
{After the opening video trauma explodes onto the screen as we go to ringside.}
Preston Marshall: Welcome fans, we have a great show for you tonight and we're not wasting any time here.
Jaymie Boone: Yeap, welcome to Trauma, our first match is coming right at you.
Preston Marshall: The debut of Steve Marlay here should be a good one.
I Made It" sounds throughout the arena and the crowd lift the roof as Steve Marlay strolls out from behind the curtain onto the ramp. He acknowledges the crowd response with a nod and smirk before starting his walk down the ramp, along the way he slaps hands with a few fans and just generally interacts with them. Upon reaching the ring he slides under the bottom rope and wonders towards one of the far turnbuckles, he climbs it and poses for the crowd, which those in attendance great with a positively defeaning chorus of "MAR.....LAY...MAR....LAY". Steve then jumps down and gets ready for action.
Jaymie Boone: And here is the newcomer Steve Marlay.
Preston Marshall: Very popular with the fans already.
NOW YOU"RE A MAN By DVDA Begins to play, as the lights go out, as Bukkake Man comes running down to the ring, he however trips and rolls all the way to the ring, before kicking up, he crawls onto the apron, and gets into the ring, before SHAKING THE ROPES AS HE GRUNTS AND SNARLS.
Preston Marshall: We haven't seen Bukkake Man since Sovereign where he defeated Damien Collins.
Jaymie Boone: And it was a fairly impressive win.
The Bell Rings.
Ding
Ding
Steve Marlay and Bukkake Man lock up in the centre of the ring, as they grapple for position. However, using his weight advantage Steve uses his strength to push Bukkake man into the corner as referee Norman Defoe forces Steve to break his hold.
Steve backs away giving Bukkake Man breathing space, however, as Bukkake Man walks out of the corner, he suprises Steve with the "THE END OF ALL REALITY" and goes for a cover.
1..
Kickout...
Preston Marshall: Wow Bukkake Man trying to get a early pin fall here.
Bukkake Man gets up and heads over to the ropes and starts shaking them, as he doesn't see Steve get up off the mat and hits a dropkick of his own to the back of Bukkake Man, who in turn flies over the top rope to the floor.
Jaymie Boone: Steve with a dropkick of his own.
Preston Marshall: Very impressive.
Steve looks down at Bukkake Man from inside the ring and waits for him to stand.
As Bukkake Man stands, Steve hits a springboard crossbody to the outside onto Bukkake Man before rolling off Bukkake Man before getting up and catching his breath before picking up Bukkake Man and throwing him back into the ring.
Preston Marshall: Steve showing that he can fly.
As Steve gets back into the ring and gets to his feet, he hits a neckbreaker on Bukkake Man who had been on his feet less than five seconds.
Steve looks down at Bukkake Man, before picking him up and hits Four Of a Kind.
Jaymie Boone: Steve showing his strength here.
Before finally setting up The Royal Flush and goes for the pin.
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2...
3...
Preston Marshall: Steve Marley wins.
Jaymie Boone: A very impressive debut for Steve Marley.
-[COMMERCIAL BREAK]-
Preston Marshall: Now that we're all warmed up, time for the ladies to step the action up a notch.
Jaymie Boone: I'm a little bit above warm..
Preston Marshall: Steve Marlay do it for you?
Jaymie Boone: No, it was Bu... wait.. yes, Steve Marlay!
Preston Marshall: Ooooook..
{The lights in the arena start to twinkle with a hot pink hue to signal the start of 'The Ultimate Fling' by Poets of the fall. Kathleen Conway appears on the stage with a hand on her right hip, she continues to walk down to the ramp with a smile on her face. She gets to the ring and climbs on to the apron with her back to the ropes, she drops to one knee. She holds onto the ropes behind her as she flips her hair to the side before standing up and climbing through the middle rope into the ring. She walks to the middle and flips her hair again with a hand on her hip as the lights return to normal and the music fades.}
Preston Marshall: Kat Conway has been on nCw screens for longer than most people think, but now instead of just being the wife of a wrestler, she is one herself.
Jaymie Boone: Had to jump into the mix, eventually.
Preston Marshall: Right.
{As Selena's "Como La Flor" blares out of the speakers, a smoothly-moving, yet energetic silhouette appears in the shadows...Just as Rosa emerges, the we hear the announcer}
Amber Ashe: From Nuevo Laredo, Mexico, weighing in at 130 lbs...ROSAAAA DE OOOOOROOOOOOO!
{Rosa runs out blowing besos to all the crowd before giving one lucky dude one on the forehead. After that she pumps up the crowd while she enters the ring!}
Preston Marshall: Rosa de Oro comes highly touted from a women's federation, and always brings the fight to her opponant.
