about to oversee the contract signing of the NFW Silver Mountain Championship match set to take place in two weeks at WrestleWar 17!
Matt Salvatore: Tensions between the competitors have been so thick, you can cut that shit with a knife, Nick! This oughta be a good one!
Nick Hanson: A good one? Just what are you expecting?
Matt Salvatore: Between Payne and Tanahashi? What do you think?
Nick Hanson: You’re a true sadist, you know that? Let’s take it inside the ring, folks!
Standing in the center of the ring with a table and two chairs set up, Collision’s General Manager, Luthor Callaway holds one of two microphones with the second resting in the middle of the table, beside an NFW folder, containing the contract to the Silver Mountain Championship match set for WrestleWar 17.
Luthor Callaway: Well now, here we are, huh? This shit’s going down in two weeks, and I know the champ and the challenger are itching to get at each other’s asses. Now, while that ain’t gonna go down tonight, we are gonna do this right. We’re gonna do this professionally. Besides, who doesn’t love a little public contract signing followed by two hot heads just slinging shit at each other, huh?
He lowers the mic, chuckling a little as the fans mumble with anticipation.
Luthor Callaway: So then! Without wasting any more damn time, let’s get right to it. What do y’all say? Introducing first, the challenger for the Silver Mountain Championship who will face the champion at WrestleWar 17, live at Madison Square Garden: Morgan Payne!!
The instant Five Finger Death Punch’s “Death Punch Therapy” hits the speakers, the fans in the Collision Center give a mixed reaction. A split between boos and a pop fills the arena as Morgan Payne steps out from behind the curtain in her usual street wardrobe; she’s even got her gloves, hat, and the flannel around her waist. Yes, she’s still carrying that handmade “Next Silver Mountain Champ” title belt in her hand. Without much or really any showboating, Morgan makes her way down the ramp towards the ring and ascends the steps to the apron. She climbs into the ring, and that’s when she lifts the fake title over her head with a smirk on her lips before turning and setting it down on her side of the table before sitting down in her seat.
Luthor Callaway: Nice to see you, too, Morgan.
It’s sarcasm at best but he’s still amused at Morgan’s coldness and ‘right to business’ attitude. Nonetheless, he raises his microphone again.
Luthor Callaway: And now, her opponent at Madison Square Garden, in two weeks. The Silver Mountain Champion, The Black Lion, Minoru Tanahashi!!
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.
I wake up at one
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.
So now
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
Come take my hand
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, a Black Lion Bomb T-shirt, and a sparkly green 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.
Come take my hand
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, then sits down across from Morgan. With both competitors seated, Luthor Callaway opens the folder to the contract and lifts the microphone to his mouth again.
Luthor Callaway: Mr. Tanahashi, Ms. Payne. The floor is yours. Knock ‘em dead, huh?
Morgan picks up the microphone and the pen. She props her elbow up on the table, smirking across the table at Minoru.
Morgan Payne: Ladies first, right?
She says, in a condescending manner before she finds her signature line and scribbles her name down on it. Afterwards, she drops the pen and kicks back in her chair, propping her feet up on the table and leaning back.
Morgan Payne: So how ‘bout dis, huh? First publicized contract signin’ I been to. Shit, it’s da first one for dis belt. Seems like da Silver Mountain Title’s gettin’ some of da respect it deserves, at least. More than can be said for what it’s gotten dis entire year.
There’s a small buzz through the crowd.
Morgan Payne: Yeah, I said it. So what? I don’t give a fuck who’s held it before now. I got a right more than anyone ta point out da fact dat da Silver Mountain Championship - dat championship - has been treated like shit.
She points across the table towards the title in Minoru’s possession.
Morgan Payne: It’s changed hands via bullshit stipulations like we were in da fuckin’ 15th century again. It’s been defended in boring ass matches. Dunno how else ta put it really.
She shrugs.
Morgan Payne: Ladder match. Boring. Extreme rules. Boring. Da point of holding dat title is to think outside da box, innit? Find a mountain and climb to da very top. Nobody’s done dat since last year when Rick Dickulous and Shelley Silver held it, and believe me, yinz know how I feel about them but I’d be here all night, callin’ them a couple of backstabbin’ jagoffs. So dat brings us here now.
She motions her hand at Minoru again and looks directly across the table at him.
Morgan Payne: Minoru, I’ll give you props for comin’ up wif a stipulation dat’s deservin’ of bein’ called a Silver Mountain Title defense. Shows you ain’t as big of a...palooka...as me and Sativa first thought.
That gets her a boo from the crowd and she just chuckles at the crowd, before focusing on the champion again.
Morgan Payne: But how much did you really think outside da box? Ya came up wif a machine and let a pet pull da lever. Dat was cute. Really, it was. I’m a Volta fan. But yanno what it told me? Tells me dat like people before you, you ain’t fully willing and ready. Don’t get me wrong! You’re makin’ an effort. I’mma give you props for dat, but ya ain’t followin’ through. Look at Cass Baumer. She handicapped herself in da match you won dis belt from her in and yeah, ya won. Grats, but I mean shit dude...dat may as well have been a regular ol’ match. Ya had da advantage and didn’t take it. Dat’s da difference ‘tween you and me. I take those advantages. I take those windows of opportunity. Dat’s what makes me more worthy of dat belt than you or anybody before it and dat’s why, at Wrestle War Seventeen, I’m walkin’ outta Madison Square Garden as da Silver Mountain Champion dat da belt deserves, dat dis company deserves, dat da memory of da man who inspired it, my godfather, my trainer, my inspiration - “Easy V” Vlad Blackheart - fucking deserves!
