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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
"Le Miserables de Redshirt"
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{We find a lowly Redshirt just loafing about in the parking garage, humming along to the sounds of Queen playing from his iPhone's earbuds. As usual, there really wasn't much in the way of backstage action to start off a Sacrifice program, but when his Supervisor strolled into the picture, it was proof positive that things could get ugly in a snap.}
Supervisor: 'EY! EYY!!!
{The Supervisor, denoted by a distinctive white stripe on his shirt, was less than enthused with his flunky's off-key sing-along and yanked his earbuds clean off.}
Redshirt Flunky: Zoinks! What was that for--I was hummin' along to "Fat Bottomed Girls"?!
Supervisor: Just shut up and follow me down to the lounge--we've work to do!
{That snapped the subordinate into attention. He followed his boss into the corridor, where they would eventually make their way into the employees' lounge. Once inside, they find referees and other Redshirts converging on the sight of Gibberg and Thunder Sid lying crumpled in a heap on the floor, bloodied after being smacked in the head with a pair of freshly-dented server's trays.}
Redshirt: Seriously boss!?! What's goin' on...
Supervisor: DUHHH...does it look obvious?! But that ain't the worst of the problems--take a gander over there!
{ e pan over slightly to the right to see Soloman Khan's crumpled form lying in the remains of a destroyed table next to an empty Little Caesers Pizza box. Attached to it is $100 in cash and a note, written in red ink, that reads...}
"I warned the IWF World last week...NO ONE is going to be safe unless Dean Harper is exorcised from the face of this planet. All I ask of the Inspector Javerts of this company, that want to try so hard to obsess over me or my endgame...is to leave me alone and allow me to complete my mission. After all...in this tale of death and destruction, I am the hero Jean Valjean, set out to fight a grave injustice caused by a mere sinner!
#RememberMe
#NightOfTheImmortals
-JOHNNY
PS: Thank you for the pizza and Pepsi. I'm pretty sure that it was a STEAL of a deal!"
{Everyone in the lounge shakes their heads solemnly as the Supervisor picks up the crisp, clean $100 bill and angrily tears it into several pieces.}
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IN-RING SEGMENT
The announcement of who is in the Joker in the Pack for Night of the Immortals.
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{The video package opens on the IWF logo as the opening chords of The Devil and The Huntsman plays, before the scene shifts to crowds of people cheering, holding signs, and walking into a packed arena.}
“Joker in the Pack”
{The video shows clips of previous years’ Joker in the Pack matches, highlighting particularly exciting moments.}
Warren Kane: Joker in the Pack is… an ordeal.
{Clips of Banana Sandwiches winning in 2016.}
Jayson Matthews: Nothing can really prepare you for it… but winning it?
{Clips of Devlin Raine reaching the top of the ladder to win in 2017.}
Devlin Raine: Moments like that can define your career.
{The scene shifts to the logo for Night of the Immortals 2018}
“The winner of Joker in the Pack goes to face any champion of their choice. At anytime of their choosing.”
{Video flashes to Devlin Raine cashing in on Spike Kane for Man of Steel Championship.}
“Who has been chosen?”
{A video as it shows black gloves hands shuffling a deck quickly before dealing a card facedown, a white gloves hand flips the card over showing an image of Captain Thaddeus Isambard Bancroft on the cover.}
Thaddeus Bancroft: Congratulations to the Lord of Slaughter, next in line for that Imperial World belt I see, good show bravo, I really don’t care. As I have other business to deal with and I must suffer the ineptitude of my opponent’s in what appears to be the opening stages of this teamwork and I must address everything as it goes forth.
{The white gloves hand taps on the card and another card is dealt to them, they flip it over to show an image of Xavier Cross.}
Xavier Cross: I’m here to prove that, I will scratch, and claw my way to the top, and I will finally…
Finally….
FINALLY
Exorcise my demons, I will prove to everyone in the crowd, in the back, across the pond, to Pluto and back again. That I, for at least one, shining, gleaming moment. Am the best.
{The white gloves hand taps on the card and another card is dealt to them, they flip it over to show an image of Pax Stormcros.}
Pax Stormcrow: You roll through here, talking about how the IWF needs to be saved from itself. Acting like you are some big savior to have us fall all over to serve you. Well listen here bro. You aren’t MY god, I’ll tell you that much I’m not sure whose god you are. I am not afraid of you.