Jaymie Boone: And she's French!
Preston Marshall: ....uhhh what?
{Kat and Rosa circle each other, then lock up in the center of the ring. Rosa locks in an side wristlock, twisting it around, then slipping behind Kat. Kat lashes out with an elbow, but the masked Rosa nimble dodges away. Rosa releases the hold, pushing Kat forward. Kat bounces off the ropes, and turns, but Rosa is ready with a drop toehold. Quickly she is back on the offensive, locking in a headlock. Kat fights her way to her feet, but Rosa only wrenches down harder.}
Preston Marshall: Rosa taking advantage, using her elevated speed to stay one step ahead.
Jaymie Boone: Or is it one step behind..
Preston Marshall: Maybe.. wait.. what?
{Kat grabs Rosa around the waist, lifting her for a belly to back suplex, but Rosa refuses to release her grip. Kat struggles back to her feet, fighting to keep concious from the lack of blood flow to her head. Kat musters the strength, letting go with a release belly to back suplex. Rosa does a full 360 in the air, landing on her feet. Only to get kicked in the stomach, then taken over with a snapmare. Rosa lands hard, sitting up, and receives a stiff follow up kick to the back, then Kat is off quick, rebounding off the ropes for a diving front dropkick into the masked face of Rosa de Oro.}
Preston Marshall: Kathleen showing she can hold her own, and throw a little vicious flare in for good measure.
Jaymie Boone: Or is that fleer.
Preston Marshall: That's not even a word.
{Kat makes the cover. 1...2.. Kickout at 2.}
Preston Marshall: Near fall for teh cat there.
Jaymie Boone: That's not a word either!
Preston Marshall: ......que?
{Kat lifts Rosa to her feet, irish whipping her across the ring. Rosa ducks under the clothesline attempt, rebounding again to slide under a second. Kat turns, right into a vicious elbow to the face, then Rosa drops down for a jawbuster. Kat stays on her feet, staggered, and Rosa leaps over the ropes onto the apron. She springboards in, catching Kat for a La Nina hurricanrana, but Kat suddenly dashes forward, slamming Rosa back first into the turnbuckle, then placing the Luchador seated on the top turnbuckle.}
Preston Marshall: Well scouted counter there, Rosa had her in sight for a devastating move and Kat managed to escape.
Jaymie Boone: Like.. well.. a cat..
Preston Marshall: Least that one made sense this time.
{Kat backs off, measuring it up. Then dashes forward and drops into a handstand, wrapping her legs around the neck of Rosa and pulling her down with the Katisfaction! Kat reached over for the cover. 1...2... Kickout at 2!}
Preston Marshall: Rosa's not done yet, but she needs to get a good offensive move in right now to get back in this one.
Jaymie Boone: Or she can not..
Preston Marshall: ...Really...
{Kat lifts Rosa to her feet, and Rosa comes to life, assailing her with right hands. Rosa pops to her feet, springing off the second rope and flying through the air with a cross body. Kat scouts the move dropping down and rolling under it. Rosa lands hard on the mat, managing to get her feet under her and standing, but she turns right into the arms of Kat, who lifts her up and plants her down with a Kat Nap! (Voodoo Drop)}
Preston Marshall: That could spell disaster right there!
{Kat with the cover. 1....2...3!!!}
Preston Marshall: Kat Conway with the win! She seems to be on a roll lately in nCw.
Jaymie Boone: Better than being on a rock..
Preston Marshall: Well, at least that one sort of made sense. We'll be right back.
The Ace: See you around, kid...
Marlay: I don't doubt it
The Ace and Kathy walk off, hand in hand as Steve looks on with a clear smile on his face.
-[COMMERCIAL BREAK]-
Preston Marshall: Welcome back fans, well this next match should be an interesting one.
Jaymie Boone: Interesting isn't the word I would use there... more like.. ridiculous.
Preston Marshall: Six person tag team match, featuring Hexx and Mimic back together but with Happy there at the same time...
{The team of The Internationals and Ricky Johnson come to the ring.}
{Magically Delicious and Mr. Happy come to the ring.}
Preston marshall: Here we go... looks like it's Ricky Johnson and Hexx.
{The match begins with Ricky charging right at Hexx and blasting him with a diving forarm. Hexx turns over and gets back up where Johnson kicks him in the stomach. Johnson sprints to the ropes, bounces off and comes back with a spinning neck breaker! Hexx hits hard, rolls over but tries to get back to his feet, but Ricky is already there blasts Hexx with a low dropkick to the face. Ricky grabs Hexx and brings him to his feet, Ricky whips Hexx into the ropes, Hexx bounces off and Ricky catches him with the STO. Ricky goes to the corner and tags in Bushido.}
Preston Marshall: Looks like Ricky has had enough of stomping on Hexx for a while.
