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SEGMENT
”You’re Gonna Hear Me Roar...”
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{ As the show comes on and the fireworks settle, we find Lindsey Grawn in a vacated office suite, her feet propped upon a large desk as she takes a sip from a bottle of green tea as the boos rain down upon seeing her. }Lindsey Grawn: Ain't this exciting?! Yours truly...meditating on the very REAL possibility that my candidate, my Champion James Gilmore, could be your Heir to the Throne! Yet throughout his journey, he's had to endure one setback after another, but he'll NEVER, EVER give up--even as a black-faced clown seems to always be obsessed with him! Last week, the clown in question, Mr. Happy, committed an egregious, BLATANT act of sexual perversion and harassment against us! Oh...it's not gonna happen again!
{ Miss Grawn, wearing an all-black dress with matching heels, pulls out a large manila folder out of her sapphire-hued designer bag and places it firmly on the table. }Lindsey Grawn: On the IWF's Twitter feed, I said I was gonna make an announcement concerning Mr. Happy...and so I shall. While he ponders his future in this promotion--or lack thereof if I get my wish to see him fired for his actions--I have a bigger surprise for him!
{ Lindsey smirks from ear to ear, holding up the folder prominently in front of the camera. }Lindsey Grawn: Just the other day, I hosted a conference call with our lawyer, and through his guidance we came to this decision mutually. Mr. Happy...what you're seein' right now...is somethin' Criminal Justice majors like myself like to call a T-R-O--a Temporary Restraining Order for the uninitiated. What this order does, bubba, is tell you that--effective immediately--you can NOT come within 20 feet of either myself OR my candidate, Mr. James Gilmore, at ANY time whatsoever, be it in-ring or out-of-ring! If you violate the terms of this order Mr. Happy...you WILL be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law! And believe me, since the sheep that is the IWF "fans" actually cheer for you, you would truly disappoint them. Now...
{ Miss Grawn cackles with glee before pointing at the camera. }Lindsey Grawn: ...why don't you make like a tree...and GET OUTTA HERE!!!
{ The guy holding the camera shakes it up and down affirmatively before scurrying out of the office. }----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Dante Saffron vs Mr. Happy
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{ 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. }Vasco Dias: Every time Mr Happy comes out here I can’t help but ask myself, this guy still works here?
Terri Morasco: I mean, I can see why you feel that way Vasco but you can’t deny his heart.
Vasco Dias: Wrong, I can absolutely deny everything about Mr Happy. I hope to God that Dante Saffron destroys that fat painted loser.
Terri Morasco: Interesting choice of words…
{ The lights in the arena dim to almost darkness as "You Want It Darker" by Leonard Cohen begins to play. Slowly Dante Saffron marches out onto the stage. The crowd has a mixed reaction for the man who has been challenging God. Dante looks around himself and then locks his eyes on the ring where Mr Happy stands. Dante makes his way toward the ring with a steel gaze. Once Dante reaches the ring he pounces onto the apron and climbs through the ropes ready for battle. }Vasco Dias: I can’t say I condone Dante Saffron calling out God but I can’t deny his determination.
Terri Morasco: Dante Saffron came to IWF intent on completing a mission, that mission ends with Dante in the ring with Angel Blake.
Vasco Dias: Hopefully Saffron hasn’t bitten off more than he can chew, should God answer the challenge.
{ Mr Happy is all smiles as the referee calls for the bell. The painted clown of love approaches the Fallen One and looks to give him a hug. }Vasco Dias: This is a bad idea on the part of Mr Happy.
Terri Morasco: I’m not sure Happy is capable of thought.
{ Saffron smirks and then explodes out of the corner with a huge running clothes line that sends Happy right to the mat. Happy tries to get right up but Dante hits a big running shoulder block that sends the clown spilling out through the ropes to the outside. }Vasco Dias: Looks like Saffron isn’t the loving type.
Terri Morasco: Not surprising.
{ Dante quickly hops out of the ring as Happy tries to regroup but Saffron is right there with a big blow over the back of Happy. Saffron grabs Happy and throws him with all his might right into the steel steps, the force of Happy’s body knocks over the top half of the steps and Happy goes down. }Terri Morasco: Dante isn’t interested in a match. He’s interested in violence!
Vasco Dias: Saffron just wants to hurt people until he gets to God!
{ Saffron doesn’t let up. Saffron grabs Happy and rips him up off the padded floor and throws him back first into the crowd barrier. Happy slumps against the barrier and Dante connects with a huge big boot to the face of Happy! Mr Happy almost falls forward but Dante stuffs his head and then lifts Happy off his feet into a powerbomb position. Dante turns and runs Happy into the ring post with a running power bomb! }Terri Morasco: Jesus Christ!
Vasco Dias: Saffron isn’t messing around tonight!
{ Happy is down and clearly out of it. Saffron just glares at Happy coldly before pulling him up to his feet and throwing the clown back into the ring. The body of Happy is limp as Dante follows him in. Dante stalks Happy now but the clown isn’t moving. The referee goes to check on Happy but Dante pushes him away and pulls Happy up to his feet and then lifts Happy up into the air for the HEAVEN TO HELL!!!! }Terri Morasco: That has got to be it! The referee needs to call this match!
Vasco Dias: I’m not sure Dante would allow it!
{ Dante picks up Happy for the final time and then connects with the Psalm of the Fallen!!! Dante places a single boot on the chest of Mr Happy as the referee makes the count. ONE!TWO!THREE!!! }Terri Morasco: Mr Happy never stood a chance…
Vasco Dias: Dante Saffron is here to be the God Killer… Clowns need not apply.
{ Dante turns to the ring announcer and demands their microphone. Valance hesitates then gives the mic to Dante. }Dante Saffron: I know you’re watching… GOD! I know you are always watching… The omnipresent yet strangely absentee landlord of IWF!!! I have felled another of your children but still you ignore me. Perhaps it’s time I stop preying on my fellow wolves and turn to your sheep!
{ Saffron drops the mic and begins to scan the crowd. }Terri Morasco: What the hell does that mean?
Vasco Dias: Nothing good. Saffron is insane!
Terri Morasco: I think we may need security out here!
{ Saffron spots someone in the crowd, a young man wearing a mask in the style of Angel Blake’s face paint. Saffron leaves the ring and quickly approaches the young man in the front row. }Terri Morasco: What is Saffron doing!?
Vasco Dias: Sending a message to God!
{ The young man starts to jaw off but Dante grabs him with big powerful hands around the throat andc choke tosses the fan over the crowd barrier!!! }Terri Morasco: Holy hell! Dante can’t do this!
Vasco Dias: Saffron sure as hell is!
{ The fan cowers on the floor as Saffron grabs him by the throat and choke tosses him again on top of the announcer’s table! }Terri Morasco: SECURITY! PLEASE!
Vasco Dias: I don’t think they’re going to make it in time!
{ Dante climbs up onto the table as security pours out from the back. Saffron lifts the fan up into the air and then drives him through the table with HEAVEN TO HELL!!!! }Terri Morasco: JESUS! GOD! NO!
Vasco Dias: God isn’t here today…
{ Dante rises from the rubble, the fan is out cold. Dante backs off as security surrounds him then turns his back and walks away, allowing the destruction to speak for him now. }Terri Morasco: How many more bodies will be destroyed before Saffron gets his way?
Vasco Dias: That’s a question for God…
{ Saffron marches up the ramp never looking back as the medical staff check on Mr Happy and the fan laying in the rubble. }----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
”What Happened?”
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{We open up on some undisclosed location somewhere backstage where we find Xavier Cross talking to Ulf Hednir.}Xavier Cross: Do you wanna tell me what happened last week? We had everything going according to plan and then you hesitated.
{Ulf lowers his head.}Ulf Hednir: Jayson Matthews-
Xavier Cross: Jayson Matthews? Look Ulf, I don't know what he was trying to do or why what he was saying was so interesting to you, but there is no room for hesitation in The Council. You understand?
{Ulf nods his head.}Ulf Hednir: It won't happen again.
{This time Cross nods his head.}Xavier Cross: Your damn right it won't. Because you are going to take care of your problem with Jayson Matthews….Tonight!
{Ulf hears what Cross said but he doesn't look happy about it. Reluctantly, he nods his head as the scene fades.}----------------------------------------------------------
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Jennifer Williams vs Maxine Valentine vs Rowan MacDonnough
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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall...And is a Triple Threat match!
Terri Morasco: The recently returned Jennifer Williams standing against the two most terrifying additions to the Diamonds Division.
Vasco Dias: I wonder if there are any regrets these days about the Diamonds in the Rough tournament. With these two dragged into our midst, was it really worth it? Maxine and Rowan both seem determined to tear the division apart!
Alison Valance: Introducing first, from Long Island, New York – weighing in at 127 pounds, Jennifer Williams!
