Date: Saturday, August 28th, 2010
Location: Tingley Coliseum; Albuquerque, New Mexico
Main Event: Zelda Knite vs. Maria De La Rosa
Notes: It's going to be another exciting week of Trauma action as we see Sephiroth Du Lac taking on Falcon and we see Zelda Knite put her Women's World title on the line in the main event.
Commentators: Simon Daye & Preston Marshall
Theme: "Blind Man" by Black Stone Cherry
{Blind Man by Black Stone Cherry blares throughout the arena before we are taken to Simon and Preston ready to call the Trauma wrestling action.}
Simon Daye: Welcome to Trauma! We're the real number one show, we just let them pretend.
Preston Marshall: We certainly to do Simon... and just look at the opener...
Simon Daye: That's right! Falcon takes on Sephiroth Du Lac in the opener... this is gonna set a high standard for the rest of the show.
MATCH ONE
Sephiroth Du Lac vs. Falcon
Singles Match
{The lights dim to a deep crimson red as the house lights go out. "Lies" by Evanescence begins to play as smoke covers the stage. Two sets of candelabras sit on either side of the entrance way and suddenly as the music hits it's mark a lightning effect strikes the stage and suddenly the candles on the candelabra all light at once and Sephiroth du Lac rises from under the stage mist. He holds a glass chalice filled with red liquid and carries his trademark cane. When he fully rises he waits and from behind the curtain behind him walks Maria. She embraces him and gives him a quick kiss before they begin to walk down the rampway. He slowly smirks and drinks from his chalice as he stares coldly at his opponent and the crowd while Maria waves happily to the people. When they reach ringside he kisses her and leaves her at ringside before he climbs the stairs and wipes his feet before stepping in the ring. Once in he removes his coat and drapes it over the top ring rope he also sets his cane and chalice down before standing still and staring darkly at his opponent as the lights raise to normal.}
Simon Daye: Looks like Seph wasn't coming out to the ring alone.
Preston Marshall: Question is.. does he really want Maria to be that close to the action?
Simon Daye: I think she can handle herself.
{"Cranking the Sirens" by Soilwork begins to play, and Falcon comes out from behind the curtain. No animated hype, no running around, he simply walks to the ring, his face lean and determined. He stops in front of the ring, him and Seph staring daggers at each other. Then Falcons face slowly turns to Maria. Then he makes the cutthroat death motion. She hisses and steps forward, baring her teeth. Falcon drops into a ready stance and motions for her to come just a little closer.}
Simon Daye: Looks like we know where Falcons head is at...
Preston Marshall: You watch your girlfriend get bludgeoned and see where that gets you.
Simon Daye: You know, in a weird way, I feel like I did.
{That was when Sephiroth Du Lac came flying over the top rope with a suicide dive. Seph is up quickly, stomping Falcon viciously again and again. Maria makes her way over and joins in the fray, helping with the stompage. Sephiroth backs away to watch, until Falcon suddenly lashes out, catching Maria's foot. Maria struggles to escape, but Falcon holds firm until Seph clubs him over the back of his head with a double axe handle. Falcon releases Maria, and Sephiroth throws him into the ring, and then climbs in afterward. The bell finally rings.}
Simon Daye: Well, this match is now officially underway.
Preston Marshall: Falcon already with a big disadvantage, but I don't think he cares too much.
{Sephiroth picks Falcon up to his feet, and irish whips him across the ring. Sephiroth grabs Falcon midstride for a belly to belly, but Falcon counters with a headbutt and Seph releases him. Falcon grabs Sephiroth and nails a float over spinning neckbreaker. Falcon then pops to his feet to nail a standing shooting star press. Then is back up, running across the ring and springing off the middle rope, pausing for a fraction of a second to stare at Maria, then flying back over for a Lionsault. He holds for the pin. 1... Sephiroth kicks out with authority.}
Simon Daye: This seems less like a match and more like a show of force..
Preston Marshall: Seems to me like Falcon is less worried about beating Sephiroth and more about taunting Maria into the ring.
{Falcon backs off and darts forward, but Seph dodges the front dropkick, rolling out of the way. Seph gets to his feet, attempting a running lariat. Falcon ducks, springing off the second rope and catching Seph for a rebound Tornado DDT. But Seph catches him in midair, stopping the rotation, and slamming Falcon down with modified STO. Seph with the pin. 1...Kickout at 1. Seph picks Falcon up and whips him across the ring again. Seph drops down for a back body drop, but Falcon catches the top rope and remains on the apron. He nails Seph with an elbow and waits, ready to spring back into the ring. But Maria hops onto the apron near him. Falcon turns to face her, and Seph charges back, knocking Falcon off the apron and onto the guard rail.}
Simon Daye: That looked like it hurt...
Preston Marshall: Landing on a guard rail is never fun...
{Sephiroth and Maria share a look, and then Seph grabs his arm, faking still being in pain. The referee turns to check on him, and then Maria has Seph's cane in hand.}
Simon Daye: Oh lord, look at this.. distracting the ref so she can get some cheap shots in...
Preston Marshall: Don't threaten what you're not prepared for Simon.
{Maria winds up and slams the cane into Falcons back. She turns to Seph, who nods in approval, and starts slamming the cane into the back of Falcon over and over. She turns from Falcon and lets out a blood curdling scream, then turns back and swings. But Falcon catches the cane in his hand! Then a hand shoots out and grasps Maria by her pretty face.}
Simon Daye: Oh damn.. she's in trouble now.