A little fired up now, Morgan tosses the microphone across the table right into Minoru’s lap and folds her hands into her own as she waits and watches. Minoru looks down at the mic, gives a slight chuckle, then grabs the pin and signs his name before picking up the mic.
Minoru TanahashI: I still don’t know what that word means, but I honestly don’t care enough to google it. I know it is clearly meant as an insult, but I’m not someone that’s easily insulted. We’ll just move on from that though because what I really find funny is you talking about advantages. See, two weeks and oh, four hours ago give or take a few minutes, you actually had quite a few advantages going into this match. Sure I chose the stipulation, and yes Morgan I chose it. The machine might have done some work and Volta did do a wonderful job pulling the lever, but I’m the one who spent hours upon hours upon days racking my brain for ideas, and everything that popped into my head, went into that machine. None of the stipulations really gave a distinct advantage to either of us though. What you did have though…
Minoru stops, tosses the mic into his other hand with a smirk, and then holds up his other hand.
Minoru Tanahashi: I could probably count them all out on one hand. You had the tournament victory over me. You had that reputation of being a take-charge badass. You had the intimidation factor, but then in one night, they all vanished. While I might not have pinned you in that tag match, I got the pin for my team. A team mind you that had never worked together before. That win over me though, that was a minor advantage. The real one was you being the tough badass, but you went and threw all that away with a cheap cowardly behind the back attack. You say I should have seen it coming, maybe so. I guess I just didn’t think you were that scared of me. I didn’t think you were that nervous about this match. I didn’t think that you would stoop to such low down actions. That attack, yea you caught me pretty good, you hurt my jaw, but you also threw away any mental advantage you had. One by one…
Minoru stares straight at Morgan with that smirk just plastered on his face as he slowly lowers all but his middle finger.
Minoru Tanahashi: They have all gone away, and now all you are left with is that mystery fifth lumberjack, but honestly.
Minoru lowers his middle finger now and moves his hand in a back and forth motion before laughing again.
Minoru Tanahashi: I truly don’t care who it is, because nothing is going to change the fact that come Wrestlewar, I will continue my winning ways. I will successfully defend this title, and I will show you, everyone else in the back, and all the fans that I am…
Minoru looks out at the crowd and smiles as he raises the mic in the air and motions for the fans to join him in the next part.
Minoru Tanahashi: A DAMN GOOD PROFESSIONAL WRESTLER!
Minoru looks straight ahead, the smirk is gone, no chuckling, no smiling, just straight focus as he sits the mic down right on top of the contract.
There’s a long pause and even the crowd falls silent as they watch the two wrestlers in the ring. Tension seems to rise as Morgan slowly stands from her seat and leans forward on the table with her hands on the surface. Minoru rises with her and the two just stare each other down before, unexpectedly, the PA system comes to life with the opening guitar to Highly Suspect’s “My Name Is Human.” Morgan lifts her eyes past Minoru towards the stage, furrowing her brow. Minoru slowly turns around to watch the stage as well.
Matt Salvatore: The hell is this, now? Who the fuck’s interrupting such a display of professionalism?
Nick Hanson: Oh, now you care about looking professional? Gimme a break.
Matt Salvatore: Hey! Give me some credit here!
The crowd erupts into a roar as the curtain parts and out steps...CODA! The number one contender for the AGW Battleborn Championship is in her full patented getup. including her signature surgical mask and her favorite kanabō club resting over her shoulder. The mysterious competitor walks right out onto the stage, slowly and smoothly before stopping at the top of the ramp and just stands there, staring down at the ring and those inside it as her music plays.
Matt Salvatore: Well hoooo-leeeee SHIT!!!
Nick Hanson: What the hell?!?!
Matt Salvatore: Can’t say I expected this!!
Nick Hanson: What in the world is Coda doing here?!
Matt Salvatore: No clue, Nick! But she never does anything without a good reason!
Nick Hanson: Matt, this woman is one of the toughest, downright greatest pound for pound wrestlers in this generation, but what does her being here mean?
The camera cuts back to a close-up of Minoru watching Coda suspiciously when suddenly he spins around as the shot widens. From behind, Morgan’s rushing in with the chair she was sitting in, folded closed. She swings for the fences, but Minoru slips out of the way this time. The chair bounces off the top rope and nails Morgan right back in the head, causing her to stumble backward. As she does, Minoru decides to act, spinning her around and he quickly sets her up, hoisting her up overhead, spins back around towards the table, and delivers a devastating Black Lion Bomb! The crowd pops as the table explodes underneath Morgan and Minoru hops back up to his feet. Morgan is laid out, quite clearly unconscious as she lays in the rubble of wood beneath her. Minoru just shakes his head and picks up the Silver Mountain Title, raising it above his head to the approval of the crowd. With the threat out of the way, he quickly turns back towards the stage. Coda has not budged an inch from her spot, standing stoically. The only thing she does is slowly lift her free hand up in front of her and holds up her fingers, signaling “5.”
Matt Salvatore: Five? What is she…? Ohhhhhh, no way!!!!
Nick Hanson: Are you kidding me?!
Matt Salvatore: I ain’t and I’d bet money Coda’s not either!
Nick Hanson: Is she telling us she’s the fifth lumberjack for Morgan Payne’s picks?!
