IWF Presents: Dark Reign - April 22, 2018

[Riley Gordon]

DARK REIGN

Sunday, April 22, 2018

Staples Center, Los Angeles, California

DEADLINES:

ROLEPLAYS (1 RP LIMIT): 6AM GMT Monday
ON AIR SEGMENT APPROVAL: 6PM GMT Monday
ON AIR SEGMENT SUBMISSION: Until the show is posted (Tuesday Nights).

- Handlers who are not booked are strongly advised to submit segments for the show to continue their character development. Those who want to be booked can request a match on the basis that one of the competitors will write it to prevent the staff becoming over-extended.

MAIN EVENT MATCH
IRON MAIDEN
Dawn Halliwell vs Maxine Valentine vs Rayne vs Abigail Spencer vs Helena Sawyer vs Ciara O'Connor


MATCH
IWF WOMENS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP
Astrid Hall vs Brooklyn Maddrox(c)


MATCH
IWF WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP
Nighthawk vs Angel Blake(c)


MATCH
IWF OPEN WEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
If Vivienne retains, whoever she pins or submits will be barred from receiving another title shot for three months.
Crystal Hilton vs Fiona McFly vs Vivienne Rodgers(c)


MATCH
IWF EXTREME CHAMPIONSHIP LADDER MATCH
Steve Awesome vs Jason Sandman vs Ulf Hednir vs Caleb Lockwood(c)


MATCH
TAG TEAM WORLD CUP FIRST ROUND
Special Guest Commentators: Awesomely Bueno
CaBerto vs TNT


MATCH
EXTREME RULES MATCH
Spike Kane vs James Gilmore


MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
Xavier Cross vs Mr. Happy


MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
Redcap vs Gibberg

[Riley Gordon]

MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
Redcap vs Gibberg

Vasco Dias: “Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to Dark Reign! You wanted to choose the name, and this is the one you got!”

Terri Morasco: “Always on the cutting edge of fan interaction, you have to give our bosses the nod, letting the fans pick names usually doesn’t end well.”

Vasco Dias: “I think we all remember the Mountain Dew controversy of ‘Hitler Did Nothing Wrong’ and “Gushing Grannies.”

Terri Morasco: “But our fans are better than that! And what better way to kick off a pay per view! Listen to this crowd go!”

Vasco Dias: “The Beach balls are flying, and the chants are coming in hot! Thank you all for subscribing to the IWF Network, tonight we kick off with Gibberg taking on the newcomer Red Cap!”

Terri Morasco: “Not much is known of the mysterious Red Cap, but he may be one of the most enigmatic superstars to ever grace the IWF roster.”

Vasco Dias: “After the ‘First Stanza’ promo, I think Red Cap put the entire roster on notice, and now he will face Gibberg to see if he can walk the walk after talking the talk.”

Terri Morasco: “Let’s send it over to Alison Valance, who is standing in the ring with Gibberg, the fans can’t wait and neither can I! Let’s kick off Dark Reign!”

Alison Valance: “and now, for the opening match….I give you...GIBBERG!”

{The fans have a mixed reaction, the excitement of the show starting overcoming any kind of cheers or boos for Gibberg. Who throws a few shadow boxing punches, nearly hitting the referee, who gives him an early warning as Gibberg holds his hands up, looking dumb as ever.}

Alison Valance: “And his opponent…..making his official Imperial debut….”

{The lights flicker as the drums of “White rabbit” stars to hit the P.A and out slides the Redcap, slowly swaggering to the ring as if in a trance nodding his head and pushing at the crowd before climbing the apron and sliding backwards into the ring on his belly into a corner slowly pushing to his feet before throwing himself across the top rope as if it were a hammock to slide his jacket off.}

Alison Valance: “Hailing from Arcadia….he stands at six feet two inches, weighing in at, two hundred and ten pounds….this is….RED CAAAAAAP!”

{Still relaxed on the ring ropes, Red glances through his mask, eyeing Gibberg who looks a bit nervous at the mysterious newcomer, but slaps his face a few times to try to settle his nerves. The referee checks both men, which is made difficult because Red hasn’t moved from his laying position. After checking both men, he calls for the bell as the match kicks off.}

Vasco Dias: “I haven’t seen someone so relaxed in a debut match!”

Terri Morasco: “Red Cap is already showing an extreme amount of confidence.”

Vasco Dias: “Or dangerous arrogance, imagine how embarrassing it would be to lose to Gibberg…”

{Gibberg charges forward, but Redcap still hasn’t moved as Gibberg closes in until he’s caught with a stiff knee to the side of the head sending him backwards. Red is still laying there, making a yawning gesture through his mask. This sends Gibberg into a furious state as he charges forward again, as Red throws himself over the charging Gibberg with a great acrobatic dodge. He gives Gibberg a swift kick right into the ass sending him face first into the turnbuckle as Red hops around, pandering to the crowd who are slowly getting behind the Faerie Hero. Gibberg, still flustered, turns and charges at Red, who quickly hits a snap arm drag, sending Gibberg flying. Gibberg pops back up, getting more and more frustrated charges once more, and is taken down by another snap arm drag. Red begins to dance around, mocking Gibberg who is on his feet, yelling at the top of his lungs. Charging forward again, Red Cap casually steps out of the way leaving a single foot in the path of Gibberg who trips, and goes flying through the middle rope flying to the outside. Gibberg clutches his shoulder, as he slowly staggers up, Red Cap claps a bit as he makes his way to the outside of the apron.}

Vasco Dias: “I...don’t know what I’m watching right now?”

Terri Morasco: “Red Cap has barely used any offense, he’s completely inside Gibberg’s head.”

Vasco Dias: “Red has only used Gibberg’s momentum against him, Red Cap could prove to be a dangerous competitor going forward.”

{Eyeing Gibberg for a moment, waiting for the right moment. Red Cap has rested his hands casually in the pockets of his military pants. Taking a few steps forward, and showing almost little to no effort, he hops to the middle rope springboarding himself onto the top of the turnbuckle before throwing himself in the air, crashing into the barely recovering. Red Cap hits a perfectly executed no handed springboard moonsault. The fans are on their feet, cheering him on, in awe at the athleticism.}

Vasco Dias: “Good god, he calls that ‘The Flicker Flash!’ Red Cap may have just made a name for himself...he just so casually did that…”

Terri Morasco: “What a dream...I wonder what kind of handsome mug is hiding under that mask.”

Vasco Dias: “I...have to agree, but...what will he do next?”

{Shaking his head, almost in disappointment. Red reaches down grabbing Gibberg, lifting him to his feet, tossing him back into the ring. Casually sliding in behind him, Red panders to the crowd once more, getting a bigger cheer out of them then when he hit the moonsault! Gibberg is slowly back onto his feet, looking more angry than before. He staggers towards Red striking him in the center of the back, causing Red to stagger forward a bit. Red hasn’t turned around yet, looking out in the crowd nodding his head. Turning around swiftly he sends a hard kick to the side of Gibberg’s leg, staggering him to one knee. He throws a second kick catching Gibberg right in the shoulder as Gibberg lets out a groan of pain. Taking a few steps back, Red aims it perfectly as he catches Gibberg with a snap hurricanrana, sending Gibberg’s head right into the mat.}

Vasco Dias: “And here is a more vicious side of Red….”

Terri Morasco: “But still, his movements look effortless…”

Vasco Dias: “Those kicks had plenty of effort behind em…”

{Red looks more focused than before, grabbing Gibberg by the leg sending a hard kick into the back of knee, throwing these strikes a few times before slamming the leg down to the mat. Gibberg grabs at his knee, letting out pain filled screams as he rolls around. Red Cap slowly takes a few steps back, locking in his aim once more as Gibberg looks up at the last second catching a penalty kick right under the chin sending him sliding backwards into the ring ropes. Cap runs through, trotting around the ring as he grabs Gibberg by the leg again pulling him to the center of the ring. Red circles Gibberg, slapping him across the chest a few times, encouraging him to get up.}

Vasco Dias: “Like a shark circling blood, this focused Red Cap is kind of scary.”

Terri Morasco: “Gibberg has gotten one offensive move in, Cap has dominated this entire match!”

Vasco Dias: “It looks like the end is coming…”

{Gibberg slowly rises to his feet, as Red Cap slaps him across the face, still circling. Gibberg is a bit confused, as he gets onto one knee. But Red cap immediately grabs him from behind, twisting both of their bodies hitting a vicious Rolling Cutter!}

Vasco Dias: “VORPAL BLADE! The rolling cutter finisher!”


{Cap quickly kicks over the prone body of Gibberg, onto his back as he puts a single military boot on the chest of Gibberg as the referee slides down to count the pinfall.}

Referee: “One...two...three!”

Vasco Dias: “What a debut!”

Terri Morasco: “The entire roster is backstage watching, and Red Cap showed he will be a force to be reckoned with.”

Vasco Dias: “But in the Age of Gods...what can a Faerie Hero do?”

{The referee raises Red Cap’s hand, who tilts his head a bit confused but his first taste of victory, but immediately absorbs in it, as he climbs the turnbuckle once more, laying across it. He mimics a yawn once more, before flipping over the ropes landing on his feet on the ring floor below as he walks backwards up the ramp, pandering to the fans the entire way up.}

IWF Galaxy: “RED CAP! RED CAP! RED CAP!”

Vasco Dias: “Welcome to Imperial Wrestling young buck!”

Terri Morasco: “I look forward to what Red Cap brings next.”


MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
Xavier Cross vs Mr. Happy

Vasco Dias: "Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Dark Reign. I am Vasco Dias, seated alongside my partner at ringside, Terri Morasco. The arena is buzzing, there is an electricity in the Staples Center tonight!"

Terri Morasco: "You're absolutely right! And this match up is going to be a slugfest. Mr Happy takes on the returning Xavier Cross."

Vasco Dias: "You have to wonder, will Mr. Happy keep his eyes set on the target that is Xavier Cross's head?"

Terri Morasco: "You can't think Happy is that despicable can you? I mean, he wouldn't..."

Vasco Dias: "Mr Happy is capable of anything, and having a moral conscience or higher form of thinking isn't one of the items in his toolbelt..."

Terri Morasco: "It looks like it's match is ready to begin..."

Alison Valance: "Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for One Fall! Introducing first, from Detroit Michigan...."

{The arena buzzes with excitement as "Mr. Happy" By ICP hits the loudspeakers as the arena leaps to their feet in the name of Happy. A spotlight hits above the Impera-tron, where Mr. Happy is riding a giant Faygo Root Beer bottle like Major Kong in Dr. Strangelove. In each hand his infamous Faygo Root Beer, shaking them up wildly.}

Vasco Dias: "Sweet Mercy! Mr. Happy is literally riding the wave of this crowd right now!"

Terri Morasco: "Cheap promotional tools at work! Mr. Happy is a faygo money making machine!"

Alison Valance: "weighing in at 320 pounds.....Mister....Haaaaapppppy!"

{The giant rocket bottle Happy rides stops at the ring ropes as he slides into the ring, climbing immediately to the corner, he slams the faygo bottles together as streams of root beer come flowing out and into his mouth, over his face, basically everywhere. Throwing the empty bottles into the crowd, he hops off the turnbuckle, signaling at someone, as a bottle comes flying towards him, he fumbles a bit but manages to catch it. Shaking the bottle furiously, he slams it into the mat as it rockets into a fizzy cloud into the arena, the fans are going nuts as Mr. Happy begins to slam on his chest.}

Vasco Dias: "Quite the entrance, but can Happy ride the wave?"

Terri Morasco: "We will have to see how it fay-Gos...."

Vasco Dias: "You're going to die alone! Anyway, as our ring staff quickly cleans the ring, let's take a look at the upcoming matches."

Terri Morasco: "A loaded card top to bottom, I have to say I am fairly excited about seeing CaBerto in action."

Vasco Dias: "It is always a treat when the boss steps into the ring, the fans recognize just how important Roberto Verona has been for this industry both in the ring, and behind the curtain. Cable Arcane has a similar resume, one of the greatest, proving his worth behind the curtain recently."

Terri Morasco: "More so we will be graced on commentary by Steve Awesome!"

Vasco Dias: "It seems that the ring is less sticky, much to the dismay of Mr. Happy, who is currently yelling at some of the ring crew. The fans are still going nuts, I don't think I've seen Happy ever get such a reaction."

Terri Morasco: "But you can feel it right Vasco, the air is changing..."

Alison Valance: "And his opponent, hailing from Atlanta, Georgia, by way of Lexington, Virginia...."

{The lights grow just a bit brighter, as the sounds of DMX making dog noises sets the arena on fire, as the ramp begins to light up in flames. 'X Gon Give it to Ya' begins to play as Xavier Cross, runs out from behind the stage, throwing his hands in the air as the fans leap to their feet exploding in cheers. Cross stands at the top of the stage, putting his hand over his brow glancing around the crowd, the camera man gets close as Cross looks right into the camera.}

Xavier Cross: "Time to put on a show..."

{He bounces his head to the beat, as he charges forward to the ring, the fire going out behind his pace. Sliding under the bottom rope, he looks at Mr. Happy for a moment, before nodding his head. Moving to the corner, he throws his hands, crossing his palms to create a tiny X. Leaping off, he stands in the corner facing Happy, who is standing in the opposite corner.}

Alison Valance: "Standing at six feet, three inches, weighing at two hundred and thirty-one pounds...he is..."

IWF Galaxy: "XAVIER CROSS!"

{Cross grins a bit, clapping his hands together.}

Vasco Dias: "This crowd is buzzing! Xavier Cross looks to be in the best shape of his life."

Terri Morasco: "He has refocused himself, he doesn't seem like that insane Council leader from months ago."

Vasco Dias: "And look, Mr. Happy, he doesn't seem to be...well what, Mr. Happy?"

Terri Morasco: "I hate agreeing with you Vasco, but Happy looks different..."

Vasco Dias: "Cross made a promise to the fans, that he was going to try to bring the best out of all his opponents, Mr. Happy...might be the first step in accomplishing that promise!"

