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Post by Riley Gordon on Nov 22, 2017 6:38:41 GMT
---------------------------------------------------------- SINGLES MATCH Mr. Happy vs Pax Stormcrow ---------------------------------------------------------- {Mr. Happy by ICP hits the pa. Mr. Happy comes dancing out onto the stage shaking bottles of Root Beer Faygo. He shakes one then sends it flying off the ramp and into the crowd like a soda rocket. The other he rips open and spills all over his face and mouth before running down the ramp and sliding into the ring.}Alison Valance: Entering the ring Standing at 6’2”, weighing in at 320 pounds and hailing from Detroit Michigan, MR HAPPY! Terri Morasco: Happy looking his usual self on this Sacrifice eve! Vasco Dias: I hear he brought extra Vaseline this time Terri Morasco: Why would he ..oh. Oh god… {As Adeama’s “The way you like it” starts, the lights flash across the arena, flicking in time to the intro of the song. As the song kicks to a start, there is an explosion of sparks on the stage. The sparks fall slowly as Pax bobs on his toes at the top of the ramp He makes his way down to the ring, high fiving fans as he goes. Witherspoon follows behind him, far less exuberant or excited. Pax slides into the ring under the ropes and jumps to his feet lifting his arms into the air and staring up towards the sky as he moves around in a slow circle before he makes his way to the corner.}Alison Valance: His opponent standing at 6’2” and weighing at 249 pounds from Aitken, Minnesota PAX STORMCROW! Terri Morasco: This fresh face hasn’t had an easy time of it as of late can he claim his first victory!? Vasco Dias: 20 bucks says no. {The two circle each other before the two lock up happy starting to push Pax backwards Pax sensing he’s losing the momentum perform a quick Lock up whip over and uses the momentum to stand them back op, work under Happy for a quick snappy trip take down rushing forwards to hit Happy with a Oklahoma Roll!!}ONE!! TWO!! KICK OUT!! Terri Morasco: Pax Stormcrow showing amateur Mat work! Vasco Dias: This isn’t Division one {Pax is quick to roll through even as Happy gets to his feet quickly bouncing off the ropes to connect with Happy who no sells the shoulder block and laughs at Pax in a moment of Frustration Pax runs for the opposite ropes only to get himself knocked down by a Happy shoulder block, only for Happy to start stomping turning to the crowd to laugh some more}Terri Morasco: I Don’t like Happy being too cocky, this could be a mistake! Vasco Dias: It could be worse Terri Morasco: How?! Wait…I don’t wanna know {Happy pulls PAx up and lands a couple of forearms Pax Fires bac and Happy shrugs it off and hits a head but, before Casually picking Pax up with a Scoop slam! Happy makes a signal even as he charges forwards and hits a quick running Senton on Pax, dragging him a bit with a few more Stomps to mount the Second Rope slapping his chest and the diving to try and hit Pax with a diving head-butt Pax rolls out of the way even as Happy meets mat and he promptly clambers up! Happy rubs his forehead and staggers up slowly as well}Terri Morasco: Happy finds no water in the pool! This could be Pax’s Big chance! Vasco Dias: God..I hope not. Terri Morasco: Will you stop?! {Happy stands up into Pax who hits a quick rolling arm drag! Then a Second Happy tries to run over Pax again only to get nailed by a smooth ankle pick. Scooping happy over into a –beautiful- snap Fisherman’s, hips popping to roll him self around and hit a second suplex again with a hand snap on it before he hits one last bridging suplex!}ONE TWO! THRE NO!! {Pax pops out of the kick out to roll over Happy to Pop him into an amateur style Double arm pin!}ONE TWO! NO!! {Pax gets up with a roar slipping his Chest as he measures Happy up ducking under a Happy punch to pin his arm behind his back and landing the PEACE OUT Suplex!}ONE!!! TWOO!! THREE!! {Happy Kicks out Just after the three eve as Pax still has a hold of his wrist and then breaks the hold standing up slowly as Adeama’s “The way you like it” starts to Play and Happy rolls out the ring shaking his right arm off as Pax’s arm gets raised}Alison Valance: Here is your winner PAX STORMCROW! ---------------------------------------------------------- SEGMENT Not Your Assistant… ---------------------------------------------------------- {The camera cuts backstage where Lizzy Dalmon (looking stunning as usual) is walking around searching for something. You can tell by the look on her face that she's more than a little pissed off. She comes to The Diamond's dressing room and opens the door.}Lizzy Dalmon: There you are! {The camera pans and we see Vivienne Rodgers sitting on one of the benches. She is just finishing getting ready for her Extinction Event qualifying match later tonight as she is putting her hair up.}Lizzy Dalmon: I was waiting for you in my limousine for over five minutes! It's unacceptable that I had to personally come find you. {Vivienne gets to her feet and stands toe to toe with Lizzy. A kind smile never leaving her face.}Vivienne Rodgers: I'm sorry that you had to come all this way to find me. You do know that I don't work for you though, right? Lizzy Dalmon: Not after tonight you don't! You'll be lucky to keep… {Vivienne puts a finger to the lips of Lizzy silencing her immediately.}Vivienne Rodgers: What I mean is, I'm a contracted wrestling just like you. A couple weeks ago? That was me just being nice and you took advantage of that. It's alright, I've already forgiven you. {It's unclear if Lizzy even caught all of that. She's caught up on one part of it.}Lizzy Dalmon: You a wrestler? That's the funniest thing I've heard all week. Vivienne Rodgers: I'm not sure why that's so hard for you to believe. You don't see me questioning how much of a wrestler you are, right? {Those words sting.}Lizzy Dalmon: Don't you EVER question what a Dalmon is capable of! Vivienne Rodgers: I wouldn't dare. {An angry Lizzy turns around to storm off only stopping to say one more thing.}Lizzy Dalmon: You're going to fall on your face out there. {With Lizzy out of the locker room, Vivienne takes a sit once again on one of the benches. The look on her face turns to one of determination. She doesn't have to prove anything to Lizzy or anyone else. She only has to prove it to herself.}---------------------------------------------------------- SINGLES MATCH Crystal Hilton vs Natasha ---------------------------------------------------------- {Natasha and Crystal go head to head. It’s clear Crystal is throwing her all into this match and Natasha is keeping up with her. Natasha is clearly going straight for the pain but Crystal is not giving up. Crystal keeps getting back up regardless of how much pain she is clearly in. Natasha finally pulls out FROM THE CRADLE TO ENSLAVE before taking Crystal out. Natasha pins her, winning the match}---------------------------------------------------------- SEGMENT The Beginning... ---------------------------------------------------------- Mandi Matthews-Bates: I’m so glad we decided to get some food before the flight. I’m starving. {Steve Awesome and Mandi Matthews come walking in hand and hand into a fancy restaurant. It was kind of like one of the sizzlers with all the stupid crap all over the walls and stuff.}Steve Awesome: I figure we got some time before our really long flight. May as well get us some grub before we’re stuck eating plane food. Get us a table, babe. I’m going to go take a wiz. Love you.” {She nods and he gives her a quick smootch before he takes off toward the restroom. Inside Steve quickly spots the five urinals attached to the wall and he instinctively chooses the last one on the left. Moments later another man enters the restroom and awkwardly takes the urinal directly next to Steve.}“Aren’t you Steve Awesome?” {Awesome can feel the eyes staring at him.}Steve Awesome: Look man, now’s not really a good time for- {Steve knew that mask anywhere.}Steve Awesome: el Grandé Malo? El Grande Malo: Si. Si. How is you me amigo? {Malo...erm...takes one hand off the wheel and offers that hand for a shake.}El Grande Malo: Malo is offering the shake of hands. Many respects to Awesome man who wears sunglasses indoors. {Steve glances at the tainted hand and he looked down at the fact he was still urinating.}Steve Awesome: Can it maybe wait like a minute or two? El Grande Malo: Si. Si. {Malo leans over.}El Grande Malo: Malo can see why you is good with the chi chi’s. {Steve realizes what he meant and quickly puts everything away and awkwardly steps back from the urinal. Malo finishes up not soon after.}Steve Awesome: Hey come on now! What are you even doing here anyway? El Grande Malo: Malo is doing the tasting of the culture. Fine americano dishes. The burnt steak and dry potato. {Malo rubs his tummy. Awesome quickly heads over to the sink to wash his hands.}Steve Awesome: Well that’s cool. Whatever, I don’t really care. Look I’m gonna let you get back to all that okay Malo? And I’m gonna go back to my thing without you. We can probably talk at like work or something. My wife and I are going on honeymoon and-“ {Malo’s eyes light up with glee behind the mask.}El Grande Malo: Honeymoon? Is you saying the honeymoon? That is wonderful news. It is long tradition in Malo’s family that Malo must personally congratulate the bride. {Steve shakes his head.}Steve Awesome: No, no that’s not necessary. You don’t have to.... El Grande Malo: No, Malo must congratulate bride. {Malo starts to follow Steve out the door when he suddenly points at the sinks.}Steve Awesome: You didn’t wash your hands! {Malo realizes he’s right and turns back toward the sink and stops.}El Grande Malo: Malo is wearing gloves! {Awesome comes rushing back to the table where Mandi was and he starts dropping cash on the table and he starts grabbing his jacket and he tosse Mandi her’s.}Steve Awesome: C’mon babe. We gotta get out of here! Quick! Mandi Matthews-Bates: What!? What is going on!? {Steve throws a few more dollars on the table.}Steve Awesome: There That should cover the sodas. We gotta bounce! Mandi Matthews-Bates: No wait...I got cheese sticks on the way. {Steve throws an extra ten on the table.}Steve Awesome: Okay lets go. Mandi Matthews-Bates: But babe, I really wanted those cheese sticks. They are hand crafted. Steve Awesome: Can’t you just let them go? If he see’s us, he will come over here. Mandi Matthews-Bates: Who will? Steve Awesome: Oh man! I think he just saw me, quick babe, get under the table! Mandi Matthews-Bates: What? Why? Steve Awesome: Will you just… {He drags her down under the table and they hide behind the long tablecloth.}Mandi Matthews-Bates: Steve will you please tell me what’s going on? Steve Awesome: Let’s just hope he didn’t see us. If he see’s us we’re doomed just be quiet and- Waiter: I got an order of cheese sticks? {Mandi pokes her head out from under the table cloth.