Zion & NFW Presents...YouTube Invasion: New Frontier!!

[Kai Morgan]

DING DING DING

The bell rings, with Sterling and Majors meeting in the center of the ring! The two circle the canvas, looking for a possible entry route to start! But before they can come to graps, the two extend their hands out to each other, each of them offering the other a handshake! The two shake hands, tentatively, before going right back to fight mode! They eventually and finally make full contact in the center of the ring, going for a Collar-And-Elbow Tie Up! Sterling quickly gets the upper hand to start, putting Majors in a Side Headlock! But Majors is able to reverse it, slipping out of Sterling’s grasp and pinning arm behind her back! Majors acts quickly, getting a Side Headlock on her own on Sterling! The Killer Queen struggles for a bit, before finding an escape route, sweeping Majors’ leg and sending her hitting the mat falling forward! She pounces onto the now prone Majors, trapping her in a Grounded Front Facelock! Majors looks to be in trouble here, but she makes sure to move quickly before the move can have too much of an effect! She rolls over with Sterling in tow, getting to the edge of the ring and planting a leg on the bottom rope! The referee steps in here, calling Sterling off as she proceeds to back away!

The two competitors get back to their feet, getting back into a Collar-And-Elbow Tie Up! Majors gets the upper hand this time, getting Sterling into a Side Headlock, before quickly taking her to the mat with a Takeover! Sterling acts quickly now, getting her legs up and taking Majors’ shoulders to the mat with Headscissors! The referee counts the pin!

ONE…!

Kick out by Majors, breaking up the hold! The two get back to their feet, getting into a THIRD Collar-and-Elbow Tie Up! Sterling immediately gets one over on Majors, taking her down to a knee by transitioning into a Test of Strength! Majors struggles, but she eventually starts to make her way back up to a completely vertical base! But Sterling cuts her off, sweeping Majors’ leg and sending her backfirst to the mat! Majors quickly arches her back and gets her knees up, refusing to let Sterling bring her shoulders to the mat again! Sterling keeps on her, however, slowly pressing her boot against Majors’ midsection and bringing her to the mat in earnest!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Majors gets the left shoulder up, breaking the pin! Sterling slowly brings Majors’ left shoulder back to the mat, starting the pin again!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Majors breaks the pin again, this time raising the right shoulder! Sterling gets the shoulder down once more, getting the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Majors! This time she kips up to her feet off of it, turning the tides in her favor by wrenching Sterling’s arm! She quickly capitalizes, sweeping Sterling’s leg and sending her backfirst to the mat, before jumping up and landing on her with a Standing Moonsault! She looks to capitalize here, hopping over Sterling and gunning for the ropes in order to hit a Springboard Moonsault as a follow up! Sterling rolls out of the way, however, leaving Majors to land on her feet to avoid crashing! Majors pivots looking for a Standing Moonsault in order to catch up with her challenger! Sterling gets the knees up, however, driving them into Majors’ chest before quickly scooping her to the mat with an Inside Cradle before she can fully react!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Majors! Sterling gets right back on her however, grabbing a hold on Majors’ hands and manipulating the fingers! Majors recoils as Sterling takes advantage of the damage she sustained at the hands of Jenn Drew just two nights earlier! Sterling gets Majors to her feet, pulling her in and taking her to the mat with a Short Arm Clothesline! Sterling isn’t finished with Majors however, keeping a hold on her hand and pulling her to her feet to drop her with a second Short Arm Clothesline! She gets Majors to her feet one last time, this time pulling her in for a Forearm Strike! But Major ducks underneath the strike, getting Sterling into a Ripcord position before pulling her in for a Ripcord Knee Strike! She keeps a hold on Sterling’s hand now, running over to the corner with her in tow and climbing up to the top rope! She jumps off now, catching Sterling with a Hurricanrana! Sterling gets to her hands and knees near the ropes, prompting Majors to run towards her and hit a Basement Dropkick that sends her out of the ring through the ropes! Sterling starts to get to her feet, with Majors taking full advantage! She hits the ropes, before launching out of the ring for a Suicide Dive! She catches Sterling over the head, going for a Tornado DDT of the Dive! But Sterling reverses, running across the length of the ringside area and throwing Majors into the barricade! Majors spins out in midair and hits the concrete floor with a thud! Sterling gets Majors back to her feet, throwing her back into the ring and following in close after her! Majors starts to get back to her feet, lunging at Sterling with a Lariat! She ducks underneath, turning Majors around and throwing her to the mat with a Backdrop Driver! Sterling with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Majors! Sterling gets Majors back to her feet, getting her in position and looking for a Butterfly Suplex! Sterling goes for the lift, but Majors reverses with an Arm Drag! Sterling crawls over to the corner and leaning against the corner for support! Majors takes a moment to recover, getting to her feet before running over to Sterling’s corner and nailing her with a European Uppercut! She runs to the opposite corner, catching Sterling with another European Uppercut! She runs over to the opposite corner again, rushing over to Sterling and catching her with the BONK DONK!! HIP ATTACK CONNECTS!! She pulls Sterling out of the corner, running the ropes and jumping up to go for Chapter 11 to follow up! But the Double Knee Facebreaker fails to connect, with Sterling getting Majors in position and throwing her to the corner with a Bucklebomb! Majors staggers out of the corner, leaving an opening for Sterling to hit the ropes and hit her with a Dropkick! Majors staggers back into the ropes, leaving an opening for Sterling to hit the ropes once again! She jumps into the second rope, jumping up and hitting Majors with a Rope Assisted Complete Shot! She rolls off the maneuver, getting Majors up and in position before driving her to the mat with a Butterfly Suplex! She rolls through again, getting to her feet as she drags Majors to a seated position before drilling her with a Dropkick! She goes for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THR-

Kick out by Majors! Sterling looks out in the distance in shock, thinking the barrage of attacks she sent Major’s way would keep her down for the count! She gets to her feet, waiting for Majors to get to her feet, before going for the ropes! She bounces off, going for the Queen Cutter! But Majors catches her out of mid air, driving her knees into her face with CHAPTER 11!! DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER CONNECTS!! She goes for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!


THRE-

Shoulder up by Sterling! Majors is tired by this point, not even being able to lift herself off of Sterling initially! She gets to her feet, slowly climbing to the top rope and readying herself! She launches off, looking for the Money Drop! The Moonsault Double Stomp fails to connect however, with Sterling rolling out of position! She pivots and goes in a different direction, running up and catching Sterling when she gets up with the CASH OUT!! JUMPING CUTTER CONNECTS!! Majors with the pin now!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

SHOULDER UP BY STERLING!! STERLING JUST ESCAPED A PIN FROM MAJORS’ FINISHER!! Majors is in shock, not knowing what she should even do next! She waits for Sterling to get to her feet again, jumping up and going for the Cash Out once again! Sterling pushes her away, however, catching her as she comes back with EAT THIS!! DISCUS CLOTHESLINE CONNECTS!! Majors is turned inside out, and Sterling goes for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THRE-

Kick out by Majors! Sterling gets a second wind now, however, getting Majors to her feet and in position for The Scourge! She swings for the Fisherman’s Suplex, but Majors escapes, popping up and catching Sterling by surprise with the CASH OUT!! SECOND CASH OUT TO STERLING!! She isn’t finished though, proceeding to climb the ropes! She slowly gets up to the top rope, leering over Sterling before launching off to hit her with a CORKSCREW SHOOTING STAR PRESS!! MAJORS DIGGING DEEP INTO HER ARSENAL TO FINISH STERLING OFF!! She goes for the pin, the exhaustion keeping her eyes hardly open as she does!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE!

DING DING DING

WINNER: JORDAN MAJORS (CHAMPIONSHIP RETAINED)

[Kai Morgan]

And now…Zion Wrestling and New Frontier Wrestling Presents…YouTube Invasion: New Frontier!

We cut over a sold out United Center! The stage is lined with two LED lit entrance tunnels, with a giant screen spanning over the entire set!

Winter Mae: We’re here at one of the most important Invasion events in Zion AND New Frontier history! Welcome…to YouTube Invasion: New Frontier! I’m Winter Mae, joined by NFW Collision’s leading commentator, Nick Hanson!

Nick Hanson: We are in a war for supremacy and a war for the life of New Frontier Wrestling! Nine matches taking place here tonight will go a long way and figuring out who truly reigns supreme! Let’s begin!



Alex Lawson: The following contest…is the Fight for Infinity Battle Royale!

Five competitors from both New Frontier and Zion Wrestling will start in the ring at the same time, with the other fifteen competitors in the match entering in groups of five every five minutes. After all twenty initial competitors have entered, a twenty-first and final competitor will enter alone. The last one standing will be declared the winner gaining a point for their home promotion, the advantage in the Ultimate Battleground Match, and a World Championship Match!



The lights in the arena go down, as a humming starts to fill the room. Gold lights circle the room, illuminating sections of fans for a moment at time before moving on to somewhere else. A few seconds pass of hearing the humming, before a voice fills the room.

MY HEROES DRESS IN BLACK

A dream beat accompanying the word “black” brings the gold lights to the entrance ramp, where the curtain is brushed aside, and strutting onto the stage comes a woman who’s dubbed herself a Masterpiece--ironically, as the song plays, in white and gold. A coy little smirk graces Théa Erzili’s face as she turns her head to look into the crowd, seemingly nonplussed by the less-than-favourable reaction she receives.

Even as the tempo of the song picks up, Théa’s clearly in no hurry to get down to the ring--one foot in front of the other, a slow, methodical march down the ramp. One fan, in particular, gets the attention of the Cajun woman, and though she’s largely dismissed the audience’s reaction to this point, she actually gives the man a moment of her time--before responding to whatever he’s said to her by blowing a kiss and turning her attention back to the ring.

Alex Lawson: Introducing first…representing Zion Wrestling…from New Orleans, Louisiana…weighing in at 147 lbs…”The Masterpiece”...Thea! Erzili!

Théa smirks as her name is announced, gracefully sliding up onto the apron. She lifts a hand up, curling her fingers to effectively point to herself while she looks up to the rafters. A moment's pause allows the fans to get their booing out before Théa steps between the ropes, moving to her corner of the ring.



“EPIC”’s opening rift signals the arrival of a storm, and that is exactly what bursts through the Fusion curtains. A confident Savage sees the crowd and instantly pauses on the stage to allow the opening rift of her music to heighten to its peak before throwing her hands up in the air to proclaim her own stardom. The fans are clearly mixed on their reaction and this causes a smile to sneak up on Savage’s expression.

Alex Lawson: Up next…representing Zion Wrestling…from Brooklyn, New York…weighing in at 118 lbs…Savage!

The Supreme Leader starts sashaying to the ring in rhythm to the beat of her theme to the tune of fans chanting “SAV-AGE!” while she taunts others that are visibly booing her in the front row. As the song nears its breakdown, Savage hops up onto the ring apron and rolls underneath the bottom rope. The blue-haired assassin raises to her feet and walks towards the ring ropes, further taunting the crowd as the tune fades.



Alex Lawson: Up next…representing New Frontier Wrestling…from Boston, Massachusetts…weighing in at 110 lbs…Captain! Inarra! Black!



"Killer Queen" begins as the lights lower. Two strobe lights flash on the stage area, alternating between red and white. Slowly, Eden Sterling walks out onto the stage. She gazes over the crowd with a smug smirk on her face as she readjusts her wrist gauntlets.

Alex Lawson: Introducing next…representing Zion Wrestling…from Austin, Texas…weighing in at 170 lbs…”The Killer Queen”...Eden! Sterling!

She flips back the hood to her best and lets out an almost banshee-like scream before walking calmly to the ring.



The opening tune of Dragonforce’s “Operation Ground and Pound” hits the speakers, signaling the arrival of Keiji Sugiwara! The crowd are on edge, hoping to see the final of the first combatants in this match to make his appearance! For a while, nothing happens, with the music and titantron just continuing without anyone taking to the stage! Eventually the song fades out and titantron cuts to footage from backstage.

Nick Hanson: We’re ready to go here but…where’s Keiji?

Winter Mae: No idea, Nick. Maybe he arrived–wait wait! Look up there!

There we see Keiji Sugiwara, down on the ground and writhing in agony! The medical staff in the building, being led by Zion’s nurse Zoey Madison, come to his aid quickly, checking for any potential injuries before audibly establishing that Sugiwara would not be competing tonight.

Nick Hanson: Keiji is out! But what happened to him? WHO did that to him?

Winter Mae: Honestly, when you have two rival promotions in the same building, it could be anyone’s guess, Nick!

All four competitors in the ring bear witness to what’s being broadcasted over the titantron, before turning around and taking a good, long look at who they’re sharing the ring with. Savage, Eden Sterling, and Thea Erzili all give a look of approval to one another before turning to Inarra Black, staring her down like a pack of ravenous wolves, all of them eager to start the match without a fifth person in it to protect Black from a beating, the referees watching outside the ring go to the ring bell, sta-



With a loud explosion on the stage, the growly roar of Robb Flynn sounds, but the music as different as "Unforgiven" by Sevendust plays over the PA systems. This coincides with several columns of sparks shoot up from beneath the corrugated steel as a tall and powerfully built woman with fierce, piercing eyes and a stone cold resting bitch face steps out onto the stage. Muscles rippled and flexed as she stood there for several seconds, her black hair cut in punk fashion, half at her natural part, the right half resting upon that side of her face down to her shoulder. Her attire is all black leather, with a vest and tights, and boots decorated in chrome rivets, fingerless gloves studded at the knuckles, with heavy knee pads and kick padded boots completing her look. Everything about her screamed cold, calculating destruction personified.

Nick Hanson: Wait a minute!! Is that…? It is!!

Winter Mae: Holy fuck!

Nick Hanson: It’s Ursula Von Rossbach!

Winter Mae: Welp…we’re screwed…

She heads for the ring with a confident, unwavering stride. There is no fear, no anger, no fury, only certain death in those dark brown eyes. Arriving at ringside, she leaps onto the apron and slips through the ropes.

Erzili, Sterling, and Savage all look on at Ursula as she enters the ring! Erzili and Sterling look a bit unsure of what to make of her, while Savage remains unintimidated. Ursula gets right in her Savage’s face, staring her down with a withering scowl that would unnerve even the bravest of souls. She practically dares them to make a move, her imposing physique only matched by the ironclad will that helped make it.



Savage immediately goes for a slap to Rossbach’s face, only for her attempt to be caught immediately with one hand! Rossbach cocks a hand back, smacking Savage to the mat with the TERMINATOR SLAP!! She scoops Savage off the mat, before throwing her over the top rope and to the floor!

ELIMINATED: SAVAGE

Erzili and Sterling see this display of power by Rossbach, immediately going for her in order to have strength in numbers! They unload on her with a set of vicious Kicks and Punches, before Sterling gets pulled out of the fray by Inarra Black! She gets hold of Sterling's head, before taking her down to a knee with a Jawbreaker! She hits the ropes, looking to capitalize with a Shining Wizard, but Sterling reverses, getting her up before planting her with a Sit Out Powerbomb! She gets Black up to her feet, looking to throw her out of the ring, but Black reverses, throwing Sterling towards the ropes instead! She returns, with Black catching her with a C4 for her troubles! She drags Sterling into the corner, before going for an Arabian Press! Sterling gets the boots up, however, driving them right into the side of Black’s face! She has a hold on Black now, getting her up before planting her with a Uranage Backbreaker, before transitioning into a Belly-To-Belly Suplex into the corner turnbuckles!

Meanwhile, Rossbach and Erzili go at it for a bit! Erzili leathers Rossbach with a Knife Edge Chop across her chest, followed immediately by a Forearm to her head! Erzili hits the ropes now, returning to Rossbach as she attempts to catch her off guard with a Lariat! Erzili dodges this however, getting a leg in the air and nailing her with a Scorpion Kick! But Rossbach catches the leg, using it to pull Erzili backfirst to the mat! She tries to get up, only to run right into a Lariat from Rossbach that turns her inside out! Almost simultaneously, Rossbach and Sterling throw Erzili and Black out of the ring respectively, eliminating them!

ELIMINATED: THEA ERZILI & INARRA BLACK

Sterling and Rossbach turn around from their respective eliminations, slowly coming to the realization of who they’re sharing the ring alone with! The two titans of this match come together in the center of the ring, getting in each other’s faces! Rossbach begins to get playful with her opposition, cracking a bit of a smile before flexing a muscle at the second-generation wrestler! Sterling responds with a smile of her own, before putting a hand up to her head and sweeping it over Rossbach’s, taunting their slight difference in size! The fun and games seem to end there, with the two of them beginning to strike each other in unison! Rossbach initially gains the upper hand, catching Sterling off guard with an underhanded strike! Sterling recoils, staggering back into the ropes before returning with a Dropkick! Rossbach is now the one who recoils, staggering into the ropes before slipping around Sterling and dropping her with Snap German Suplex! Rossbach starts to make her way back to her feet before the countdown timer starts, signaling the next wave of combatants!

Crowd: FIVE!
FOUR!
THREE!
TWO!
ONE!



A red stone displays itself on screen as Kasey Kash, Tanja Devereaux, Zoey Styles, Thalia Starks, and Eli Buchanan all pour out from the backstage area! Rossbach readies herself for the mostly Zion field to come for her! Zoey Styles gains a considerably faster pace than her cohorts as she rushes into the ring ahead of everyone else. However, this ends up being to her detriment, as that means that she has to immediately come face-to-face with a powerful Roundhouse Kick from Rossbach, who then immediately throws her out of the ring!

ELIMINATED: ZOEY STYLES

The numbers game becomes too much for Rossbach to overcome however, as the occupying circumstances of Styles’ elimination leaves her open to a Kick to the back of the knee by Eli Buchanan! He hits the ropes, taking Rossbach to the mat with THUNDERSTRUCK!! KINSHASA CONNECTS!! Thalia Starks immediately takes advantage as well, climbing to the top rope and nailing Rossbach as she’s on the mat with a COFFIN DROP!! Buchanan and Starks get Rossbach up to her feet together, looking to eliminate her just the same! But Kasey Kash, who’s decided that he might as well do something, sends a Superkick Starks’ way! He grabs hold of her, throwing her over the top rope and to the floor!

ELIMINATED: THALIA STARKS

Rossbach has now shaken off the cobwebs, catching Eli Buchanan with a knee to the midsection, before catching him with a TERMINATOR KICK!! BACKSPIN SUPERKICK CONNECTS!! Rossbach throws Buchanan out of the ring now, eliminating him!

ELIMINATED: ELI BUCHANAN

Rossbach’s small victory is hampered by a Dropkick from Eden Sterling! She bounces off the ropes, right into the waiting arms of Tanja Devereaux, who throws her to the mat with an Inverted Exploder Suplex! Rossbach gets to her knees off the slam, leaving an opening for both Sterling and Devereaux to catch her on each side of the head with a Roundhouse Kick! Devereaux is impressed with the skills of the young Sterling, inviting her to go for Instant Peril! Sterling hits the ropes, looking for the Shining Wizard to Rossbach! But Kasey Kash intervenes, running in to hit NO PRESSURE!! RUNNING BLOCKBUSTER CONNECTS!! He gets Sterling to her feet, before throwing her out of the ring!