Matt Salvatore: Either that or she’s hankering for a Five Grand candy bar!
Nick Hanson: Oh will you stop it? This is huge news!
Matt Salvatore: Well if she’s Morgan’s pick, she didn’t do as good a job at distracting Minoru as Lana Corvin and Jamie Emmerson did! Her client just got laid the fuck out!
Nick Hanson: Matt, I highly doubt a distraction in Morgan’s favor was any part of Coda’s plan. I think she did just what she came here to do and that’s letting NFW know: Coda. Is. Here!
DREAMERS’ “Heat Seeker” takes over the PA system now as Minoru rests the belt on his shoulder and just nods to Coda, almost daring her to bring it on. On the contrary, Coda just lowers her hand and stands where she is as the shot fades away.
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Singles Match
Cass Baumer v. Azurine Vebbins
Baumer and Vebbins shake hands and circle around the ring before coming in for a collar & elbow tie up. Baumer gets the first hold locked in around Vebbins’ head but Da Adorkable Angel shoves the Headliner into the ropes and brings her down with a Standing Dropkick when she comes running back. Vebbins took the fight to Baumer, picking her up and laying in with the chops and forearms but Baumer fired right back, knocking her senseless for a second but as she came off the ropes, Vebbins countered with a Firemen’s Carry Slam, basically dropping, scooping and dumping Baumer right down before popping up with a standing Senton. Baumer managed to get right back up but walked right into a Scoop Slam for a two count by Vebbins. Da Adorkable Angel lays into Baumer some more with forearm shots before picking her up to her feet. This is where Baumer swats her arms away and brings some of her own forearm shots back but Vebbins keeps the fight in her corner with an Open Palm Strike, rocking the Headliner and setting her up for a Snap Suplex. Baumer blocks with her leg, though and manages a stomp to Vebbins foot, taking her off balance and the Headliner jacks her up into a Brainbuster right in the center of the ring. It only gets her a two count but Cass Baumer is in control now.
Baumer follows up with a big boot to Vebbins as she gets up on her knees but Vebbins refuses to go down and starts working at getting back to her feet, even as Baumer smashes her with forearms across the back and shoulders. Vebbins fires back with an open palm strike slap across Baumer’s face, throwing in a couple more before going for a discus lariat but Baumer scoops her right up across her shoulders and hits a Firemen’s Carry Gutbuster. Vebbins pushes up onto her hands and knees, and Baumer ‘helps’ her up, pulling her to her feet in a rear waistlock for a German Suplex. She bridges for a two count but Vebbins kicks out. Baumer gets up and hits a Jumping Elbow Drop for another cover but still just a two count. Baumer picks Vebbins up and goes to run her into the corner like a Battering Ram but Azzy catches herself on the ropes. As Cass runs in, Vebbins hits an up and over, backrolling to her feet and charges right in for a brutal running European Uppercut knocking the daylights out of Baumer. Vebbins dashes across the ring, pushing her foot off of the corner and comes running back in but Baumer’s gone and hopped up onto the middle turnbuckle and she catches Azzy with BLEEDING EDGE!!!
Vebbins hits the mat, grabbing at her face, while the ref checks to see if she is bleeding as that move tends to sometimes do. Baumer pushes herself up off of her knee, feeding off the energy of the crowd as she starts calling for the Fact Check when suddenly Flyleaf’s “Marionette” comes on over the PA system. Cass freezes in her finishing motion and turns abruptly to the stage as the crowd starts booing. Cass stands there, watching as Jenn Drew’s video reel plays on the wall for all of about twenty seconds. It’s all it takes to cost her, however, as Azurine Vebbins makes it back to her feet. She’s got nothing to do with the distraction but damned if she isn’t gonna seize the opportunity and she catches Baumer with the PEARLY GATKEEPER for the cover and the victory!
Winner: Azurine Vebbins
Result: Pinfall
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Tag Team Match
The Brothers Drake v. Fast Food
It’s Nacho Grande and Torian Drake starting things off for the team and into the lock-up, nope, Nacho Grande ducks it, raises up his arms for a bicep flex, then turns to Torian and does the full muscle pose despite having no muscles. Torian isn’t amused and he leaps up with a big dropkick sending Nacho back into the ropes. Nacho comes back and takes down the younger brother with a shoulder tackle using his mass to his advantage. Nacho seems in a state of shock but shakes it off, runs at Torian, and delivers another shoulder tackle. Nacho hits a big scoop slam as Torian gets to his feet, then raises his arm and again flexes his non-existent bicep. Nacho leaps up with an elbow drop, but Torian rolls out of the way. Dylan tells his brother to stop screwing around and Torian nods, leveling Nacho with a lariat as The Big Chip gets to his feet. Torian follows with a big snap DDT and makes the cover, but only gets a 2 count. Torian pulls Nacho to his feet, whips him into the corner, and tags in his older brother. The fitness fanatics bring the snacking king up to his feet and then put him right back down with a double suplex. Nacho starts rolling to his corner but Dylan is having none of it. Dylan pulls Nacho up, but the wannabe luchador rakes the eyes and stumbles over to tag in his partner. French Fry hops over the top rope runs right at Dylan who is still partially blinded and just bounces right off of the massive muscular man. French Fry looks up at Dylan who blinks a few times, getting his sight back. French Fry jumps up, hits the ropes, and charges at Dylan with a cross body, but he’s caught in mid-air. Dylan tosses French Fry overhead with a fallaway slam, then charges Nacho Grande and takes him off the apron with a big boot. Dylan pulls Fry up, hurls him into the corner, and follows with a clothesline that absolutely crushes the smaller man. Dylan tags in Torian puts French Fry up on his shoulders and they take out one half of Fast Food with the Notorious Dragon. Torian covers as Dylan makes sure Nacho doesn’t get back in to break the count.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
~DING DING DING~
Roger Arden: The winners of the match as a result of a Pin fall, Dylan and Torian Drake… THE BROTHERS DRAKE!