}Mandi Matthews-Bates: Down here! El Grande Malo: Hola Amigos! Steve Awesome: OH COME ON!! {Steve just facepalms as Malo squeezes in with them under the table.}El Grande Malo: You must be the bride that is blushing. {Mandi nods and shows off the ring.}El Grande Malo: Malo is happy for his new amigo and amiga. Malo not have many amigos since old friend go missing. Mandi Matthews-Bates: Oh no, you lost your friend? El Grande Malo: Old friend Zasshu. It’s like he pulled his face off and disappeared. Say, you guys will be Malo’s new amigos? {Steve starts shaking his head trying to will Mandi to say no but of course she smiles and nods her head.}Mandi Matthews-Bates: Of course we will. El Grande Malo: Bueno! …...y...Malo is wondering why you is under the table. {Mandi nods her head.}Mandi Matthews-Bates: Mandi is wondering the same thing. Steve Awesome: Well contrary to popular belief you are not the only one that can work under the table. {Steve thinks he’s pretty clever but Malo doesn’t seem to get the joke and Mandi is glaring at him from the other side of the table.}Steve Awesome: Okay listen, there is a perfectly good explanation for all of this. Really good story. One that you- {He points to Mandi.}Steve Awesome: will hear in the car. And you- {He points to Malo.}Steve Awesome: will hear the next time I see you. Wich will probably be never, if I can help it. But look at the time.” El Grande Malo: You is not wearing no watch. {Steve ignores that fact and continues.}Steve Awesome: We’d love to stay under this table and chat but we will miss our flight out. Come on Mandi let’s go. {They all start to crawl out from under the table and Malo starts to follow them out.}El Grande Malo: It was nice meeting you. Maybe text Malo- Steve Awesome: Nope. El Grande Malo: Facebook- Steve Awesome: Nope. El Grande Malo: Twitter- Steve Awesome: Nope. El Grande Malo: Snapchat. {They get to the front door.}Steve Awesome: Nope. Have a nice day. {And with that Steve Awesome and Mandi walk out of the restaurant leaving Malo behind.}El Grande Malo: Nice people. {Suddenly the waiter comes running up to the door.}Waiter: Hey somebody dropped some envelope. Looks like it has plane tickets in it. {Malo completely ignores the commotion behind him as he watched Steve and Mandi drive away. In the car, Steve drives and Mandi watches the road from the passenger seat.}Mandi Matthews-Bates: I guess that seems pretty annoying now that you put it that way. But I think Malo means well. {Steve shrugs his shoulder in the driver's seat.}Steve Awesome: Yeah well, I’m just glad that’s over. We can go, get on our first class trip to our honeymoon and we never have to deal with Malo again…” {Cue Always Sunny Music.}“Steve Awesome and El Grande Malo in….. An Awesomely Bueno Adventure!!” ---------------------------------------------------------- SEGMENT Recognizing Greatness… ---------------------------------------------------------- {Backstage we see the smiling face of the illustrious Willy Carter.}Willy Carter: Willy Carter here with the first edition of Carter Converses! {Willy smiles extra large.}Willy Carter: Tonight is an action packed edition of Monday Night Sacrifice and I wouldn’t ve doing my job if I didn’t talk to the biggest star on this show! {The camera pans back to show Ryan Shane standing smug in a well fitted black suit with Laura Howlett standing proudly by his side.}Willy Carter: Ryan Shane! The crown King of the House of Howlett and the first man to be entered into the Extinction Event at Survival of the Fittest! Ryan, it is my pleasure to converse with you here tonight. Ryan Shane: It’s nice to be respected. Laura Howlett: Finally someone sees the greatness I see in my client, Ryan Shane. Willy Carter: I don’t know how you could ignore the greatness that is the Steel Legend. That being said, I have to get your thoughts on the two Fatal Four ways tonight that will determine your “partners” at Survival of the Fittest. {Ryan looks to Laura with a smug smirk before looking back at Willy.}Ryan Shane: Willy, it honestly doesn’t matter who my partners are come Survival of the Fittest. The Extinction Event isn’t a match designed for team work, it doesn’t matter if I like or respect the men and women standing on my side of the ring, all that matters is I defeat one of the champions on the other side of the ring. I don’t need partners for that, all I need is exactly all I’ve ever had, myself and this wonderful woman by my side. One way or another I am walking out of the Extinction Event with a championship around my waist and there is nothing Andrew Jacobse, Dean Harper, Jayson Matthews… Or that insufferable idiot Cable Arcane can do about it. Laura Howlett: And if my former client, Cable Arcane even tries to “fix” the match against Mr Shane I will make it my mission in life to sue his ass back to the bingo halls I lifted him out of! Remember Willy, the House always Wins. {With that Ryan Shane and Laura Howlett walk out of the shot as Willy turns back to the camera.}Willy Carter: This has been Carter Converses! ---------------------------------------------------------- SINGLES MATCH Muru vs Caleb Lockwood ---------------------------------------------------------- Alison Valance: The following contest is set for one fall, introducing first… MURU!!! {Up on the tron a picture of the earth is seen. The earth then explodes as pyro and explosions fill the arena. The entrance ramp is filled with smoke as "Handshakes To Fist Fights" by Devour The Day begins to play. Muru then walks out through the smoke and makes his way down the ramp with Dejaun Dawson a few steps behind him. Along the way to the ring the duo slaps the hands of a few fans and then Muru slides into the ring while Dejaun goes over and has a seat at the commentary table. Once in the ring Muru gets to his feet and raises his hands to the air as the crowd cheers}Terri Morasco: It looks like we’ll be joined by Dejaun Dawson on commentary for this match up, Vasco. Vasco Dias: Oh joy. Terri Morasco: How are you tonight Dejaun? Dejaun Dawson: I’m doing good, Mama. Terri Morasco: I...I’ve never been called Mama before. Dejaun Dawson: Relax, it’s a term of endearment. Alison Valance: And his opponent, representing The Pack… CALEB LOCKWOOD!!! {A roaring scream pierces the air, and as the crunching guitars of "Rise, Rebel, Resist" play Caleb Lockwood stalks out onto the stage, eyes fixed on the ring as he licks his lips idly. He stalks down to the ring, hands clenching and unclenching as his eyes shift back and forth to scan the crowd. As he approaches the ring, Caleb slides into the ring, rolling to the side and coming up in a crouch. His eyes never stop moving as he backs into the corner of the ring, cracking each of his joints in turn and waiting for the match to start.}Dejaun Dawson: Yo this dude got dem shifty eyes like he been tweekin’. Vasco Dias: Was that English? Terri Morasco: VASCO! Vasco: What? It was a legitimate question. {The bell sounds and Lockwood pops up out of the corner as Muru moves to the center of the ring and looks to initiate a collar and elbow tie up but Caleb launches himself through the air right into a flying knee that staggers his unsuspecting opponent. Lockwood grabs the back of Muru’s head looking to follow up with the Facebreaker knee smash but Muru fights out of it and hits a Snapmare followed by a Rolling Necksnap on the smaller man.}Terri Morasco: Caleb Lockwood struck first but Muru knows what he’s doing in there. Vasco Dias: Against subpar competition. Caleb Lockwood is amongst the elite, he runs with the Pack. Dejaun Dawson: Looks to me like lil homey be runnin’ to his dealer. {Muru pulls Lockwood to his feet and hooks his head before whipping him over with a Snap Suplex. Muru goes for the pin but the still very fresh Lockwood kicks out at one. Both men get back to their feet and Muru snatches Caleb into a standing headlock before getting whipped into the ropes after Lockwood lands a few shots to the gut. Muru tries for a Drop Kick on the rebound but Lockwood side steps him. As soon as Muru is back to his feet Lockwood springs off the ropes into Beast of War (springboard roundhouse kick). Muru drops and Lockwood follows that up with a Standing Somersault Senton.}Terri Morasco: Lockwood is using his speed advantage to take control of this match. Vasco Dias: What do you think about your mentor now Dejaun? Dejaun Dawson: I think he’s just toying with this pasty lil fool. The Greatest Show on Earth’s about to put this stray dog down. {Caleb goes for the pin and the referee drops down to count. One...Two… KICKOUT!!! Muru tosses Lockwood off him with authority and rolls over onto his stomach, pushing himself up to his knees. With Muru on his knees in front of him Lockwood hits a series of rapid fire kicks before one final vicious knee puts Muru back down and he covers once again. One...Two… NO!!! Muru kicks out at the last second.}Terri Morasco: So close! Muru kicked out at just the last second. Dejaun Dawson: He’s tryin’ to give this dude a false sense of confidence. Vasco Dias: Keep telling yourself that, rookie. {Lockwood snarls as he stands up and glares down at Muru lying prone before him. He backs up and stands near the ropes waiting patiently as Muru rolls over and starts to push himself up. As soon as Muru is to his hands and knees Lockwood rushes forward looking for the Curb Stomp. As he leaps up Muru pulls his head back just enough to slip out from under his foot and as he stands he brings Lockwood up on his shoulders and hits a Death Valley Driver.}Terri Morasco: There’s still fight in Muru yet! He just countered the Curb Stomp with a Death Valley Driver I don’t think I’ve ever seen that done. Dejaun Dawson: Yo I taught him that, ask him. Vasco Dias: Sure you did. {Muru drapes an arm across the chest of Lockwood and the referee counts...One...Two… Kickout. Lockwood shoves Muru’s arm off and rolls out of the ring. Muru stands up and goes over to the ropes but Lockwood jumps up on the apron and snaps his neck across the top rope. As Muru staggers back he bends at just the right angle clutching his throat and Lockwood leaps off hitting him with a Springboard Curbstomp! The referee counts...One...Two...Three!}Alison Valance: Ladies and Gentlemen your winner, CALEB LOCKWOOD!!! Terri Morasco: Caleb Lockwood is victorious as Muru suffers his first defeat since his return. Dejaun Dawson: Damnit! Vasco Dias: HAHAHA There goes that winning streak. {Caleb rolls out of the rings and backs up the ramp as Dejaun slides in to help his mentor up.}---------------------------------------------------------- SEGMENT Earned My Opportunity… ---------------------------------------------------------- {We open once more on the smug looking Willy Carter as he preps himself for another amazing opening.