ELIMINATED: EDEN STERLING

Kash looks down at Sterling, giving her a condescending wave goodbye as we slowly see Tanja Devereaux coming up behind him! Her face reads as that of absolute anger as she lays into Kash on the ropes with a set of vicious strikes! Kash is literally backed into a wall here as Devereaux continues to wail on him! Devereaux digs deep, landing an especially stiff elbow that busts him open! He eventually spots something out the corner of his eye, pushing Devereaux away and hitting the mat, right before Ursula Von Rossbach comes back to send Devereaux over the top rope with a huge Lariat!

ELIMINATED: TANJA DEVEREAUX

Kash gets to his feet, immediately coming face-to-face with Rossbach! The two show off the NFW t-shirts they’re both wearing before giving each other a nod and fist bumping, seemingly getting on the same page! They look up the rampway as the countdown timer starts again!

Crowd: FIVE!
FOUR!
THREE!
TWO!
ONE!



Just then, an orange stone displays itself on the titantron as Diana Bellerose, Rei Park, Alastair Frost, Sylvia Lopez, and The Ringmaster all make their way out of the entry tunnel! Everyone rushes down to the ring…everyone except for Bellerose, who’s dragging her feet! The NFW competitors begin to crowd the ring, immediately confused as to the lack of Zion competitors in the ring with them, before looking up the ramp and realizing that Bellerose is the only one left! They lock their eyes on her, egging her on to enter the ring so can take her beating! She absolutely refuses to do so, knowing that entering that ring is going to be suicide. Eventually, Sylvia Lopez gets impatient, rushing out of the ring to go after Bellerose! The Wild Rose lets out a shriek at the crazed woman running up the ramp to try and catch her, running off the stage to get away!

Lopez continues her chase as Bellerose takes off running through the crowd! Lopez is in hot pursuit, nearly even catching up to her at times as the two take the chase across the entire attendance area before coming back to the other side of the stage! From there, Lopez chases Bellerose down the rampway, before extending the chase to around the ringside area! With Lopez gaining on her and nowhere else to go, Bellerose finally makes her way back inside the ring! However, much to everyone’s surprise, Bellerose’s survival instincts go into overdrive, immediately catching Rei Park with a Lariat upon coming into the ring and sending her over the top rope!

ELIMINATED: REI PARK

This however is the only good thing that Bellerose is able to get out of the experience as the remaining five NFW contestants start to pounce on her, laying into her with a set of vicious strikes! Bellerose is in trouble here, going through a prison beating here! She finally hears some reprieve as the countdown timer starts again!

Crowd: FIVE!
FOUR!
THREE!
TWO!
ONE!



The final batch of competitors rushes down to the ring, headed off by Floyd Nelson, who immediately grabs Risa Jackson by the hair and yanks her to the stage floor before rushing into the ring ahead of everyone else! Nelson is fired up off the bat, immediately Spearing The Ringmaster upon entry! He redirects himself now, running over and hitting a Spear to Alastair Frost! Sylvia Lopez tries to cut in now, laying into Nelson with a set of vicious Knife Edge Chops! She tries to take him down with a Discus Clothesline, but Nelson ducks underneath, sending a boot to her midsection before nailing her with the CORPSEMAKER!! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT CONNECTS!! He gets Lopez to her feet, before throwing her out of the ring!

ELIMINATED: SYLVIA LOPEZ

Nelson turns around, right into a boot to the midsection from Nova Juaquin! She gets him position, looking for Stolen Looks near the ropes! But Cassie Lopez cuts in, immediately cutting in with a Yakuza Kick to the side of the head that sends Juaquin over the top rope and to the floor!

ELIMINATED: NOVA JUAQUIN

The Ringmaster tries to interfere now, catching a boot to the midsection by Floyd Nelson before being nailed with ANOTHER CORPSEMAKER!! Ringmaster tries to get to his hands and knees, but Lopez is able to cut in, hitting the STAMP OF RELEVANCY!! CURBSTOMP CONNECTS!! They get Ringmaster up together, before dumping him out of the ring!

ELIMINATED: THE RINGMASTER

Both Lopez and Nelson turn around from looking at their handiwork, relishing in the sea of bodies now lining the floor! But they hardly have time to celebrate, with Ursula Von Rossbach already coming back for NFW, carrying Diana Bellerose over her head and throwing her towards Nelson and Lopez! They hit the mat, allowing Bellerose to be thrown over the top rope and into everyone else at ringside!

ELIMINATED: DIANA BELLEROSE

Rossbach hones in her focus on Nelson, allowing Lopez to run around her and hit the ropes! She comes back to Rossbach from behind, catching her with a Chop Block and causing her to buckle a bit! She gets back up, right into a Leg Lariat from Nelson! Risa Jackson now comes back into the fold, launching from the top rope towards Nelson as revenge for earlier! But Lopez catches her out of midair, hitting her with a Codebreaker! She staggers back to her feet, with Nelson not too far behind! Alastair Frost sees this, looking for an easy elimination by going for a Lariat! Nelson moves out of the way, causing Frost to send Jackson over instead! He quickly follows her as Nelson sends him over with her!

ELIMINATED: ALASTAIR FROST & RISA JACKSON

Nelson turns around from the elimination, immediately running into the GOD BOTHERER from Katelin Descarrilado!!! She picks him up and throws him over the top rope!

ELIMINATED: FLOYD NELSON

Cassie Lopez is seated against the turnbuckle now, slowly coming to the realization that she’s all alone! She looks extremely worried as Descarrilado, Rossbach, and Kash all slowly come up to her! She looks over at the titantron and sees the countdown timer once more, thinking she’s either about to be aided or completely doomed!

Crowd: FIVE!
FOUR!
THREE!
TWO!
ONE!





Winter Mae: WHOA!

Nick Hanson: Talk about a night of surprises so far!

"Booty Wurk" by T-Pain and Joey Galaxy fills the arena speakers as Ricky Rodriguez enters through the entry tunnel! The fans go berserk at the sight of the Fight NYC! Star.

Winter Mae: Ricky Rodriguez is here! But what side is he on!

Rodriguez steps onstage, slowly unzipping his jacket and opening it up to reveal a Zion t-shirt!

Nick Hanson: Well that answers that!

Winter Mae: HELL YEAH! That advantage is OURS!

Rodriguez rushes straight into the ring, ducking under a Clothesline from Rossbach before going for Handspring against the ropes! He comes back to Rossbach now, hitting her with a Backflip Kick! He turns around, catching Kash with an Enziguri before rushing towards Decarrilado! She tries to swat him down with another God Botherer, but Rodriguez ducks underneath it, jumping up to the second rope and hitting her with TO THE TOP!! SPRINGBOARD CUTTER FROM RODRIGUEZ!! He gets her to her feet, before throwing her out of the ring!

ELIMINATED: KATELIN DESCARRILADO

Rodriguez turns around, scanning the ring as the final four of this match becomes apparent. Rossbach and Kash stand on one side of the ring, while Rodriguez and Lopez stand on the other! It looks as though the two sides are about to come to blows, but Lopez just can’t help but to make things all about her, catching Rodriguez off guard by throwing him over the top rope!

ELIMINATED: RICKY RODRIGUEZ

Lopez begins to celebrate, only to back up into Ursula Von Rossbach, who’s standing tall in the middle of the ring! Lopez slowly starts to realize the error of her ways, reevaluating all of her life choices as Rossbach takes her down with THE VON TERMINATOR!! She gets Lopez to her feet, looking to throw her out of the ring, but just as she gets Lopez over the top rope, Kasey Kash comes up from behind, throwing Rossbach out with her!



Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…Kasey! Kash!

Nick Hanson: It may not have been by the most savory of means, but Kasey Kash has done it! He’s scored the first elimination for Team NFW!

Winter Mae: Damn…looks like we’re just gonna have to grind harder!

Kash celebrates in the center of the ring, with Rossbach on the outside giving him a sneer. Just then, Kai Morgan makes his way to the ring, coming face-to-face with his best friend and looking disappointed while doing so! The two talk for a bit, and it looks as though the two are about to go into a verbal spat! Kash eventually tries to walk away, but Morgan pulls him back in, ripping off his Team NFW shirt to reveal another one underneath! Kash slowly turns to face Morgan, revealing he had been wearing a Team Zion shirt underneath the whole time!

Nick Hanson: NO! IT CAN’T BE!

Winter Mae: YES! YES! YES!

Nick Hanson: Damn that Kasey Kash! Damn him to hell!

Kash and Morgan begin to slowly smile at each other, before exchanging a hug! The two raise their hands together as we fade out!

WINNER: KASEY KASH
CURRENT SCORE:
Zion: 1 NFW: 0

[Kai Morgan]

The Second City Riot Squad is backstage with final preparations before their match against La Sievientes. The War Queen Leah Aguero sits between Jed Coffey and Layla Diaz, tying up her boots while the other two are standing. Diaz is quick to turn towards the camera.

Layla Diaz: I’ma guessin dat da time has finally come fa dis war between NFW and Zion ta come ta fruition. Ta be quite honest, I don’t even knows wut all da bitchin an moanin be bout. It don’t matta one bit doe cuz no matta wut dey wants us ta go out der an do it finna be fa us an no one else. We ain’t reppin NFW despite bein der fa two fuken years. We ain’t representin Zion despite bein der Trios Champs. We reppin da SCRS, The Second City Riot Squad.

Leah, who has finished tying her boots, stands up and takes over.

Leah Aguero: Let me put it in black and white straight forward English. We got roped into this war and for what? Because we’ve proven that we are the best trio in all of Zion? When the SCRS defeats La Sievientes tonight, it’s because we’re out to prove that there ain’t no trio that can touch us. Not La Sievientes. Not Trinity, who are going to find that out first hand next week. When we win tonight, that’s a point for Zion. We can give two shits who the point goes to. We don’t care who wins this war but know this, Zion. When we win, we’re going to be calling in a favor. We won’t let you know just yet what that is but you’ll find out soon enough. Consider it a thank you from you to us for the SCRS doing your dirty work.

Leah pauses to look at Diaz and Coffey for a moment.

Leah Aguero: Let’s go show these bitches we mean business because you know how we do this… By Any Means Necessary.

The trio sticks their fists out to meet in the center before heading towards the entry position.



“Horror Show” begins to play as the arena goes dark and a red and green spotlight appears on the stage and Lady Death and Santa Meurta stand there, their faces painted up and in matching ring gear. Santa Meurta has on a crown of flowers as the two of them look at each other and nod before heading down the ramp. They ignore the fans as they get to the ring and climb up the steps. Santa Meurta leaps over the top rope as Lady Death steps between the ropes. Santa Meurta gets down on her knees and removes her crown before bowing and Lady Death stands over her, letting out a blood curdling scream as the lights come on and the two of them stand up and walk over to their corner.

Alex Lawson: The following Trios Contest…is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!

Alex Lawson: Introducing first…representing New Frontier Wrestling…the team of La Profeta, Lady Death, and Santa Muerte…The NFW Trios Champions, LAS SIRVIENTAS DE YUM KIMIL!!!

“Killing in the Name” by Rage Against the Machine starts playing over the sound system as the lights begin to slowly go in and out. As the hook begins, the lights come on fully and Jed Coffey is standing at the top of the entrance with his arms folded.

Killing in the name of

The fans immediately begin to boo the man as they know the rest of the Second City Riot Squad contingent is not far behind.

Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses

Leah Aguero and Layla Diaz arrive from out behind Coffey on either side. Diaz is sporting her typical red and black half lucha mask as Leah has a black bandana covering her face from the nose down and a backward baseball cap pulling her hair back. After posing at the top of the entrance, the trio start to make their way towards the ring, ignoring the heat they are receiving from the fans.

Ugh!
Killing in the name of
Killing in the name of

Jed Coffey is the first one up on the apron. He sits on the middle rope as both Leah Aguero and Layla Diaz enter the ring. He fist bumps both his SCRS mates before hopping down and waiting on the outside to watch the match.

Alex Lawson: And their opponents…representing Zion Wrestling…the team of Leah Aguero, Layla Diaz, and Jed Coffey…The Zion Trios Champions, the SECOND CITY RIOT SQUAD!!!



La Profeta calls her charges over to their corner for some last minute strategy discussion while Leah, Layla and Jed all just watch on from the opposing corner shaking their heads almost in perfect unison. Layla stands in the ring while Leah and Jed wait for their turns at action out on the apron. La Profeta takes hold of Lady Death by the ears and hair and then releases her and does the same to Santa Muerta. La Profeta releases her second charger and then nods to them. Both nod back to her, then turn and race across the ring. Santa Muerta arrives at the center of the ring just before her partner. Layla meets her there and jumps into a flying head scissors takedown. Santa Muerta hits the mat hard and rolls to the edge while Lady Death follows in and hits a big lariat to the back of Layla’s head and neck. Leah starts in to even up the odds but the referee stops her as Santa Muerta was rolling out of the ring at the time. Santa Muerta looks up, smirks and rolls back over, quickly scrambling to her feet to allow her to hit a double ddt on Layla. Santa Muerta hurries back to her corner and steps out as Lady Death drops down for the cover. The referee turns back after Leah steps back out and drops down to count.

One!

Two!

KICKOUT!

Lady Death pulls Layla up into the seated position and slaps on a reverse chinlock. Layla leans back and is able to roll slightly and kick up at the painted woman’s face. Lady Death releases her grip and moves. Layla rolls over, jumps and hits a quick dropkick that Lady Death never sees coming. Lady Death goes down and Layla goes into a standing moonsault.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Lady Death rolls the cover over into a cradle.

One!

Two!

REVERSAL!

One!

Two!

KICKOUT!

Lady Death gets to her feet first and stomps on Layla’s hands. Lady Death kicks Layla in the face and then quickly makes the tag to Santa Muerta. Las Sirvientas grab Layla and elevate her for a double gut buster across their knees. Lady Death steps away as Santa Muerta drops an elbow to the mush and then covers Layla.

One!

Two!

Santa Muerta tags Lady Death back in and they give Layla a double snap suplex. Santa Muerta steps out and Lady Death almost immediately tags her back in. Lady Death grabs the top rope and slingshots Santa Muerta in for a leg drop. Santa Muerta covers.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Santa Muerta goes to pull Layla up and egst cradled again.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Layla kicks up at Santa Muerta’s knee and then rolls away, tagging in Jed. The big man comes in and hits a big lariat on Santa Muerta. Lady Death runs in and Jed catches her for a scoop powerslam. He stands back up and egst Sanya Muerta for the same thing. Lady Death tries for an elbow drop on him but Jed moves and Lady Death accidentally hits the elbow on her own partner. Jed grabs Lady Death, turns and runs her over the top to the floor. The big man marches back over and scoops Santa Muerta up, walking to his corner and executing a snake eyes before tagging in Leah. Leah comes in and Jed presses her high above his head before dropping her into the cover on Santa Muerta. Jed steps out as the count happens.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Leah tags Jed back in and he lifts her up into a toss leg drop. Leah rolls out and Jed drops an elbow before covering Santa Muerta himself.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Jed tags in Leah. Leah steps in and tags in Layla. Layla runs across the ring as Leah and Jed put the boots to Santa Muerta. As she rebounds off the far rops, Leah and Jed turn to face her and step into a line, Leah in front of Jed. Layla runs back and Leah backdrops her to Jed, who catches her, trunks and powerbombs her onto Santa Muerta. Leah and Jed both step out as Layla rolls over for the cover.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Layla reaches up and tags in Leah. Leah steps in as Layla rolls out. Leah starts to pull Santa Muerta up when Lady Death rolls back into the ring and charges across. She drives her knee into Leah’s midsection and then spin kicks Layla, sending her off the apron to the floor. Santa Muerta staggers up and Las Sirvientas hit a double dropkick on Jed. He manages to hold onto the top rope to keep from falling himself. Layla starts to get up onto all fours but only crawls a little bit. La Profeta runs in and helps her charges with a triple dropkick. Her feet hit Jed’s hand and it’s the difference in him being able to hold onto the rope and falling away. Jed loses his grip and falls back, landing on top of Layla on the floor. La Profeta heads back across the ring while Las Sirvientas grab Leah up and swing her around for a wheelbarrow facebuster. AS they do this, the referee moves to look over at Jed and Layla on the floor. Santa Muerta run across the ring, rebounds back and jumps off the referee’ back into a shooting star plancha on Jed and Layla on the floor. The referee steps back in shock at the contact and almost trips over Lady Death covering Leah.

One!

Two!

Thr-No!

Shoulder up!

Lady Death picks up Leaha nd spins so that Leah’s “accidentally” drill the referee before Lady Death slams Leah. Lady Death heads over to her corner where La Profeta hands her the macuahuitl. Lady Death stalks across the ring and waits for Leah to stagger to her feet. As Leah rises, Lady Death blasts her in the face with the war club. Leah goes down and Lady Death quickly hands it back to La Profeta. Lady Death goes back over to rouse the referee and then covers Leah. The referee shakes the cobwebs loose and counts.

One!

Two!

Three!



Alex Lawson: The winners of this match…La! Sirvientas!

Lady Death and La Profeta collect their weapon, their championships and their partner before quickly taking their leave. Layla and Jed get up, completely unaware as they roll into the ring to find the still down Leah.

Winter Mae: Running from the scene of the crime! What cowardice from La Sirvientas!

Nick Hanson: Looks like Zion isn’t the only promotion that can score their first point through nefarious means!

Winter Mae: Hey…!

WINNERS: LA SIRVIENTAS DE YUM KIMIL (VIA PINFALL)
CURRENT SCORE
Zion: 1 NFW: 1

[Kai Morgan]

Alex Lawson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!

"Unbreakable" by Kingdom Collapse blasts out of the PA system and as soon as Jonathan Norris belts out the word Unbreakable, "Unbreakable" Stacy Jones bursts out through the curtain and walks over to one side of the stage looking out to the fans and throwing up the devil's horns with her hands before then proceeding to walk over to the opposite side of the stage and doing the same thing. She then walks back to the center of the stage and when the word Unbreakable is sung again, she along with the fans yell it out too at the same time before she begins to make her way down the ramp, slapping the fans hands on the way.

Alex Lawson: Introducing first, representing New Frontier Wrestling!!! From Orlando, Florida, weighing in at 150lbs!! She is the NFW United States Champion…STACY…JONES!!

Once she reaches the bottom of the ramp, she continues slapping the fans hands who continue to scream out the words of the song with Jones. She then hops up onto the ring apron and climbs through the ropes before scaling the turnbuckle and with a closed fist she pumps it into the air along with the drum beat while the fans do the same. She then hops down and moves to the center of the ring and as the final Unbreakable is belted out before the song ends, Jones throws up the devil's horns.