{Smile by Avril Lavgine begins to blast all over the speakers and as it does we are treated to Jennifer Famularo along with Xander Famularo emerging from behind the curtain. She grins as she bounces out clapping the hands of the fans that are cheering her on as Xander just supports her walking down the aisle closely behind showing absolutely no sign of emotion. Xander stands by ringside as Jenny quickly slides in the ring. She slowly walks to a turnbuckle where she lifts one foot over it. She seductively moves her body to the side before throwing her arms up in the air pulling herself away. She takes her hate breeder t shirt off and throws it into the crowd as she bounces around bubbly waiting for her opponents.}Terri Morasco: Seems awfully happy for a girl about to be thrown into the ring with a sadist and a psychopath.
Vasco Dias: Which one is which?
Alison Valance: And her first opponent, from Arklay Missouri, weighing in at 270 pounds – Maxine Valentine!
{The lights dim to a sickening Green as an Early Warning Siren plays for a few seconds before “World Painted Blood” starts to play and Maxine comes wandering out on a burst of smoke dressed in her ring gear and added gas mask, head half bowed and ignoring the crowd as she takes he sweet time pulling herself into the ring, taking off the mask slowly and surely to take a big breath of Ring side air and hanging the thing up on the nearest Turnbuckle.} Vasco Dias: I’m amazed she can still stand after the match with Astrid Hall last week. The beating they gave one another…
Terri Morasco: Whatever else you might be able to say about Maxine Valentine, she’s certainly tough and she never backs down. But does she have the strength to walk out of this one…?
Alison Valance: And lastly, from Kilkenny Ireland, weighing in at 145 pounds… the Wolf of the Abyss, Rowan MacDonnough!
{Lights out. The crashing cymbals and screeching opening chord of “Red Stars” by the Birthday Massacre ring out, and red smoke billows from either side of the entranceway as Rowan MacDonnough stalks out from behind the curtain, golden eyes glinting in the red light as they shift from side to side. The stage and ramp are lit by swirling red light, but everything else remains dark.
Four figures stand behind her, their faces concealed by the hoods of their black robes.}Terri Morasco: I don’t like this. Who are those people with her?
Vasco Dias: She said she’d found a family. Could these be members of that cult we’ve heard rumors about over the past few weeks? Some of her followers who have thrown in with the Nightmare?
Terri Morasco: Either way, this match just got a lot more interesting.
{Rowan lopes forward, unconsciously rolling her wrists as her eyes bore a hole in the air before her. The four hooded figures follow her, keeping pace. The smoke seems to follow them down the ramp as she walks, reaching up and grabbing the middle rope with one hand. Rowan hauls herself up onto the apron, standing and ducking between the middle and top rope to step inside the ring. She straightens up, slowly pacing towards the center of the ring as a spiraling pattern of red light appears on the mat, and her eyes scan the crowd, head moving in a jerky, animalistic pattern. She slowly, reluctantly backs towards a corner, eyes constantly moving as she settles in to wait for the bell. All the while, the four figures settle in to the four corners of ringside, watching what happens in ominous silence.} Vasco Dias: Rowan’s been making a lot of threats towards Maxine this week, hinting to some big changes to her approach. I don’t know who this family is, but I don’t think I want to know the answer.
Terri Morasco: Shea and Kathy have both shown us that Rowan can be beaten, and the Wolf of the Abyss has been largely de-clawed. I’m not as afraid of her as I used to be.
DING!
{Rowan and Maxine charge one another, colliding in the center of the ring with a tremendous crash as they assault one another with ruthless savagery – a battle of overpowering strength against painful precision. Neither of them seem to be able to get the advantage over one another – Rowan able to keep just one step away from Maxine’s earthshattering blows, while Maxine seems able to shrug off the Wolf of the Abyss’ offense heedless of the pain. Jenny wants no part of that brutality, and instead skirts the edge of the ring evading them while carefully observing.} Vasco Dias: The mark of a veteran right there! Jennifer smartly allowing these two powerhouses to wear one another down.
Terri Morasco: I’m surprised you’re not calling her a coward!
Vasco Dias: Why would I insult the only woman of class and taste in the ring, Terri?
{Rowan and Maxine separate, each one breathing hard from their confrontation, but Maxine looking slightly the worse for wear. Jenny sees this as her opportunity, and launches herself at the more battle-weary target, leaping up and attempting to take Maxine down with a hurricanrana. The positive of this effort is that she manages the impressive feat of making the height and wrapping her legs around Maxine’s neck… but the downside is that Maxine is more than twice Jennifer’s weight. Maxine doesn’t even tremble as Jennifer wraps around her, lifting the smaller woman and then powerslamming her into the mat. Maxine goes for the early cover, but Jennifer slips out under the bottom rope with surprising alacrity.} Terri Morasco: Jenny may be tiny compared to these monsters, but her speed is definitely giving her a survivor’s edge!
{Jennifer recovers from the powerslam on the outside as Rowan and Maxine continue to go after one another with increasing savagery. However, the longer the match continues the angrier Rowan gets, and with her anger comes her self-destructive recklessness that keeps her from fighting defensively. While Rowan is blow for blow a better striker than Maxine is, the giant woman’s sheer strength and size is an advantage against Rowan when the Wolf of the Abyss isn’t fighting strategically. Maxine grins and snarls as Rowan charges in for another assault, only to be scooped upside down and into the air! The crowd cheers with surprise as Maxine lands an early T-VIRUS PILEDRIVER! Maxine goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!!
TH – Rowan gets a shoulder up!} Vasco Dias: An early finisher from Maxine Valentine, but the Wolf of the Abyss just won’t be kept down!
Terri Morasco: Rowan may be a bloody-minded psychopath who represents everything wrong about the IWF and, frankly, the world… but she’s a tough little madwoman, I’ll give her that.
Vasco Dias: Little? Terri you know she can hear you from here and she’s taller than you are.
{Maxine and Rowan struggle on the ground for a few moments as Jennifer climbs up to the top rope in a nearby corner. Rowan finally manages to force Maxine off of her, just in time to see Jenny about to take flight. She swiftly rolls out under the bottom rope, but Maxine isn’t quite so lucky as Jennifer comes soaring down on top of her with the STOCK MARKET CRASH! Jennifer goes for the cover…!
ONE!
TWO!!
Maxine breaks the pin with authority, sending Jenny scrambling away before the larger woman can pull her into a grapple!} Terri Morasco: This is turning into an explosive match!
Vasco Dias: After last week, Terri, I don’t know if anything short of actual artillery can bring Maxine Valentine down. A woman less than half her size jumping on her? I can’t imagine it felt like more than the bite of a flea!
{Maxine struggles to find her bearings, but rises to her feet as she pulls herself up with the help of the ropes. Jennifer keeps her distance, but doesn’t seem to see Rowan getting up on the apron behind her! The crowd roars with approval as the Wolf of the Abyss signals for the Mark of Macha, and springboards towards Jennifer Williams… but Jenny sees it coming at the last minute and zips out of the way, sending Rowan careening into the ropes on the far side! Jennifer bounces on the balls of her feet, smiling happily as she looks at the two women, the two monsters with violence in their eyes as they glare back at their uncannily agile opponent!} Terri Morasco: A lot of people worried that Jennifer would be crushed like an insect between these two, but she is doing a tremendous job of holding her own!
Vasco Dias: That may be, Terri, but there’s only so much you can piss off women like those without it coming back to bite you hard in the rear.
{The three women lay into one another in a traveling, three-way brawl that crashes through the ring, each of them landing solid strikes on the others. Of the three of them, Jennifer’s speed allows her to remain the least scathed of the group, though being so close to the two monsters doesn’t let her emerge from the fray entirely unharmed. However, it becomes increasingly clear that Rowan is completely focused on holding her promise of Maxine’s destruction, all but ignoring Jennifer throughout the battle. This distraction gives Jennifer the opportunity to get behind Rowan… and take her crashing to the ground with a SWEET DREAMS!} Vasco Dias: Look at that! Sweet Dreams out of NOWHERE!
Terri Morasco: Jennifer is definitely reminding everyone tonight that she’s been here longer than these two have combined, and her experience is giving her an edge that nobody would have expected of her tonight.
{Jennifer is about to go for the cover, but Maxine is too close to the two of them and grabs the smaller woman by the throat. Maxine lifts Jennifer high into the air before bringing her crashing back to earth with a thunderous chokeslam! Maxine goes for the cover as Rowan gets to her feet..!
ONE!
TW- Rowan slams into Maxine with the BALOR’S GAZE! Maxine crashes to the ground near Jennifer, and Rowan goes for the cover on the giant!
ONE!
TWO!!
THR- Maxine kicks out!} Terri Morasco: Maxine Valentine is now one of only two women to ever kick out of the Balor’s Gaze!
Vasco Dias: Serves Rowan right for kicking out of the T-Virus earlier.