}Willy Carter: Welcome to the second edition of- Cable Arcane: I don’t have time for this Willy! {The camera immediately pulls back to show Cable Arcane standing beside him in ring gear, he doesn’t look amused.}Willy Carter: Of Carter Converses… I’m here with Cable Arcane and- Cable Arcane: I literally have a company to run so if you can stop editorializing and get to the point that would be nice. Willy Carter: Right… So for the last few weeks you have been in charge of the IWF and this time at the top has been surrounded in controversy. {Cable raises his eyebrows.}Willy Carter: From poor booking decisions to countless errors backstage to late pay checks, the controversy has been literally none stop. Cable Arcane: Which is why I’d like you to get to the point. Willy Carter: With that in mind how is it you saw fit to place yourself in a Fatal Four Way match to determine a spot in the Extinction Event when men like Muru and Dejaun Dawson seemingly have nothing to do at the Survival of the Fittest. {Cable sighs.}Cable Arcane: Willy, I’ve already explained myself to you and the rest of the IWF. I earned this chance and I’m going to earn my place in the Extinction Event. The roster has already expressed their displeasure and I assure you next Open Fight Night I will be issuing an open challenge to the whole roster. Anyone who wants to prove they’re better than me will have their chance. Willy Carter: That’s glossing over the question a little but say you do get into the Extinction Event, won’t you have an unfair advantage since you will still technically be the boss? Cable Arcane: I have never taken a short cut in my career and I never will. Once I’m inside of that ring I’m just another professional wrestler. Willy Carter: Even with Ryan Shane in your corner? {Cable sneers a little.}Cable Arcane: I’m not going to abuse my power inside of the ring… But I’m not letting Ryan Shane walk out with a championship. {With that Cable Arcane walks away leaving Willy with a smug smirk on his face.}---------------------------------------------------------- FATAL FOUR WAY MATCH Winner joins the “Challengers” team in the Extinction Event Mason St. Croix vs Spike Kane vs Chris Card vs Derek Brooks ---------------------------------------------------------- {The synthesized beginning of "Remember The Name" by Fort Minor begins to play as the crowd grows silent.}YOU READYYYY!? LET'S GO! {The beat breaks in and the strobe lights around the arena go with said beat as the crowd begins to amp up.}"This is ten percent luck..." {As the lyrics begin a single spotlight shines on the man known as "Greatness" before he glances over his shoulder, staring down at the ring. With a concentrated look he slowly turns and starts down to the ring as he's announced.}Vasco Dias: Here’s our first contender for this qualifying match, the man destined for greatness Derek Brooks. {Purple and white spotlights home in on the entrance area as the opening drum fill to "DC Sound Attack!" plays. As the harmonica and guitars start up, Chris Card walks the first few steps out from the curtain and pauses, soaking in the atmosphere and cracking an enigmatic smile. After a brief nod of acknowledgement to the crowd, Card walks purposefully down to the ring.}"The optics of it are not important, The public don't give a damn, I see you're in need of consultation now, Everybody needs a sinister hand" Alison Valance: WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY POUNDS AND FIGHTING OUT OF TORONTO, ONTARIO, CANADA, HE IS "THE REAL MAN'S WRESTLER", "TECHNICAL PERFECTION" CHRIIIIIIIIIIIIS CAAAAAAAAAAAAARD! {Card rolls under the bottom rope and stands in the center of the ring, basking in the crowd reaction before retreating to his corner to be checked over by the referee.}Terri Morasco: Next to enter is a man who came so close to being Invictus Champion! {"The War Isn't Over Yet" by Eye Empire begins playing and blue and white pyro shoots out from the walkway as Mason St. Croix stares straight ahead with his eyes focus on his opponent and walks at a marching pace towards the ring . Once in the ring Mason climbs all four turnbuckles one at a time before hoping down and taking the center of the ring where he stands at attention, his eyes never moving from his opponent.}Terri Morasco: Now here comes Mason St. Croix, a man who, I think you’ll join me Vasco, in who we’d like to thank for his service to this country. Vasco Dias: You can say that again Terri. Mason has everything that it takes to succeed, he has done before, and he does what nobocdy else in IWF has done, and put his life on the line for Freedom! {The crowd grow silent as the lights go out, monks chanting can be heard, as the chanting gets louder the stage area starts to fill with smoke. Suddenly, and abruptly as the drums and guitars kick in a pyro explodes around the stage.}“BROTHERS! MY BROTHERS! Is this all what we are? SISTERS! MY SISTERS! We’ve been crushed by the fists of GOD!!!” {On the word God another pyro explodes either side of the rampway as Spike Kane appears through the smoke, to a growing roar from the crowd. He stands with his arms outstretched, fists balled up soaking in the reaction from the crowd. After a few seconds he simply heads right to the ring, rolling under the bottom rope and standing right in the center of the ring, extending his arms once more, before the lights fade to normal and the music fades.}Vasco Dias: Last, but not least, we have the former Man of Steel, former Tag Team, and former Imperial champion, Spike Kane. Terri Morasco: You left out first ever Hall of Famer in your little suck up fest there Vasco…. {Each of the four men stand in their corners, conducting their pre match warm ups. Spike crouches down, holding the top ropes and glares across the ring at the other men. Mason rolls both of his wrists as he hops from foot to foot. Derek cracks his neck and lifts his head up, absorbing the reaction from the crowd and smiling. Chris Card simply stands there with his fist clenched in the other palm and smirking.}Vasco Dias: This is one of our three huge qualifying matches here tonight Terri, one of these men is going to the Extinction Event at Survival of the Fittest. Terri Morasco: That’s right Vasco, one of these men will be joining the team of challengers, alongside Shea O’Hara and Ryan Shane. {The bell rings and neither guy moves. They each give each other sidewards glances, but nobody wants to be the first to move. Then, Chris Card arrogantly walks into the middle of the ring, and this prompts Derek Brooks to cock his head and start walking forwards too. From the other sides Spike and Mason charge out of their corners, looking to sandwich Card, but Chris ducks backwards and Spike and St. Croix clothesline each other taking them out. Card laughs out loud as he motions for what just happened, and then points to his head.}Vasco Dias: Card showing there that he can outsmart everyone in this match. {Brooks slow claps Card, before stepping over the bodies of Kane and St. Croix and sending a huge haymaker to the unsuspecting Card. Chris recoils and Derek begins to press the advantage, sending shot after shot pushing Chris Card to the ropes. Brooks then hits the opposite ropes and comes back for a big clothesline, however Card drops to the mat, pulling the top rope down as he does, and it forces Brooks to spill to the outside. Card climbs back up again, leaning over the ropes and points to his head once more.}Terri Morasco: Chris Card is certainly sticking to his game plan, of trying to outsmart his opponents. {Behind him both Mason St. Croix and Spike Kane have climbed to their feet. They share a glance with each other before looking over at Chris Card. They both move towards him, and Mason spins him around, much to Chris’ surprise. Spike fires the first shot, and Mason sends another, before they both whip him off the ropes. Card heads across the ring on the return Kane and St. Croix lift him up into the air with a double flapjack. Mason goes to grab Card, but Spike grabs him first, allowing Chris to roll away. Spike grabs Mason and pulls him up into a suplex position, before dropping him back first onto his knee.}Terri Morasco: Spike once more proving he can’t be trusted. Vasco Dias: It’s every man for himself Terri, a place in the Extinction Event is on the line! {Spike goes for a quick cover, but Mason St. Croix kicks out before the referee can even count to one. Spike slowly nods his head as he drags Mason back to his feet, as he does so Mason breaks free and pushes Spike away before nailing Spike with the St. Croix Combo! The former God of Steel is staggered as he wobbles on his feet, before Mason comes back once more and for a spear into a spinebuster, hitting Spike with the Warpath! Before Mason can go for a cover, Derek Brooks slides into the ring and nails Mason with a lunging clothesline. Brooks pops to his feet, to a pretty huge crowd reaction. He notices Spike near the ropes and pulls him towards the middle before going for the cover.}Terri Morasco: Derek Brooks could pick up the win here off of Mason St. Croix’s hard work! {The ref slides in checking the cover…..ONE! …...TWO! …..TH-MASON BREAKS THE PIN! Mason St. Croix dives across the ring, hitting Brooks with a double axe handle to the back of the head, desperate to break the pinfall. Chris Card is also crawling back into the ring now. Brooks climbs up, glaring at Mason, he turns to start whipping him with punches, but Mason whips Brooks off the ropes towards Chris Card, Card lifts Brooks up and over the top rope with a monkey toss, sending the big man to ringside. Card turns around just in time to be met by the charging Mason St. Croix who lunges at Card and takes both men over the top rope with the force.}Vasco Dias: These guys are tearing each other apart! Terri Morasco: It shows just how much they want to be in the Extinction Event. {The three men lay on the floor as Spike Kane staggers to his feet, the crowd begin to cheer as he looks towards the men on the outside. Spike lowers his head for a second, before taking a deep breath. He points to the turnbuckle and the crowd go nuts. Spike starts to climb as the three men on their feet start to stagger to their feet.}Vasco Dias: What is he doing!? Spike’s not the kind of person who does his business from the top rope. Terri Morasco: Like you said Vasco, he wants in that Extinction Event! {Card looks up just as Mason and Brooks try to grab him and Spike flies off the turnbuckle with the BURNING STAR TO THE OUTSIDE!!! All four men lay in a heap after Spike collides into them. The referee stands with his hands on his head, not knowing what to do, and the crowd are chanting “Holy Shit” throughout the arena.