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Welcome to the NADC!!

My name is N. I'm one of the managers of the NA Discord Championship!

On this channel we will post about internal conversations with or about the wrestlers that will take part in our NADC journey.

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*The ref hands the NADC Championship to the Newwwww Champ Danhausen!!*

*Danhausen hugs the title*

*Strange noises are heard and then.... blackout*

Excalibur: What is happening we cant see anything but look on the big screen!

*as we hear something is happening on the ring the big screen lights up with a haunted house?*

Tazz: What all of this means?? SOMEONE TURNS THE LIGHTS BACK ON!!

*The lights turns on and we see Danhausen knocked out on the ring and the whole HOT on the ring*

Excalibur: ITS THE HOUSE OF TORTURE AND THEY ATTACKED THE NEW CHAMP!

*EVIL holds up the title and sprays it black*

*NADC Staff and medics arrive to help Danhausen but they get attacked by the whole HOT *

Excalibur: Someone do something! Its madness out here!

*EVIL smirks at the camera and shows the "new" NADC Championship before leaving with it*

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NADC NEWS!

Truth broke Mil Muertes curse, but he got struck by Danhausen's. After 13m 47s Danhausen won the now..Very Nice Very Evil NADC Championship

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[Camera cuts backstage, where once there was Mil Muertes throne now there is a vending machine]

R-Truth: finally i found it! I knew it was here after all, i should warn Kane if i see him...he just vanished last time...

[ R-Truth puts some coins in the vending machine and choose the chips... But they get stuck]

R-Truth: Really?? After all of this...Am i cursed?

[A high pitched laugh can be heard]

???: Yes yes, Truthman you are indeed the cursed fellow.. it was me that did that!!!

R-truth: Who? Who is talking?

[Truth looks inside the vending machine]

???: Behind yourself Truthman it was me Danhausen!!

[R-truth turns around and looks at him]

R-Truth: Is that you Vampiro???

Danhausen: No no Truthman, its me Danhausen and until i get a title shot at that green shiny title you wont get any chips ever againnn.. I've CURSED YOU

[He laughs and vanish in the dark]

R-Truth: WHAT NO ? COME BACK YOU HALLOWEEN GUY, NEXT WEEK YOU GET WHAT YOU WANT AND I GET WHAT I WANT. BOTH CHIPS AND TITLE ON THE LINE!!

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NADC 21° CHAMPION

R-Truth

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N: Happy to announce that the NADC has a great champion again!!!

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NADC NEWS!

ITS OVER, NO MORE MIL MUERTES, NO MORE CATRINA, NADC IS FREE!!!

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N: The team is celebrating for a bit now!🎉

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*Tazz and Schiavone opens the new NADC ep*

Tazz: who knows where R-truth went hiding, surely the champ Mil Muertes is still searching for him. What do you think Excalibur? *the camera turns where Excalibur usually sits, instead there is a obvious R-truth with a mask on* "Excalibur": shhh guys dont... *The camera turns to the ramp where we see a infuriated Mil Muertes throwing around staff crew members Mil: I SEE YOU!!! *R-Truth tries to escape but Mil reaches him and throws him in the ring* Mil: AUBREY RING THE BELL!!! * The match starts*

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[Truth is walking backstage searching for something]

R-Truth (to himself): “Alright, Truth… You smelled popcorn five minutes ago. That means catering close.”

[He opens a heavy, ominous-looking door engraved with ancient runes.]

Excalibur (on commentary): “Wait a minute!”

Taz: “That’s not catering. That’s… that’s Mil Muertes’ temple, Excalibur!”

[Inside: flickering candles, bone-decorated walls, and an altar at the center with a large, ominous stone— Mil’s sacred relic.]

R-Truth: “Dang y’all went all out for the VIP catering!”

[He wanders past the altar. While turning to look behind a pillar, his elbow bumps the stone..]

[It lands on the ground with a cracking noise. A slight invisible crack on the center of it.]

Truth (frozen): “…That was like that when I got here.”

[The flames of the candles flicker violently.]

Taz: “Ohhhh no. He touched The Stone. HE TOUCHED THE STONE!”

[SUDDENLY THE DOORS BURST OPEN. MIL MUERTES storms in, eyes full of rage.]

R-Truth: “KANE?! AGAIN?!? BRO WHY YOU EVERYWHERE LATELY?!”

[Mil lets out a roar of pure hatred, Truth screams and bolts out of the room. Mil follows him destroying everything in his path.]

Taz: “He’s gonna kill him!”

[Catrina stands in the silence, her eyes wide as she stares at the cracked relic on the floor.]

