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SINGLES MATCH
Jason Sandman vs El Grande Malo
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Vasco Dias: Hey Terri, you ever see a human pinata?
Terri Morasco: Not funny, Vasco. After what the Council did to his partner Zasshu, El Grande Malo was only too willing to accept a match against Council member Jason Sandman.
Vasco Dias: Accept? I hear the moron went and demanded it in his best broken English.
Terri Morasco: Well, he asked and was granted this opportunity to make what happened right.
Vasco Dias: I tell ya, that mask of his must have been tied a little too tight, 'cause it doesn't matter what night this match happens - it ain't ending well for him.
Terri Morasco: Anything can happen on any night in IWF, Vasco, you know that!
Vasco Dias: Sometimes I wonder how I've made it this long working next to you.
Terri Morasco: Well ... sorry, I'm being told that we're cutting to a backstage camera, ladies and gentlemen.
{The feed switches from ringside to the backstage area where personnel are scrambling and calling for help. As the cameraman pushes his way through the commotion, he manages to capture an image that quickly quiets the audience. Lying on the ground, motionless and bleeding heavily is El Grande Malo.
One referee is trying to keep his neck straight as the EMTs make their way to the scene. Malo's face is so swollen that he's nearly unrecognizable save for his mask which one of the medics begins to cut off.
Suddenly, Malo's eyes open with a start as he reaches up to grab the scissored hands of the technician. He mutters something that's not picked up by the cameras, but the medic nods his head as he reaches for a towel to drape over Malo's head before he's allowed to begin removing the mask.
Shrouded by a towel that is quickly turning scarlet, Malo is worked upon by the medics as the referees all congregate with security and try to determine just what happened here.
The camera switches once more to a visibly disturbed Terri Morasco and an uncharacteristically quiet Vasco Dias}Terri Morasco: We apologize for that, folks; we know that might have been difficult to see. But we obviously extend our thoughts to El Grande Malo for a speedy recovery.
Vasco Dias: You don't think ... Sandman ...
Terri Morasco: Could the Council have decided to make an example out of Malo?
Vasco Dias: Well, I think everyone in the back will think twice before 'demanding' anything from them again.
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SEGMENT
”Challenge Accepted”
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{“Victim” by Eighteen Visions begins to play throughout the arena. Ryan Shane makes his way to the ring in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, the Man of Steel title slung over his left shoulder. The fans boo him but if he is affected, he isn't showing it. He climbs the ring steps and enters. Once inside he reaches for a microphone and waits for his music to die down.}Ryan Shane: Two weeks ago at Open Fight Night, Devlin Raine sat down with that hack journalist, Tyler Jacobs. He talked about his knee injury and how for the time being he'll have to pass on his rematch for MY Man of Steel championship. Devlin seems to think he'll be back in action in a few months. That's nothing more than wishful thinking. I promise you, Devlin Raine will NEVER step foot inside of an IWF ring again!
{A smile comes across the face of Ryan Shane. The fans boo the thought that The Destiny Dealer might never compete again.}Ryan Shane: If our match at Bloody Assizes wasn't enough, you only have to know I personally ended the career of Nighthawk. That's a service no one ever thanked me for.
{The crowd is really letting him have it, as he has brought a wrestling legend into the argument.}Ryan Shane: It's time to look to the future, and this Sunday at Lineage. While I was taking a much deserved week off last week, I was informed I would be defending my title. Now I'm sure you're all thinking the same thing. Is there anyone on the IWF roster even worthy? Simple answer is...no.
Terri Morasco: I'm sure there are plenty of men in the back who would disagree.
Vasco Dias: Really? I don't see anyone going after Shane the way they do Jayson Matthews.
Ryan Shane: I know the IWF is really pushing this New Dawn down everyone's throat. But...to find a worthy opponent I'm looking to the Imperial Wrestling Federation’s history. I'm looking to face a former Man of Steel champion. If there is anyone out there brave enough to accept the challenge…
{The crowd begins to buzz. They look up the entrance ramp to see if anyone is going to answer the challenge.}Terri Morasco: Ryan Shane might want to be careful what he wishes for. There are plenty of former champions that went on to become holders of the Imperial title.
Vasco Dias: I'm sure Shane took that into account.
{ Villainy Thrives by Trivium hits the PA as a now unmasked Zasshu steps out through the curtain to a big fan response. }Terri Morasco: Zasshu is answering the challenge of Ryan Shane!
Vasco Dias: Zasshu has no right being out here after last week!
Terri Morasco: Shane challenged a former champion and that is what Zasshu is!
{ The unmasked Zasshu marches straight to the ring, he rolls in under the bottom rope and gets right to his feet with a mic in his hand. }Zasshu: You keep running your mouth but what do you have to say when a former man of steel champion is standing right here!?
{ The crowd pops but Ryan Shane just smiles before continuing. }Ryan Shane: I hate to break it to you. You've lost your mask, your name, and as far as I'm concerned, your claim to being a former Man of Steel champion.
{ The former masked man smirks. }Zasshu: I am more than my name or my mask! I am more than just Zasshu! I am Akihiro Nakamura! I held the man of steel championship! Perhaps you are just too afraid to face a completely healthy challenger!?
{ The crowd is behind Zasshu 100% as Shane continues to smirk smugly. } Ryan Shane: I assure you I have zero reservations about stepping into the cage with you. I defeated you when you were at your highest point. I'll have no problem destroying you at your lowest. If you want a shot, you got it!
{The announcement of the two doing battle once again brings a certain level of excitement throughout the arena.}Terri Morasco: It looks like we're getting Shane vs Akihiro Nakamura formally known as Zasshu at Lineage.
Vasco Dias: If losing his mask and identity didn't end his career, Ryan Shane just might.
{ Shane offer his hand but when Zasshu goes for it Shane tries to pull Zasshu in for a short arm clothes line but Zasshu ducks it and goes for the Buenos Noches kick! Shane drops down and rolls out of the ring before the kick connects, still clutching his championship as Zasshu looks on and points, making the belt motion. }----------------------------------------------------------
DIAMONDS FATAL FOUR WAY MATCH
Winner earns a Diamonds Championship opportunity at Lineage.
Rowan MacDonnough vs Helena Sawyer vs Sara Garcia vs Brooklyn Madrox
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Alison Valance: The following contest is a FATAL FOUR WAY MATCH to determine the Number One Contender for the IWF Diamonds Championship AT LINEAGE!
Terri Morasco: This should be a great contest between four up and coming women in this division.
Vasco Dias: Sara Garcia called her opponents “two psychos and a barbie doll”. I’m stating my unbiased and saying the beginning of the Garcia Era Part Two starts tonight.
{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. She lopes forward, unconsciously rolling her wrists as her eyes bore a hole in the air before her. The smoke seems to follow her 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 spiralling 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.}Alison Valance: From Kilkenny, Ireland, weighing in at 145 pounds...ROOOWAN MACDONNOUGH!
Terri Morasco: She put out Maxine Valentine last week, and her mean-streak has to make her a favorite here tonight.
Vasco Dias: How so? She’s barely WON anything as Sara pointed out...she shouldn’t be anymore a favorite than anyone else here.
Alison Valance: Now for the second participant…
{The lights dim, and a series of twinkling blue lights begin to shine at the mouth of the entrance ramp as the intro of “Blue” by The Birthday Massacre begins to play. As the crashing guitars kick in, the stage is bathed in flickering blue lights, and Helena Sawyer slowly walks out onto the stage, a lopsided grin on her face. She walks down the ramp, wearing a twisted smirk on her face. As she passes by the camera at the foot of the ramp, she snaps her jaws at the cameraman, giggling as she walks on and hops up onto the apron. Helena looks up at the ceiling, grinning ecstatically, and turns to face the crowd, hooking both arms on the top rope and throwing her body back with a piercing scream that turns into a giggle. She kicks herself backwards, flipping over the top rope, and back-rolls into a kneeling crouch, staring at the ramp for a few moments before standing and slinking to a corner. She looks up at the ceiling as the music fades, mouthing frantic words to herself as the lights come back up to normal.}Alison Valance: From Amityville, New York, weighing in at 151 pounds...HELENA...SAAAAWYER!
Terri Morasco: Last week, Helena looked impressive in her and Abigail Spencer’s win against Fiona McFly and Kate Steele.
Vasco Dias: Is that qualified as impressive nowadays?
Terri Morasco: Well, it’s a former Iron Maiden and a former Shieldmaiden so, yeah.
Alison Valance: And now for the third participant.
“La La-La-La La La-La” begins to play throughout the arena as the lights fade to black.