Preston Marshall: Can't say she doesn't deserve it.. but I still can't watch.
{Sephiroth shoves the referee out of the way and runs toward the apron. Falcon releases Maria, and hops up on the apron, gut checking Seph with a shoulder. Falcon leaps and pulls Seph over the top rope with a head scissors. Seph lands hard on the outside, sitting against the guard rail. Falcon slides back into the ring, and looks at Seph. Then he runs across the ring, coming back and suicide diving over the top rope, doing a full flip into the air and planting a dropkick to the face of Seph, right into the unforgiving steel of the guardrail.}
Simon Daye: Did you hear that sound of Sephs head hitting the rail?
Preston Marshall: I did.. and it made me a little sick on the inside.
{Falcon looks over, and sees the cane on the floor. He reaches down, and picks it up, and turns to Seph.}
Simon Daye: Do it! Give it back to him!
{But Maria is there, grabbing Falcon by the shoulder and slapping him across the face as he turns around. Falcon slowly touches his face with the back of his hand, then he raises the cane.. Maria backs away, hissing and baring her teeth. And the lights went out..}
Simon Daye: Ah junk.. bad things happen in the dark when Sephiroth is concerned.
Preston Marshall: I don't like the noises I'm hearing either.
{When the lights returned, Ex was holding Falcon as Abel was hammering away at his body with fist after fist. Seph is up now, calling the shots, and Abel steps aside so Seph can spray the red mist into the face of Falcon. The bell rings as the match is thrown out.}
Simon Daye: Well, the result is entirely null.. but at this point I don't think any of them give a damn.
Preston Marshall: Things just went from bad to worse for Shane Falco.
Simon Daye: Did you really go there?
Preston Marshall: Yes.
{Ex throws Falcon into the ring, and Abel, Seph and Maria follow. Ex reaches under the ring for a table, and slides it into the ring, following as well. Abel hoists Falcon into the air, and plants him down with a sick powerbomb. Ex sets the table up, and Maria pulls lighter fluid out of.. well.. her "assets" and douses the table in it. Ex lights the fluid, covering the table in flames. Seph points at Falcon, then at the table. Maria looks positively giddy with excitement.}
Simon Daye: This.. won't go well...
Preston Marshall: Somebody needs to stop this...
{Ex and Abel haul Falcon to his feet, and double chokeslam him through the flaming table. Seph shakes his head sadly, and recovers his cane. He and Maria make their way up the ramp, leaving Ex and Abel alone in the ring with Falcon. Halfway up the ramp, "Monster" by Skillet starts.}
Simon Daye: Finally! A Knite to the rescue...
{Adam Knite appears at the top of the ramp. He motions at Seph, who starts toward him. And then, the lights went out again.}
Preston Marshall: Oh come on.. not again...
Simon Daye: You'd think they'd pay the power bill.
Preston Marshall: Too old a joke Simon.
{The lights come back on, and Adam is gone. Seph is standing at the top of the ramp, looking around, ready for a fight. Behind him, Ex and Abel are layed out in the ring, and Falcon is walking up the ramp, dropping a steel chair, the mist is still dripping off his face. Falcon starts running, bypassing Maria. Seph turns in time to take a spear right through the curtain, into the back.}
Simon Daye: Looks like this is far from over!
Preston Marshall: This crowd can't get enough, that's for sure.
Simon Daye: We'd love to stay with this, but we need to take a break...
-[COMMERCIAL BREAK]-
Simon Daye: We're back Ladies and Gents... Sephiroth and Falcon were seperated during the break, and everything seems to be ok now.
Preston Marshall: But for how long?
Simon Daye: That we don't know. But we continue rolling on Trauma.
MATCH TWO
Cleopatra vs. Megan Kane
Bra and Panties Match
{The crowd is buzzing as "Give It All" by Rise Against starts. Megan Kane appears from the back now as she stands in the middle of the entry way, standing in front of a cheering crowd here tonight with Brad behind her, hooking his arms around her. Looking out into the crowd, seeing all the fans, she inhales and exhales before starting to walk down to the ring. She slaps a few hands that stick out from the crowd, not really paying attention to who it is. Once Megan gets to ringside, Brad lets go of her, the two getting into the ring. She gets a hug and a kiss from her husband as he leaves the ring. Megan smiles and backs into a corner, waiting...}
Simon Daye: Megan Kane looks really excited for this one. I heard she spent at least two days deciding what to wear under her gear.
Preston Marshall: Seriously? I guess that's excited then. But look at this, Brad's pulled up a chair at ringside to sit in. Can't say I blame the guy.
{The house lights go down, and a red and gold spotlight goes over the crowd, as the tron comes to life. "Rule the World" by Kamelot begins to play over the speakers. A light on the stage begins to glow. It glows brighter, and starts to burn into the shape of a circle, with the flames rising higher, with two figures rising out of the middle of it. As the flames die down we see Cleo and Sothren standing together. As they begin to walk through the flames, Sothren lights a cigarette in the flames, with an evil grin on his face. Cleo just looks straight ahead at the ring, with Crook and Flail in hand. She ignores the crowd's boo's as she walks with Sothren by her side. They reach the ring, and she walks up the stairs, only to have Sothren hold open the ropes for her. She steps into the ring, with Sothren following behind, as she reaches her arms to the sky, bringing them down, only to have all four ring posts burst into flame, as a shower of golden flecks fall from the ceiling bringing the house lights up. She hands the crown to Sothren and sets the crook and flail in the corner as she waits for her opponent.}
Preston Marshall: And here is the other woman for this first ever Bra and Panties match here in nCw.