[She slowly kneels and picks it up. Her hands tremble.]

Catrina (softly, to herself): “…No...”

Tony: “She looks… actually afraid.”

Excalibur: “She should be! That stone anchors Mil Muertes to this world. If it shatters…”

Taz: “Say goodbye to the man of a thousand deaths.”

[Catrina clutches the relic to her chest, staring toward the path Mil just tore through.]

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[Mil storms down a corridor, TRASHING everything in sight. Security won’t even approach him.]

R-Truth’s voice echoes from somewhere unseen: “STOP FOLLOWIN’ ME! I DIDN’T EVEN GET A PLATE!”

[Mil howls, tipping over tables and as crew members flee.]

Excalibur: “This is out of control!”

Taz: “And Truth’s hiding somewhere in this arena like a terrified raccoon!”

[Mil pacing through the shadows, breathing heavy, fists clenched, searching for Truth — who’s nowhere to be seen.]

[Backstage, Catrina sits in the ruin of the stone room, clutching the cracked relic]

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*Catrina already in the ring and behind his back, the towering Mil Muertes with the NADC Championship glinting on his shoulder.*

Catrina: "Another challenger broken. Another body left cold beneath Mil’s feet. This championship is no longer—”

???: "OH MY GOD…That’s—KANE! KANE’S BACK, Y’ALL!! And he brought STEPHANIE McMAHON with him!!”

*The crowd bursts into laughter as the figure comes out from backstage...its R-Truth..he rushes to ringside, circling the ring, yelling.*

R-Truth (to fans): “I knew it! I told y’all they was gonna bring back the Authority eventually! They tryin’ to sneak it in quiet! I ain’t dumb—I WATCH THE PRODUCT!”

*Catrina and Mil stare, stone-faced.*

R-Truth (pointing at Mil): “Kane, I respect you, dawg. You raised fire from the ring posts, chokeslammed guy after guy, became even mayor and now you back in your mask again!”

*He turns to Catrina, putting his hands together.*

R-Truth: “And Steph… you lookin’ real different, but that’s how y’all rich folks do. One day you're corporate, next day you goth—no judgment!”

*Catrina’s eye twitches. Mil clenches his fists. The tension is rising.*

R-Truth (dead serious): “Look… I came out here ‘cause I heard there’s a new belt. I want in. Put me in that match, Steph. Let me fight the demon mayor or whatever he is doing now, for the ehhh...oh yea NADC...ehh North American Disco Championship!!! Yea right i can dance battle your demon ass!!”

Catrina (coldly): “You are out of your mind.”

*Mil steps forward, breathing heavy, eyes burning a hole through Truth. He takes a step closer.*

*Catrina puts a hand on Mil’s chest to hold him back. Mil stares down at her, then at Truth, who throws up his fists playfully.*

R-Truth: “I ain't scared of fire. I got fire insurance!”

*Mil starts moving again. Catrina barks at him in Spanish saying something on the lines of "he is just a waste of time". Truth points a finger up like he had a revelation.*

R-Truth (gasps): “…WAIT. ARE WE IN MEXICO?"

*Catrina just storms out, dragging Mil with her. Mil keeps staring at Truth like he wants to snap him in half.*

R-Truth (yelling after them): “DON’T WALK AWAY FROM ME, KANE! I’M GONNA BEAT THAT TITLE OFF YOUR SPARKY DEMON BUTT!”

*He turns to the camera, totally serious.*

R-Truth: “They thought they could sneak around with that disco title. Im a dance machine and y’all better be ready.”

*He does a salute, tosses the mic up, and exits like a man who just laid down the truth.*

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NADC NEWS!

It seemed like the perfect idea. The one without fear of death vs the death itself...but Mil once again made NADC hope tap out in 15m and 45s.

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N: Mil Muertes reign continues. Will there be a wrestler who can end it or will he keep an iron fist around the championship belt?

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[a handheld camera video starts, Darby Allin's breath fogs the lens. The peak of Everest surrounds him]

Darby Allin: "I’ve always felt like I was born halfway in the grave."

[He kneels in the snow, pulls out a small wooden coffin — just big enough to fit in two hands. He opens it. Inside is a mask that looks like Mil Muertes’.]

Darby: "They say Mil Muertes is the man of a thousand deaths…But I’ve died a thousand times just to feel alive."

[He buries the coffin in the snow]

Darby: "This is where fear dies. This is where ego freezes. This is where your myth ends."

[He stands, blood on his knuckles from the cold. Wind tears through his jacket. He looks up at the camera.]

Darby: "You wear death like it’s armor. But I wear it like skin. It doesn't protect me. It drives me."