“Bitch, I’m about to blow up!”{Spotlights flood the stage and Brooklyn saunters out from behind the curtain; her hat pulled low over her face, both hands gripping the brim. With a confident swagger, she steps to the top of the ramp and lifts her head up, a cocky smirk on her face – acknowledging the fans with a wink. }Alison Valance: Making her way to the ring, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at one hundred and twenty-six pounds … BROOKLYN … MAAAAADROX!
{Brooklyn reaches ringside and makes her way up the steps, wiping her feet on the apron before stepping through the ropes and spinning her way, arms outstretched, to the center of the ring. She pulls her hat off and whips it into the crowd before backing herself into the corner to stretch against the ropes.}Terri Morasco: The first time we’ve seen Brooklyn in some time.
Vasco Dias: I was wondering how she got here...I guess we’re just handing out shots now?
Alison Valance: And the final member of this match…
{“Over You” by Girlicious plays throughout the arena. Seventeen seconds into the song, Paige and Sara come out to a negative reaction as they holds their hand in the air above their heads, their index fingers pointed down at themselves as they do a quick spin around before walking down to the ring, talking themselves up to all of those in attendance and everyone watching at home.}Alison Valance: Accompanied to the ring by Paige Garcia, from San Diego, California, weighing 135 pounds…SARA Garcia!
{The two sisters jump up on the apron, posing for the crowd, showing off their beauty before each sitting on the middle rope and swinging their legs to the left, pulling the rest of their bodies in as well. They pose again for the crowd who boo as the two talk strategy for the match.}Terri Morasco: She had some pointed words for each of these ladies, yet she herself hasn’t done too much.
Vasco Dias: She’s the sister of the Queen Terri, get over your supposed facts!
{Paige exits the ring and stands at ringside as the four girls in the ring kind of circle the center, their eyes darting from one opponent to the next, their heads on a swivel. Finally there’s a lunge as Helena and Rowan start duking it out and Sara and Brooklyn do the same. We focus on Rowan and Helena in the corner, where it seems as if Rowan has the upper hand, stomping away at the midsection of Helena, but at the last second, Helena grabs Rowan’s foot and just pulls her chest-first into the turnbuckle while falling to the side.}Terri Morasco: Great awareness by Helena, using the ring to her advantage.
{Rowan stumbles out, backwards and Helena now on her feet, jumps up with a knee strike taking Rowan down.}Terri Morasco: She could have broken her nose with that shot.
Vasco Dias: Didn’t look like it felt good, that’s for sure.
{Rowan rolls out of the ring and Helena gives chase. Meanwhile in the other corner of the ring, Sara has taken control of Madrox, delivering a forearm shiver to the face, rocking the blonde in the corner before grabbing her by the head and pulling her out over her shoulder with a snapmare into the center of the ring before hauling off and kicking her right in the spine, the shot echoing through the arena.}Vasco Dias: Does she have scoliosis now?
Terri Morasco: Who knows after that shot.
{Brooklyn falls over, wincing in pain. Sara drops a succession of Elbow Drops on her face before covering her for the first pin attempt of the match, but it only gets to a two count before Brooklyn gets her shoulder up.}Terri Morasco: An attempt to end this thing while the other two combatants are on the outside duking it out.
Vasco Dias: A little early perhaps, but you can’t blame her for trying.
{On the outside, Helena caught up with Rowan, but Rowan hit her with a straight kick to the stomach before grabbing her by the head and driving her face-first into the steel steps at ringside. Helena hits hard and stumbles off, collapsing to her knees yet still crawling away to create some distance. Rowan though is in pursuit now and grabs her by the shoulder sending her into the steps hard, shooting a mean, evil glare out to the fans at ringside.}Vasco Dias: I don’t want to mess with her.
Terri Morasco: Straight evil personified there.
{Sara has hold of Brooklyn and hurls her through the ropes, grabbing the attention of Rowan who grabs her by the feet and sweeps them out from under her, Madrox crashing hard on the apron. She admires her handywork, but doesn’t have long to do so as Sara comes flying through the ropes with a Suicide Dive sending both her and Rowan crashing into the barricade at ringside. All four women are down, and the crowd is applauding their efforts.}Terri Morasco: This is the kind of things these women are willing to do with a chance at the Diamonds Championship on the line.
Vasco Dias: This is the caliber of competitors we have here in the Imperial Wrestling Federation.
{Sara is the first to her feet, and then Helena, both go around and slide into the ring, avoiding the wreckage on the outside. Paige encourages her sister, but from out of nowhere, Alexis Caffrey jumps over the barricade and attacks Paige Garcia!}Terri Morasco: Where did she come from?
Vasco Dias: I don’t know, but this is underhanded and should be stopped.
{Alexis continues hammering on Paige who pushes her away and tries to escape up the ramp, Alexis in hot pursuit as the fans cheer her on.}Terri Morasco: Alexis just changed the dynamic of this match, eliminating Paige from ringside.
Vasco Dias: She did, and quite frankly, she should be punished for jumping Paige from behind like that.
{Back in the ring, we see Sara and Helena get to their feet, eyeballing one another. Sara slaps Helena across the face, and that doesn’t go over well at all as Helena’s head snaps back around and she takes Sara down to the mat, hitting her hard with lefts and right to the face as Sara does her best to cover up, her feet kicking behind Helena who has her mounted, and the referee can do nothing as there is no disqualification in this sort of match.
Finally, Sara shoves Helena off and manages to roll out to the floor. Helena gives chase and as they turn the corner, Brooklyn jumps up, nailing Sara in the face with a leaping Calf Kick! She doesn’t have time to celebrate though as she’s leveled by Helena and a Clothesline on the outside.}Terri Morasco: Absolute pandemonium here folks, we got bodies lying everywhere, and a fight that ran up the ramp to the backstage area.
Vasco Dias: I’m just glad that nobody has destroyed our table yet.
{Helena rolls Brooklyn into the ring and stalks her prey. As Brooklyn turns, Helena lifts her up onto her shoulders, looking for what looks to be the “Dying of the Light” (Big Ending), but to her credit, Brooklyn escapes behind Helena and shoves her forward into the corner. Brooklyn then performs a nice feat of athleticism, hitting Helena in the corner with a Handspring Elbow! Helena stumbles out and Brooklyn manages to lift her up for the BAMf (Reverse GTS). Before she can hit the move though, Rowan has entered back into the fray, and chop blocks the knee right out from under Brooklyn, all the weight causing her to absolutely buckle in an unnatural way. Rowan grabs hold of Helena as Brooklyn rolls to the ropes, clutching at her knee.}Terri Morasco: I hope Brooklyn is okay.
Vasco Dias: That was a nasty fall, and her knee went in ways it was not meant to.
{Rowan is shoved away by Helena as Sara rolls into the ring, seeing how vulnerable Brooklyn is at the moment. Sara starts tangling Brooklyn’s legs as Rowan delivers the Balor's Gaze superkick to the head of Helena who crumbles as Sara locks in an Indian Deathlock! Brooklyn screams in pain, but she’s pretty much got nowhere to go. At the same time, Rowan covers Helena…
1!
Brooklyn screams in agony!
2!
Thr...BROOKLYN TAPS...eee!
The bell rings as Sara releases the hold and Rowan stands.
The referee looks at the two women who stare on confused. He then jumps from the ring and out to Alison at ringside. They conversate and Alison nods before making the announcement.}Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has informed me that there was a simultaneous three count and tap out. Therefore, the winners of the match, going on to face Pandora Freeman at Lineage are Rowan MacDonnough and Sara Garciaaa!
Terri Morasco: Wow.
Vasco Dias: We haven’t seen that kind of finish in some time.
{The two women look at one another and simply stare one another down, the referee now between them to stop anything from escalating as we head to commercial.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
”I’ll Get You My Pretty”
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{During the last match, Alexis attacked Paige, taking her away from ringside, and the fight continued in the backstage area, the two women using everything at their disposal to fend off the other until security and Mike Laszlo intervene. Two guards hold Paige back while Alexis is picked up and pulled away from the situation. With Paige now out of sight, Mike puts a kicking Alexis down, and Rachel Grimes walks up.}Rachel Grimes: Alexis, we saw what you just did, care to explain?
{Breathing heavily, Alexis turns, a glare aimed right at the blonde interviewer.}Alexis Caffrey: That!? That was me making good on my promise. I told her I’ll make her life hell, and that’s EXACTLY what I’m doing. At Lineage, there’s nowhere to run Paige, and sure as hell nowhere to hide. There are no games, and with that said, I’ll get you my pretty...and your little twin too!