Simon Daye: I tell ya, I'm excited for it myself. Come on wardrobe malfunctions!
Preston Marshall: Given the track record of Brad and Megan, she might not have anything under there.
{The bell rings as the crowd cheers. Megan and Cleo circle around one another before locking up. Cleo makes a quick move, trying to get Megan's top off but to no avail. Megan pushes her rival away before locking up again. Now Megan tries for the top and gets blocked by Cleo. The two women stare at one another, figuring how to discloth the other. The two ladies lock up a third time as Cleo goes behind Megan with a high waist lock and lifts her for a german suplex. Megan is able to land on her feet but her top gets ripped off!}
Simon Daye: BOOB MEAT, BOOB MEAT!
Preston Marshall: Wow, Megan already lost her top. Must say the girls are lookin' fine tonight...
{Megan glares at Cleo while Brad stands up and ringside to give a standing ovation. He begins to reach into his pants and throws a few dollar bills into the ring. Megan chuckles before turning her attention back to Cleo who is getting some advice from Sothren. They circle around one another again, Megan slapping Cleo right in the face. Cleo tries to fire back but misses her foe. Megan goes behind Cleo and accidentally cops a feel, trying to take her top off. Cleo elbows Megan in the face causing Kane to take a couple of steps backwards.}
Preston Marshall: So far it's not going as bad as I thought. I thought it'd just be a bunch of hair pulling and rolling around.
Simon Daye: Myself as well. Though I want to see some butt here soon.
{Cleo rushes at Megan who dodges, Cleo going into the corner. Megan rolls Cleo up while trying to get her bottoms off. Cleo tries to fight it and THERE THEY GO! Megan throws Cleo's bottoms into the crowd while the whole world gets a great view of Cleo's nearly not there underwear.}
Simon Daye: I THINK THAT'S DENTAL FLOSS. GOOD LORD PRESTON!
Preston Marshall: Hot diggity damn. Someone get my partner a cold bucket of water.
{Megan grins now, Cleo getting back up to her feet angry. Her rear is completely showing now, Megan sweeping Cleo's legs before putting her over her knee. Oh boy, the crowd gets up...{
Preston Marshall: Someone's has been a bad girl.
Simon Daye: Spank that ass Megan, spank it good!
{Cleo fights it but Megan begins to spank the booty. Cleo yells out, Megan leaving hand marks on the nice backside of Cleo. After about five, Megan stops and stands, the crowd cheering her on. Brad throws more money into the ring, going crazy at ringside. Megan blows him a kiss before yanking at the top of Cleo.}
Simon Daye: I seriously think this is match of the year. My god.
Preston Marshall: I think this is why we don't do fan service much here. You'd think a virgin was behind this...
{Cleo kicks off Megan who rolls onto her back. In one swift move, Cleo goes for the pants of Megan, trying to yank them off. She gets kicked away by Kane who kips up to her feet. Megan does a little dance, making them boobs shake all over, getting a great reaction from the crowd and more money thrown at her from Brad. Brad gives her another standing ovation, Megan walking over for a real kiss. Cleo is up on her feet, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.}
Preston Marshall: Uh oh, Megan has her back turned on Cleo.
Simon Daye: Take off those pants! Whoo-hoo!
{With Megan completely unaware of what's going on, Cleo pulls down Megan's bottoms as the bell rings. Megan is also wearing a tiny thong but she smiles and shakes her ass, happy she lost. Cleo raises her arms in victory.}
Simon Daye: *Grabs onto Preston* Oh sweet Jesus, take me now lord, take me now.
Preston Marshall: Get a hold of yourself! Cleo picks up the win here in the first ever Bra and Panties match but it was something else to see.
{Megan parades around the ring in her bra and panties while Cleo smiles on the outside of the ring, happy to get another one over Megan Kane. Brad slides into the ring and picks Megan up in the air, carrying her into the back with only one thing on his mind.}
Simon Daye: I'm gonna go backstage and watch this aftershow.
Preston Marshall: Oh no you don't, we still have a few more matches to call! Right after this break.
-[COMMERCIAL BREAK]-
Simon Daye: Welcome back NCW Trauma viewers... we have a great match coming up for your viewing pleasure.
Preston Marshall: I've been waiting for this match, I love Xtreme matches and I love seeing JFK and Ragnal in action.
Simon Daye: It should be a good one Preston.
MATCH THREE
JFK vs. Joe Ragnal
Xtreme Match
{As "Violence Fetish" plays, Joe waits for the song to pick up before walking out to the crowd's cheers. He hops on the entrance ramp, pumping the crowd up heavily for his match. Joe then walks down and slaps hands with the crowd before he slides into the ring. Joe then does a kip and stands on his feet, then runs to the nearest corner, raises his fist high, and then flips off it onto his feet.}
{"First you have to know... not fear... know... that someday you're gonna die"
Tyler's voice is heard over the P.A system just as we hear Chino's screeching voice "GUNS! RAZORS! KNIVES! **** with me. GUNS! RAZORS! KNIVES! Woooooo!" as Deftone's "Rocket Skates" comes blaring over the speakers, A rain of gold pyro comes down over the entrance as JFK comes walking out from the back wearing a F-OFF! T-Shirt and his normal wrestling gear. He makes his way down the ramp slapping hands with the fans and rolls into the ring; he stands in the middle of the ring throwing his arms out in a crucifix pose with his body tilted to the side a bit and then heads to his corner waiting for the match to start.}
Simon Daye: Wait no longer Preston, because here we go.