A pulsing beat of light flickers the stage and the fans in hues of pink. It flashes, before the howling starting notes of "Strawberry Shake" by POP LEVI reverberate through the PA system.

AWOOOOOOOOOOOO!

The beat increases, as "Strawberry Shake" gets into its energetic beat. Razzles Mars excitedly rushes out past the velvet lined curtains, a lollipop's stick seen prodding from between her lips. She bounces on the stage, hands clapping in time with the beat, hyping up the crowd.

Alex Lawson: On her way to the ring, hailing from The Candy Kingdom!! Representing Zion Wrestling, weighing in at...

He pauses, some visible confusion on his face leading to Razzles, who is half-way down the ramp watching with wide eyes, nodding and encouraging Lawson.

Razzles Mars: You got this, mate! Out with it! You can do it!

Alex Lawson: 13,607.771 sugar packets... She is the Zion YouTube Champion, this is Raaaaaazzzzzzzles Maaaaarrsss!

Razzles Mars: YOU DID IT!

She calls out excitedly from outside of the ring, undoing the attachments of her entrance jacket and skirt. She collects a few high fives from the fans in attendance, before excitedly climbing the stairs. Taking a moment to pose for pictures before bending into the ring through the ropes, rebounding herself off the bottom rope to catapult herself into the center of the ring with a very flouncy twirl. Striking a pose with her arms voguing, her chin placed on her bridged fingers before "Strawberry Shake" began to fade in the distance.

It’s Champion versus Champion here, as Stacy Jones the New Frontier Wrestling United States Champion comes out of her corner to cheers. Stacy throws her arms up and thanks the crowd, starting an NFW chant rippling through the place. There’s no real animosity here, as Razzles Mars, the Zion Youtube! Champion steps out of her own corner to another round of thunderous applause. Zion chants start in competition with the NFW chants, Razzles walks to Stacy. The Champions stare each other down, grin and shake hands, causing yet more cheers. Both Champions hold up their joined hands and their Championships with the other hand.

The match starts properly once both Champions have handed their belts off. The official calls for the bell and Razzles wastes no time coming in with a springboard clothesline that tosses Jones for a loop. The US Champ rolls through it to her feet, popping up behind Razzle to hit her with an impressive standing dropkick. Stacy stays on the ground, Razzles falls forward and catches the ropes bringing herself forward first then using all of that momentum to propel herself back up and over Stacy! The crowd pops big for the playful and amazing athletics of these two! Razzles holds out a hand, and Stacy takes it getting to her feet.

Stacy grins, and closes the distance after she makes sure to let go of Razzles’s hand, not wanting to take advantage. The quick movement however means that Stacy lands a bruising short arm smash to Razzle's face! The Youtube! Champion’s head snaps back as Stacy grabs Mars again and whips her into the ropes, catching Razzle’s with a big boot as she comes off the bounce. Stacy jumps up the turnbuckle and runs the middle rope, she takes to the air just as the Youtube! Champ is sitting up, coming off that second rope with a crushing explosive Meteora that absolutely flattened the pink-haired sensation into the canvas! KNEES TO THE NOSE! KNEES TO THE NOSE! The pair flop to the mat and Stacy covers with a shoulder!

One!

NOPE! Mars kicks out to a roar from the crowd! Jones for her part is just smirking, this time she offers Mars a hand up as they both stand again. Razzles takes it, showing no fear and no anger, just a bright sort of determination. The crowd pops for them both yet again, the stadium is on fire for these two! Razless smirked and threw her arms up, dancing around the ring. Stacy nods and does an air guitar in some solidarity before Razzles comes charging in again. She hits the second rope with a leap and lands her own Meteora, crunching Stacy’s face with her knees! Stacy eats the blow full-on the bonce, with a groan falling over, but she immediately starts throwing forearms as hard as she can into Razzles before Razzles can go for the cover. It makes the pink-haired fighter back off for the moment as Stacy lays on the ground holding her nose and chin as well you know flying knees will do that.

This time it's Razzles turn to take to the offensive, getting several lightning quick shoot kicks in before Jones can get any distance away. Turnabout is fair play after all, so Jones isn’t complaining just trying to get away from the stinging shins that are being aimed at her. Razzles follows up by leaping the distance between them and tackling Jones down with some kind of Mars special Thesz Press. Commencing with the mounted punches, Jones seems like she’s in trouble now, just covering up under the assault. Being no villain Mars only lets that continue so long, willingly getting up and not even throwing in any stomps as she does. Jones yanks herself upright with the ropes now definitely looking a little worse for wear.

it’s the Unbreakable one who charges first, she gets Mars up on her shoulder in a sort of modified bear hug, squeezing her and shaking her around a bit. The two however are pretty evenly sized and near-equal weight, so Jones can only hold so long, as Razles rocks with the shaking, throwing her own weight into it. Janes attempts to adjust, moving her arms to try and keep Razzles in place. The Sweet tooth Sweetheart however would not be held, she twisted and spun, floating in Stacy’s grip. Mars orbited around Jones, not once, but twice with Jones attempting valiantly to keep up, before Mars finally finished her display with a beautiful Satellite DDT! The crowd went wild again! Mars covers her opponent with a shoulder having rolled to do so.

ONE!

TW-

Jones WILL NOT be denied and this fierce competition from Zion has lit a fire under her to get the job done for her company. Both of them had come into this match with the aim to have fun and put on an athletic competition, but it was getting closer by the minute! Jones threw her shoulder up with a roar! The crowd was still divided, both sides NFW and Zion cheering for their die hard babyface heroes! This time it’s Jones who’s on the ball now up on her feet and taking down Razzle with a Hurricanrana! Razzles had just taken that extra moment, making her a second too slow and she gets thrown across the ring again, by Jones! This time Mars flips ass over tea kettle as she rolls with the movement, going all the way across the mat to create a bit of distance.

Now however Jones wasn’t letting her get away with it, giving chase immediately as the tone of this match shifted from playful to intense. That chase took the form of a baseball slide that hit Razzle in the shoulder as she was getting up and spun her into the air, she flopped down on Jones’ legs and rolled around. It looked like both of Jones' feet hit Mars right on the rotator cuff as the fans see the instant replay!

The official actually came to check on Mars and make sure there wasn’t an injury. Stacy backed off instantly, not wanting to cause any actual damage even if winning this fight seemed necessary for New Frontier Wrestling. Mars waves off the Ref, flexing her shoulder and popping her neck. With the symbol that Razz is good to go Jones picks back up where she left off, whipping Razzle by the non-kicked shoulder because Jones isn’t one to take advantage of an injury if she doesn’t absolutely need to, into the corner post and following up with a huge splash!

The crowd had gone silent when it looked like Mars might have been hurt but now there’s a slow-building rumble again at what these two will do to win this important contest for their company. Razzles flops out of the corner like the canvas is a trampoline. Stacy gears up again, not fixing to let the pink haired fighter have a chance to breathe. The punk rock wrestler backed up and threw up the rock horns and climbed the turnbuckle! She comes at speed, launching to Razzles The Black Eclipse (Asai moonsault) (tribute to her half-brother, Seifer Black)!

Mars lands on her back in the flat middle of the ring, with Stacy in the right position for the cover! Jones reaches over and hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

RAZZLES MARS KICKS OUT! It takes a moment to the count of two and her face tells the camera that her shoulder *definitely* felt the energy and strength required to kick out. The crowd goes wild again, loving this and for her part looks both concerned and frustrated, some of the need to win seeping into the desire not to hurt her fellow combatant in a way that would last after their match. The pair of desperate emotions wear on Jones's face as the camera pans around.

The two square off again, back on their feet with Mars bouncing on her heels and rolling her shoulder. Mars is quick trying to just keep herself on the attack. Jones is looking haggard too after the fierce competition but that light of hope is still very might in her eyes as she smirks at the camera, taking a moment to preen and get the crowd which had fallen into silence at intensity going again. Razzles hops up and down too, and decides to get this match going again! She darts in again, the absolutely bonkers reflexes of Mars on full display here today as the pink-haired dyno just will not be stopped. Those reflexes lead to a huge EVERLASTING GOBSTOPPER | split-legged jawbreaker! Razzles covers instantly, leaning her full body weight on Stacy, hooking the leg!

ONE!

TWO!!

THRE–

NO! NOT Tonight Stacy says! The Unbreakable one gets her own shoulder up! Razzles looks gob stopped!

Razzles knows she needs to get back in this and stay on top to win this thing for Zion. In for a penny in for a pound as the British are wanting to say, so Razzles strikes this time, hitting Stacy Jones with just an absolute flurry of blows. Mars closes the distance easily and starts on her best goddamn Spike Spiegel impression because the woman is just *dancing* on the mat. She’s throwing kicks and punches, ducking gracefully out of any return fire on Stacy’s part, there’s no real rhythm to her strikes, maybe a melody Razzles can hear but Stacy sure as hell can’t. It’s enough that leaves Stacy flat stunned! The Unbreakable one goes down to the mat like a sack of potatoes after that rush of a battering. Razzles stands for a moment, breathing hard.

With Jones floored, Mars makes her way up to the top rope of the turnbuckle probably looking for the Mars Rover! But Stacy is up, panting and beaten but she’s staying in the fight. She follows Mars to the top and they trade forearm strikes with each other. One for one, both rocking before Stacy gets the upper hand with a stiff shot. Stacy hopes up from turnbuckle onto the top rope and lifts Razzles up by the shoulders. Mars gets a foot under her and starts to struggle for control! Jones gives a big heave, trying to set up for a maneuver, and comes down with a Spanish Fly!

Except the move doesn’t hit right, Razzles takes the impact on her shoulder instead of her back! Mars crumples into a ball of pain. Jones only notices as she completes the floatover for a pin attempt, so focused on the match was she. The official rushes out and Mars's arm is tweaked at an odd angle at the shoulder, the same shoulder that has been taking its lumps all night. The crowd is dead silent in terse anticipation for the moment. Stacy looks beside herself with concern, helping Mars sit up, the match temporarily forgotten. The Official looks at Razzle, who insists she can continue, until the official looks at her arm and gestures. Razzles groans, her shoulder is very clearly out of it’s socket. Entirely fed the fuck up with tonight it seemed, Mars walked over to the turnbuckle and bounced herself shoulder first into it. There are tears in her eyes and she’s screaming like a banshee fighting a wild raccoon, but the attempt works. The shoulder pops back into place with a wet sound.

The Official askes Mars if she’s *really* ok to continue, biting their lip and obviously hemming and hawing over the decision to just call it. But Mars is utterly and completely insistent.

Razzles Mars: I can continue! Just let me continue!

Mars flashes her best smile through what might be tear streaks on her cheeks.

Stacy Jones: Are you sure you want to do this? I don’t want you to get injured here.

Razzles Mars: Please, Stacy? I can go, don’t write me out of this one yet. I gotta do it, yeah? Company pride, Champion pride. Just lemme give it my all and I’m happy. I’m fine, see?

Razzles moves her shoulder about, barely managing to not wince though it is a near thing. Jones frowns, but chews her lip and considers it before nodding.

Stacy Jones: I hate to win on a technicality. Ok, you say you're good? Then we’ll do this.

The audience celebrates with them, THIS IS AWESOME chants starting in earnest to give back to this amazing match. Stacy opens her arms and Razzles in for a hug, with Jones patting Mars on the back gently before they back off and look at the Referee who nods and signals for the match to continue.

The pair circle each other again, with Jones looking tentative. Razzles again, with that just sheer speed of hers nails a dropkick, because she apparently didn’t like that Stacy didn’t look game to beat up on the one armed girl in the ass kicking contest. Jones bounces back, slower than before but Unbreakable is unbreakable. Jones backs up, and hits the ropes behind her in an attempt at getting some of her own speed behind her, but again Mars is just like greased chickens. Mars hits a double foot stomp as Jones is flying in. Jones goes down, and Mars has landed too far for the cover off the kick. Razzles stayed down, while Stacy valiantly drug herself back to her feet, as she comes over, Mars comes up with a Russian Leg Sweep that was sneakier than the Spanish Inquisition, because Jones didn’t see it coming.

Razzles transitions that into a SUGAR CRASH grounded Octopus Stretch! Jones is caught right in the middle of the ring as Mars cranks the hold for all it’s worth! That shoulder is definitely aching her though, the clench of her jaw and throbbing vain in her forehead evident for the camera. In the bitter end, even thoughStacy is flailing and fading and fighting, Mars just can’t keep the hold clenched with her all jacked up like it is. Jones eventually breaks out of the hold, fighting Mars off of her, leaving them both panting on the mat.

When both of them are back on their feet, the crowd begins cheering again, going wild for the both of them in equal measure NFW and Zion chants become just a cacophony of noise that fills the stadium. The pair take a moment to appreciate it before the fight starts again, forearm strikes and barely avoided kicks traded blow for blow. Until Mars realizes she can’t win a punching contest with one arm and boots Jones into the ring ropes. Jones comes back from it in a jump though and seemingly out of an unwillingness to take advantage of Razzles’ shoulder, Jones pulls the Bat-Hammer (Jumping corkscrew roundhouse kick) out of her arsenal.

The kick lands dead center! Like a goddamn gunshot it’s loud and sudden even over the din of the crowd. Maers lands in a heap, and Jones is quick to cover! She lays her weight on over the pink haired woman, pulling her knee up and this time it seems like all the fight has drained out of the Zion Youtube! Champion!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…Stacy! Jones!

Jones stands up and has her arm raised, she takes a moment to blow kisses to the crowd, before lifting Razzles up by her good arm and lifting it in the air too, hugging her and praising her courage as medical staff come out to check up on Razzles. The last shot before the break is of Jones posing in the ring and Mars being looked at by doctors.

WINNER: STACY JONES (VIA PINFALL)

CURRENT SCORE

Zion: 1 NFW: 2

[Kai Morgan]

The scene opens backstage. We open on Donovan Cunningham standing behind the current NFW Genesis Champion, Alexandra Caldwell. He’s wearing a salmon colored suit. She is in her ring gear. The Genesis Champion wrapped around her waist. Donovan clears his throat indicating he’ll speak first.

Donovan Cunningham: CHICAGO. WHAT’S UP?!

The Chicago crowd gives Donovan a positive reaction. He smiles.

Donovan Cunningham:I won’t take up too much of your time. Alexandra is more than capable of speaking on her own behalf. She didn’t hire me for my gift for gab. Merely my council. You’ve all noticed me and Alex have disagreed on certain business related matters lately. Healthy arguments between two equals is not a bad thing, ya know? I’m just here to state the obvious. Alexandra Caldwell is a big game, big money, future Hall of Famer. Oh... and she is still UNBEATEN since walking into the New Frontier Wrestling. Tonight, her unbeaten streak continues. Why? Simple. She’s that girl. Alex, you got this!

Donvoan pats Alexandra on the shoulder. She takes this as her cue to speak. She takes a deep breath.

Alexandra Caldwell: I’m not gonna lie. I was in my locker room waiting for my match against Faye. I heard the rumblings backstage that Mr. Steven Brody decided it was a great idea to put the fate of NFW on the line. And I’m like, who the hell do you think you are? Seriously boss man? You’re gonna risk my livelihood over this dick measuring contest between two companies.

Alex sighs.

Alexandra Caldwell: A little backstory. Women’s Wrestling Revolution closed their doors before I had a chance to get my Queen of the Cage Championship back.

Slaughterhouse Wrestling closed their doors before I could capture what was rightfully mine, the Shudder Television Championship.

I was in two companies who closed their doors at the height of my dominance. Sorry, knowing I could go through the hassle AGAIN of trying to find another job initially didn’t set right with me, cause, why should it? People wonder why I have an attitude problem? Something always gets in the way of me finally making the world realize that I am dat girl. That I am who I say I am, losing momentum cause dumb ownership can’t get there house in order it makes your girl wonder if this business is the right one for her. I came to NFW cause of the stability. By the end of Night 2...I could be out of a job and quite possibly, out of professional wrestling for good.

Alexandra shakes her head.

Alexandra Caldwell:In life, we can only worry about what we can control. Whether NFW goes down in a blaze of glory or not, I can at least say that it won't be because of me. As a NFW competitor I am UNBEATEN. Check the list of everyone who has fallen to yours truly. No one has yet to touch me. Go ahead. Ask them. And they’ll tell you that they weren’t good enough to get the job done. Know who else you’re gonna be asking?

Jordan Majors.

Her confidence is quite cute when you think about it. She is so high on her own supply, her record setting reign as Viral Champion has given the girl new life. All credit to you boo, you have put down every challenger that has stood in your way. All those people who attacked you from behind paid for their sins. People have dismissed you left and right. Here you stand as the Viral Champion. Cock of the walk right? Your shit don’t stank. I kinda admire that boo, here’s the thing. Everyone who you defended that belt against is NOT on my level. Every challenger you have slain is not worthy enough to wash my ring gear with their own hands. All of them combined do not equal the standard of excellence Dat Girl has displayed for years now.

Alexandra wipes imaginary dirt off her shoulder as the NFW faithful in the crowd show their unflinching support.

Alexandra Caldwell: Nothing personal. I quite like you. Buuuuuuuuuuuuuut I am going to put you down. Not out of malice. Not out of spite. Cause I have to. See you out there, boo.

Alexandra Caldwell blows a kiss at the camera. Her and Donovan walk off as the scene fades to black.



Alex Lawson: The following match is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Alex Lawson: And now, introducing first…



Alexandra Caldwell walks out onto the stage, then with one foot in front of the other, she raises the NFW Genesis Championship confidently beside her face with a cocky swivel of her hips to the side. She’s met with a chorus of boos, though of course there’s some cheers from NFW faithful who don’t want their favorite promotion to shut down. Slinging the title over her shoulder, she puts her hands together to crack her knuckles. Then, she storms down the ramp with an unmistakable purpose, stomping her feet down with every step.

Alex Lawson: Making her way to the ring from Las Vegas, Nevada… She is representing New Frontier Wrestling as the NFW Genesis Champion… “DAT GIRL” ALEXANDRA CALDWELL!!

Once she gets to the ring, she slides in her title under the bottom rope, then slides in herself. Pulling herself up with the Genesis Championship in her grasp, she walks over to the turnbuckle. Deciding to take a seat in the corner, she rest her arms on the middle rope with the title belt still in her possession. The blank expression on her face is quite telling while the crowd continues to react to the unfettered badass. She mentally goes into a place that’s chilling as she waits for her music to stop. Once it does, Alaxandra looks towards the entryway. The lights go down and then red lights blink on the stage as “Warrior” by Stitched Up Heart begins to play.

”Warrior… Warrior…
I’m… I’m a…
Warrior… Warrior…
I’m… I’m a Warrior!”