{Maxine whirls on Rowan, snarling with fury at her interference as she unleashes a crushing clothesline, smashing Rowan to the mat. The Wolf of the Abyss rolls away, springing to her feet and closing for a chain of savage strikes from the knees and elbows, trying to unsettle Maxine’s vertical base. Maxine endures the onslaught, however, and Rowan recognizes that conventional offense isn’t going to be enough to put her away. Rowan takes a step back before leaping into a DANCE THE SPIRAL against the cornered Maxine… but Valentine catches Rowan in midair, upside down! Maxine laughs as Rowan struggles against her grip, stepping back and onto the ropes in the corner, lifting Rowan into the air!} Terri Morasco: Maxine’s looking for that elevated T-Virus!
Vasco Dias: If she lands this it’ll snap Rowan’s neck like a twig.
{Before Maxine can lock in the hold, Rowan struggles out of her grip, reversing the woman’s attempt to deliver the T-Virus! The Wolf of the Abyss falls to the floor, and for a moment it looks as though Rowan is going to withdraw from the corner, but instead the Wolf of the Abyss turns and climbs, getting her shoulders under Maxine as she climbs step by step onto the second rope! She slams Maxine’s head with a few blows before, somehow, standing on the top rope with Maxine on her shoulders!} Vasco Dias: What… oh my… no, no, that’s not possible!
Terri Morasco: The strength and tenacity on display here… If I weren’t seeing it with my own eyes I wouldn’t believe it!
{Rowan stands, straining under Maxine’s weight as Jennifer watches flabbergasted below. The crowd roars with approval as Rowan looks at them for a few long moments… before driving Maxine onto the ringpost with a STORM OF THE MORRIGAN!}Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Vasco Dias: There’s no way Maxine survived that!
{Maxine’s limbs spasm sharply upon impact as her back bends with an agonizing crack. She makes no noise – either because she is too stoic to show pain, or because she has lost consciousness already. Rowan falls to the mat below, gazing with sadistic pleasure at her handiwork before standing and hauling Maxine’s limp form into the ring.} Terri Morasco: Maxine’s not moving. One way or another this match is about to end.
{Rowan stands for a moment over Maxine… but before she can go for the cover, Jennifer appears out of nowhere, charging into Rowan with a vicious right hand across the face, staggering the Wolf of the Abyss. She looks to be about to follow up to finish the Widow Maker 2.0, but Rowan’s back arches as she matrix-dodges the superkick! Rowan’s spine curls back upwards as she fixes Jenny with a lethal glare, hopping back to the ropes and springboarding off of them for a BEAST OF WAR! Jennifer goes down, and Rowan returns to Maxine as she goes for the cover…!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
“Red Stars” by Birthday Massacre begins to play as Rowan grabs Maxine by the hair, dragging her up as a bloody trophy with one fist raised triumphantly in the air.} Alison Valance: Here is your winner… ROWAN MACDONNOUGH!
Terri Morasco: God, what brutality! I’ve seen Maxine endure some severe blows before, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone walk away from something like that.
Vasco Dias: And so far she hasn’t, Terri. Maxine still hasn’t moved since that blow. And there’s the… DIOS MIO!
{As Jennifer tries to leave the ring, Rowan’s eyes turned wild and frenzied, and she drops Maxine in a broken heap. She charges after Jennifer and she is on top of her like a blitzkrieg. No longer concerned with the rules of the match, she wails on Jennifer Williams with a chair handed to her by one of the hooded figures at ringside, laying the winner low with shot after shot after shot. Her furious roars echo through the arena as the referee tries to break them up, only for Rowan to lay him out with a DANCE THE SPIRAL for his troubles!}Terri Morasco: Rowan’s lost it! Not that she had much before, but she’s completely unhinged!
Vasco Dias: Here comes security…
{Security comes down the ramp, but the four hooded figures move to block their path. The security officer in front tries to direct them to step aside… but is leveled as the lead hooded figure runs forward and lands a massive knee strike to the face! As the security officer falls to the floor, the lead figure pulls back his hood, revealing it to be none other than XAVIER CROSS! The other three figures remove their hoods as well, proving to be Jason Sandman, Ulf Hednir and Kole Kaos!}Terri Morasco: IT’S THE COUNCIL! THE COUNCIL IS HERE WITH ROWAN MACDONNOUGH!
{The male members of the Council hold of the security personnel as Rowan continues her wrathful beatdown of Jennifer Williams, continuing to attack her until she can no longer move! As the Council makes quick work of the security, the four of them enter the ring and close around Rowan, with Xavier in the lead wearing a wide and wicked smile. He offers Rowan a hand that the Wolf of the Abyss examines for a few long moments before gazing to the thunderous crowd around them. Finally, she returns her gaze to Xavier Cross’s eyes… and takes his hand.}Terri Morasco: Vasco...I think Rowan MacDonnough just joined the Council!
{Xavier raises Rowan’s hand victoriously into the air as members of the roster come out from the back to reinforce security as Jennifer takes the opportunity to try to crawl away. The unmasked members of the Council smile as the IWF approaches them, but Rowan snaps her fingers and the lights abruptly cut to black. When the lights return, The Council – including their newest recruit – are gone, leaving only red smoke in their wake. Medical teams rush to ringside to tend to Jennifer Williams and Maxine Valentine, the latter of whom still hasn’t moved since the end of the match.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
”Medical Update”
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Terri Morasco: We're here with a follow up on Maxine Valentine's condition after her match earlier this evening against Jennifer Williams And Rowan MacDonnough. On-site medical personnel were able to determine that Maxine's injuries are severe, and that she has lost all feeling from her waist down. At this time we can confirm that Rowan MacDonnough did break Maxine's back, and it is uncertain if she will be able to continue her career as a professional wrestler. Going live downstairs now.
{The screen comes up on a camera following Maxine, immobilized on a stretcher, as she is loaded into an ambulance by a pair of EMTs. The voice behind the camera begins to speak as the camera closes on Maxine, who is clearly conscious and extremely angry.}Cameraman: Maxine? Maxine, are you alright? Can you comment on tonight's match? We're being told upstairs that you can't feel your legs, is there any truth behind those statements?
Maxine Valentine: GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!
{One of the two EMTs walks up to the cameraman, interposing himself between the camera and Maxine.}EMT: Listen buddy, now's really not the time...
Cameraman: I'm just trying to find out a little more about her condition, if she's going to be okay.
EMT: Well, I can tell you for certain that she won't. The rest of her life is going to be one of excruciating pain, and only she can tell if she'll be able to endure it.
{The other EMT snorts a giggle behind him.} Cameraman: What... seriously? You're laughing about this? That's all you have to... wait... wait hang on, I recognize you two...
{The two finish loading Maxine into the ambulance, one stepping into the back while the other goes around front to the passenger's' seat after closing the doors. The cameraman follows him.} Cameraman: You! You're the two EMTs who took Rowan to the hospital after Shea knocked her out! What are you doing in Italy!?
{The cameraman gets around front, and the camera finds itself focused on the face of Dean Harper behind the wheel, smiling threateningly into the camera.}Cameraman: Oh God...
Dean Harper: Not here. Not anymore. Though well spotted on the EMTs. You might have a good career ahead of you if you stay careful. Don't worry about Maxine. We're taking her to her new home. And who knows? Maybe someday you'll see her again... though you might not recognize her after the necessary metamorphosis. The Lady thinks she has potential if she can work through this pain, and who am I to question her?
Cameraman: Please... please, don't hurt me.
Dean Harper: If you don't want that then you should get out of our way.
{The cameraman scampers away from the Ambulance, barely getting away before it accelerates sharply out of the building and vanishes into the night. The feed ends as the cameras return to the ring.} Terri Morasco: ... My God, Rowan kept her promise. I don't think we're ever seeing Maxine Valentine again.
Vasco Dias: I hope you're right, Terri. The only thing more frightening than Maxine Valentine is a Maxine Valentine who's joined someone that evil. If she ever returns it will be a dark day for us indeed.
Terri Morasco: Let's... lets move on to the next match. Please?
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SUBMISSION MATCH
James Gilmore vs Mason St. Croix
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{This was a surprisingly competitive match, mainly from the retrospect of Twitter, where it seemed like Mason was going to outright destroy Gilmore. Gilmore had moments, but in the end, it was indeed Mason who came away with the victory after slipping out of the “Nuclear Option”, spinning Gilmore around and planting him with the “Battle Cry”. He would then lock in the “Dragon Clutch” and Gilmore would have nowhere to go in the center of the ring and would be forced to tap out.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
”You’re Trying to Screw Me...”
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{ The cameras go backstage to see Ulf Hednir stomping his way through it; anger is written all over his face; his teeth are gritting together, lips are narrowed, and eyebrows are down… he draws in some deep breaths, unable to contain the anger, as he approaches a door. Roberto Verona. Ulf Hednir pushes the door in, almost ripping the door off its hinges in the process. Standing within the confines of the office is Roberto Verona with a phone in his hand, and he has genuine shock written on his face as his eyes meet with Ulf Hednir, but he remains calm and speaks to the person over the phone. }Roberto Verona: I’m gonna have to call you back.