Nick Hanson: An impressive tag team win for The Brothers Drake as they make quick work of this duo known as Fast Food.
Matt Salvatore: Very fast work. Nacho Grande, I believe it is, he got in a few shots, but once Torian got his head in the game and the brothers took control, this thing was over. These two are strong, fast, freakishly athletic, and when focused, are a very dangerous duo. I expect big things from these two in the future.
The brothers take a few seconds to celebrate the win, then head to the back without even acknowledging the two men they had beaten.
Winner: The Brothers Drake
Result: Pinfall
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“Marionette” is heard playing over the speakers as Jenn Drew makes her way to the ring. As soon as they see her, the crowd gives a bit of a mixed reaction, but it is certainly is more boos than it is cheers. She doesn’t pay it any mind though as she skips her way down the ramp and into the ring. She gets up to her feet and immediately demands a microphone. Once she’s handed it, she walks over to the corner and climbs up to the top rope and sits down on it. She motions for one of the cameramen to come closer to her. One of the cameramen get into the ring and walks towards her. She puts up a foot telling him to stop when he’s close enough and winks into the camera.
Jenn Drew: Welcome everyone to another enthralling edition of Collision. I know, it’s been boring up until now though. I know sitting through a Baumer match is definitely a chore in and of itself. And how about that Amelia Abernathy match! That woman is absolutely pathetic too. Oh, and we can’t forget about the thrilling style of The Brothers Drake either. Those two are really know how to keep your attention, don't they?
Jenn just laughs as the crowd boos her a little bit before she hops off the top rope and now stands in the ring itself. She backs the cameraman off a little bit as she looks around at the crowd.
Jenn Drew: But now, the real entertainment is here, gracing you with her presence. That’s right, everyone, here I am, the one you need to be paying attention to on this brand. The Kingdom, they can pretend to have this grand hold on Collision, claiming to be the best of the best. Yes, I lost to Sativa a couple of weeks ago, but she got one over on me, she got lucky against me. Now though, it’s time for me to make an example of someone, and that person is Vanita Thompson.
Jenn looks right into the camera now as her expression goes to pure focus in this moment.
Jenn Drew: Vanita, tonight, I make an example out of you. Tonight, you feel the wrath of the Rebel Queen. I don’t care if you follow this so called Shadow, or that you think you’re someone who should be feared. Newsflash, Vanita, I don’t fear anybody or anything. Tonight, you just better be ready for disappointment on your end as you’re staring up at the ceiling.
Now, onto other business before my match tonight. Baumer, I said you know exactly what you did and I’m going to show the world exactly what you did. In fact, I’m sure once you see, you’ll know too.
Jenn rests back against the corner and laughs as she motions to the tron. On the tron, a tweet shows up on the screen and it reads:
“#BaumerReport
Rumors are circulating that
@thegrounds_'s @em_Haynes17 was spotted at a motel with a referee.”
Rumors are circulating that
@thegrounds_'s @em_Haynes17 was spotted at a motel with a referee.”
The camera focuses back on Jenn now who has a look of disgust on her face.
Jenn Drew: Emma Haynes was just like me, a young girl who had nothing, had a rough childhood, and was looking for something where she could get herself out of the vicious cycle she found herself in. She came to me and I couldn’t help but feel for her. I trained her, I showed her the way to succeed in this business. When she was ready, I set her free in this world to do what I knew she could, and that’s become a success. Baumer though, she ripped that all away from the young Emma with a rumor that had no basis in facts. Emma was labeled a ring rat, someone who sleeps around to get any success she might gain. Her reputation was ruined before her career could ever truly begin and that’s all because of one person, Cass Baumer. So Baumer, that is why I’m coming for you. That is why you need to pay for your crimes. It’s time someone does something to you and give you exactly what you deserve.
Jenn laughs as she shakes her head a little bit and pulls the camera right towards her face.
Jenn Drew: Baumer, you have until Saturday on Aftershock to try and convince me you’re sorry or else that little secret of yours I’m holding onto, it gets revealed to the entire world and this secret, it will ruin your entire career. Now Vanita, get your ass out here, and get your ass kicking and Baumer, I hope you’re watching, because this is just going to be a taste of what I’m going to do to you.
Jenn drops the microphone and stands in the corner as she stares at the ramp, waiting for Vanita to make her entrance.