}Vasco Dias: That man just tried to commit suicide. Terri Morasco: If there was ever a man who would go down in the ring, it’s Spike Kane. He puts his body on the line just to use it as a weapon. {The men begin to show some signs of life, Spike slowly crawling to the turnbuckle and Brooks doing the same. Derek climbs up to his feet, and rolls into the ring, slowly followed by Spike. However Brooks was waiting for him! He hefts Spike into the air and slams him down with the DISPLAY OF GREATNESS! The crowd pop for Derek, but he doesn’t go for the cover, instead he lifts Spike’s leg and smiles to the camera, brooks then steps between and sets Spike up in the Submit to Greatness sharpshooter!}Terri Morasco: Brooks could have it won here! Vasco Dias: Aww come on, anyone but that meat head! {Mason St. Croix see’s what is happening and slides into the ring. He thinks about breaking the submission, but instead he steps over the writhing body of Spike Kane and locks in his own submission the RECKONING! Mason and Brooks are back to back, wrenching on Spike who is screaming out in agony. Kane is desperately reaching for the ropes, but he just can’t get there. The agony is clear to see on the face of the God of Xtreme, and just as he looks like he’s about to tap, Chris Card slides into the ring and nails Mason St. Croix in the face with the Calling Card! Mason’s head snaps back and into the back of Derek Brooks’ forcing them both to drop their holds. Mason flops to the floor and Brooks staggers away, Card quickly drops to the mat, as if he was hurt too.}Terri Morasco: What the hell!? {Brooks turns to look at Mason, anger in his eyes. He crosses the ring and drags him up to his feet, heading towards the ropes, he lifts Mason up into a military press and throws him over the ropes! Mason SOMEHOW lands on his feet, and calls for Brooks to “bring it” Brooks climbs out of the ring and the two begin to wail on each other. On the other side of the ring Chris Card, seeing the referee distracted by Brooks and Mason starts to pull an almost lifeless Spike Kane to the ropes. Card has a cheeky grin on his face as he puts Spike under the ropes, but then pulls him up from the other side, after some adjusting Chris Card SOMEHOW manages to set Spike Kane up into a mexican surfboard with Spike’s back wrenched across the top rope and holding Chris Card up just off the mat! The crowd are going insane for the innovation.}Vasco Dias: How in the hell do you do that!? How do you even think about doing something like that? Terri Morasco: Card is intelligent Vasco, more so than a lot of other people on this roster, he figured a way he could hurt an opponent, really wear them down and he’s taking it. {The referee finally comes notices what is going on, as Card is all but swinging from the bending body of Spike Kane, who is screaming in pain. He begins to count….ONE! …..TWO! …..THREE! …..FOUR! …-Card lets go of the hold, dropping to the mat as Spike limply falls to his knees, before dropping to the floor on the outside. On the other side of the ring, Derek Brooks has just rammed Mason St. Croix into the security barrier and is back in the ring. Card, who was looking at the Imperitron sees this and turns, with a hop and a step looking for the Calling Card, but Brooks ducks underneath! He motions for Card to “bring it” and as Card turns around Brooks hits him with the Display of Greatness!}Vasco Dias: Brooks is going to steal this! {Brooks drops for the cover….ONE! ….TWO! ….THREE-NO!!! NO! MASON ST. CROIX BREAKS THE PIN UP!!! A desperate Mason scrambles to the ring and dives onto Derek Brooks to break the hold. Mason is breathing deep as Brooks cocks his head to look at him, clearly annoyed. Brooks rolls to a knee as Spike rolls to the apron, Brooks drags Mason to his feet and hooks him for the Display of Greatness, but Mason sends elbows flying to the head of Derek Brooks. The two stagger to the opposite side of the ring of where Spike is, and Mason hooks Brooks and hits the….DISHONORABLE DISCHARGE!!!! MASON HITS THE T-BONE SUPLEX TO THE OUTSIDE ON DEREK BROOKS! The crowd are stunned as Brooks lays on the outside, all but lifeless.}Terri Morasco: Wow, what a desperate move from Mason St. Croix there. Vasco Dias: He dumped him on the outside! DUMPED HIM! {St. Croix breaths deep as he leans over the ropes, he closes his eyes, knowing the job is not done while Spike Kane climbs to his feet and stalks Mason. St. Croix turns….a kick from Spike! Aaaaand THUNDERSTRUCK!!!!}Terri Morasco: Mason had no idea! Vasco Dias: Spike is going to the Extinction Event! {Kane rolls over and goes for the cover….ONE! …..TWO! …..THREE!!! The referee calls for the bell as “Crushed” begins to play over the sound system. Spike winces in pain as he kneels up, holding his back before slowly climbing to his feet, the referee lifts his hand.}Alison Valance:: The winner, and qualifying for the Extinction Event….SPIKE KANE! {Spike Kane heads up the walkway leaving Mason slow to move in the center of the ring. Derek Brooks rolls inside and stares down at the former member of the military, and he doesn’t look happy.}Derek Brooks: What the hell!? {Mason seems a little put off as he slowly pulls himself to his feet.}Mason St. Croix: What the hell are you talking about? Derek Brooks: Every time I had the match won...YOU GOT IN THE WAY! Mason St. Croix: That’s how the match goes. Derek Brooks: Oh, that’s how the match goes...well… {Without warning, Derek slaps Mason across the face. Before he can turn back, Derek hauls off and puts a boot into his testicular region, causing Mason to fall forward into the arms of Derek who sets him up and drives him into the canvas with a Display of Greatness! (Rock Bottom). The crowd goes insane, booing the man they cheered mere minutes earlier.}Terri Morasco: What the hell has gotten into Derek Brooks? Vasco Dias: It looks like he’s fed up with losing, and he’s taking his frustrations out on Mason! {Derek eyeballs his new enemy before sneering and exiting the ring as his music plays, not bothering to look back as he makes his way to the backstage area as the fans let him hear their displeasure.}Terri Morasco: Strong actions by Derek Brook, and the crowd didn’t like it a single bit. Vasco Dias: I knew I liked him...he just finally gave me a physical reason to do so. ---------------------------------------------------------- SINGLES MATCH Kate Steele vs Brooklyn Madrox ---------------------------------------------------------- {Brooklyn and Kate are brutal. The two look fairly evenly matched. Kate has the upper hand for a bit and then Brooklyn takes that upper hand back with a vengeance. It looks for a moment like Kate might get the win before Brooklyn hits her with a BAMF knocking Kate out for the three count.}---------------------------------------------------------- SEGMENT Vasco’s Views ---------------------------------------------------------- {Three chairs sit in the middle of the ring. One of them is filled with the cool, confident colour commentator, the voice that is the nation’s choice, the one, the only Vasco Dias. He begins to speak}Vasco Dias: Welcome to the critically acclaimed, the segment that has been described as “The Greatest Thing On Television,” and the best way you can spend your time this week, Vasco’s Views. And tonight, let me tell you, I, the greatest investigative journalist walking the planet today, eat your heart out Jon Pilger, am going to get to the heart of an issue that people have been asking about all across the legions of IWF fans. So for the fans in the arena, the millions watching at home and the judging committee of the Peabody award I am sure to claim because of this, I’d like to invite my first guest. {Purple and white spotlights home in on the entrance area as the opening drum fill to "DC Sound Attack!" plays. As the harmonica and guitars start up, Chris Card walks the first few steps out from the curtain and pauses, soaking in the atmosphere and cracking an enigmatic smile. After a brief nod of acknowledgement to the crowd, Card walks purposefully down to the ring.}"The optics of it are not important, The public don't give a damn, I see you're in need of consultation now, Everybody needs a sinister hand" {Card steps through the ropes and takes his seat on one of the empty chairs. Vasco turns to him and asks.}Vasco Dias: Good evening, Chris. Chris Card: Hey Vasco. How are you doing? Vasco Dias: Doing good, Chris. How are the T-shirts selling? Chris Card: They’re going well. But it’s not too late to buy yours if you don’t have one. Order now from the IWF shop. {Card looks straight into the hard camera and winks}Vasco Dias: Now we could sit here and talk about your excellence all evening, and though that would make for some fascinating television, I’m here to sort something out in the minds of the fans. Could we bring out our second participant? {The piano intro of Spartan X fades into the drifting EDM beats of I Remember as Nighthawk walks out confidently towards the ring. Nighthawk takes his time to get to the interview set, making sure to shake as many of the sea of hands that reach out from the fans as he can. Upon reaching the ring Nighthawk steps inside and takes the third chair.}Vasco Dias: Good evening, Nighthawk. Chris Card: Heya, Hawky. Nighthawk: Hello Vasco. Hello… Chris. Vasco Dias: Now the one question I want to get to the heart of tonight, the one question that has been burning on the lips of the IWF fans is this, Nighthawk. What is your problem with Chris Card? Nighthawk: What is my problem with Chris Card? Well, people deserve an honest answer. And unlike the man opposite me, I am going to give it to you. Chris Card is a disappointment to me and to the wrestling industry. I pride myself, Vasco, on working to become to greatest technician in the industry. A true top tier talent. And what I see in Chris Card is a man who could be up there in the highest echelons of in ring talent. If he only worked for it. And he doesn’t. You look at me and you see a man who does things the right way. The proper way. And you look at him and you see a man who can only claim excellence in taking shortcuts. Chris Card: And this is where we differ, Hawk. You look to outwrestle your opponents. I look to defeat them. You treat this industry as you treat your students. You want everything to be all sunshine and rainbows. You want to enforce your own vision of how things should be. I don’t deal with how things should be. I deal with how things are. Nighthawk: Because you can’t do things the right way. Chris Card: The right way, Nighthawk, is to win. There are no participation awards. There is no Fair Play Table in wrestling. There are simply winners and losers. We both think we’re doing the right thing, Nighthawk. Unlike you, I’m not here to preach. I am not here to make a statement. I came to earn victories. Nighthawk: And this, this is where you are wrong. You have no professional pride. You have no principles. Chris Card: To quote Groucho Marx, “I have principles. And if you don’t like them, I have others.” Nighthawk: What kind of example are you setting? What about the kids watching who, when they hear the cheers when you cheat and see their elders wearing your shirts, what will they be learning? Chris Card: They will be learning to be successful. Nighthawk: No. They will be learning to take the easy way out. I have to teach young students of this game and train them out of bad habits they have picked up watching the likes of you. Chris Card: Or you could send them to theblockTOR.ca, use the promo code VascoViews for 10% off your first lesson. Nighthawk: This is a joke to you, isn’t it? This is all a huge joke. Wrestling isn’t a joke. Wrestling is my LIFE. Chris Card: It's not all a joke. But you need to find levity in any situation. Nighthawk, you have always taken yourself way too seriously. You never see the forest for the trees. Ever since we first met I have known this. Nighthawk: And what happened the first time we met? Vasco, roll the footage. {Footage is cut in for the viewers at home and shown on the ImperiTron for those in the arena. Mid ring, Chris Card and Nighthawk are standing in the centre of a pale blue ring, Nighthawk mopping a bead of sweat from his brow having just wrestled a hard fought match. Card looks fresh.