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SINGLES MATCH
Special Guest Commentator: Ulf Hednir
Jayson Matthews vs The Ace w/ Kathy Conway
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{This was a highly contested bout, perhaps surprising a few folks in the process, considering that one of these men is the Number One Contender for the Imperial Championship. It got even more stunning when the Ace went for the FameAcer, but it was evaded by Matthews who pulled Jake back and rolled him up, stacking his shoulders to the mat for the one...two...three!
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TAG TEAM MATCH
The Council (Xavier Cross & Kole Kaos) vs Dre Cutler & Mason St. Croix
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{Pre-match while making his entrance, Dre Cutler was attacked by The Council members, leading Mason St. Croix to fend for himself for the majority of the match. Dre did his best though to get back into the match, ignoring the doctors at ringside. He climbed up on the apron and tagged himself in. He tried to fight, but it was Kole Kaos who hits him with the “Kaos Bomb” for the win.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
”Shieldmaiden Contract Signing”
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{In God We Trust by Sweet Little Machine begins to play, and the crowd ignites with roaring cheers as Shea O’Hara steps onto the stage. She raises her hands into the air proudly with a huge smile on her face as she rocks her way down the ramp to the ring where Kathleen Conway is waiting for her next to a table. Shea soaks in the love from the crowd for a few moments before going to meet the head of the Diamonds Division, who shakes Shea’s hand with a broad smile. The two friends share a quick hug before the crowd dies down.} Kathleen Conway: Shea, thank you so much for joining me out here tonight. I hope you know what we’re here to talk about?
Shea O'Hara: I think I can guess given that paper you’ve got there.
{Kathleen smiles and nods.}Kathleen Conway: You’ve been in the business long enough I wouldn’t have expected less. Well Shea, as you and your fans know, you’ve held the title since ending Eternity’s streak at Night of the Immortals 2016, tearing down a number of ferocious challengers along the way – from Lizzy Dalmon last week, to Alicia Lukas, to Rowan MacDonnough.
{Shea grins and shares a quick fist-bump with Kathy at the Wolf of the Abyss’ name.} Kathleen Conway: But next week is Lineage, and up until now we haven’t announced who will be challenging you there for the Shieldmaiden Title.
Shea O'Hara: Well, over the last few months I’ve torn through most of the competition in one match or another. I’m looking forward to seeing what dragon you choose to have me slay next week!
Kathleen Conway: And I’m sure that the IWF fans here tonight agree. We thought long and hard about who would fight you there, and I think you’ll find that this will be the biggest match you’ve fought since winning the title.
{Kathleen looks at the stage, and Shea follows suit. The audience falls silent for a few long moments… before Immigrant Song by Led Zepplin begins to play! Shea’s mouth falls open with shock as the Swiss crowd roars its approval as Astrid Hall appears on stage, locking eyes with Shea with a small smile. Astrid runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, getting right up close to Shea and looking down on the much shorter woman… before slowly offering her hand. Shea takes it with a smile, and the two pull one another into a warm embrace, patting one another on the back in congratulations. The two separate with friendly smiles as Kathleen hands Astrid a mic.} Astrid Hall: I had a feeling it’d come to this one day, sister. One way or another, we’ll put on a show that nobody’s going to forget. I look forward to partying with you at Lineage – before, after, and most importantly – during – the match.
{The two women high five one another with excited smiles as they sign the match contract.} Terri Morasco: Well there you have it! Shea O’Hara will defend her title against her best friend, the Valkyrie Astrid Hall at Lineage.
Vasco Dias: Let’s see if their friendship survives the fight, Terri. The championship belt can make people do terrible things to one another.
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FATAL FOUR WAY MATCH
Warren Kane vs James Gilmore vs Dante Saffron vs Dean Harper
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{We come back from commercial to Dante Saffron cracking his neck, as “You Want It Darker” plays over the PA.}Alison Valance: The following contest is a Fatal Four-Way match, and it is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring, from New York, New York, weighing in at 331 pounds, Dante Saffron!
Terri Morasco: Welcome back to Sacrifice, ladies and gentlemen, and Dante Saffron looks ready for a fight here!
Vasco Dias: After weeks of laying waste to other competitors, this time he’ll have a chance to do so in a proper match.
{Cannons shooting jets of water blast high into the air as Digital Summer's "Playing the Saint" begins to play. A lone blue spotlight appears on-stage as James Gilmore steps in from behind the curtain, along with Lindsey Grawn in a Republican-red dress, sporting red, white, and blue all-American themed tights with matching boots and tassels and a T-shirt bearing the logo of his alma mater.}Alison Valance: Next, being accompanied by Lindsey Grawn…
{Alison is interrupted by a thunderous wave of boos, which stop Gilmore and Grawn in their tracks. Gilmore shakes his head, grinning and waving the crowd off with a loud “PFFT!” as they resume walking.}Alison Valance: …from Corpus Christi, Texas, weighing in at 190 pounds, James Gilmore!
Terri Morasco: No love lost for James Gilmore from this Swiss crowd, but it doesn’t seem to be bothering him in the least.
Vasco Dias: He’s flippant, but I think he’s going to want to be a little more cautious around these men than he’s showing. One bad move, and it’s all over.
{Carrying his patriotic-themed surfboard with him, James passes through before sliding his longboard underneath the ring and hopping in to wait for his opponents.}Alison Valance: Next…
{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.}Alison Valance: From Sioux Falls, South Dakota, weighing in at 200 pounds, Dean Harper!
Terri Morasco: Rowan MacDonnough’s “Most Loyal” making his way to the ring, and with that we have the specter of the Council hanging over this match.
Vasco Dias: Harper wants to make Rowan happy, and that means making the Council happy. A win in his debut would certainly do that. I just question what would make a man like Dean swear himself to such a monster.
{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.}Vasco Dias: FILHO DA PUTA! What is she doing there?!
Terri Morasco: Calm down, Vasco. It’s not that bad.
{The lights go out as the crowd chanting fills the arena.}"UNDEAD! UNDEAD! UNDEAD!"
{As the song kicks in the tron explodes to life with a quick pyro as red and white strobe lights begin to flash. Warren Kane comes to the front of the stage and brings his arms up infront of his chest before extending them outwards and upwards creating a reaction from the crowd.}Alison Valance: Finally, from London, England, weighing in at 205 pounds, Warren Kane!
Terri Morasco: The clear crowd favorite here, Warren Kane has brought these people to life! Listen to that ovation!
Vasco Dias: I don’t know why he’s the one they’re throwing their weight behind. Sure, he’s a former champion, but former is the key word there. Dangerous though he may be, he’s only one man, and there are three men in that ring looking to play spoiler.
{He then heads towards the ring, clicking his neck, wrists and elbows to prepare for his match before jumping up onto the apron, climbing the turnbuckle on the outside and raising his arms once more. The music dies down and the lights return to normal as he drops into the ring.}Terri Morasco: Four of Imperial’s finest, but there can only be one winner! Let’s get to the action!
{Each man takes up a corner, uneasily eyeing the others as the bell rings…AND WARREN KANE IMMEDIATELY CHARGES ACROSS THE RING AND DRILLS GILMORE WITH THE KIDD KICK!} Terri Morasco: KIDD KICK!
Vasco Dias: ALREADY?!
{Gilmore drops to the mat, rolling out of the ring as he clutches his jaw, and the two other men exchange looks before charging each other, Harper ducking under a vicious clothesline from Saffron and springboarding off the middle rope with a spinning European uppercut to the big man’s jaw! Warren catches Dante as he turns with a leaping knee under the chin, and Saffron stumbles to the side, dropping to the mat as he rolls to the floor. Harper and Kane look to each other, and an uneasy shared look passes between them.}Terri Morasco: What are these two thinking?
Vasco Dias: Nothing good!
{Gilmore has managed to, with the assistance of Lindsey Grawn, get to his feet again, and Saffron is quickly climbing back onto the apron. The two men look to each other and each hit the ropes, Warren charging Gilmore and Dean charging Saffron. Gilmore manages to lash out with a forearm shot in time to stop Warren, but Saffron can’t intervene in time to prevent Harper from hurtling over him and bringing them both crashing to the mat with the DESCENT INTO HELL! The big man’s head bounces off the matting at ringside, and he convulses in involuntary agony as Gilmore blocks another charge from Kane with a shoulder to the gut, followed by a sunset flip! He holds on for the pin!
ONE! KICKOUT!}Terri Morasco: James Gilmore with the first pin attempt of the match, but what in the hell was that from Dean Harper?! He FLEW over Dante Saffron with that move!
