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SEGMENT
Apologies
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{As Sacrifice starts inside a sold-out Mercedes Benz Arena in Shanghai, Maria Iniesta warily approaches the samurai standing guard at the entrance to the locker room. But as she approaches the samurai bows to her with respect before handing her a note on high-quality paper.}Maria Iniesta: “I do genuinely apologize, on behalf of myself and the man who hired me, for my actions last week. I am here merely in a defensive role. That will not change. Thank you.”
{Maria looks up at the stoic figure who does not move or even seem to blink before we head to the show opening video package.}----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Mr. Happy vs Chris Card
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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: Someone needs to explain to me how Mr Happy still has a job here?
Terri Morasco: The fans seem to love him and I’m told he literally works for peanuts.
Vasco Dias: That explains a lot.
{Purple and white spotlights home in on the entrance area as the opening drum fill to "DC Sound Attack!" plays. As the harmonica and guitars start up, Chris Card walks the first few steps out from the curtain and pauses, soaking in the atmosphere and cracking an enigmatic smile. After a brief nod of acknowledgement to the crowd, Card walks purposefully down to the ring and rolls under the bottom rope.}Vasco Dias: Chris Card! One of the newest editions to the IWF roster and a real man’s wrestler.
Terri Morasco: Are you saying that because of his well known and well documented tendency to cheat?
Vasco Dias: Like I told my second wife, it’s only cheating if you get caught.
{The referee calls for the bell and Card is on the attack with a running forearm shot to the side of Happy’s head! Card doesn’t let up he connects with stiff elbow shots to the jaw of the painted up Mr Happy over and over again before connecting with a vicious looking backfist!}Vasco Dias: Card is all over Mr Happy!
Terri Morasco: Card’s offense isn’t pretty but it’s effective!
{Chris Card hits a big European upper cut that sends Happy into the corner of the ring. Card marches in and hits a well aimed spinning heel kick to the large gut of Happy! Chris grabs the arm of Mr Happy and twists it around before ripping him out of the corner with a deep arm drag take down. Happy tries to get back to his feet but Card connects with a running drop kick to the head of Mr Happy!}Vasco Dias: Card is relentless!
Terri Morasco: Mr Happy is not on his game tonight!
Vasco Dias: Is Happy ever on his game?
Terri Morasco: Happy beat James Gilmore that one time.
{Happy uses the ropes to stand up but Card comes in with a right round house kick then a left round hose kick then a right round house kick all to the ribs. Card connects with a crescent kick followed by another back fist and then rips Happy out of the corner with a Cardiac Arrest Alpha ddt!!!}Terri Morasco: That has got to be it for Mr Happy!
Vasco Dias: Card looks like he wants to send a message!
{Card gloats as Happy is trying to find his way back to his feet. Chris looks for another back fist but Happy ducks and looks for a clothes line but Card pulls the referee in the way! Happy stops mid swing when he sees the referee but Chris launches out from behind the referee and hits the CALLING CARD!!! Happy goes down like a ton of bricks and Chris Card covers him for ONE! TWO! THREE!!!}Vasco Dias: Card picks up an easy win here tonight.
Terri Morasco: Happy gave it his best-
Vasco Dias: Which wasn’t even close to enough to take the rising star, the real man’s wrestler, Chris Card!
{Card celebrates as his music plays.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
Bend the Knee
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{Red Stars plays as Rowan MacDonnough walks into the ring, with no particular fanfare or showmanship. She doesn't enter with the Council, and isn't even holding the Diamonds Championship Belt. She slides through the ropes, standing in the middle of the ring with a mic in her hand, and begins to speak as she rotates in place to address the entire crowd.}Rowan MacDonnough: "Legacy. Six days from tonight, women throughout the Diamonds Division will fight against one another for the opportunity to challenge me for a trinket - a token of dominion over the Diamonds Division - in hopes to ascend to the throne to which they try to declare themselves heiress."
{Rowan chuckles.}Rowan MacDonnough: "I've known for some time that humanity is inherently self destructive... and nothing proves it quite so much as this farce before us. The Heiress to the Throne competition may have once been a tournament to find a new champion, but now? Now it is nothing but an exercise in predation - a fight amongst predators and prey to see who will be deemed strong enough... to serve as my first meal as the top of the Diamonds' food chain. If any of them thought they stood a chance, one of them would have come for my blood at Open Fight Night as some have done before... but instead they all stood back, hoping for another to be the first victim. The stench of fear hung over them then... just as it hangs over them now. Fear of their new god. Fear of the pain they will feel at-"
{Rowan is interrupted by the sound of Vortex by Los Savants playing loudly over the PA, and Rowan turns with surprise to see Gabriella Luna walking down the ramp to raucous cheers with a cocky grin. A mic is in her hand as well, and she speaks into it as she walks.}Gabriella Luna: "Fear? Fear, puta? Fear of a so-called 'new god'? I got news for you, Rowan - I've stared worse than you in the face and I didn't so much as FLINCH. I don't know about the rest of the bitches in back, but if you think I'm afraid of you you've got another thing coming - just as if you expect me to treat you like some kind of 'new god.' There's only one God, Rowan, and he sure as hell don't dress like an abandoned Hot Topic ad!"
{Rowan laughs cruelly.}Rowan MacDonnough: "Perhaps you're right, little Gabriella Luna. Perhaps yours is the only god... but even so, he has abandoned you. He won't protect you here and now."
{Gabriella laughs and slips into the ring, walking up to Rowan's face.}Gabriella Luna: "That's fine. I don't need his help for this."
{Without skipping a beat, Gabriella lays Rowan out with a SUPERKICK, sending the champion tumbling against the ropes in a dizzying collapse. Gabriella is on top of her right away, laying into the Champion with a torrent of blows to the head, dragging Rowan back into the center of the ring without giving the taller woman a chance to recover. Rowan goes quickly limp in her arms, and Gabriella holds her up as she looks around the arena as they chant her name. She smiles at them all, pointing down to Rowan's mask... and the crowd roars in approval! Laughing with pride, Gabriella leans down and tears off the mask to reveal... a woman. Just a woman... with duct tape over her mouth. Gabriella's face falls suddenly as Rowan's laughter echoes through the arena, and Gabriella grabs the mic Rowan was using and speaks into it... finding that it was never on in the first place.}Vasco Dias: "That wasn't Rowan at all! It was a decoy to take the beating if anyone tried to jump her during this speech!"
Terri Morasco: "Well, if she's not here, then..."
{Terri's question is answered as Rowan - this time with the Diamonds Belt hung loosely over her shoulder, saunters onto the stage. Her eyes flash with malice as she gazes at Gabriella.}Rowan MacDonnough: "I wondered who it would be. I'm glad it was you."
{Gabriella is about to speak, but Rowan interrupts her.}Rowan MacDonnough: "No more talk. End her."
{Very suddenly, the ring is surrounded by masked figures wrapped in bloodstained, dark-red cloth. Leading this pack of tormented cultists is none other than Maxine Valentine, cruelty shining in her eyes as she leaps up onto the apron, staring Gabriella down as she paces to the ringpost. She tilts her head to the side before slowly knocking on the post three times and stepping into the ring. The cultists follow suit, and Gabriella quickly finds herself being pummeled by the figures from all sides, putting up a valiant fight but clearly against overwhelming odds. She slips out to ringside, luring the cultists to follow her as Maxine watches from inside the ring, seeming more amused than anything else. Gabriella slides back into the ring, dashing across it to see a mob of the tormented figures waiting for her at the outside. With a shrug she springboards over the ropes, piling into the mass of them to send them all crashing to the ground with the ARROW OF ARTEMIS! Maxine takes to the outside now, snatching Luna with a heavy hand and tossing her bodily back into the ring, following directly. Gabriella whirls on her, cracking her neck for a fight. Gabriella strikes first, stunning Maxine with a spinning kick to the gut. She then rushes through, hitting the ropes and rotating around Maxine's outstretched arm looking for the SUDDEN IMPACT! But before she can complete the move, Maxine catches her by the shoulder and charges with her, hurling Luna into the second turnbuckle. The blow knocks the wind out of her, and Maxine doesn't let up - dragging Luna to her feet before laying her out again with the RIASTAD!!!
The tormented cultists swarm the arena, lining the ropes as Maxine hauls Gabriella to her knees, holding her there as Rowan makes her way through the cult and into the ring. She bends over mockingly, looking Gabriella in the eye before speaking into the mic, turning her back on the woman and walking away.}Rowan MacDonnough: "No matter what you were before, now you're just a message to the Diamonds Division - Bend the Knee, or face Oblivion."
{Before Gabriella can respond, Rowan whirls around and plants Luna with a BALOR'S GAZE! The blow, especially while braced against Maxine's implacable grip, knocks Gabriella hard to the ground where she lays motionless. Red Stars by Birthday Massacre plays as Rowan and Maxine stand strong in the ring, surrounded by the tormented, before the lights go black. When the return, all signs of Rowan, Maxine, or the cultists are gone, with Gabriella half-heartedly stirring in the ring alongside the still-taped decoy Rowan lured her out with.}----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Fiona McFly vs Kathleen Conway
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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one. Introducing first, from Belfast, Ireland by way of Arlington, Texas and weighing in at 135lbs…The Belfast Bombshell Fiona McFly!
{"I'm Shipping Up to Boston" by Dropkick Murphys kicks into high gear as Fiona McFly marches out on stage, takes a bow, and heads down to the ring--giving lucky fans quick pecks on the cheek along the way.}Alison Valance: And her opponent, Wichita, Kansas and weighing in at 123lbs…The Queen of Diamonds, Kathleen Conway!
{The lights in the arena start to twinkle like diamonds, green, purple and red with the melodic holler and drum beat of ''Black and Silver" by Xandria. The chords of an organ punctuate the words as Kathleen Conway appears on the stage with one hand on her right hip and her husband, The Ace by her side. She begins her walk down the ramp, alongside her husband, Kathy has a smile on her face. At the foot of the ramp the couple share a kiss before Kathy gets to the ring and climbs on to the apron with her back to the ropes, she drops to one knee. She holds onto the ropes behind her as she flips her hair to the side and winks at The Ace before standing up and climbing through the middle rope into the ring. She walks to the middle and flips her hair again with a hand on her hip as the lights return to normal and the music fades.}Terri Morasco: Time for these tough women to show you boys a thing or two about in-ring competition.
Vasco Dias: I’m fairly confident anything these two can do, the guys can do better.
Terri Morasco: Of course you’d say that.
{The Queen of Diamonds is quick to advance on her opponent the exact moment she hears the tolling of the starting bell and lunges forward for a grapple, but the Belfast Bombshell swats her hands away as she adopts her own practiced fighting stance. Kathleen lunges a second time, to attempt a grapple yet again. Her persistence is paid for in the exact same manner, Fiona swatting her hands away and in that moment of off-balance, Fiona strikes with a stiff knee to the gut of her opponent. With Kathleen doubled over, Fiona swings behind, wrapping her arms tightly around Kathleen’s waist and nails a waist-lock takedown.}Terri Morasco: I’m going on record to say that IWF could confidently build their image just around the impressive women competitors we have. I mean look at the skill and panache of Fiona McFly alone.
Vasco Dias: Get back to me when there’s rumours of their leaked nudes. Then I might be more interested.