{ Roberto Verona clicks the button to end call on his phone, and looks toward Ulf Hednir-- before he can say another word, Ulf Hednir is already shouting. }Ulf Hednir: Why er du trying to keep me from fulfilling my destiny?! Why er du not booking me?!
Roberto Verona: I gave you the night off, and you come in here upset about it?
Ulf Hednir: YOU gave meg the night off to screw meg out of Heir to the Throne! Du er trying to keep meg from winning the Imperial Championship! Du er trying to keep me from reaching the top of this company! And for hvat?! Because jeg er ikke your posterboy?!
{ Roberto Verona does not appear pleased by Ulf’s accusation; he maintains his composure, and has a look of sincerity as he appears to offer Ulf a seat. }Roberto Verona: Listen, Ulf, I feel that we have already given you plenty of opportunity… and it is still a long way to go before Heir to the Throne happens, therefore you have plenty of opportunities to still earn your chance. One night off is not going to ruin it for you. But, please, take a seat… we can discuss where it is you feel you are being treated unfairly.
{ Roberto turns to take a seat in his chair, but before he can sit down Ulf flings the chair sitting opposite of him toward him! Roberto narrowly avoids it, as Ulf is trying to reach over the desk but security has already charged into the room and has detained Ulf Hednir and is starting to drag him out of the office. Roberto looks furious due to the weapon being thrown his way. }Roberto Verona: Get him out of here!
Ulf Hednir: Du er en løgner! Du er en juks! Slipp meg! SLIPP MEG! Du betaler for dette!
{ Roberto Verona slams his clenched fists onto his table, and shakes his head as the camera goes back out to the arena. }----------------------------------------------------------
DIAMONDS TAG TEAM MATCH
Helena Sawyer & Abigail Spencer vs Fiona McFly & Kate Steele
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{A back and forth affair that saw Fiona and Kate’s relationship breakdown after some verbal altercation. Kate though, being distracted, doesn’t see Abigail tag in Helena who stomps up behind her, spins her around and hits the “Dark Mother’s Blessing” (Sister Abigail) for the three count.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
”Who Did It?”
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{ We cut backstage where medical staff surround the fallen Cable Arcane. Cable is surrounded by steel pipes and chairs as the ring side doctor comes running into the shot. Willy Carter is near by and tries to get some questions answered. }Willy Carter: What the hell happened here!?
{ The security team tries to move Carter away but he’s fighting it. }Willy Carter: Who attacked Cable Arcane!?
{ The medical staff rolls in a stretcher but Cable starts to push back against them. Arcane grips the ring side doctor by the collar and pulls himself up to his feet. Cable stumbles forward but the medics stops him. }Cable Arcane: LET ME GO!
Willy Carter: Cable!
{ Cable moves past everyone but nearly falls again. }The Doctor: Cable, please, we need to get you to a hospital!
Willy Carter: Cable! What happened!?
{ Arcane almost falls again but he shoots a look toward Willy. }Cable Arcane: The… Council…
{ Blood begins to trickle from the hair line of Cable Arcane before he falls forward. }The Doctor: Get him on the stretcher!!!
{ The medical staff once again surrounds Cable as Willy backs off with a sly smirk on his face. }----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Derek Brooks vs The Ace w/Kathy Conway
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Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall…
{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.}Alison Valance: From New York City, weighing in at 265 pounds, he is "Greatness Personified"...DEREK BROOKS!
{He holds out his arms at the end of the walkway as his name echoes throughout the arena as the fans cheer him on. He climbs the stairs and walks along the apron to the corner where he ascends and looks out to the crowd before flinging his arm in the air much to their appease. He jumps down and steps through the ropes, walking to the center, bouncing around, light as a cat despite his large frame as he gazes out to the crowd before snapping around, climbing the corner and flinging his arm in the air again as the flashbulbs go off everywhere. He jumps down and continues bouncing from one foot to the other in a graceful manner as he waits for the match to begin.}Terri Morasco: Derek riding a little bit of momentum after winning the Barbed Wire Bat on a Pole match last week against Mr. Happy and James Gilmore.
Vasco Dias: You call that competition Terri? A clown and Mr. Happy? Tonight his competition is real in the form of The Ace.
Alison Valance: And his opponent…
{The lights in the arena dim with the opening chords and then start to flash red, blue and white in rotation as the guitar riff kicks in, joined by the drums. Then the lyrics to "Brotherhood Of Man" by Motorhead begin and the circular steel platform that The Ace is stood upon with his back towards us and the Union Jack Flag draped across his shoulders, begins to turn. The platform is decorated to look like a roulette wheel. Slowly it spins a full one-eighty degrees and we now see The Ace facing us as Kathy Conway is on a single bended knee on the right side of the stage. Cards begin to fall from the rafters. Kathy offers him her hand and The Ace waits a moment before stepping off the platform and grasping the hand of his wife, who is carrying his signature steel rake in her other hand.}Alison Valance: Accompanied to the ring by Kathleen Conway, from Birmingham, England, residing in Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 260 pounds...JAKE...THE ACE...CONWAAAAAY!!!
{The couple proudly walk through the shower of falling cards, hand in hand. At the foot of the ramp, the cards stop falling as the couple share a passionate kiss. The Ace then confidently struts over to the steel steps as Kathy remains at ringside, armed. The Ace climbs the steel steps towards the ropes and steps through them. He walks over to the adjacent turnbuckle, climbing the second rope. He raises both arms in the air. The Ace then climbs down, handing the flag over to a stagehand before he walks to the middle of the ring, the lights return to normal...}Terri Morasco: The Ace seems to have another Imperial Title match on the docket at Lineage thanks to some kind words put in for him by Jacobsen’s Number One Fan.
Vasco Dias: Please, he used his child as a puppet to get what he wants and that’s pathetic. Hopefully after Jacobsen beats him again we’ll have a contender who actually earned his spot.
{The bell rings and the two men circle one another, the veteran and the relative rookie, eyeing one another up before tying up in the center of the ring with a collar and elbow tie up. Each tries to jock for position, neither really giving an inch until the two separate after the stalemate.}Terri Morasco: Neither man seems to have the advantage in that exchange with both being comparable in weight and strength.
Vasco Dias: Can’t you just say it was a tie?
{The two nod at one another again, a respect shown before locking up again, but this time it’s the Ace with his wherewithal, quickly going behind Brooks who tries to break Conway’s grasp only to be partially lifted in the air, but locking his leg around Conway’s to prevent any sort of advantage before firing off an elbow that connects with the head of the number one contender, staggering him back into the corner where the youngblood goes on the advantage, tattooing The Ace with a few right hands before talking some trash and hitting him again, dropping him to the seat of his pants as Brooks turns to fire up the crowd.}Terri Morasco: And it’s Brooks with the first real shots of this match.
Vasco Dias: He’s come out aggressive, and as much as I don’t like how Jake got his title shot, he’s still a cagey veteran and Derek should really stay on him in this match.
{Derek turns around and goes to pull Conway out of the corner, but Conway grabs him by the tights and pulls him in face-first into the middle turnbuckle.}Vasco Dias: You see what I mean?
Terri Morasco: He’s a long time veteran and knows his way around the ring, that’s for sure.
{The Ace rolls out from under Derek and gets to his feet, grabbing Derek by the head and pulling him to his feet as well, twisting him by the head and dropping him with a Neckbreaker in the center of the ring, quickly floating over into the cover only to get a two count with time to spare.}Terri Morasco: It’s going to take more than that to beat Derek Brooks.
Vasco Dias: I think The Ace knows that and it’s more of a mind game.
{Ace gets to his feet, Derek’s head in hand again before grabbing him by the arm and sending him into the ropes, ducking down for a Back Body Drop of which Derek stops, kicking Ace in the face, standing him up straight before falling back into the ropes and taking him down with a hard Clothesline, followed by another, and another.}Terri Morasco: Brooks gaining some momentum here.
{After the third Clothesline Derek hauls off and Slaps the Ace across the face, turning him around just enough for Derek to take him down with a Side Russian Leg Sweep! Hooking the leg in the process for a cover that garners a two count of his own.}Vasco Dias: The young buck with some moves here that perhaps have The Ace on his heels.
Terri Morasco: The question is, can he keep it up?
{Derek gets to his feet, grabbing Ace by the head before taking him by the hand and sending him into the corner. Derek then charges in, but his face meets the Ace’s boot, sending him staggering. Derek tries again, but Ace gets both boots up kicking Derek back to the center of the ring. As he turns around Jake lunges out of the corner connecting flush with a Superkick!}Vasco Dias: What a shot!