{The referee checks both men, as Alison leaves the ring. The ref calls for the bell as Cross and Happy take a few steps out. Cross puts his hand out in a fist, as Happy looks at it for a moment, his eyes narrowing as he slowly puts his own fist out, bumping it. The two immediately begin circling each other. Cross makes the first move, dropping down to a knee looking to take Happy down with a single leg takedown, but Happy side steps, and as Cross stands up, Happy slaps him right across the face causing Xavier to take a few steps back. Holding his chin, Cross checks his lip for blood, a smile crossing his face as the two men step forward locking up in the center of the ring. Happy gets control with a headlock, Cross struggles a bit as he moves Happy back towards the ropes, Cross looks to push Happy off of him, but Happy drops to one knee, forcing Xavier down, wrenching down on the neck of Xavier Cross, who is forced to both knees. Cross slowly forces Happy back to his feet. Happy wrenches on the neck once more, but Cross stomps his feet on the ground, lifting Happy up, Happy shifts his hips, turning the momentum against Cross with a headlock takedown! Happy keeps the hold locked, as Xavier is now on his back, Happy on top. The referee checks the shoulders of Xavier Cross, to make sure they're not on the mat for a pinfall. Happy begins to drill Cross right in the forehead with stiff right hands.}

Vasco Dias: "Mr. Happy is in control, and...it didn't take long to see his intentions."

Terri Morasco: "Those straight rights, and everyone knows that every shot Happy throws is stiff as a brick."

{The referee warns Happy about the closed fists, as he holds his hand up, opening his palm. Cross takes the opening lifting his leg up, wrapping it around the head of Mr. Happy forcing the headlock to break. Cross drops a quick heel kick to the chest of Happy, before rolling away. Clutching his head, Cross quickly scrambles to his feet checking himself for any bleeding once more. Happy rolls over to one knee, holding his chest. Happy takes a charge forward, throwing a hard right, but Cross ducks. Happy spins around and is caught by a quick kick right to the midsection, followed by another strong kick. Happy leans over a bit, clutching his midsection. Cross goes for another kick, Happy is ready to block it, but Cross stops, spinning his back heel into the back of Happy's leg taking him down quickly. Cross quickly gets back on his feet, dropping a quick elbow drop onto the chest of Happy. Returning back to his feet, Cross looks around a moment before hitting the ring ropes to gain more momentum, as he drops a high flashy knee drop on the head of Mr. Happy.}

Vasco Dias: "It took him a bit, but Xavier Cross looks fantastic!"

Terri Morasco: "It's odd, his moves seem rushed but he seems to be taking everything in stride, quickly adjusting his movement to trip Happy when he saw the block of his kick coming."

{Cross grabs Happy by his greasy hair, lifting him to his feet. Cross throws a hard forearm shot, but Happy responds by using both hands to slap Xavier Cross in the ear. Cross staggers back, disorientated. Wrapping his arms around Xavier, Happy locks in the bear hug, lifting Cross up off the ground wrenching it in tight as Cross lets out a scream. The hi-definition cameras picking up the spit being squeezed out of Xavier like fresh orange juice. Happy has a vicious grin on his painted face as he begins to rag doll Xavier around trying to squeeze the soul out of him. Cross seems to be fading, as the referee checks Cross, lifting his arm up, as it falls limpy. The referee grabs Cross by the wrist once more, holding it high, dropping it, but it stands tall as the fans rise to their feet in support, thunderous clapping and stomping rooting Xavier on. Happy realizes Cross isn't going to go down that easy, as he charges forward, Cross still in his grasp slamming him into the corner. Happy turns around, charging into the opposite corner, slamming Cross against the buckle. Cross flails about, as Happy hits a hard belly-to-belly suplex, but as he slams Cross to the mat, Happy doesn't let go. Showing raw power, Happy lifts Xavier back up in the center of the ring, the Bear Hug still locked in. Cross drops a hard elbow onto the painted forehead of Mr. Happy, followed by another, and another. Happy let's go of his grip. Happy throws a quick lariat, but Xavier ducks it, charging forward Cross hits the middle rope springboarding backwards, and hits Happy with a hard tornado DDT! Both men are laid out, Happy's arms out his eyes wide open, Xavier rolls around clutching his ribs.}

Vasco Dias: "Jesus, Mr Happy's meanstreak is showing, he may have broken a few of Xavier's ribs!"

Terri Morasco: "But Xavier isn't giving up, he is in pain, but that springboard tornado ddt, a sight of beauty, and just enough to change momentum."

Vasco Dias: "But Cross may be hurt, can he capitalize on the shift?"

{Cross stumbles a bit, sliding onto the ring apron. Reaching out, Cross grabs onto the middle rope forcing himself to his feet. Happy begins to stir a bit, as Cross begins to stomp his boot onto the apron, the fans reacting, as he feeds off their energy. Happy returns to his feet, as Cross springboards to the top rope, but Happy stumbles forward knocking him down, as Cross crashes back first onto the ring apron. Happy shakes his head, trying to shake the cobwebs as he reaches down lifting Xavier back to his feet by his hair. Happy throws a stiff right fist into the face as Xavier Cross, before looking around. Nodding his head a bit, feeding off the crowd a bit himself, he runs across the ring, rebounding off the rope and dives at Cross with a spear, but Xavier manages to get out of the way at the last second, as Happy crashes to the arena floor in a massive heap. Cross staggers backwards, barely holding himself up as he bumps into the turnbuckle. Looking around a bit, he lets out a battle cry. Happy forces himself back to his feet, as Xavier looks a bit shocked at the resilience of Happy. Cross glances around a bit, an idea exploding into his head as Happy turns around. Cross runs across the apron, launching himself in the air. Happy turns and Cross catches him with a hurricanrana, sending Happy slamming forward into the steel ring steps, knocking the top step into the barricade. Cross gets back to his feet, slapping his chest in excitement.}

Vasco Dias: "Jesus Christ, what a series of exchanges. It looked like Cross was setting up for the Springboard Frog Splash but Happy had him scouted."

Terri Morasco: "That attempt at the spear, goodness...Happy is reaching deep down into his bag of tricks..."

Vasco Dias: "And that hurricanrana, this might have set the match up...Happy has to be knocked out."

{Vasco is wrong, as Happy has stumbled around, clutching his head as he stands back up. The damage seeming to create some kind of wicked energy. Cross looks terrified, as he slides back into the ring. Happy slaps the side of his head, as he grabs the rope, pulling himself up as the referee reaches a count of six, stepping into the ring. Cross charges forward clubbing Happy with a series of strikes, but Happy shoves him backwards causing Cross to fall onto the mat, rolling back to a knee. Cross charges again, but Happy hits him with a stiff knee to the stomach, before grabbing Xavier by the back of the head slamming him into the corner. Happy charges across the ring hitting a big splash. Xavier folds, crumbling down to the mat sitting in the corner. Happy isn't done yet, as he takes a few steps backwards batting his chest like a juggalo gorilla as he charges at the prone Cross, who seems to be on dream street. Happy flips forward for a corner cannonball splash, but Cross manages to roll out of the way at the last second as Happy's back is twisted into the corner, his feet stuck at the top of the turnbuckle, as his body is folded up. Cross is shaking his head up and down as he climbs the ropes to his feet, seeing a chance, he gets back onto the ring apron, staring at the turnbuckle for a moment as he begins to ascend to the top. He's at the top of the corner, as he puts both hands into the air as the fans are going nuts once more. Launching himself directly in the air with a ridiculous vertical, he drops the shortest top rope elbow drop in the history of wrestling, crashing down directly onto Mr. Happy.}

Vasco Dias: "Mr. Happy is Mr. Pissed Off..."

Terri Morasco: "But he ate that corner splash, maybe this berserk mode of his got too cocky."

Vasco Dias: "Xavier Cross with a beautiful elbow drop from the top rope!"

Terri Morasco: "Can Xavier Cross finally capitalize on this moment?"

{Xavier Cross away, holding his back a bit as he picks himself up to his feet. He staggers into the opposite corner as he lets out a howl, before patting his knee. He points at Mr Happy with a single finger mimicking a gun. Happy is slowly coming to in the corner, as he begins to pick himself up. As soon as Happy staggers around, and falls to his knees Cross charges forward looking for the Echoes of Madness! But Happy rolls to the side, hitting a drop toe hold as Cross falls forward smacking his head against the bottom turnbuckle. Happy shakes the cobwebs once more, as he grabs Xavier dragging him out of the corner positioning him perfectly.}

Vasco Dias: "By god almighty, Xavier Cross might have knocked himself out!"

Terri Morasco: "This is the reason Xavier should have stayed retired! He's gonna kill himself!"

Vasco Dias: "I've talked to Cross a lot over the last few months, as chilling as it sounds. The man would rather die in that ring then sit at home, or do anything else.."

Terri Morasco: "I understand loving this business, but this is madness!"

{Happy wipes a small trickle of blood from his lip, as he exits to the ring apron, before climbing to the top rope. Glancing around, he fumbles a bit nearly losing his balance, but manages to regain focus as he looks to launch himself out with the Mr. Happy-Go-Round, throwing himself in the air he nails the shooting star press, as Cross is hit with the three hundred plus pound impact. Happy looks a bit shocked it worked, but stays on cross as the referee goes to count the pinfall}

Referee: "One....two....thre-"

Vasco Dias: "The Happy-Go-Round hit! But Xavier gets a foot on the rope!"

Terri Morasco: "Happy didn't pull him out far enough! By god! Happy!"

{Happy looks furious, as he begins to argue with the referee. While he's arguing Cross catches him with a quick roll up, but the momentum is too strong as Happy rolls to his knees. But Cross is ready, with a quick and hard kick to the head. Happy staggers backwards into the corner as Cross staggers forward into Happy as he begins to throw hard knees to the gut of Happy. One, after another Cross is laying in the strikes. Cross looks around a bit as he leaps over the top rope taking a few steps back as he charges forward hitting Happy with a clothesline that causes the Juggalo to stagger out. Cross steps back, as he shoots himself through the middle and top rope, catching Happy with a slingshot DDT. Happy flips over from the impact clutching his head a bit as Cross lays back on the mat, looking up at the bright light shining down, a smile on his face.}

Vasco Dias: "He is actually enjoying this..."

Terri Morasco: "This is what he wanted right? To Fight?"

{Vasco can't help but laugh, as Xavier rolls over onto his knees as he leaps to his feet, staggering back a bit catching himself on the ring rope. Happy slaps his hands against the mat, forcing himself to his feet as he staggers into the opposite ring rope. The two men stagger forward a bit. Happy throws a stiff right, but Cross sends a hard forearm right back at him. The two men stand in the center of the ring, exchanging the strikes back and forth, neither man giving ground. The fans are on their feet again in this bout, cheering on both men as the two gladiators keep exchanging blows, each impact seems to get harder as the other staggers back with each strike. Happy throws a vicious right, but Cross manages to charge forward the blow barely missing him as he head butts Happy right in the nose, a little of the face paint rubbing off on Xavier as both men collapse onto to their backs. Grabbing onto the middle rope, Happy lifts himself back to his feet. Cross still is prone on his back as Happy clumsy makes his way over to Cross, but Cross kips up to his feet, rattling his hands together as he turns to Happy throwing a low kick, then a hard knee. As Happy leans over, Cross drops to his knees catching Happy with a hard uppercut sending Happy backwards into the ropes, rebounding off the ropes. Happy charges forward as Cross is back on his feet, but not for long as Happy takes him down with a hard clothesline turning Xavier inside out in the center of the ring. Cross is barely moving, rolling onto his stomach, trying to pick himself up. Happy moves over, throwing a hard kick into the stomach of Cross, sending him tumbling again.}

Vasco Dias: “This has to have everyone shocked, I mean, this match has been far greater than that of what everyone assumed.”

Terri Morasco: “Xavier Cross is throwing himself at Happy, trying to pull out the best he can?”

Vasco Dias: “I got to say...I want to see how this match ends…”

{Happy glances down pulling Xavier up by the hair before slapping him across the face, Xavier snaps his head back at Happy, a smile still on his face as he throws an uppercut of his own in response. Cross forces himself back onto his feet as he pushes Happy back, before throwing a kick to the midsection. Happy catches it, but immediately eats a bicycle kick to the jaw that sends him into the ring ropes, but as Cross charges forward for a clothesline, Happy ducks rebounding off the rope. Cross manages to catch Happy in a snap power slam. But Cross doesn’t let go, his eyes grow wide as he lets out another animalistic howl, as he shows an impressive amount of strength lifting Happy back up, still caught in the powerslam position, before turning rotating his body once more hitting another powerslam. Cross pops back up to his feet stepping over Happy, climbing on the mid rope throwing his hands up to the crowd, who scream in support at him.}

Vasco Dias: “That...strength Cross is putting on display is out of this world.”

Terri Morasco: “You’re the one who kept drooling over the shape he’s in, Cross isn’t here to do fancy flips and hard strikes, he’s showing a technical side and a new found strength. Happy isn’t the lightest guy.”

Vasco Dias: “And look at the kid, Fired Up. Which is his new t-shirt, available on IWF.com.”

Terri Morasco: “He’s been back, what a week and he’s’ already got a t-shirt…”

{Happy is back on his feet, charging forward grabbing Cross’s leg pulling him down. Cross smacks his head against the top turnbuckle as he staggers back into a german suplex. Cross hits the mat with a sickening thud, but Happy hasn’t released it, he rolls over Cross, lifting Xavier up again. Happy is going crazy, as he slams a second german suplex, rolling over once more, Happy lifts Cross up with a third german suplex. It looks like Happy is carrying around a sack of potatoes now. Standing up, Happy looks to go for a third german suplex, but he releases Cross who stands on his feet, his knees shaking, a smile still on his face as crumbles to the mat below. Happy puts a boot into his ribs once more, rolling Xavier over to his back as he kneels down covering Xavier.}

Vasco Dias: “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Happy pull out a triple german…”

Terri Morasco: “The referee is counting the pin!”

Referee: “One...two…-”

Vasco Dias: “Xavier got his shoulder up!”

{Xavier throws a shoulder out, a blank stare in his eyes. Happy looks completely shocked and exhausted now. Grabbing his hair, Happy stands up as he begins pacing the ring. Cross is over on his stomach, a fist on the mat forcing himself back up. Happy notices this and puts another hard kick into Xavier’s stomach lifting him off the ground, as Cross coughs up a bit of spit and blood, the camera catches the detail, seeing the smile still on his face. Happy throws another kick, but Xavier takes it, and holds Happy’s foot, spinning his body around, he trips Happy up, catching his foot in a drop toe hold, Cross slides across Happy’s back as he grabs his arm, trying to wrench it back, but Happy is fighting it off with whatever strength he has left. Cross quickly throws an elbow in between Happy’s shoulders, as Cross slips Happy’s arm around his head, and wrenches his head back.}

Vasco Dias: “It’s the Cross Word Puzzle version 2!”