{Fiona McFly swings around back to the front of her downed opponent and capitalises with a series of sharp knees to the head before she backs away to create some room for a charging attack. The Queen of Diamonds Kathleen Conway slowly climbs to her feet, clearly a bit rattled by the speed and ferocity of Fiona’s assault and is unable to muster a defence as Fiona comes forward with a running spinning wheel kick to the jaw, following swiftly with a lateral press pin attempt.
1…
2…
Kathleen kicks out!}Vasco Dias: I’ve always wondered why we have to waste our time with these filler matches. Can’t we just move on to the more interesting stuff.
Terri Morasco: Why? Because it’s a match with females in it?
Vasco Dias: No because it’s boring as shit. I may be a prick, but I’m not sexist…sometimes.
{Fiona sets up for a vertical suplex but Kathleen hooks her leg around Fiona’s to block the move and counters into a very sudden and stiff DDT. With her opponent now in a more favourable position, The Queen of Diamonds takes full advantage by relying on her impressive submission skills and applies a grounded sleeper, wrapping her legs around Fiona for a body scissors.}Terri Morasco: If Fiona can’t get back on her feet I feat her run in this match is through. Few people can contend with Kathleen Conway’s killer holds and submissions.
Vasco Dias: And she seems to have a choking fetish…
Terri Morasco: Oh my god, could you be anymore lewd. Wait don’t answer that!
{The referee comes around to check on the condition of Fiona, who, despite her best efforts, is gradually falling prey to the sleeper hold. The referee grabs her arm and raises it, letting it go and watches as it falls back to the mat. He repeats this process a second time and again the arm falls. It is raised a third and final time, if it falls again Fiona loses the match. Snapping back to her senses Fiona finds the strength to not only keep her arm raised but starts fighting back with a sudden flurry of reverse elbow strikes to the gut of the Queen of Diamonds. Kathleen wavers under the barrage and her grip loosens, enough for Fiona to stand back on her feet, coincidentally stomping down upon one of Kathleen’s hands in the process. Despite herself Kathleen releases a cry of pain. In this moment Fiona comes off of the ropes and kicks out with the Penalty kick. Somehow Kathleen has the sense to fall to her back and the trademark strike sails harmlessly over her.}Terri Morasco: The tempo of this match is picking up! Mistakes at this point will be costly.
{Kathleen pulls Fiona down Quick as a Kat for a variation of the schoolboy/girl pinning hold.
1…
2…
3.
Fiona Mcfly breaks out.
Both competitors are to their feet and Fiona rushes forward. Kathleen catches her with the tilt-a-whirl backbreaker, flipping the Belfast Bombshell over, onto her front whilst keeping a hold of a leg to set up for a single leg boston crab submission.}Terri Morasco: Kathleen Conway wanting to not only dictate the pace of the match but also hinder her opponent drastically by slowing her down and removing a sizeable portion of her arsenal.
{The Belfast Bombshell grits her teeth, trying her hardest to fight through the pain of the secure submission, reaching desperately for the ring ropes. Unfortunately for Kathleen, Fiona does have the weight and power advantage so slowly but surely Fiona is able to drag herself close enough to get a hand on the ropes and force a break of the submission hold. Kathleen only backs away to maintain the referee’s ruling, and she swiftly advances to try and capitalise yet again. As she grabs a hold of Fiona’s leg again, Fiona reaches forward, pushing her nails hard into Kathleen’s temple.}Terri Morasco: The Yellow Card!
Vasco Dias: Cat Fight! CAT FIGHT!
Terri Morasco: …What was that?
Vasco Dias: Doing it for an old commentator buddy of mine…
{The referee seems to struggle with the legality of that trademark move but quickly runs out of time to make a ruling as Fiona steps forward and knocks Kathleen in the side of the head with a high spinning roundhouse kick. Kathleen falls to the mat like a stone.}Terri Morasco: Did Fiona just knock Kathleen clean out?!
{It wasn’t a far-off guess as Fiona lifts Kathleen to her feet, with no sign of resistance from the Queen of Diamonds. The Belfast Bombshell is mere seconds away from executing her match-ending Sending Off when Kathleen Conway comes to life. She shifts herself around, grabbing a firm hold of Fiona and countering into a short-arm variation of a stiff Puss in Boots. Her grip on Fiona’s arm didn’t loosen and after the boot Kathleen has Fiona back to her feet, applying a hammerlock and executing the guillotine drop she calls the Kat Nap. A pin follows shortly after.
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SEGMENT
Rematch Postponed
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{The camera cuts backstage where Ryan Shane is getting ready for his match later tonight. He's lacing up his boots while Laura Howlett is checking her makeup in a nearby mirror. Neither of them notice someone else entering the locker room.}Devlin Raine: Shane!
{The startled Man of Steel champion reaches for his title ready to defend himself.}Devlin Raine: No need to be so jumpy. I've told you that for tonight, for our match, you have nothing to worry about.
Ryan Shane: Worried? There's nothing about you that scares me.
Devlin Raine: Sure looked a little scared a second ago. Either way I'll wait until Legacy to get my hands on you.
{Shane just smirks at the Destiny Dealer.}Devlin Raine: Don't get too attached to that belt because this Sunday it's coming home with me!
Ryan Shane: There's been a change of plans.
Devlin Raine: Oh no Shane! I'm owed my rematch. You're not ducking me.
Ryan Shane: As if I'd need to…
{Ryan Shane steps to Raine who doesn't back down. As they stand chest to chest Laura Howlett intervenes.}Laura Howlett: Don't worry Devlin, you'll get your rematch. I promise that Ryan isn't ducking you.
Devlin Raine: Then what the hell is going on?
Laura Howlett: While you were at home recuperating from injuries suffered at the hands of my client, he was competing and earning points in the Heir to the Throne.
{Shane stands their with a look of satisfaction on his face.}Laura Howlett: So at Legacy he'll already be occupied.
Devlin Raine: So when's my rematch?
Laura Howlett: Freedom Fight Night.
{Raine nods his head in approval.}Devlin Raine: Looks like you'll have a couple more weeks before I beat you.
Ryan Shane: You can try.
{Shane holds up the Man of Steel title. Raine stares at it a moment before turning to leave. Once he is gone Shane and Howlett continue getting ready.}----------------------------------------------------------
TAG TEAM MATCH
Mikhail Federov & James Gilmore vs Dean Harper & John Tolly
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{Blind hits as John Tolly walks out he looks around cracks his neck and makes his way to the ring he poses for a second on the turnbuckle before hoping in the ring.}Terri Morasco: Tag-team match coming up.
{The lights go out as the melodic opening of The Howling by Within Temptation begins to play. After a few moments a single white spotlight shines down on the stage, showing Dean crouched on the stage, looking down at the ground with his hood concealing his face. Smoke rises around him eerily as he slowly rolls his wrists. Suddenly, in time with the opening guitar riff, the lights snap blood red as Dean stands, walking through the now red-lit smoke towards the ring. He jumps up onto the apron before springing on the bottom rope into the ring. Once in the center of the ring, he spreads his arms wide as he soaks in the red flashing lights before lifting his head sharply, kicking back the hood to show his face, nodding in rhythm to the music as he slowly breaks into a wicked grin. After a few moments he turns and settles into his corner, tossing his hood and jacket to ringside… which are caught by Rowan, who the audience swears wasn’t standing there a second ago.}Vasco Dias: Creepy. Just...oy-vey.
Terri Morasco: Harper's ready to go...in his most unique way.
{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 tag-team partner Mikhail Federov, wearing black jeans, white tennis shoes, and his old Corpus Christi IceRays jersey, and 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. Carrying his patriotic-themed surfboard with him, James passes through before sliding his longboard underneath the ring and hopping in.}Vasco Dias: How about this Mikhail guy!?! He's big, he's bad....
Terri Morasco: ...and he's trouble. As in big, bad trouble.
{Lindsey says something to Alison Valance, who hesitantly hands Gilmore a second microphone before making an announcement.}Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Lindsey Grawn requests that you all please rise and respect Mr. Gilmore's singing of the American National Anthem!
Vasco Dias: Pfffft....
Terri Morasco: I was afraid of this...
{Smiling from ear to ear, James happily lifts the microphone up as the Shanghai crowd voices their displeasure as he "sings" the aforementioned Star-Spangled Banner--quite off-key, almost reminiscent of William Shatner.}James Gilmore: "O say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming..."
{To his credit, Dean watches with some form of twisted bemusement as Gilmore continues to "sing," unaware that John Tolly has snuck up from behind the Islander alum, who instinctively drops the microphone and skedaddles out of the ring to the crowd's delight. But Tolly isn't as fortunate, turning around and getting SMACKED by a Mikhail Federov clothesline as the dude in stripes calls for the bell.}[DING-DING-DING!!!]
{Federov growls with sheer, unadulterated fury as he pulls Tolly up by the neck and drags him to the corner, where he then proceeds to nail him with some hard forearm shots to the temples! Tolly is rocked back and forth by each shot as Lindsey Grawn, watching from ringside, cheers frantically from the arena floor! Federov sends Tolly for the ride, and the latter bounces off the ropes...and into a massive powerslam that causes the ring to shake just by his own impact! Eventually, the big Russian fellow nails his seemingly hapless victim with a pair of vertical suplexes--the second of which being transitioned into a pinning combination that scores a two-count for Team Gilmore.}Vasco Dias: The power of this dude's unreal!
Terri Morasco: Tell me about it...
{Federov stands up, glaring at the referee before sauntering over and tagging in James Gilmore, who makes his way into the ring and puts the boots to John Tolly before dragging him towards the ropes. Gilmore drapes Tolly's neck over the second strand and proceeds to choke him out, prompting the ref to start a five-count. At the count of four, James does as he's told and lets go...and Miss Grawn seizes the opportunity to use the official's lecturing of her candidate to full effect, seductively walking over to Tolly and SMACKING HIM ACROSS THE FACE WITH A RIGHT HAND TWICE!}Terri Morasco: And now Lindsey's getting involved! Gimme a break!!
Vasco Dias: God, I love Miss Grawn. She's so...hot. Hotter than Pandora Freeman!
{Giggling, Lindsey quickly scats away from Tolly as the referee turns his head and lays off Gilmore, who promptly shoots his rival towards his own partner's corner. Dean Harper tags in and immediately charges after Gilmore, who wisely tags Federov back in and makes his retreat to the arena floor. Federov, however, is not aware of Harper's surprising nature--something that becomes evident as Dean catches the ex-hockey enforcer off-guard with a series of hard, swift, steady kicks to the ribs that chop the bigger dude and send him stumbling into the ropes. Harper, realizing that conventional maneuvers could be out of the question given the size disadvantage, instead goes unconventional, rocking Mikhail with several hard knife-edged chops into the corner before shooting him in; Federov bounces off the strands and eats a dropkick for breakfast, followed by another one for supper.Eventually, Harper lands a rather unique bicycle knee that rocks Federov in the schnozz, going for a cover that gets his own team a count of two.}Terri Morasco: Here comes Lindsey, on the apron!
Vasco Dias: And I don't think she's there to serve Chinese food!
{The referee, however, catches Miss Grawn in the act of hopping back down to the floor; she tries to play the innocent victim, but the man in stripes doesn't give a shit and gives her the baseball umpire's "YER OUT!" signal. That sets off Miss Grawn as she storms into the ring and spends some house money with the official. The argument turns very vehement, a la one of those classic Billy Martin ejections from years' past, as the two jaw at each other back and forth. Meanwhile, all four men use the distraction to enter the ring and start beating the piss out of each other--Gilmore finding Tolly, Federov taking on Harper!}Terri Morasco: Pandemonium broken loose here!