Terri Morasco: Derek’s out in the center of the ring!
{Ace falls on the cover, hooking the leg…
ONE! TWO! THNOOOOOOOOO!
Derek gets the shoulder up and The Ace rolls to his back, pulling his hair back in disbelief. He sits up and looks over at Derek who is breathing heavy, his arms laid out flat to his side. Ace shrugs his shoulders as he gets to his feet.}Terri Morasco: Derek showing some resiliency here.
Vasco Dias: He needs to get back on the offensive, otherwise, Ace is going to finish this thing.
{Ace pulls Derek to his feet and plants a boot in his midsection before running toward the rope looking for the “FameAcer”!
DEREK STANDS UP AVOIDING IT!
Ace turns and is grabbed by Derek who lifts him into the air and drives him into the mat with a Spinebuster, draping his shoulder over Conway…
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOOOOOO!!!
Somehow Ace got the shoulder up!}Terri Morasco: Derek out of nowhere with the Spinebuster, but it wasn’t enough to put Conway away!
{Derek and Ace are both slow to their feet, Derek first, waiting for Ace, spinning him around, looking for the Display Of Greatness (Rock Bottom) but The Ace hits some elbows, stunning Brooks enough to take him down with a Uranage type slam of his own, locking in his version of the Anaconda Vice that he calls the “Winner Takes All”!}Terri Morasco: He’s got it locked in the center of the ring!
Vasco Dias: Derek is struggling but seems to have nowhere to go!
{Derek struggles as the Ace pulls back on the hold. He pulls back even farther, but Derek takes advantage, manipulating his body, showing off some core strength, rolling up Ace only to get a two count!}Terri Morasco: A nice counter there!
Vasco Dias: Both men are back up.
{As mentioned they’re up and Ace hits Derek in the face with a right hand. Derek responds with one of his own. The crowd doesn’t know who to cheer on so they just go with it cheering them both with each shot they trade with one another. Derek hits a shot that sends Ace stumbling back into the ropes and upon return, lifts him on his shoulders for a Samoan Drop, but The Ace falls behind and grabs Derek in a Sleeper Hold.
Derek though, knowing that he’s near the corner, falls back, slamming the Ace into the turnbuckles, not once but twice, causing him to release the hold. Derek charges in and is hit in the face again by Ace’s boot. Derek turns back but Ace is out of the corner, planting him in the stomach with a big kick to the stomach. He runs to the ropes but upon return is hit with a SAMOAN DROP!
Both men are down in the center of the ring.}Terri Morasco: A last ditch effort by Derek.
Vasco Dias: It was, and that’s amplified by the fact that he can’t capitalize as both men are down.
{Derek is the first to stir and crawls to the Ace but the time allotted is enough to allow a kick out after two from the pin attempt.}Terri Morasco: These two have laid it all out here tonight.
Vasco Dias: These are IWF competitors, did you expect anything less?
{The two men are slow to their feet again, using the ropes to pull themselves up. Derek fires off another right hand that hits flush. Ace responds, but this time it’s Derek with the upper hand as he hits a series of punches, seemingly letting a head of steam build up, swinging wildly, but the last shot misses as the Ace ducks, grabbing Derek from behind and hitting him with a Sleeper Slam!}Terri Morasco: Very savvy move!
Vasco Dias: And now Brooks looks in trouble.
{Ace is quick to his feet, holding the top rope as he stalks Derek who is slowly pushing himself off of the mat when Ace runs forward...FAMEACER!
He hooks the leg.
1!
2!
3!
The bell rings.}Alison Valance: Here is your winner, JAKE...THE ACE...CONWAY!
Terri Morasco: A valiant effort by Brooks, but it just wasn’t enough against the Number One Contender.
Vasco Dias: A great match indeed, I have to admit it.
{The Ace celebrates as his wife enters the ring. Derek, now in the corner, looks up at the man who has bested him, who now is looking back at him. Derek pulls himself up off the mat in the corner and walks up to The Ace. Both extend their hand and shake in the middle of the ring before Derek exits allowing Ace to celebrate his victory.}----------------------------------------------------------
HAIR VS MASK MATCH
Kole Kaos vs Zasshu
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{ The arena lights dim to a low hue as a golden spot light shines on the stage, the opening to Trivium's "Villainy Thrives" begins to play as the golden light strobes to the piano. Once the song kicks into gear Zasshu comes exploding out from the stage with a burst of pyro and cheers from the crowd. He lands in a crouched position and looks all around before standing up and holding his fists high up over his head. Zasshu sprints down the ramp and springs off a trampoline over the top rope and front flipping before landing on his feet. From there he runs to the ropes and leaps onto the second rope in the corner and holds his fists up again over his head. }Terri Morasco: This feud between Zasshu and Kole Kaos has been building for a couple of weeks now.
Vasco Dias: Kole believes he can steal the power of Zasshu by taking his mask, makes sense to me.
Terri Morasco: Seriously?
Vasco Dias: Absolutely! I don’t question a single thing Kole Kaos says!
Terri Morasco: And that’s the problem!
{ The arena goes black as the intro for White zombie's Blood Milk and Sky comes over the PA system. Once the drumbs and guitar kick in a dark green hue overtakes the arena and smoke overtakes the stage. "The siren sings a lonely song, Of all the wants and hungers, The lust of love, a brute desire, The ledge of life goes under" As Rob's voice comes over the PA Kole Kaos emerges from the smoke wearing a black with dark green trim patch-worked long hooded jacket. He slowly makes his way down the ramp towards the ring. He slowly turns at the ring and heads to the stairs, he climbs the stairs and stands on the apron in the middle of the ring, he flips the hood off over his head and shrugs the jacket off throwing his arms up in a flexed crucifix pose, as he does so green pyro bursts from all four ring posts, he then makes his way into the ring staring at this opponent, or up the ramp with disgust on his face as he waits for the match to start. }Vasco Dias: This man Kole Kaos is a future champion in IWF! Tonight he takes the mask of Zasshu! Tomorrow he captures gold!
Terri Morasco: You have high hopes for Kaos. What happens if Zasshu takes his hair!?
Vasco Dias: It’s never going to happen!
{ The referee calls for the bell and Kole explodes across the ring but Zasshu quickly dips out and avoids the attack! Kole crashes against the turnbuckles and looks out with a venomous hatred at Zasshu on the outside. }Terri Morasco: Smart move by Zasshu, avoiding the attack of Kaos!
Vasco Dias: Zasshu is running like a coward!
{ Kole hops out of the ring and gives chase but Zasshu is much faster and rounds the corner, Zasshu leaps into the ring the grabs the top rope and sling shots himself to the outside with a senton and crashes on top of Kole Kaos! }Terri Morasco: Zasshu using his speed to get the jump on Kaos!
Vasco Dias: If Zasshu were a man he’d face Kaos straight up!
Terri Morasco: Zasshu is using his skills to gain an advantage!
Vasco Dias: Basically cheating!
{ Zasshu is right back to his feet and climbs up onto the apron. Zasshu waits for Kole to stand before he jumps up and bounces off the top rope with the Best Moonsult Ever on Kole Kaos!!! Zasshu springs right up to his feet to a huge fan response! Zasshu grabs Kole now and helps him to his feet before rolling Kaos back into the ring. Zasshu jumps up onto the apron and takes a fistful of the top rope before sling shotting himself back into the ring with a senton splash! }Terri Morasco: Zasshu will not be stopped tonight! He’s taking it to Kaos!
Vasco Dias: Kaos is here to fight not flip around like a gymnast!
{ Zasshu goes for the pin but Kole gets the shoulder up at one! Zasshu doesn’t relent as he pulls Kole up to his feet and throws him into the corner of the ring! Zasshu comes running in for the monkey flip! Kaos is on his back and Zasshu is right up, he hits the ropes and comes back with Rolling Thunder on Kole Kaos! Zasshu goes for another cover! ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }Terri Morasco: Kole got his shoulder up again!
Vasco Dias: Kaos will not lose his hair to this Japanese Jumping Bean!
{ Zasshu pulls Kole up to his feet then runs Kaos toward the corner of the ring, Zasshu is looking for sliced bread but before Zasshu can run up the ropes Kaos grabs him for the KAOSBUSTER!!! }Vasco Dias: Kaos turning the momentum back in his favor after that sliced bread attempt!
Terri Morasco: This Kaos’ chance, if he can capitalize on that Kaosbuster then he could win this match!
{ Zasshu gets back to his feet but Kaos is right there and lifts Zasshu high up into the air and plants him hard against the mat with PERFECT KAOS!!! Kole then covers Zasshu, hooking a leg. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }Vasco Dias: Kaos nearly had the match right there!
Terri Morasco: Kaos is all about over powering his opponents and he is certainly doing that right now but Zasshu isn’t ready to give up!
Vasco Dias: Zasshu will be!