Terri Morasco: “Cross hasn’t used a submission in years, call backs for days…”

Vasco Dias: “The trademark of a superstar is using your name to make a pun for a big move. If you’ve followed Cross’s career, he used a version of this move as a rookie…”

{The smile is still on Cross’s face as he has his submission locked in. Happy is letting out a blood curdling screams of agony, as Cross wrenches back on his neck while folding the leg up, making a faygo pretzel of sorts. But Happy isn’t tapping out, he’s hanging on as his pain threshold grows thin. In desperation, Happy manages to roll over, Cross loses grip on the leg but keeps the chicken wing crossface locked in rolling into it trying to get a deeper lock of it. But Happy throws an elbow into the bruised ribs of Cross, forcing just enough grip to break the hold with a second roll, which tosses Xavier to the outside.}

Vasco Dias: “Amazing heart by Mr Happy….but, I never thought i’d usher those words…”

Terri Morasco: “This match has been full of surprises for Mr. Happy…”

IWF Galaxy: “HAPPY! HAPPY! HAPPY!”

Vasco Dias: “And it seems the crowd is behind our clown prince of devastation.”

{Happy looks a bit confused, the crowd being on his side, but it fires him up, shaking off the damage for a moment as he eyes Cross who is lifting himself up on the apron, Happy looks around, as he throws himself against the rope, getting momentum as he charges forward throwing his large frame through the ropes, and into Xavier Cross who slams against the barricade, barely on his feet holding himself up with the barricade. The fans are going nuts again, as Happy stands up quickly letting out his own battlecry. Taking a few steps back, Happy charges forward catching Xavier on the side of the jaw with a big boot, turning Cross inside out. Happy doesn’t waste time, grabbing Cross again and tossing him back into the ring, sliding in behind him, covering Cross once more for the pinfall.}

Referee: “One...two….”

Vasco Dias: “Cross throws his shoulder up once more!”

Terri Morasco: “Happy is throwing everything but the kitchen sink at Cross, but he will not stay down.”

Vasco Dias: “Amazing effort on the part of Mr. Happy!”

{Grabbing Cross by his hair, Happy lifts him back to his feet slapping him across the face once more. Cross staggers a bit, but Happy slaps Cross once more. Cross begins to shake his fists, turning his head back. Happy’s eyes grow big, but he pulls back going to throw a stiff right, but Cross ducks it, slipping behind Happy grabbing his arms. Backdrop Driver! The Blade Job!}

Vasco Dias: “The Blade Job! A tribute to Ryan Blade, former protege of Xavier Cross.”

Terri Morasco: “Didn’t that kid...betray him?”

Vasco Dias: “Sometimes, it’s about more...more than that…”

{Cross stumbles out of the way, as Happy flips over in a complete daze after the backdrop driver, he is on his knees barely holding himself up. Cross looks around, as he slaps his knee a few times, before rolling onto his feet. Cross points at Happy with his typical finger gun, pulling the trigger as he charges forward with a vicious strong style knee strike.}

Vasco Dias: “ECHOES OF MADNESS! The knee strike hits the target!”

Terri Morasco: “All this battle and it came to that!”

{Cross flops down ontop of Mr. Happy, as the referee slides down to make the count.}

Referee: “One….two…..”

Vasco Dias: “Good god! Good god! Mr Happy got a shoulder up!”

Terri Morasco: “How? HOW?!”

{Cross shakes his head, laughing a bit. As he pats Happy on the chest, as he staggers backwards onto his back. Clutching his head a bit, Happy sits up his eyes glazed over. Cross glances up, seeing Happy pulling himself up. His face paint nearly ran through, the face of a fighter shown. Cross forces himself to his feet, as he motions for Happy to bring it on. The two men stumble forward throwing rights and lefts in a flurry of fists. Neither man back down until Cross ducks a punch, rebounding off the ropes hitting Happy with a Lou Thesz Press, before raining down a series of forearm shots. Cross staggers off Happy, slamming into the ropes barely able to hold himself up. He motions for Happy to get up, as the juggalo begins to roll over. Cross claps his hands together, applauding for the brute. Before he takes his shot, charging forward, ECHOES OF MADNESS! The strong style knee strike takes its mark again as Cross collapses ontop of Happy as the referee slides down for the pinfall.}

Referee: “One...two….three!”

Vasco Dias: “XAVIER CROSS! XAVIER CROSS HAS DONE IT!”

Terri Morasco: “Calm down, it was the second match on the pay per view…”

{Cross looks around, an air of disbelief as he rolls off of Happy, glancing around. The referee helps Cross to his feet, holding his hand up. The IWF Galaxy is on their feet applauding for the two men.}

Vasco Dias: “You have to imagine, that after everything...that led him here, this win may mean alot more to Xavier Cross than anyone could imagine.”

{With that being said, Cross walks over to Mr. Happy, who is shaking his head, holding it. A single hand is extended to Happy, who with tears mixed in his paint filled eyes looks up a bit surprised. Taking Xavier’s hand, Cross helps Happy to his feet, as Cross holds up Happy’s hand, as the IWF Galaxy explodes in cheers.}

Terri Morasco: “How many times have you heard that? Mister Happy getting that kind of reaction?”

Vasco Dias: “He earned every bit of it….”

{Cross let’s go of Happy’s hand, before taking it back to shake it. Cross exits the ring, as he points at Mr. Happy, who is standing there, soaking in the cheers of the crowd.}

IWF Galaxy: “HALL OF FAME! HALL OF FAME! HALL OF FAME!”

Vasco Dias: “This crowd is nuts, Mr. Happy, to the hall of fame?”

Terri Morasco: “Dreamers will dream, but Happy has busted his ass for how many years? It’s kind of heartwarming to see him get a little bit of a moment in the sun.

{Happy quickly grabs Cross by the shoulder, wanting him to hold on for a moment. Happy motions towards the audience as a bottle of faygo comes flying in from the crowd, he motions again as another one comes. He hands it to Cross, as the two men look at each other for a bit before in tandem shaking it up. Popping the top off it, the soda begins to fix out at an incredible rate as the two men slam the bottles together before chugging down the root beer. Cross points at Happy, nodding his head as he finally makes his exit allowing Happy to soak in the moment, as the ring crew cleans up the mess around Happy once again.}

Vasco Dias: “Faygo sales are gonna be through the roof after tonight!”

{The scene fades as we cut to whatever is next for the pay per view.}

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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
”I’m The Boss...”

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{We return from a short break and head straight backstage where the camera is focused on Roberto Verona preparing for his match later tonight. He wraps tape around his fists before he looks up and notices Jessica Reed walk into shot, causing the crowd to cheer.}

Jessica Reed: Hey Bertie.

{Verona winces.}

Roberto Verona: Don’t call me that. You make me sound like a quaint British policeman.

{Jessica snorts.}

Jessica Reed: If you insist.

Roberto Verona: What are you doing here?

Jessica Reed: I came to watch you and Cable, is that not allowed?

{Verona goes to answer but Jess raises a hand.}

Jessica Reed: Don’t answer that, I bought a ticket for a box seat, you don’t get a choice.

{Roberto rolls his eyes.}

Roberto Verona: You know you don’t need to pay for tickets, you’re a Hall of Famer.

Jessica Reed: Wait… I don’t?

{Verona sighs and shakes his head.}

Roberto Verona: Just… go find your sister, she’ll get you a better seat. You need to start remembering you’re not just some annoying slob living on my couch any more.

Jessica Reed: Thanks… wait…anymore? Hey!

Roberto Verona: Whilst you’re here, go see the physio too, I want your in-ring clearance sorting by the end of the evening. You’ll need a more thorough approval than you’ve required to compete on all those house shows.

{The capacity crowd pops.}

Jessica Reed: Yes, whatever you say “boss.”

Roberto Verona: I am your boss. And once me and Cable are finished with TNT tonight, we’ll make sure Steve Awesome is painfully aware of that too.

Jessica Reed: Hey, whatever floats you boat man, I won’t judge.

Roberto Verona: Do you have to ruin my closing statements for the camera like that?

Jessica Reed: We’re on camera?

{Verona closes his eyes with exacerbated frstruation as he nods his head towards the camera crew. Jess turns and without speaking, rushes out of shot.}

Roberto Verona: Why do I get the impression I’m going to regret this.

{Verona sighs as he finishes lacing up his boots and we return to ringside ready for our next match as Dark Reign continues!}


MATCH
EXTREME RULES MATCH
Spike Kane vs James Gilmore

{Charm City Devils' "Unstoppable" begins to play as jets of water shoot out from all directions. We then see James Gilmore stepping out onto the stage, haggard appearance and all, as he walks down to the ring without saying a word.}

Vasco Dias: Recently Gilmore was victimized by God himself, now he's out here thinking he can take on the Blood God...

Terri Morasco: In IWF anybody can beat anybody on any giv-

Vasco Dias: The God of Xtreme…

Terri Morasco: Yeah, but-

Vasco Dias: The God of Steel…

Terri Morasco: I get your point.

{The crowd grow silent as the lights go out, monks chanting can be heard, as the chanting gets louder the stage area starts to fill with smoke. Suddenly, and abruptly as the drums and guitars kick in a pyro explodes around the stage.}

“BROTHERS! MY BROTHERS!

Is this all what we are?

SISTERS! MY SISTERS!

We’ve been crushed by the fists of GOD!!!”

{On the word God another pyro explodes either side of the rampway as Spike Kane appears through the smoke, to a growing roar from the crowdt. He stands with his arms outstretched, fists balled up soaking in the reaction from the crowd. After a few seconds he simply heads right to the ring, rolling under the bottom rope and standing right in the center of the ring, extending his arms once more, before the lights fade to normal and the music fades.}

Vasco Dias: I feel bad for Gilmore...I mean I would, if he wasn’t such a loud mouthed douchebag.

Terri Morasco: James speaks up for what he believes in.

Vasco Dias: Oh really, what is that?

Terri Morasco: I said he speaks up, I didn’t say I understood it.

{The bell rings and Gilmore begins to pace the ring, Spike simply stands in the corner, smirking. James begins to press forward towards Spike, but Kane simply drops to his back and rolls out of the ring, for a moment Gilmore looks confused, before he realises Spike is dragging weapons from underneath the ring. Gilmore tries to act quickly and hits the ropes, coming back at Spike with a very uncharacteristic suicide dive, taking the Hall of Famer down.}

Vasco Dias: What in the hell!?

Terri Morasco: James Gilmore isn’t going to let Spike have his way here, he’s thrown caution to the wind and is bringing it to the God of Xtreme!

{Gilmore rises to his feet and roars with aggression, the crowd actually pop for him, impressed with his intensity. He looks at the weapons scattered across the floor and grabs a steel chair. He turns around and rapidly brings it down on Spike’s back. Kane shouts out as Gilmore hits him, but he slowly crawls to the security barrier. As Gilmore approaches him, Spike grabs him and pulls him down, the chair hits the security barrier, before Gilmores face collides with it afterwards.}

Terri Morasco: Oh jeez, that has to hurt.

Vasco Dias: Gilmore had the pressure on Spike, but Kane’s awareness is second to none.

{The crowd seem a little deflated as Gilmore drops to the floor. Spike pulls himself up and leans on the security barrier, before he grins, and then begins to laugh. He looks down at Gilmore and drags him to his feet, he pulls him by the hair towards the ring and then with all his strength throws him head first into the ring post!}

Vasco Dias: Wow, Spike is really trying to do some damage to that dome of Gilmores.

Terri Morasco: Spike Kane is as methodical as he is violent.

{Spike then turns to the scattered weapons and begins to slide them into the ring, he slides in a table, a chair, before throwing in a sledgehammer, and then slowly, almost teasingly pulls out a baseball bat covered in nails.}

Vasco Dias: Oh my god! It’s The Spiked One!

Terri Morasco: I thought that was a sledgehammer wrapped in barbed wire?

Vasco Dias: Come on Terri, that’s the spiked one version seven point oh! This is the original, the classic!

{Spike slowly walks towards James Gilmore, and is just about to bring down the bat on his head when James lunges forwards and delivers a huge low blow to Spike Kane! The crowd visibly “ooh” as Spike drops the bat and falls to his knees. Gilmore rises to his feet and drags Spike to his, rolling him into the ring. James slowly climbs in after him, and hits the ropes as Spike staggers to his feet, Gilmore goes for the WIPEOUT! But!!! Spike reverses it into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Both men flop to the floor.}

Terri Morasco: Gilmore was looking to end it there, he thought he’d done enough.

Vasco Dias: Does he not know who he’s in the ring with!?

Terri Morasco: Sometimes I don’t think he does…

{Spike rolls back out of the ring and picks up his bat before heading back into the ring. He looks around and drops the bat for a second, before setting up the table in the middle of the ring, he also sets up the chair in a sitting position before James Gilmore pulls himself up to his feet, with the bat. He swings for Spike, but Spike ducks underneath, he kicks Gilmore in the gut and THUNDERSTRUCK!!! Gilmore bounces around and the referee slides in expecting Spike to cover, but he just shakes his head, picking up “The Spiked One” once more.}

Vasco Dias: Oh man, he’s got some plans here.

{Spike stands over Gilmore and screams at him to get to his feet. He shouts at him to get his revenge, mocks him for their last battle over a year ago. He just screams and shouts at Gilmore. James makes it to his knees and looks up at Spike, he flips him the double bird and Spike brings the bat down on the head of James Gilmore. Blood immediately rushes from the wound and down the face of James Gilmore. He wobbles and almost goes down, but Spike drags him to his feet, he lifts him up…..steps onto the chair and….SPIKE IMPAILER OFF THE CHAIR AND THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!}

Terri Morasco: Sweet holy mother of god, he just killed him!

Vasco Dias: Spike told James he was going to destroy him, this is him delivering on that promise.

{The referee scrambles through the rubble of the table as Spike covers, blood soaks the table remnants, the mat, and the back of Spike Kane as he hooks the leg…..ONE! …..TWO! …….THREE!!!}

Terri Morasco: Well it looked like James Gilmore was prepared for this match, but ultimately, he was victimized once again.

Vasco Dias: Spike wanted to shut him up, I guess he did?