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Singles Match
Jenn Drew v. Vanita Bosser
The bell sounds and Jenn immediately rolls out of the ring and looks up at Vanita who motions for her opponent to get into the ring. Jenn doesn’t seem in a hurry though as she just takes her time walking around the ring. As the ref reaches the count of fifteen, she rolls back in and then right back out to restart the count on her. Vanita at this point has seen enough as she rolls out of the ring and chases after Jenn. Jenn slides into the ring and as Vanita goes to slide in, Jenn hits her with a baseball slide that sends Vanita back down to the floor. Jenn hits the ropes and goes flying over the top rope with a corkscrew tope that sends Vanita crashing down again. Jenn gets up and gives a bow as the crowd boos her. Jenn laughs as she slides Vanita back into the ring and then delivers a slingshot senton and goes for a cover, only for Vanita to kick out at one. Jenn looks shocked, but she takes Vanita and begins to choke her on the bottom rope. Jenn releases the hold at four before she walks around the ring, taunting Vanita and the crowd. As she’s doing this, Vanita gets up to her feet and grabs Jenn, delivering a roundhouse kick.
Vanita takes over, keeping Jenn grounded. Vanita delivers a German suplex before hitting her with a trio of vertical suplexes. Vanita goes for the cover, only for Jenn to kick out at two. Vanita grabs Jenn and locks her into a Boston Crab. Jenn screams in pain, but she eventually finds her way to the bottom rope and forces the break. Jenn slides out of the ring and begins to walk up the ramp, towards the back as the crowd boos her. It doesn’t take long for Vanita to roll out and come after Jenn who sidesteps Vanita and then delivers a drop toe hold onto the ramp. Jenn points to her head and then delivers a swift kick to the midsection of Vanita. She picks Vanita up on the outside and drives her face first into the ring post before leaping and delivering a poisonrana that spikes Vanita’s head right onto the floor. Jenn rolls into the ring, yelling at the ref to count Vanita out. Jenn sits on the top rope, counting along with the ref and at nineteen, Vanita finds her way to get back into the ring.
Jenn leaps down and goes right back to work on Vanita. She delivers running shooting star press on Vanita and goes for the cover, only for Vanita to get out at two. Jenn again goes to the bottom rope and begins to choke Vanita. She breaks at four again, only to strut around the ring, a cocky grin on her face. She picks Vanita up and goes for a tornado DDT, but Vanita shoves her off and as Jenn turns around, she runs right into The Vain Shot and Jenn collapses to the mat and Vanita hooks the leg and gets the three count.
Winner: Vanita Thompson
Result: Pinfall
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We open up inside of the Kingdom locker room. Inside we see the trio of Bloody Fairytale and Tren Descarrilado. Lilith is attempting to sneak up behind Tren with a grin on her face, looking like she’s about ready to pounce onto his back. She takes a leap, wrapping her arms around Tren's neck and her legs around his waist. The large Hispanic man chuckles, looking over his shoulder.
Tren Descarrilado: What's good Tinkerbell?
Lilith giggles as Christina just looks at the two of them and she just shakes her head at Lilith.
Lilith Meadows: Just hangin around. You ready to kick some booty tonight, Trenny?
Tren Descarrilado: Always ready to throw hands with a motherfucker. Especially THESE motherfuckers, dig?
Tren turns to face Christina, crossing his arms over his chest, Lilith still hanging onto him.
Tren Descarrilado: How bout you, Firecracker? Ready to cave some skulls?
Christina Olson: Dude, have you met me yet? I’m always ready for a fight. Especially when it’s against these three pieces of shit. And the fact that the winners, which is going to be us by the way, get to pick the stipulations not only for the Tag Title match, but you get to pick the manner in which you kick Jed’s ass at WrestleWar. Of course I’m ready.
Lilith grins as she finally lets go of Tren and hops down to the ground, standing next to him, between Tren and Christina.
Lilith Meadows: Yeah, there ain’t no way we’re losin out there tonight. They think they’re the best group in all of NFW, but The Kingdom has been runnin things on Collision since the day Chrissy, Mary, and me walked into this company and took not only the top championship, but the tag team championships and had record setting reigns with em.
Tren looks down at both women with a grin, an impressed look on his face.
Tren Descarrilado: Y'all crazy good in da tag division. I know wit your experience and my lack of regard for my opponents well being, we putting ourselves in a solid spot. Whatchu gonna do for yer match at the big show?
Christina looks up at Tren and wags her finger with a sly grin on her face.
Christina Olson: Now, Tren, where’s the fun in spoiling the surprise? We could choose a ladder match, maybe even a cage match. Maybe we’ll choose a Pure Rules tag team match. The options are endless here and really, it doesn’t matter what we choose, because the Tag Team Titles are coming back where they belong, at the event where we lost the titles in the first place.
Lilith nods her head as she looks at Christina and then back at Tren and the fun, carefree smile on Lilith’s face goes away and it’s replaced with a look of wickedness and thought.
Lilith Meadows: We know we would want a match to make them bleed, Christina. They make light of who we are, making fun of us. They know nothing about us, what we’ve been through. We want them to suffer, to feel the darkness that trapped us and almost didn’t let us go. They need to feel our pain, to know our suffering, and then, maybe we will be satisfied.
And just as Lilith finishes what she’s saying in Gaelic, the smile comes back to her face and she looks at Christina who has a worried and shocked look on her face and then back at Tren who has a look of utter confusion on his.
Tren Descarrilado: Uh… was dat some Harry Potter black magic shit Tinkerbell?
Lilith looks at Tren, now a look of confusion on her face as she looks back at Christina.
Lilith Meadows: What’s he talkin about, Chrissy?
Christina Olson: Dude, what the hell, Lil, I ain’t ever heard you talk like that before. I ain’t ever heard you say you wanna make people bleed and suffer before. The only one who said that was Arianrhod when she was in control of your body.
Lilith looks at Christina and grabs her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze and gives a reassuring nod.