A spotlight shines on the center of the stage to show Jordan Majors from behind, arms outstretched with the silver Zion Wrestling Viral Championship on backwards so its faceplate shows towards the camera. The audience seems to love her, but there’s a bit of a mixed reaction with some boos given she’s representing Zion Wrestling tonight. She turns around right as the guitar riffs and pumps a fist with a smile across her face. She looks out at the crowd and nods a few times before she begins walking down the ramp. and holds it in her hand.

Alex Lawson: And her opponent, from Los Angeles, California… She is representing Zion Wrestling as the Zion Wrestling Viral Champion… “ZION’S VIRAL SENSATION” JORDAN MAJORS!!

Nick Hanson: What do we think of these two, Winter?

Winter Mae: Both of them are respectable champions in their own right, but I’ve gotta go with Jordan Majors here. She might be small but she’s mighty, staying atop the ultra competitive Viral division despite all the odds against her. Sure, NFW’s Alexandra Caldwell is bigger but it’s like I told my ex, Nick. Bigger isn’t always better. It’s how you use your size that matters.

Jordan keeps her eyes on the ring as she takes off her title and holds it in her hand as she heads down the rampway. She gets to the bottom of the ramp and surveys the crowd once more before running and sliding into the ring. She stays on her stomach. She leans on her elbows and kicks her feet behind her showing off the Viral Championship in front before rolling to her feet. Jordan runs and jumps up on the nearest corner and raises the title up with one arm as she looks out at the crowd and nods her head.



Jordan Majors looks up at New Frontier Wrestling’s methodical all-arounder, who stands four inches taller than the smaller underdog from Zion Wrestling. Alexandra Caldwell, on the other hand, seems supremely confident in her abilities with a frightning blank stare that doesn’t seem to deter Majors at the start of this contest. Both of them look ready, circling the twenty-five feet by twenty-five feet wrestling ring to try to get used to their surroundings and gauge their opponent’s movements.

Finally, Jordan Majors makes the first move when she rushes at Alexandra with a screeching shout before Caldwell stiff-arm fends, stepping to the side. Without missing a beat, Jordan tries the same thing again, running at her champion counterpart like a determined linebacker, albeit underweight compared to the real thing. Her scream’s louder this time, but as she’s stiff-armed again, Jordan bumps back with her hands around Alexandra’s right wrist. Trapping Caldwell’s limb in her grip, Majors uses her legs to push up into her opponent’s neck until Alexandra falls to the mat too.

Winter Mae: What’d I tell ya?! Major’s locked in the arm bar! In the middle of the ring!

Jordan switches back and forth between trying to pull the right-sided elbow back as hard as she can to punching her opponent’s forearm with her fist, but after a few seconds, Alexandra starts to struggle against it until she starts to move.

Nick Hanson: It’s not over yet! Look!

Slowly climbing to her feet despite the grip on her arm, Caldwell somehow manages to lift Jordan off the mat in a chokeslam-like maneuver and slam her back down with authority! The hold’s released, and the fans are amazed! Immediately afterwards, Alexandra follows up with a wicked standing leg drop across the Zion Wrestling Viral Champion’s throat. Then she taunts to the crowd, a mixed response reverberating throughout the United Center.

Nick Hanson: Alexandra Caldwell showing she’s one of the best competitors NFW has on their roster with that escape! Wow! Jordan’s in trouble now.

Winter Mae: Just you wait, Nick. This is the part where Jordan Majors makes her grand comeback that wipes that smirk off your face, mhm.

As Caldwell has her back turned, Jordan recovers and playfully pokes her opponent’s shoulder, then puts her hands behind her with a cute smile. When Alexandra turns, Jordan comes from the other side and lands her Chapter 11 (double knee facebreaker) signature! Rolling Alexandra to her back for the pin attempt, Jordan hooks the leg, leans on one elbow, and kicks her feet behind her like she she does during her entrance.

ONE…!

Before the referee could even get to two, Alexandra pushes the silver-haired valley girl aside with authority with a loud grunt!

Nick Hanson: Yeah, that’s right! She wasn’t going to beat our Genesis Champion like that.

Winter Mae: Mind games, Nick! Mind games! I don’t think she expected to win right there, but she certainly living rent free in Alexandra’s head right now.

Now Caldwell climbs to her feet using the ropes for support, though she notices her right arm feels weak from the arm bar and the effort that it took to lift Jordan into that modified chokeslam. She tries to slap feeling into it with her other hand, grimacing as she eyes her rising opponent. Then, Alexandra starts to get an idea. She breaks out into a sprint, bounces off the ropes, and swings at Majors with an elbow smash with her bad elbow when— Duck! European uppercut! Jordan Irish whips Caldwell hard into the corner, then hits a superkick! Alexandra bounces off the turnbuckle, then seems to be dazed in the corner.

Nick Hanson: Look out!

Straight ahead, Jordan Majors readies herself in the opposite corner, then bounds forward with a loud shriek! Donk Bonk (running hip attack)! Money Drop (standing moonsault double stomp)— Wait, no! Jordan stumbles, realizing a drained Alexandra Caldwell rolled out onto the apron!

Winter Mae: This is intense! C’mon, Jordan! Get after her!

Majors climbs through the ropes and joins her opponent on the precarious position. Alexandra slowly climbs to her feet, though she visually struggles using her right arm to do it. Once she’s upright and hunched forward, she’s hit with a strike from the Zion Wrestling Viral Champion. The New Frontier Wrestling Genesis Champion responds with a punch of her own. Slowly, the two punch each other back and forth before Jordan decides to try for a Cash Out (jumping cutter) onto the apron, but she’s pushed back into the steel post by Caldwell! Majors flies face-first into the hard surface, then turns her head towards her opponent again with a frustrated look on her face! Before Jordan could retaliate, though, she’s grabbed by the waist and turned upside-down in one fluid motion! Caldwell struggles again, though! Jordan’s almost dropped! Suddenly, Alexandra recovers and spikes Jordan Majors’s cranium into the apron with a Diamond Driver (belly-to-belly piledriver) finisher!!

Nick Hanson: DIAMOND DRIVER!!

Winter Mae: NO!!

Unfortunitely for Alexandra, Jordan rolls out of the ring and falls to ringside. Alexandra looks like she’s seething, slowly dropping down to a seating position but hurting her right arm in the process. Alexandra lets out a sharp grunt of agony!

Winter Mae: Wait. Alexandra’s right arm. It’s hurt, isn’t it? Maybe she can’t continue?

Nick Hanson: It’s definitely concerning, but Alexandra’s one of the toughest women on this roster, Winter. She wouldn’t be champion if she wasn’t. I’m sure she’ll be fine. She has to be, right? NFW’s destiny is at stake here…

Winter Mae: I think the referee should just call off the match in Jordan’s favor to make sure Alexandra’s alright. It’s a health concern, after all.

Nick rolls his eyes.

Alexandra gingerly climbs off the apron and clutches her arm in pain again. Finally, she grabs Jordan back to her feet, whips her towards the ring, and watches as Majors collapses against the apron skirt. Caldwell uses all the strength she has left in her arm to try to lift her opponent onto the apron again but her arm gives out! She takes a short break, slapping her elbow to try to get it to warm up before she tries it again. This time, it’s a success! Alexandra heaves Jordon onto the apron and rolls her inside, then follows after her to land the pin.

ONE…!

TWO…!

Winter Mae: Kickout! Jordan’s showing her heart tonight!

Alexandra looks surprised, shocked at what just happened! Finally, she limps to the corner and crouches with a hand on the rope, waiting for Jordan Majors to get to her feet. Once she does, Caldwell tries for the Diamond Driver again, only this time her arm’s too hurt to pick her opponent up! Cash Out by Jordan Majors, who comes to life! No! She’s pushed back into the ropes, bounces off, and gets caught in Alexandra’s When The Lights Go Out (rear naked choke) submission finisher!! Jordan taps!!



Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…via submission…Alexandra! Caldwell!

Winter Mae: Another disappointing loss for Zion, and Jordan Majors has be feeling the effects of giving up there!

Nick Hanson: Disappointing yes! But nevertheless, Team NFW now has a 3-1 lead on Zion!

Caldwell celebrates over Jordan as we fade out!

WINNER: ALEXANDRA CALDWELL (VIA SUBMISSION)
CURRENT SCORE
Zion: 1 NFW: 3

[Kai Morgan]

The cameras pick up backstage where we can see Kasey Kash, moments after his battle royal win, bloodied and battered, with a blood soaked Zion Wrestling shirt on.

Kasey Kash: ”Heh… you know… fuck me man… I bet the question on all of your minds right now… is ‘Why Kasey Why?’... isn’t it simple? This should be an easy answer… I did what I did because no one in that NFW locker room, or even in management, respects me…”

Kasey wipes the blood from his eyes, as he continues talking to the camera.

Kasey Kash: ”...two… nearly two fucking years I have been with that company… I have scratched… I have clawed… I have jumped over hurdle… after hurdle… after fucking hurdle… for that fucking company. Where has it got me? Nowhere. I had to beg for my spots I was given in that fucking company… I told them… from day one. Do not make me choose in this war that you got yourselves in. They forced my hand. They were the ones that put me in this position… I told them I didn’t want any part in this.”

He holds up his torn NFW shirt and looks directly into the camera.

Kasey Kash: ”I’ll still fight for both companies… don’t get that twisted.. but you can use this as your notice, Brody, Santiago, Callaway. You ever try and force my hand like this again? I’ll come for your fucking heads.”

And with that, Kasey walks out of frame and the camera fades.



Alex Lawson: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!

As the opening guitar riff of "Zombie" by The Cranberries plays throughout the arena, Oliver walks through the curtain and stands on the stage, looking out over the crowd for a second, taking it all in, at this point we can hear Alex Lawson make their introduction.

Alex Lawson: Introducing at this time... from Lancaster, Pennsylvania... weighing in tonight at Two Hundred and One pound, representing Zion Wrestling… OLIVER... "OLLY"... PETERS!

Olly looks out over the crowd, giving them a slight smirk, before going across his throat with his thumb, before playfully throwing elbows towards the camera, walking down to the ring, going around to the side facing the hard cam, hopping up on the apron and posing for the crowd, before getting into the ring, and looking directly at the entrance way, awaiting his son, Ryan… a beat in the moment… silence falls over the crowd… until the opening guitar riff of “Break Free” by Of Mice & Men starts playing throughout the arena to a chorus of boos, as Ryan Peters makes his way out to the stage, staring his father down, not giving the fans in the United Center the time of day.

Alex Lawson: And his opponent, from Lancaster, Pennsylvania… weighing in tonight at One Hundred and Seventy-Five pounds… representing New Frontier Wrestling… he is “The Bastard Son''... “The Ace”... Ryan… Peters!

Ryan takes off his entrance gear and starts making his way to the ring, not giving the fans any attention as he reaches the side of the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and getting nose to nose with his father, Olly.



As the bell rings, Ryan starts talking trash to Olly, before then going for a massive forearm that Olly is able to duck, before countering it with a massive shoot kick to the upper thigh of Ryan which staggers him, Olly picks Ryan up by the scruff of his neck, before then hitting him with a chop that sends him staggering back into the corner, instantly Ryans chest has gone a beet red, but without a second to breath, Olly has come in and drilled him with another chop, and another, and one more for good measure! Ryan stumbles out the corner and Olly picks him up and drops him with a back suplex! He bridges for the cover

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT!

Ryan is able to get the shoulder up at two, Olly is back on the offensive quick however, not giving his kid a chance to breathe, pulling him into a side headlock, telling him “This didn’t need to happen, kiddo”. Ryan, angered at the way that Olly is talking to him, powers up to his feet, before dropping his dad back with a Saito Suplex, dumping him on his head! Olly rolls out the ring, grabbing the back on his neck, but unbeknownst to him, Ryan has taken off the ropes on the other side of the ring, before leaping out the ring with a Spaceman Plancha! Ryan is quick to pick Oliver up, throwing him back into the ring, before then hitting him with a Bridging Leg Hook Belly to Back Suplex!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Oliver is able to kick out before the count of three, frustrating Ryan, who picks Olly up and shoots him into the corner, before coming charging in himself, hitting him with a nasty looking dropkick to the jaw, Olly rolls out the ring instantly clutching his jaw, a slight trickle of blood coming from his mouth as he spits out part of a tooth! Ryan isn’t letting him get much rest, however, as he picks him up and drops him back onto the ring apron! Olly lets out a pained yell as he grasps his lower back, Ryan looks down at Olly, before then picking him up and throwing him into the ring again and goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Ryan again, frustrated, picks his father up off the mat so that he’s on his knees, before shoot kicking him across the chest, Olly leans forward but is picked back up again by Ryan, who drills him with another kick across the chest, and another, and another, now Olly is struggling to breathe, clutching at his chest, but Ryan pays no mind to this and picks him up, ducking behind him and drilling him with the Ace Trigger (Ripcord High Knee)! Olly crumples and Ryan makes the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

Olly kicks out again! Ryan is livid now, pounding away at the mat, before then getting in the referees face, screaming at them that that was a three, before turning around right into a discus forearm from Olly! Ryan staggers back off the ropes and gets hit with a pump kick from Olly! Olly goes for a knee lift to the gut and connects, before then looking for an ax kick… BUT RYAN IS ABLE TO COUNTER IT! Sweeping the leg of Olly who rolls over, AND RYAN HITS HIM WITH STAY FUCKED (Curbstomp)! OLLYS OWN MOVE USED AGAINST HIM! Ryan hooks the legs!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-NO!

OLLY KICKS OUT ONCE MORE! The heart and resilience of Oliver Peters is on full display here as Ryan is growing more and more frustrated. Slamming his fists into the mat in frustration, before looking over at his father, bleeding heavily from the mouth, and sighs, picking him up by his hair, slapping him across the face and screaming in his face.

Ryan Peters: ”I… DON’T… NEED… YOU!”

SLAP

Ryan Peters: ”I NEVER NEEDED YOU!”

SLAP

Ryan Peters: ”I DIDN’T NEED YOU BACK THEN, WHEN I WAS GROWING UP!”

SLAP

Ryan Peters: ”AND I CERTAINLY…”

SLAP

Ryan Peters: “DON’T!”

SLAP

Ryan Peters: “...FUCKING!”

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SLAP

Ryan Peters: “...NEED!”

SLAP

Ryan Peters: “..YOU!”

SLAP

Ryan Peters: “NOW!”

SLAP

After that barrage of slaps across the face of Olly, his mouth is bleeding like crazy, with the right side of his cheek beginning to swell. Ryan looks down at him, full of rage, and continues.

Ryan Peters: ”YOU… YOU RUINED OUR FAMILY!”

Ryan goes to slap his dad, but before he can bring his hand down to do so… he begins to tear up, trying to subtly wipe away the tears.

Ryan Peters: ”All I wanted was a family… and now… now I get to make sure you never hurt her again….”

Ryan charges off the ropes, looking to hit Oliver with the KTFO (Rocket Kick), BUT OLLY CATCHES HIM WITH THE NEUROTOXIN V2! SPINNING HEEL KICK TO THE DOME OF RYAN! Ryan gets knocked flat on his back and Olly makes the cover, cradling his son's head.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Alex Lawson: Here is your winner, by pinfall…OLIVER…”OLLY”...PETERS!!!!

Winter Mae: Wow, what a grueling battle!! Olly and Ryan! Father and son!! They left it all out in the ring tonight, didn’t they Nick?

Nick Hanson: They did indeed, Winter. And it’s a second point for Zion Wrestling on the board! After that Fight For Infinity Battle Royale - shocking as it was - NFW picked up three straight victories!

Winter Mae: Just goes to show you, sometimes all you need is a little old school to get the job done!

Nick Hanson: I can absolutely agree with that sentiment.

Olly gets announced as the winner of the match, but refuses to let go of his son until help gets to the ring and wheels him to the back, Olly sits in the ring for a moment, letting all the emotions flood over him as we fade.

WINNER: OLIVER PETERS (VIA PINFALL)

CURRENT SCORE

Zion: 2 NFW: 3

[Kai Morgan]

The scene opens backstage in the arena where Tommy Green is standing by in front of the camera.

Tommy Green: Ladies & Gentlemen, my next guest at this time is the woman who will be facing New Frontier Wrestling’s Melisandre Crawthorne later tonight, the reigning Zion National Champion…” The Tejana Giantess” Reina Mendoza.


On cue, the National Champion, dressed in her wrestling gear and holding her prized title belt over her shoulder, and her manager, Evangeline Sinclair, who's wearing one of her stylish custom designed business suits, step forward at they appear in front of the camera, on opposite sides of Tommy. Tommy feels nervous as he stands next to Reina. But the feeling is routine when they have giant woman with a menacing presence like Reina near them. However, Tommy remains focused on the task at hand as he brings his attention to the National Champion.

Tommy Green: Reina, tonight you’re going to be facing New Frontier’s Mariana’s Trench Champion one-on-one and there are wonders amongst everyone as to you being ready to take on this kind of….


Reina gives Tommy a disapproving glare in response to his comment. Just as Tommy attempts to finish his statement, Evangeline promptly interrupts.

Evangeline Sinclair: Wait, wait, sweetie. Do you know who you are standing next to? You are standing next to a genuine force of nature. How dare you, sir, to ask such an ill-advised question? You should be blessing the stars that the champion doesn’t devour you for a late lunch. This woman is ALWAYS ready for ANYONE that steps up to her….


Then she looks directly at the camera to address he intended audience.

Evangeline Sinclair: …and that includes you too, Melisandre! You must be pretty confident right now after getting that six-woman tag victory last week with your cohorts. Now you don’t have them with you. And no matter how savage you might be, this woman is that times infinity. And tonight, you will find out how merciless she is.


As Evangeline steps back to collect her thoughts. Reina brings Tommy’s attention to her as she begins to speak.

Reina Mendoza: It’s natural when one faces another they’ve never faced before, one is curious and unassuming what to expect of the challenge. Fortunately for me, Melisandre, it only took one night to figure you out. I am impressed with you, to be honest; the badass, take-no-prisoners kind of girl I love to see wreak havoc on the scene and destroying everyone in your path by ANY means necessary, just like me. You have made all New Frontier Wrestling your playground, Melisandre. Tonight…. YOU BECOME MINE!!!!!!


After giving the camera an intense, fearful staredown, Reina leaves the area. Tommy briefly watches her leave, rendering himself speechless. He turns to see Evangeline still standing next to him, giving him a sexy smirk.

Evangeline Sinclair: Get the picture?


Evangeline pats him on the head and leaves as well, leaving a perplexed Tommy standing alone, not knowing what to make of what just happened.



We cut backstage to find the NFW Tag Team Champions, Becca “Bruiser” Maguire and “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire, collectively known as Gallus Mag, standing in front of an NFW and Shieldmaidens backdrop with their championship belts draped over their shoulders.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: I fuckin’ knew there was a reason why I never liked that gammy gowl, Kai Morgan!

Bruiser shakes her head in disgust.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Oh, aye? Because he bae havin’ paeple like Toxic on his payroll?