Preston Marshall: About time, all I have to say about that.
{JFK and Ragnal kick off the match right away with a lockup in the middle of the ring, JFK takes the early advantage but shoving Ragnal's arms away and driving his arm up into Rag's jaw with a European uppercut. Rag is rocked back but stays on his feet, that doesn't last though as Karn grabs him and hits a snap belly to belly overhead suplex. Karn quickly gets back to his feet, and waits as Ragnal, he posititions himself, Ragnal stands back to his feet and JFK steps and T.K.K.! The Karn Kick! Ragnal hits the mat hard, Karn quickly covers Rags after the big shot 1...2...but Ragnal isn't going down that early. JFK pulls Joe to his feet, takes him by the arm and Irish Whips him across the ring into the turnbuckles. Karn charges after Ragnal and goes for a charging clothesline but Ragnal steps out of the way and lets JFK crash into the turnbuckles, Karn turns around after the miss and FALCON PAUNCH! Rags hits the move so hard it catches Karn and sends him flipping backwards over the ropes and tumbling to the floor on the outside.}
Simon Daye: Falcon Paunch!
Preston Marshall: What a shot by Ragnal there... JFK went flying from that punch.
Simon Daye: Now it looks like he's going to make this Xtreme match Xtreme here too as he follows JFK out.
{Ragnal is on the apron, he waits as JFK is getting up, he springs up and off with the Asai Moonsault and connects! Ragnal gets back up with JFK with him, he Irish Whips Karn hard into the steel steps. Ragnal reaches under the ring and rummages around a bit until he pulls out a trash can. JFK holds his head and turns around and takes the trashcan assisted dropkick to the face, slamming the back of his head into the steel steps while he does. Ragnal takes the limp Karn off the ground and goes to shove him in the ring, but Karn is conscience enough to hold out his arms and block the attempt. Ragnal lifts a knee and drives it into the chest of Karn then tries to shove him under the bottom rope again, but again JFK blocks it, this time he takes Ragnal by the head and drives him face first into the corner of the apron. Ragnal holds his head in pain and takes a step back. Karn picks up the trash can lid and spins, smashing it right into the face of Ragnal as hard as he can knocking Ragnal off his feet.}
Simon Daye: Ouch!
Preston Marshall: What a shot by Karn... almost took Ragnal's head off with that trashcan lid.
{Karn reaches under the ring now and pulls himself out his own toy, that oddly resembles a metal chain. Ragnal is on all fours trying to get back up and JFK brings the chain crashing down against his back and ribs. Ragnal screams out in pain as he falls back to the floor. JFK isn't content with one hit and begins cranking the chain down on Joe's back a few more time before he stands over him, puts the chain around Rag's neck and begins pulling back, choking the life out of him. Ragnal's eyes roll back into his head as JFK just pulls back hard on the chain, finally when he's happy with the damage he lets Rag's head drop. Karn stomps Joe hard in the middle of the spine before he walks over and pulls a table out from under the ring and shoves it inside the ring. He reaches back one more time and pulls out....}
Simon Daye: Oh no! JFK's got Mr. Knife!
Preston Marshall: This isn't good for Ragnal... that stick wrapped in barb wire that JFK loves to use to bust his opponents open.
{Ragnal has crawled over to the ring barriers and is trying to pull himself to his feet, even getting a helping hand or two from members of the crowd, he turns around and Karn shoves Mr. Knife right into the forehead of Ragnal and jerks back, pening up a gash across Rag's face. Ragnal turns around in pain and tries to escape. JFK chases him but when he does Ragnal kicks backwards and catches JFK right between the legs. JFK stops in his tracks and Ragnal spins around and puts a round house kick right into Karn's head and sends him down. Ragnal grabs JFK and shoves him into the ring now, finally getting him back in.}
Simon Daye: Man, this Ragnal isn't got an ounce of quit in him.
Preston Marshall: He's taken a good deal of punishment thanks to Karn and that chain, but he's come firing back it seems.
{Ragnal climbs onto the apron and makes his way to the turnbuckles where he climbs up. He waits and when JFK begins working his way to his feet, Ragnal leaps off with the CHANGE OF SEASON but JFK turns out of the way and throws his knee up catchign Ragnal right in the face! Ragnal rolls on the mat in obvious pain as the blood pours from the gash on his head and now his nose as well. Karn grabs the table from earlier and sets it up. JFK grabs Rags and pulls him back to his feet. He carries him over to the table, but Ragnal hits the breaks and puts a punch into Karn's stomach. Karn backs away, but comes right back for a big lariat to Ragnal, but Joe lowers his head under it. JR comes behind Karn and grabs him looking for some move but JFK throws his head back and catches Ragnal with another shot in the face. JFK spins around but right into Ragna's kick to the stomach as he comes right back. Ragnal grabs JFK's head and MOUNTAIN DEW CRUSHER through the table! Ragnal pins 1....2....3!}
Simon Daye: And just like that Joe Ragnal wins this match!
Preston Marshall: Wow, I didn't see that coming... Ragnal through the blood pouring from his face manages to hold off JFK and win!
Simon Daye: Fantastic match up between these two men, Ragnal has defeated the X-Division champion here tonight.
-[COMMERCIAL BREAK]-
SEGMENT
Tempestad
Good Job
{Opening up backstage we see JFK walking down the halls holding his head after the loss, but still with his X-Division title on his shoulder. He walks by Tempestad who appears to be heading somewhere with his Xtreme title over his shoulder, and they accidentally bump.}
Tempestad: Sorry about that... good match out there man.