Vasco Dias: A powerbomb like that on the outside will rattle your brain. Saffron might be dealing with a concussion there, and it took something fierce out of Harper to deliver it!
{Harper is in fact clutching his own back on the floor, but he pulls himself up with a demented glint in his eyes. Warren and James get to their feet, and Warren strikes first with a blistering knife-edge chop! Gilmore stumbles back, firing back with a big right hand, and the two men begin exchanging huge blows back and forth. Dean drags himself back to a vertical base, and is about to climb back onto the apron when Dante Saffron’s hand whips out, snaring his ankle! Harper kicks at Saffron’s hand, and he looks back at the ring just in time to see Warren duck a shot from Gilmore and yank him into the SAVING GRACE neckbreaker! Kane covers as Harper tries to intervene!
ONE! TWO! THR—KICKOUT!}Terri Morasco: It was almost all over there, and if James Gilmore hadn’t been tough enough to kick out, Dante Saffron might have cost himself a winner’s paycheck.
Vasco Dias: He felt slighted! It’s fully in his rights to want revenge on Harper for that insane, reckless move!
{Harper manages to get up on the apron again, freeing himself from Saffron’s clutches, and he springboards in, catching Warren with a somersault neckbreaker! Harper rolls to his feet smoothly, cracking his neck, and Saffron pulls himself up by the apron. Dean charges at Gilmore, looking for a bicycle knee strike, but James manages to duck out of the way, snaring Dean’s leg in a drop toe hold and sending him crashing face-first into the second turnbuckle! Gilmore gets to his feet, celebrating, but turns around to face Dante Saffron, who rocks him with a huge right hand! He hits a big knee lift to Gilmore’s midsection, and hits the ropes to follow up with a running big boot…but Gilmore rolls underneath, coming up behind Saffron and leaping to spike him with the FILIBUSTER reverse rana! NO! Saffron holds onto Gilmore’s legs, blocking the move! Gilmore sits back up, punching away at the top of Saffron’s head, but Dante just pops him up and flips him around into SAFFRON’S CURSE! Cover from the big man!
ONE! TWO! THR—KICKOUT! Saffron pounds the mat in frustration!}Terri Morasco: And now it’s Dante Saffron’s turn to be confronted by the resiliency of James Gilmore!
Vasco Dias: Confounded, more like. The man doesn’t know the meaning of the word quit. Or a lot of words, for that matter. Like covfefe.
Terri Morasco: Will you stop?!
{Saffron pounds the mat in frustration, shaking his head. Warren has managed to get to his feet, shaking the cobwebs out, and he focuses in on Saffron. Charging in, he hits a running forearm that stumbles Saffron, followed by a big European uppercut. These rock Saffron, but he stays on his vertical base, reaching out and piefacing Warren back. Warren rolls backwards, coming up and cracking Saffron behind the ear with a running enzuigiri! Dante wobbles, dropping to a knee, and Warren charges him again, looking for a leaping knee strike…ONLY TO BE CAUGHT MIDAIR AND SPUN INTO THE TOTAL EXODUS BACKBREAKER! Saffron shakes his head out, making a cutting motion with his hands as he calls for the FINAL REVELATION!}Terri Morasco: This could be the end! If he can get that submission hold on, we could be looking at our winner!
Vasco Dias: BUT LOOK AT DEAN HARPER!
{Harper has backed himself up the turnbuckles, glaring daggers at Saffron, and as Dante turns around to apply the Final Revelation Dean comes hurtling off the top rope with the ABADDON’S KISS facebuster! Saffron crashes to the mat, and Dean gets to his feet, twitching with mad fury as Warren rolls to the floor. Gilmore has made his feet again, and Dean swings wildly at him. Gilmore ducks under, grabbing a rear waistlock and looking for the EXECUTIVE ORDER! No! Dean flips through, landing behind Gilmore, and hooks him up for a back suplex of his own, flipping it through into the SHOW OF DEVOTION! Dean covers, pressing both hands against Gilmore’s chest as his eyes look to the sky!
ONE! TWO! THREE! NO! Gilmore’s foot was on the rope…courtesy of Lindsey Grawn, who quickly pulls her hands back before the referee can notice!}Terri Morasco: And Lindsey Grawn saves the match for her client there!
Vasco Dias: Oh no. I think she made her mad.
Terri Morasco: What are you—oh, NO.
{Indeed, Rowan saw the interference, and her eyes flare behind the mask as she stalks around the ring towards Lindsey. Grawn stumbles backwards, quickly kicking off her heels, and turns to run around the ring. Rowan simply reverses direction, charging and sliding wholesale under the bottom corner’s rope to the adjoining side. She lands smoothly on her feet, planting herself and leaping to catch Lindsey in the jaw with the DANCE THE SPIRAL! Dean sees the display, and his eyes light up, looking to Saffron, who’s stirring but still down from the Abaddon’s Kiss. He looks to the nearby turnbuckle and nods, running to it and ascending in two swift bounds. Dean spins on his heel on the top, quickly measuring his target, and comes off the top with the SCREAMING FROM THE SKY 630 SENTON! Harper covers!
ONE! TWO! THREE! “The Howling” plays over the PA as Dean rocks back on his knees, arms thrown to his side and head back in a prayer.}Alison Valance: Here is your winner, Dean Harper!
Terri Morasco: WHAT A DEBUT! Dean Harper certainly reaped the rewards of being Most Loyal here tonight, as Rowan MacDonnough was able to take out Lindsey Grawn on the outside and open the door for victory.
Vasco Dias: That door was already open, Terri, and after seeing what’s on the other side I wish it would have stayed shut. He’s just as creepy as his mistress. I used to know him. We used to have coffee together. What in the hell happened to you, Dean?
Terri Morasco: I don’t know, Vasco…but whatever it was has propelled him to victory here tonight. An impressive showing in his in-ring debut for Dean Harper.
{The lights drop again for a few moments, and when they come back up both Dean and Rowan are gone. The music is still playing, though, and it plays us into our next commercial break.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
”Laying Down The Law”
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Terri Morasco: "A lot has happened over the last few weeks, it seems like Imperial is about to burn with the destruction The Council has brought upon us."
Vasco Dias: "But there is something to say about the people who run the ship here at IWF, with these self-declared freedom fighters running around, ready to burn anything in sight, they've kept a tight ship flowing forward."
Terri Morasco: "A lot of that is due to the Imperial Champion, himself, Andrew Jacobsen, who has a few words for the people, and the men and women backstage."
Vasco Dias: "The North Star isn't one to shy away from some tough words or competition, I wonder what exactly he wants to say tonight?"
Terri Morasco: "We won't have to wait much longer, here comes the champ! Andrew Jacobsen!"
{"Unbreakable" hits the loudspeakers as the fans rise to their feet, as always, they great their Champion, and The North Star, Andrew Jacobsen to a thunderous applause, nearly tearing the roof down. Stepping out from behind the curtain, the Imperial title tightly wrapped around his waist. He is wearing his ring gear, as he stops at the top of the stage, looking around, a smile on his face. The ultra competitive champion might have been one of the best in the ring, but he also loved what he did, night in, and night out. He cracks his neck, before throwing his arms out as his normal pyro explodes behind him, making his way down the ramp, he gives a row of high-fives, stopping at the corner of the guard rail where there is an obvious Make-A-Wish patient at ringside. Jacobsen stops everything he is doing stop give the kid a big hug, the champ whispers something into the kid's ear before they fist bump. Jacobsen shakes off the emotions, as he runs up the ring ropes. Stopping he grabs onto the top rope, using his opposite hand to undo his belt. He climbs over the second rope, before rushing over to the opposite side as he throws up the Imperial Title in his hand, the crowd is going insane with screaming and applause for Jacobsen. He makes his way to the side of the ring, motioning for a microphone, as a stage hand quickly gives him one.}Andrew Jacobsen: "Hello Switzerland! Ladies and Gentlemen, that response I got from you people when I came out....That's why I do this, I don't know how good these Imperial Cameras are, but if you can. Zoom in for those at home...look at these, that is a goosebump or ten."
{Jacobsen winks at the camera, holding his arm up for it to zoom in as the fans are on their feet still going crazy.}Andrew Jacobsen: "I mean, how could anyone come out, and hear this and not want to give everything they got for this business. Give yourselves a round of applause, because you are one of the prime examples of why we do this!"
{He holds the microphone out for the Imperial Universe to cheer for themselves, smiling the whole time Jacobsen is keeping the crowd hot.}Fans: "WE ARE AWESOME! WE ARE AWESOME! WE ARE AWESOME!"