She shakes her head.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye bae wanton’ tae talk about gammy feckin’ bastards, tha bae them! Talented women, ready tae show their talents an’ instead o’ doin’ jess tha, they spend all their time talkin’ like proper gowls tha kinna bae arsed tae try tae come up wit tings we havenay heard a thousand times before! They talk jess like th’ Pretty Committee, th’ Beautification Movement, th’ Pink Ladies, th’ Maen Girls an’ feck knows how many utters! They look at us as baein’ filthy, grimy biker lasses tha wouldnay know how tae show off looks if they bit us hard! They bae callin’ ye tings tha shouldnay bae said by ennyone nowadays but they bae sayin’ it like it’s the gospel trute!

She nods angrily to the camera.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Toxic, this isnay about jess pinnin’ ye one, two, tree, Lasses! This bae about baetin’ some feckin’ sense intae ye an’ then baetin’ ye some more until ye bae blaedin’ tha shite ye bae spewin’ out o’ yer holes all over th’ ring! An’ then it bae about baetin’ ye down aeven more!

Bruiser nods.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Aye. Same fuckin’ shite… just from different fuckin’ faces!

The older Shieldmaiden briefly turns to her wife.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: And the sad part is that when this fuckin’ match was announced… it was Kai Morgan who started runnin’ his mouth about how we’re the type o’ people who look down on our competition and underestimate them… and then what do the two o’ ya’ll do?! Ya’ll talk about how we ain’t fuckin’ competition!

The two now glare into the camera.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Ya’ll really think we ain’t gonna be competition for ya?! Do ya’ll even know who the FUCK we are?! WE are the NFW Tag Team Champions! WE are Gallus fuckin’ Mag! WE are Shieldmaidens! WE are “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire and Becca “Bruiser” Maguire! WE have beaten every fuckin’ tag team put in front o’ us to get these fuckin’ belts and tonight, lasses?! We’re gonna show ya’ll EXACTLY who we are and WHY Gallus Mag are on fuckin’ top!

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, we’re gonna show ye jess how grimy an’ filty we kin bae gettin! Because hell bae empty…

Bruiser now flips her hood up over her head.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: And the Maidens are here!

The older Maguire then lifts her face mask up over her nose and mouth before the two of them clink their tag titles together and then disappear off camera as we cut elsewhere.



"Apocalypse Now" by Cro-Mags blasts out of the PA system and both Becca "Bruiser" Maguire and "Psycho" Saoirse Maguire walk out onto the stage from opposite sides. Stopping in the center, Bruiser drops to one knee in front of Psycho and makes the M sign with her hands while Psycho places her hands on her hips and flashes a sinister smirk. Bruiser pops up and the two begin to march down the ramp with their gaze focused on the ring in front of them, Psycho's sister, their manager and fellow Shieldmaiden, Aoife "Banshee" Maguire, right behind them. Once the three reach the bottom of the ramp, Bruiser rolls under the bottom rope into the ring while Psycho walks up the steel steps and climbs through the ropes. Bruiser remains on her knees and scoots over to the center as Psycho walks over so she's behind her. Once again, Bruiser makes the M sign with her hands while Psycho puts her hands on her hips before Bruiser slowly rises to her feet, removing her hood and face mask to reveal a sinister smirk of her own as "Apocalypse Now" fades out.

Alex Lawson: The following tag team contest…is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Alex Lawson: Introducing first…representing New Frontier Wrestling…the team of “Bruiser” and “Psycho” Maguire…The NFW Tag Team Champions, GALLUS MAG!!!

“Pretty Girls” begins to play and a hoard of paparazzi come out onto the stage and roll a long red carpet down the ramp because here comes Toxic! Trixie & Luna, wearing matching tiaras, make their way onto the stage and pose to a chorus of boos. Luna twirls around while waving her signature scepter while Trixie teases the cameras with her bedazzled portfolio. The preppy primadonnas then hold hands and start walking down the ramp. When they reach the end, Trixie hands the portfolio to Luna and then pulls herself onto the apron for her signature split; Luna opens up the portfolio to cover her best friends prized asset and pushes it into the camera view. From inside the ring, Trixie has gotten up and holds open the ring ropes for Luna to slide in effortlessly without budging her tiara. The women reunite and begin taunting the fans by throwing out their headshots and laughing

Alex Lawson: And their opponents…representing Zion Wrestling…the team of Trixie and Luna…The Zion Tag Team Champions, TOXIC!!!



Toxic run across the ring and knock Bruiser through the ropes, isolating the smaller member of Gallus Mag. Trixie and Luna start to smirk as they attack Psycho, throwing punches with all four fists, each member throwing them one on top of the other as they try to beat down the smallest competitor in the match. Psycho drops down and kicks both simultaneously in the gut. Trixie and Luna stagger back, each doubling over from the impact. Psycho gets up and starts to move in but gets caught by Toxic for a double hip tos. Psycho goes down and starts to pop right back up. Toxic hit a double dropkick. Psycho goes down hard again and Trixie pulls her back up so they can go for the Perfect Standard. Psycho knees Luna in the head and then rolls Trxirie into an inside cradle.

One!

Two!

Luna breaks it up!

Toxic starts to pound away again with their fists. Psycho catches one of Luna’s fists and snaps off a nail the hard way. Luna clutches at her hand, as the finger bleeds from the ripped nail. Trixie keeps throwing and Psycho does the same to her. Trixie cries out, clutching at her hand. Luna shakes her head and then goes to angrily punch Psycho. Psycho kicks Luna causing her to spin away towards the ropes. Trixie comes in to angrily punch Psycho and Psycho catches the hand, snapping a nail on the other hand. Bruiser climbs up onto the apron and grabs Luna, dropping down for a neck snap off the top rope. Luna falls to the mat. Bruiser reaches in and grabs Luna’s ankles, pulling her to the floor. Bruiser grabs Luna and runs her face first into the ring post. Luna goes down bleeding from the face. Bruiser drags her up and runs her into the barricade. Luna hits hard and bounces back into the waiting arms of Bruiser. The larger tattooed woman spins into a belly to belly suplex that lands Luna on the concrete floor.

Psycho punches Trixie in the mouth and then gets an O’Connor roll.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Psycho hits a roundhouse kick and then pounces on Trixie. She grabs the first hand and proceeds to start biting at what’s left of Trixie’s perfectly manicured nails. Psycho bites several more until they come off. Trixie uses the other hand to rake at Psycho’s eyes and then rolls her into an inside cradle.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Psycho kicks Trixie in the back of the head soccer style. Trixie falls over and Psycho drops an elbow to the face. She rolls Trxiir over and shoves her to the floor. Psycho slides out after her, grabs Trixie and rams her face first into the ring post just as Bruiser had done to her partner earlier. Trxiie hits hard and starts bleeding as well. Psycho goes to do it again and eats an elbow to the gut. Trxiie shoves Psycho so that the tattooed woman’s back huist the edge of the apron. Psycho falls to her knees and Trixie dives into the ring. She jumps to her feet and starts yelling at the referee to start counting psycho out of the ring. The referee just stares at her almost blankly and Trixie starts to scream more, gesticulating wildly. The referee tries to calm her then turns and starts counting Psycho out.

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

Psycho looks up and sees the referee counting at her.

Six!

Seven!

Psycho rises up and glares hatefully at Trixie.

Eight!

Trixie nods and points, screaming at the referee to do his job.

Nine!

Psycho dives in just under the count and tackles Trixie. Psycho starts to rain punches down, causing Trixie to bleed even more. The referee warns her about closed fists and Psycho just looks at him like he has to be ribbing her. As she does so, Trixie tries for a flash cradle pin.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Bruiser starts to rain punches down on Luna on the floor making her bleed even more too. Bruiser grabs Luna and pulls her to her feet. She shoves the Toxic woman back against the barricade and then goes for a big lariat. Luna slides down out of the way. As Bruiser’s arm goes over her head, Luna grabs the arm and pulls it by the barricade. Bruiser tries to stop but she spritzes something that causes Bruiser to clutch at her eyes. Luna goes back to the hand and then pulls away to show she’s used a zip tie to lash Bruiser’s arm at the wrist to the barricade. The crowd starts to boo as Luna starts to laugh. Inside the ring, Psycho pounds on Trixie some more and then pulls her up for a wicked knee strike to the face. Trixie goes down and Psycho covers her.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Psycho goes to pull Trixie up again and stops when she sees Luna coming back into the ring. Luna runs at Psycho and Psycho snaps off Gealtachta. Luna goes down like she’s been shot, her head bouncing off the mat unconscious. Trixie moves in behind Psycho and tries to roll her up.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Psycho spain for her big kick again but Trxiei ducks it and goes for an Oklahoma roll.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Trixie. Reaches into her tights and pulls a small object out. She sprays Psycho in the eyes just as Luna had sprayed Bruiser. Psycho cries out but Trxiie takes the opportunity to block the sight by rolling itnoa cardle. She pulls a handful of tights and then slips her feet into the middle rope as the referee slides into position to count, blissfully unaware of Trixie’s shortcuts.

One!

Two!

Three!



Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…TOXIC!

Winter Mae: TOXIC steals away another victory and gives us a 3-3 tie!

Nick Hanson: Are you serious?! Those two are horrible! Absolutely deplorable!

Winter Mae: Would you say that they’re…toxic?

Nick Hanson:...

Trixie rolls away, pulling the still out of it Luna with her. She collects their championships and moves on as Psycho tries to clear her vision and Bruiser glares from the barricade.

WINNERS: TOXIC (VIA PINFALL)
CURRENT SCORE
Zion: 3 NFW: 3

[Kai Morgan]

The camera comes rushing through the corridors of the arena. As if the cameraman was rushing to find someone to put on camera in front of the entire audience. As he rounded the corner, the cameraman pulled up short as he saw the trio of Capt. Inarra “Applejacks” Black, her identical twin sister, Elizabeth Black and Capt. Nehemiah Hawthorne.

The three of them all turned, in unison, to look at the man holding the camera.

Capt. Inarra "Applejacks" Black: “Wha’s wrong, Lad!? Ye look like a long tailed cat ‘n a room full o’ rockin’ chairs!”

As she said that, we heard the man holding the camera suddenly repeating the word, “shit” over and over. Like he knew that he fucked up when he stumbled upon this particular trio.

Cameraman: “Uhhh, I jus– I mean to say– I’ll be going now.”

He started to turn and head back the way he came muttering under his breath.

Cameraman: “This bitch is bat-shit crazy!”

The fact that there was an Emu on a leash didn’t escape him as the bird squawked loudly at the potential of his departure. The man winced as he heard the bird squawk and Inarra call out.

Capt. Inarra "Applejacks" Black: “Oi! Ye heard Davy Jones! ‘Old up a moment.”

Inarra hopped off the container she had been sitting on and made her way over to the man. This time, instead of pulling Davy Jones with her by his leash, there was the cutest sound that chittered from behind her.

The camera pans down to see a small bear in a tricorn pirate hat walking beside her.

Capt. Inarra "Applejacks" Black: “Davy Jones demands tha’ ye introduce e’eryone t’ Black Beard here!”

She kneels down to get to eye level with the small bear and it begins to call out to her as if she really were its mother.

Capt. Inarra "Applejacks" Black: “‘M boy-o. ‘E’s super cute, innit!?”

She looked up at the cameraman with a deadly glare to her features.

Capt. Inarra "Applejacks" Black: “INNIT!?”

Cameraman: “Y–ye–yes, ma’am. Super cute! Abs–absolut–absolutely, ma’am.”

Inarra’s demeanor went back to being playful as she motioned for him to join her on the floor. In the meantime, she moved so that she was sitting Indian style beside the bear and in front of the camera.

Only to lean into the camera once the man was sitting in front of her and whispered all secretively.

Capt. Inarra "Applejacks" Black: “Guess wha’--”

Cameraman: “Uhh– Wh–What?”

Inarra pushes herself back so that she is now rocking back and forth playfully while giggling dementedly.

Capt. Inarra "Applejacks" Black: “I have a new shiny!”

She leaned forward toward the camera again and placed a finger to her lips in a “Shhhh’ing” pose.

Capt. Inarra "Applejacks" Black: “‘Tis a secret! Ye canna tell anyone!”

She pulled back and looked at him all seriously.

Capt. Inarra "Applejacks" Black: “Do I have her word as a member o’ this crew tha’ ye willna say a word?!”

Confused, the cameraman shrugs and half-ass nods.

Cameraman: “Y–yes? …. I guess?”

Inarra jumps up onto her feet, takes up Black Beard’s leash and skips back to where Nehemiah and Elizabeth are waiting with the Emu, Davy Jones. She turns to wiggle her fingers at him, giggles again and simply skips off.

Davy Jones the Emu and Black Beard the Bear followed in her wake along with Nehemiah and Elizabeth. She stops for a moment, looks to her sister and as the camera fades out–

Capt. Inarra "Applejacks" Black: “Patty cake; Patty cake; Baker’s man. Bake me a cake as fast as you can….”

Alex Lawson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!

The lights in the arena go out.

Just then as the intro to “Kong at the Gates” by The Misfits blares into the arena, generating a buzz from the crowd.

As the song begins, and the spotlight is beaming on the stage, Reina Mendoza comes out of the curtain, along with Evangeline Sinclair. They both make their way down the aisle with Evangeline walking one step behind the Amazonian, who’s walking in a slow, intimidating pace, the spotlight following them on their way to the ring.

Alex Lawson: Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Evangeline Sinclair…weighing in at 210lbs from Los Angeles, California…representing Zion Wrestling. She is the Zion Wrestling National Champion…the Tejana Giantess…REINA…MENDOZA!!!

Once they reach the ringside area, Evangeline walks up the stairs while Reina climbs up to the apron of the ring, Reina faces the crowd and looks menacingly at them. She easily steps over the top rope to enter the ring with ease, with Evangeline following suit. Reina then walks towards the center of the ring to stand there, soaking up the reaction from the crowd. She then stomps her foot down on the mat with force and, instantly, the four corners of the ring shoot out fire, along with a booming sound, mimicking an explosion. She lets out a primal roar and then goes over to a corner where she climbs up and poses, yelling back at the crowd at every chance. She then goes toward the opposite turnbuckle and does the same thing after climbing up. Then, as she comes down, Reina takes off her coat and gives it to the ring attendant. Reina then runs herself across the ropes once to loosen herself up before settling in the corner of the ring with Evangeline as they wait for her opponent.

The arena lights slowly fade out as the opening discordant note of “Cthulhu Awakes” by Apollon de Moura echoes through it. A wavering, pulsing, blue light highlights the entrance area. Standing at the top of the ramp is Milisandre Crowthorne. The hood of her stringy, patchwork coat is pulled up over her head. She pulled the hood back and looked ahead towards the ring. She slowly started to walk towards it, that eerie blue light following her.

Alex Lawson: Her opponent, from Arkham, Massachusetts…weighing in at 132lbs, representing New Frontier Wrestling. She is the NFW Mariana’s Trench Champion…the Herald Of The Great Dreamer…MILISANDRE…CROWTHORNE!!

She climbed up the ring steps and turned out to look at the crowd. She turns back towards the ring, no expression on her face. She enters the ring and stands in the middle of it. She slowly raises her arms and the lights rise and return to normal. She removes her coat and then moves to her corner.

Despite the size difference, Milisandre doesn't shy away from going right at Reina, attacking one of her massive, tree-trunk legs first. A big stomp wrenches the limb from Milisandre’s grip but the Mariana’s Trench Champion merely switches up her strategy, throwing kicks and even forearm shots to the leg while attempting to stay out of Reina’s reach. Reina swings hard at Milisandre more than once, coming close to taking her down with a wicked elbow or clothesline, but Milisandre keeps away until she goes for a chop block. Staggered only, Reina reaches down to grab Milisandre by the hair, pulling her not only to her feet, but OFF the canvas! Milisandre sways like a child in Mendoza’s grip before she’s slung to the corner with both hands, the impact rattling the ring. Reina charges in after her, driving a hard knee to the midsection and following by grabbing Milisandre by the throat and hurling her three-quarters of the way across the ring! Milisandre comes up surprisingly quickly, no doubt due to momentum, and ends up in the far corner. She hits a drop toe hold when Mendoza comes barreling in, causing the National Champion to go face-first into the buckles… except this barely fazes the Amazonian champion! A running high knee to the back though, followed by a second, leaves Reina temporarily draped over the top rope and buckle and Milisandre gets a running start with some distance, leaping over the top rope and grabbing Reina’s head, yanking her neck across the top rope!

The National Champion is finally reeling and Milisandre slithers back into the ring, going right back to the right leg of Reina, driving downward forearms into the thighs. Kicked away not once, but twice, Milisandre remains relentless and finally brings Reina down to a knee. Milisandre’s first instinct is to lock in a choke and bring Reina down a little further, yet Reina powers out and knocks Milisandre back with a few forearm shots. A headbutt after getting to her feet puts Milisandre on her ass, though she evades a running kick and brings Reina down by striking the right knee, attempting from the canvas to wrap the big woman into a figure-four. She gets halfway there, rises and tries again, but Reina’s leg strength lets her twist Milisandre and send her flipping to the mat though the effort is painful. As such, the Mariana’s Trench Champion is up first and laying the boots to Reina, backing up onto the second rope twice in succession to deliver elbows to the attacked right leg. A pin is attempted after, yet Milisandre is hurled off at one by Reina’s overwhelming power. Fighting up to her feet, Reina shrugs off Milisandre’s assault and throws a discus lariat that narrowly sails high over the smaller woman’s head. The follow up Clothesline from Hell does NOT miss, however, and Milisandre lands hard. Reina has had enough of this, hoisting Milisandre up for the Crash & Burn, spiking her hard and making a cover…

ONE…

TWO…

TH-NO!

SHOULDER UP!

…but Milisandre shockingly kicks out. Reina, and a fair number of fans, are shocked at this and rightfully so. A smirking Milisandre gets up while Reina is trying to absorb this, striking her with a knee to the back of the head! Still crouched down, Reina had inadvertently left herself open and Milisandre, perhaps more inspired than debilitated by the pain, is taking full advantage… to the point that she actually weakens Reina enough to lock her into the Grip of Cthulhu! The National Champion rises up with Milisandre latched on, trying to shake her off, but the Mariana’s Trench Champion is more serpent than person at this point, wrenching hard on the big woman’s frame! It takes three, count ‘em, three smashes into the buckles before Reina is able to shake her off, and even then she has to snatch Milisandre by the hair and flip her to the mat, following up with another Clothesline from Hell, before she’s finally free of the hold! Reina brings Milisandre up for a second Crash & Burn before a few pointed elbows to the jaw shake Milisandre loose! She gets a running start before launching herself at Reina’s leg yet Reina scoops her up fluidly and powerbombs the hell out of her, driving her into the canvas, gesturing that “that’s it!” before making a cover!

ONE…

TWO…

THR-NO!

KICK-OUT AT TWO AND THREE-QUARTERS!