Lilith Meadows: We promise she ain’t ever takin full control ever again. Sometimes, she just likes to come out and say what we don’t like to say, even if we’re feelin those feelins. That’s all it is. And Trenny, that was Gaelic that we spoke. It ain’t nothin to do with magic or nothin, promise. Now, let’s finish gettin ready and go out there and kick some Second City booty, yeah?!
Tren looks at Christina, concern on his face before looking back at Lilith.
Tren Descarrilado: You're sure you okay Tinkerbell? Need y'all on point tonight. High ass stakes, yo.
Lilith then takes her free hand and grabs Tren by the hand and gives it a squeeze and flashes him a reassuring smile as well.
Lilith Meadows: We promise we’re okay, Trenny. Leah, Layla, and Jed though, they ain’t gonna be okay after we get done with them tonight.
Christina Olson: Damn straight, Lily. Tren, tonight is just the first step in not only us saving this tag team division and carrying it again, but tonight we move one step closer to you getting your hands on Jed and giving that scumbag everything he deserves and then some. Because, you know what we like to say to all you bitches out there watching and to everyone we face in the ring.
Christina looks at both Tren and Lilith with a grin on her face.
Christina Olson: Behold
Lilith Meadows: The
Tren Descarrilado: Kingdom, motherfuckers.
Lilith once again jumps onto the back of Tren as Christina just shakes her head as she opens up the door and the three of them walk out, the door closing behind them as the scene cuts out.
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We cut back to ringside. Inside the ring, a table is set up with three chairs. Faith No More’s “Epic” starts up and from the back comes Collision’s General Manager, Luthor Callaway. He is carrying a black leather portfolio embossed with the NFW logo. He makes his way to the ring, climbs the stairs, and enters. He gets three microphones from the ring crew, two of them he sets down on the table. The third he raises to his lips.
Luthor Callaway: Hello NFW, how the hell are you doing?
The crowd pops hard.
Luthor Callaway: This has been a crazy year for everyone. NFW has seen a lot of changes. We have seen records broken and reset, groups rise and fall, wars fought, and new stars rise. But right now we are here to officially set the World Heavyweight Title match for Wrestle War Seventeen. A rematch from Reckoning Day. Danni Anderson defends the NFW World Heavyweight Title against the woman she took it from, Sativa Nevaeh. Without further ado let’s bring them out here. First, the challenger, Sativa Nevaeh!
“Baby, baby, baby
You are my Voodoo Child, my Voodoo Child”
As Rogue Trader’s “Voodoo Child starts up Sativa Nevaeh walks out from the back. She is dressed casually in black leggings, galaxy print black high top canvas sneakers, and a Behold the Kingdom shirt cut off as a midriff. The crowd boos her but she just smirks. She walks down the ramp towards the ring. She slides under the bottom rope and stands up. She shakes the hand Callaway offers her before sitting down.
Luthor Callaway: And now the Champion, Danni Anderson!!
“GET DOWN!
GET UP AGAIN!
Come on, come on, move!
Get down! Get up again!
Work it, do it overtime!”
All the while “Overtime” by Cash Cash kickstarts from the PA system, Danielle Anderson emerges through the curtains to the sound of cheers. She’s got a chic look to her, black platform boots, black mesh over her legs, a cute pink frilly skirt with a large bow on the back, and a light blue Sum 41 graphic tee. Over her left shoulder is her NFW World Heavyweight Championship belt. She dances her way down the ramp, her colorful pigtails moving with her, and ascends the steel steps. After she enters the ring in between the middle and bottom ropes, she raises her right hand -- and to her surprise, Luthor high fives her. She giggles and takes her seat.
Sativa sat facing the entrance. From the time Danni stepped out from the back until she got into the ring Sativa’s eyes never left her. The only time they did was when they rolled as Danni and Callaway high fived. Once the champion was seated, it was obvious that Sativa’s eyes weren’t on Danni but the actual title belt. Callaway takes the empty seat at the end of the table, places the portfolio on the table between the two, and pulls a pair of pens out of his pocket to set beside it.
Luthor Callaway: Here we are, challenger and champion sitting across from each other. Quite a different setting, where two competitors facing each other actually get along.
That brings a scoff and another roll of the eyes from Sativa. She picks the microphone that was sitting in front of her.
Sativa Nevaeh: I’m gonna stop you right there, Lex. I USED to get along with Danni. For the last few months I have tolerated her due to her friendship with Lilith.
“Used to”? “Tolerated”? Everyone is surprised to hear this, especially Danielle. She looks to Luthor, who seems just as perplexed as she is. The Champion is able to recall her conversation with Minoru Tanahashi on the last Collision. A tiny smile forms on her face as she reaches out for her mic and raises it to her lips.
Danni Anderson (◕‿◕✿) Oh, I know what’s going on here! This is just the competitive high talking. Gotta put on that “grrr!” face, right? I get it! It’s totally okiedokie. When this is all set and done, we’ll still be friends.
Another eye roll from Sativa.
Sativa Nevaeh: No it isn’t Danni. You see after Reckoning day I could have cashed in a champions rematch anytime I wanted. But I didn’t. I was tired. I had practically carried NFW on my back for a year. My name and face were synonymous with NFW. You beat me, ended my record-setting reign, and gave me the rest I needed. But I have not been idle since. I have been watching, something I always do. I watched as you, the woman set to be great, wandered around in inaction.