Vasco Dias: Ya know, it just HAD to happen...
{Eventually, Gilmore and Tolly wind up out on the arena floor as Federov and Harper go at it in the ring; Mikhail tries to lay out his victim with one massive lariat...but Harper ducks underneath, causing the Russian to ACCIDENTALLY SMACK LINDSEY WITH HIS FIST!!}Vasco Dias: OH!
Terri Morasco: Mikhail Federov just hit his own manager by accident--and I don't think he realizes it either!
{Well...Federov looks down upon Lindsey Grawn's stricken form, thinking "oh shit" to himself as he figures out what he just did. Unfortunately, the distraction prompts Dean Harper to take full advantage, nailing his opponent with a side Russian legsweep from behind! Sensing the end, Harper climbs up to the top rope, plants Federov with his 630 Senton dubbed SCREAMING FROM THE SKY before going for the pin!}1...!
2...!!
{Gilmore breaks away from John Tolly and tries to break up the pin, doing so just in the nick of time! Harper stands up and tries to retaliate with a Pele Kick, but Gilmore is able to get out of the way and Harper hits TOLLY! Gilmore attacks Harper before pushing him out of the ring under the bottom rope with both feet. Federov is back up and looks over at Tolly, lifting him up and slamming him hard to the mat with a JACKKNIFE POWERBOMB!
Tolly bounces off the mat and the leg is hooked…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The bell rings and Digital Summer's "Playing the Saint" begins to play as James holds the big man’s arms in the air. Lindsey enters the ring and motions for the music to end as the boos rain down.}Lindsey Grawn: What y’all saw before you was DOMINANCE! This man is a forced to be reckoned with and under the tutelage of MY CANDIDATE will become the nightmare the rest of the roster has each and every night...as a certain someone has found out recently.
{As if on cue, “Remember The Name” by Fort Minor hits the speakers as Derek Brooks walks out, receiving a nice little pop from the crowd as he paces back and forth on the stage as his music dies down.}Derek Brooks: A certain someone? I hope you mean me you walking two cent slut.
{The crowd with an “OOOOOOOOH!”}Derek Brooks: I’ve seen what that monster can do. Last week, he came out and whipped my ass, again, from behind. So let me propose something to you as his advocate. How bout your big man and me go face to face, and I show him what an ass kicking truly is all about.
{The crowd pops as they get to see these two big men go after one another.}Lindsey Grawn: ABSOLUTELY NOT!
{Boos rain down again.}Lindsey Grawn: Clearly you ignorant fool, Mikhail just had a match, and to risk injury against a revenge seeking lunatic like yourself would not be in his best interest.
{Derek seems disappointed as do the crowd.}Derek Brooks: Well then...I guess...I’ll just come kick your ass in an unofficial capacity.
{Derek starts marching down to the ring, not caring about the numbers game in front of him. Before he can get there, the voice of Riley Gordon comes from the big screen.}Riley Gordon: Derek...hold on. Don’t walk into that situation...it’s just not beneficial. What is beneficial is a match...between you, and Mikhail Federov at the Legacy Pay Per View.
{The Gilmore camp is clearly not happy with this announcement.}Riley Gordon: No more attacks from behind. No more numbers game...just these two brutes, face to face.
{Riley smiles before disappearing from the screen as Derek turns to the ring and starts mouthing off to Federov as the Gilmore camp looks on none too happy as we cut to commercial.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
You’re Gonna Die
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Terri Morasco: We are going to take it to the ring for a live edition of Tyler Talks as he interviews Jayson Matthews. I'm interested to hear what he has to say after the controversial interference from Jason Sandman that cost him the match.
Vasco Dias: pfft yeah right, no matter what Ryan Shane was walking out as the “true king of Detroit” and there is nothing that idiot Jayson Matthews can say about it!
Terri Morasco: Well we will see about that. Take it away Tyler.
{The camera cuts in the ring to show Tyler Jacobs standing in the ring. He adjusts his suit jacket and professionally ignores the “Tyler, “urine” trouble!” Sign in the front row.}Tyler Jacobs: Ladies and gentlemen I am Tyler Jacobs and this is Tyler Talks. I wanted to do this interview in my studio but he absolutely insisted on doing it out here in front of you all. So let me introduce to you to the man who had to get multiple stitches on his forehead because of Jason Sandman's interference. He is the IWF Invictus Champion….JAYSON MATTHEWS!
{Perfect Mistake by 311 starts playing as Jayson Matthews comes stepping out onto the stage. He still had his hands taped up because of the acid burns on his hands and now he also sported bandages around his head from the fresh wounds that Sandman had left on his body. His title hung on his shoulder and he came down to the ring and slowly climbed into the ring as his music dies down and the Jay-Son Matthews chants start up. People hold up there “one true king” and “the north remembers” posters.}Tyler Jacobs: Last week you went one on one in a reverse ladder match against Ryan Shane and you came up short thanks to Jason Sandman. How are you feeling?
{Jayson’s smile fades as Tyler brings up the bad news.}Jayson Matthews: You know what Tyler. Not good.
{Jayson swallows his guilt and disappointment and continues to speak.}Jayson Matthews: I can't stand in this ring and lie to you and say that match last week wasn't really important. Because it was. It was super important!Not only was it Champion versus champion and my chance to elevate this Invictus title to even greater heights but it was bragging rights and now Ryan Shane has another thing he won't shut up about. I feel like I let everyone down you know?
{Jayson lowers his head and sighs. He then looks back up at at Tyler and shakes his head.}Jayson Matthews: But one thing is for sure, I didn't come out here to pass the blame. No matter how I try to spin it Ryan Shane beat me fair and square. Ryan Shane gets to call himself King of Detroit and I got a few more scars to add to my collection.”
{The crowd boo as Jayson shakes his head and shows off his wrapped up hands and his bandaged head.}Tyler Jacobs: Not only that but it knocked you out of the lead of Heir to the Throne! We all know that was thanks to Jason Sandman.
{Jayson nods his head}Jayson Matthews: Twenty stitches, Tyler. The dude split me open and I had to get twenty stitches to close multiple cuts on my forehead from a two by four wrapped in barbed wire, and those are the wounds that might heal. My hands? They are going to be permanently scarred Tyler. I don't even know why? I’ve never really met this Jason Sandman guy but you know what? I think it might be time for a face to face chat!
{The crowd cheer for the idea and Tyler shakes his head and looks hesitant}Tyler Jacobs: Jayson, I don't mean any disrespect here but look at you man, you look like a terrible mummy knockoff. I don't think you should mess with-
Jayson Matthews: Exactly my point! I don't feel like waiting around for the next time he jumps me. This is why I wanted to do this interview in the ring because it's the best place to do what I'm about to do, and that's CALL OUT THE SANDMAN!!!
{The crowd pop as Jayson turns and looks at the entrance ramp and Tyler shaking his head in the background.}Jayson Matthews: I'm right here, Sandman!
{The lights go down in the arena, spotlights move around the arena as over the PA Jason’s voice can be heard saying “Is he there? No he's behind you. He's in the crowd. No wait He’s here!!!!” The lights come back up and Jason Sandman is sitting on the mat in the far corner of the ring. Sandman already has a microphone.}Jason Sandman: Did you miss me my children? Daddy didn't mean to make you wait, but you two seem like you wanted to play make believe. Tyler you want to pretend like you're brave enough to confront me about my abuses. I could almost believe it, but rain drops keep falling on your head. That and your trousers are full of more piss, than anything I could have deposited on you. Stick to what you know. Wise cracks and getting Verona his coffee.
{Jason pulls himself up to his feet, and walks over to Jayson Matthews.}Jason Sandman: As for you kid. You just talked a big pile of shit, but when you had the high ground you stood there petrified. Get the fear out your heart and make your move. If you don't then you might as well just give me the Invictus title, and go back home and suckle mommy’s tit. I was doing just that a couple days ago. Hell I had both your moms at the same time. Long story short, Daddy truly is the name both of you should address me as now.
{Jason waits for a few seconds and then speaks again.}Jason Sandman: God damn son. Do something.
{Matthews is grinding his teeth in anger as Sandman keeps taunting him. Tyler is trying to talk some sense in Jayson but he shrugs him off and steps up toward Jason.}Jayson Matthews: You know now that I have you here face to face there's something I've been meaning to say to you!
{Jayson steps forward. Looking up and glaring into the face of Sandman}Jayson Matthews: You totally spell your name all weird bro.
{Sandman mutters some obscenities as the crowd laugh. Jayson’s mischievous grin fades back into serious.}Jayson Matthews: But you know what Sandman? I just wanted to tell you straight to your face that I am sick and tired of you attacking me! For the past month I've had to watch my back from the Council! First it was Ulf and now you and it's time to make it end! And I know you have a nasty reputation for being an xtreme bastard and yeah I've seen some examples but you know what?
{Jayson pats himself down and looks up at Sandman with a feint look of shock.}Jayson Matthews: I’m still standing here.
{The crowd cheer as he looks at the people and nods his head.}Jayson Matthews: I may be scarred up and hurt but I'm still standing here Sandman. And I may not even live to regret saying this….”
{He gulps in fear, then shakes his head and gets himself determined.}Jayson Matthews: But I was just wondering that now that we're both standing here face to face in the middle of this ring….
{Jayson gets into the face of the Sandman and musters up all the courage he can find and he asks him.}Jayson Matthews: If you’re ready to finish what you started?
{The crowd pop hard as Jayson drops his Invictus title on the ground and gets ready for a fight, Tyler looks worried in the background and Sandman just stares down at Matthews. Out of nowhere Sandman just starts laughing. He makes his way over to Tyler Jacobs and puts his arm around Tyler's shoulder still laughing. Once he somewhat composes himself Sandman responds.}Jason Sandman: He thinks that's the worst I can do. Does he not realize I’m just getting started. This is far from over. We still have Heir to the Throne for me to fuck him up, and then Imma take his belt. He's still got weeks of games left to play. Tell him all about it Tyler.
{Tyler Jacobs just looks scared, and is unable to find the words. Sandman seems pissed by this.}Jason Sandman: Guess I'll have to show him then.
Terri Morasco: oh no! I don't like the look in the eyes of The Sandman! This thing is going to break down!
Vasco Dias: This is great example of be careful what you wish for, right here, Terri!
{Sandman comes stomping toward Jayson Matthews and swings for a closeline, but Matthews is able to duck it! Jayson fires back with a few thigh kicks, jabs, and elbows that catch the bigger man off guard.}Terri Morasco: Matthews has Sandman reeling back!
Vasco Dias: What the? How is Jayson doing this!?
{Sandman has enough of the flurry and instinctively chops Matthews in the throats, Matthews immediately loses his breath and then Sandman just drives him into the mat with a ddt that looks like it just drills Jayson into the mat.}Vasco Dias: Ha! So much for that.
Terri Morasco: I don't think it's over yet, Vasco.
{Sandman grabs Jayson by the hair and pulls him up to his feet and shoves him into the corner. And just starts hammering blows onto his forehead at a steady pace.}Jason Sandman: Is this what you wanted? You wanted to know who I am? I'm your Daddy bitch! And now your gonna bleed!