The first time it was shock. Now? Reina is straight-up pissed… and Milisandre knows it as, even lying on the mat, she laughs… almost cackles! Grabbed by the throat, Milisandre is brought to her feet by Reina’s goozle, hoisted high and held for a few moments before being chokeslammed hard to the mat! Yet Reina does not relinquish her grip! She brings Crowthorne up for a SECOND chokeslam, then a third time with both hands, driving her into the canvas with force of a level that Milisandre actually bounces! Stepping, almost stumbling, back into the ropes after this effort, Reina turns to the booing masses, specifically those hailing NFW and mocks their response! In the background, though, Milisandre slowly sits up! She gets to her feet, slightly unsteadily, and charges Reina with a front dropkick right to the small of the big woman’s back! A second follows, this one to the attacked right leg, knocking Mendoza down to the canvas! A second-rope leg drop is followed by a cover…

ONE…

TWO…

KICK-OUT!

…but Reina isn’t done yet! Milisandre’s head tilts to the side and she starts stalking the National Champion, wanting a second Grip of Cthulhu to put things away. She starts with the Grasp, but in the midst of her shift Reina puts on the brakes and powers out, getting Milisandre on her shoulders and nailing a second Crash & Burn! It takes her a moment to get up after, the assault by Milisandre still having an effect, and no sooner is she back up to a half-vertical base than does Milisandre sit up again! Reina sends her down with a headbutt, but the Mariana’s Trench Champion is up AGAIN! Though not afraid, Reina IS unnerved, and Milisandre is able to turn a third Crash & Burn attempt into a roll-up for a quick two-count, followed by a modified Codebreaker to the crouching Reina! Another charge proves ill-advised, however, as Crash & Burn connects yet again! Reina, though, is taking no chances; she gets Milisandre right back up on her shoulders, backs toward the turnbuckles and steps up onto the second strand before leaping off with an AVALANCHE Crash & Burn! Both women land hard but Reina has the awareness to turn and pull herself across Milisandre’s prone body!

ONE…

TWO…

…

THREE!

Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…Reina! Mendoza!

Winter Mae: Reina Mendoza gives us Zion’s fourth win, putting us in the lead!

Nick Hanson: And did you see how she moved out there? That woman is a monster!

Winter Mae: She’s the Giantess for a reason, Nick! But hey! Don’t sell Milisandre Crowthorne short here tonight! She gave more than her pound of flesh!

Mendoza raises her title in the air as she’s joined by Sinclair! The two celebrate as we fade out!

WINNER: REINA MENDOZA (VIA PINFALL)

CURRENT SCORE

Zion: 4 NFW: 3

[Kai Morgan]

Daria was in a darkened room, as she spoke to the camera with a slightly glum look on her face.

Daria Dorsey: "NFW wants to talk about disrespect. They wanna talk about their home being invaded..."

She stated, with a piercing gaze at the camera, as Daria was infuriated with her opponent.

Daria Dorsey: "You came in on the biggest night of my career, where all my friends, family and teammates were watching in person, as you, Adrianna barged in unannounced and uninvited like a big, black thunderstorm on my parade... You started this fight with me, and now it's my turn to come into hostile territory and hurt you."

Daria said with a bit of a scowl forming.

Daria Dorsey: "The United Center may be neutral territory, but, I know the people want to cheer for you. Who can blame them? Adrianna, I know how powerful you are. You walked through the Vlad Blackheart tournament nearly unscathed. They want to see the Walking Apocalypse rain down black curtains over me. But, let me bring everyone back to reality. I am an accomplished kickboxer. You hit hard, but I'm like James Bond in the octagon. I am an MVP wide receiver, averaging nearly a thousand yards a season, and a Wonderful winner. I have the endurance to take everything you can dish and still keep going. And I am the Zion Heavyweight Champion, because I am the Zenith of Zion Wrestling! I am the peak, and the head bitch in charge, having taken on all odds and still coming out on top. Adrianna Salvatore, you and your buddies in NFW want to make us look like lower class performers, well I'm about to put you in a crash course of Sports Education. I'm going to get you in that ring, lock you in Daria's Inferno... and while the pain lacerates through your legs and lower back like cancer, you'll learn exactly who the fuck I am!"

She said, as the room would go from black, to a piercing red light, as we fade out to the next segment.



The Invasion logo flashes across the screen and we find ourselves inside a dark room with just enough lighting to make out the center plate for the NFW Undisputed Championship. Filming looks more like a pre-edited video package than a live feed. As the camera begins panning up the body of the woman wearing the title around her waist, slowly, we hear the faint audio of a screaming fans and shocked announcers reacting to various events. Even when the familiar voice speaks, it sounds like a voiceover itself and not the woman talking live on the camera.

Adrianna Salvatore: Four years. For four years, I’ve wrought everything within the New Frontier. Chaos. Destruction.

In a quick, jumpy flash cut, the camera flashes to an old clip of Adrianna Salvatore that some might recognize dated back to February of 2018. With a painted face and entirely different look at that point, she’s seen chokeslamming, spearing and Ground Zeroing her way through bodies until she’s seen holding up the NFW Women’s Championship.

Adrianna Salvatore: Four years, I’ve seen the void consume the so called best of the best.

Another quick series of cuts shows her cutting through several different opponents. Defending the same title from before in a series of challenges spanning almost a year. Oftentimes she leaves them bloody, even bleeding herself. Finishes go anywhere from Ground Zeroing them to choking them out.

Adrianna Salvatore: Eras end. They transition. Humanity evolves. But with every evolution…comes the next downfall.

Another flash cut shows her inside a cell structure, standing on a ladder with Sela-Rica Lark, Dated March 2020. She lands an essential Ground Zero through the table below and the scene jumps to the pin before she’s seen standing with the NFW United States Championship. It’s followed by a series of cuts showing her defenses over the next several months.

Adrianna Salvatore: As existence evolves…so too does the source of its destruction.

The next series of quick cuts: Wrestle War 18. Clips of her battle with Anton Crowley on Night 1, followed by her battle with FM Young on Night 2, for the NFW Undisputed Championship. Again, she’s seen standing tall among the Tokyo Dome crowd, holding her title high with an edited roar that sounds like something…ungodly. Finally, as the camera returns once again to panning up her stature, it reaches her face and Adrianna turns her head from the side to look down in front of her at the camera. Her hands are holding onto the lapels of her vest.

Adrianna Salvatore: Mankind has reached new horizons now. The New Frontier expands into the holy land of professional wrestling. Zion. Much like Sodom and Gomorrah…Zion will burn in cosmic fire. It’ll be swallowed by the void. They send their champion to weather the onslaught. She’ll only be added to the obliterated masses. There are no trumpets to announce this Armageddon. Only the sundering of the Earth…

The shot abruptly cuts to black.

Adrianna Salvatore: …And the screams of millions….





The lights in the arena flicker out. The video wall comes to life with an image of Earth in from space as Bury Tomorrow’s “No Less Violent” begins to play. As it does, the vignette depicts a flaming meteor hurtling towards the planet. The vignette switches to various shots of Earth's population. People from all different regions as a shadow looms over, blocking out the sun. They all look up, eyes widening in horror.

Keep back or remain silent, why?
Because we're no less violent

From a bird's eye view, the meteor SLAMS into the Earth's surface, just as the chorus hits, causing a fiery flash on the screen and the vignette switches to grainy, black and white images of Adrianna Salvatore's most brutal match highlights, mixed in with closeups of her rather deranged smile and menacing sneer.

Keep back or remain silent, why?
Because we're no less violent
Are you sure you want to try that
Knowing that your life is finite?

In the pitch black arena, lights on the stage come on, flashing and flickering. They illuminate a silhouette standing calmly in a hooded vest. Due to the lights positioning, all we see is the solid black outline, obscuring the lights behind it. As the first verse hits, the lights switch, coming on to light up the stage and ramp in a soft white but still leaving the arena dark. We see the figure in detail now as Adrianna Salvatore lifts her head and stares down at the ring from under her hood. She has that same sneer on her face as in her vignette. She steps forward, approaching the ring with a calm sense of purpose in her steps.

Alex Lawson: The following contest…is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!

Alex Lawson: Introducing first…representing New Frontier Wrestling…from Brooklyn, New York…weighing in at 160 lbs…she is the NFW UNDISPUTED CHAMPION…Adrianna! Salvatore!

Adrianna reaches ringside and runs up onto the apron, kneeling upon it on one knee. Now, we see that wicked smile of hers as she licks her teeth. She turns around on the apron, skillfully and slides herself in, backwards under the bottom rope. Standing to her feet, Adrianna moves to a turnbuckle and climbs up. She throws back her hood and flips back her hair, letting out a roar before casting her gaze upon the audience with a wicked smile forming. Stepping down from the turnbuckle, she removes her vest, folds it and carefully hands it to the timekeeper before preparing for the match.



The opening notes would play as Daria comes out with a green and white boxing robe, as she turned around which revealed her last name. She would then pose briefly, before turning around to reveal the belt around her waist as she shadowboxed on the way to the ramp and raises both of her arms up.

Alex Lawson: And her opponent…representing Zion Wrestling…from Rochester, New York…weighing in at 152 lbs…she is the Zion Wrestling WORLD! HEAVYWEIGHT! CHAMPION!...Daria! Dorsey!

Daria would slap the hands of fans on the way to the ring, as the champ enters under the bottom rope, before rolling in and readying to fight.



Dorsey and Salvatore start things off slowly, circling the ring around each other. They approach one another, before getting into a Collar-And-Elbow Tie Up! Dorsey starts off with the upper hand, trapping Salvatore with a Wristlock! The hold seems to be locked in tight, but Salvatore is able to reverse it, rolling forward on the mat to untwist her arm before getting back up to her feet and getting Dorsey into a Wristlock of her own! Dorsey is in trouble now, but before she can try and escape, Salvatore takes her down with a Shoulder Block! She keeps a hold on Dorsey’s arm, pulling her back up to her feet and pulling her in for a Short-Arm Lariat! But Dorsey ducks underneath it, sliding behind Salvatore and wrapping her arms around her for a Waistlock! Salvatore tries to pry the hands apart, but Dorsey quickly cuts her off, tossing her to the mat with a Shoot Throw! She quickly capitalizes, dropping onto Salvatore as she tries to get up and cinching in a Grounded Front Facelock!

Salvatore is in trouble now, with the grip on her head from Dorsey growing tighter! She reaches for the ropes, looking for an escape! But Dorsey notices this, rolling to the center of the ring with Salvatore in tow to keep the hold on legally! Salvatore remains undeterred however, pushing up against Dorsey’s force and making her way to her feet! She eventually has it in her to strike, sending a set of loaded punches into Dorsey’s midsection before getting her in position and dropping her with a Snap Suplex! She floats over for the pin!

ONE…!

Kick out by Dorsey! Salvatore immediately gets back on her, trapping her with a Rear Chinlock! Dorsey is in trouble now, being nowhere near the ropes to escape and still shaking off the cobwebs from the Suplex! She begins to push against Salvatore, making it to her feet! But Salvatore thinks quickly, transitioning into a Rear Naked Choke to Dorsey as soon as she reaches a vertical base! Dorsey immediately looks for a route with which to escape, stepping over to the corner and placing a foot on the turnbuckle! She tries to climb, looking to lean back onto Salvatore to fold her up for a pin! But Salvatore catches onto this, slamming Dorsey straight to the mat as soon as she gets some height on the ropes! She pounces on top of Dorsey, trapping her in a Grounded Side Headlock! Dorsey struggles for a bit, but eventually bounces back, getting her legs up and sending Salvatore’s shoulders to the mat with a Headscissor!

ONE…!

Kick out by Salvatore, releasing the hold! But Dorsey remains persistent, rolling back to her feet with Salvatore in tow and getting her in position for a Spike Piledriver! But she refuses to go up, giving Dorsey all her weight before eventually leaning back and sending her over the top rope with a Back Body Drop! Dorsey clings onto the ropes however, refusing to hit the floor at ringside as she climbs back onto the apron! Salvatore takes notice of this, going after Dorsey to knock her off the apron in earnest! But Dorsey fights her off, hitting her with a Shoulder Block through the ropes before going for a Sunset Flip Powerbomb back into the ring! Salvatore holds onto the ropes, rendering Dorsey’s efforts neutered! She quickly takes advantage, sending a savage stomp to the side of Dorsey’s head, before scooping her up to her feet and tossing her across the ring with a Belly-To-Belly Suplex! Dorsey hits the mat with a thud, trying and failing to use the corner turnbuckles to get herself up, ripping off the second turnbuckle pad in the process!

Salvatore gets Dorsey up to her feet, looking for a DDT! But Dorsey finds a bit of strength in her now, pushing her into the corner with a Shoulder Thrust! She begins to lay into Salvatore with a flurry of Boxing Punches, prompting the official to pull her away! She steps back, running to the opposite corner and coming back to catch Salvatore with a European Uppercut! She runs to the other corner again, coming back to hit a second European Uppercut! She runs over to the corner once more, looking for a third European Uppercut! But Salvatore cuts her off, dropping her to the mat with a Big Boot! She starts to recover as Dorsey rolls under the bottom rope and to the ringside area! Salvatore follows after her, getting a hold on her as she leans against the barricade and throwing it into her so hard that the guarding rail shifts back a full inch! She gets Dorsey to her feet, before sending her towards the steel steps with an Irish Whip! Dorsey avoids disaster however, jumping over the steps and rolling to her feet before sending the steps right into Salvatore’s legs as she returns with a Dropkick! Dorsey gets to the top of the steps quickly, taking advantage of a hunched over Salvatore with a Tornado DDT to the concrete floor!

Salvatore lies on the ground, motionless as the referee’s count wages on! Dorsey tries to get her to her feet, but she’s dead weight by this point! The official lands on a count of eight, with Dorsey just barely managing to drag Salvatore to her feet! The count’s a nine now, as Dorsey gets her on the apron! Right before the ref raises his hands for a count of ten, Dorsey pushes Salvatore into the ring and slides in, going for a pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Salvatore! Dorsey drags her opponent to her feet, attempting to throw her back to the mat with a Snap Powerslam! But Salvatore refuses to be moved, giving Dorsey all of her weight to avoid the slam before digging into her shoulder with a set of vicious Elbow Strikes! She nails Dorsey with a Knee to the midsection, before getting her up in position for a Powerbomb! But Dorsey slips away, landing behind Salvatore and hitting her with a Superkick to the back of the head! Salvatore staggers a bit, leaving an opening for Dorsey to hit her with a Thrust Kick to the back of the head! That last shot sends the Undisputed Champion headfirst into the exposed turnbuckle! Salvatore clutches her forehead, clearly being rocked by the shot to her head! Before she can get up however, Dorsey runs back to her, catching her with a Meteora that sends her head further into the exposed steel! She falls back to the mat, with a jagged strip of red starting to grow on her head as she tries to get up! The red streak grows bigger and bigger, as we quickly start to realize that the turnbuckle shot busted Salvatore open! Dorsey tries to go back on the attack, but the referee backs her away as she goes to check on her opponent!

Dorsey reluctantly backs off, with the official grabbing a towel to help wipe the blood! Salvatore is having none of it, pushing the official away and rushing straight towards Dorsey! She catches her with a Big Boot, turning the Zion World Champion around so that she can immediately follow up with a German Suplex! Dorsey rolls onto her hands and knees, leaving an opening for Salvatore to unleash with a set of rapid Muay Thai Knees and Elbows to Dorsey’s midsection! Her rage continues to run all over Dorsey, getting to her feet and sending Stomp after Stomp to her midsection! Salvatore quickly makes her way over to the corner, climbing up to the top rope and waiting for Dorsey to reach her feet, before launching off and hitting a Crossbody! She rolls through, getting Dorsey in a Gutwrench position and throwing her up for a Powerbomb! But Dorsey reverses, catching her right out of the lift with Headscissors that sends her out of the ring through the middle rope! Dorsey steps out onto the apron, waiting for Salvatore to get to her feet before diving off and taking her to the floor with a Cannonball!

Dorsey gets to her feet now, dragging Salvatore up as well! She goes for an Irish Whip, looking to throw her into the steel ringpost! But Salvatore reverses, rushing Dorsey over to the post instead and ramming her head straight into it! Dorsey is shaking as she tries to get to her feet, but Salvatore is right back on her, pushing her head next to the ringpost! She steps back a bit before running over and unloading a Big Boot that crushes her head against the steel! Dorsey’s limbs start to twitch now, almost as if she’s stone dead! But Salvatore cares little for The Zenith’s well-being by this point, lowering her leg from her head to reveal that she’s starting to bleed as well! Salvatore throws Dorsey back into the ring, going for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

Kick out by Dorsey! Salvatore is less than pleased with Zion star’s resilience, getting her to her feet with a hand around her throat! She screams into Dorsey’s face, which we can clearly see is now plastered with a crimson mask and reads like someone who is completely out of it! Salvatore sees this and pulls her in, looking for an Exploder Suplex! She goes for the throw, but Dorsey uses her athleticism to her advantage, fully rotating and miraculously landing feet first on the second rope, before bouncing off and catching Salvatore as she gets to her feet! The Zion loyalists in the crowd are in a frenzy now, filling the arena with cheers that drown out the booing NFW fans! Dorsey looks around, dazed and confused, yet still in this! She makes the slow crawl up to her feet, noticing that Salvatore is doing the same now! Dorsey quickly cuts off any attempts for a comeback from Salvatore, running up and hitting her with a Bicycle Knee before nailing her with a Back Suplex to complete her signature combo! Dorsey isn’t finished, getting Salvatore up for the Phoenix Driver! But she escapes, pushing Dorsey away before cutting her off as she comes back with G.R.B.!!! GAMMA RAY BURST!! THE SPEAR CONNECTS!! Salvatore with the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THR-

Kick out by Dorsey! Salvatore bangs the mat in frustration, violently pulling Dorsey to her feet and putting her in position for Ground Zero! But Dorsey quickly reverses, landing a few shots to Salvatore’s midsection to get herself free before driving her to the mat with the PHOENIX DRIVER!!! TAKEO DRIVER CONNECTS!! Dorsey with the pin! This one is over!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

KICK OUT BY SALVATORE!! Dorsey is in complete shock now, thinking that she had the match won! She gets to her feet, getting a hold on Salvatore’s legs as she tries to contort her into Daria’s Inferno! But Salvatore escapes, using the power in her legs to flip Dorsey off her feet and to the mat! Dorsey slowly gets up with Salvatore, cutting off any attempt at a comeback from her with a Hook Kick! She hits the ropes, possibly looking for the Firespin DDT! But Salvatore hits the adjacent ropes, meeting her in the center of the ring with 1994 TA01!!! SUPERMAN PUNCH CONNECTS!! Dorsey falls to the mat like a ton of bricks, lying completely motionless as Salvatore pounces onto her for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THR-

Kick out by Dorsey! Salvatore gets Dorsey up to her feet, getting her in position and throwing her to the mat with GROUND ZERO!! SUPLEX POWERBOMB CONNECTS!! Salvatore goes for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

KICK OUT BY DORSEY!! DORSEY KICKED OUT OF SALVATORE’S FINISHER!! Salvatore looks up, dazed, confused, and on the verge of anger! The two slowly crawl up their feet in unison, using the ropes on opposite sides of the ring for leverage! They look across at each other as though they're looking into a mirror! Two of the top champions of their respective promotion, staring straight into each other’s eyes through a thick coat of their own blood! The tension between the two and the excitement of the crowd begins to build as they rush towards one another! Salvatore is the first to land a strike, hitting Dorsey with a Forearm Strike! Dorsey retorts, hitting a Forearm Strike of her own! Salvatore comes back again, hitting another Forearm! Dorsey once again responds, hitting another Forearm as well! Salvatore cranks it up a bit, nailing Dorsey with a Forearm and immediately following it up with a Headbutt! Dorsey responds in kind, hitting Salvatore with a Forearm and immediately following up with a Spinning Back Elbow! Salvatore is stunned, leaving an opening for Dorsey to hit the ropes and go for another move! But Salvatore reverses, catching her with a Big Boot to the chest that sends her backing into the ropes! She bounces off the ropes and returns to Salvatore, immediately countering with a Thrust Kick! Salvatore staggers into the ropes, Dorsey running in and immediately catching her with a Knee to the midsection!