JFK: What is that supposed to mean?
Tempestad: Good job in the ring?
JFK: I saw that smirk you masked jackass, you think you could of done better?
Tempestad: Well I am the Xtreme champion after all, so yes... yes I do infact.
{Tempestad pats the Xtreme title, smiling as he says this.}
JFK: Whatever.. that novelty belt doesn't impress me. I don't need a little toy belt to show people how hardcore I am.
Tempestad: Yeah, you could show them by winning matches. That might work.
JFK: you son of a b***h.
{JFK throws his belt down, Tempestad throws his down and the two get right into each other's face, JFK throws a punch and connects Tempestad comes right back with one of his own and the two begin fighting. The security crew led by the General and Sheriff Gib come running on the scene.}
Gib: Hey hey hey! You two break this up and stop it right now.
{The security members pull them apart.}
Gib: Listen to me, you both need to cool off... another outburst like this and I'll fine you both. Keep it civil around here fellas.
{the security seperate the two men as we head back to ringside.}
Simon Daye: Whoa... what was that about?
Preston Marshall: JFK coming off a loss earlier, seems like his emotions are still running high.
Simon Daye: Well I guess we'll get to our next match then.
MATCH FOUR
Jason Blair vs. Mason St. Croix
Singles Match
{The arena goes black and the opening drum pattern for Nonpoint's “In the Air Tonight” starts up. A chorus of boos erupt from the crowd. They know who's coming, and they don't like it. The suspense builds as spotlights circle the otherwise dark ramp.}
I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord
I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh lord ..oh lord
{Pyro erupts, momentarily drowning out the loud, rabid fans. Jason Blair emerges from the smoke, an angry, cocky smirk pursed on his lips. His eyes are focused on nothing but the ring. He walks slowly to ringside, reaching it as the second chorus hits. He steps through the ropes methodically, before looking out into the crowd in disgust.}
Amber Ashe: Introducing first, from the District of Columbia: Jason Bl..
{Amber is cut off unceremoniously by Jason Blair, who has grabbed a microphone.}
Jason Blair: Good evening, Albuquerque! What a great evening it is. The last evening that I have to spend in this godforsaken, middle-of-nowhere, sorry excuse for a city.
{Boos. Lots and lots of them.}
Jason Blair: Some of you may not remember me. It's been quite some time since I've graced a nCw ring on television. My name, for those of you who don't already know, is Jason Blair.
{Boos. Some chants for Mike Machado start up.}
Jason Blair: Oh No. No, no, no. There will be no more Mike Machado. There will be no more fun and games. Tonight you get to see first hand what I've become, and what I'm all about. I will make my name synonymous with pain and suffering. Week in, and week out, I will meet all of your dietary requirements for vitamin hate. Now, as you were saying, Ms. Ashe.
{Blair tosses the microphone to the outside. Some feedback hits briefly before it's turned off.}
Amber Ashe: Introducing first, from the District of Columbia, weighing in at 230 pounds: Jason Blair!
{A final shower of boos pour out of the seats.}
Preston Marshall: A strong statement from a fairly unproven face here in New Championship Wrestling..
Simon Daye: Looks like Jason Blair is looking to make a big impression in this match. To do it, he'll have to overcome this man..
{"Time to Shine" by Saliva begins playing and blue and white pyro shoots out from the walkway as Mason St. Croix makes his way to the ring slapping hands with the fans along the way. }
Amber Ashe: And his opponent, Hailing from Warner Robins, Georgia also weighing 230 pounds: Mason St. Croix!!!
{Mason gets a fairly positive reaction out of the fans. He slides into the ring and waits in his corner for the bell to ring.}
Preston Marshall: Both men in the ring, I believe we're ready to start the match..
{Blair doesn't wait for the bell to ring. He sprints toward Mason, and tries to take his head off with a clothesline. Mason ducks it instinctively and tosses Blair into the corner.}
Preston Marshall: Blair didn't want to wait for the bell, and it backfired on him there!
Simon Daye: Not the way he wanted to start this, I assure you.
{The bell finally rings, and Mason has Blair trapped in the corner, delivering measured and controlled lefts and rights to Blair's face. The fans start counting with him: 1....2....3....4...5..6..789. The punches get faster and more intense as St. Croix finishes the onslaught. He hops off the ropes and Blair crumples to a seated position in the corner.}
Preston Marshall: Mason is looking solid here, and Blair is not at all doing what he came here to do.
Simon Daye: Quick reflexes from the former Army Ranger, and now he's in control.
{St. Croix is quick to advance the offense, pausing briefly before sprinting toward the corner, looking for a dropkick. Blair doesn't have time to react and catches it right in the face. He slumps under the turnbuckle, eventually rolling out of the ring. The ref starts the count, and Mason plays it up to the fans a bit.}
Preston Marshall: Smart move by Blair, regrouping on the outside.
Simon Daye: He needs it. Thus far he's been unable to get any offense going at all.
{Blair stomps angrily around the outside of the ring, holding the side of his face. He reaches the steel steps and slams his boot into the side of them in anger. They hold up, and he uses them to enter the ring when the ref's count hits 7. Mason and Jason measure each other carefully, approaching the middle of the ring at the same time. They lock up in the middle of the ring, and Blair quickly moves to Mason's back. He shoves Mason in the back, and follows it up with a clubbing blow to the back of St. Croix's head. Mason stumbles, but maintains his feet.}
Preston Marshall: And Blair looking very aggressive here. He might need to get control of his emotions.