{Sandman literally starts using his fingernails to start tearing at the stitches in Jayson’s head. Matthews struggles to push the bigger man off him and grits his teeth in pain.}Terri Morasco: This is sick! He is literally ripping at his stitches!
Vasco Dias: Like I said, be careful what you wish for. Jayson Matthews brought this on himself!
Terri Morasco: I can't believe you! Someone should do something!
{That someone, was Tyler Jacobs who ran up and clubs Sandman on the back. It didn't hurt Jason but it was enough to piss him off and he turns around and glares at Tyler Jacobs. Tyler immediately regrets his decision and starts backing up and begging for his life. Sandman grabs him by his neck tie and Sandman starts demanding him to piss himself! Tyler tries to beg him off but Sandman keeps demanding. Until Jayson Matthews comes flying in with a missile drop kick from the top rope and Sandman let's go of Tyler and staggers forward toward the ropes and the entrance ramp and as soon as he turns around he eats a Jayson Matthews Experience and stumbles back and out of the ring!}Terri Morasco: How do you like that Sandman?
Vasco Dias: I don't think this is a good thing, Terri, not at all. Jayson is in big trouble now!
{Jayson Matthews checks on Tyler to make sure he's alright while glaring up at the ramp and Sandman who is yelling furiously back at the ring and pointing.}Jason Sandman: You are gonna die at Heir to the Throne! Your dead Matthews! See you in the tournament.
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SINGLES MATCH
Todd Williams vs Seth Evans
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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Long Island, New York and weighing in at 210lb…The Redeemer, Todd Williams!
{Be Somebody begins to blast all across the speakers. The moment it does that is when Todd Williams comes out with his girlfriend Kimberly Matthews. Todd smiles as he runs out slapping the stretched out hands of all of the fans. That are cheering him on. He runs down to the ring and quickly slides inside. He holds his hand up as his girlfriend takes his place on the side of the ring. He bounces around passionately waiting for the match to start.}Alison Valance: And his opponent, from Miami, Florida and weighing in at 220lbs…The Guardian of the IWF, Seth Evans!
{All of the lights flicker out throughout the arena and turquoise tinted lights quickly replace while the opening guitar riff of “Blow Me Away” begins to play through the speakers. A roar of cheers rings from the majority of the fans in the arena and from the way that the camera does see them, it doesn’t appear that one single person is sitting in their seat; Seth emerges from behind the curtains dressed in his loose leather pants with the Halo symbol on his left leg. He lifts his hand above his eyes to block the blinding light from him to take a moment to look at the entire crowd, and smiles and nods his head in approval for the reception that he receives. Not moving from his spot at the top of the ramp, he brings his hands to his chest and jumps up and down a few times as if to get the blood flowing before finally landing, and hunching for a moment before breaking into a sprint; while sprinting down the ramp he slaps hands with many of the fans on one side of the front row but as he reaches the end of the ramp, he centres himself before taking a long jump and landing one foot on the apron, showing off his athleticism, and his hands reach forward to grip the rope and steady himself on the apron. Both of his hands grip the rope tightly before shaking the rope to fire himself up and quickly stepping between the top and middle rope, and breaking again into a sprint to one of the turnbuckles. While standing in there basking in the praise, he extends his arms out for several seconds and finally brings his hand in to pound his chest twice, and finally steps down from the turnbuckle to wait for the match to begin.}Terri Morasco: Time to get this next match underway, two honourable and fair competitors facing off against each other, in order to see who is the better.
{Both competitors meet in the centre of the ring and share a quick shake of the hands before the starting bell chimes. Immediately they class with a collar and elbow tie-up, each man vying for the position of advantage. Seth seizes the upper-hand and shifts into an over-the-shoulder arm drag, following up with a low roundhouse kick, a strike that is deftly blocked by the Redeemer, who replies with a dragon screw leg whip.}Vasco Dias: Quick spit in his eye or give him a low blow!
Terri Morasco: Why would they do that?
Vasco Dias: Cause I hate this good sportsmanship nonsense!
{Back to their feet, the two competitors stalk each other around the perimeter of the ring, watching and waiting for an opening. Seth tests Todd with a low roundhouse, which is evaded with a raise of the leg. Seth uses his own momentum, spinning around with a spinning backfist, which the Redeemer ducks and follows through with a single knee facebreaker. Todd Williams watches then charges forward as Seth moves to the corner to regain his senses. The Guardian of the IWF rolls over the ring ropes and onto the apron to avoid Todd’s flying forearm, the Redeemer unable to halt his charge and collides unceremoniously with the steel corner post.}Terri Morasco: Both competitors are quick on their feet and showing off some similar skills and moves. Hard to pick which one could come out on top.
Vasco Dias: Trust me. Regardless of who wins, we are all losing this bore-fest.
{As Todd Williams stumbles after his intimate meeting with the corner post, Seth Evans leaps off of the top ring rope and connects with an impressive springboard dropkick, following up with a lateral press pin.
1…
2…
Todd kicks out!}Vasco Dias: I will literally pay anyone in the back to interrupt this match and end it now.
Terri Morasco: Not everything is going to be backstabbing and dirty tactics. Sometimes we need to have a solid, legitimate contest between competitors.
Vasco Dias: You lie!
{The Saviour Seth Evans advances but in a sudden burst of energy, the Redeemer Todd Williams surprises his opponent with the T-Will Suplex. Todd motions to the crowd, riling them up to witness his Dream On standing moonsault. Unfortunately for Todd, Seth gets his knees up and the landing is not what the Redeemer had anticipated. Seth springs to his feet and takes Todd down with the Killjoy, spiking his head on the mat.}Terri Morasco: It’s hard to imagine coming out of that WITHOUT a head injury.
Vasco Dias: This match is doing me an injury.
Terri Morasco: Oh shut up! You’re like a spoilt child!
{With Todd down, Seth applies the patented Dragon Sleeper, adding in a grapevine for added leverage. The Redeemer struggles against the hold, vainly trying to break free, he is undoubtedly in a precarious position. In spite of the wrenching pain he is clearly going through Todd Williams is able to battle to a standing base and falls backward to crush The Saviour between himself and the nearby corner post. Todd tosses Seth to the mat and ascends the top turnbuckle, once more building the support of the amassed crowds.}Terri Morasco: This can only mean one thing!
Vasco Dias: It’s over?
Terri Morasco: If Todd Williams can connect with the Nightmare then it most likely will be.
Vasco Dias: Oh please connect!
{Todd Williams leaps from the top of the turnbuckle, arching his body and somersaulting through the air with the Nightmare. This time instead of Seth’s knees, Todd crashes down onto the bare ring mat, as Seth rolls out of the firing line of the swanton bomb. Seth hoists Todd onto his shoulders and amongst the adulation and appreciation of an excitable audience he connects with the Extermination, holding on for the cover.
1…
2…
3…}Vasco Dias: Well it wasn’t the Nightmare. But it will do. Now onto better things!
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SINGLES MATCH
Keira Hunter vs Crystal Millar
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Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall…
{"Hanging On By A Thread" by The Letter Black begins to play as Keira walks out onto the stage, a leather jacket covering her pale upper body, hanging open. At the eleven second mark as the lyrics begin, she rips the jacket off and heads to the ring.}Alison Valance: From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 128 pounds...KEIRA...HUNTEEER!!!
{Keira jumps up on the apron and steps into the ring. She starts smacking her fist into her hand, waiting for the match to begin.}Terri Morasco: This young lady has been turning some heads in this tournament. An upstart who came into this company during the Diamond In The Rough Tournament, and although not as fast as the likes of Rowan MacDonnough, Keira too is making a name for herself.
Vasco Dias: She’s high up in the standings, actually a win here tonight puts her at number one in the points standings.
Alison Valance: And her opponent…
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THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN IS HERE!!!!
I’m Coming Out by Diana Ross begins to blast all across the speakers and as that happens we are able to see Christina Millar emerging through the backstage curtain and the roaring cheers of the crowd are deafening. She isn’t alone as her best friend Zelda Knite comes out beside her. Crystal smiles as her grouping of paparazzi gather up in front of the ring and they snag photo after of the Latina beauty. She walks down the ramp as she begins to slap the hands of the roaring crowd. The crowd cheers loudly in return as they glance back at the Hollywood hottie, and Zelda smiles as she throws up the heart symbol.}Alison Valance: Residing in Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 115 pounds...THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN...CRYSTAAAAAL MILLAR!
{Her following of paparazzi meet her as does a red carpet. She takes in appeal of the cameras smiling as flashes begin to go off one after another. She then runs up the steps where she walks towards the middle of the apron. She blows kisses out to the crowd before she drops into a split entering the ring. The crowd begins to go nuts and she waits patiently for the match to begin.}Terri Morasco: This is a chance for Crystal to reclaim some of the points in this tournament.
Vasco Dias: She has a long way to go, but this would be a pretty decent victory despite Keira’s relative inexperience.
{The bell rings and the two competitors step forward, Crystal not really talking trash per say, but instead talking herself up as Keira just stands there, silent. The two get read and lock up center of the ring with Keira managing to get the best of the lock up, pushing Crystal back into the corner. The referee looks for a clean break and it looks like Keira is going to give it before sticking her boot right in the gut of Crystal, stomping her down into the corner before walking out to the center of the ring with a scream that sets off the fans.}Terri Morasco: A bit of a mean streak by the young woman.
Vasco Dias: She’s learning week in and week out just a little bit more to succeed.
{Keira turns to Crystal and charges in, but Crystal meets her with an elbow to the side of the face that sends her stumbling to the center of the ring. Crystal comes out with a Clothesline that takes the pale warrior down, and follows it with another and another before lifting a staggered Keira into the air and slamming her to the mat below before going out to stand on the apron before Springboarding to the top rope and flipping forward with a Front Flip Leg Drop, right across the chest of Keira, grabbing her leg for a cover…
ONE!
TWO!
NO!}Terri Morasco: A great move by Crystal showing off her athleticism.
Vasco Dias: But it didn’t get the job done, and she needs to continue the momentum.
{Crystal stands to her feet and stalks Keira who is pulling herself up with the ropes. Crystal throws her foot forward looking for the “Flashing Lights” Kick but Keira ducks and as Crystal turns, Keira thrusts her foot forward with a Standing Thrust Kick to the face of the Silver Screen Queen, taking her out.}Terri Morasco: What a kick!
Vasco Dias: She too though can’t capitalize.
{As Vasco stated, Keira, after the kick, is leaned up against the ropes as Crystal lies on her back in the center of the ring. Crystal though seems to be recovering, getting up to a seated position when Keira charges in and plants her knee into the face of Crystal with a Shining Wizard! Keira then rolls over and drapes her arm over the down Millar…
ONE!
TWO!
THRNO!}Terri Morasco: And now it’s Crystal showing some resiliency here.
Vasco Dias: She is a former Shieldmaiden. There’s definitely skill there, she’s just never been able to break through the glass ceiling.
{Keira seems frustrated, slapping the mat. She looks at Crystal who is now rolled over on her stomach. Keira pulls Crystal up by the waist and goes to hit her with a German Suplex...ROLL UP BY CRYSTAL
ONE!
TWO!
NO!
The two are to their feet and Keira hits a clothesline, grabbing Crystal by the arm and pulling her into another, and then another. She pulls Crystal into a knee to the gut before trying to underhook both arms, but Crystal is able to pull free pushing Keira into the ropes before firing off a “Flashing Lights” Chick Kick to the face!}Terri Morasco: This might be Crystal’s opportunity!