Andrew Jacobsen: "Yes, yes you are...now, I hate to be a party pooper, but I have a few things I need to address, so if you will please."
Fans: "JACOBSEN! JACOBSEN! JACOBSEN! JACOBSEN!"
Andrew Jacobsen: "You guys are insane, I love it."
{The champ climbs up the turnbuckles, holding the title out to the sold out crowd, who are just eating up their Champ."}Andrew Jacobsen: "Now...down to business. A lot of people have been asking my opinion on things lately, how the business is going. They want to ask me what I think of....The Council."
{The words escape Jacobsen's mouth, and the crowd immediately divides in half between cheers and boos. Jacobsen looks at the mirror shrugging his shoulders.}Andrew Jacobsen: "You see, I have to agree with that response ladies and gents....because I believe Cross and his gang have the right idea...The methods, these vicious acts...Well, it's just not the way to do it, I mean...Kole Kaos drove a tank down to ringside, everyone knows how dangerous that man is period. Xavier Cross giving him that kind of weapon, that's endangering too many innocent people... The fact of the matter is, I cannot condone the Council's actions....however..."
{Jacobsen winks at the camera, a smirk playing on his lips.}Andrew Jacobsen: "I won't say I can't help but want to see them knock out Roberto Verona."
{The fans unify once more, as Jacobsen laughs a bit, looking around.}Andrew Jacobsen: "Now to address my second piece of news, is Jak-"
{Jacobsen's microphone is cut off, as "The Council" lights up the big screen, in black and white letters. "Rebirth" By Bone Thugz-N-Harmony comes over the PA, out from behind the curtains comes Xavier Cross, sporting the new "Rowan down the river" T-shirt, which is an adorable cartoon version of Rowan, paddling down the river of Styx. He points out in the crowd with each hand, making finger guns before pointing them at his head. The trigger is pulled and pyro goes off around him. Making his way down to the ring, he stops mid ramp, before taking the new 24.99 dollar t-shirt off, he turns to the same little kid that Jacobsen had stopped with and handed the kid the t-shirt. Smirking a bit, Cross slides under the bottom rope, as he turns to meet a chorus of cheers and boos, a divided reaction from the crowd. Clapping his gloved hands together, Cross turns around and is nose to nose with Andrew Jacobsen as the music fades out. Cross eyes shift from Jacobsen to the title, as he raises it up in the air. The fans are going wild for the champ once more.}Andrew Jacobsen: "Long time no see Cross."
{Xavier smiles, as he motions for the ring crew, who throw a microphone into the air.}Xavier Cross: "Ladies and Gentlemen!...wait, you already did that didn't you. Well...."
Andrew Jacobsen: "Good effort though Cross, but what are you doing out here, and where are your lackeys?"
{Jacobsen looks around, mostly out to the aisle seats for the Council to descend upon him. Cross laughs a bit, nodding his head.}Xavier Cross: "Smart man, but Lil AJ....I respect you too much to try to take your head now.."
Andrew Jacobsen: "My name, is Andrew Jacobsen..."
Xavier Cross: "Yes sir...but here's the thing....Champ...you will always be Lil AJ to me..."
Andrew Jacobsen: "I think they prefer to call me Big AJ, you know since I don't quit."
{The fans jaws drop, as an 'ooooh' echoes through the arena.}Xavier Cross: "Easy cowboy, I didn't come here to shoot. In fact, considering I didn't bring out a child, I guess I didn't come out here for at title shot either..."
Andrew Jacobsen: "Very funny."
Xavier Cross: "But...how often are we in the Switz...how often do we give people a show."
Andrew Jacobsen: "Every Monday Cross, C'mon now..."
Xavier Cross: "Well, I do know that you are facing Derek Brooks tonight, but if anyone has enough experience against The Ace, it's me. I spent most of my NCW career with him as an opponent. So what better way to get ready than putting that title on the line against me, Xavier Cross."
Andrew Jacobsen: "You want a title shot, tonight? Cross are you even a hundred percent right now?"
Xavier Cross: "I appreciate your concern Jacobsen, but the fact is that none of us are ever at one hundred percent. But you think a little wear and tear is gonna stop me. I love you kid, but I love kicking teeth in more."
Andrew Jacobsen: "Well, if you're okay with it, I am a fighting champion...so what do you think folks? Does Switzerland want to see a title fight tonight!"
{Jacobsen holds the microphone up to the crowd, who goes insane with cheers. Jacobsen nods his head a bit, turning back to Cross who is clapping. But the idea is cut short, as "King of the World" begins playing, out from behind the curtain in a six figure suit, stands Roberto Verona, who looks more tired and annoyed than anything. He stands at the top of the ramp, pacing back and forth calmly as he makes a throat slashing gesture as the music stops, but instead of greeted with a chorus of boos.}Roberto Verona: "Really? I own a ten million dollar vacation home in this god forsaken country, and this is how you greet me. I bring the greatest Athletic Entertainment event in the history of the world to you, and this is the response I get... I come out here to sanction a title match, and this is what I get."
{He smirks as the crowd begins to change the favor of their tone, and he shakes his head}Roberto Verona: "Idiots, you really think I'd let Xavier Cross get a shot at the most prestigious championship in the history of wrestling, there are only two things this man deserves, one would be a straight jacket, the next would be a six-foot hole next to his beloved wife."
Xavier Cross: "Damn brother, what did I ever do to you?"
Roberto Verona: "What did you do to me? You have cost this company thousands of dollars in the span of a month, you have tried to undo everything myself and my associates have ground our bones for. That is what you've done you insufferable pain in the ass."
Andrew Jacobsen: Aren't you rich?
Roberto Verona: I don't like spending my hard earned money on insignificant ants like Cross and his band of merry misfits."
Xavier Cross: "But...you look so handsome right now Robbie, don't be such a stick in the mud."
Roberto Verona: "Cross, if I had my way, I'd have you arrested and thrown away for life. However, I am going to prove you wrong on every account you have made against my good name. I will give you a shot at Andrew tonight, it will be for the Imperial Title, but."
Xavier Cross: "There's always a but, why a but. Why can't I just kick his butt, take Goldie out to dinner, come back, watch Jason Sandman kick your butt, then Kole Kaos kick everyone's butt, and Ulf Hednir respectfully kick Jayson Matthews butt, and when the dust settles, there stands Rowan, after kicking all the lovely butt of the diamonds division."
Roberto Verona: "Xavier, you are an idiot. However, I'm glad you mentioned your little buddies because this match will not have the taint of The Council, because in a few short minutes the best engineers that work for Imperial, are going to assemble...a steel cage."
Andrew Jacobsen: "So...that's it?"
Xavier Cross: "Did anyone else hear him say taint because I did."
Andrew Jacobsen: "It was hilarious Cross, but don't you think you need to be a little more serious?"
{Like a switch turning on, Cross drops the microphone and gets right in Jacobsen's face, the two men push their foreheads against one another like two battling bucks.}Roberto Verona: "Whoa, whoa...Calm down you two...it'll take a moment for the cage to be set up, so why don't we hear a word from one of our lovely sponsors shall we...."
{The camera fades out on Andrew and Cross butting heads, as we open up to a dark room. A lightbulb flickers as 'The Council' illuminates the scene in white light. Out from the darkness steps the five members}Jason Sandman: "This following has been paid for by The Council..."
{Kole Kaos blows a huge puff of red smoke into the camera. Ulf looks calm and focused as ever, Rowan has her head tilted staring down into the lense of the camera. Jason Sandman has a sadistic look on his face, licking his lips. Cross is sitting at a table, tapping his finger, looking up.}Xavier Cross: "The Council grows each day with strength, we added the Future of the Diamonds Division, Rowan MacDonnough to our numbers. You see the world is changing already, but it isn't enough..."
Ulf Hednir: "Matthews......"
{The one word, you can see the passion burning in Ulf's eyes as his lip twitches.}Jason Sandman: "You see, we aren't quite done....with those sellout bastards, I think I want a little more blood...whaddya think Kole?"
Kole Kaos: "I won't stop until I see bone..."
Jason Sandman: "It's like your reading my mind...we are gonna hurt ya...we are gonna grind your bones and turn it into bread."
Kole Kaos: "I think Mike Laszlo is gluten free."
Jason Sandman: "That explains why he's such a pussy."
Kole Kaos: "I wouldn't mind taking Spike's head, adding it to my mask collection."
Jason Sandman: "I get it, because masks hide identifies, and he's fake as f***?"
Kole Kaos: "I wouldn't mind breaking Cable's back...I want to hear it snap."
Jason Sandman: "The poor hall of fame, he'll be in a wheelchair for life."