{St. Croix turns around quickly, and Blair is already on top of him. Jason punches Mason briefly, before reaching down lifting him into the air and over himself with a fallaway slam. St. Croix' back is planted into the mat, where he lays, stunned.}
Preston Marshall: There's the Blair we saw before he left.
Simon Daye: You're going to see him zero in on the back of Mason St. Croix, now. This could get ugly.
{Blair's on his feet, and moves to the middle of the ring where Mason is laying. He flips Mason onto his stomach and measures his back carefully before bouncing off the rope and delivering a running knee directly to the middle of St. Croix' back. Mason cringes in pain and clutches at the small of his back in pain. Mason ends up on his back, and Blair is quick to capitalize, going for a quick cover: 1..kickout}
Preston Marshall: No way Mason's going to quit that easy.
Simon Daye: Not even close.
{Jason smiles and stands up, looking down at his opponent. He begins to applaud, and looks genuinely glad.}
Preston Marshall: Looks to me like Blair is actually happy that Mason kicked out.
Simon Daye: More opportunity to inflict pain, I guess. I'd hate to be Mason out there right now.
{Jason Blair methodically moves over St. Croix, who's still feeling the effects of Jason's offense. Mason is scooped up off his back and onto his feet. He throws a weak punch and Jason blocks it, using Mason's momentum against him to lift him into the air and deliver a devastating backbreaker. Mason hits the mat hard, but Blair gives him zero time to recover, immediately bringing him to his feet and into the air again, this time with a double back breaker. St. Croix is in agony and tries to roll out of the ring, but Blair grabs him by neck and drags him back to his feet. He bends him over and hooks double underhooks before delivering a devestating double-underhook backbreaker.}
Preston Marshall: This is getting out of hand. There's no reason for three consecutive high impact moves to a man's spine.
Simon Daye: He's out there for that reason. He wants to inflict long lasting pain..
{Blair lets Mason fall to the mat before standing over him, smirking. He taunts the fans who react in turn, screaming insults and boos. Blair walks slowly over to Mason and puts a single foot on him, smirking the entire time. 1...Mason brushes the foot off with ease.}
Preston Marshall: And Blair probably would not have had the pinfall there, even if he hooked the leg.
Simon Daye: But St. Croix is in pain, there's no debating that. He's taken multiple shots to his back here..
{Jason looks slightly irritated. Screaming down at Mason.}
Jason Blair: STAY DOWN!
{Blair rolls St. Croix onto his stomach and laces his feet together before falling back into a picture-perfect surfboard submission. He holds it and St. Croix screams in agony.}
Preston Marshall: How much longer can St. Croix hold out?
Simon Daye: Looks like he might be fainting from the pain..
{St. Croix fights to hold on for consciousness, and Jason seizes the opportunity. He completes “The New Sensation” by spiking St. Croix head off the mat. Mason's out, and Blair makes a proper cover this time: 1....2.....3}
Amber Ashe: And you're winner, Jason Blair!
Preston Marshall: Fans may not like it, but Blair looked ruthless out there.
Simon Daye: After a good start, Mason St. Croix will no doubt bounce back next week.
-[COMMERCIAL BREAK]-
Simon Daye: Are you ready for this next match Preston?
Preston Marshall: You mean the Women's title match live right here on Trauma? Yeah I'm ready.
Simon Daye: This is Maria de la Rosa's first shot at the top prize in the women's division, how do you think she's going to fair?
Preston Marshall: Zelda is a beast, but apparently so isn't Maria, it's going to be close Simon.
Simon Daye: We're supposed to be impartial so I'll keep my opinion to myself, but it's going to get real intense in here.
MAIN EVENT
Zelda Knite vs. Maria De La Rosa
Women's World Title Match
{ "Cursive Eve" begins to play as the lights dim to a deep crimson. Red mist runs along the stage as Seph and Maria walk out hand in hand. Seph twirls her and pulls her into his arms and she snarls along with him at the camera. They then walk to the ring hand in hand until they reach ringside. She then runs to the ring and slides between the apron and bottom rope in a circular motion spinning to see him and smiling at him. Seph merely smiles back before she rises to her feet and blows him a kiss. Seph pretends to catch it and she slowly turns to regard the fans. She flips her hair and puts her hand on her hips as camera flashes go off. Then she moves to her corner awaiting her opponent. }
Simon Daye: Her and Seph creep me out a little bit.
Preston Marshall: Tell me about it. The two of them are like a walking Anne Rice novel... Except they can kill you... for real...
Simon Daye: Let's just not talk about it...
{Zelda's theme kicks on as the LoZ remix starts off with smoke filling the entrance ramp. "Call to Action" by Pillar hits now and the strobe lights around the ramp begin flicking on and off as Zelda slowly steps out with her arms stretched out, the music picks up and Zelda sprints to the ring. She hops onto the nearest turnbuckle and plays to the crowd for a bit. When the music dies down, she jumps down and waits for the match to begin.}
Simon Daye: The champ is here ladies and gentlemen and she is ready to fire it up.
Preston Marshall: I'm siding with the champ her, she has a history of overcoming insurmountable odds.
Simon Daye: True, but Maria has Sephiroth by her side, not to mention the other members of the Dead Girls who could pop up at any time.
Preston Marshall: One could only wish the ring would be filled with four of the hottest women in nCw.