Vasco Dias: She’s headed to the top!
{Crystal is on the top turnbuckle and looks down at Keira before lunging off with a 630 Senton!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE...KEIRA GETS HER FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!}Terri Morasco: Crystal had this match won!
Vasco Dias: Great ring awareness though by the youngster.
{Crystal slumps up against the ropes, not believing that Keira was able to escape the pin attempt. She looks around as the crowd applauds the efforts of the two girls in the ring. Crystal sees Keira down and looks at the turnbuckle again as the crowd starts chanting “One more time!”
Crystal steps out to the apron and climbs as the crowd cheers. She looks around and then down at Keira, but it’s too late and Keira is up to her feet, taking out the legs of Crystal, crotching her on the top turnbuckle. Keira then reaches up, grabbing Crystal by the head, pulling her down out of the corner, onto her pale shoulders before flipping her over with her version of the Ushigoroshi that she calls the “Spirit Breaker”!
She jumps on Crystal for the cover…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The bell rings.}Terri Morasco: What a HUGE win for Keira Hunter over a former Shieldmaiden!
Vasco Dias: That’s called capitalizing on the situation. She forced Crystal to make an error, and then she made her pay for it.
{Keira’s hand is raised as she looks down at Crystal with a smirk before leaving the ring, raising her arms overhead as she backs up the ramp with a smile on her face.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
Three’s Company
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{"Unbreakable" hits the PA, and the Shanghai crowd comes alive as Andrew Jacobsen walks out of the back, microphone in hand and a determined look on his face. He high-fives a few of the fans as he walks down the ramp, but his usual showmanship is nowhere to be found. Andrew rolls under the bottom rope, standing up and wasting no time as he begins to talk.}Andrew Jacobsen: So, I know Legacy is next week, and it's supposed to be all about the Heir and Heiress to the Throne tournaments, but...I've had a few weeks off already, and I'm starting to get that itch, y'know? Keep a man out of a ring too long, keep a CHAMPION out of the ring...it's just not right. I'm not here to sit on the sidelines, and this belt of mine isn't just a conversation piece. It's a championship, to be won and DEFENDED.
{Andrew lets the sentence hang in the air for a long moment before continuing.}Andrew Jacobsen: And I'm not looking for a night off. So to all the card-makers in the back, and especially to you, Roberto, I'm making it simple: I want a match at Legacy. I don't care who it's against, I don't care what kind of match it is. I'm not flying out to Legacy just to enjoy the scenery.
{Another pause, and this time Andrew walks over to the ropes, leaning over them as a slight smirk crosses his face.}Andrew Jacobsen: But then again, I'm not just out here to run my mouth. I'm not the only one with business to discuss. If you folks don't mind, I'm going to invite a guest to join me...so Cable Arcane, how about you get on down here?
{The fans in Shanghai pop huge as "Long Live the Chief" hits the pa. Cable Arcane marches out onto the ramp in a stellar looking black three piece suit. Cable looks around with a bit of a smirk as the crowd begins to chant for him in their native tongue.}Vasco Dias: What the hell is he doing here!? Cable is banned from the arena!
Terri Morasco: You heard Andrew, Cable is his guest!
Vasco Dias: Jacobsen is playing with fire!
{Arcane makes his way down to the ring, lingering a bit at the steps before climbing up. Arcane enters the ring and he and Andrew exchange a quick hand shake before Cable pats the center plate of the Imperial Championship and whispers something to Jacobsen. Andrew nods and says audibly "Anytime" before handing the mic to Cable Arcane.}Cable Arcane: At Lineage Roberto Verona not only screwed me, Spike Kane and Mike Laszlo but he screwed you! The IWF FANS!!!
{The crowd in Shanghai cheers for Cable as Andrew nods in approval.}Cable Arcane: Roberto Verona robbed us the opportunity to shut down the Council once and for all and now like the House of Howlett before them, The Council is running rough shod over the IWF! But Verona doesn't care about that! All Roberto Verona cares about is putting himself over! He saw a chance to outshine the best the IWF has ever seen and he took it by screwing all of us over!
{Andrew applauds from the corner of the ring.}Cable Arcane: Thing is, Roberto Verona made a mistake when he left me still breathing! He had his chance to finish me off last week and failed! I'm still standing! I'm still fighting! And I am not leaving this ring until Roberto Verona comes out here and faces me like a man!
{King of the World blasts out of the PA system as the capacity crowd erupts into its traditional chorus of boos as Roberto Verona struts out confidently from behind the curtains, followed closely by the man mountain who attacked Cable last week. Verona clutches a microphone and smiles down at the ring.}Roberto Verona: Cable, Cable, Cable… if I didn’t know you any better I’d say you sounded a little bitter. You must still be smarting from that beating the Council gave you, I guess your pride is a little bruised.
{Verona smiles as the crowd boo.}Roberto Verona: Speaking of screwing, you sure did screw up last week didn’t you? Have you learned nothing about me? I am and always will be one step ahead of you, Cable. Do you think I’d usher in an age of chaos into IWF where I allowed you all to consume one another and not ensure jumped up little upstarts like you couldn’t get anywhere near me?
{Verona points to the man behind him.}Roberto Verona: I think you two are already acquainted, allow me to introduce you to Ivar Ulriksson… I’m sorry to say, he really doesn’t like you, Cable, I couldn’t imagine why, maybe it’s because you’re an arrogant piece of trash who likes to circumvent strict orders with your new friend Andrew there.
{Verona turns his attention back to the ring.}Roberto Verona: I bet you thought that was a smart move, huh “champ”? Well congratulations, by conspiring with the wrong person you’ve drawn the short straw. I’ll consider allowing you to wrestle at Legacy, on one condition. You survive the evening. Effective immediately I am placing a bounty on the head of Andrew Jacobsen, any IWF superstar who manages to leave him laying on his back this evening will be guaranteed a spot in a number one contendership match at Legacy, for a chance to face the illegitimate champion at Freedom Fight Night…
{The crowd boos again as Cable has had enough.}Cable Arcane: I’m done hearing you talking, I don’t care if I have to walk through your friend or not I’m going to give these fans exactly what they paid to see…
Terri Morasco: Here we go!
Vasco Dias: This idiot is going to get what is coming to him.
{Cable tosses his mic down and slides out of the ring as the roof erupts on the arena. Cable charges up the ramp as Ivar stands in front of Verona who smiles from behind his imposing frame. Arcane gets metres away from the giant, who doesn’t flinch… when suddenly he is barrelled furiously to the ground by another giant from behind! Ivar grabs Rob and yanks him off the steel ramp as he is joined by the other man who grabs ahold of Cable too. The pair march him over to the side of the stage before tossing Cable over the edge straight into an technical area below! Cable crashes through a table, knocking several monitors flying as sparks burst from the impact as the two behemoths stare down at their handiwork, their nostrils flared furiously as the crowd chants “holy shit”. Verona slowly walks over to the edge of the stage with a mic in his hand, laughing to himself before crouching down to look at the carnage.}Vasco Dias: I told you Morasco! Cable has bitten off more than he can chew!
Terri Morasco: Look at these size of these two, where did he even come from!?
Roberto Verona: Forgive me, Cable. I forgot to inform you, I managed to get a buy one, get the other free deal over here. Meet Ivar’s brother, Bjorn. You’ll be getting a lot more acquainted with them both at Legacy. You see, if you want me to even consider a match with you you’re going to have to survive, for twenty minutes, in a street fight with both Ivar and Bjorn here, and Andrew…
{Verona turns to look at the champ with a look of pure spite.}Roberto Verona: Your bounty is active, I suggest if you want to make it to the end of the evening you don’t try to be a hero. Good luck, champ.
{Verona tosses his mic down into the mangled wreckage that contains Cable as the three look down at him and we go to our first commercial break, closing on the image of Andrew Jacobsen looking up from the ring.}----------------------------------------------------------
TAG TEAM MATCH
Spike Kane & Mike Laszlo vs Ryan Shane & Devlin Raine
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{The crowd grow silent as the lights go out, pyros explode abruptly as the drums and guitars kick in a pyro explodes around the stage.}"BORN INTO THIS WORLD, OF HATRED!"
{On the word "hatred" another pyro explodes either side of the ramp way as Spike Kane appears through the smoke. He stands with his arms outstretched, fists balled up soaking in the reaction from the crowd. After a few seconds he simply heads right to the ring, rolling under the bottom rope and standing right in the centre of the ring, extending his arms once more, before the lights fade to normal and the music fades.}Terri Morasco: I don’t see how this is going to work out for anyone, there’ so much bad blood going around here something is bound to happen.
Vasco Dias: Great, isn’t it?
{"Cult of Personality" by Living Colour hits the sound system, Mike Laszlo walking out onto the stage, followed by Alexis Caffrey, to an abundance of cheers from the crowd. Surveying those who cheer, a grin comes over his face as he heads for the ring with a confident walk, Alexis by his side holding his other hand.}Alison Valance: Now entering the ring the team of SPIKE KANE And MIKE LASZLO!
{The two get to the end of the ramp before Mike turns to Alexis and lifts her onto the apron and climbing in Mike enters the ring and he and Spike stare each other down sharing choice words as Alexis slips off the apron watching the two}Terri Morasco: You could cut this tension with a knife!
{“Angry Heart” by Otherwise begins to play throughout the arena. The entrance ramp is dimly lit as the figure of Ryan Shane makes his way out from behind the curtain. Pyro goes off as Shane makes his way down the ramp with Laura Howlett in tow as the fans erupt in a mixture of cheers and boos pausing at the apron as he bounces on his toes.}Vasco Dias: What’s he waiting..
“IT’S AN OMEN!!”
{The Lights Darken as the Into of "OMEN" start to play, whilst the beat picks up Devlin emerges from the crowd wearing his jacket and the Guy Fawkes mask , the Destiny Dealer steps up on the guard railing slowly as he slips off the mask and jacket to toss them to the side before he and Shane enter the ring at the same time form two different angles Dev points at Kane and Laszlo and then looks at Shane, the two of them exchanging words as well before Spike Kane shoves Laszlo aside and moves for the and Devlin dodges the incoming punch as Shane collects it and rolls to the outside as Devlin bounces back smiling at Spike}Terri Morasco: I guess we know who’s starting.
Vasco Dias: The great faker Devlin Raine against the God of extreme!
{Devlin is quick to charge forwards to Meet Spike catching a quick arm drag on Spike, then a second Devlin has a quick look at Shane who has now picked himself up before Devlin charges Spike who hits Devlin with a stiff headbutt! Devlin staggers back, so does Spike there’s a Dual Blind tag from Both partners before Laszlo pulls Spike aside and Shane does the same the two of them colliding mid ring with clotheslines! Before Laszlo gets up first to hit an arm drag only to get caught by Shane who hits a quick leg swept into a pin, Laszlo kicks out straight away catching with his own leg sweep Shane kicks out Laszlo is up to catch Shane with a quick boot and a whip to the ropes only for Shane to cartwheel past Laszlo’s waiting hip toss and strut away cockily taking a moment to hard Tag Devlin in as Laszlo puts his hands on his hips and waits}Vasco Dias: The Mind games by Shane! Top tier by our glorious Man of Steel Champion!
Terri Morasco: I’m not sure Devlin appreciates the way he was tagging in by the look on his face , now measuring up with Laszlo after getting his bell rung by that headbutt!