Kole Kaos: "I hate cripples..."
Xavier Cross: "Now you see, my boys are fired up, we four kings are ready to begin the baptism of fire, egos will act as fuel, and bodies will burn brightly in the summer night...But the kings have spoken, what say our Queen?"
Rowan MacDonnough: "You all speak of shattering spines, but I'm the only one of us who has ended a career in an IWF ring. Maxine Valentine. Those two words are all I should need to say. It won't be long before the Diamonds Division is consigned to the Abyss... Maxine Valentine will be but the first of a trail of the shattered bodies of those too weak to survive in the new world that I... we... will create."
Xavier Cross: "You heard it folks, The Council is ready...the question is...are you?"
{The scene cuts out to static, as Verona looks even more annoyed as the camera focuses on him.}Roberto Verona: "...You are a flea of a human Cross, I think for the one time in my life, I'll actually be rooting for Jacobsen."
{Verona steps back behind the curtain, as the camera turns to show a steel cage erected around the ring. Cross and Jacobsen have each taken a corner, staring down each other, a fire in their eyes. Cross is a little worn and bruised from the tag match earlier, but is shaking it off. Jacobsen looks as focused as ever. The ref calls for the bell, and the match is off. Jacobsen and Cross charge out of their respective corners, as they meet in the center of the ring before throwing punches. Each man is throwing a flurry of rights and lefts, Jacobsen gets the advantage, sending a hard right, after hard right into the side of Cross's face. Cross is backed against the ropes, Jacobsen winds up for a big right hand, but Cross ducks. Jacobsen turns around and Cross hits a standing drop kick sending Jacobsen backward into the steel cage. Jacobsen staggers forward, and Cross catches him with a leg takedown, Cross looks to shift forward into a headlock, but Jacobsen sides over and grabbing Cross's arm and puts Cross face first into the mat as Jacobsen begins wrenching the arm backward. Cross bites his lip, trying to quiet any screams. Cross puts his forehead on the mat, as he tries to roll out of the lock. Jacobsen has it in tight, as Cross turns his hips into it, rolling Jacobsen onto his back, Cross twists his wrist, grabbing Jacobsen's arm into an armbar. Cross begins to pull on it, but Jacobsen kips up! Cross keeps the arm locked, but Jacobsen powers out of it, lifting Cross into the air and slamming him on the ground. Jacobsen staggers a bit, as he points at Cross. Charging backward, Jacobsen rebounds off the ropes and hits a perfect dropkick right to the chest of a sitting up Xavier Cross.}Terri Morasco: "Jacobsen and Cross have known each other for years, in fact, during their time away, they met a few times in the smaller arenas across the world. Their game keeps evolving, but the champion is ready for anything Cross is throwing."
Vasco Dias: "Xavier Cross bullied his way back into the business, and a title shot, and he's gonna bully himself right out of that cage."
Terri Morasco: "But first, he has to get past The North Star, Andrew Jacobsen. Who is showing not only pinpoint striking tonight but fantastic technical skills."
Vasco Dias: "I'm not the biggest Jacobsen fan, we all know that. But you got to respect the champ being at the top of his game at all times."
{Cross clutches his chest, as Jacobsen looks towards the steel cage. He shakes it a bit to check it's durability, Jacobsen puts a foot on the rope as he begins to climb. Getting both feet on the top rope, he tries to lift a leg up but Cross shows his athleticism charging forward leaping to the top rope. He grabs the cage before throwing a kick to the back of Jacobsen's leg. Jacbosen buckles a bit but holds on tightly. Reaching out, he grabs Cross's head slamming him headfirst into the steel cage. Dazed Cross nearly falls back, but Andrew grabs him, both men go flying backward as Jacobsen hits a backdrop, but Jacobsen doesn't let go, wrapping his arms around Cross, he rolls and lifts both himself and Cross to their feet. Andrew lifts Cross up, for a Pendulum backbreaker, but Cross throws his hips forward using the momentum, hitting a DDT, Cross doesn't let go, trying to choke Jacobsen out with a guillotine, but Jacobsen puts both mans on the mat, showing incredible strength, lifting Cross up, Jacobsen adjusts, before throwing Cross with the Borealis! Jacobsen nails the Northern Lights Suplex, as he staggers back to his feet looking at the laid out Xavier Cross. Jacobsen turns back to the cage as he begins to climb, but his foot is halted as Cross reaches out grabbing Andrew by the boot not letting him get any further. Jacobsen shakes his head a bit, before kneeling down. If Xavier wanted to fight, Jacobsen had the respect enough to bring it. Cross musters the energy throwing a hard kick to Jacobsen's gut. Cross goes to whip him into the ring ropes, but Jacobsen reverses, Jacobsen leaps up looking for a drop kick, but Cross grabs onto the ropes as Jacobsen crashes on the floor below. Cross charges forward, Jacobsen flips over onto his stomach as Cross leaps over him, rebounding off the rope. Jacobsen pops up to his feet hitting another perfect dropkick, hitting Cross right in the chest, turning him inside out.}Vasco Dias: "What a clinic Jacobsen is putting on! For the kids watching at home, who wanna grow up to do this. This is the man you watch! Oh my god, I can't believe I'm giving him a compliment."
Terri Morasco: "Andrew Jacobsen is the kind of guy you try to hate, but when you see him, doing what he does best. Wrestle, you have to love him."
Vasco Dias: "Cross isn't letting up either, whatever Jacobsen throws at him, Cross just keeps throwing his body right back into it."
Terri Morasco: "It's very self-destructive, but Xavier isn't known to be a quitter."
{Jacobsen looks back at the steel cage, as he kneels down lifting Xavier Cross back up to his feet. Jacobsen throws a hard European uppercut to Xavier who staggers back. Cross shakes the cobwebs as he charges towards Jacobsen, Andrew goes for a clothesline, Cross ducks, and leaps to the top rope once more. Cross begins climbing as Jacobsen turns around to see him halfway up the cage. Andrew rushes forward grabbing the cage and begins shaking it. Cross looks down at Jacobsen, before looking towards the crowd. A zipline camera catches his face and zooms in as we see Cross mouth the words. 'F*** it', and throws himself off the cage, Jacobsen wasn't expecting the hazard as he's caught by the unexpected crossbody, as both men hit the mat with tremendous force. Both men are laid out. The fans are going nuts.}Fans: "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"
Vasco Dias: "Jesus Christ, is Cross trying to break Andrew?"
Terri Morasco: "He said he wanted to get Jacobsen ready for Jake Conway, but this is also a title match."
Vasco Dias: "But after all the hurt Cross has dealt with, can he get up after that?"
Terri Morasco: "He doesn't lead The Council for nothing, but he's in there with the Best in the Business today."
{Jacobsen stirs first, as he shakes off the impact, picking himself up. He looks over at the cage once again, before turning back to Cross who is on his knees. Jacobsen moves swiftly over, still a lot left in the champs tank. He sends a hard kick to the chest of Xavier Cross, and another for good measure. Jacobsen leans back for a third, but Cross drags it, pushing Jacobsen back into the corner. Cross pops to his feet charging forward looking for a corner splash but Andrew dives out of the way as Cross eats nothing but the corner of the cage. Clutching his face, a cut opens up across Xavier's forehead, as he clutches it. Jacobsen turns seeing the blood, being the good guy he is, Jacobsen checks on Cross since the ref is on the outside. But Xavier hits a hard low blow, causing Jacobsen to clutch his nuggets as he staggers back. Cross shakes his head.}Xavier Cross: "We're opponents Jacobsen, that good guy routine is gonna get you beat!"
{Cross turns, the blood flowing down his face. Grabbing onto the steel cage, Cross begins to climb the ring ropes until he's back on the top rope. Jacobsen looks up seeing Cross, he turns sideways and superkicks the cage with enough force to knock Cross straight down. Cross hits the ropes and is wedged between the ropes and the cage. Jacobsen fights through the pain stepping back, and hits another superkick, this one with enough force that the fans recognize it as the Lights Out!}Fans: "JACOBSEN! JACOBSEN! JACOBSEN! JACOBSEN!"
{Cross crumbles in between the cage and ropes, shaking rapidly, as the blood from his face has opened up more, staining the mat below. Jacobsen is still holding his package, looking at Cross shaking his head. Jacobsen begins to ascend to the top rope of the corner of the ring. He looks down checking on Cross, making sure he was real Lights Out. Jacobsen reaches up, but he falls forward as Cross manages to reach up grabbing his foot pushing it out from under him. Jacobsen's leg gets trapped between the rope and the cage. Cross is staggering, pulling himself to his feet. He uses the small space to leap to the top rope, hitting a springboard dropkick to the trapped knee of Andrew Jacobsen, who flips backward, clutching his knee in agony as he rolls around on the ropes. Cross is sprawled out on the mat, looking out of it with the crimson mask. An overhead camera gets a brilliant shot of the two.}Vasco Dias: "What are these two men willing to do to win this match?"