Dorsey looks to capitalize, sending Salvatore to the other side of the ring with an Irish Whip! But Salvatore reverses, sending Dorsey across the ring with an Irish Whip of her own in response! Dorsey hits the ropes, immediately hooking her arms on them to avoid returning to her opponent! Salvatore charges at her, with Dorsey sending her over the top rope with a Back Body Drop! Salvatore holds onto the top rope, pulling herself back onto the apron in time to catch Dorsey with a Shoulder Block as she approaches! She gets Dorsey in position, seemingly looking for a Suplex over the top rope! Dorsey is having none of this, however, sending a few shots into Salvatore’s midsection to ward her off! But Salvatore remains persistent, sending a few shots back before lifting Dorsey up! Despite coming from different promotions, Nick Hanson and Winter Mae have both seen this movie before, with each of them getting the hell out of dodge! Salvatore and Dorsey rain down from the apron with the two crashing through the announcer’s desk as Salvatore hits a Suplex!

Both women are laid out amongst the wreckage of the announce table as the crowd is going crazy over the carnage! The two lie motionless on the ground through to the count of five. The count reaches six as the two are still on the ground, only slightly inching towards the ring! The count reaches seven as they only just get away from the rubble of the table. Eight as they both crawl over to the ring apron. Nine as they pull themselves up to their feet. Before the official can get his hands in the air of the count of ten, both of them slide back into the ring! The crowd begins to cheer loudly again, reveling in the fact that they get to see more of this match! Dorsey and Salvatore get back up to their feet in unison, with Salvatore looking to get the jump on Dorsey with an Overhead Strike! Dorsey blocks it however, sending a set of vicious Forearm Strikes to Salvatore’s head to back her away before running up and hitting her with the FIRESPIN DDT!! FRONTFLIP DDT CONNECTS!! But Salvatore suddenly finds her second wind now, rolling to her feet and rushing Dorsey as she gets up with another GAMMA RAY BURST!! ANOTHER STRIKING SPEAR!! Salvatore’s body finally gives out, with NFW’s Undisputed Champion only being able to muster an arm over Dorsey for the cover!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Dorsey gets the shoulder up at the last possible moment! Despite her resilience, it’s clear to see that Dorsey is clearly out of it! Salvatore slowly crawls up to her feet, making the climb up to the top rope, looking to fly! But Dorsey is able to get to her on time, climbing up to the ropes with her sending a few shots to her midsection before getting positioned for a Superplex! But Salvatore refuses to be lifted, sending a few shots to Dorsey’s midsection herself, before getting her in a Superplex position of her own! The crowd all go into a unified gasp, all of them in disbelief over what Salvatore seems to be thinking of doing! She throws Dorsey up, looking for a Super Ground Zero to send her plummeting from the top rope! But Dorsey reverses, sending her straight to the mat with a Hurricanrana all the way from the top rope to the floor. Both competitors are in a daze now, quickly getting to their feet on adrenaline and instinct alone! Salvatore tries to after Dorsey again with a Discus Lariat, but she reverses, catching her and planning her to the ground with the TRUCKSTOP!! SPINNING SIDESLAM CONNECTS!! Dorsey is running on fumes now, laying on top of Salvatore and weakly hooking the leg for the pin!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THREE-

Salvatore gets the shoulder up now! Dorsey doesn’t give a look of either shock or frustration, but rather disappointment. She pulls herself up to her feet, dragging Salvatore up with her and getting her in position for another Phoenix Driver! But Salvatore escapes, pushing Dorsey into that exposed turnbuckle for earlier and folding her to the mat with an O’Connor Roll!

ONE…!

TWO…!

THR-

Kick out by Dorsey! But Salvatore isn’t finished, lifting Dorsey off the ground right out of the pin and tossing her to the mat with German Suplex! Salvatore slowly climbs to the top rope, looking to fly again! She waits for Dorsey to get to her feet, before going for a Picture Perfect Missile Dropkick! BUT NO!! Dorsey catches the legs, sending Salvatore backfirst to the mat! She wraps up the legs, contorting her around and cinching in DARIA’S INFERNO!! EDGECATOR IS IN!! Salvatore is stuck in the center of the ring with nowhere to go! She starts to slowly inch her way towards the ropes, but just as she’s fingertips away from the bottom rope, Dorsey pulls her back in, strapping the hold on even tighter in desperation! Salvatore is in even more trouble here, with the camera coming around just in time to see the agonized look on Salvatore’s bloodied face! She eventually begins to fall still, with the worried official coming over to check on her status! He taps Salvatore’s arm, to no response! He eventually resorts to shaking Salvatore’s arm! Still nothing! Salvatore’s out! She’s out! The match is over!



Alex Lawson: The winner of this match…Daria! Dorsey!

Winter Mae: What! A! Match! Zion takes the demanding lead now at 5-to-3 and Zion’s World Heavyweight Champion has finally established her place as one of the best to ever do it!

Nick Hanson: Daria Dorsey really is impressive huh…?

Winter Mae: Hey…you okay there, bud?

Nick Hanson: Y-yeah! Of course I am! We’ve still got another night to dominate! Let’s go NFW!

Dorsey staggers away from Salvatore as the referee hands her the Zion World Heavyweight Championship belt! She looks down at it, blots of red trickling onto the silver plates of the belt as she notices the official passing her again! He has the NFW Undisputed Championship belt in hand, looking to lay it onto Salvatore! But Dorsey snatches it away, taking a good long look at NFW’s top prize, before throwing it onto the mat! Perfectly replicating her fallen opponent’s treatment of the belt in the weeks prior, Dorsey stomps on the front plate of the Undisputed Title! She stands tall, holding her World Heavyweight Championship over her head! She looks across at the cheering Zion faithful, bloodied, battered, but triumphant!

She steps out of the ring, before looking up the ramp. But when she looks up, she stops completely in her tracks. The reaction from the fans in attendance begins to pick up, as the fans have caught onto what Dorsey is looking at before the camera could swing around to catch a look. The camera pans over and we see…it’s JACK RIGGS!! JACK RIGGS IS HERE!! The Bakersfield Butcher stares down the ramp at Dorsey, what he has his sights set on being extremely obvious! The Champ raises her belt over her head, very clearly saying “You want it? Come and get it!”. The two stare each other down as we fade out!

WINNER: DARIA DORSEY (VIA KNOCKOUT)
CURRENT SCORE
ZION: 5 NFW: 3

[Kai Morgan]

The scene opens backstage. All five Team Porter members are standing next to each other backstage. Zach is in the middle. Lily stands to his right. Rayola, dressed in her purple and red Oni gear, wings folded behind her, stands to Zach’s left. Cherry stands next to her. THORA stands next to Lily.

Lily Lopez: It is an absolute honor to be on this team. Even before I signed a full time contract, I was a rookie, doing her best to make an imprint on someone, anyone. And it worked. These fans accepted me, and they pushed for me to get bigger opportunities, and it’s because of them that I was offered a full time contract. Fast forward through War Games, my first win, a few main events…and I was selected to represent Zion in this match. Wow.

Lopez takes a deep breath and looks over at her teammates who encourage her to continue with smiles on their faces.

Lily Lopez: I know this is an elimination style match, and I know that it will be grueling, but I’m also prepared. My confidence has never been higher, and I know I can be an asset to this team. I just want to show each and every one of you guys, what I’m truly capable of.

Overcome with emotion, Lily takes another deep breath and mouths ‘I’m sorry’ to team Zion but pushes through, overcoming the nerves and anxiety now.

Lily Lopez: Cherry, Thora, Ray, Zach..you have my word that I’ll have your backs out there, and no matter what happens….ZION is coming out on top.

Cherry Adams: You know, I keep hearing all of this "traitor" talk. Alright then, say that all you want. Fact is, I chose. You're just pissed it wasn't y'all. Give me a time machine, let me go back, I'd do that shit again. Now, here we are, with a nice little war. Do I want NFW to shut down? No, in some weird way, I love them. But, same time, sometimes we have to hurt the ones we love, in order to teach them.

Cherry smirks, and glances at her teammates, letting her gaze linger on each for a few moments. She paces back and forth, for a few moments, taking her time to soak in the ambiance. The mic dangling at her hips, the self assured smile, she was loving every minute of this, and it showed. Finally, she stops, and slowly brings the mic back up to her lips.


Cherry Adams: Hell, just look at our opposition here. A woman I consider a sister is in this match. Still, I'm going to go out there, and I'm going to throw hands. Hi, FM. Not sure about the rest of them, not a Xander fan, I know that, and have had little to no interaction with the rest. If you think any if that is going to stop me, from handing out knees like Halloween candy, you're just fucked in the head. On a final note, for the rest of NFW. Don't worry, the funeral will be…somewhat tasteful.

The team looks at the new girl now, Rayola. Despite being the smallest on the team, she somehow seems to be standing level with them.

Rayola Davine: You all saw and heard what I said. It needed to happen. As Cherry said, I don't want to close NFW. But their laxness is what allowed Xander… my soon to be ex… do all of this. To all of you. It wasn't fair or right. It should've been a private matter. Whatever happens, know that I am going to fix his mistake. Just as I was fixing all of TRIOCS' mistakes when I was with them.

Rayola takes in a deep breath and exhales.

Rayola: I'll be here for the duration. I'll make sure they don't get away with their bullshit. Their punishment is coming. The bad guy… is coming.

Zach looks at all his teammates with pride written across his face. He knows it is his time to finally speak. He takes a deep breath before speaking.

Zachary Porter: “On paper this is Team Porter. At least that is what this is being advertised as. One person doesn’t make a team. If I am being frank, this issue with Xander Filmore and I should be resolved one on one. Thora, Lily and Cherry have nothing to do with my issues with Filmore. As everyone keeps pointing out, my affair with Xander’s wife is what started this whole thing. That is not entirely true. I was on social media one day checking in on what people were saying. By sheer coincidence Fillmore, per usual, began running his mouth. He dismissed Zion Wrestling, calling the company that gave me a home. That gave me a way to escape my own personal darkness. A company I met the woman who became the love of my life in. A company and a man who took a chance on me, Xander, as he likes to do, dismisses anything that is not his own creation, TRIOCS. He wasn’t the only one. Mary Matthews, a woman who couldn’t hack it here, called Zion the step sister company. Funny she says that considering two members of her Kingdom are the current Fusion Tag Team Champions. But I digress. Xander Fimore represents the unchecked arrogant of the New Frontier Wrestling roster. Their arrogance started all this. Their arrogance is the reason why I fired the first shot. Xander just happens to be part of the problem. This fight isn’t about me, I don’t want top billing. Far as I’m concerned, Fillmore and his ilk attacked all of us in Zion Wrestling. His personal beef with me is a small part of the grand design. While Thora, Lily and Cherry had nothing directly to do with the start of this war. They are part of the backbone, the bedrock of Zion. I am proud to have these ladies stand by my side.”

Zach looks at Thora, Lily, Cherry and Ray with pride. He turns back to the camera with a smirk on his face.

Zachary Porter: “Xander. Bet you didn’t see Rayola being part of my team coming huh? I did say I was coming for your heart. Having your wife, should I say ex-wife, on our team makes what is about to happen tonight a whole lot sweeter. Game over, Xander. Don’t see how you’re going to recover from this.

Zach uses both his fingers to do the gun taunt as the scene fades to black.



There are a myriad of different emotions swirling about the locker room as TEAM Fillmore are getting set for their match against Zion’s chosen. Off to one side, Ryleigh is doing her best to get Xander’s mind on the match, the news about their former member being put on the opposing team still wearing on the young man. FM and Trixie are speaking as well, in between FM doing a little shadow boxing to warm herself up for the fight. Jansen is in her own little world, but her game face is definitely on. And, on his own, leaned against the far wall with his arms folded, is Damon Cross. One of the first to lead the retaliatory assault on Zion and the person responsible for rounding out the team by bringing in the dangerous Jansen Myrrh, he seems the calmest of NFW’s half-dozen. Not that there’s any dissension in the ranks, mind, but there is nervous energy abound. The Redeemer notes this, looking at each of his teammates in turn, and finally pushes off from the wall, clearing his throat to get their attention. Surprisingly, they do cease their conversations and preparations, turning his way. Giving it a moment, Cross starts to speak.

Damon Cross: I’m not going to insult anyone’s intelligence tonight. We all know why we’re here. There may be personal motives on top, but they are not the basis for this battle. What we’re fighting for now is NFW’s very existence. Certainly I don’t have to impress upon any of you how important that is?

Much murmuring and shaking of heads. Jansen, if possible, looks even more intense now. Ryleigh and Xander are getting amped up a bit, too. FM just smiles and nods, with Trixie doing the same next to her. Damon likewise smiles.

Damon Cross: In this business, disrespect is the ultimate sin. We’re here to collect Zion’s penance in our own special way. Now… I want to address something that I’ve heard too much of over social media in the past few weeks… and it concerns YOU, Xander.

Xander Fillmore: ”Wait, me?”

The young man turns to Damon, questioningly and perhaps a little worriedly. Ryleigh wears a similar expression and the others, including Jansen, are soon very much tuned in to Damon’s pontification.

Damon Cross: Yes. There’s not a lot of faith in you, at least among our foes. Considering the source, I tend to not put too much stock in the noise. It comes from Zion we’re talking about and we all know who helms that place. They’ll say or do anything to drive a wedge between us, including trying to play mind games by putting a former ally on their team to spite us. But, to put it bluntly, they don’t know who they’re screwing with. However, the point stands… emphasized by some of our own NFW faithful saying the same. Many of them? They’re saying you aren’t fit to lead this team.

Naturally, this makes Xander angry; he’s heard it too, after all, and it stings. Ryleigh does her best to calm him down but he makes himself chill, taking a breath before responding.

Xander Fillmore: They’re also saying that you should lead the group. That where this is goin’? Because I got no problem standing aside, Damon, out of respect. Whether I like it or not. And I don’t.

More murmurs from the others, with glances passing between Xander and Damon. But Cross shakes his head.

Damon Cross: No, I just wanted that out in the open, in front of everyone, so that it means even more when I say that I believe in you, Xander, and your ability to lead us to victory tonight.

Damon walks up and puts a hand firmly on the young man’s shoulder.

Damon Cross: You call the shots tonight. And we’ll make this victory happen. No matter what anyone else says.

That seems to spur the others on, and Xander, too. FM had been standing next to Trixie, also just leaning on the wall as she watched and chatted. Mostly speaking with Ryleigh and Trixie.

FM Young: Here’s an idea, how about we all stop giving a damn what anyone says? I personally don’t care who’s the leader. I’m already taking cues from everyone I can. It’s do or die time, this is bigger than all of us now. We’ve gotta go out there as one team. I believe in Xander too, but I’m not laying down gently either.

Jansen Myrrh:Were we supposed to be giving a fuck about what others are saying or something? I may have missed the goddamned memo. I agree with FM. Fuck what anyone says. Fuck the ones across the ring from us trying to take our goddamned jobs. Like them or don’t like them, I couldn’t give a fuck, but they gotta go down tonight and go down hard. We all work at this place and we want to keep working at this place, so we’re going to have to get our shit together.

Damon nods sagely to FM and Jansen’s comments.

Damon Cross: Because this way, we both rile them by letting them know their words don’t matter… and use their words as fuel for the fire. From the looks of all of you, I’d say we’re ready. So call it, fearless leader. Because I believe in Xander Fillmore.

And just like that, all eyes are on Fillmore.

Damon Cross: WE believe in Xander Fillmore. And in NFW.

Jansen Myrrh: Damn right. I didn’t show up for the fucking giggles. I showed up to kick some ass. So call the ball, Xander, and these fists will back you up.

FM Young: Same here! Zion doesn’t know who they’re screwing with!

Trixie Decker: I’m with Jansen. Let them talk all they want because it won’t damage us. We’re held together by something more important than their divide-and-conquer bullshit.

Ryleigh Ruin: Like I keep telling you…

Xander’s partner puts her hands on his shoulders, then his cheeks, making sure she has his full attention.

Ryleigh Ruin: ...we’ve got this. Everyone else in this room knows it. So, y’know, the only one who needs to start believing is you.

Xander Fillmore: You guys…

Damon steps up at this point, Xander turning his way.

Damon Cross: I want the man who stepped up to me and gave me a rough night in the ring for the World Heavyweight Championship leading us out there tonight. I want to see what he can do when respect goes out the window and he’s fighting for his livelihood and career. The Xander Fillmore who has many titles ahead of him in the future and a career to look back on with pride one day. You got it?

Xander Fillmore: Fuck yes. One thousand percent.

Ryleigh Ruin: Then let's do this thing!

Everyone gets their hands in the middle and it’s settled: Xander leads the way for Team FILLMORE with the others following him out of the locker room, ready to rumble.



Alex Lawson: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a 10 person Lucha House Rules elimination match… And it is your main event of the evening!!!

The screen goes black and the speakers silent as the lights go up in red and blue, both around the big screen and along the edge of the stage. Soft, deeply-pulsing notes start to bump through the speakers as the arena darkens a bit save for the red and blue, a spotlight shining up from beneath the stage at the ramp's apex. A voice begins to sing quietly to match the music.

"I won't just survive
Oh, you will see me thrive
Can't write my story
I'm beyond the archetype

I won't just conform
No matter how you shake my core
'Cause my roots they run deep, oh...
Ohhhhh…
Oh ye of so little faith….”

State of Mine’s “Rise” is underway as five figures step out of the darkened entryway to a chorus of boos from the loyal Zion fans. A few scattered cheers come from NFW loyalists that made it to the United Center that night. The lighting adjusts to reveal the five figures as the music shifts from Damon Cross’ entrance music of “Rise” right into FM Young’s music of “Helix” by Amaranthe. Standing on the stage are the five members of Team NFW looking focused and ready for a fight!!!! Together, the five march towards the ring.