{Devlin and Laszlo circle each other before they lock up and Laszlo hits a Headlock with a smile on his face, then a takedown Devlin takes a moment keeping a shoulder off the mat Devil slowly works his way up towards a set of ropes and as Mike is leant back Spike takes the tag rope to as long as it can go, leans across and slaps the back of Laszlo’s head to tag himself in before Devlin tries to whip Laszlo off, Mike reverses and Spike and Mike hit the incoming Devlin with a double back elbow even as they argue And Spike is clearly making the motion like it was just a tag before stomping on Devlin as he tries to sit up.}Terri Morasco: Devlin Raine getting caught up in the dispute between Spike and Mike!
Vasco Dias: Raine is going to be in for a bad time…
{Spike Stomps a few more Times on Devlin and then picks him up to body Slam him, only for Mike To shake his head disapprovingly and the two exchange words before Spike picks Devlin up to cover him and Devlin kicks out Spike looks up at Laszlo who appears to be telling Spike how to properly perform a body slam Spike starts to drag Devlin over and start to get in Laszlo’s face only for Laszlo to Chop Spike Kane on the chest, Kane looks down goes beat red and the referee starts to count to 5! Laszlo picks Devlin up and Body slams him and shouts at Spike only to get Chopped himself and Spike Kane climbs into the ring and Body Slams Devlin Meanwhile Shane watches on, with a …somewhat amused expression on his features as Spike positions Dev in the unfriendly corner}Terri Morasco: This is becoming a sadistic game of one –ups manship!
Vasco Dias: Hopefully they’ll injure Raine again!
{Spike stomps on Raine some more and then is tagged harsh on the bac by Laszlo who Stomps on Raine and Spike together, Then Spike has to leave, Spike returns the favour on Mike and this carries on a couple of times until the two start to argue not quite noticing that Devlin has started to crawl out the corner towards Shae an arm out stretched before Mike, now legal and chest and shoulder the same colour as Spike’s from all the hard tags storms over to Devlin and picks him up only for Devlin to land and Enziguri, giving himself a little breathing space Laszlo moves forwards again to hook in the Malicious intent Hoisting Devlin up only for Devling to Somehow free himself and slide Down Laszlo’s Back spinning him Around to Hit The BRAIN DANCE before starting once more to crawl to his corner, Spike’s hand extended and waiting for Laszlo to do the same}Terri Morasco: Raine coming back to life!
Vasco Dias: Running like a coward for the tag! To our hero! TO THE KING OF DETROIT!
{Indeed Devlin makes the diving tag even as Laszlo does the same Shane comes flying out the corner to hit Spike with a flying forearm rolling up to hit a Snapping Lariat, charging for the ropes to hit Spike with a forearm and making a quick Cover, Spike doesn’t let the ref get past one as Shane picks up Spike , Spike breaks loose, hit another snapping head but to the gut kicks Ryan shone up to a standing base before Shane cuts him off with a thumb to the eye and then works into the opening flurry of the Southpaw shuffle! }Terri Morasco: A shortcut by Shane!
Vasco Dias: YES Our Man of Steel showing how it’s done!
{As Shane winds up for the Discus Punch Spike ducks under and kicks Shane in the Gut pulling him in with a front Facelock. Shane for his part arches back to land a Right Now-thern Lights Suplex}ONE
TWO
KICKOUT!!
{Shane is quick to Pull Spike up even a s Devlin shouts something at Shane Spike pushes Shane off and start to move towards his corner, Shane seems to collect what Devlin is saying and with a quick look at Howlett Tags Devlin In! Spike for his part lunges for the tag only to have Laszlo pull his hand away. Spike looks up pissed off. Mike steps in the ring and stands over Spike.}Mike Laszlo: You thought I was a bad partner before? THIS IS A BAD PARTNER!
{Spike stands to his feet and is in Laszlo’s face. Mike smirks and shoves Spike right into a waiting Devlin who rolls him up…}ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
{Devlin stands up in victory arms raised with a wide smile s Spike rolls out and tries to catch Laszlo who has left the ring and is already up the ramp with Alexis.}Alison Valance: Here are your winners The team of Ryan Shane and Devlin…
{Alison barely gets another word out before Shane hits Devlin with the SOMEDAY SNAP his face twisted in rage and shouting at Devlin as he stomps on him}Ryan Shane: I WON THIS….THIS WAS MINE! HOW DARE YOU STEAL THIS FROM ME!
Terri Morasco: Shane has just lost it!
Vasco Dias: Did you not see the blatant disrespect Raine showed our Man of Steel by taking his rightful victory?!
{Shane takes a moment to stomp on Devlin some more and the put his knee into the ropes standing on the ankle before dropping a vicious Knee across the joint and Delvin’s face tells the story as Shane rolls out with a smirk and leaving Devlin in the ring as “Angry Heart” by Otherwise begins to play and Shane dust his shoulder off}Vasco Dias: The Man of steel sending a message to the pretender to the crown and to all those who dare face him!
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SEGMENT
A Threat?
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{We cut backstage to find Steve Awesome stepping out of Riley Gordon's office. He steps around the corner and finds Tiffany Jones and a camera crew waiting for him. He shakes his head and sighs.}Steve Awesome: I didn't join the Council.
Tiffany Jones: Steve Awesome, everyone wants to know if-
{Tiffany stops and realizes he already answered her question before he asked it. Even with his sunglasses on you can tell he was rolling his eyes.}Steve Awesome: People have been asking me all week, Tiffany. I had to come here tonight and sign some paperwork, I figured you might ask me if you had the chance. No, Tiffany I am not joining The Council.
{Steve crossed his arms over his chest and stood his ground.}Tiffany Jones: But last week, you helped Xavier Cross get a big win.
Steve Awesome: Look, that's true I did. But I owed him one. He helped me out before in our past and he called in the return last week. Now him and I are even. Simple as that….”
{Steve tries to walk away but he's cut off by Xavier Cross himself.}Xavier Cross: Ah but see my friend it's not that simple, really.
{Steve couldn't help but to notice how aggressive Cross came on at first but he got himself together and the friendly smile came out.}Xavier Cross: You see the boys in the Council, I sort of got there hopes up that they were going to get another brother into the fold. Especially lil Ulf, he got exceptionally giddy. I can't come back empty handed bro, your gonna make me look like a jerk in front of the guys.
{Xavier puts his fist out and he waits for a few moments and Steve doesn't fist bump him.}Xavier Cross: Come on man, don't leave me hanging here.
{Steve just shakes his head.}Steve Awesome: I'm sorry man. Look I've had enough of big evil groups to last a lifetime after last year. We can still be cool or whatever but I'm not going to join your little club. I don't think that Sandman dude bathes properly and that's really not my scene. Good luck tonight, deuces.”
{Steve starts to walk away again.}Xavier Cross: Do not walk away from me!
{Steve picks up on the bass in his voice and Steve turns around and looks around to try and figure out who Cross thought he was.}Steve Awesome: Excuse me?
Xavier Cross: Look, Steve, you have to join us. We're a family. Even though tonight Verona is trying to put us at odds, we are going to persevere through this and become even more close. We have unity and nothing can break that bond. You belong in our family. My family. By my side as my brother in arms. I can give you everything you ever wanted. You and your family. You have to say yes….you don't want to know what will happen if you say no.
{Steve slowly pulls off his sunglasses.}Steve Awesome: Is that a threat?
Xavier Cross: Say yes and you won't have to find out.
Steve Awesome: oh well then my answer is simple Cross. Council deez nuts!”
{He fondles himself and then crotch chops.}Steve Awesome: Ha! Suck it! I’m out of here.
{Xavier just glares at him. He felt betrayed and angry.}Xavier Cross: If your not with us, then you're against us.
{All of a sudden Ulf Hednir, Jason Sandman and Kole Kaos come out of nowhere and just start mauling Steve Awesome like a pack of dogs. All you can see is The Council members swarming and all you could hear were thuds, slaps and grunts of pain from Steve. After an amount of time that felt too long, they stopped beating up Steve who just lays on the ground curled up on the floor. In the background you can hear Xavier's theme music playing in the arena.}Xavier Cross: oops I better get my ref shirt! Let's go boys.
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TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
By Executive Order of Roberto Verona, the winner will be granted automatic entry into the 2017 Heir to the Throne Finals
w/ Special Guest Referee: Xavier Cross
Jason Sandman vs Ulf Hednir vs Kole Kaos
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{"Rebirth" by Bone Thugz-n-Harmony hits the loud speakers, out from behind the curtain steps Xavier Cross. A smirk on his face, a microphone in his hand. He's wearing a black shirt, with white stripes, 'The Council' logo over the chest.}Vasco Dias: "Say what you want about The Council, but they crank out merchandise seemingly every week."
Terri Morasco: "An inverted ref shirt, with the council logo on it hardly sounds original."
Vasco Dias: "But you can order it from TheCouncil.com/shop, for 12.99, 15.99 for XL's."
Terri Morasco: "Did...did you just plug The Council."
Vasco Dias: "IWF signs my paychecks, but a hundred bucks is a hundred bucks."
{Cross slides into the ring, getting a mixed reaction from the crowd. Clapping his hands together, he bows towards the hard camera, before prancing around the ring.}Xavier Cross: "Ladies and Gentlemen of China, may I first say...Thank you. It is due to you that we have been able to push World War Three back, and deeply, from my heart, I appreciate that...because there is only one way this world is gonna end...and that's at the hands of..."
IWF Fans: "THE COUNCIL!"
Xavier Cross: "Tonight....oh tonight, you will be treated to the greatest exhibition this pathetic company has to offer. Roberto Verona is an asshole, but he knows the business. He thinks that pitting my three brothers against one another is an easy way to create a schism. Hanging a delicious snack of an automatic entry into Heir to the Throne tournament for the winner. An automatic ban from the tournament if we decide to turn this into a mockery of the competitive aspect of this sport. In one final act of unity before facing each other, we sent a message to my blood brother, Steve Awesome...it may not be a popular decision, but it was the correct one. When you don't stand with us, you stand against us....and that will never be tolerated..."
{Cross chuckles a bit.}Xavier Cross: "If being a mockery of this sport is a case for being banned, Ryan Shane should have been kicked out years ago. Alas, we are backed into a corner, destroy our brothers for a chance to achieve immortality, or turn our backs. I mean, I know the buy rate for that Pay Per View plummets if The Council isn't involved, and Verona knows that. You all know I'm here to do two things...To burn this company to the ground, and make mean green."
{Cross rubs his fingers together gesturing money.}Xavier Cross: "So you know what's gonna happen tonight. You're gonna see Kole Kaos, the King of the Dark Domain, taking on The Young King of the North Ulf Hednir, taking on The Head Horsemen of the End of Days, Death himself, Jason Sandman. You're gonna see these three men compete...tonight. You know why because The Council believes in competing. The council believes in fighting. And you, you believe in The Council!"
{The arena goes black as the intro for White Zombie's Blood Milk and Sky comes over the PA system. Once the drums and guitar kick in a dark green hue overtakes the arena and smoke overtake the stage. "The siren sings a lonely song, Of all the wants and hunger, 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 the 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 his opponent, or up the ramp with disgust on his face as he waits for the match to start. Cross walks over, the two men share a nod. Cross goes to pat Kole down checking for any foreign objects. Kole pushes Cross back, but not before Cross grabs his ass. Kole throws a punch but pulls back as Cross flinches leaping back laughing.}Vasco Dias: "You would think that Cross may be able to pull the human side out of Kole Kaos."