}Chris Card: Nighthawk, I have always admired you. You are one of the finest technical wrestlers on the planet. I cannot help but pay respects to your talents. Being a student of the mat game myself, I firmly believe that a match between the two of us would be a fantastic spectacle. Nighthawk nods Chris Card: So if you would like to face the challenge of a wrestler such as myself, to show everybody how it should be done… here’s my Calling Card. {Card rears back and before Nighthawk has a chance to react, superkicks The Wrestling Machine full in the face. Card smugly looks out into the crowd as he stands over the fallen Nighthawk. Cut back to the IWF ring.}Nighthawk: That, IWF fans, is Chris Card. Summed up in one sneak attack. Chris, you will always take the sneak attack. The short cut. The easy way to victory. I cannot stand by and let that go uncriticized. Chris Card: You can criticize all you want. But the industry is changing. It has changed. I hear the cheers build for me, Nighthawk. I hear the fans clamouring for the reality of what I offer and not the cotton candy dreamland of what you try to make the wrestling world into. You want to know what has changed since that night I hit you with the Calling Card. That night they booed. To a man they voiced their displeasure. If I was to hit it right now {Nighthawk stands, throwing his guard up}Chris Card: They would be split right down the middle. Some would boo, yes. But you would hear the cheers for me. Because the world is a darker, more cynical place. We are wrestlers. We are the real life superheroes of the modern era. Everyone wants to be Nighthawk. But while you, Nighthawk are the hero the world wants. {Card stands too. But he does it casually.}Chris Card: I am the hero that reflects what the world IS. {Mic drop. Cut to commericals.}---------------------------------------------------------- SEGMENT Words vs Fists... ---------------------------------------------------------- {We return from the commercial break to the backstage area where Rachel Grimes stands in front of an IWF backdrop holding a microphone in hand.}Rachel Grimes: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Mason St. Croix! {The crowd watching on the big screen inside the arena pop loudly for Mason who steps into the scene, a look of defeat with a side of pissed off etched on his face.}Rachel Grimes: Thank you for joining me Mason. You must be really disappointed after coming up on the losing end of your fatal four way match to qualify for the Extinction Event earlier. What’s going through your head right now? {Mason inhales.}Mason St. Croix: Stuff happens. I lost, wasn’t the first time and it won’t be the last I’m sure, but this one definitely hurt the most. The Extinction Event has always been my favorite match of the year and I looked at it as my chance to become Imperial Champion. I thought by defeating the first man to go into the IWF Hall of Fame and the most dominant Imperial Champion in history I’d done enough that I didn’t need to qualify, but we can’t all be Ryan Shane. My time will come, and it’s getting closer every day, today just wasn’t that day. {Rachel nods and cracks a smile as she hears the fans in the arena chanting Mason’s name.}Rachel Grimes: That’s certainly the right kind of attitude to have to keep them chanting your name, but someone who seemed to go out of his way to lose the fans support tonight was Derek Brooks who viciously assaulted you after the fatal four way. Do you have any words for Derek Brooks? {The mention of Brooks has the fans booing.}Mason St. Croix: Words are his game Rachel. I don’t play games with little boys, I get in fist fights with grown men. It just so happens that right before you asked me for this interview I talked to Cable Arcane and he agrees that Mr. Brooks and myself should have a fist fight at Survival of the Fittest. I’m sure we’ll throw in enough suplexes and body slams to make it look like a wrestling match but make no mistakes when you slap an Army Ranger in the face you’ve got a fight on your hands. Rachel Grimes: Well there you have it, it looks like Survival of the Fittest has another match in the form of Mason St. Croix versus Derek Brooks. Thank you for your time, Mason. Mason St. Croix: Any time, Rachel. {Mason walks out of the scene and we fade out on the smiling face of Rachel Grimes.}---------------------------------------------------------- FATAL FOUR WAY MATCH Winner joins the “Challengers” team in the Extinction Event Vivienne Rogers vs Rayne vs Charity Crowne vs Sara Garcia ---------------------------------------------------------- Terri Morasco: Next up we have the fatal four way for the Diamond’s division to qualify for the Extinction Event at Survival of the Fittest. Vasco Dias: We have four women all with something to prove, that’s for certain. Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL, and is a FATAL FOUR WAY MATCH! {“POP POP”}Alison Valance: On her way down to the ring first, weighing in at 130 pounds from Kensington, London, England, The Crowne Jewel, Diamond in the Rough, Charity Crowne! {The clapping synth intro of "Popular" by The Veronicas plays over the PA, and Charity Crowne walks out onto the stage, rolling her eyes and striking a brief pose at the top of the ramp.}Vasco Dias: I don’t know why the rest of the women here even bothered to show up. The winner’s already arrived. Terri Morasco: You really shouldn’t discount the rest of the women in this match, Vasco. You never know what’ll happen with this many participants active at once. {She smirks, rolling her wrist, and struts down the ramp, dismissing fans if they reach over the barricade. Charity hooks the ring post with a hand, walking around to the side of the ring, and plants a hand on the ring apron, jumping and swinging herself under the bottom rope. She back-rolls to her feet in the middle of the ring, posing again, and casually walks to a corner. She wraps her hand around the top rope, casually yanking on it a few times as she waits and the music fades.}Alison Valance: Next on her way to the ring, weighing in at 155 pounds from San Diego California, Rayne! {Blood by In this Moment roars throughout the arena as the crowd cheers. Rayne storms out from the back and through the curtain and stops on the center of the stage soaking in the cheers. Rayne looks around with a sly smirk before marching her way down to the ring.}Terri Morasco: Rayne has more than proved herself while in the IWF and she certainly has the experience to make it through this event. She’s clearly motivated. Vasco Dias: She’s old news. The future is here, and it doesn’t have to tell us how good it used to be. She should just hang them up while she can still reach down to untie her boots. Terri Morasco: Vasco, you are just ASKING to be hurt. {Rayne rolls right in under the bottom rope and jumps right to her feet before heading to the corner of the ring and throwing her arms up yelling out "The Boss Bitch is Here!"} Terri Morasco: In any case, I think it’s a mistake to underestimate her here tonight. Rayne’s wanted this for a long time. {“Over You” by Girlicious plays throughout the arena. Seventeen seconds into the song, Sara comes out to a negative reaction as she holds her hand in the air above her head, her index finger pointed down at herself as she does a quick spin around before walking down to the ring, talking herself up to all of those in attendance and everyone watching at home.}Terri Morasco: Sara tried to demand her way into Survival of the Fittest. Now, she has to beat the other three women to get where she wants to go. Vasco Dias: This match should really just be between Sara and Charity if it has to happen at all. They are the ones who have really earned the right to get into the event. Alison Valance: Accompanied to the ring by Paige Garcia, from San Diego, California, weighing 135 pounds…SARA Garcia! {Sara jumps up on the apron, posing for the crowd, showing off her beauty before sitting on the middle rope and swinging her legs to the left, pulling the rest of her body in as well. She poses again for the crowd who boo as Sara waits for the match to begin.}Terri Morasco: I think all of these women deserve to be here tonight. {The opening trumpets to Confident by Demi Lovato begin to play as the lights in the ring drop, leaving gold and green spotlights on the stage and ramp. The lights in the arena pulse with similar colors as the bass kicks in.}Alison Valance: and finally on her way down to the ring, weighing in at 140 pounds from Madison, Wisconsin, Vivienne Rodgers! {Vivienne herself does not appear until the lyrics begin in Earnest, walking on from backstage with Ciara alongside her but tonight in a halter dress. Vivienne grins confidently as she raises a fist into the air on stage, holding the pose for a few seconds before stepping toward the ring, throwing a few punches and a kick as she begins to walk.}Vasco Dias: Is it just me or is Vivienne’s manager dressed differently tonight? Terri Morasco: It’s a different outfit than normal. {She jumps up onto the apron, walking alongside the outer part of the ring before going in over the top rope, interacting with the crowd as she circles the inside of the ring. Ciara follows her in, circling opposite her and working to get the crowd psyched up for the match. She takes to the center of the ring as the chorus plays, raising her fists into the air before she and her manager share a high five before Vivienne settles into her corner as Ciara slips out to ringside.}Terri Morasco: Are you complaining? Vasco Dias: Not at all. Not. At. All. {The four women stand in the ring looking at each other waiting for the bell to ring. Paige and Ciara are standing outside the ring in opposite corners of the ring. There is a moment where the camera focuses on each of their faces before the bell goes off.}Terri Morasco: There doesn’t seem to be much love lost between any of these women. Vasco Dias: Of course there isn’t! These women barely know each other! {The bell rings. Viv goes straight for Rayne, hitting her with a kneelift and hauling her in for a powerbomb. Sara goes for Charity with a double-leg takedown that she quickly tries to transition into a Sharpshooter, but Charity breaks out quickly and rolls out of the ring. Sara turns to watch Viv hit Rayne with a powerbomb followed by a quick Slumber Party!}Terri Morasco: Seems Sara is biding her time to see how this turns out. Vasco Dias: The smart move if you ask me! An early big move from Vivienne shows she’s not planning on messing around tonight! {Just as it look like Viv is going to make it into a Tik Tok, Charity jumps over the ropes with a So Last Season hitting them both down to the matt.}Vasco Dias: YES! That’s what I’m talking about! {Viv rolls away, clearly in pain. Charity grabs her by the leg before kicking her in the ribs.}Terri Morasco: Charity seems to be focusing on Vivienne, now. Vasco Dias: Show that little cinnamon roll what the real world is like! {Sara waits until Rayne stands up shakily to hit her with a Knockout Kiss, knocking her to the matt again. She goes for the pin,