Alex Lawson: Introducing first, representing New Frontier Wrestling!!! The team of…”That Bitch” JANSEN MYRRH…”The Little Monster” RYLEIGH RUIN…”The Peacemaker” XANDER FILLMORE…”The Tiger of NFW” FM YOUNG…and “The Redeemer” DAMON CROSS!!!!

One by one, Team NFW enters the ring, Young, Fillmore, Ruin and Myrrh all hit their poses on the corner while Cross stands at the center of the mat, planting his cane against the mat with his trademark smirk.

Nick Hanson: Check out that team, Winter!! Do they look ready or what?!

Winter Mae: I can give them that, but they gotta be ready for one hell of a fight about to come up…

The lights go out. The haunting ballad of “Lux Aeterna” begins to play. As the song plays the lights don’t come back on. The haunting ballad continues to play. Finally the fans are given relief as the lights in the arena come back to life. When they do, there’s a massive pop from the Zion fans as Team ZION stands on the stage. Zachary Porter standing in the center with his four team mates flanking him, two on each side. The Team Captain throws up his arms to the sides, getting the fans to go louder before they approach the ring.

Alex Lawson: Introducing their opponents…representing Zion Wrestling!! The team of…”The Walking Contradiction” CHERRY ADDAMS…”The Devil’s Little Angel” RAYOLA DAVINE…”The Mighty” THORA…LILY LOPEZ…and…ZACHARY PORTER!!!

Team Zion gets up onto the apron and inside the ring as the music crescendos. As Zachary Porter takes center stage in the ring, he and Xander Fillmore find themselves in an intense staredown. Porter’s attention shifts to Damon Cross and the two start to point at each other, talking some trash from afar under the music. Meanwhile, Rayola Davine comes to stand in the center of the ring and stares daggers at both Xander Fillmore and Ryleigh Ruin. They stare right back at her, still looking confused and hurt. Rayola just stares back at them with disgust and makes a big display of turning her back on them as she heads over to her team’s corner, followed by Zachary Porter to get the match started.

Winter Mae: You can cut the tension there with a knife, Nick Hanson!

Nick Hanson: I never thought I’d see the day where Rayola Davine stood on opposite sides of the ring from TRIOCS but here we are! And she could be partially responsible for putting New Frontier out of business!

Winter Mae: Sounds like you may be a little sour at her.

Nick Hanson:I mean…I try to stay objective but…I kinda love my job, Ms. Mae.

Winter Mae: Completely understand, Nick. And it looks like this match is gonna kick off with Ruin and Addams!! Main event! Night 1!!! Here we go!!!



The bell sounds and Ryleigh and Cherry are starting things off for both of their teams. The two of them lock up, but Cherry is quick to force Ryleigh into a corner and when she breaks, she delivers a forearm to the side of Ryleigh’s face. Cherry pulls Ryleigh out of the corner and she delivers a series of European uppercuts before taking her down with a heel trip. Cherry picks
Ryleigh back up to her feet and sends her into the ropes. Ryleigh comes off the ropes and she telegraphs a backdrop and Ryleigh delivers a kick to the shoulder. Ryleigh then grabs Cherry and delivers a series of kicks to the legs of Cherry before she delivers an arm wrench slam to Cherry. She drags Cherry to her corner and tags Xander into the match. Xander and Ryleigh pick Cherry up and then the two of them deliver a double vertical suplex before hitting a double elbow drop. Ryleigh gets out of the ring as Xander goes for a cover.

1…

2…

Kickout!

Xander picks Cherry up and he goes for a delayed vertical suplex, but Cherry delivers a few well placed knees to the top of his head and drops down to her feet before she stumbles into her corner and Rayola tags herself in. The crowd can’t help but show some intrigue as the former member of TRIOCS steps into the ring and gets right into the face of the leader of the group and has a few choice words for him before she just loads up and delivers a slap that echoes throughout the arena right to his jaw that sends Xander stumbling back a few steps. Rayola grins as she charges and takes him down to the mat before delivering a series of forearms and then rolling off of him and tagging Zachary into the match.

Nick Hanson: And now the two leaders of their respective teams are about to face off.

Winter Mae: Now this is going to be good

Zachary pulls Xander up to his feet and immediately the two of them start to exchange strikes with Xander slowly starting to get the better of the exchange before he delivers a spinning backfist that staggers Zachary back. Xander grabs him and lifts him into a powerbomb position, but Zachary is able to counter it into a rollup!

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2…

3…

Alex Lawson: Xander Fillmore has been eliminated!

Winter Mae: And Zion takes the early advantage here!

Nick Hanson: What a shocking elimination here early on in the match! NFW is down five to four!

Jansen now comes into the match and she just squares right up with Zachary and delivers a hard right hand to the jaw. Zachary stumbles back a few steps as Jansen just looks at him and flips him a double bird. As this is happening, THORA has her hand out, begging for a tag from Zachary. Zachary turns around and tags her into the match. Thora and Jansen lock up and Thora forces Jansen into the ropes. The ref calls for a break and Thora backs off, but as she does, Jansen pokes Thora in the eyes before she delivers a headbutt that knocks Thora to the mat. Jansen goes for a quick cover.

1…

Thora gets her shoulder up. Jansen picks Thora up and she drags her over to the NFW corner with Ryleigh having her hand stretched out, but Jansen flips her off and tags Damon into the match. Damon comes in and he grabs Thora before he delivers a snap suplex on her. He picks Thora up and he goes for a Dragonfire DDT, but Thora is able to counter out of it and she delivers discus forearm smash before following it up with a butterfly suplex on Damon. She picks Damon up and sends him into the ropes, Damon rebounds off the ropes and she delivers a rolling elbow followed up by a jumping enziguri that drops Damon to the mat. Thora immediately goes for a cover.

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2…

Kickout!

Thora picks Damon up and she looks to deliver Point Break, but Damon is able to catch her foot and pull her in and delivers a belly to belly overhead throw that almost sends Thora out of the ring. Damon walks over and picks Thora up before he finally delivers a Dragonfire DDT and he goes for a cover.

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2…

Zachary dives in and makes the save for his team. He gets back out of the ring as Damon grabs Thora and picks her up and delivers a lungblower before he grabs Thora and he delivers Weight of the World on her and goes for the cover.

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2…

3!

Alex Lawson: Thora has been eliminated!

Winter Mae: Thora was my pick to go all the way for Zion!

Nick Hanson: And now, we’re back to four on four!

Damon gets up and he tags Ryleigh back into the match and everyone on Team Zion looks at Rayola who steps back into the ring. Rayola doesn’t waste any time as she charges right at Ryleigh and she drives her into the corner. Rayola delivers a series of shoulder tackles before backing up and charging in and delivering a corner splash. Rayola grabs Ryleigh and she tags Lily into the match for the first time. Lily comes in and the two of them send Ryleigh into the ropes and deliver a double clothesline. Lily grabs Ryleigh and picks her up as she delivers a reverse DDT. She then climbs up to the top rope and she goes for a moonsault, but Ryleigh gets her knees up and drives them into the midsection of Lily. Ryleigh gets back up to her feet where she grabs Lily and delivers German suplex on Lily before she delivers Gyrate for Me and goes for a cover.

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2…

Kickout!

Ryleigh looks shocked as she picks Lily back up and she goes for a spinning heel kick, but Lily is able to avoid it and she immediately follows it up with DDT to Ryleigh before she looks back at Rayola and tags her back into the match. Rayola comes in and she picks Ryleigh up and she delivers a roundhouse kick to Ryleigh before she delivers Sunspot. Rayola goes for the cover.

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2…

Kickout!

Rayola picks Ryleigh up and she goes for a DDT, but Ryleigh is able to counter out of it and she goes One Bad Day, but Rayola is able to flip out of it and deliver the DDT on Ryleigh before she climbs to the top rope and she delivers Devine Ray on Ryleigh and hooks the leg.

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2…

3!

Alex Lawson: Ryleigh Ruin has been eliminated!

Nick Hanson: Ryleigh was just taken out by her former teammate!

Winter Mae: I’m sure that had to feel good for Rayola.

As Ryleigh rolls out of the ring, FM comes in and she takes Rayola down from behind before getting into a mount and delivering rights and lefts to her. FM picks Rayola up and grabs the wrist before Rayola immediately breaks the grip of FM and tags Lily back into the match. Lily slingshots over the top rope and she squares right up to the former NFW Undisputed Champion, not backing down at all. FM looks at Lily before just shoving her away, but Lily comes back and delivers a slap across the face of FM who doesn’t seem to take too kindly to that. FM grabs Lily by the wrist and pulls her in for a short arm forearm smash. She pulls Lily back in and delivers a clothesline this time while maintaining wrist control on Lily. She brings Lily back to her feet and delivers a second clothesline and repeats with a third before she finally grabs Lily and delivers a tiger suplex on her.

FM grabs Lily and pulls her back up to her feet before she goes for a cutter, but Lily is able to shove her off. Lily follows up with a satellite DDT and both women are down on the mat. Lily tries to crawl towards her corner, but FM grabs her by the ankle. FM tries to hold on, but Lily delivers a mule kick to FM to free herself as she leaps and tags Zachary into the match. Zachary comes into the ring and drops FM with a clothesline and another and a third before he picks FM up and delivers a German suplex. He picks FM up and sends her into a neutral corner before charging in and delivering a boot right to the face. Zachary pulls FM out of the corner and goes for a cover.

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Kickout!

Zachary grabs FM and drags her over to his corner where he tags in Cherry. Cherry comes back into the match and picks FM up, Cherry lifts FM up and delivers a brainbuster on her, but she doesn’t doesn’t go for the cover. Cherry picks FM back up and this time, she looks to deliver The Circuit Breaker, but FM is able to counter out of it and deliver Man-Machine interface! FM grabs Cherry and lifts her up onto her shoulders before she delivers Heart of the Phoenix and she goes for the cover.

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Alex Lawson: Cherry Addams has been eliminated!

Winter Mae: And now it’s tied right back up.

Nick Hanson: This match has been back and forth with no team getting a clear advantage right now.

FM gets up to one knee as Rayola comes back in. The former TRIOCS member and one of the newest TRIOCS members now facing off in the ring. Rayola charges in and goes right for a running knee strike, but FM is able to dodge it and grab Rayola and roll her up.

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Rayola gets back up to her feet and she grabs FM and brings her to her feet. Rayloa delivers a splt legged facebuster on FM before she climbs to the top rope and she goes for a diving splash, but FM is able to roll out of the way and Rayola crashes into the mat. Both women are down and they begin to crawl towards their corners. Both women make the tags, FM to Jansen and Rayola to Lily. Both women come in and Jansen takes Lily down with a clothesline and then another before hitting a headbutt on Lily and dropping her one last time. Jansen hits the ropes and delivers a senton splash on Lily before she goes for the cover.

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Jansen picks Lily up, but she breaks free from Jansen and hits the ropes before leaping and delivering a crossbody to Jansen. Lily then uses the ropes to springboard and delivers a moonsault on Jansen. Lily then climbs to the top rope and waits for Jansen to get to her feet. Once she does, Lily leaps off the top rope and delivers another crossbody to Jansen and this time, goes for a cover.

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Lily looks a little shocked, but she doesn’t quit as she climbs back up to the top rope and she looks for the Lily Pad, but Jansen gets to her feet and hits the ropes, causing Lily to lose her balance on the turnbuckle. Jansen climbs to the middle turnbuckle and grabs Lily before she delivers a superplex on her. Jansen doesn’t stop there though as she takes Lily and she delivers the Myrrh-driver and hooks the leg.

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Alex Lawson: Lily Lopez has been eliminated!

Nick Hanson: And now NFW has the advantage for the first time in this match!

Winter Mae: It’s three to two in favor of NFW now. This doesn’t look good for Zion.

Zachary Porter comes back into the match and Jansen turns back and tags Damon in. Damon comes in and he and Zachary just start trading punches right in the middle of the ring. The crowd is split between the two of them as they just keep delivering forearm after forearm then chop after chop, neither one of them backing down from this slugfest. Finally though, Zachary delivers a knee to the midsection of Damon, doubling him over. Zachary follows it up with a DDT before he goes for a cover.

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Damon rolls towards the ropes, but Zachary charges in and delivers a baseball slide dropkick to Damon that sends him to the floor. Zachary reaches out and tags Rayola who climbs to the to rope and she delivers a flying crossbody onto Damon out on the floor. Rayola grabs Damon and rolls him back into the ring before she slides in and delivers Sunspot to Damon before she goes for a cover.

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Rayola picks Damon up and she goes for a roundhouse kick, but Damon is able to duck it and he delivers a lungblower on Rayola. Both competitors are on the mat, motionless as the count begins on them.

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Both Rayola and Damon begin to move and Damon leaps and makes the tag to FM while Rayola makes the tag to Zachary! Zachary comes in and takes FM down with a sling blade before following it up with a running senton. Zachary picks FM up and sends her into the corner. He charges in, delivering a leaping corner splash that squashes FM and she drops into a seated position there. Zachary backs up to his corner where Rayola tags herself in and Zachary charges in and delivers a face wash boot right across the face of FM before dragging her out from the corner and Rayola leaps off the top rope and she delivers Divine Ray on FM before hooking the leg.

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Alex Lawson: FM Young has been eliminated!

Winter Mae: That’s two TRIOCS members eliminated by Rayola Divine in this match! And she just pinned a former NFW champion.

Nick Hanson: And more importantly, she tied things up once again for Zion in this match.

Rayola gets to her feet as Jansen comes back into the match. She charges Rayola and just bullrushes her into the corner. Jansen then delivers a series of shoulders to the midsection of Rayola before backing up and charging in, delivering a corner splash. She pulls Rayola out of the corner and hits the ropes, delivering a senton splash on Rayola. Jansen picks her up and delivers a series of three high back suplexes before she picks Rayola up and delivers the Myrrh-driver and goes for the cover.

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Zachary dives in and makes the save at the very last second!

Damon comes in now and charges at Zachary who backs towards the ropes and pulls down the bottom rope, sending Damon out to the floor. Zachary then slingshots over the top rope and delivers a plancha on Damon, sending him crashing to the floor. Inside the ring, Jansen has Rayola up to her feet and she goes for a lariat from hell, but Rayola is able to duck and hit the ropes as Jansen does the same and the two of them collide in the middle with a pair of crossbodies. Both women lay on the mat as Zachary and Damon make it back up to their corners and urge their partners to make a tag. Both women eventually make the tag as Damon and Zachary come in and start right back up where they left off with a brawl.

The two of them go back and forth once again, but this time, Damon begins to get the advantage and he eventually delivers a Greco-Roman throw on Zachary before he grabs him and goes for an armbar right away. Zachary though is able to scramble to the ropes quickly to force a break from Damon. Damon breaks the hold and steps back as Zachary gets to his feet. Zachary charges in, but Damon is able to take him back down to the mat and then lock in a Boston Crab. Damon sits back on the hold as Zachary reaches out for the ropes. He’s asked if he wants to give up, but he refuses. Zachary scratches and claws towards the ropes and he finally makes it, grabbing onto the bottom rope.

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Damon finally releases the hold as he picks Zachary back up to his feet and he looks to deliver a White Thunder Bomb, but Zachary is able to counter it into a rollup.

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Zachary gets up to his feet as does Damon and Zachary delivers a few knife edge chops before he delivers a slingblade to Damon. Zachary then climbs to the top rope and he delivers a Meteora to Damon before going for a cover.

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Jansen dives in and makes the save.

Rayola comes in, only to be met with a headbutt by Jansen followed up by a high angle back suplex before Zachary is there to deliver a slingblade to her that sends her out of the ring. Zachary then turns his attention back to Damon as he gets to his feet. Zachary grabs Damon and he delivers Porter’s House before he climbs up to the top rope and he delivers Paradise Lost on Damon and goes for the cover.

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Alex Lawson: Damon Cross has been eliminated!

Winter Mae: All that’s left for NFW his Jansen Myrrh

Nick Hanson: I don’t like the odds with it being two on one.

Zachary rolls out of the ring and grabs Jansen and rolls her into the ring. Rayola makes it back up to her corner as Zachary rolls back into the ring and tags her in. Rayola comes into the match and climbs up to the top rope as she looks for Divine Ray one more time, but Jansen gets her knees up and drives them into the midsection of Rayola.

Jansen uses the ropes to get back up to her feet before charging in and delivering, dropping Zachary down to the floor. She then turns her attention back to Rayola as she picks the woman up and delivers a lariat from Hell to which she immediately follows it up with a Myrrh-driver and hooks the leg.

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Alex Lawson: Rayola Divine has been eliminated!

Winter Mae: It’s one on one now for the coveted point to close out night one of Invasion!

Nick Hanson: This match will help carry momentum on either side heading into tomorrow night where everything will be decided.

As Jansen gets up to her feet and turns around, Zachary is on the top rope and he launches himself, delivering a missile dropkick to Jansen. Zachary picks Jansen up and sends her into the corner. He charges in and delivers Cowboy Up to Jansen before pulling her out of the corner and going for a cover.

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Jansen gets her shoulder up at the last moment to keep her alive in the match! Zachary looks shocked as he double checks with the referee. As he does, Jansen grabs him and sends him into the corner. She goes over plants her boot right into his throat and starts to choke him. She breaks on the count of four and struts around the ring as Zachary coughs and tries to catch his breath. As the ref is checking on him, Jansen walks over to the opposite corner and starts to untie the turnbuckle pad. The ref turns around and sees this and Janes stops halfway through and holds up her hands. The ref goes back over to start tying it back up and Jansen immediately delivers a low blow to Zachary before planting him with a DDT and going for a cover as she yells at the ref to come over and count. The ref turns and scrambles into position.

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Zachary gets his shoulder up and Jansen can’t believe it. She begins to argue with the ref and even pushes them and gets a warning not to put her hands on them. She flips the ref off and turns around, right into a schoolboy by Zachary.

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Zachary picks Jansen up and he delivers Porter’s House to Jansen before he climbs back up to the top rope and he leaps, hitting Jansen with Paradise Lost and hooking the leg.

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Alex Lawson: Jansen Myrrh has been eliminated and the winner of the match, Zachary Porter!

Winter Mae: And to close out Night One, Zion takes the lead in the points standings!

Nick Hanson: This isn’t good for NFW, coming into Night Two having to come from behind. If Zion has it’s way, I’ll be out of a job.

Winter Mae: I’ll put in a good word with Kai for you, Nick. I like you.

Nick Hanson: Well, that’s all for tonight, folks. Join us tomorrow night on NFW All Access as Night Two of Invasion comes to you live!

Winter Mae: See you tomorrow folks!

WINNERS: TEAM PORTER
TONIGHT’S FINAL SCORE
Zion: 6 NFW:3