Terri Morasco: "Jacobsen is too good of a guy, it may cost him everything if he keeps going!"
Vasco Dias: "He might have had his leg broken by that wicked drop kick from Cross."
Terri Morasco: "You know Jacobsen well enough, you can take his leg. He'll be a one legged man in an ass kicking contest."
Vasco Dias: "But you know Jake Conway is in the back licking his lips."
Terri Morasco: "Never count out Jacobsen. Ever."
{Terri's words ring true, as Jacobsen grabs onto the second rope, forcing himself to his feet. Staggering a bit, he slaps his knee, shaking off the pain. Cross looks up, looking utterly exhausted. Somehow he finds it in the tank to roll over onto his hands and knees, sliding to his feet. Cross staggers back into the ropes next to Jacobsen, as he smiles through the blood at Andrew, Andrew laughs. The two men are actually enjoying this combat. Andrew sends a hard elbow to the side of Cross's skull, Cross comes back with a knife edge chop to the chest of Andrew. Andrew headbutts Cross, Cross staggers back to the corner, slapping his own face he charges back at Jacobsen, but is caught with a big boot from the bad leg of Jacobsen. Wincing in pain, Jacobsen falls down. Cross is clutching his head, as he rolls away from Andrew. Jacobsen staggers back to his feet, slapping at his knee once more trying to get the most out of it. Once more, Andrew looks at the top of the cage, moving over to the corner. He tries to climb up once more, Cross leaps forward with everything he has shaking the bottom rope. Andrew falls down once more, now he's stuck on the top rope. Clutching his cash and prizes once more. Cross looks up, seeing this is his chance to put it away. Cross runs to the other corner, lifting himself up. He looks over at Jacobsen, then at the top of the cage. Cross takes a deep breath. He runs the top rope over to Jacobsen, nailing the Ours is Fury! The knee hits the side of Jacobsen's head, and Jacobsen's head goes crashing into the side of the cage. Cross falls first, back hitting the ring as he grabs the rope sitting up. Jacobsen stares blankly into oblivion, as the camera focuses on his face as a stream of blood opens up right above his left eye. Falling forward Jacobsen is sprawled out on the ground. The fans are on their feet, but they are speechless watching these two men throw everything at one another.}Vasco Dias: "This can't...we are giving this away for free?!"
Terri Morasco: "...T...The Imperial Title...is a great motivational force...but this..."
Vasco Dias: "Cross won't quit, he keeps coming at Jacobsen."
Terri Morasco: "But Jacobsen will not die! Look!"
{Jacobsen grabs the top rope, spitting out the blood that had ran into his mouth. He forces himself to his feet. Cross looks shocked, eyes wide as he falls back into the corner staring at the World Champion. Cross shakes his head a bit as he pulls himself forward using the ropes as a guide. Jacobsen turns quickly, his hands wrap around Cross and hit a snap belly-to-belly suplex. Cross goes flying over the top rope, and crashes into the cage back first, sliding down the steel walls, Jacobsen falls to a knee, as the fans erupt from their silence as their hero isn't done yet.}Terri Morasco: "ANDREW JACOBSEN IS THE BEST WRESTLER IN THE WORLD!"
Vasco Dias: "I hate the guy...but that heart..."
Terri Morasco: "No...No...what's this!"
{Over the barricade, the Council has hopped over. Kole Kaos, Jason Sandman, and Ulf Hedner stand at the cage door. Kole begins grabbing at the door, as Ulf leans down where Cross is against the cage checking on him. Jacobsen turns a bit, a little dazed seeing the Council. His instinct kicks in as he charges the door, super kicking Kole's fingers. Kole backs away, clutching his hand as he spits at the ground. The crowd erupts once more as Cable Arcane, Mike Laszlo, and Spike Kane rush down the ramp. Cross having a moment of clarity, sees this, and shouts for Ulf to get the Council out of there. The three men hop the barricade, as Cable leaps to the top of the barricade, pointing at them. Spike Kane sits on the announce table, motioning for the three men to come get some as Mike Laszlo stands at the cage door like a club bouncer. The Council Members look on, and Ulf begins to rush to combat, but Sandman grabs him, holding him back. Cross is back on his feet behind Jacobsen. Jacobsen turns around into a hard right, sending him into the cage. Cross charges forward looking for the Echoes of Madness, but Jacobsen dives out of the wave and Cross hits the cage knee first, falling down he clutches his knee. Jacobsen staggers back into the corner grabbing onto the ropes to hold himself up. The fans are going insane, their chants are rocking the building as Jacobsen turns grabbing onto the tope rope. He begins to climb the corner. Cross rolls on the ground clutching his knee tightly, his stable mates watching on.}Vasco Dias: "By God...The Mount Rushmore of Wrestling just saved Andrew Jacobsen and the Imperial Title!"
Terri Morasco: "Or did they just want to get their hands on The Council?"
Vasco Dias: "No matter what, Cross laid it all out on the line tonight. Jacobsen showed why he's the champion. Why he stands at the top of the mountain for this company."
Terri Morasco: "He is the measuring stick for the boys backstage..."
{Jacobsen feels the blood pouring down his face with each climb further to the top. His hand his the top of the cage as he pulls himself up to the top. Sitting at the top of the cage, he looks down at Xavier Cross, who is on the ground, blood pouring out of his head. Cross blinks a bit, looking up at Jacobsen, Cross raises his hand pointing a finger at Jacobsen before giving him the middle finger. Jacobsen looks a bit shocked, but we hear Cross mustering a laugh, as he turns his hand into a thumbs up. Jacobsen shakes his head, as he begins climbing down the cage. Hitting the floor below, the bell rings.}Terri Morasco: "JACOBSEN HAS DONE IT! HE HAS RETAINED HIS TITLE IN THIS IMPROMPTU MATCH!"
Vasco Dias: "But will he be in any shape to face Jake Conway?"
Terri Morasco: "Jacobsen has hands down proven why he's the best man in this company, why he's Imperial Champion. Cross said it at the start, no one is at one hundred percent. Jacobsen has the ability to beat anyone, no matter the math!"
Vasco Dias: "Well, look at that!"
{Spike Kane hops off the table, as he grabs a ref, jerking the key to the cage away from him. Opening the door, the three men enter the ring and begin surrounding the downed Cross, who grabs onto Spike's leg as he tries to stand up. The Council begins to charge the ring, but are stopped as Xavier raises his arm. Looking up at the three men, the camera picks up his words.}Xavier Cross: "So you guys gonna do it, or just jerk off on my face?"
{He begins laughing before Spike Kane sends a knee firmly to his face putting Xavier back down. Cable and Laszlo pick him up. But before they can do anything, "King of the World" hits the speakers once more, as Roberto Verona enters the arena. Tilting his head, he holds up the microphone to his lips.}Roberto Verona: "By all means boys...don't let me stop you."
{Jacobsen looks on in horror, as he's holding his title.}Roberto Verona: "Jacobsen, I suggest you stay where you are, unless you want to be stripped of the Imperial Title, you got what you wanted...now it's time to go the back, and have the trainer check you out."
{Jacobsen snarls, as he begins to move towards the cage door, but he's stopped as Cross holds up his hand once more, waving him off. Spike steps forward, stepping on the fingers of Xavier Cross as Cross lets out a scream. Laszlo and Arcane lean down, lifting Cross up. Kane holds him steady, as the lift Cross up into the triple powerbomb, the three men charge forward and throw Cross into the side of the steel cage, the cage rattles as Cross falls to the ground. Spike points at Cross once more and lifts him up. The three men lifting Cross into the triple powerbomb once more, throwing him into the steel cage a second time, the wall gives out and Cross falls back first onto the floor below. Verona slowly walks down the ramp, as he looks down at Xavier Cross. Jacobsen rushes over but is stopped in his tracks as Verona points at him.}Roberto Verona: "This isn't your battle Andrew, if you love your fans, and this company, I suggest you stay where you are or your career ends here...This is a personal matter..."
{Verona steps forward, putting his foot on the throat of Xavier Cross, as Cable Arcane, Spike Kane, and Mike Laszlo slide out of the ring looking down at Xavier.}Roberto Verona: "The Council ends....soon, at Lineage, in a no disqualifications match the team of Mike Laszlo, Cable Arcane, and Spike Kane will take on Kole Kaos, Jason Sandman, and...if you're able to show up Cross, you...But of course, it needs to be a fair match, so I will appoint the most trustworthy referee....Myself..."