[He walks to the edge of a sharp ridge, sets his skateboard down on the snow, balancing it perfectly on the peak — like a gravestone.]

Darby: "I’ve already buried you, Mil. Now it’s just a matter of time before you catch up."

[Darby turns off the camera]

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*The scene opens in N’s office. She’s sitting at her desk, exhausted, when her phone rings. She picks it up, sees A’s name, and sighs before answering.*

N (tiredly): “A, please tell me you’re actually back from ‘scouting’ and not about to drop another half-baked plan on me.”

*Cut to A—he’s in a dark room, the glow of a laptop screen illuminating his face. Empty coffee cups, snack wrappers, and Lucha Underground episodes play in the background. He looks rough, his eyes bloodshot from hours of binge-watching.*

A (hoarse, exhausted, but weirdly excited): “N. I found him.”

N (raising an eyebrow): “Found who?”

*A leans forward, voice low and serious.*

A: “I’ve been watching everything. Studying every man who ever stood in front of Mil Muertes and got buried. And then it hit me… we don’t need someone to beat Mil.”

N: “Great. That’s exactly what I need. A guy who’s gonna lose.”

A: “No, listen. We need someone who doesn’t fear losing. Someone who doesn’t care if Mil breaks him in half. Someone who won’t stop.”

*A grins, scrolling through his phone before holding up the screen—a highlight reel of reckless dives, insane bumps, and pure chaos. N stares at it, her expression unreadable.*

A: “Darby. Allin.”

*N exhales through her nose, shaking her head.*

N: “Darby lost in the semifinals of the NADC tournament to Bryan Danielson. He had his shot. He failed.”

A (grinning): “Exactly. And you don’t think that eats him alive? You don’t think a guy like Darby Allin forgets that? He came that close to being the first NADC champion. Now imagine what’s going through his head, watching Mil Muertes run through everyone in his path.”

*N folds her arms, still skeptical.*

N: “So your plan is to throw the most reckless, self-destructive lunatic we can find at Mil and hope it works?”

A (smirking): “Yes. Because Mil Muertes feeds on fear. But Darby? He doesn’t have any. Mil’s the man of a thousand deaths? Darby’s been through all of them. And he keeps getting back up.”

*N leans back in her chair, thinking. Then she exhales sharply, rubbing her temples.*

N (muttering): “This is so stupid… but it might work.”

A (laughing tiredly): “I know. Now...i just"

*N hears a thud and then snoring sounds from the other side of the phone before she hangs up and sighs.*

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NADC NEWS!

NADC "lawyer" Beast Mortos gave a title shot to his LFI buddy Rush...but after 16m35s he tapped out to the man of 1000 deaths...the one who keeps the NADC Championship hostage..

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N: Who can stop Mil Muertes?

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*N at her desk, looking stressed while she look contract after contract trying to find someone to deal with Mil Muertes' chaotic reign.*

*She stops and turns to face Beast Mortos, who's sitting in his usual quiet, intimidating manner at his desk, seemingly unfazed by N’s worry.*

N: "Mortos, we can’t keep ignoring this. I need someone who actually has a chance of stopping him. Its been weeks since we saw him who knows what he's planning.

*Mortos doesn’t say anything but gives a deep, thoughtful grunt, looking at her with an intense stare. He then slowly stands up from his desk, his movements deliberate.*

N: "What? Did you find someone? Who?

*Mortos grunts again, this time standing tall. He reaches over and picks up a piece of paper, slamming it on the desk with a low growl. The paper is a title shot contract with the La Facción Ingobernable logo on it.*

N: "Wait... this is—"

*Before N can finish her thought, the door to the office swings open, and Rush strides in confidently.*

Rush: grinning "Looks like Mortos has already made his decision. You’ve got a challenger, alright."

*N looks back at Mortos, her eyes wide with realization.*

N: "You... made him the challenger?"

*Mortos gives a grunt of affirmation, his eyes locked with N’s as if saying "trust me."*

Rush: still smirking "Yeah, Mortos found the perfect candidate... me."

*Rush walks up to Mortos and pats him on the back, a sign of approval. The two men then perform the iconic La Facción Ingobernable pose together, arms raised in unity.*

*N stands frozen for a moment, not sure whether to be angry or impressed. She finally lets out a frustrated sigh.*

N: "You know what, whatever... I’ll deal with this later."

*Rush winks at N, clearly confident in the outcome of the match. He turns to walk out of the office, but not before giving Mortos a quick, satisfied nod.*

Rush: "Thanks, Mortos. See you soon."