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Charity seems to notice the count out and grabs Sara by the hair dragging her off Rayne. Rayne lays on the mat, rolling slightly out of the way. Sara gets free by elbowing Charity in the knee. Charity kicks her in the back in retaliation, screaming at Sara. Sara groans before turning and catching Charity’s leg on another kick, dragging her into a figure four leg lock. Charity yells loudly in pain as Sara bridges up on the hold, cranking away.}Terri Morasco: Charity made the mistake of getting Sara’s attention, and now the technical specialist is torturing the Crowne Jewel! Vasco Dias: No! Those legs are national treasures! Of several nations! {Viv gets up and runs over but Rayne leaps up and spears Viv into the Ref. Sara releases Charity’s legs just in time to avoid Rayne coming in to attempt to slam their legs. Sara and Charity make eye contact, Charity hits Rayne with a DIAMOND CUTTER, after which Sara picks her up and swings her into the MOMENT OF BLISS, taking the veteran down hard!}Terri Morasco: Amazing to see those two working together to take down a common threat! Rayne looks completely out of it! {Viv and the ref get up, Viv clearly apologizing and the ref waving her off, leaving Vivienne to turn into the ring and find herself face to face with Charity Crowne!}Terri Morasco: Vivienne's recovered, but look who she's squaring up against. Vasco Dias: This is bad news for Vivienne Rodgers. I don't care how many generations of superstars are in her blood, none of THEM were Simply Flawless! {Charity smirks at Vivienne, and before Vivienne can react Charity wheels around and hits the DIAMOND CUTTER on a lurking Sara Garcia!}Terri Morasco: Another Diamond Cutter out of nowhere drops Sara Garcia! Vasco Dias: Rayne’s still down! They’re the only two still up! {Charity is about to walk over to Viv when Ciara shouts something from outside of the ring. Charity turns around, leaning over the ropes, and she and Ciara start yelling at each other. Viv waits a moment, clearly unsure how to handle the screaming between her manager and Charity. She tries to get Charity’s attention but Charity ignores her.}Terri Morasco: What in the hell is going on? Charity seems to have completely forgotten about the match and is...screaming down Vivienne Rodgers’ manager? Vasco Dias: I have no idea what’s going on there, but if I were Vivienne, I wouldn’t waste my time staring. {Viv shrugs and pins Rayne.
1! 2! 3!}Vasco Dias: Oh my God, she listened! Alison Valance: Here is your winner, Vivienne Rodgers! Terri Morasco: Vivienne Rodgers did it! She’s going to Survival of the Fittest! And oh boy, is Charity going to be angry when she realizes what just happened... {As Confident by Demi Lovato begins to play, Charity turns to see Viv getting off of Rayne with a sheepish smile. Charity’s eyes widen before narrowing in anger, and as Vivienne begins to walk over to try and explain Charity shakes her head, seething. Vivienne sheepishly offers a handshake, and Charity reaches out to take it. As Vivienne pumps the handshake, smiling, Charity hauls her in for a knee lift, twirling and dropping Vivienne with the DON’T CHA!}Terri Morasco: What in the hell was that?! Vivienne was trying to congratulate Charity on a hard-fought match, and Charity just attacked her like that! Vasco Dias: It was a Crowne Jewel robbery! She was exacting justice on the thief! All’s fair in love and war, Terri, and you wouldn’t know either! {Charity rolls out of the ring, backing up the ramp and talking trash at Ciara, who rolls into the ring to check on Vivienne as the crowd boos Charity’s exit.}---------------------------------------------------------- SINGLES MATCH Nighthawk vs Dean Harper ---------------------------------------------------------- Alison Valance: “This next contest is scheduled for 1 fall.” {The lights go out as the melodic opening of The Howling by Within Temptation begins to play. After a few moments a single white spotlight shines down on the stage, showing Dean crouched on the stage, looking down at the ground with his hood concealing his face. Smoke rises around him eerily as he slowly rolls his wrists. Suddenly, in time with the opening guitar riff, the lights snap blood red as Dean stands, walking through the now red-lit smoke towards the ring. He jumps up onto the apron before springing on the bottom rope into the ring. Once in the center of the ring, he spreads his arms wide as he soaks in the red flashing lights before lifting his head sharply, kicking back the hood to show his face, nodding in rhythm to the music as he slowly breaks into a wicked grin. After a few moments he turns and settles into his corner, tossing his hood and jacket to ringside… which are caught by Rowan, who the audience swears wasn’t standing there a second ago.}Alison Valance: “Introducing first, from Sioux Falls, South Dakota and weighing in at 200 pounds, accompanied to ringside by Rowan McDonough and representing the Pack…. The IWF Man of Steel Champion…. ‘Most Loyal” Dean Harper!” {As the ring announcer moves to a neutral corner the lights in the sold-out arena dim for just a moment as the opening strains of "I Remember (Spartan X Intro)" by Tristam boom out over the sound speakers, as Nighthawk walks to the ring confidently shaking hands with the crowd as he does so. Climbing up on the outside of the 2nd and 3rd turnbuckles the "Wrestling Machine" exhorts the crowd to make more and more noise before climbing into the ring and submitting himself to be checked out by the referee.}Alison Valance: “His opponent, from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 185 pounds, please welcome…. ‘The Master of 1000 Holds’…. ‘The Wrestling Machine’ Nighthawk!” Terri Morasco: “The last time this happened, Nighthawk and Dean Harper managed to put on a minor classic and a possible Match of the Year contender. Tonight, both men resume their hostilities. The question you have to ask is this: With both men heading towards Survival of the Fittest, will we see that same intensity we saw in their 1st meeting?” Vasco Dias: “While interesting, that’s not the thing I’m looking the most forward to. In their 1st match, Dean Harper made a rookie mistake. He underestimated Nighthawk, and he paid for it with a loss. You must assume, Terri, that in the rematch he won’t make the same mistake. He knows what Nighthawk is capable of now. The question is this: Can Nighthawk beat a focused Dean Harper? We’re about to find out if he can.” {As the referee rings the bell to start the match Dean Harper remains in the corner in a crouch, his eyes staring a hole through Nighthawk who is also in a crouch as both men seem intent on never taking their eyes off the other. Exhaling slowly Nighthawk pulls himself up to his feet as Dean does the same, no signs of the smirk evident so often in their 1st match on his face. Stretching out against the nearest set of ropes, their eyes still never leaving each other, both men immediately move into a knucklelock position and jockey for position against each other where Nighthawk calmly steps through the knucklelock right into a wristlock. Looking to roll out of the hold the Man of Steel champion instead finds himself trapped in a lying overhand wristlock instead. Kipping up to his knees the South Dakotan tries a quick armdrag out of trouble only to see the Chicagoan hold on right through into a hammerlock as his attention on the left arm remains dogged. Rolling to a seated position while the hammerlock is still hooked in Dean then rolls back to his feet and immediately tries to land a standing dropkick to get out of the way of the wristlock only to have that attempt swatted away. Rolling his left wrist out Dean smirks at Nighthawk who merely stretches out his wrists and moves back into the center of the ring, going for a collar-and-elbow tie-up only to have Dean quickly move into a waistlock and use his size and strength advantage to take the “Wrestling Machine” to the mat where he quickly tries to figure out an escape as Rowan McDonough claps at ringside for her loyal right-hand man. Keeping the waistlock on Nighthawk steadfastly shakes his head no when the referee comes over to see if he wants to submit before slowly using his elbow and shoulder to find where Dean’s head is and then applies a quick head mare which he uses to get to a seated position and then tries to belly out of the hold quickly, only for “Most Loyal” to see the attempt coming and hold on through the attempt at the escape. Letting out a “No, Mr. Official” as he tries to figure out how to get his opponent off him Nighthawk leans back and feints as if going for a head mare, using that as an opening to dip his left hand inside the waistlock to break it and smoothly belly out. Stretching out against the ropes the “Master of 1000 Holds” keeps his eyes on his opponent as a frustrated Dean Harper crouches on the mat.