Sativa sat up looking directly at Danni now.
Sativa Nevaeh: In just a few short months you have destroyed everything I bled to build. Your inaction and lack of concern have all but ruined Collision. I bet you could ask the average NFW fan who the World Heavyweight Champion is and if they said anyone it would probably still be me. NFW and Collision NEED me to be champion again.
It was quite a shock. The Pink Sugarplum Fairy was taken aback by the harshness of the Ganja Goddess’s words. The General Manager of Collision is none too happy with this, placing his free hand down on the table.
Luthor Callaway: The hell you goin’ on about, Nevaeh? This brand has only been growing since Reckoning Day! The company itself continues to prosper with Miss Anderson’s reign. It hasn’t fallen apart.
While he and the fans become a little heated, there’s still a sadness in Danielle’s eyes. She places her free hand on her lap while softly speaking into the mic.
Danni Anderson (◕﹏◕✿) Umm...
Unfortunately, it’s too loud for anyone to pick up on this. Sativa looks at Callaway with an incredulous stare.
Sativa Nevaeh: It’s succeeded while she was champion. Not because of it. How many people are knocking down your door to face her for her title? You had to have a tournament to decide her challenger for Wrestle War. No one wanted to step up. No one wanted to be there. Hell, even someone in the tournament called it stupid. A tournament for a shot at the show’s top title is stupid. Do you think that would have happened if I had never lost the title? If I were still champion, you would have had half the roster beating your door down for the chance to face me.
Sativa looks between Danni and Callaway for a moment.
Sativa Nevaeh: Here we are, contract signing for the main event of Wrestle War and the champion sits in silence. All this laid at her feet and what does she do? Keep quiet.
Sativa lowers her mic and sits back. She motions for either of them to speak as she crosses her legs. Luthor wants to say something, but he realizes that the champion should speak for herself. He looks over at Danielle, who seems to be staring down at the mic in her hand. Sadness cascades the young woman and soon the entire arena grows quiet.
Danni Anderson (◡﹏◡✿) Why…?
Before either Sativa or Luthor can say anything, Danni suddenly rises to her feet, slamming her left hand down on the table hard enough to shake it. She raises the mic and makes her voice heard.
Danni Anderson ★~(>︿<✿) Why are you doing this? What is the matter with you?! I thought you were my friend, Mary! Friends don’t say such… such mean things to their friends! When Minoru-san told me that people have thrown away friendships for gold, I never thought you would do such a thing. I thought you weren’t like them? I thought you were better than that!? B-but I guess I was wrong!
It doesn’t matter that she’s starting to tear up in front of everyone. Danielle doesn’t seem to be afraid of revealing her true emotions. Her sad eyes are staring at Sativa as if looking right into her soul, her hands clenched tightly, her knees quivering from righteous anger.
Danni Anderson (>◕︿◕<✿) I’m not a champion of fame and fortune. I’m not a champion of violence and gore. I’m not a champion of a high and mighty reign. I’m a champion for people who are just like me! People who are autistic, people with mental health challenges, people who struggle to stand up for themselves. I give them hope -- the courage to be strong and rise up to face their fears. “If a girl like Danni can be a top champion in a wrestling company with some of the best in the industry, then I can be the best at something I love too!” THEY are the ones I champion for. Unlike you, you… BIG LIAR!
This rallies the fans to her side, cheering aloud and chanting her name. Sativa takes a deep breath and releases it in a massive sigh.
Sativa Nevaeh: This is what I mean. I don’t hate you, Danni. I don’t even really dislike you. First off, Minoru is a moron. Secondly, it isn’t about the belt. It’s about what I helped build being stagnant and on the verge of collapse. We share a grief that many others cannot fathom. Anyone can do anything they want, for the most part. I was born dirt poor and look at me now. You beat me and I felt you would live up to the standard I set. But you haven’t. That puts what I built at risk. THAT is where I am coming from, Danni. THAT is what drives me now. I want the person who comes after me, to be better than me. I build a foundation for others to build on.
Sativa pauses for a moment.
Sativa Nevaeh: I don’t want that foundation to crumble because the next person doesn’t, or can’t, build upon it. So if I have to be a bitch to light that fire that is needed under you, I will do it. If that doesn’t work, I will take my place back and continue to build on my foundation and hope and pray that the next in line can do what needs to be done without me being there to crack the proverbial whip.
Sativa tosses the mic down onto the table with a thud. She grabs the portfolio with the contract in it and a pen. She finds where she is supposed to sign and rapidly signs before picking the mic back up as she slides the contract across the table.
Sativa Nevaeh: I want you, and NFW, to be the best you can. SHOW me that you deserve that title. SHOW me that my faith was properly placed. If you can’t do that, then I will do what I need to.
Despite the fruition of her words and actions, Danielle is still clearly angry at Sativa. Somehow, she suppresses her urge to scream and takes hold of the other pen on the table. She places her free hand on the contract to keep it still while she signs her name on the other line. When she looks up, she glares daggers at her challenger before raising the mic to her lips.
Danni Anderson (≖︿≖✿) A true friend would never stoop so low to “encourage” their friend. I may be a champion of the people, but I AM a fighting champion. I will prove just that at WrestleWar.
Not another word, she throws the microphone onto the ring mat and exits the ring. As she slowly walks backwards along the ramp, she raises her NFW World Heavyweight Champion to the resounding cheers of the fans. Sativa smirked as she watched Danni walk up the ramp. Sje picked up the mic nodding her head.