Terri Morasco: "If we learned anything from that behind the wheel look at The Council, Kole Kaos is the kinda dad who left the military and is just focused on working in his shop day in and out."
Vasco Dias: "That...is oddly descriptive Terri..."
{Am I a Psycho comes on the speakers and as it begins Deal With It Bitch Productions Presents logo come on the Teletron. When the opening words are heard the name of Jason Sandman shows up on the teletron. Jason Sandman comes out of the entranceway and as he raises his Singapore cane and a steel chair wrapped in barbwire in the air pyro shoots off. Jason Sandman runs down to the ring, throwing the cane and chair over before sliding under the ropes. The cane flies a little higher than Jason meant to and catches Xavier in the back of the head sending him stumbling forward into the ring ropes. The camera sees Kole shaking his head, as Sandman begins laughing. Cross turns around pointing his finger at Sandman, who lifts his arms up like he didn't do anything, still laughing.}Vasco Dias: "Good to see that just because he is a referee, one bump isn't gonna take Xavier out."
Terri Morasco: "Because IWF refs don't have company healthcare..."
Vasco Dias: "Are you implying that our referee union is running an insurance scam?"
{The opening guitar riff for “Raise Your Horns” by Amon Amarth starts to play throughout the speakers, there is a mixed reaction from the crowd… more cheers than not; Ulf Hednir emerges from behind the curtains wearing a wolf headdress and his standard wrestling attire, and he still sports a smile to the crowd as he gets to the center of the stage before crouching down and stretches his legs out; as he stands up, he reaches to his side to withdraw his drinking horn and salutes the crowd before drinking the ale from the horn; he places the horn back at his side and hurries down the ramp not bothering to meet and greet with the fans along the side, and then he walks around to the back of the ring where he takes off his wolf headdress and drinking horn; he hands both to the time keeper. He then steps toward the ring and slides under the bottom rope, and is quick to get to his feet as he does a light jog around the ring before grabbing the top rope and testing its durability… after being satisfied with the durability, he shouts, “Skål!” out to the crowd, and while some return the shout, it is less than he likes to hear. But he pays little mind to it, and just waits for the match to begin.} Vasco Dias: "Ulf looks to be just as focused on this match as when he took on Jayson Matthews."
Terri Morasco: "It's hard to say who's the favorite here...each man has an amazing strength and very few weaknesses..."
Vasco Dias: "We win, the fans win!"
{Cross glances at the three men, pointing at them, asking if they are ready. Each nod, as Cross turns and calls for the bell before stepping back into a corner himself. Kole slides down sitting, looking over at Sandman and then Ulf, before turning his attention to Cross who's walking over.}Kole Kaos: "I have no interest in this match. If those two choose to attack me, they'll regret it...However, if they can boil my blood...I may change my mind..."
{The smile on Kole's face, as Sandman and Ulf, look a little surprised at the gesture, as they turn to Cross.}Xavier Cross: "You heard the man, you gotta kick each other's asses before he gets off his. Give the old man a break!"
Kole Kaos: "Cross."
Xavier Cross: "You're very handsome."
{Kole turns his head, as Sandman and Ulf begin to circle each other in the center of the ring. Ulf looks down seeing the Singapore Cane, as Sandman claps his hands, pointing at it telling Ulf to pick it up. Ulf shakes his head, as he steps forward and the two men lock up. Ulf gets the advantage, dropping Sandman into a headlock. Backing Ulf backward until they're at the ring ropes. Sandman steps forward as he pushes Ulf forward who charges into the ropes, rebounding Sandman goes for a shoulder block, but Ulf's momentum plants Sandman into the mat. Ulf looks down, as Sandman rolls over and Ulf charges rebounding off the ropes again looking for a moment. Sandman pops to his feet catching Ulf with an arm drag taking the young man down to the mat. Sandman doesn't let go, sending a series of punches into Ulf's arm trying to weaken it up. Ulf grunts in pain, but counters the punches by headbutting Sandman. The impact rings through the arena as the two men roll away from each other, quickly getting to their feet. Sandman is grinning a bit staring down the serious Ulf. The two men step forward locking up once more.}Vasco Dias: Ulf and Sandman are starting this off as Kole watches on.
Terri Morasco: "The two men are out to prove themselves, but also put on a show."
{Sandman dips under Ulf's arm, getting behind him. Sandman throws a couple of clubbing blows to the back of Ulf, before kicking him in the back of the knee, forcing Ulf down. Sandman charges across the ring, gaining momentum as he rebounds off the ropes hitting a low dropkick to the chest of Ulf, sending the young man backward with tremendous force. Sandman rises to his feet, pounding his chest. He looks at the prone Ulf, before looking over at Kole. Giving him a motion to come get some, Kole yawns a bit. Sandman's right eye twitches a bit as he goes to take a step towards Kole. But Ulf grabs him by his back, getting him with a school boy pin. Cross looks a bit surprised as he slides down for the count, but misjudges the slide, and flies out of the ring crashes on his ass on the floor below. Sandman flips out of the school boy, as him and Ulf crawl over to the ring ropes to see Cross grabbing his ass. The two men begin laughing with the audience, as we see Kole shaking his head.}Vasco Dias: "Xavier Cross didn't go to the referee school did he!"
Terri Morasco: "That's a thing?"
Vasco Dias: "If Nighthawk can open a wrestling school, then any moron can open a school."
{Cross rolls back to his feet, as Ulf and Sandman climb to their feet. The two men look at each other for a moment, before glancing over at Kole. Cross slides back into the ring, glancing at his stable mates before letting out a sigh. Ulf and Sandman begin to make their way at Kole, who looks up at the two still looking bored.}Jason Sandman: "C'mon, don't be a poor sport!"
Ulf Hednir: "Da! Vight us!"
Xavier Cross: "Vight? Ulf I swear to god."
{Ulf turns shrugging his shoulders, as Sandman kneels down.}Jason Sandman: "You scared Kole?"
{Kole raises a brow, before reaching up grabbing the top rope with either hand as he jerks himself to his feet. Sandman pops up as the two men stare down. Ulf looks at either man, as Kole and Sandman are in each other's faces. Neither making a move. Kole Kaos has a very calm look on his face, as Sandman is smiling wickedly. But before either man can do anything. Ulf charges forwards grabbing both men by a leg, and flipping them over the top rope. Sandman and Kole crash to the ground, as Ulf looks a bit surprised it worked.}Xavier Cross: "Nice!"
Vasco Dias: "Ulf Hednir has taken complete control after dumping his stable mates out of the ring!"
Terri Morasco: "Did you feel how tense the arena was when Jason and Kole were having that staredown?"
Vasco Dias: "Ulf needs to capitalize or else he's gonna have those two looking to give little brother a beat down."
{Sandman and Kole begin stirring on the outside, before getting to their feet a little dazed from the surprise attack. Ulf points at the two men, as he gets a running start, leaping over the top rope for a suicide dive. He hits both men, sending them smashing into the barricade, Ulf lands on his feet. Staring down both men, Ulf raises his arms in the air as the fans get to their feet cheering him on. Stepping forward, Ulf goes to keep the offense on Kole, but Kole steps up hitting him with a clubbing forearm sending the young star back. Kole looks a little angry now, as he sends a hard jab into the gut of Ulf. Staggering back, Ulf is grabbing his midsection, he looks up to see Kole charging at him like a bolt of lighting as Kole spears Ulf through the barricade and into the timekeeper's area. The two men are down, as Sandman watches the chaos with a huge smile on his face. Cross hops out of the ring, checking on Ulf and Kole, as he shrugs his shoulders.}Vasco Dias: "By god, Kole Kaos just split Ulf in half!"
Terri Morasco: "Cross wasn't lying that none of these men were gonna hold anything back."
Vasco Dias: "You gotta say though, after that spear, Jason Sandman's odd are going up."
Terri Morasco: "Because he wasn't broken in half like Ulf, or he didn't ram his head at that kinda speed into the barricade with a spear like Kole Kaos, you're very observant Vasco..."
{Cross hops onto the barricade, as he grabs a beer from a fan. Sandman looks at him for a moment, as Cross offers him a drink. Jason takes the beer, chugging it before handing Xavier an empty cup. Cross looks down, a hint of sadness in his eyes.}Xavier Cross: "...Keep it up and that'll be grounds for being disqualified."
{Jason winks at Cross, as the two men look over seeing Kole and Ulf stirring to their feet. Sandman takes a deep breath, putting his hands together centering his chi like a legendary martial artist. His eyes snap open, as he charges, letting out a battle cry as he leaps into the air crashing into Ulf and Kole, taking both men back down to the ground. Sandman goes on a tear as he begins swinging wild left and rights hitting both Ulf and Kole. Sandman pops to his feet, beating his chest. Reaching down he grabs Ulf, throwing him over the barricade and into the crowd. Sandman turns to face Kole, but is caught with a hard right fist from Kaos. Sandman staggers back, clutching his jaw as he smirks a bit sending a hard left catching Kole in the face. Kole staggers back, wiping a bit of blood from his lip. The two men stare at each other for a moment, acknowledging one another. After the brief pause, the two warriors proceed to start beating the hell out of one another with wild swings. Cross is watching intently clapping his hands watching Kole and Jason beat the living hell out of each other, and the fans are eating it up as well.}Vasco Dias: "Jason Sandman is the most unstable man in wrestling today and I love it!"
Terri Morasco: "He's a danger to himself and everyone around him, which I'm fine with because Kole is the closest, but...they are getting closer to us..."
Vasco Dias: "Where is your sense of adventure! These two men are gonna beat each other senseless for our amusement!"
{Kole hits a hard forearm sending Sandman back. Kole motions for Sandman to bring it on, Sandman laughs maniacally as a cut has opened from his eye. Grabbing a steel chair, Sandman hurls it at Kole catching the big guy in the face. Kole turns his back, clutching his face as Sandman holds his hand up like a gun, pointing at Kole he 'pulls the trigger' before charging forward hitting a gore to the back of Kole Kaos, the two men slam hard into the spanish announce table with enough force to knock the drinks, and television monitors off the table. Sandman rolls over, looking up at the ceiling as he laughs. Kole is in pain, but he looks excited now. Ulf is on his feet, as he leans against the barricade.}Xavier Cross: "Ulf, you're awake...go get 'em!"
{Nodding, Ulf looking more fired up leaps onto the barricade, Jason Sandman is stirring to his feet. Ulf is showing surprisingly agility and balance as he runs across the barricade launching himself into the air with momentum. he looks for the Thor's Rage, but Kole Kaos is on his feet. Catching Ulf in the air, he squeezes the young brother tightly. Sandman smirks a bit, as he grabs Kole from behind, spinning his hips, Jason Sandman shows off an insane amount of strength lifting Kaos, who's holding Ulf, as the three men are slammed backward going through the Spanish announce table. All three men are out. Cross has a shocked look on his face as he checks on his stable mates.}IWF Fans: HORRY SHIT! HORRY SHIT! HORRY SHIT!
Vasco Dias: "Sweet Christmas, three-fifths of the council just went through that table together!"
Terri Morasco: "Ulf showed his athleticism, Kole showed up reflexes and strength, and Jason Sandman reached into some deep dark place to slam himself and his Council brothers through that table!"
Vasco Dias: "Cross is checking on all three!"