{Back inside the ring Spike stands above Gilmore as the referee holds his arm up. Medics are trying to rush to Gilmore’s aid, but Spike scares them off. He puts one foot on the chest of James Gilmore and mouths “now, you shut up” before spitting on him. “Crushed” plays over the sound system, before Spike rolls out of the ring and slowly backs up the ramp, grinning all the time.}


MATCH
TAG TEAM WORLD CUP FIRST ROUND
Special Guest Commentators: Awesomely Bueno
CaBerto vs TNT

{Intro the Blizzard of Flames by Turbonegro starts to play as clips of Hollywood and the beach play on the screen. Sexualized shots of Steve Awesome, Mandi Matthews-Bates, El Grande Malo, and Rob Diamond interchange on the screen along with the graphic “Awesome Entourage”. After a few moments the intro slowly fades.}

{All the lights in the arena die out and the fans in attendance start chanting
his name.}

"AWE-SOME! AWE-SOME! AWE-SOME!"

Dramatic Pause.

"REGRETS I'VE HAD MINE!"

{The lights in the arena explode to life as they flash green and black to the beat as Steve Awesome comes running out with intensity to the hyped up chorus of "Full of Regrets" by Danko Jones. Flanked behind him is his wife Mandi Matthews-Bates in a new dress, Malo wearing an Awesomely Bueno t-shirt and Rob Diamond dressed in a ref shirt.}

Lonely nights/ and a whole lot of wasted time!
If you see her wont you tell her for me/
It's better this way to avoid all the misery

{The chorus plays again as Steve walks down to the ring. The guitar starts soloing and Steve hops into the ring and he provocatively slips off his jacket and then spins and drops into a kneel and he flexes his arms. He gets a slow motion effect as pyro spray behind him, his entourage clapping and cheering him on.}


Terri Morasco: You know I knew we would have guests for this match but I didn’t realize he was bringing everyone.

Steve Awesome: How dare you not have enough chairs for us!

Vasco Dias: Yeah Terri, how dare you!

{Crew members hustle to get the rest of The Awesome Entourage chairs.}

Rob Diamond: I should have you disqualified, Terri. You know I’m a referee now, Terri.

Terri Morasco: I’ve heard. But that doesn’t make sense. I’m not even in a match!

El Grande Malo: Do not do the tempting of Senoir Diamond, Terri. He is stern but fair official.

Steve Awesome: Yeah so watch your mouth, Terri!

Vasco Dias: Yeah!

Terri Morasco: I can tell this is going to be a looooong match.


{Todd and Teddy make there entrance}

Terri Morasco: Here comes the team of Todd and Teddy. A good team with tons of potential but they just can’t seem to get on the right track. Will they do it tonight when they take on CaBerto?

Steve Awesome: Pfft no! Because Cable and Verona are probably going to cheat!

{CaBerto make there tag team entrance.}

Terri Morasco: And now the super team of Cable and Verona. Together they are almost three years worth of world champion!

Steve Awesome: Here come the cheaters! I wonder how many of those title wins were done fairly? Night of the Immortals Three anyone?

Terri Morasco: Okay that’s true, I can’t deny that but when else have they ever cheated, recently?

Mandi Matthews-Bates: You watch the matches Terri, im sure you can think of some examples.

El Grande Malo: She has you there!

Vasco Dias: Yeah!

Terri Morasco: I can’t think of a single moment.

Steve Awesome: That’s because your biased, Terri.

Vasco Dias: I always knew she was.

Terri Morasco: *sigh*

{The match gets started as Roberto starts off against Todd. The technical boss man immediately gets wrist control of Todd and goes for a back drop but Todd resists. Verona clubs Todd in the back of the neck and then back drops him hard on the back of his head.}

Terri Morasco: Verona drops Todd on his head there with a brutal looking backdrop.

Steve Awesome: He is clearly cheating. Look at that he is grabbing him by the hair.

Rob Diamond: Totally illegal and grounds for disqualification.

Terri Morasco: What about you? How many times have you cheated?

Steve Awesome: ….I have no idea what your talking about Terri.

Terri Morasco: The fake injury, cheating to beat Cable Arcane at Danger Zone.

Steve Awesome: Ummm...uh...OH! Verona hits Todd with a huge splash in the corner! We have a match to call Terri!

Vasco Dias: Yeah Terri!

{Verona tags in Cable and Cable comes in with some hard chops and strikes, Todd manages to block a strike and get a few of his own in but Cable ducks under the third strike and crushes Todd with a back breaker. Everyone ohhhh’s real loud at the velocity of the move.}

Mandi Matthews-Bates: Terri, I don’t like the tone you are taking with my husband. My husband is innocent compared to how terrible Cable Arcane and Roberto Verona is.

El Grande Malo: Me best amigo Steve Awesome is true hero. Taking on establishment for good of world. He is like a superhero. And we are going to win the world tag team cup!

Terri Morasco: Yeah Well first you have to get through these men one day soon!

Steve Awesome: Piece Of cake. My boy Rob Diamond will keep the match fair. Without there cheating ways, they stand no chance. We look forward to beating them in this tournament!

{Todd manages to get some distance with a well placed uppercut and he gets the tag to Teddy. Ted comes running in but he runs right into the Made To Suffer!}

Terri Morasco: How did you like that Steve?

Steve Awesome: I’m not scared, I’m about to become Extreme Champion!

{Cable pins Teddy. 1.2.3. The ref raises there hands in victory as The Awesome Entourage glares at CaBerto!}

{cut to commercial}

“Coming this May. Steve Awesome is a new cop on the beat in Beverly Hills.”

{We see a smartly dressed Steve Awesome in a pile of rubble holding a gun.}

“You killed my partner!”

{He takes aim and fires.}

“With his partner dead and a conspiracy at foot he is forced to take the law into his own hands.”

{Steve Awesome no stands in front of a surly gentleman in an office.}

“Badge. Gun. Awesome!”

{We cut to Steve Awesome chasing someone across roof tops.}

“You’ll never get away with this!”

{Steve Awesome in a wife beater stands on top of a sky scraper holding a gun on John Barrowman.}

“It’s all down from here.”

“This May, Steve Awesome is… BEVERLY HILLS DETECTIVE!!!!”

{return from commercials}

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VIGNETTE SEGMENT
”What is Mine!”

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{The lights go out in the area as the video package plays.}

“This is my Imperial Wrestling Federation”

{Images of blood covered hands.}

“It’s members will bow to my law or they will burn.”

{An image of skeletal forms shambling through an inferno.}

“It’s Champions will bend to my will or they will fall.”

{Flashes of Brooklyn, Caleb, Bob, God, and Vivienne but their flesh rotting.}

“This is my dominion.”

{An image of a dark night and someone being pushed under the water of a river.}

“It’s members will do as I say or they will be destroyed.”

{A sped up image of Dawn Halliwell being crucified.}

“It’s future will be as I decree or it will end.”

{An empty ring ravaged by decay.}

“I have seen what must be done, and nothing will stand in my way.”

{A birth certificate being thrown into a fire.}

“We will be greater and we will be stronger.”

{A church burning.}

“No matter what sacrifice we must make.”

{An image of a closed door and someone screaming in pain.}

“This is my Imperial Wrestling Federation.”

{An empty throne.}

“And I will see it destroyed before I surrender it.”

{A building exploding.}

“The seals are breaking.”

{A infinite void filled with endless chains and mocking laughter.}

“And I am coming back.”

{The lights come back on in the arena.}


MATCH
IWF EXTREME CHAMPIONSHIP LADDER MATCH
Steve Awesome vs Jason Sandman vs Ulf Hednir vs Caleb Lockwood(c)

{The ladder match between Steve Awesome, Jason, Ulf and Caleb is hard hitting. Many weapons are used and Jason seems to take the brunt of the damage. Robb Diamond assists at one point in giving Steve a leg up on the ladder but Ulf pushes the ladder down causing it to crash to the mat. While Ulf and Steve are fighting in the corner, Caleb climbs the ladder and grabs the belt.}

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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
”Always Good to Have Friends”

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{The camera comes on to Ciara getting her equipment on alone in the locker room. She is clearly trying to pump herself up for the match later in the night, when the door bangs open with Charity Crowne and Crystal Hilton in tow.}

Charity Crowne: Ciara, I didn’t expect you to be in here.

Crystal Hilton: This is a locker room for people with friends, didn’t you know that?

Charity Crowne: Honestly how are you doing?

Ciara O'Connor: Fine.

Charity Crowne: Thought you might want some company.

Ciara O'Connor: Why?

Crystal Hilton: You’re all alone, aren’t you?

Charity Crowne: Everyone seems to have moved past you. Vivienne certainly has.

Ciara O'Connor: Fuck off.

Charity Crowne: Alright, alright. Just wanted to check. You never know when you might get tired of this and want to live the dream.

{Ciara gets an unreadable expression on her face.}

Crystal Hilton: How does it feel to be completely abandoned by all of your so called friends? Vivienne has a match. Dawn has a match. And you’re what? Alone trying to get ready for a match against one of your ‘friends’ who insulted you?

Charity Crowne: Don’t worry, she’s sort of used to it.

{The two members of the Best Friends Club laugh loudly as they exit the locker room. Leaving Ciara to seethe behind them.}


MATCH
IWF OPEN WEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
If Vivienne retains, whoever she pins or submits will be barred from receiving another title shot for three months.
Crystal Hilton vs Fiona McFly vs Vivienne Rodgers(c)

Alison Valance: The following match is a triple threat for the Open Weight Championship

Terri Morasco: This will be the first time this belt will be defended under it’s new name. Anyone in this match could make their mark with this match.

Vasco Dias: Specifically both Crystal and Fiona have to have their eye on pinning Vivienne before she gets the chance to pin them or one of them will be banned from getting a title shot for three months.

Terri Morasco: It’s a motivator, that’s for certain. All three women will be giving their all to make this match all it can be.

{The opening trumpets to Confident by Demi Lovato begin to play as the lights in the ring drop, leaving gold and green spotlights on the stage and ramp. The lights in the arena pulse with similar colors as the bass kicks in. Vivienne herself does not appear until the lyrics begin in Earnest, walking on from backstage with Ciara alongside her.}

Alison Valance: Frist down to the ring, from Madison, Wisconsin and your current Open Weight Champion… VIVIENNE RODGERS!

{Vivienne grins confidently as she raises a fist into the air on stage, holding the pose for a few seconds before stepping toward the ring, throwing a few punches and a kick as she begins to walk. She jumps up onto the apron, walking alongside the outer part of the ring before going in over the top rope, interacting with the crowd as she circles the inside of the ring. Ciara follows her in, circling opposite her and working to get the crowd psyched up for the match. She takes to the center of the ring as the chorus plays, raising her fists into the air before she and her manager share a high five before Vivienne settles into her corner as Ciara slips out to ringside.}

Vasco Dias: She certainly seems proud of herself.

Terri Morasco: She is the champion right now, Vasco.

Vasco Dias: There’s only one women in this match who deserves to hold this title. That is Crystal Hilton. She’s got the skills. She’s got the moves. She’s got the Best Friends Club. What does Vivienne have?

Terri Morasco: … A belt? Some friendships outside of the ring-


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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 Hilton emerging through the backstage curtain and the mixed reaction of the crowd are deafening. She isn’t alone as her new best friend Charity Crowne 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 ignores the crowd. The crowd boos loudly but there are a few cheers in return as they glance back at the Hollywood hottie, and Charity poses, brushing her hair back slightly.}

Alison Valance: From Los Angeles, California… CRYSTAL HILTON!


{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. Charity waits on the edge of the ring.}


Vasco Dias: Look at her Terri! Look at the Silver Screen Queen with The Crown Jewel. Perfect pairing. It’s perfect! They look so good together.

Terri Morasco: It is certainly new to have Charity in her entrance down to the ramp.

Alison Valance: And last but not least, from Arlington, Texas…. FIONA MCFLY!

{The lights go out, and we see a combination of eerie green lighting and fog fill the entire arena. Suddenly, a dancer, clad in green, walks onto the stage and performs a tap dance routine to an original Celtic piece, stopping to look at herself in front of a giant mirror--which projects an image of a very young Fiona McFly, aged seven, standing in front of a proud Royal Navy sailor as the first excerpt from the final tweet given by famed actor Leonard Nimoy is shown on the big screen above.}

"A life is like a garden..."

{As the music increases in intensity, a second dancer, sporting a silver uniform, performs a slightly longer version of the same tap dance routine until stopping to look at the mirror--which then projects Fiona as a preteen, posing with her first go-kart racing trophy she'd won in the summer of 1994 at the age of 12. The second excerpt from the "Star Trek" legend's tweet is shown as the photo in the mirror fades into nothingness...}

"Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved..."

{A third dancer, wearing a gold uniform, walks onto the stage to join the other two in a frenzied "Lord of the Dance"-style routine as the music reaches its crescendo. At this point, all three dancers stop to look at the mirror once again--this time, it projects an image of Fiona sporting blonde hair, wearing her old University of Wisconsin, followed by a photo of her beating up on Ana Valentine, her first IWF opponent, as the final except for Nimoy's tweet is displayed.}

"...except in memory."

{As the dancers begin their final tap dance, the four different photographs, all black-and-white, fade in and out as the tune reaches its climax before coming to a stop. The trip walks over to the end of the stage to grab a giant mallet; as a group, they carry the object over and, with all their combined strength, aim it directly at the glass, which shatters into pieces. At this moment, the Dropkick Murphys' "I'm Shipping Up to Boston" begins to play as Fiona McFly, in Jack Gaither’s silver, blue, and gold boots with matching long pants, with a gold-hued whip in hand, leaps through the busted mirror, prompting pyrotechnics to go off as a shower of confetti rains down from the ceiling. With the dancers tapping to her entrance theme, Fiona smiles lovingly before joining the dancers for a routine of her own before walking down to the ring, hugging fans along the way as the lights come back on. Before stepping into the ring, Fiona gives the whip to a lucky soul as a souvenir.}


Terri Morasco: Fiona looks ready to go here. Paying tribute to her late husband in that gear.

Vasco Dias: I’m surprised he wasn’t buried in it.


{The three women stand in their corners, The ref takes the belt from Vivienne and shows it to the other three women so they can all have a look at it. Viv waves at the other two with a kind smile. Crystal rolls her eyes and scuffs. Fiona nods to Viv in greeting. Charity Crowne walks around the ring to where Ciara is standing.}

Vasco Dias: Get a good look at that belt, Vivienne. It’s the last you are going to see it

Terri Morasco: You don’t know that.