Jaymie Boone: These poor guys hav eto be in the ring with him...
{Bushido comes rushing into the ring, Hexx is getting up and Bushido nails him with a spinning head scissors that topples Hexx and sends him flipping to the mat. Bushido jumps back up, he spins as Hexx is leaning up to his knees and blasts him right in the face with a stiff kick. Bushido heads to the top rope, climbs up and comes off with the RIP CORD! Bushido makes the cover 1...2...3! Hexx rolls out of the ring.}
Jaymie Boone: Well that was fast...
Preston Marshall: Well you can't blame them for wanting to get this over with can you?
{The Internationals and Ricky Johnson have their arms raised in victory. Johnson rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp to the back. The internationals are suddenly clocked in the back with steel chairs from Mimic and Mr. Happy! The internationals fall forward and Happy begins clapping and jumping up and down... Happily.}
Preston Marshall: What in the hell are they doing!?
Jaymie Boone: Looks like they're beating the hell out of these two.
Preston Marshall: Thanks for the insight Jaymie.
{Mimic grabs El Dragon and lifts him back up and hits the MIMICER onto the steel chair... aka: El Dragon's Dragon's Wings! Happy grabs Bushido and slings him to the outside as Hexx slides back into the ring and begins climbing the turnbuckles.}
Preston Marshall: Oh no.. what is this...
Jaymie Boone: Not looking good...
{Mimic slides out of the ring and grabs a table, Happy lifts Bushido and puts him on it as Hexx gets into place and nails a MOONSAULT!? Crushing Bushido through the table!}
Preston Marshall: Holy crap! You See that Jaymie!?
Jaymie Boone: I don't know what their issues are, but this is a crazy turn of events!
Preston Marshall: I don't know what have gotten into Magically Dilicious but it looks like they might have gotten Mimic as a lackey.
Jaymie Boone: Well is he good for something I guess.... Just took a while to figure it out.
There are stage hands unpacking metal boxes of cords and extra stage lights and leisurely chatting. A few NCW undercard wrestlers are meandering about, stretching and hoping they'll get a chance to see some ring action. Steve"ACE"Marlay is chatting in the area to a couple of agents, he's still in his wrestling gear but has thrown on a t-shirt that reads "Only one ACE in the wrestling pack". Eventually he turns to head towards his locker room, when a pair of feet are heard approaching him. Steve glances over his shoulder and lets out a small smirk as The Ace approaches him.
The Ace: Man, its almost like looking in a mirror
Marlay: Isn't my hair a bit too tidy?
The Ace: And a bit too dark...
Marlay: I'm probably not quite thin enough on top either mate.
The Ace: Give it a few weeks around here.
Marlay: Yeah I don't doubt it.
The Ace: You know with that t-shirt on, you're going to give the marketing boys a real problem, not to mention the blatent false advertising...I could sue...
Marlay smiles.
Marlay: Wouldn't it be easier to just buy one?
The Ace: I'll play you for it...how does poker sound? Loser has to wear the winner's t-shirt for a week?
Marlay: But I only have one card up my sleeve, how about you?
The Ace smiles, not giving much away as a practiced poker player.
The Ace: I like your style, kid...
Marlay: Kid? A bit patronising aimed at a guy with a decade in the business aint it mate?
Marlay returns the smile whilst clearly enjoying the banter.
The Ace: You realise around here, you ain't nothin' till you done somethin', right? I don't make the rules...kid...
The Ace is clearly enjoying teasing Marlay at this point.
Marlay: Isn't that what I said earlier this week? Or is it that the ability to hear is fading away... old timer?
Marlay smirks and still seems quite happy verbally trading with The Ace.
The Ace: I'm sorry, What?
The Ace smirks as he cups his ear.
Marlay: I said... Kathleen is behind you buddy?
The Ace spins round to indeed find his wife standing behind him.
The Ace: Oh hi, honey....this is Steve 'A card' Marlay
Marlay: Nice to meet you, I suggest you look after this guy. I believe he's going a bit senile.
Kathy smiles at Steve.
Kathy: Oh I know, I've been looking after him for three years already...
The Ace looks mockingly offended, but the couple share a knowing smile between each other, telling Steve they had been together a long time and were very comfortable and happy in their relationship, something Steve possibly envied.
Marlay: Ace you're a lucky man... look after this one. Three years and she still puts up with ya.
Kathy: Well I have a match, come along dear...
The Ace shakes Marlay's hand.
-[COMMERCIAL BREAK]-
Preston Marshall: And now it's time for our Main Event! This is going to be an interesting match...