Sativa Nevaeh: Looks like one way or another, Collision will have the Champion it needs after Wrestle War.
Sativa tossed the mic down and looked over at Callaway. She dropped to the mat and rolled out of the ring. She jumped the guard rail and left through the crowd.
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===MAIN EVENT===
Six Person Tag Match
Bloody Fairytale & Tren Descarrilado v. Second City Riot Squad
Jed Coffey steps into the ring for Second City Riot Squad with a smirk on his face, arms wide as he looks across the ring. Tren Descarrilado makes as if he’s going to step into the ring, but Lilith Meadows pats him on the chest, shaking her head. He steps back, letting Lil start the match for Bloody Fairytale. Meadows steps out to the center of the ring, a look of determination on her face as Coffey looks back to his teammates, as if to ask if the other team is actually serious. He shrugs, turning and making his way to the middle of the ring before Lil throws a hard knife edged chop into the bigger man’s chest. He just smirks, egging her on. Meadows throws another series of strikes before Coffey just shakes his head and throws a hard overhand punch, dropping Lil to the mat. Christina tries to step through the ropes, but Tren stops her before the referee can get involved. She glares at him, but backs up. Jed goes to drop an elbow on Lil, but she rolls out of the way, and the big man hits the mat with a thud before the Kingdom’s Faerie grabs his wrist, immediately turning it over into an armbar. Coffey grunts, struggling to escape the hold. He rises to his feet, Meadows not letting go as she twists his arm. He backs into his team's corner, and Leah Aguero tags herself in, driving a kick into the side of Lilith’s head, causing her to let go and crumple to the mat.
Jed exits the ring, shaking out his arm as Leah pulls Meadows to her feet. She hits a series of forearm strikes to Lil’s chest. Meadows responds by ducking one of the attacks, slipping under before hitting a neckbreaker. She gets to her feet, making her way to her team’s corner, but Leah stops her, grabbing a handful of hair to pull her back into a hard clothesline. She doesn’t let go despite the referee admonishing her, telling her to let go of Meadow’s hair. Aguero shakes her head, pulling Lilith back but Meadows throws a headbutt, breaking the hold. She turns, jumping toward her team's corner for the hot tag to her partner Christina Meadows. Meadows comes in, fired up as Lil rolls out to the apron. Chrissy throws a series of chops into Leah’s chest before grabbing her by the wrist and throwing her into the ropes. Leah ducks the clothesline attempt but doesn’t escape the dropkick when Olsen rebounds off the ropes. Christina goes for the pin, but Leah kicks out at one.
Olsen gets Aguero back to her feet, reaching a hand out toward the corner and tagging in Tren Descarrilado. Chrissy holds Leah in place as Tren throws a series of punches into Leah’s face and chin until she crumples and Olsen steps out of the ring. Tren pulls Leah to her feet, booting Aguero in the stomach before lifting her up and dropping her with a vertical suplex. He rolls through, getting back to his feet, but Aguero blocks the next suplex attempt, reversing it into a DDT. She gets to her feet, stumbling, and before Tren can do anything Leah gets to her feet and gets to her corner, tagging in Layla Diaz. Layla ducks a clothesline from Tren, hitting the ropes and coming back with a springboard crossbody to drop the Kingdom’s enforcer, rolling him up but only getting a count of one before he roars and kicks out, tossing Diaz off of him. She immediately gets to her feet, running and hitting the ropes before spiking Descarrilado back into the mat with a headscissors DDT. She pulls Tren up to his feet, hooking him from behind before pulling him around and back into CT-Knee! She goes for the cover, but the count is broken by Olsen at two. Leah comes across the ring, dropping Olsen with a clothesline, which prompts Lilith to enter the ring. She hits a chop block on Layla before getting hit by Coffey with a clothesline. Tren gets to his feet, and Jed comes around with an elbow strike, catching Descarrilado across the chin. He goes for a second, but the Train Wreck ducks the attack, slipping behind to deliver a hard German Suplex. The referee calls for order, finally getting it as Tren slumps against the ropes, blood coming from the cut on his nose. Layla goes to her corner, tagging in Jed who steps through the ropes. Tren meets him in the middle of the ring, and Jed immediately grabs him in a bearhug. The big man of Second City Riot Squad squeezes down, cutting off the Enforcer’s breath. Tren responds by driving an elbow straight into Jed’s face, before striking again. Coffey lets Descarrilado go, stepping backwards. Tren grabs Jed and throws him into his team's corner, following up immediately with a spear into the corner. Christina tags herself in, leaping over the top rope to hit a meteora to her seated opponent. Lil tags now, dragging Jed out of the corner before dropping a knee on her opponent’s chest. She goes for the cover, but Leah and Layla break up the pin. SCRS clears the ring before Bloody Fairytale can respond. Jed lifts Lil, throwing her across the ring to his corner, looking to tag, but Christina is there, yanking both women off the apron before flooring them both with superkicks. Coffey turns around, only to get kicked in the stomach by Tren, who lifts him into a powerbomb position before carrying him across the ring and slamming him into the turnbuckle before turning around to slam him down. Lilith locks in the Dark Ending as Tren hits the ropes, diving over the top and coming down on top of Leah and Layla. Coffey tries his hardest to break out of the hold, but Meadows tightens her grip, forcing the big man to tap out.
Winners: Bloody Fairytale & Tren Descarrilado
Result: Submission
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