{As soon as the bell rings, Crystal runs across the ring hitting Fiona with an Enziguri knocking her to the mat. As Crystal stands posing slightly, getting applause from Charity. Viv comes in a grabs Crystal from behind hitting her with a Belly to back suplex.}

Vasco Dias: Strong opening from Crystal here. Showing the world, she is taking that title home.

Terri Morasco: Viv taking things just as easily as she receives them.

{Charity appears to be talking to Ciara who has an unreadable expression. Viv hits Crystal with a Powerbomb}

Terri Morasco: Viv using one of her favorites here.

Vasco Dias: Viv is going to wear herself out trying to take Crystal out.


{Crystal gets away from Viv and bounces off the ropes to hit Viv with a Springboard Hurricarana. Crystal tries to go for the pin
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Fiona hits Crystal with a dropkick knocking her off Viv.}

Terri Morasco: Fiona breaking the pin here.

Vasco Dias: Just accept you are going to lose Fiona! Let The Best Friends Club take this title it deserves.

{As Viv gets off the mat Fiona hits her with a Spinning wheel kick knocking her back to the mat. Crystal goes towards Fiona with a Leg Sweep. Crystal gets on the ropes and hits Fiona with a Spring Board Moonsault.}

Vasco Dias: Crystal subjugating everyone in this match.

Terri Morasco: These three keep going back and forth.

{Viv jumps off the mat and grabs Crystal hitting her with another Swinging Backbreaker. As Fiona gets off the mat Viv hits her with a chokeslam. When Crystal attempts to climb on the ropes and leaps at Viv but she is caught, and Viv hits her with Fireman’s carry into a side slam.}

Terri Morasco: Impressive move from Rodgers there.

Vasco Dias: Lucky move.

{Viv goes for the pin
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Fiona pulls Viv off of Crystal.}

Vasco Dias: Thank you Fiona. We all know you should be the one eating this pin.

Terri Morasco: Can you not?

{Crystal and Fiona are standing near each other breathing a little hard. Viv stands on the other side stretching, motioning them both forward.}

Terri Morasco: Vivienne is not backing down here. She really wants to show what she’s got.

Vasco Dias: Mistake.

{Crystal and Fiona nod at each other.}

Vasco Dias: Oh look at that, Crystal doing a charitable action by helping Fiona out by taking Viv out together.

Terri Morasco: I do not think either one really trusts eachother.

{Fiona hits Viv with a Roundhouse kick, Crystal does a Tornado ddt on top of Viv. Fiona grabs Viv in an Iron Claw causing Viv to let out a sound of pain.}

Terri Morasco: Fiona showing she really wants this championship here.

Vasco Dias: Completely ignoring Crystal’s moves as per usual Terri. You should be ashamed.

{Crystal hits Viv with a Body Slam. Fiona waits for Crystal to move out of the way to hit Viv with a Flying forearm.}

Vasco Dias: Crystal looking stunning in the ring.

Terri Morasco: They are working together to take down the Champion.

{Fiona waits for Viv to stand up before hitting her with a Headscissor takedown.}

Terri Morasco: Nice move from Fiona there.

{Crystal golf claps before hitting Fiona with a Small Package rolling her for a pin.
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Terri Morasco: Crystal taking any chance she can to win.

Vasco Dias: Which is the smart thing to do here.

{Fiona looks at Crystal, clear rage in her eyes as she goes after Crystal with a Roundhouse Kick/Punch combo as she drives Crystal into the corner. The ref comes over and is actively counting how long Fiona can keep Crystal in the corner.}

Vasco Dias: Look at Fiona losing her temper here. Such a shame. Ref, do something!

{Viv uses the ropes to stand slowly. The ref is yelling at Fiona to back off Crystal.}

Terri Morasco: Vivienne is getting up. Those two should be focusing on the object at hand.

Vasco Dias: The Open Weight championship belongs to Crystal. It’s only a matter of time.

{Fiona takes a step back from Crystal, breathing hard. Behind Viv, Ciara moves from standing next to Charity to climb onto the apron, checking on Viv. The two have a brief conversation where Viv smiles and waves her off.}

Vasco Dias: Ugh. Ciara and Vivienne shoving their friendship in everyone’s faces.

Terri Morasco: You approve of Charity and Crystal doing it.

Vasco Dias: That’s different. They are amazing.


{Crystal slaps Fiona hard in the face. Fiona tries to go back into punching and kicking her but the ref is holding her back slightly trying to give a chance to recover. Crystal is yelling at the Ref loudly, pointing at Fiona. Fiona is yelling at Crystal.}

Vasco Dias: Ref handle this cat fight. Let them fight.

{Ciara steps between the ropes behind Viv, she says something as she takes a running start and hits Viv with an Upring.}

Terri Morasco: WHAT?

Vasco Dias:…Did she just?

{Ciara smirks, “FUCK YOU CIARA” chant can be heard from the crowd.}

Terri Morasco: Vivienne Rodgers is her client. Her friend! What is happening?!

{The ref turns just in time to miss Ciara slide out of the ring to stand back with Charity Crowne who is laughing, putting an arm around Ciara. As the Ref’s back is turned Crystal grabs Fiona by the head and slams her face first into the turnbuckle.}

Vasco Dias: Ciara O’Connor just upgraded to a better friend in Charity Crowne.

Terri Morasco: No… No!

Vasco Dias: I for one welcome our new beautiful overloads in the Best Friends Club.

{Crystal poses, turning around getting loud boos from the crowd.}

Vasco Dias: There is the women who is going to take home this belt.

Terri Morasco: I … I can’t believe Ciara just sabotaged her own client and best friend to give this victory to Crystal?

Vasco Dias: She’s upgrading to better friends, Terri. Upgrading. Don’t act like she killed friendship.

Terri Morasco: It looks dead to me.

{Crystal walks to Vivienne’s form and laughs. She stands proud raising her arms as the boos echo throughout the arena.}

Terri Morasco: The crowd is making their feelings known about this situation.

Vasco Dias: And they are wrong Terri. This is beautiful.

{Viv gets up slowly, Crystal goes go a kick, but Viv catches the leg, lops it over her shoulder, grabbing Crystals other leg Standing up underneath her, setting up for the RAISE YOUR GLASS.}

Vasco Dias: NO!

Terri Morasco: Always nice to see people get their just deserts.

{Pausing only a moment before knocking back into the suplex, bridging keeping Crystal’s shoulders down.
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Alison Valance: Winner and STILL Open Weight Champion…. VIVIENNE RODGERS!

Terri Morasco: Vivienne gets a win here. But it can’t feel much like a victory.

Vasco Dias: She has robbed Crystal of being able to compete for a championship! It’s wrong! She should feel bad!

{Vivienne stands releasing Crystal who is pulled out of the ring quickly by Ciara, checking to see if she’s okay. Vivienne looks hurt even as “Confident” plays over the sound system.}

Vasco Dias: Good job, Ciara. Protect your friend from that terrible Vivienne Rodgers.

Terri Morasco: What is wrong with you?

{Charity pops up and DIAMOND CUTTER’s Viv against the ropes, knocking the Open Weight Champion back down on the mat before laughing and walking with Crystal and Ciara up the ramp. Fiona sits up and sees what is happening before going to check on Viv.}

Terri Morasco: I don’t know what this says about The Best Friends Club…

Vasco Dias: It says they are going to be there for each other, Terri.


MATCH
IWF WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP
Nighthawk vs Angel Blake(c)

Alison Valance: “This next contest is for the IWF World Championship and is scheduled for one fall.”

{The somber tones of "Sail" by DevilDriver hit the PA as the arena is plunged back into darkness. An "X" burning in black and white tones is displayed on the screen as a lone spot light appears on the stage just as the song starts to kick into gear, Angel stands there with his back to the crowd, his arms out in the mock Christ pose. Angel turns to face the crowd and they erupt into a chorus of boos as he sneers and heads to the ring in step with the song. Angel walks up the steps and quickly climbs up the ropes on the outside, he throws out his arms and tosses his coat to the side as he stands on the top rope, arms out stretched and the arena is blinded in light. Angel jumps down and waits for the match to start as the music comes to a stop.}

{As his opponent waits in the ring the arena lights slowly fade to black as "Light of the Seven (You'll Never Leave Harlan Alive Intro)" by Srod Almenara ft. Alina Lesnik booms out over the sound system accompanied by royal-blue Roman columns of fireworks and slowly falling cherry blossom leaves. Finally standing at the top of the ring ramp Nighthawk gazes down at his opponent and takes a long deep breath before slowly removing the top knot keeping his long hair free from flowing to the middle of his back while walking to the ring slowly, his eyes never leaving his opponent and a stony gaze of absolute concentration and focus. Climbing in the ring Nighthawk slowly unzips his leather duster and hands it to a ringside attendant before going into a wrestler's crouch in the middle of the ring.}

Alison Valance: “Introducing first, in the corner to my left, he is the challenger. Coming to us tonight from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 185 pounds… ‘The Man of 1000 Holds’…. ‘The Wrestling Machine’ Nighthawk!”

{As Nighthawk steps out of the corner, gazing with absolute hatred at Angel, the crowd bombs the ring with orange, blue, white, and silver streamers and chants of “Best in the World” and “Next World Champ!”}

Alison Valance: “And his opponent, in the corner to my right, he is making his 1st defense of the IWF World Heavyweight Championship and is accompanied to ringside by Jayson Matthews. From an undisclosed location in the state of Connecticut and weighing in at 228 pounds, he is the 2014 IWF Roulette Winner, a former IWF Imperial Champion, and your current reigning and defending IWF World Heavyweight Champion. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome…. Angel ‘God’ Blake!”

{As Angel steps out of the corner with his championship around his waist, Jayson Matthews reluctantly clapping for him on the floor, the crowd bombs the ring not with streamers and praise but instead with chants of “Die Angel Die” and “Nighthawk’s going to kill you”.}

Terri Morasco: “And on the main event of our annual Viewer’s Choice show, we have a battle between the forces of good and evil. Nighthawk, who won a fan poll to get this title shot, will challenge for the World Championship for only the 2nd time in his IWF career. In his last chance, he took then-champion Alex Jones to the limit in an instant classic. Will tonight be any different?”

Vasco Dias: “That’s not the thing I’m most interested in, Terri. Jayson Matthews, who is Nighthawk’s former student and is currently under GOD’s wing, is in GOD’s corner. Is this another mind game from the Age of Gods, or is Jayson going to be expected to interfere at some point?”

{As both men wait in their respective corners for the bell to ring Nighthawk takes a deep calming breath as Angel smiles and ruffles the hair of Jayson Matthews, clearly intent on infuriating his opponent and taking him off his game. Ringing the bell to start the match Nighthawk immediately goes for a lockup only to have Angel roll to the floor and make a real show of consulting Jayson Matthews for advice, continuing to attempt to see if he can’t get under the skin of his opponent. Leaning against the middle rope, fastening closed his gloves as he waits for Angel to get back in the ring, the Chicago native keeps a stone face before Angel finally re-enters the ring at the count of 7. Walking back to the ring cockily, clearly believing his challenger has no chance to defeat him, Angel feints as if he is going for the lockup before dipping his body between the 2nd and 3rd turnbuckles in yet another attempt to slow the pace down and blunt any kind of momentum his opponent might be able to get. Finally pulling his upper body back through the ring, clearly intent on stalling and dragging the contest out, Angel smirks and stands in the center of the ring before mockingly raising his taped left hand above his head in an attempt to drag the “Wrestling Machine” into a test of strength. Leaning against the middle rope for a moment, clearly interested in getting the match going, Nighthawk simply swats away the knucklelock which causes Angel to circle for the ring as if thinking of what he wants to do next. Choosing to drop through the middle rope and taking a brief walk around the perimeter of the ring Angel finally sits down next to Jayson Matthews, who opens up a bottle of water and allows Angel to drink from it. Rolling back in at the count of 9, hand-waving the peeved referee away as he continues to smirk openly, Angel feints as though he’s going to lock up with Nighthawk before again heading to the floor as the “Man of 1000 Holds” leans his forearms on the top rope while he waits for the match to actually begin.}

Terri Morasco: “And as this match continues, you have to wonder if Angel is trying this stalling strategy out of a desire to see if he can’t force Nighthawk into losing his temper or if he’s really concerned about getting into a wrestling match against someone with Nighthawk’s technical bonafides. This is a very interesting choice he’s going with, Vasco, and I don’t know what made him decide to employ it.”

Vasco Dias: “I think, Terri, some people will look at this and believe that they’re seeing Angel Blake deliberately avoiding wrestling Nighthawk. I don’t think that’s what this is. I think this is a trap Angel is trying to set. He wants Nighthawk to over-commit, to get aggressive and take chances, because he knows what we all know. As a counter-wrestler, and a technician, Nighthawk is perhaps the best in the world. But he doesn’t like to lead. That might be why you’re seeing Angel wrestle this way.”

{as Nighthawk waits in the center of the ring, flipping his long hair out of his face as he patiently waits for Angel to get back into the center of the ring, the crowd starts to chant “Let’s go Nighthawk” and “Best in the World” louder and louder until their cheers shake the walls of the Staples Center. Finally rolling back in the ring Angel feints again for a lockup before dipping his body back through the ropes. But as he does so he leaves his left arm in full view of the Chicago native who pounces on the opening with a dragon screw to the left arm which immediately causes the World Champion to wince in pain and then hobble to the floor as he shakes out his left arm. Beckoning him back into the ring, removing a stray bit of wrist tape as he does so, Nighthawk stretches out his wrists before Angel carefully and cautiously steps back into the center of the ring as he continues to make sure his left arm hasn’t suffered any serious damage. Finally locking up, Angel uses a sudden burst of speed to quickly catch an ankle pick which he rotates right into a toe-and-ankle hold as he is very intent on ensuring that the “American Samurai” can’t continue to go after the left arm. Posting up on his elbows, as much to keep his own shoulders off of the mat as to ensure he can easily figure out what he wants to do next, Nighthawk smoothly does a full handstand to get out of the position he found himself in before Angel simply releases the toe-and-ankle hold and instead goes for a lateral press only to get caught in a kimura from the bottom position as he does so. Quickly scrambling to get to the ropes Angel rolls to the floor, shaking out his left arm as the “Wrestling Machine” flips his long hair out of his face and keeps his eyes on his opponent. Rolling back into the ring on the count of 7, continually shaking out his left arm, Angel gets a nasty snarl on his face and again goes for a collar-and-elbow lockup and then uses a well-hidden pull of the hair to guide himself into position for a side headlock. Trying to crank tightly on the headlock, as much to control his opponent as for any other reason, Angel quickly sees Nighthawk simply slip his head out of trouble and instead hook in a hammerlock as he continues to stay focused on weakening the left arm as Angel desperately tries to find his opponent’s head in an attempt to execute a snapmare or use some other way to escape. Finally backing his man into the ropes Angel waits until the exact moment the referee calls for the break before delivering a gorgeous back elbow that lands right on the chin of the “Master of 1000 Holds”.}

Terri Morasco: “You had to know there would be a bit of this, Vasco. Angel is getting outwrestled quite significantly, and he was never going to enjoy that at all Vasco. You have to wonder, though, if this is another part of that plan you mentioned earlier to try and force Nighthawk into being aggressive.”