Jaymie Boone: Only because that bitch Allyson turned on her brother twice now.... how could she do something like that to somebody so dreamy!?
Preston Marshall: I believe Chris is married.
Jaymie Boone: Well then screw both of them then!
{Thunderstruck by AC/DC plays as Allyson and Spike make their way to the ring as a team. They slide in to the boos of the fans, but don't notice them.}
{Chris Gardner's theme blares as up as the crowd gets excited now. He and Mercedes come out as a unit and run to the ring, sliding in. They wait in their corner as they decide who stars off the match.}
Jaymie Boone: Well it looks like it will be Spike and Chris kicking this match off.
Preston Marshall: These two have different syles, taking different approaches to matches but are both two of the very best... obviously by Spike Kane being in the Hall of Fame.
{Gardner goes to start the match with a simple lock up, but Spike jumps on him in a Thez press and goes to town with right hands. After ten shots he stands up, waiting for Gardner to get to his feet. Gardner stands up, Spike locks him from behind and goes for a German Suplex, but Gardner rolls back through and nails a Russian Leg Sweep on Spike. Gardner is up quick, bouncing off the ropes for a Lionsault, but Spike leaps to his feet catching Gardner mid backflip and slamming him down with a shoulder breaker! Spike steps back and waits for Gardner to get to his feet, Spike stomps the mat and is looking for his BLOODY SUNDAY as Gardner stands back up, but Gardner ducks under the kick, spritns to the ropes and bounces back with the SPEAR! Gardner goes for the cover 1... but Ally is already there to break up the pin attempt!}
Jaymie Boone: Oh Ally was making sure that wasn't even close....
Preston Marshall: You can clearly see the divide between this brother/sister pair with that one... she wasn't even going to let it come close.
Jaymie Boone: Yeah, looks like Spike is confused as he was prepared to kick.
{Gardner sits on top of Spike, grabs him by the head and begins smashing him with right hand punch followed by left handed blows. After several shots he finally lets go and pushes himself back to his feet. He grabs Spike by the arm and pulls him up where he whips him hard into the corner. Spike appears to be staggering out, but is suddenly pancaked by the charging body attack from Gardner. Gardner steps back as Spike comes staggering out of the corner. Gardner grabs him like a somoan drop but Spike spins out of it and comes behind Gardner with the reverse DDT! Spike jumps back to his feet now, he waits as Gardner is slowly making his way back to his feet, Spike stomps the mat again, Gardner is up... and BLOODY SUNDAY! Spike quickly goes for the cover now 1...2..but Gardner just gets the shoulder up!}
Preston Marshall: Almost there... Spike was close to putting this one away.
Jaymie Boone: Gardner better watch out for that... Spike can hit those out of nowhere.
{Gardner is slowly getting back to his feet but Spike heads to the corner and tags Allyson into the match, Mercedes wastes no time just jumping over the top rope and sprinting at Allyson as Chris rolls out of the ring. Mercedes and Allyson meet in the middle of the ring with a lockup, which Allyson quickly spins out of and takes Mercedes by the arm and twists it until Mercedes falls flat on her back on the mat. Mercedes rolls over and back to her feet where Allyson leaps up and goes for a drop kick, but Mercedes side steps it and Allyson falls flat on her back instead. When Allyson gets to her feet Mercedes grabs Rob by the arm and irish whips her no gives her a short arm clothesline that sends Allyson flat to her back. Mercedes pulls Gardner to her feet, Gardner takes a wild swing at Merc but Vargas ducks it, grabs her and hist he STO backbreaker, Mercedes goes to transition it into her CORTINA ROJA but Allyson reaches out and grabs the referee by his collar.}
Preston Marshall: what is she doing?
Jaymie Boone: Looks like she's making sure she doesn't get pulled over into that move.
{The referee fights and jerks as Ally grabs him and pulls on him to stop the move, finally she shoves him away, spins around and decks Vargas right in the mouth. Chris Gardner doesn't like what he's seeing and jumps into the ring and grabs his sister by the shoulder.}
Presotn Marshall: Looks like Chris is going to have a little talk with his little sister.
Jaymie Boone: Good for him.
{Allyson turns around, see's chris trying to reason with her then suddenly flies back like she's been shot in the chest as the referee turns around to see Chris there, Allyson on the ground in pain, and begins ringing for the bell!}
Preston Marshall: What!?
Jaymie Boone: Looks like Allyson just pulled on over on her brother! Spike and Ally win by DQ!
PrestoN Marshall: Look at Chris's face.. he's shocked...
Jaymie Boone: Can you blame him?
{Spike laughs and jumps off the apron as Allyson rolls out of the ring still hamming it up. Vargas gets on a knee and looks furious and Chris is on the inside still in disbelief as we fade away.}