{A cruel smile curls on the lips of Roberto Verona, as the camera, freezes on the image of The Mount Rushmore of Wrestling surrounding Xavier Cross, as Jacobsen glares in the background.}----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Jennifer Williams vs Pandora Freeman
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{Pandora Freeman shows why she is the Diamonds Champion tonight, giving Jenny little room to operate. She got a small fight put up, but in the end she’s hit with the Beat Drop for the win as Pandora prepares for her next opponent at Lineage.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
”But Du Ha Something… Det Jeg Want.
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{We cut backstage to find Tyler Jacobs standing next to Jayson Matthews. It was clear that the Invictus Champion didn't look happy.}Tyler Jacobs: Jayson, last week you were the latest victim in these string of attacks by The Council? What are your thoughts?
{Jayson sighs and shakes his head.}Jayson Matthews: What are my thoughts? I didn't like it, Tyler. Two out of five stars.
{He smiled as he flipped his title to the other shoulder.}Jayson Matthews: But in all seriousness Tyler, this is a matter that I need to settle with Ulf Hednir himself. So if you excuse me, I need to go find him.
{Jayson starts walking down the hallways looking for Ulf and as soon as he turns the corner he runs right into Ulf Hednir! Jayson was hesitant at first but he felt a bit at ease when he thought that Ulf was alone. Ulf had a serious look on his face, but his eyes landed on the Invictus Championship; the gleaming belt allowing his own reflection to look back at him, and he could not help but look ashamed.}Ulf Hednir: Lytte, Jayson… du know det jeg would not have attacked du. Jeg know jeg should have not attacked du. But du ha something… det jeg want.
{Ulf tapped his knuckle against the gold plate, and Jayson Matthews looks at his own title before looking up and the two share eye contact.}Jayson Matthews: Lineage?
Ulf Hednir: Ja. Lineage.
{Ulf and Jayson nod to each other, as Ulf turns away. The camera zooms in on the belt before going back out to the arena.}----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Derek Brooks vs Andrew Jacobsen
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{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 Brooks has an amazing chance tonight! Andrew Jacobsen is entering his second match of the evening meaning his body is already beat up.
Vasco Dias: The Champion should be beat up! He should be out there promoting the brand!
Terri Morasco: I don’t disagree but there is no reason why the Imperial Champion should be wrestling twice in one night!
Vasco Dias: It’s what a fighting champion would do!
{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. 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.}Vasco Dias: Andrew Jacobsen doesn’t look any worse for wear!
Terri Morasco: Perhaps not but I’m sure Brooks will expose some weakness.
Vasco Dias: If Brooks is half the wrestler he claims to be then he will find something to target on Andrew and expose it!
Terri Morasco: Absolutely, it’s time to find out who is more prepared for this match!
{ The referee calls for the bell and both men go right into the tie up but Brooks quickly over powers Andrew and drives him into the corner of the ring. Andrew releases his hands and the referee breaks it up. Brooks backs up and tells Andrew to bring it! Andrew cracks his neck and moves forward. The two men go into a tie up again and Brooks pushes Andrew back but Jacobsen breaks the tie up and moves behind Brooks for a rear waist take down! }Terri Morasco: Andrew put Brooks down on the mat first!
Vasco Dias: I doubt Brooks will stay there long!
{ Derek is right up to his feet and Jacobsen looks for a discus chop but Brooks ducks it and grabs Andrew for a big release German suplex! Both men are right back up and Derek hits a big chop across the chest of Andrew Jacobsen! Derek takes Andrew by the arm and whips him across the ring, Jacobsen bounces off the ropes and runs into the waiting arms of Derek Brooks for a huge powerslam! Brooksa goes right into the cover but Andrew kicks out at one! }Terri Morasco: Brooks is over powering Andrew here early on, you have to imaging Andrew is feeling exhausted from earlier!
Vasco Dias: Jacobsen is showing his fighting spirit but Brooks may turn out to be too much!
{ Brooks is right up and Jacobsen is right there and looks for the Gordie Howie Special but Brooks cuts him off with a back elbow and then scoops Andrew up into a big samoan drop! Brooks doesn’t let up as he pulls Andrew up to his feet and sends him right into the corner of the ring and follows Jacobsen in with a corner clothes line! Jacobsen staggers out of the corner and right into a huge spine buster from Brooks! }Vasco Dias: Jacobsen is being over powered by a fresher wrestler!
Terri Morasco: You have to believe if Andrew hadn’t already wrestled this match would be closer!
Vasco Dias: Which is why Jacobsen doesn’t deserve to represent this company!
Terri Morasco: Andrew has more than earned his spot at the top of the company and Brooks, honestly is lucky to be in the ring with Andrew!
{ Brooks now waits for Andrew to try and stand which he does very slowly. Brooks swoops in and scoops Andrew up for the Happenstance! Brooks hooks the leg of Andrew Jacobsen as the referee moves into position! ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }Terri Morasco: Jacobsen is still very much in this match!
Vasco Dias: He’s only delaying the inevitable as Brooks slowly pulls Jacobsen apart!
Terri Morasco: Maybe that’s how you see it but no one else in the arena agrees!
{ Brooks is up to his feet and he lines up his next shot as Andrew slowly stands. Brooks underhooks Andrew looking for the display of greatness but Andrew manages to block it and dips behind Brooks and grabs him for a desperation German suplex! Brooks is right up and Andrew meets him, Brooks swings and Andrew ducks and grips Derek for another German suplex! Brooks is a little slower but beats Andrew up however Jacobsen managed to get behind Derek again and finishes the Hat Trick with a third German Suplex! }Terri Morasco: Jacobsen is right back in this match up!
Vasco Dias: For the moment but Brooks isn’t going to let this offense continue!
Terri Morasco: The Imperial Champion may not give Derek the chance to object!
Vasco Dias: Brooks will simply take the chance!
{ Derek is starting to stand up but an obviously slower Andrew Jacobsen underhooks Derek into a full nelson and lifts Brooks up into a big back breaker! Jacobsen doesn’t let up as he grips Derek for a gutwrench back breaker this time! }Terri Morasco: Jacobsen is targeting the lower back of Derek Brooks!
Vasco Dias: Andrew has a momentary advantage but Brooks can easily take back control of this match with one big move!
Terri Morasco: If Andrew gives him the opening he needs!
Vasco Dias: Brooks will create an opening!
{ Brooks is up and takes a big swing at Andrew but gets caught in a super arm bar take down.Brooks stands only to be caught with a running drop kick from Andrew Jacobsen! Jacobsen is right up to his feet and pulls Brooks out of the corner of the ring with a Borealis Northern Lights Suplex! }Terri Morasco: Jacobsen is firmly in control!
Vasco Dias: For not but Brooks isn’t going to stay on the defense for long!
{ Andrew is ready and waiting as Brooks gets to his feet. Andrew comes at Brooks who comes out of nowhere with a big a belly to belly suplex! Andrew gets right up but Brooks is there with the Happenstance! Brooks is amped now as he grabs Andrew and looks to lock him into the sharpshooter but Andrew manages to push Brooks off of him! }Vasco Dias: There we go! Brooks is right back in control!
Terri Morasco: Is he though!? Andrew isn’t anywhere near finished!
Vasco Dias: Andrew is about to be finished!
{ Both men are to their feet and Brooks walks right into the Gordie Howie special upper cut! Brooks is staggered and Andrew pulls Brooks into the COLDSNAP!!! Brooks tries to get up but Andrew is right there with a huge ICEBREAKER!!!! Brooks is down but Andrew isn’t done as he locks Derek into the Sharpshooter!!! }Terri Morasco: Sharpshooter!!!!
Vasco Dias: I don’t believe this! Andrew was dead to rights!
Terri Morasco: Never count out Andrew Jacobsen!
Vasco Dias: Brooks was so close but no he’s caught in the middle of the ring!
{ Brooks has nowhere to go and eventually he taps out to save his body for another day! Andrew lets go as the referee calls for the bell! }Terri Morasco: You have to believe Jake Conway was watching this match! Andrew just won two matches on a night Jake couldn’t win one!
Vasco Dias: Conway saves himself for matches that matter. Beating Mathews doesn’t matter.
Terri Morasco: Well he better show up next week because that will very likely be Ace’s last Imperial Championship match!
{ Andrew celebrates as we go off the air. }
Well howdy there pardner.