Vasco Dias: “If I were to be advising Nighthawk on what to do here, I’d strongly suggest not sinking to the bait that Angel just threw in the water. The longer he can keep his head, the better chance he has to make sure he walks out with the World Heavyweight Title.”

{Running his tongue around his teeth, the barest hint of a smile across his face as it appears that he expected that trick, Nighthawk nonetheless goes back to the collar-and-elbow lockup and then immediately goes right into a standing armwringer before turning that into a stepover armbar. Reaching out for some way to get himself out of trouble Angel is able to use a well-hidden pull of the tights to get Nighthawk over into a schoolboy for a 2-count and then quickly hook in another attempt at a side headlock which again Nighthawk quickly escapes out of and attempts to lock in the Windy City Stretch which causes Angel to grab the ropes and quickly escape to the floor, continually shaking out his left arm. Taking a moment to pace around the outside of the ring, trying to think of what he wants to do next, Angel finally steps back into the ring and leans against the ropes for a bit. Going for a collar-and-elbow lockup Angel uses the waistband of Nighthawk’s trunks to pull him through the ropes, where he lands on the ring apron right in front of Jayson Matthews. Stopping to keep from falling on his former student the Chicago native leaves himself open for Angel to sneak in behind him and hit a bulldog off the apron to the floor below. Rolling his prey back in the ring Angel takes a moment to catch his breath before pulling the “American Samurai” up to his feet and whipping him into the nearest corner. Following him in, looking for a clothesline, Nighthawk still has enough wits about him to counter the clothesline by simply moving out of the way before running in himself and looking for a Stinger Splash only for Angel to alley-oop him onto the ring apron again. Taking a moment to find his bearings Nighthawk is able to hit a snap enzuigiri from the ring apron before going for a springboard hurricanrana which Angel counters into a buckle bomb followed by a jumping piledriver and then another buckle bomb before he demands the referee check to see if Nighthawk is unconscious. Annoyed that he just won’t quit Angel gets a half-mad look on his face before pulling Nighthawk up to all fours by his long hair and then insultingly raking his boot laces across the forehead of the “Wrestling Machine” before throwing his man to the ring apron and grapevining his legs around the ring post. Ignoring the protestations of Jayson Matthews Angel then proceeds to land a series of superior football-style kicks to the forehead as the referee frantically runs around to see if Nighthawk can continue in the contest. Finally letting go Angel then drags the “Master of 1000 Holds” back into the ring, smirking at the battered state of his opponent.}

Terri Morasco: “And after an opening portion of the match where we saw the full depth and breadth of Nighthawk’s technical advantage, we are seeing Angel brutalize his opponent. He’s not interested in making any covers here because I don’t think that’s the point, Vasco. He’s interested in brutalizing Nighthawk to send a message to all of his other challengers, whoever they might be.”

Vasco Dias: “He’s running up the score, Terri. I think, if he wanted to, he could pin Nighthawk now and this could be done. But, like you said, he wants to prove a point. But if he doesn’t go for the win eventually, it’s going to come back to bite him.”

{Pulling Nighthawk up to his feet Angel slaps him insultingly across the face before turning to the sold-out crowd at the Staples Center and screaming “This is your hero?” Turning around to continue the insult Angel is shocked when Nighthawk finds a second wind and somehow manages to land one flesh-searing knife-edge chop after another, which Angel initially shrugs off but eventually finds himself backed into the corner from the sheer relentlessness of the flurry. Stepping back Nighthawk goes for a running European uppercut only to be sidestepped and then hit with Tara’s Fury, followed by a falling knee drop to the sternum. Heading up to the top turnbuckle Angel implores the “Wrestling Machine” to “fall before me” before hitting a gorgeous double axhandle behind the left ear followed by a necktie clothesline. Pulling Nighthawk to his feet Angel lands a tombstone piledriver and a 2nd one before again demanding that the referee check to see if the Chicago native is knocked out. Seeing him not stirring the referee goes to ring the bell to stop the contest only to discover that Nighthawk is still hanging on to the hem of his dress pants, leading him to inform Angel the match must continue as the Staples Center crowd completely loses their mind and chants “Let’s go Nighthawk” until the rafters are almost shaking. Getting a half-crazed glint of madness in his eyes Angel pulls Nighthawk up before going for an Orange Crush, only to see the “American Samurai” counter into a spike frankensteiner. Gulping deep breaths of air as the referee counts both men down Nighthawk slowly crawls to the ropes as the sold-out crowd chants “Let’s go Nighthawk” while he pulls himself up. Pulling himself up a beat after Nighthawk Angel gets to his man first and then immediately lands heavy clubbing forearms while screaming “STAY DOWN, YOU INSOLENT WORM” which draws a 3rd wind from Nighthawk. Landing yet more knife-edge chops as he begins to try to husband an advantage Nighthawk finally backs Angel into the corner and then lands one more massive chop before landing a Concussion on Demand which stands Angel straight up in the corner. Stepping back a piece Nighthawk hits a 2nd Concussion on Demand and then a 3rd as Angel finally staggers out of the corner. Signaling for the Orange Crush Nighthawk is distracted by Jayson Matthews who slowly, regretfully, climbs onto the ring apron allowing Angel to somehow sneak out the back door with a low blow followed by a Genocide Kick for the 3-count.}

Alison Valance: “The winner of the match, and still your IWF World Heavyweight Champion, Angel Blake!”

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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
”Gods and Goddesses...”

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{The camera finds Dawn Halliwell backstage, rubbing some bruising on her wrists as she steps into a room where Spike Kane is relaxing after his match earlier in the evening alongside his partner, Angel Blake. The two of them look up, Spike in surprise and Angel in the opposite, as Dawn steps into the room.}

Spike Kane: Dawn? Shouldn't you be getting ready for your match?

Dawn Halliwell: I'm fine on that, just... do you have a minute to talk?

Spike Kane: Um... sure.

{He turns to his partner.}

Spike Kane: Can we have a moment?

God: She is here for us both.

{Spike frowns at him in confusion, glancing at Dawn expecting her to refute him... but instead she nods in affirmation.}

Dawn Halliwell: He's right actually. Look. I've been thinking about things a lot since Open Fight Night. The crucifixion. I was targeted explicitly because I had a connection to the two of you, because it seems you've made some enemies.

{Spike seems to slightly deflate.}

Spike Kane: If you need to distance yourself for your safety...

{Dawn scoffs.}

Dawn Halliwell: What? No. Fuck that. I'm not one to run and hide because someone is spooky at me from the shadows. No. If I'm being targeted for being close to you anyway... then I may as well go ahead and fucking embrace it. I want in.

Spike Kane: You want... you want to join the Age of Gods?

Dawn Halliwell: In the eyes of some I already am. Might as well reap the benefits as well as the rewards.

{God's eyes narrow.}

God: A mercenary justification. You do not have faith.

{Dawn shrugs.}

Dawn Halliwell: Maybe not. But not every crusader was a paladin, and not every Saint started a believer. I'm in it whether I like it or not, so I might as well run with you to help us both get back at whoever pulled that stunt. And who knows? Maybe along the line you can convince me.

{God raises an eyebrow and looks at Spike, who smirks.}

Spike Kane: I think she just challenged you.

God: Agreed. Very well, Daughter of Saint Michael. We will see.

{Dawn grins.}

Dawn Halliwell: Rad. You'll see you made the right choice after the Iron Maiden. Trust.

{Dawn turns and leaves. Spike turns back to God.}

God: She has your confidence.

Spike Kane: I wasn't expecting you to say yes.

God: I did not do it for me. I did it for you. A gift of time spent close. I trust you will not waste it?

{Spike's face is inscrutable as the camera fades to black.}


MATCH
IWF WOMENS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP
Astrid Hall vs Brooklyn Maddrox(c)

Terri Morasco: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL, and is for the IWF Women’s World Championship!

Vasco Dias: Here we go, Terri! Time for Brooklyn to finally show that violent brute why she’s the rightful IWF Women’s World Champion!

Terri Morasco: I thought you didn’t like the Pack, Vasco?

Vasco Dias: Just because her choice of company makes me uncomfortable won’t stop me from cheering for the Queen B!

{Lights out.}

Vasco Dias: Oh, no, this can’t be…

{Our Truth by Lacuna Coil begins to play as red lights begin to flash slowly before lights come up on the stage, now shrouded with thick red smoke. As the music swells, dim light begins to come up on the stage, now shrouded with blood red smoke as four silhouettes fade into view. As the guitar kicks in hard, the lights flash onto the stage revealing the five members of the Pack in full, gazing into the crowd and taking in their reaction - a vibrant, bouncing energy from Brooklyn, a cold glare from Maxine, an almost manic laugh from Dean, a nodding, savage grin from Caleb and a hard, intense smirk from Warren. After a few seconds Brooklyn walks towards the ring, tonight leading the rest of the Pack, side by side. The surround the ring, also shrouded with red smoke, each one taking a corner and climbing onto the ropes gazing either at the audience or at their victim within. Finally, with encouragement from the others, Brooklyn steps through the ropes and stands in the center of the ring, raising her fists into the air.}

Alison Valance: Introducing first, representing and accompanied by The Pack: from Las Vegas, Nevada… weighing in at 112 pounds she is the IWF Women’s World Champion… The Queen B, BROOOKLYYYYYN MAAAAADROOOOOX!

Vasco Dias: The entire Pack came out to stand with Brooklyn tonight!

Terri Morasco: All but one, who still hasn’t been seen since her match at the beginning of January. But even so, Brooklyn is still surrounded by the support of her family. The numbers are definitely going to be on Brooklyn’s Side tonight…

Alison Valance: And her opponent…

{The audience looks around, waiting for Immigrant Song to start playing as they watch for where Astrid will enter through the crowd… but they go nuts when instead of Immigrant song, the opening guitar plucks of Andrew W.K.’s “Ready to Die” plays instead.}

Terri Morasco: Wait a minute, that’s…

Vasco Dias: Look at the entrance ramp!

{Three figures stand side by side at the entrance ramp. One of them is unmistakably Astrid Hall. As the three of them step out into the light, it is revealed that she is accompanied by her manager Emma Danielson… and Spike Kane! Astrid nods with a savage grin on her face as she points defiantly at a stunned Brooklyn before, as one, all three of them blitz down to the ring at full sprints. Astrid hops up onto the apron and vaults over the ropes while Emma and Spike stare down against the rest of The Pack.}

Alison Valance: From Trondheim, Norway, accompanied by Emma Danielson and The Blood God, Spike Kane and weighing in at 185 pounds – The Valkyrie, ASTRIIIIID HAAAAAALL!!!

Vasco Dias: The faction may be officially defunct, but Astrid Hall is making a statement here tonight! With Spike and Emma at her side, this is looking to be the last ride of The Watchdogs!

Vasco Dias: Not that they had much of a first ride, but if The Pack was hoping to capitalize on a number’s game that strategy just got a lot harder.

{Astrid and Brooklyn stand right up against one another, neither woman showing a trace of apprehension as they stare one another down. After a few tense moments, the two of them return to their corners before the bell rings.}

DING!

{Astrid boldly strides forward, anger flaring in her eyes as she advances upon the Women’s Champion, clearly expecting Brooklyn to try to keep her distance, but is caught off guard as the much smaller woman charges right in to meet her head on! She flies into the comparatively towering Valkyrie and stops her advance in its tracks with a handspring back elbow that knocks Astrid back into the ropes, already shaking away cobwebs.}

Terri Morasco: The height on that strike!

Vasco Dias: Brooklyn Madrox is holding nothing back, not this time.

{Astrid cracks her neck and grins as she dashes forward, rushing into Brooklyn with a European uppercut. The strike breaks through Brooklyn’s defense, leaving her open for Astrid to pull her close for a twisting belly-to-belly suplex. Astrid tries to mount onto Brooklyn to unleash a hail of strikes, but Brooklyn twists and rolls away, keeping Astrid from being able to use her superior size to an advantage.}

Vasco Dias: Smart, quick moves from Brooklyn to keep away from The Valkyrie.

Terri Morasco: She’s going to have to be. Astrid’s a nearly unstoppable force, and the ease with which she broke through the Champion’s defense there is a testament to how Brooklyn won’t be able to rely on powering through her attacks.

Vasco Dias: What’s going on at ringside?

{A brief fight has broken out between Emma and Maxine, with Emma having jumped on Maxine’s back after the latter attempted to distract Astrid with a taunt. The two of them exchange a flurry of blows before Caleb pulls Maxine back, away from Emma and the furiously approaching Spike. Dean slips forward and stands in Spike’s path, getting right into the Blood God’s face and chuckling with a wide grin, holding his arms wide as though daring Spike to start a fight as Warren steps up next to him, staring his father down. Meanwhile, Maxine makes a move to try to distract Astrid again… but Brooklyn holds up a hand to ward her away, causing Maxine to step back from the ring.}

Terri Morasco: What was that about?

Vasco Dias: What does it look like, Terri? Brooklyn wants to end this little rampage that Astrid’s been putting on, and is determined to take down the monster herself.

{Astrid laughs and claps her hands at Brooklyn’s bravado, and again dashes forward with surprising agility for a woman her size. Brooklyn launches into Astrid with a flurry of swift strikes to the midsection, intermingled with a few stiff blows to the knees to attempt to disrupt her balance, but Astrid pushes through, seeming to shrug off the strikes through sheer force of will. Brooklyn tries to push Astrid back with a pele kick, but Astrid catches it! She swings the smaller woman by the leg, tossing her like a sack of bread into the ropes on the other side of the ring where Brooklyn desperately scrambles to regain her footing.}

Vasco Dias: The power on display with that toss…

Terri Morasco: Brooklyn really can’t afford to let Astrid get a hold of her. That could have been bad!