{ Kole doesn’t seem, instead he pulls Zasshu up and starts to jaw off before hitting a big knee lift to the midsection of Zasshu! Kole then tucks the head of Zasshu, Kole lifts Zasshu up and then hits a devastating buckle bomb!!! Zasshu staggers out of the corner and Kole picks Zasshu up for the Kaos Reigns!!! Kole then covers Zasshu and the referee drops into position! ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }Vasco Dias: JUST LAY DOWN!
Terri Morasco: Zasshu doesn’t know the word quit!
Vasco Dias: Kole is about to teach it to him!
{ Kole sneers as he gets to his feet. Kaos walks around Zasshu who is trying to stand. Kaos grabs Zasshu and underhooks him for the Kaos Bomb but Zasshu breaks free and slips off the back of Kaos. Kole turns right into a Karate Chop Combo from Zasshu! Kaos stumbles backward but Zasshu is right on him with a spinning heel kick! Zasshu grabs Kole and runs toward a corner of the ring and finally connects with the sliced bread! Kaos is down and Zasshu heads right to the ropes, Zasshu climbs up and quickly flies off with the 450 splash!!! }Terri Morasco: Zasshu is right back in control!
Vasco Dias: I don’t believe this!
Terri Morasco: You better believe it because Kole Kaos is about to lose his hair!
{ Zasshu gets to his feet and he lines up for the Buenos Noches Kick! Kole is slow to push himself up and Zasshu is begging him to stand. Zasshu prepares to strike when “Can’t Stop” by Sixx AM hits the pa! }Vasco Dias: THE HOUSE OF HOWLETT RIDES AGAIN!!!!
{ Zasshu whips around to face the stage where Laura Howlett marches out with a huge smile on her face. }Terri Morasco: What the hell is Laura Howlett doing out here!
Vasco Dias: Zasshu is in violation of his contract! That’s what Laura is doing out here!
Terri Morasco: She has no business out here!
Vasco Dias: This match is her business!
{ Laura starts to walk toward the ring and Zasshu seems ready but he doesn’t notice Kole getting to his feet. Laura gets half way down the ramp when Kole Kaos spins Zasshu around and kicks him right in the gut! Kole then picks Zasshu up for the KAOS BOMB!!! Zasshu is down and Laura laughs from ring side as Kole pins the masked man. ONE! TWO! THREE!!!! }Vasco Dias: KOLE KAOS WINS!!!!
Terri Morasco: Due in no small part to Laura Howlett!
Vasco Dias: A win is a win and Kole just won!
{ Kole now stands over Zasshu. }Vasco Dias: Here we go! Kole is about to claim the mask of Zasshu!
{ Laura screams from ring side “TEAR IT OFF!!!” }Terri Morasco: What is wrong with her!?
Vasco Dias: She does what’s right for Howlett business!
{ Kole reaches down under the chin of Zasshu and grabs his mask. Kole seethes as his eyes seem to glow in the dim lighting. Kole rears back and rips the mask from the head of Zasshu and holds it above him in victory! }Vasco Dias: Finally Kole Kaos has the mask of Zasshu!!!
{ Laura applauds from ring side as Kole celebrates with the mask, the man known as Zasshu just kneels there, for the first time ever his face is exposed to the public… }Vasco Dias: Zasshu is hidesous!!!
Terri Morasco: What!?
{ Kole leaves the ring with the mask in hand as Zasshu kneels there. Laura grabs a mic from the outside. }Laura Howlett: Tonight you bet against the house… Now you know, AKIHIRO! THE HOUSE ALWAYS WINS!
{ Can’t Stop hits the pa again as Zasshu turns his attention to Laura who just smiles as she backs her way up the ramp. }----------------------------------------------------------
IWF SHIELDMAIDEN
SINGLES MATCH
Lizzy Dalmon vs Shea O’Hara
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{ “We Can't Stop” by Trust the Medic begins to play and Lizzy Dalmon makes his way to the ring, her brother Landon following close behind. The fans boo her as she makes her way to the ring. Halfway there she stops and poses so that people can take a picture of her. When she gets to the ring she climbs the steps and enters. Once in the ring she continues to pose for more pictures. }[DING-DING-DING!!!]
Alison Valance: Il seguente concorso, impostato per una caduta, è per l'IWF Shieldmaiden! Introducendo in primo luogo lo sfidante, da Beverley Hills, California ... LIZZY DALMON !!!
Vasco Dias: PFFFT! I didn't know Alison spoke Italian...
Terri Morasco: The Shieldmaiden is up next, and I'm pretty sure she's into the spirit here in Pesaro!
Vasco Dias: Yeah yeah...I'm sure her announcement can be translated as "Shea's gonna loose!"
Terri Morasco: In your dreams...
{The lights go out before the tron flickers to life with a flick of orange hair, before "In God We Trust” by Sweet Little Machine blasts out of the PA with orange and green lights flashing wildly, in time with the drums}"ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
NAH, NAH, NAH NAH!
NAH NAH-NAH NAH NAH!"
{The crowd chant along with the song, as Shea O’Hara barges through the curtain before standing in the middle of the stage. She lowers herself, almost squatting, before thrusting her arms into the air with the “devil horns” as a small pyro goes off behind her. She then sprints to the ring, sliding under the ropes and runs to the camera side and leans through the ropes on the second rope throwing up her “devil horns” once again.}Alison Valance: E da Cork, Irlanda ... è la IWF Shieldmaiden, SHEA O'HARA !!!
Terri Morasco: Ever since beating Eternity at Night of the Immortals, Shea's looked unstoppable!
Vasco Dias: But she's never faced someone as genetically superior as Lizzy Dalmon!
Terri Norasco: Only in your warped mind, Vasco!
[DING!]
{ At the sound of the bell, Lizzy Dalmon springs an unsuspecting attack on Shea O'Hara as the latter had her back turned with a knee to the lower back region that sends the SM crashing into the corner ribs first; against the buckles, O'Hara is left with little choice but to cover up Lizzy's knees to the midsection, prompting the dude in zebra-stripes to start a five-count. With brother Landon smirking from ear to ear, Lizzy breaks at the count of four-and-a-quarter before going back on the attack, firing away with kicks to the chest that send Shea crumpling to her knees on the deck! Admiring the Italian fanbase's FIFA-style whistles and derisive chance in the native Italian tongue, Lizzy sends her opponent for the ride, and as Shea bounds off the strands, Lizzy is there to greet her with a massive handspring backflip tornado DDT. Lizzy goes for the pin, but only gets a two count, prompting Landon to start barking at the ref over that "slow" count! }Terri Morasco: Landon's really enjoying things at ringside, ain't he?
Vasco Dias: Not as much as Lizzy, that's for sure!
{ Lizzy is having a ball as she saunters around the ring, taking in the hateful whistling of the Pesaro gallery; she slowly stalks over to Shea, whose down on all fours, and kicks her twice in the ribs before slowly pulling her up by the hair--and earning herself a few stern words in the process. But Lizzy, cackling with glee, doesn't seem to mind one bit as she uses the ropes like a spring, taking her victim to the mat with a tornado headscissors maneuver before climbing up to the top buckle. Lizzy looks around the crowd, smiling widely as she poses--unaware that O'Hara has inched herself back to a vertical base. Landon's cocky expression fizzles as he watches his sister being grabbed by the Shieldmaiden and unceremoniously tossed from the top rope and onto the canvas! }Vasco Dias: Oy...
Terri Morasco: Too much posing, not enough action.
{ Lizzy, fearing for her very existence, slinks back to the opposite corner as O'Hara approaches her; the challenger tries to call for "time out," yet realises that there's no such thing in the world of wrestling--a fact Shea reminds her of, very swiftly one might add, by yanking the challenger to her feet by the scruff of the neck and applying a snap suplex, transitioning into a more "classic" vertical suplex! Shea grabs both her rival's arms as she twists, eventually landing a third double-underhook suplex, forming a bridge to complete the trifecta and get a count of two as well. Grabbing a hold of Lizzy's left arm, Shea kicks Dalmon in the calf before applying a standing armdrag takedown, transitioning into an armbar. The zebra-man asks if Lizzy wants to quit, but she says "no" as her brother hops on the ring apron screaming bloody murder! The ref becomes distracted for a moment, leading Lizzy to reach up with her right hand and YANK Shea to the mat by the hair! }Vasco Dias: Brilliant move on Lizzy's part!
Terri Morasco: Unsporting is more like it--and look, Landon's about to get sent to the showers!
Vasco Dias: No fair, dammit! NO FAIR!!!
{ Indeed, the official points to Landon and gives him the old "heave-ho," leading Lizzy to jump into his grill, spouting non-family-friendly language over the ejection! Shea, to her credit, uses Lizzy's temper tantrum to great effect, pulling her in and executing her trademark "Bombshell" arm-trap suplex! The fans cheer as O'Hara goes for the pin... }1...!