*As Rush leaves, N is still standing in the middle of the office, shakes her head in disbelief.*

N: quietly "Well... looks like we're in for one hell of a show."

*The camera fades out, leaving N alone in her office, processing everything that just happened*

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*The scene opens in N's office. She's seated behind her desk, tapping her fingers impatiently on the surface. The day has dragged on, and there’s no sign of A, who was supposed to return from his “scouting” trip*

N (muttering): "He’s always late… Where is he?"

*Her computer pings with a new voicemail.*

A’s Voice (cheerful, skiing sounds in the background): "Hey N! So, uh, yeah, I’m still out ‘scouting’ wrestlers.. heh heh... But good news! I found you an attorney. He’s the real deal, a legal genius! Oh, and he might be a bit… uh, different, but trust me, he’s perfect for NADC. You’re gonna love him! Good luck, see you when I get back! Or… whenever!"

*N scrolls down at the attached pic, and her face immediately freezes as she sees the image attached. It's a grainy photo of a visit card with the words:*

CARD TEXT: Frank Mortos, Attorney at RAWWWRRR Legal Advice, Contracts of Doom, Courtroom Devastation

N (in disbelief): "Attorney at RAWWWRRR? Is this a joke?"

*Just then, her office door slowly creaks open. A huge, hulking figure fills the frame. It's Beast Mortos, towering over her. He lets out a low, rumbling growl that sounds like a minotaur deep in its labyrinth.*

*N freezes, staring wide-eyed at the imposing figure before her.*

N (forcing a smile, nervously): "Uh… Mr. Mortos, I presume? A sent you to help?"

*Beast Mortos tilts his head slightly, his breathing slow and menacing, letting out a low snarl in response.*

N (unsure): "Okay...right. Can you… handle contracts?"

*Mortos’ nostrils flare, and he makes a guttural sound. He points to his visit card on N's desk, tapping it with one huge finger as if to say, "What do you think?"*

Beast Mortos (grunting deeply): "Rrrawwwrrr..."

N (exasperated, but defeated): "Right... Okay, you're hired. Welcome to NADC...

*Beast Mortos lets out one final, powerful grunt of approval before stomping out of the office, his heavy footfalls echoing as he disappears down the hall. N watches him leave.*

N (under her breath): "I’m going to kill him when he gets back."

*The camera zooms in on the desk, showing the visit card of Beast Mortos one last time before the scene fades to black.*

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*The camera catches Catrina striding confidently down the hallway. Her smirk is devilish as she approaches N's office. She pauses at the door, leaning in with her usual flair.*

Catrina: "Well, well, well, N. Another... thrilling night, wouldn’t you say? Gravity was no match for Mil’s... overwhelming power. Don’t worry, though—we'll be back next week for more fun! Take care, N. See you soooon!"

*Catrina turns and glides away down the hall, leaving N alone in her office*

N (muttering to herself): "This is a nightmare... Where the hell is A?"

*N, looking visibly stressed, picks up his phone and dials A's number. It rings a few times before A finally picks up. There’s an unmistakable sound of tropical birds, waves crashing, and the faint tinkling of ice cubes in a drink.*

A (in an exaggerated, cheerful voice): "Heeeyyy, boss! What’s up, N! All good?! I’m totally... uh... out here, deep in the field, scouting talent. It’s... hard work, you know? Really exhausting, but someone’s gotta do it!"

*The camera cuts to A lounging on a deck chair, his feet up, sunglasses on, and a ridiculous Hawaiian shirt.*

N: "Work, huh? I can hear, how stressed you are!" *N rolls her eyes and shakes her head slightly before she takes a deep breath to continue speaking.* "I need you back here!! Like...right now!! Vacation is over, A! Shit is going down here and I need your help or we might loose the company!" *The urgency in her voice is strong and her hand clenches around the phone.*

A: "Vacay what? Who me? Nah, nah! This is, uh, a scouting mission! Very serious yea..Just scouting...okay okayyy i will come backkk..y-yea next plane im there...i think yea...see you soon boss!"

N: "Ok..yeah..sure." *N runs her hand through her hair.* "Sorry for getting loud. Im just...reaaaally stressed here!! Did you find someone interessting on your scouting mission, then bring them with you right away! I'll expect you to be here by tomorrow!"

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NADC NEWS!

Another victim of Mil Muertes, personally chosen by Catrina. Gravity tried his best but he encountered 1000 deaths between himself and the chance of becoming the new NADC Champion who will ever stop Mil and Catrina?

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N: A big thank you for Gravity for trying to bring the NADC title back to a worthy champion! You did well! And I ensure everyone, that I will find the best competition for Mil Muertes to get back controll of our company!