} Terri Morasco: “A Nighthawk match, you expect, will have a good bit of mat-wrestling. I think Dean knew that, which is why you saw him wanting to do all he could to keep things simple. Trying to play Nighthawk’s technical game is dangerous and foolish, a lesson he learned the hard way in their 1st meeting. But I think, as he’s the Man of Steel champion, he’s becoming more and more confident with his mat game. The question you have to ask, Vasco, is whether or not that confidence is misplaced.” Vasco Dias: “A quick word on the actual putting together of this rematch. The 1st one, as we all know, was a direct challenge from Nighthawk to Dean Harper. The rematch, on the other hand, is a different story. As it happened, this match was booked by Cable Arcane because, and this is a direct quote, ‘I wanted an awesome match and I knew these two could give it to me.’ With that in mind, I think I share Cable’s confidence that with more experience, Dean Harper will give Nighthawk more of a challenge than he did in their 1st encounter. And as we all remember, it took 3 Concussion on Demand corner dropkicks and an Orange Crush to defeat Dean Harper the last time. What will it take to do it again? And does Nighthawk have that weapon in his arsenal?” {As both men stand in the center of the ring, watching each other carefully, Dean uses his height advantage to call for a test of strength as Nighthawk removes the rubber band holding his shoulder-length cherry bomb-red hair in place which draws a surprisingly high number of squeals from the female fans in attendance. Glancing around as the crowd begs him to ignore the gambit Nighthawk nonetheless takes the test of strength challenge only for Dean to spin through into a tight side headlock which he turns out of view of the referee allowing him to grind the bone of his forearm across the bridge of the nose of Nighthawk which draws loud complaints from the first row of ringside, quickly forcing Dean to take the hold over and adopt an innocent expression when the referee moves in to check on the action. Smirking openly, going back to grinding the bone of his forearm across the bridge of the nose and ripping at the nose and mouth with a viciousness that wasn’t seen in their 1st meeting, Dean again hooks in a side headlock as the referee looks to see if the Chicago native is, in any way, interested in submitting. Shaking his fingers no Nighthawk now begins to work on escaping the hold, crossing his ankles together before rocking his upper body out of the headlock, quickly popping through into a wristlock as he focuses his attention back on working the left arm. Taking the wristlock over with an armdrag from his knees the “Wrestling Machine” places his knee directly in the shoulder to keep the arm immobilized, placing his thumb in the middle of the palm to get even more out of the hold as he begins to turn the wrist. Swatting away a counter attempt at a headscissors from Dean as you would swat away a troublesome fly Nighthawk pulls further back on the wristlock and then quickly converts the wristlock into a short-arm scissors as he doggedly remains focused on weakening the left arm. Hooking his ankles together around the elbows Nighthawk leans back as the referee moves in to see if “Most Loyal” has any interest in submitting which is responded to with a guttural no before he somehow turns the short-arm scissors over into a lateral press that both manages to get a long 2-count and force a break of the hold. Shaking out his left arm the Man of Steel Champion retreats back to the neutral corner for a second, as the “Master of 1000 Holds” looks at his opponent’s left arm with the predatory focus of a shark.} Terri Morasco: “And much like in their 1st match, Vasco, we are seeing Nighthawk attack the left arm. We all know he wants his dreaded submission hold, the Hangman’s Clutch. The question is this: Can he get it? And will Dean Harper submit to it?” Vasco Dias: “A word about just how devastating that Hangman’s Clutch is, Terri. We’ve seen Andrew Jacobsen employ it on more than one occasion during an IWF title defense, and even he has said his version of it doesn’t have the same sort of oomph as Nighthawk’s does. So, Terri, I can say that if Nighthawk gets that hold on, Dean Harper might either submit or run a higher risk than usual of suffering very serious injury.” {Stepping back into the center of the ring, still keeping his eyes on Dean’s left arm, Nighthawk goes for another collar-and-elbow lockup only for Dean to come out the back door with a full nelson as he again tries to slow the match down. Saying no quietly when the referee moves in to check Nighthawk smoothly reverses out of the full-nelson with a series of quick knee raises right into a standing armwringer only for Dean to grab the ropes to force a break of the hold. Almost as soon as the hold is broken Dean hauls off and openly slaps Nighthawk across the face with his right hand, clearly trying to draw him into a brawl as a hyena-like smirk crosses his face. Running his tongue around his mouth, as much to check if any teeth are loosened as anything else, the Chicago native glances at Dean and simply asks him if he doesn’t want to wrestle anymore. Getting a nod of the head that he is, in fact, not interested in wrestling anymore the “Wrestling Machine” responds to that by simply saying “Too Bad” and quickly locking in a Jim Breaks Special as he continues to focus on the left arm, letting go of the hold only when Dean somehow escapes into a sunset flip that gets a 2-count. Moving in to attack the arm again Nighthawk is shoulder-lifted over the top rope where he lands on the ring apron, only for Dean to get a running start and land a massive Descent into Hell. Leaning against the skirt of the ring apron, rubbing his left arm to try and get the muscles to wake back up, Dean smirks madly before rolling Nighthawk into the ring and quickly going for the cover only to get a long 2-count. Stretching out against the middle rope, his arm still giving him problems, Dean nonetheless gets a running start before landing a jumping senton followed by a standing corkscrew moonsault. Pulling Nighthawk up to his feet Dean buries a short knee to the abdomen followed by a gorgeous vertical suplex, hitting a jumping double stomp to the abdomen. Dumping him back over the top rope with the gracelessness of someone throwing a gym bag in the back of a pickup truck Dean nonetheless gets a running start and hits a gorgeous tope con hilo that sends both men flying over the guardrail and into the second row of ringside. Tossing Nighthawk back over the guardrail and into the ring Dean heads up to the top turnbuckle going for a double stomp and gets it, screaming wildly in the face of the referee when the “Master of 1000 Holds” kicks out at 2 .} {Placing Nighthawk back up on the top turnbuckle Dean goes for a superplex only for Nighthawk to counter out of mid-air into a lateral press only for Dean to roll through that and then hook the tights to get a 3-count.}---------------------------------------------------------- FATAL FOUR WAY MATCH Winner joins the “Challengers” team in the Extinction Event Cable Arcane vs Devlin Raine vs Mike Laszlo vs Bob Pooler ---------------------------------------------------------- Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for a single fall with the winner advancing to the Challengers Team at Survival of the Fittest! {The crowd erupts in anticipation as The lights in the arena suddenly turn out, plunging the fans into darkness. Little by little, small beacons of light begins to pop up as the fans raise their lit cellphone aloft as the #WWIDN appears on the Jumbotron in bright red and the opening drumbeat of “Red Fraction” begins to play. Amidst a shower of phone flashes, Pooler steps out from behind the curtain as the song begins to pick up. Shielding his eyes with his left hand, he points to the nosebleed sections with his right before making his way to the edge of the ramp.} Alison Valance: Making his way to the ring; from Manchester, New Hampshire; weighing in at two hundred and twenty-eight pounds … Bob … POOOOOLER! {Pooler heads down the ramp, breaking into a run and sliding into the ring beneath the bottom rope. He pops back to his feet and heads to the nearest corner and climbs to the second turnbuckle and throws his arms into the air to the roar of the crowd. He drops back down to the ring and grabs hold of the ropes, tugging down on them and taking a moment to stretch before the match can begin.}Terri Morasco: This match has some extremely big repercussions. Vasco Dias: The stakes are high indeed, and we have four of the best this company has to offer about to square off in that ring. Terri Morasco: And it starts with Bob Pooler, and to be fair, some of the other participants had some harsh words for this man. Vasco Dias: Sticks and stones. We know what Bob is capable of, and tonight he looks to shows us all one more time. Alison Valance: And his opponent… {The Lights Darken as the Into of "OMEN" starts to play, whilst the beat picks up Devlin emerges from the crowd wearing his jacket and the Guy Fawkes mask , the Destiny Dealer steps up on the guard railing slowly as he slips off the mask and slides under the bottom rope to salute at the crowd waving his hands to the music as if conducting an orchestra and then turns to keep eyes about him.}Alison Valance: From Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 210 pounds...DEVLIN...RAINE! Terri Morasco: A former Man of Steel who looks to get back to that pinnacle and perhaps surpass it. Vasco Dias: He had the Man of Steel for a cup of tea. He needs to prove that the spotlights aren’t too bright for him. Alison Valance: And now for the third participant… {"Cult of Personality" by Living Colour hits the sound system, Mike Laszlo walking out onto the stage, followed by Alexis Caffrey, to an abundance of cheers from the crowd. Surveying those who cheer, a grin comes over his face as he heads for the ring with a confident walk, Alexis by his side holding his other hand.}Alison Valance: Making his way to the ring, accompanied to the ring by Alexis Caffrey, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing 237 pounds…MIIIIKE LASZLOOOOO! {The two get to the end of the ramp before Mike lifts Alexis onto the apron. She enters the ring as Mike rolls in under the bottom rope. He climbs the outside ropes to the top rope in the corner nearest the entrance ramp and poses for the crowd amassing a magnitude of cheers. He jumps down and goes to the opposite corner and does the same, garnering the same reaction. With a sly grin on his face he jumps down and backs into the corner, clasping his hands together and twirling his wrists as he gets ready for the match.}Terri Morasco: This man made a bold statement upon his return a couple of weeks ago. Vasco Dias: Who the hell does he think he is? He can’t just walk in and demand a shot at championships. Terri Morasco: And that’s why he’s proud to be a part of this match, to EARN his spot in the Extinction Event. Alison Valance: And now for the final participant… {The lights in the arena dim and strobe red as "Long live the Chief” by Jidenna begins to play.