{Meanwhile at ringside, Spike and Emma are standing side by side, staring down The Pack as the tension between the two groups threatens to explode. It seems it’s only a matter of who will be the one to throw the first punch…

Astrid barrels towards Brooklyn, and crashes into her with a Running Big Boot that hits with enough force to send her over the top rope, where she crashes into Caleb and Warren. That blow seems to be enough to light the fuse of the powder keg. With an uproar of laughter, eyes wild with a mix of rage and delight, Dean throws himself at Spike as Emma once more launches herself at Maxine. The four of them devolve into an intense brawl as Brooklyn quickly gets back into the ring, launching off the ropes into a Springboard European uppercut that staggers Astrid. The Valkyrie drops to one knee as she grips one of her calves in pain, the strikes from Brooklyn’s earlier flurry now showing an impact.}

Terri Morasco: This has broken into an all-out WAR!

Vasco Dias: Astrid started it by throwing Brooklyn at the Pack! They’re just retaliating to the so-called Valkyrie targeting them, and responding in a way that won’t punish their teammate with disqualification.

Terri Morasco: Not that she’s shied away from it before…

{As Spike and Emma stand against twice their number, Brooklyn continues her frenzied assault on the momentarily weakened Astrid Hall, finally taking her to the mat with dropkick directly to Astrid’s throat. As Astrid goes to the ground, a hand goes to her collarbone as she winces in pain, indicating that something has gone wrong. Astrid gets back up to a kneeling position before Brooklyn takes her down again, this time with a Japanese arm drag before raining punches down onto Astrid’s face and shoulders. Having appeared to have seen Astrid’s display of pain, she strikes down onto the area near the collarbone, causing Astrid to shout out in pain before she forcibly throws Brooklyn away. Brooklyn lands on her feet and cracks her neck, shaking out her hands and grinning as Astrid staggers upright, still clutching her collar.}

Vasco Dias: Looks like the Queen B’s slowed the giant down.

Terri Morasco: That Dropkick hit Astrid harder than she was expecting. Do you think she’s hurt?

Vasco Dias: Do you think I care?

{Astrid roars with pain and anger as her eyes find Brooklyn, and she charges forward with renewed vigor and drives into Brooklyn with a Superman Punch! Brooklyn is staggered, but Astrid grabs onto her to keep her from going down. Indeed, instead she lifts Brooklyn up, propping her legs on the middle rope nearby and wrapping an arm around her neck, dragging her sharply down into the WRATH OF NIDHOGG! Astrid goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!!

Brooklyn kicks out, pushing a shoulder up to knock Astrid once again in the injured collarbone, causing Astrid to wince in pain as they roll away from one another.}

Vasco Dias: Brooklyn continuing to wear down that collar, and that’s got to be causing Astrid a lot of pain and slowing her down.

{Emma, having briefly broken away from the ringside fray as Security begins to move down to try to stop the violence, sees Astrid’s endangered situation and moves towards the ring to try to help… but Astrid waves her away sharply, mouthing that she won’t let anyone else get pulled into their fight. Brooklyn pulls herself to her feet and rushes forward, barreling into Astrid with the MCFLURRY, capitalizing on Astrid still not having drawn herself to her full height. She dizzies Astrid hard, and tries to set up for the BAMF… but can’t quite get Astrid up for it. Brooklyn tries a little too hard and a little too long, giving Astrid the chance to drag her into a short-arm lariat that sends Brooklyn smashing into the ground. Astrid moves to try to cover, but Brooklyn locks her limbs around the bottom rope before she can even try.}

Terri Morasco: That’s got to be disheartening for Madrox! With such a size disadvantage on Astrid, pinning her is going to be one of the hardest challenges of her life.

Vasco Dias: Brooklyn isn’t just a striker, Terri, and there’s always another way to pull through.

{The two women square off once again as Dean, on the other side of the ring, climbs onto the top rope and drives Spike through an announce table with a SCREAMING FROM THE SKY! Brooklyn and Astrid both take a moment to take in the carnage happening on the outside, with Spike barely holding ground against Dean and Warren working in tandem while Caleb watches in confusion as Maxine and Emma tear into one another with singular ferocity. The two women in the ring again lock eyes and charge at one another. It becomes quickly clear, however, that Astrid is fighting more through instinct than strategy, her movements fueled by pain turned into anger. This turns against her quickly as she instinctively tries to take Brooklyn down with a flying shoulder block, which sends them both to the ground but seems to cause more pain for Astrid than the champion.}

Terri Morasco: Oh no! What was she thinking!

Vasco Dias: Pretty sure she actually wasn’t.

{Brooklyn moves quickly as Spike drives Dean hard through the barricade with a BLOODY SUNDAY, causing Caleb and Warren both to jump on top of him. Brooklyn twists around Astrid as the taller woman tries to pull herself to her feet, but twists the pained Valkyrie into the JAWBREAKER! Astrid once again hits the mat, and once again Brooklyn is quick to capitalize… locking in the EVERLASTING GOBSTOPPER in the middle of the ring, angling her hold to apply brutal pressure onto the injured collarbone!}

Vasco Dias: SHE DID IT! IT’S ALL OVER!

{Astrid is in the middle of the ring with nowhere to go, and her face is quickly turning red from the pain of the lock onto her injury. She struggles against Brooklyn’s hold, desperately fighting to break free, to get to the ropes… but Brooklyn’s skill with this particular hold is too much for Astrid to overcome, and she quickly comes to realize that fact. With a despairing face, she swears loudly in Norwegian before tapping out!}

Alison Valance: Here is your winner… and STILL IWF Women’s World Champion… BROOKLYYYYYN MAAAAADROOOOOX!

{The Pack rushes into the ring to congratulate their sister as “Blow Up” by J. Cole plays over the PA, Spike and Emma exhausted at ringside. Astrid sits dejected against the corner post, clutching at her collarbone… but it’s not over for her yet. With a mocking laugh, Maxine Valentine strides over to the injured Valkyrie and begins ruthlessly kicking her in the stomach and the shoulder, further exacerbating the injury. Astrid is helpless as Dean and Warren turn to make sure that Spike and Emma won’t come in to save her…

But from the other side of the ring, vaulting over the barricade in a flash of neon pink and electric blue, another figure comes charging into the ring and blasting into Maxine before anyone else in the Pack can react!}

Vasco Dias: Is that…

Terri Morasco: IT IS! PANDORA FREEMAN IS BACK!

{Pandora drives into the side of Maxine’s head hard with a TANK GIRL as the crowd exploes into cheers. Astrid watches on in amazement as Pandora follows up the strike with a BEAT DROP, positioning herself between Astrid and the rest of The Pack. The five of them look stunned as the crowd begins chanting “THANK YOU, PAN!” and “WELCOME BACK!” Dean helps Maxine back to her feet before smiling, giving an exaggerated salute to Pandora, some finger guns to Astrid, and a wink at Spike before he and Brooklyn roll together out of the ring, walking up the ramp together.

Pandora finally turns to Astrid, smiling sympathetically and helping her to her feet. She lifts Astrid’s arm into the air, causing another cheer from the crowd before the two women leave the ring, exiting through the crowd with Emma and Spike alongside them.}

Terri Morasco: A stunning return from the former Women’s Champion and winner of the 2017 Iron Maiden! Pandora Freeman is back and, by the looks of things, better than ever! What a way to wrap up an exciting championship match!

Vasco Dias: But we’re not done yet. Stay tuned after the break, because the 2018 IRON MAIDEN is next!

MAIN EVENT MATCH
IRON MAIDEN
Dawn Halliwell vs Maxine Valentine vs Rayne vs Abigail Spencer vs Helena Sawyer vs Ciara O'Connor

Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is your main event of the evening and is the IRON MAIDEN MATCH!!!

{The Crowd cheers loudly at the idea of the match coming up.}

Vasco Dias: Sounds like the crowd is excited to see what’s in store!

Terri Morasco: Of course they are! The Iron Maiden is one of the most anticipated matches of the year, and this one promises to be one of the best ones we’ve ever had!

Alison Valance: From Dublin, Ireland, weighing in at 135 pounds…. CIARA O’CONNOR!

{As the opening notes of ‘Prisoner's Song’ by Dropkick Murphys begins to play the lights dull around only showing the entrance ramp.}

“Looking on a past where we still had a chance…”

{Ciara O’Connor steps out onto the ramp with a self-satisfied smirk as she walks down to the ring, spinning once. She climbs onto the apron, sitting sideways with one leg behind her and one in front of her. She smiles at the crowd before leaning forward and grabbing her leg before rolling under the rope into the ring. She rolls to her knees with her arms spread as the lights go up in the arena.}

Terri Morasco: That friendship-killing monster has a lot of nerve showing her face here… but I’m surprised she didn’t enter with the rest of the Best Friends Club. Where are they?

{Ciara walks into the first pod and leans against the sides as it closes behind her.}

Alison Valance: From The Pack Compound, Weighing in at 270 pounds…. MAXINE VALENTINE!

“Amazing Grace! How sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind but now I see”

{The Last line of the first verse starts to tone down through minor key and into a dirge as ‘The Wolf’ By Fever Ray starts to pay , and out stalks Maxine, Gas mask on her face, walking slowly to the ring and head bowed, even as the lights flicker red and green as she climbs the apron , eventually the mask is removed as she climbs in the ring.}

Vasco Dias: Maxine doesn’t look the least bit exhausted from her ringside fight during the last match...

Terri Morasco: It’s been a great night for The Pack tonight, Vasco. If Maxine wins here, it could be the start of another era of dominance for the faction. Can you imagine them having three belts again?

{Max walks into one of the pods right next to Ciara, standing as the door slides shot she starts pacing slightly.}

Alison Valance: From Texas, weighing 117 pounds…. ABIGAIL SPENCER!

{The arena darkens as “Feel Invincible” by Skillet hits the sound system a single light shines down onto the stage as Abigail Spencer walks out onto the stage once the vocals start, her hood up, once the female backing vocals kick in she drops to her knees , her arms outstretched at her sides and as the vocals say “YOU MAKE ME FEEL INVINCIBLE” she throws her hands into the air and her hood falls backwards as the light shines down on her face before the house lights flash on and she makes her way to the ring, completely ignoring the crowd and everyone around her.}

Vasco Dias: Abigail… or should we be calling her Freya?

Terri Morasco: I think that’s up to her? Let’s stick with Abigail for now, that’s what’s on the ‘tron.

{Abigail glances between the two open pods and picks the one near Ciara.}

Alison Valance: From Amityville, New York, weighing in at 151 pounds…HELENA SAWYER!

{The lights dim, and a series of twinkling blue lights begin to shine at the mouth of the entrance ramp as the intro of “Blue” by The Birthday Massacre begins to play. As the crashing guitars kick in, the stage is bathed in flickering blue lights, and Helena Sawyer slowly walks out onto the stage, a lopsided grin on her face. She walks down the ramp, wearing a twisted smirk on her face. As she passes by the camera at the foot of the ramp, she snaps her jaws at the cameraman, giggling as she walks on and hops up onto the apron. Helena looks up at the ceiling, grinning ecstatically, and turns to face the crowd, hooking both arms on the top rope and throwing her body back with a piercing scream that turns into a giggle. She kicks herself backwards, flipping over the top rope, and back-rolls into a kneeling crouch, staring at the ramp for a few moments before standing and slinking to a corner. She looks up at the ceiling as the music fades, mouthing frantic words to herself as the lights come back up to normal.}

Terri Morasco: And with Helena here, we know which two competitors will be starting in this match… the oldest and youngest members of this year’s Iron Maiden!

{Helena enters the last pod available}

Alison Valance: From Salem, Massachusetts, weighing in at 125 pounds… DAWN HALLIWELL!

{Lights dim as the opening riffs to Shoot to Thrill hit, and flashes of white light begin to pulse along with the music as it picks up pace. The stage fills with dry ice as Dawn steps out from backstage, smiling maniacally and rocking out to the music. She points to the crowd and tries to get them pumped up. When the chorus hits, she raises her fists in the air as she lets out a shout of excitement punctuated by a blast of simple white pyro around her. She holds that pose until the second iteration of "Shoot to Thrill" in the chorus, at which point she charges into the ring and slides in, spinning with the momentum to her feet as she urges the crowd to get to their feet and rock along with her. After a few moments she will settle into her corner glaring at the pod holding Ciara who waves with her fingers.}

Vasco Dias: Dawn hasn’t been beaten since her return, and now with the Age of Gods on her side, it’ll take a lot to put her down.

Alison Valance: From San Diego, California, weighing in at 155 pounds …RAYNE!

{Blood by In this Moment roars through out the arena as the crowd cheers. Rayne storms out from the back and through the curtain and stops on the center of the stage soaking in the cheers. Rayne looks around with a sly smirk before marching her way down to the ring. Rayne rolls right in under the bottom rope and jumps right to her feet before heading to the corner of the ring and throwing her arms up yelling out "The Boss Bitch is Here!"}

Terri Morasco: And last but certainly not least, Rayne - looking to get a shot for the belt she’s never been able to hold!

{Rayne and Dawn look at each other before looking to the pods surrounding them holding the other women. The ref checks them to make sure they are prepared before signalling for the cage be closed.}

Terri Morasco: Any bets on who’s walking away with this one, Vasco?

Vasco Dias: It’s never a smart move to bet against the Crowne Jewel, Terri. If Ciara O’Connor is good enough to be best friends with she who is Simply Flawless, then who am I to judge?

DING!

{As soon as the bell rings, Rayne goes across the ring hitting Dawn with a running forearm smash to the ground.Rayne stands over Dawn and hits her with a few Open handed strikes as Dawn lifts her arms to defend her face.}

Vasco Dias: Experience definitely giving Rayne the early edge tonight!

{Dawn lifts a leg and hits Rayne solidly in the knee knocking her back away from her.}

Terri Morasco: Are you sure about that?

{Dawn leaps to her feet going after Rayne. Rayne tries to grapple her to get a suplex but Dawn knees her in the stomach. She hits her with a few open strikes as she wrenches her arm back and hitting her with an armbar, putting the pressure on.}

Vasco Dias: Both of these women are very formidable technical wrestlers, but we’ll see how that helps them once this is more than just a one on one throwdown! The third entrant is about to come in!