{ The bell sounds and Zelda begins to circle Maria who watches her with an animal like gaze. Maria bares her fangs as she begins her dance around the ring. The two of them move in at the same time and Zelda goes for her legs but Maria moves out of the way and Zelda pops right back up and into a hair pull snap mare. Maria hisses at her as she rolls over and gets back to her feet only to catch a two fisted slap across the chest that knocks her back down. }
Simon Daye: Maria is taking calculated shots at Zelda.
Preston Marshall: She's done her research.
{ Zelda is back up and Maria grabs her from behind for a German suplex but Zelda breaks free and moves around behind her and goes for a German suplex of her own, but Maria flips through it and lands on her feet. Maria takes another fist full of hair and rips back hard slamming Zelda on her back. Maria picks up her boot and stomps Zelda three times really hard on the chest and slams down a hard elbow right across her sternum. Maria is up, she pull Z up by her hair and Irish whips her into the corner. Zelda bounces out of the corner but Maria catches her with the BLACK ROSE! Maria is right up and spring boards off the ropes with the Angel's Grace! Maria folds over Z's arms and pins. One.. Two.. KICK OUT! }
Simon Daye: A nice combo by Maria, but not enough to put the champ down.
Preston Marshall: Maria has been very dominate thus far but Z has allot left in the tank.
{ Maria isn't very happy about that and she rips Zelda off the mat and sets her up for the Angel's wings but Z back elbows her and PELE KICK! Zelda goes off the ropes and she comes back with the Red Ring of DEATH! Maria is down and Zelda heads to the top. Z prepares to come off the top and Maria SITS UP! }
Preston Marshall: Maria just sat up like nothing happened?
{ But Z comes off the top with a sickening missile drop kick to the jaw of Maria and quickly hooks her legs for the cover. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT!!! }
Simon Daye: Maria sat up and took a drop kick for her troubles, but Maria was able to kick out of it.
Preston Marshall: Barely, Z is coming with the fire now.
{ Zelda is right up, belly full of fire as the fans cheer her on. Maria is picking herself up off the mat and Zelda grabs her with an Irish whip and sends her into the corner, she follows that right up with a running big boot in the corner. Maria stumbles out and Z nails her with the Contra Code and a pin. One.. Two.. FOOT ON THE ROPES! }
Simon Daye: Maria with the ring awareness to get her foot on the rope and break up the pin.
{ Z gets off of her and Maria rolls onto her belly and begins to climb away. Z grabs her by the hair but Maria screams at the ref who immediately drops down and pulls Zelda's hands away. }
Preston Marshall: What the?
{ Maria seems to be complaining about something with her eye as the ref checks it out. }
Simon Daye: Looks like Maria has something in her eye.
Preston Marshall: Bullspit.
{ Zelda is yelling at her to "MAN UP!" The ref tells her to get to a corner and she stomps her feet all the way across the ring. }
Preston Marshall: Maria is totally faking, this is total crap.
Simon Daye: You never know Preston, she may actually have something in her eye.
Preston Marshall: Yeah, gold.
{ Zelda leans against the corner, not seeing Sephiroth climb up behind her. Seph taps her on the shoulder and Zelda turns right into the RED MIST!!!! }
Simon Daye: THE RED MIST! He spit that crimson liquid right into her eyes.
{ Zelda stumbles back, Maria pounces like the Cheshire cat and rolls Z up! }
Preston Marshall: No way, she can't lose like this.
{ ONE! }
Simon Daye: She's going to do it!
{ TWO! }
Preston Marshall: I don't believe it!
{ THREE!!!! }
Simon Daye: NO SHE KICKED OUT!!!!
Preston Marshall: DID SHE!?
Simon Daye: The ref is signaling a kick out.
{ Maria seems to think she's won the match as she yells at Seph to get the belt, but he keeps shaking his head "no" and points to the ref who holds up the "two." }
Simon Daye: Definitely two, and this match will continue.
{ Maria whips around and Zelda comes out of no where with a school boy pin! ONE! TWO! KICK OUT!!!! }
Preston Marshall: KICK OUT!
{ Zelda is right up and nails Maria with a knife edge chop that knocks her off her feet. Maria is up but Z hits a massive clothes line. Maria gets up again and walks into another clothes line. Maria is up once more, a little labored this time and Zelda nails the Knites of the Round! Another pin attempt. One.. Two.. KICK OUT! }
Simon Daye: Man, Zelda is really mounting the offense now.
Preston Marshall: She's taking it to Maria right now.
{ Zelda signals for the end of the match and heads to the top rope. The ref looks down at Maria to make sure she's ok and Maria pulls him down on top of her while Zelda angrily yells to "MOVE!" Seph hops up on the apron and shoves Zelda off the top rope and to the outside where she crashes across the ring barrier! }
Simon Daye: Damn him, Damn Sephiroth that slimy little snake!
Preston Marshall: And the ref didn't see a thing, what a pile of crap.
{ Maria is off the mat and climbs onto the apron. Zelda pushes off the barrier and Maria comes off the apron with the Hell's embrace moonsult DDT ON THE FLOOR!!! }
Simon Daye: Maria targeting Zelda' head with that move, no way that will help her concussion.
{ Maria pulls Z up and sends her face first into the ring post followed by a face full of steps. Maria turns her around and rolls her into the ring. Maria follows and hooks the leg. One.. Two.. Thr KICK OUT! }
Simon Daye: Maria nearly had the match there.
Preston Marshall: I'm sure Zelda's head is throbbing after the attack on the outside.