2...!!
THREEEEOOOOHHHH!!!!
{ ...as the ref holds up two ringers, Shea calmly nods her head and proceeds to climb up to the top strand! She takes a few moments to play to the roaring crowd...unfortunately, this proves to be an error in judgement as Lizzy, crawling on hands and knees, manages to pull hard on that third rope, causing Shea to land hard on the turnbuckle! Dalmon, wanting payback kfor her brother getting tossed from ringside, applies a top-rope frankensteiner pinning combination! }1...!
2...!!
THREEEE--YAAHH, AWWWWW...
{ Lizzy stands up pissed. She turns to the referee and utters a few choice words at him, placing her hands firmly on her hips like a mother about to scold her kid for doing something stupid! The argument continues as Shea, to the delight of the crowd, gets back up on her feet! Lizzy's scowl becomes crystal clear as she turns around, hoping to apply a T-bone suplex...only to wind up on the wrong end of Shea's quick superkick she dubs the STARLIGHT EDGE SUPERKICK! The fans go wild as Shea covers, getting the one, two...and THREEEEEEEE!!!!! }----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
”All About ME!”
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{The scene switches to the backstage area where we see Rachel Grimes sitting in a chair looking into the camera.}Rachel Grimes: Last week saw a huge match made for the Lineage Pay Per View where my guest will take on Alexis Caffrey inside a Steel Cage Match. A stipulation was then made that if Sara Garcia interfered, both Garcias would be fired. So with that said, please welcome my guest at this time...Paige Garcia.
{The angle switches to a side view showing Rachel on one side and both Garcias on the left.}Rachel Grimes: Paige, you know about the match, and you know about the stipulation. Perhaps it was unwise to put your hands on one of the heads of the Diamonds Division?
{A smug sneer appears on the former Diamonds Champions face.}Paige Garcia: Rachel, I regret nothing. Alexis was putting my sister in harm’s way and that little twit thought she could stop me from saving her. So then, she decides to throw her weight around and make a cage match, and add the stipulation that could result in my firing...that’s fine...that’s well and good. First and foremost, I don’t NEED my sister to beat Alexis. I’ve done it before, and I’ll do it again. Secondly, she’s really going to threaten to fire me? Fire us? We’re the best thing going in this division, and as soon as this little “thing” with Alexis is done, I’m going to prove that again when I take that title...MY TITLE...back from that blue haired little pixy.
{Rachel looks on serious, a question clearly on her mind.}Rachel Grimes: You say that you don’t need your sister to beat Alexis, but it was in fact her who pinned Alexis at Bloody Assizes in your stead. Now you won’t have her...that’s gotta be a factor, no?
{Paige looks rather annoyed at the question presented to her.}Paige Garcia: Are you seriously that dense Rachel? Do you not have ears that work? I said I don’t need her and I mean that. I’m one of the longest reigning Shieldmaiden and Diamonds Champions in history. I beat Alexis’ own reign, and I am the superior athlete in that damn ring. Alexis is going to find that out at Lineage. At that moment, the match will be over, and just like this interview...this little “thing” between me and Alexis...will...be...over!
{Paige rips the microphone off of her top and throws it down on the floor as her and Sara leave. Rachel is left staring into the camera.}Rachel Grimes: Well, there you have it folks. It seems to me that Paige Garcia is ready for this match, and I for one can’t wait for it to happen at Lineage.
{We go to commercial as the scene fades out.}----------------------------------------------------------
CHAMPION VS CHAMPION SHOWCASE
SINGLES MATCH
Jayson Matthews vs Andrew Jacobsen
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Alison Valance: The following Champion versus Champion showcase is scheduled for one fall…and it will be contested under Invictus Rules!
Terri Morasco: Whoa! Looks like the Imperial Champion’s challenge was accepted!
{The drum fill kicks in the door and the guitar riff of 311’s Perfect Mistake starts blasting over the PA system.}“Listen Up!”
{The arena lights start changing from orange to black on the beat and Jayson Matthews comes bouncing from behind the curtain and head banging to the riff. His Invictus Championship firmly around his waste. He jams to the verse as he starts to walk down the ramp, slapping fives with as many fans as he can on either side. }This is the next stage, we turn the page
We're gonna wreck a place when we take the stage
Roll up your sleeves, get down with me
It's going off in the pit like you wouldn't believe
Alison Valance: Introducing first, weighing in at 200 pounds, hailing from Detroit, Michigan. He is the IWF InVICTUS Champion……JAYSON MATTHEWS!
Terri Morasco: Jayson Matthews has been on one roller-coaster ride over the last few months, and the Invictus Champion has to be considered the underdog here.
Vasco Dias: It’s strange to be able to say that about a champion, but in this circumstance, it’s the truth. Jayson’s talented, but as good as he is, you’d be hard-pressed to find anyone who could walk into the ring with the Imperial Champion on a level playing field.
{Jayson stands at the end of the ramp and stares into the ring and he starts to bounce up and down and hypes himself up and as soon as the chorus hits he dives into the ring forward rolls onto his feet and runs over to the side opposite the ramp and leans over the ring holding out his Championship. While the lights strobe orange and black.}“Ohhhhhhhhhh
See in it my eyes
Hold it in my hands
All those days that you wasted away
There was no one to blame
It's a perfect mistake
{He hops up on the turnbuckle and holds out the Invictus title with one arm and points to the crowd with his other hand. Thanking the fans for the cheers and displaying the title to the fans.} Alison Valance: And his opponent…
{The opening riff of "Unbreakable" plays, sending the crowd into a frenzy, and as the drums kick in Andrew Jacobsen comes striding out onto the ramp, Danielle Chase a step behind him. He takes a few steps forward, looking to either side with a wide grin on his face. Andrew looks dead ahead at the ring, cracking his neck, and throws his arms out and head back as a burst of red and green pyro goes off to either side of him.}Alison Valance: Being accompanied to the ring by Danielle Chase, from Minneapolis, Minnesota, weighing in at 235 pounds, he is the IWF Imperial Champion…Andrew…JACOBSEN!
Terri Morasco: The Imperial Champion sounded unsure of himself this week, an odd thing to hear. Do you think it’ll affect him here in this match?
Vasco Dias: He has Round Two with the Ace coming up in two weeks. I would be amazed if he was all focused in the present. He’s got a lot on his shoulders, and if I were him, I would be regretting that Invictus Rules challenge right about now.
{Andrew and Danielle walk down the ramp, Andrew high-fiving fans as he goes, and he pulls himself up onto the apron, looking around at the fans with an infectious grin on his face. He climbs through the second rope and walks to a corner, checking his gloves and talking with Danielle as he waits for the match to start.} Terri Morasco: Champion versus champion! It’s a showcase rare in coming here tonight on Sacrifice! Let’s get to it!
{The bell rings, and immediately Jayson explodes out of the corner, charging across the ring and delivering a spinning wheel kick to Andrew! The Imperial Champion’s knocked back into the corner, and Jayson quickly starts lighting him up with forearm shots and knees to the ribs, swarming the Imperial Champion! Andrew covers up from the shots, and as the referee steps in to separate the two, he shakes his head out, clearly still caught off guard. Jayson backs up, acquiescing to the referee’s demands, but as soon as the ref’s stepped away he charges Andrew again! This time, though, Andrew has him scouted, sidestepping the charge and sending Jayson into the turnbuckles chest-first! Andrew snares a rear waistlock, popping his hips and bringing Jayson over with a huge bridging German suplex!
ONE! KICKOUT! Andrew nods, shaking his head again as both men negotiate their way to their feet.}Terri Morasco: Fast start there for Jayson Matthews, but all it took was that one opening for Andrew Jacobsen to equalize the playing field.
Vasco Dias: Andrew’s got the size advantage here, and that plays into his suplex game. Jayson’s going to need to ensure that he stays out of Andrew’s grasp, or he’s going to be in a world of hurt very quickly.
{The two men circle each other again, and Jayson rushes Andrew again. Andrew sidesteps him, using his hand to shove Jayson into the ropes, and when Jayson rebounds off them chest-first, Andrew is waiting with another German suplex! No! Jayson flips over, out and through, landing on his feet and charging to the opposite ropes! Andrew shakes his head, confused, and turns around, only to turn into a huge leaping hurricanrana that flings Andrew to the adjacent ropes and sends him rolling to the outside! Andrew stumbles up on the outside, and Jayson looks around to the roaring crowd, hitting the far ropes and leaping clear over the top rope to crash into Andrew with a modified plancha! Jayson gets to his feet first, and the crowd is roaring, pounding on the barricades with excitement.}Terri Morasco: AND THE INVICTUS CHAMPION TAKES TO THE AIR! What a huge suicide dive, leveling Andrew Jacobsen!
Vasco Dias: The speed of an Invictus Rules match like this one favors the more energetic man, and tonight that seems to be Jayson Matthews!