{The crowd makes sounds of excitement as the counter starts And the crowd starts counting with it as the lights shift on the pods.}

{5
4
3
2
1!
The light ends on Helena’s pod}

Vasco Dias: Helena Sawyer! The 2017 Heiress to the Throne coming in and making her Iron Maiden debut! Dawn said a lot of vicious things about both of these women, and I suspect Halliwell’s about to suffer for it.

Terri Morasco: Looks like you might be right!

{Helena practically runs out of the pod to where Dawn had Rayne in an armbar and hits Dawn in the back with a running knee causing her to drop the hold.}

Vasco Dias: Of course, Terri. I’m always right.

{Helena hits Rayne with a couple elbow strikes in quick succession to keep her down. As Dawn drags Helena away from Rayne, hitting her with a couple Muay Thai Knees. Helena hits Dawn in the throat causing her to let go, the two stagger back from each other.}

Terri Morasco: And just like that, Helena Sawyer has taken control of this match!

{In a moment Rayne comes running across the ring and hits Dawn with a Charging European uppercut. She turns quickly grabbing onto Helena with a Belly to belly suplex knocking her back.}

Vasco Dias: Rayne’s not about to be discounted, though. She’s the Boss Bitch for a reason!

{The crowd starts counting again as the lights shift. Rayne leg drops both of the other women clearly unconcerned about who comes next.}

Terri Morasco: Let’s see who’s next!

{5
4
3
2
1!
The lights stop on Abigail’s pod.}

Vasco Dias: It’s Abifreya Spencekane!

Terri Morasco: Stop.

{Abigail walks out of her pod and grabs Rayne by surprise with a Snap Suplex. Once Rayne is down Abigail hots her with a leg drop. Meanwhile, Helena bounces back going for Dawn and hitting her with a quick Side slam backbreaker.}

Terri Morasco: A strong start from Abigail, with Helena continuing to put the pressure on Dawn, picking apart the more exhausted opponent.

{Abigail turns and hits Helena with a drop kick. Dawn takes the chance of those two fighting to grab Rayne and hit her with a Snap Suplex of her own.}

Vasco Dias: Everyone loves suplexing Rayne tonight.

{Rayne hits Dawn in the chest before grappling her and hitting her with a Powerslam. Helena hits Abigail with a Short-arm knee strike to the gut, grinning wildly. Before Dawn can recover Rayne gets Hip toss in. Abigail hits her with an Elbow smash.}

Terri Morasco: Dawn is getting the crap kicked out of her, as Helena remains dominant against everyone who stands against her.

{With some extreme excitement the crowd starts counting as the lights go over the last two pods as the girls continuing fighting in the ring…

But then, suddenly, the silhouette of a bird appears on the mini-tron either side of the ramp, replacing the Dark Reign logo and God’s visage. A pink electrocardiogram appears to show the rhythm of a slowly beating heart on the Imperitron, 28 bpm. Slowly and steadily over the next few minutes, this starts to increase to 66 bpm,holding steady for a while, then in a matter of seconds it jumps to 182 bpm, then tops out at 210 bpm before flatlining completely. The silhouetted bird now appears on the Imperitron briefly before a purple flash of lightning is cast from heavens, striking the steel stage. The lights go out completely and for a moment all is still before a lone spotlight illuminates a single white dove perched on the rafters above. The bird takes flight out of the spotlight and into the darkness and all is still one more, before the show goes on.}

Terri Morasco: What on earth was THAT?!

Vasco Dias: I… I’m not entirely sure, but the third pod is opening!

{5
5
3
2
1!

Max’s pod door opens as she grins.}

Vasco Dias: Maxine Valentine arrives, looking to continue The Pack’s reign of domination!

Terri Morasco: She’s got to be exhausted from that brawl earlier, though.. Right?

{Max hits Rayne with a Forearm smash so hard Rayne goes down. Max grabs Dawn and Beil Tosses her across the ring hitting Abigail with her body. Helena steps back looking at the two girls on the mat and then at Max. Helena bounces on her feet slightly as Max comes to close the distance.}

Vasco Dias: Evidently not! Just like that, Maxine takes a wrecking ball to the whole flow of the match so far!

{Before Max can get to her Helena does a Leaping knee lift hitting the other woman. Max staggers back slightly but hits Helena with a Penalty kick. Helena falls against the ropes before going to Max with a Short-arm knee strike to the gut.}

Terri Morasco: Helena has been absolutely on fire tonight, taking the fight straight to Maxine without fear! She may still hold a grudge against her and her faction despite how long it’s been.

{Rayne notices what’s going on in the ring. She goes to where Abigail and Dawn are on the mat and goes for the cover on Dawn while Helena and Max continue to go after each other.

ONE!

Abigail rears back and hits Rayne with a Forearm smash, keeping her from making the pin.}

Vasco Dias: And the first pin attempt of the night from Rayne!

{With a Suplex Max drops Helena to the mat. Helena seems to force herself up despite how hard they are going for one another. Helena seems to growl and hit Max with multiple elbow strikes. Abigail launches herself at Rayne, headbutting her, knocking the older women back. Dawn gets off the mat and is visibly counting the members in the ring before turning to see Ciara leaning casually in her pod. Rayne hits Abigail with a Chokeslam backbreaker. Helena knocks Max off her feet and continues to wail on her. Dawn moves across the chaos to lean on the ropes staring down Ciara.}

Terri Morasco: Dawn certainly seems ready and eager to take the fight to her… former manager? She certainly didn’t seem to take her joining the BFC well...

{The crowd pops hard as the countdown starts.
5
4
3
2
1

As Ciara’s pod opens Dawn jumps over the ropes and grapples Ciara into a German Suplex tossing her down.}

Vasco Dias: And my pick to win it enters fresh with everyone else worn down! My night just keeps getting better!

Terri Morasco: I mean, Ciara did just get suplexed...

{Both women stand and face one another. The roar of the crowd builds as Dawn and Ciara stare one another down, the former manager-client duo now bitter enemies after the events of the evening. Ciara gets back to her feet wearing a smarmy grin, preparing to lock up and show Dawn just how ruthless she is… when out of nowhere, Helena spirals into the mix, crashing into Dawn as the two go tumbling to the mat. Ciara blinks before turning to the side, seeing where Max is standing after having hurled Helena across the ring with a powerful Irish whip. Ciara laughs and cracks her knuckles in the palms of her hands as her attention shifts fully, the newest member of the Best Friends Club charging headlong into the somewhat weary representative of The Pack.}

Vasco Dias: Whatever beef Dawn has with Ciara can wait - Ciara’s been waiting to get her hands on Maxine for a long time, and the wait is FINALLY over!

{Ciara immediately comes at Maxine strong, forcing her into the corner with an early BOOM BOOM, POW! Meanwhile, Dawn and Helena get up together after untangling themselves from their unruly heap, the latter narrowing her eyes and hissing at Dawn like an angered komodo dragon. Dawn looks baffled, but immediately regrets the reaction when Helena immediately responds with a chain of rapid knee and elbow strikes to the torso before whipping Dawn over the ropes where she tumbles into the chain link of the cage. Rayne, meanwhile, manages to throw Abigail off of her, punishing the woman for her savagery with a picture perfect SPEAR that drives Abigail hard into the cage herself, with enough force to slice a cut onto Abigail’s brow. Rayne goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!!

Abigail kicks out!}

Terri Morasco: Another pin attempt from Rayne! She’s trying to put an end to this match while she still has gas in the tank, but she’s having trouble sealing the deal!

{Watching the other pairs of women slamming hard into the cage, Maxine gets a glint in her eye indicating that she’s not wanting to be outdone. With a phenomenal display of strength and agility, she grabs Ciara by the legs and flips her over to the outside of the ring. Ciara lands on her feet, and spins around to continue the fight… but Maxine is already charging into her with the KARAMBIT, which drives Ciara hard backfirst into the plexiglass of the same pod she herself came through… AND THROUGH IT! Ciara crashes through the plexiglass and into the pod as Maxine continues to hammer away on the woman she kidnapped. Everyone else inside the ring stops what they’re doing to witness what has just occurred.}

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Vasco Dias: HOW DARE SHE! THAT’S GOT TO BE AGAINST THE RULES!

{Maxine goes to town hard on Ciara as Rayne turns away from Abigail towards Helena and Dawn. Helena has been continuing to abuse Dawn’s torso with superior striking range, and Dawn’s exhaustion is getting the better of her as she withers against the assault. Finally, Helena stuns Dawn long enough to land the FERAL LOBOTOMY! She goes for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!!

Rayne intercepts, tackling Helena off of Halliwell to prevent her from making the pin. Dawn rises to her feet, seeming somewhat shell-shocked as she looks at the carnage unfolding around her. Ciara seems to be having trouble fighting off Maxine, who is laughing like a monster as Rayne and Helena go at it against one another. Ciara manages, if only barely, to crawl away for a few moments as Maxine follows her… but just as Maxine is about to catch up, one of the panels on the outside of the ring but inside the cage shifts, catching Maxine’s attention.}

Terri Morasco: What is that?

Vasco Dias: It’s Ciara’s deliverance!

{Crystal Miller and Charity Crowne burst from underneath the ring, both of them making straight for Maxine (though Charity makes a point of staying just a hair’s breadth behind Crystal to keep herself from being the most prime target). Maxine does her best to drive them off, but even a woman as powerful as she is has trouble fending off two fresh newcomers. After bashing Crystal away with a RIASTAD, Charity Crowne comes behind her and drags her face into the grating with a DIAMOND CUTTER! With Maxine down, Crystal rallies and climbs to the nearby top rope, leaping down onto Maxine with the LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION… but Maxine gets her knees up, blocking the move and forcing Crystal away! Maxine hauls herself to her knees with the help of the ropes, only to be hit square in the face by a recovered Ciara, taking her down hard with the SOD OFF!}

Terri Morasco: The ref has to stop this, this HAS to be against the rules!

Vasco Dias: It’s no-disqualifications, Terri! The Best Friends Club’s superior strategy and flawless execution has just sent their newest member to Night of the Immortals! This is amazing!

{Ciara goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!!

THR-NO! Dawn comes roaring in, knocking Ciara off of Maxine as the two of them tumble away from Crystal and Charity! As the two interlopers watch in awe, Maxine sits up sharply and glares at them both. Charity shoves Crystal forward and moves away, trying to circle around to help Ciara against Dawn… but finds herself with a face full of Abigail instead! Half blind from the blood trickling from the head wound Rayne inflicted, Abigail is only aware that there’s someone in front of her… and that’s good enough for her! Before Charity realizes what’s happening, Abigail takes her down with a DISCUSS CLOTHESLINE, immediately pulling the unprepared Crowne Jewel into the RAPTURE!}

Vasco Dias: Get your hands off of her! She’s not even in this match!

Terri Morasco: No disqualifications, Vasco. She might not win if Charity taps out, but there’s no rule saying she’s not allowed to!

{Dawn and Ciara square off against one another, one exhausted from sheer duration within the match, the other battered from her recent beating at the hands of Maxine Valentine. Helena and Rayne are still battling one another within the ring, Maxine is manhandling Crystal like a rag doll, and Charity - even though she’s been trying to tap out since she has no stakes in this match - is still locked in the Rapture as Abigail dutifully waits for the ref to call for the bell, growing increasingly confused as his decision not to as she still hasn’t realized that she’s holding onto Charity and not someone else.}

Vasco Dias: GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF THE CROWNE JEWEL YOU UNCULTURED-

{Ciara makes the first move, launching into Dawn with a flurry of swift kicks that, though she blocks the worst of the damage, still pushes Dawn against the side of the cage. Cornered, Dawn tries to force herself forward, enduring Ciara’s kicks as she desperately forces herself to get close, hoping to back Ciara into the ropes. Unfortunately for Dawn, Ciara is aware enough of her surroundings to elegantly slip through them, making her way back towards Charity and Abigail to free her friend and gain a numbers advantage. Dawn, knowing that this would mean the end, digs deep in desperation to stop her, jumping up and springing off the ropes in a completely inelegant tackle. It isn’t pretty, but it’s enough for her to get a grasp on Ciara’s feet, tripping her former manager and making her fall a little short of Charity and Abigail. Dawn gets to her feet first, wrapping her arms around Ciara’s midsection and hauling her back with a German Suplex! Ciara gets quickly to her feet, having expected to fall this time, and tries to force her way past Dawn with the BROKEN HYMN! Dawn goes down, and Ciara looks between her and Charity… and decides to go for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!!

TH-Dawn kicks out!}

Terri Morasco: I can’t believe she got out of that! The determination and tenacity from Halliwell is uncanny!

{Dawn forces herself to her feet, breathing ragged and covered in scrapes, but smiling through the pain and exhaustion as she beckons Ciara to bring it on. Ciara gives a smug smile and simply tries to bull rush past her beaten and nearly broken former client… but finds herself stopped in her tracks by a swift boot to the midsection, pulling Ciara in for the THUNDERSTRUCK!}

Terri Morasco: THUNDERSTRUCK! IT’S ALL OVER!

Vasco Dias: NO!

{Dawn goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!}

Alison Valance: Here is your winner, and 2018 Iron Maiden… DAAAAAWN HALLIWEEEEEELL!

{Shoot to Thrill by Halestorm starts to play as Dawn collapses to the mat, laughing blissfully as she holds onto her face. Abigail lets go of Charity, face warped with anger as she looks for the ref, wiping the blood and hair from her eyes… before realizing that it was Charity she was holding. Charity gets away and regroups with Ciara and a somewhat mauled Crystal to make their escape as the other entrants in the Iron Maiden realize what they pulled. “You’re just mad you didn’t think of it first!” Charity declares with a smug grin before the three of them make their exit.}

Terri Morasco: What an explosive Iron Maiden! I can’t believe what I just saw!

Vasco Dias: What a crock! Ciara O’Connor should have won that by all rights, the fact that she didn’t is ludicrous!

Terri Morasco: Whatever you say, Vasco. What matters is that Dawn Halliwell is our Iron Maiden, and will be getting a shot at the gold at Night of the Immortals… right alongside her father, who’s on his way down to congratulate her himself!

{Dawn pulls herself to her feet and walks outside the ring, where she is joined by her father, Spike Kane. The two of them hug one another before, as one, they both point to the Night of the Immortals sign hanging over the ring, which is the shot the camera holds on as Dark Reign comes to a close.}