{ Maria looks furious as she stands up. Maria looks the staggering Zelda in the eyes and screams "Caída de la tolerancia!" }
Simon Daye: Maria is looking to land her other finishing maneuver, lets see if it's enough to put Zelda down.
Preston Marshall: It has to be.
{ Maria grabs Zelda by the head but Z squirms out of it and hits a jawbreaker, Maria turns and falls against the ropes, Zelda grabs her from behind and it's GAME OVER!!! }
Simon Daye: Zelda hit that Full Nelson Facebuster, titled "Game over." And if she can make the pin, it certainly is.
{ Zelda lays on the mat, totally out of it, her head obviously pounding. Maria is done, she's out, Seph is screaming at her to get up and fight on, to pin her, something, but she is motionless. }
Preston Marshall: Zelda is obviously hurt, Maria is done, and both women are done, what happens now?
Simon Daye: Someone gets up and fights on.
{ Seph waves to the ramp and Cleopatra and Malice walk out behind the curtain. }
Simon Daye: What the hell are they doing here?
Preston Marshall: Tipping the scales in their favor.
{ Cleo and Malice are half way to the ring when Rayne and Ayla St. James come flying from the back with steel chairs in hand! }
Simon Daye: Wait, it's Ayla St. James and Rayne!?
{ Rayne nails Malice with a chair and Ayla clocks Cleo! }
Preston Marshall: The history between Cleo and Ayla is well documented, not to mention the recent war of words between Rayne and Malice, looks like their here to even the odds.
{ Seph looks pissed as he tries to climb into the ring now but the ref stops him. Maria rolls over and heads to the outside, grabbing a steel chair while the ref is distracted with Seph. }
Simon Daye: Maria using the distraction to her advantage.
{ On the ramp, Rayne and Ayla are double teaming the Dead Girls. Maria rolls in the ring with the steel chair and lines up her shot as Zelda slowly picks herself up off the mat. Maria runs at Zelda who turns just in time and boots Maria in the gut, Maria drops the chair and Zelda drops her head first on the chair with Here's to the Knite DDT! }
Simon Daye: Zelda giving Maria a taste of her own medicine.
Preston Marshall: She didn't actually use the chair.
Simon Daye: She was going to.
Preston Marshall: No matter how you look at it, Z used that chair first.
{ Seph is yelling and pointing at what just happened. Zelda pushes the chair aside and the ref turns to see Zelda pinning Maria. He drops down and ONE! TWO! And Seph pulls the ref out of the ring! }
Simon Daye: Dammit, she was so close and Seph just went ahead and screwed the whole thing up.
Preston Marshall: That what he does.
{ Seph and the ref are now arguing on the outside of the ring and the yells "YOUR OUT OF HERE!" }
Simon Daye: Oh, Sephiroth has just been ejected from ring side.
Preston Marshall: Looks like security is pulling Rayne and Ayla off the Dead Girls as well.
Simon Daye: Zelda and Maria are the only ones left, looks like this match is finally going to be a fair fight.
{ Zelda is up, but barely and Maria sits up, like nothing ever happened. Zelda shakes her head, she can't believe it. Zelda runs in with an open fist and Maria no sells it and lays Z out with a big upper cut. Zelda tries to get right up but Maria double under hooks her for a pile driver! Maria rolls her over and mounts her with some fist before the ref pulls her off. }
Simon Daye: Maria keeps coming with this vicious assault.
Preston Marshall: Zelda is the top dog in the women's division, you've got to hit her where it hurts to keep her down.
{ Maria looks fired up now as she signals once more for the Fall from Grace DDT! She grabs Zelda but Zelda blocks it by hooking her leg around Maria's and counters with a back drop driver! }
Simon Daye: The champ is mounting the come back, does she have enough in the tank to put Maria away?
{ Zelda staggers to the corner and begins to climb the ropes. Maria is still done as Zelda reaches the top and points her index finger at Maria like she's firing a gun and... }
Simon Daye: ZELDA OFF THE TOP BOOM! HEADSHOT!!!
{ Zelda covers and ONE! TWO! THREE!!!! }
Preston Marshall: The champ has done it again, she's put another opponent down and she literally had everything going against her in this match.
Simon Daye: Love her or hate her, she's the best in the world today.
{ Zelda has her belt high over her head when she looks over to see Sephiroth followed by the Dead Girls headed back to the ring. }
Simon Daye: Oh great, and the mayhem continues.
{ Seph and the Dead Girls get in the ring and encircle Zelda who looks ready to fight but before they can do anything Falcon, Ayla and Rayne come flying down the ramp. }
Preston Marshall: The boyfriend and two hotties to make the save!
{ Falcon and his lady friend slide in the ring and the Darkside Society makes a break for it before anything can happen. Maria reunites with her husband on the ramp as the four of them point and taunt Zelda. Cleopatra signals that that belts is going to be hers by making the shape of a title around her waist. Zelda just laughs at her. }
Simon Daye: Zelda came out with a close win but it looks like the Darkside Society isn't done with her yet.
Preston Marshall: No, but it looks like Zelda has at least two new allies in her battle with the Dead Girls.
Simon Daye: Rayne and Ayla are an odd pairing, we're going to see them tag up tomorrow on Collision.
Preston Marshall: Nice segway.
Simon Daye: Thanks, tune in tomorrow for Collision for more great nCw action! GOOD NIGHT!
{ Falcon locks eyes with Sephiroth while Zelda taunts Cleopatra with her World title to close the show. }