{Jayson backs up from the rising Andrew, measuring him carefully, and closes his eyes for a moment before charging in and throwing a huge knee strike at Andrew’s face! No! Andrew drops flat to the mats, letting Jayson’s knee sail over him, and spins to a kneeling crouch, turning to face Jayson. It’s Jayson’s turn to turn around, and when he does, Andrew explodes out of his crouch with a spear, driving Jayson back-first into the ring apron! Andrew straightens back up, keeping his arms around Jayson’s midsection, and pops his hips again, looking for a belly-to-belly suplex! No! Jayson has enough presence of mind to drive a knee into Andrew’s ribs! A second! Andrew lets go of his grip, stumbling back, and Jayson grabs his arm, trying to Irish whip Andrew into the ring apron! Andrew thinks quick, however, and kicks his feet up as he’s whipped, letting the momentum propel him back under the bottom rope and into the ring!}Terri Morasco: Excellent ring awareness from Andrew Jacobsen, able to avoid that whip into the ring apron, but this has been mostly Matthews from the word go.
Vasco Dias: I’ve been impressed, I’ll admit. He’s got to keep this momentum up if he wants to win, though.
Terri Morasco: Will he be able to? We’ll find out, as Sacrifice rolls on!
{COMMERCIAL BREAK}Terri Morasco: Welcome back to Sacrifice! During the commercial break, Andrew Jacobsen was able to find an opening, and he’s held onto the advantage since!
{The replay shows Jayson sliding into the ring after Andrew, only to be leveled with a huge low dropkick to his knee. Live, Andrew is working over Jayson’s leg with a vice-like kneebar. Jayson struggles and spins against the hold, but Andrew yanks harder on the hold, drawing a cry of pain from Jayson. Andrew hauls back on the kneebar, and something seems to spark in Jayson’s eyes. He reaches down, grabbing at Andrew’s top leg, and manages to get his hands around his ankle, transitioning into an ankle lock! Andrew cries out in pain now, releasing the legbar, and Jayson hurriedly tries to grapevine Andrew’s leg. Jacobsen kicks off, rolling out of the ankle lock, and both men make it to their feet, Andrew nodding to Jayson as they both hobble slightly from the respective holds.}Terri Morasco: What a great counter! You can tell Jayson’s been training with the Man of 1,000 Holds himself, because that was a Nighthawk-esque escape from that kneebar!
Vasco Dias: It’s the kind of old-school grappling excellence that the Wrestling Machine fosters, and seeing it deployed on one of the finest technical wrestlers on the planet just makes it that much more impressive.
{Jayson and Andrew shoot in to lock up, and Andrew quickly overpowers Jayson, snaring a side headlock. He whips him over with a side headlock takeover, but Jayson counters out into a grounded headscissors! Andrew grasps at Jayson’s legs, kicking his feet, and maneuvers out of the headscissors, headstanding out before popping to his feet! Jayson’s up, and as he charges in Andrew catches him with the belly-to-belly he had been looking for earlier! Jayson rebounds to a sitting position, and Andrew hits the ropes, firing a swift Penalty Kick-style strike at the seated Jayson! It’s Jayson’s turn to dodge by dropping flat, though, and Andrew swings wide over him, leaving Jayson room to snare a quick schoolboy!
ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Both men get to their feet, and Andrew sidesteps another Jayson charge, heading him over the ropes! NO! Jayson lands on the apron! Andrew turns, noticing him again, and moves to intercept him, standing on the second rope to grab at him…ONLY TO BE CAUGHT WITH THE JAYSON MATTHEWS EXPERIENCE TO THE RIBS FROM THE APRON! Andrew stumbles back on jelly legs, and Jayson springboards in after him for a hurricanrana…AND ANDREW TEARS HIM OUT OF THE SKY WITH THE ICE BREAKER! COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE—KICKOUT AT THE LAST SECOND! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!}Terri Morasco: WHAT A COUNTER, AND WHAT A KICKOUT! Jayson Matthews just kicked out of the Ice Breaker! That move has won Andrew so many matches in his career, and Jayson Matthews just kicked out!
Vasco Dias: Andrew said they don’t come with more heart than Matthews, and as much as I hate that damn cliché, he just proved Jacobsen right with that display of resiliency!
{Both men slowly claw their way towards the ropes, the Invictus Rules removing the count-out from the equation. Both men are slow to stand, Andrew clinging to the top rope like a drowning man as he pulls himself up and Jayson slowly climbing back to a base via the turnbuckles. Andrew coughs, clutching his ribs, and he spots Jayson in the corner. Shaking his head, he charges in, looking for a Stinger Splash! NO! Jayson rolls out of the way, and Andrew’s leap catches him sternum-first on the buckles! He stumbles back, coughing and clutching his midsection, and turns around…JAYSON GOES FOR THE JAYSON MATTHEWS EXPERIENCE AGAIN! NO! ANDREW GETS HIS HANDS UP TO BLOCK! He pushes Jayson back, and LUNGES WITH THE LIGHTS OUT! JAYSON ROLLS UNDER! Andrew spins again, only to eat a superkick of his own to the ribs, AND JAYSON FOLLOWS UP IMMEDIATELY WITH THE RIBKRACKER! Jayson covers, hooking both legs deep!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE! The bell rings, and “Perfect Mistake” blasts over the PA as Jayson looks up at the ceiling, breathless and in shock as he lets go of Andrew.}Alison Valance: Here is your winner, the IWF Invictus Champion, Jayson Matthews!
Terri Morasco: HE DID IT! JAYSON DID IT! JAYSON MATTHEWS HAS PINNED THE IMPERIAL CHAMPION!
Vasco Dias: What an upset! Andrew took one too many risks, and Jayson knew how and when to capitalize on them. Excellent display from both men, and though I hate to say it, hats off to Jayson Matthews!
{Andrew slowly struggles to his feet, clutching his midsection. He stares down Jayson as he stands, and a tense moment passes before Andrew reaches out with an outstretched hand. Jayson takes it, and the two men shake hands before Andrew turns, raising Jayson’s hand and pointing to him with a weary smile on his face. Andrew gingerly steps out of the ring, making his way towards the back}Terri Morasco: What a display of sportsmanship from the Imperial Champion. He’s letting Jayson have a hard-earned moment.
{Andrew disappears through the curtain, and Jayson stands alone in the ring, celebrating with the cheering fans as his music plays.}Terri Morasco: what an amazing match. And it looks like Andrew has graciously allowed Jayson a little time with the fans.
Vasco Dias: I don't see why, he hasn't done anything worth it.
Terri Morasco: After that match, I think he deserves it.
{Jayson holds his side and he looks hurt and exhausted but he takes time to thank the fans for their cheers. He holds up the Invictus Championship when suddenly The Council theme begins to play and The Council step out onto the stage.}Terri Morasco: What the hell is going on?
Vasco Dias: I don't like the looks of this, Terri.
{Jayson watches in confusion as they all stand on the stage except for Ulf who casually makes his way down to the ring. Ulf looks back for a second at Xavier who just nods his head. Ulf sighs before getting in the ring and stepping in front of Jayson. Confused but not stupid, Jayson starts to understand why Ulf was here.}Jayson Matthews: You don’t have to do this, Ulf. I can tell that you’re not like them. Make your own decisions, Ulf. Live your own way.
{Ulf just shakes his head. He almost looked sad.}Ulf Hednir: Beklager.
{Jayson squinted his eyes in confusion.}Jayson Matthews: Huh?
{And with that Ulf drills a boot right into the gut of the Invictus Champion. Jayson hunches over and Ulf blasts him in the face with a forearm and Ulf follows it up with a collection of right hands and them just unceremoniously dumps Jayson Matthews out of the ring and to the floor with a thud.}Terri Morasco: Now they've spilled here in front of us.
Vasco Dias: We better move Terri.
{Ulf starts to clear the table of debris and then when turns back he finds Jayson on his feet and Jayson cracks Ulf with a huge palm strike and then an uppercut that staggers Ulf back. Members of the Council have now run down and started hanging up on Jayson!}Terri Morasco: The numbers game is to strong.
Vasco Dias: That idiot Matthews is in trouble now! WAIT!
{Ulf comes up and starts pushing his stablemates off of Jayson!}Ulf Hednir: No, no! Stop! He’s mine!
{And with that, Ulf loads Jayson up and then powerbomb him hard through the announce table! Ulf just stares at him, sorry he had to do what he did.}Ulf Hednir: Ya Should ha stayed ute of my business.
{He shakes his head as Cross pats him on the back, proud of what he accomplished.}Terri Morasco: Another superstar driven through a table thanks to The Council! Is no one safe?
Vasco Dias: I don't think so.
{Sacrifice fades to black on the image of Ulf towering over Jayson amidst the wreckage of the announce table as the IWF and Sacrifice logos appear on the screen.}
Well howdy there pardner.