{Cross is kneeling next to Jason Sandman, he reaches into his pocket pulling out a bandaid, he places it on the cut about Jason Sandman's eye, it literally does nothing for the bleeding. He leans down to kiss it, but Sandman pokes him in the eye. Cross staggers back holding it, as he gives Sandman the finger. Sandman begins laughing once more as he kips up to his feet. Cracking his neck he looks down at Kole and Ulf who are still laid out.}Jason Sandman: "C'mon brothers. We aren't done yet are we?!"
{Kole stirs a bit, slamming his fist in the ground as he begins getting to his feet. He spits blood out of his mouth, as he looks up at Sandman.}Kole Kaos: "You really piss me off..."
{What appears to be the closest thing to Kole Kaos smiling, it's easy to see Sandman and Ulf have gotten him fired up and interested in this match. Ulf grabs onto the main announce table, startling Vasco a bit. Pulling himself up, Ulf looks at the two men, a fire lit in his eyes.}Ulf Hednir: "Yes...let's do this shall we?"
Vasco Dias: "Ulf must have hit the table so hard he spoke perfect English."
Ulf Hednir: "What did you say?"
Vasco Dias: "Nevermind."
{The three men begin to approach each other on the outside of the ring, each man glances from one to the other. Cross hops up on the ring apron still holding his eye. The three men give each other a nod before they start exchanging blows. Ulf catches one from Kole, and sends it right to Jason, Jason catches Kole in the ear, and Kole sends a knee to Sandman, who elbows Ulf, and Ulf sends a hard headbutt to Kole Kaos. The three men are now beating the hell out of one another, in a match that has turned into a slobber knocker. The fans are going crazy with each strike. The three men throw a right to the person to the right of them at the same time, causing all three men to fall back. Ulf charges forward hitting a big dropkick on Sandman, but he uses the momentum to springboard off Sandman's chest looking to hit a Thor's Hammer on Kole, but Kole grabs Ulf once more in midair and plants him on the floor below Further Down the Spiral! Kole doesn't let up, as he begins raining hard right hands down on the head of Ulf.}Kole Kaos: "C'mon kid! Fight back!"
{Ulf catches one of Kole's arms through the beating, and rolls his hips sending Kole sideways, Ulf begins to wrench the arm backward now that Kole is face first on the mat. A fire unlike ever before is in Ulf's eyes, the Son of Thor has awoken! Kole lets out a grunt of pain, pushing his forehead into the mat he's trying to power out of it. Kole looks like he's about to tap out, but Jason Sandman runs in, kicking Ulf square in the chest. Not willing to get this match end just yet. Ulf crumbles backward clutching his chest, as Kole drags himself, favoring the submitted arm. Sandman looks around a bit, his eyes locking on the barbed wire chair he had thrown in earlier. Jason points down as the crowd begins going wild, Jason picks it up, waving it around wildly, his eyes filled with a bloodlust. Turning to Ulf, who's still clutching his chest. Jason lets out a battle cry before bringing the weapon down across Ulf's back, and another, and another...and a third for good measure. Ulf let's out a painful scream with each strike, his back becoming bloodier with each shot. Sandman turns, lifting the chair to his face giving the barbed wire a lick. But the chair is suddenly struct with a huge big boot from Kole Kaos, the barbed wire sticking into Sandman's face. Kole stands over the floundering Sandman, who is doing his best to pull the chair off his face. Kole lift's his foot up, putting it on the chair before applying pressure. The look on Xavier Cross's face is blank, as he watches in horror. Sandman looks like he's about to submit, but bloodied arms reach around Kole Kaos, lifting him up, and slamming him into the mat with a german suplex. Ulf flips over onto his stomach, the blood still rolling down his back.}Vasco Dias: "The Council is gonna kill one another!"
Terri Morasco: "This has turned into....I don't know what the hell this is, but it isn't a match anymore..."
{Kole is clutching the back of his neck, as Ulf staggers to his feet. Sandman finally gets the barbed wire out of his face, throwing the chair to the outside. The blood is rolling down Sandman's face. Cross looks back and forth at all three men, shaking his head as he begins laughing as he moves to a corner watching the havoc unfold.}Xavier Cross: "SHOW THE WORLD! Show those pussies in the back what you are made of my three Kings!"
{The three men begin to rise, shaking off their wounds and pain. Sandman wipes the blood off his face, as he charges at Kole. Kole meets him midway as the two collide like two bucks locking horns. Neither giving an inch. The two break off but Ulf charges forward pushing both men into the ropes, stepping in front of Jason Sandman, he lifts him up into the Valhalla Driver, he spins Sandman quickly turning to catch Kole, Ulf squats down even further catching Kole over Jason, lifting them both up. He lets out a battle cry, the scene is incredible as Ulf stands in the center of the ring with both Jason Sandman and Kole Kaos on his shoulders in the death valley driver position, the blood oozing down his back.}Vasco Dias: "ULF HEDNIR IS A GOD AMONG MEN!"
Terri Morasco: "That is gonna be a helluva picture for the yearbook!"
Vasco Dias: "Over five hundred pounds of men on his shoulders!"
{Ulf's eyes seem to glow with fire, as he drives both men into the mat. Ulf tries to stand but crumbles onto his face in exhaustion. The fans are on their feet after witnessing such a feat of strength. Cross is leaping around in joy, watching the three men do battle. Leaning down he checks on all three men, before stepping back seeing the three begin to stir once more like gluttons of punishment, and disciplines of war. Ulf strikes first, going for a big swing, but Kole ducks, punching Ulf square in his cut up back. Ulf winces as he staggers forward. Kole turns around, catching a kick to the gut from Jason Sandman, who turns and rebounds off the ropes. Jason leaps into the air charging at Kole, looking for Daddy's Dental Work, the curbstomp. But Kole pushes him into the air with the back of his head, Ulf leas out of the corner catching Sandman midair with a Thor's Rage! The superman punch turns Sandman inside out, Ulf clutches his fist, the impact on the bloodied skull of Sandman seems to have done it's damage to Ulf himself. Kole turns grabbing Ulf by the hair, but Ulf sends a hard knee into the gut of Kole Kaos who staggers back. Leaning down, Ulf, a little blood drunk grabs the singapore cane that Sandman introduced earlier and begins swinging it wildly, catching Kole in the shoulder over and over. Kole staggers back into the corner falling down to his back. Ulf steps back a moment, ready to swing the stick as he comes face to face with Xavier Cross, who holds his hands up. Ulf goes to swing at Cross's head but stops just inches away. Taking a deep breath, Ulf drops the cane, as he turns back to face Kole who springs out throwing a forearm into the side of Ulf's face. Kole goes to send another hard blow, but Jason Sandman sticks his foot up, as Kole trips forward, Ulf grabs him and locks in Gleipnir. Dragging Kole down, Ulf is squeezing the life out of him. Kole looks to try to fight out of it, then suddenly taps out. Ulf releases the hold as the two men fall back.}Vasco Dias: "ULF HAS DONE IT! HE HAS BEATEN HIS COUNCIL BROTHERS!"
Terri Morasco: "The match is finally over, Ulf chokes Kole out."
Vasco Dias: "I think...Kole may have tapped out of that to avoid any more damage...a calculated move..."
Terri Morasco: "But with this win, Ulf has secured an automatic berth into the Heir to the Throne tournament!"
Vasco Dias: "Look!"
{Ulf looks down, offering his hand to Kole, who grabs it. Ulf helps Kole to his feet as Ulf staggers forward falling a bit. Kole catches him, a smirk on his face. Cross leans down, picking Sandman up, lifting Jason's arm over his shoulder. Cross grabs Ulf's hand, lifting it into the air, as The Council stands strong in front of the crowd who's going insane.}Vasco Dias: "Though they drug each other through hell, the Council Stands united..."
{Cross motions for a microphone, as it's thrown at him, he barely manages to catch it after dropping Ulf's hand.}Xavier Cross: "You want to pit us against one another, and we will show just what we can do. When you're in this ring, it means nothing more than the competition. But when that bell rings, and a winner is declared. We are still brothers. You've only furthered our grasp on a throne Verona...This company will burn, all you've done was given us an easier path to the end. You can smell it don't you, the fire....the raging inferno is going to engulf this entire company, and the only thing that will overpower the screams, is the sound of our victory!"
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Collecting a Bounty
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{“Cult of Personality” hits the speakers in the arena and Mike Laszlo walks back out onto the stage to an ovation from the Chinese crowd. He walks down the ramp, no Alexis with him and rolls into the ring. He grabs a microphone and walks to the center of the ring.}Mike Laszlo: So earlier tonight, there was a bounty laid down on the head of our beloved champion...well beloved to all of you, personally I couldn’t care less about him. Well, I stated a couple of months ago, my end game was the Imperial Championship, so I’m standing out here in the middle of this damn ring, and I’m calling you out “CHAMP”!
{The crowd starts to buzz, but there’s nothing right off the bat.}Mike Laszlo: Come on Mr. Equal Opportunity. You gave that idiot Xavier Cross a shot a few weeks back...let me claim the bounty on your head, then we can worry about me taking that championship off your waist.
{“Unbreakable” by Fireflight hits the soundwaves and out to the stage to another ovation is the Imperial Champion Andrew Jacobsen.}Vasco Dias: Maybe Mike struck a nerve?
Terri Morasco: Andrew is a proud champion and willing to take on any and all comers.
{Andrew walks down to the ring, his stare not leaving the man who has called him out as he steps between the ropes, grabbing a microphone from ringside.}Andrew Jacobsen: You want your chance. I’m pretty sure we’ve been hearing that since you came back. Like you said, I’m equal opportunity fighting champion...take your best shot.
{Mike throws his microphone to the side as does Andrew. They look like they’re about to come to blows when “Hate by Design” by Killswitch Engaged hits and out marches Spike Kane as Mike kind of just rolls his eyes as Andrew steps to the side to keep an eye on both men. Spike has a microphone in his hand.}Spike Kane: You? You’re going to collect the bounty? Please. You can’t even be a Tag Team Partner without costing us the match.
{Mike points to Spike and through a smile you can see him say “You’re the one who got pinned, not me.”}Spike Kane: Real cute. We all saw how you screwed me over AGAIN!
{Spike enters the ring and is now pretty much face to face with Laszlo.}Spike Kane: I’ve put you through a table and taken you out...I’ll do it again.
{Mike’s voice can be heard through Spike’s microphone.}Mike Laszlo: I’d like to see you try when you’re not being a bitch and attacking me from behind.
{The two are now forehead to forehead pushing at one another. The champion looks on and shrugs his shoulders as he heads for the ropes, looking to leave. Mike and Spike notice this and turn in his direction, pulling him back into the ring, each of them yelling at him, and him yelling back. Mike shoves Andrew into the ropes, prompting Andrew to shove back. Spike grabs him by the arm and turns him toward himself, but Andrew shoves him away too. He turns back to Mike who shoves his foot right in Andrew’s face with a Superkick, turning him into Spike who then hits THUNDERSTRUCK!}Terri Morasco: They just took out the champion!
Vasco Dias: Look!
{Both men simultaneously grab hold of the Imperial Championship as the crowd is in a frenzy at the events that have just taken place. The two tug at the belt, but then catch a glimpse of Andrew out flat on his back. They both then turn their heads to the title they’re both holding high in the air as the IWF Logo appears in the corner of the screen and the show fades off.}
Well howdy there pardner.