}****as fighting over rings ****as wanna be the King, but Long Live the Chief For a li' ol' thang lil' boys bang bang Long Live the Chief ****as fighting over rings ****as wanna be the king, but Long Live the Chief Now watch pretty mama while I slang my cane Long Live the Chief Uh {As the song kicks into gear Cable Arcane marches out onto the ramp with his head bowed and fists clenched, he stands at the center of the stage with a spot light shining down on him in the darkness. Finally Cable rolls his head to crack his neck and starts to make his way down the ramp with a determined look on his face, completely ignoring the crowd. As he reaches the steps he climbs up, taking his time before climbing into the ring one leg at a time. He marches to the center of the ring and throws both fists up into the air to a mix reaction from the crowd.}Terri Morasco: Would you say the odds on favorite? Vasco Dias: No, I’d say the man who put himself in this match without earning it a single bit. Terri Morasco: He beat Roberto Verona to take control of the company...I think he earned it. Vasco Dias: Well, it’s a good thing that your thoughts don’t really matter then huh? {As Terri scoffs at her partners, the four competitors are in the ring being checked on by the referee who signals for the bell after the music dies down. The four men circle the ring, and right off rip, Bob goes for Mike and Cable for Devlin.}Terri Morasco: HERE WE GO! Vasco Dias: That didn’t take long. {On one side of the ring, Devlin and Cable are exchanging right hands, and on the other side of the ring, Bob has Mike backed into a corner, hammering away on the former Joker In The Pack holder.}Terri Morasco: I think Bob took exception to the words Mike had for him this week. Vasco Dias: Maybe someone finally lit a fire under his ass? {Pooler keeps swinging until he steps out toward the middle of the ring before charging back at Mike, leaping into the air, looking to knee him in the face, but Laszlo moves and Bob crashes knee first into the top turnbuckle, landing gingerly as he limps along the ropes.}Terri Morasco: It doesn’t look like Bob landed correctly after planting his knee into the turnbuckle. Vasco Dias: and Mike sees the opening. {Mike now in a tackle position, lunges at the bad leg of Bob, nearly sending him upside down to the mat, clutching at the back of his knee.}Terri Morasco: A vicious shot to the back of Pooler’s knee. Vasco Dias: Yeah, but the veteran rolls out of the ring to escape Mike. {Mike follows Bob outside and the two continue to fight as on the other side, Cable has gotten the better of Devlin, striking him down into a seated position in the corner. With very little motion wasted, he grabs hold of the top ropes and pulls himself upward, dropping into a Dropkick to the chest and face of Devlin in the corner.}Terri Morasco: And it looks as if Cable has taken over on this end of things. Vasco Dias: Might be what you expect with the two more accomplished men in this match taking control. {On the outside, Mike goes to whip Bob into the steps, but Bob is able to reverse the momentum and with all of his might, falling to the floor himself, send Laszlo into the steps, flipping over the top and landing hard on his back on the floor.}Terri Morasco: And Bob gets a reprieve. Vasco Dias: He needed it. Mike was working pretty seriously on that leg. {Bob takes a moment to push himself up, using the apron to help him stand. He looks over at Laszlo, and figuring he’s dispatched of one of his foes, he rolls in the ring, using the ropes to pull himself up, he waits for Cable to turn, but instead walks up and pulls Cable to the canvas with a Russian Leg Sweep. He floats to a quick cover but Cable gets the shoulder up after one as Devlin lunges on top to attempt a save which merely gets him punched in the face as he’s rolling off by Cable. Bob pulls Cable up, but seems to really be favoring that knee. He grabs hold of Cable and lifts him on his shoulders, but from behind, Mike Laszlo hits ANOTHER Chop Block to the injured leg, buckling Bob to the mat, causing him to drop Cable in the process. Mike grabs hold of Bob’s leg and twists Bob into a FIGURE FOUR IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!}Terri Morasco: He’s got it locked on in the center of the ring! Vasco Dias: Bob has to tap or risk that knee getting severely damaged. {Mike continues to add pressure as Bob reaches for the ropes.}Terri Morasco: It won’t matter. No DQ in a Fatal Four Way! {Mike continues to cinch it in as Devlin Springboards to the top rope and comes off with a Leg Drop across the face of Laszlo, forcing him to break the hold.}Terri Morasco: Where the hell did he come from? Vasco Dias: I don’t know, but he effectively broke that submission hold up. {Before Devlin could capitalize though, Cable is back to his feet, grabbing Devlin by the head, pulling him onto his shoulders in a Fireman’s Carry before pushing him up and dropping him down across his knees with a Gutbuster Variation. Devlin squirms, clutching at his ribs as Cable gets back to his feet, ready to inflict more pain. Laszlo is slowly getting to his feet and Cable stalks the former champion. Mike turns, gets kicked in the gut, has his arms hooked and gets taken over by a Underhook Suplex, Cable popping back up.}Terri Morasco: Arcane is taking the three others to school here. Vasco Dias: And things don’t look good for Bob. {Bob struggles to his feet and Cable grabs hold of him...SUPLEXING HIM INTO THE CORNER! Bob’s knee crashes over the middle rope and he screams in agony as Cable throws his arms out to the side and yells “BEST IN THE WORLD!”}Terri Morasco: That’s his moniker, and right now, there’s nobody to tell him otherwise in this match. Vasco Dias: He sure is in control of things. {Cable looks around, studying his situation, figuring out the best course of action before going toward the corner and grabbing hold of Devlin, but Devlin hits a back elbow to get out of harm’s way momentarily. Cable stomps back toward him, and Devlin hits a dropkick to the legs, and Cable crashes face-first into the middle turnbuckle.}Terri Morasco: He hit that thing hard. Vasco Dias: He might be out of it. {Devlin starts to catch his breath as he gets to his feet, surveying the land. He sees Laszlo in the corner and hits a Running Dropkick to the downed opponent. He then sees Bob, clutching at his knee and walks over, grabbing hold of him and pulling him to a vertical base, before turning and hoisting Bob up and over with a Snap Suplex, again crashing his knee down on the ropes!}Terri Morasco: There’s a huge target on that leg, and all three of these other guys have gone after it. Vasco Dias: Bob perhaps doing the best thing he can do, rolling out of the ring. {Bob looks to buy himself some time as Devlin sees Cable starting to stir. He tries to cut him off but Cable hits a few shots to the stomach, Devlin stumbling back when Cable hits him with a Spinning Kick. He grabs hold of him and lifts him up for a Vertical Suplex
SUPERKICK BY LASZLO!
Cable’s eyes roll into his head and he falls back, both he and Devlin crashing to the mat below!}Terri Morasco: A huge kick by Laszlo that does damage to two of his opponents! Vasco Dias: And now what’s he thinking? {Laszlo is up in the corner and sees Devlin starting to move...he charges forward and plants a knee in the side of his head!}Terri Morasco: SHOT OF MALICE! {Devlin crumbles to the mat and Laszlo is quick to jump on him, hooking the inside leg only to get a near-fall two count before Devlin can get the shoulder up causing Mike to get a little frustrated glaring over his shoulder. Mike then glances over at Cable, seeing him slowly pulling himself up with the ropes. He goes to meet him, hitting him hard with a right hand. He hits another and another, but the fourth time, Cable ducks on a wild Laszlo swing and starts striking away at the Ohio native before backing up just to charge forward and Clothesline Mike over the top rope and to the floor, but Mike is able to brace himself and as Cable turns to go after a vulnerable Devlin, Mike grabs him by the foot, tripping him up, and pulling him to the outside, sending a shot to the back of his spine. Before Mike knows what hits him though, Bob throws a punch. The two start going at it on the outside, Cable joining in when from out of nowhere, when Devlin comes flying through the ropes taking out all three of his competitors before firing up the crowd!}Terri Morasco: Devlin Raine showing he can handle the big boys of this federation. Vasco Dias: Fancy moves are one thing...a win is another. {Devlin grabs hold of Bob and rolls him into the ring, sore leg and all, and as Devlin slides in the ring, he’s quick to grab Bob’s leg and lock in a Voight-Kampf Clutch! Bob’s screaming in agony as the hold is locked in and the pressure is applied. He bites his own hand, to try and focus his pain receptors in another area of his body, then stretches his hand like he’s going to tap. Cable though enters the ring and goes for a Running Elbow Drop to the former Man of Steel, breaking the hold. Mike then enters the fray from the outside and both he and Cable start slugging away at one another, Cable getting the better of things, lunging toward Mike with a Clothesline that takes both men over the top and to the outside rather hard.}Terri Morasco: Those two can fight all night. Vasco Dias: But look in the center of the ring! {Devlin shakes the cobwebs free and sees Bob in a desperate amount of pain, grabbing him again and AGAIN locking in the VOIGHT-KAMPF CLUTCH!}Terri Morasco: This could be it! Vasco Dias: The other two guys took each other out and are lying here at ringside! {Devlin wrenches back on the hold and Bob is contemplating tapping out. The other two men on the outside are slowly grasping at the ring skirt, but by the time their eyes get over the ring’s horizon, they see Bob’s hand slapping the mat as the bell rings!}Alison Valance: Here is your winner, advancing to the Challenger’s Team in the Extinction Event...DEVLIN...RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAINE! {The crowd is going crazy as the Extinction Event Graphic appears on the screen, the final mystery man being filled in by Devlin’s picture. He’s got a big smile on his face as his music blares throughout the arena. The graphic on the screen turns to that of Survival of the Fittest and he points toward the screen motioning at his waist with the other hand.}Terri Morasco: Devlin Raine has overcome the odds! He’s going to Survival of the Fittest! He’s in the Extinction Event! He want’s to be CHAMPION! Vasco Dias: A huge step in the career of this young man. The lights will be on bright at the Pay Per View...let’s see if he cooks under pressure! {Devlin continues to celebrate as the Sacrifice and IWF Logos appear on the screen before the show comes to an end.}
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