{The white gloves hand taps on the card and another card is dealt to them, they flip it over to show an image of Ulf Hednir.}
Ulf Hednir: Become de number one contender for de IWF World Championship by min selv! Become de IWF World Champion by min selv!
{The white gloves hand taps on the card and another card is dealt to them, they flip it over to show an image of Andrew Jacobsen.}
Andrew Jacobsen: I want to be champion again, of course. We're all here to be champions. Bring your best. I'll bring mine. And may the best man win.
{The white gloves hand taps on the card and another card is dealt to them, they flip it over to show an image of Dean Harper.}
Dean Harper: And there is nothing that any of you can do to stop us. Doesn’t matter what you do. What you say The Pack is here to stay. We’ve never existed without leather and gold and we will never be without it. Regardless of how some lesser matches have gone, you should acknowledge that we are the dominant faction here. Age of Gods and Best Friends club might bite at our heels but we’ll take care of them. Sooner or later. The Pack is always hunting.
{The video shows highlights of each of the entrants matches in the last couple months.}
“Joker in the Pack. Anything could happen.”
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SINGLES MATCH
Kimberly Williams vs. Alexis Gold
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Alison Valance: The following match is scheduled for one fall
Terri Morasco: This is sure to be an exciting night here folks. We have two relatively new women with their technical second match here.
Vasco Dias: Technical? It’s both of their second matches.
Terri Morasco: Kimberly was locked in a janitor closet for her first match by the BFC.
Vasco Dias: Still counts.
“Tonight..
I just want to take you higher..
Throw your hands up in the sky..
Let's set this party off right..”
{The techno-screech preluding the inevitable beat drop soars across the audience, the lights dim to a gold color as Alexis makes her way onto the stage, a quick spin and a pose -- her right elbow calculated at an acute angle, hand raking through her hair and left knee prompt out balancing on the left nose of her boot and right ball of her heel -- signals a slo-mo effect and the rain of gold pyro from the rafters.}
Alison Valance: First coming down to the ring, standing at 5’4’’ from Los Angeles, California, The 24KT Princess … ALEXIS GOLD!
{Alexis sashays down the ramp, twirling a single strand of hair around her index finger, cutting cold glares at those at ringside as she passes. She approaches the ring apron, hopping onto it with her left cheek bending her left knee atop of the surface while stretching her right leg across it; her left hand wound around the top rope as she poses for a moment then pulls herself onto her feet. From there, entering the ring through the middle and bottom ropes; concluding to her corner with pre-match stretches. }
Terri Morasco: Alexis Gold certainly has made a splash here and seems to have quite a few fans here.
Vasco Dias: Have you seen her? Can you blame them?
{One of the camera men seems to fall from watching Alexis stretch.}
Vasco Dias: Man down! Man down!
Terri Morasco: you’ve got to be kidding me…
Alison Valance: Coming down to the ring, accompanied by Todd Williams, standing at 5’6 from Angel Grove, California… KIMBERLY WILLIAMS!
{Go Go Power Rangers begins to blast across the speakers as it does that’s when Kimberly makes her way out from behind the curtain accompanied by her husband Todd Williams. She does a cartwheel before she sprints down the ring clapping the hands of the fans. She quickly slides into the ring. T-Will grins, as he breaks out into some hip hopkido on the outside of the ring.}
Terri Morasco: It will be interesting to see how this match turns out.
Vasco Dias: Alexis has already sent a man down to the floor with her looks. Descendent of Cleopatra can kill a man with a wink apparently.
{Both women stand in their corners waiting as the Ref has a quick conversation with the camera man who fell down. Alexis Gold leans against the ropes looking over at where Todd is standing near his wife. She winks at him, brushing her hair off her shoulder. Todd seems momentarily distracted. Kimberly catches this and glares at Alexis.}
Terri Morasco: This is not going to end well…
Vasco Dias: Todd, you don’t get caught like that. That’s clumsy. You don’t stare!
{The bell rings, Kimberly goes straight for Alexis and hits her with an Angle Slam. Alexis bounces back and hits Kimberly with a Face-to-Knee Smash.}
Terri Morasco: Good opening moves here from Kimberly.
Vasco Dias: Kimberly is acting pretty jealous here. It’s unbecoming.
{Alexis Gold grabs Kimberly by the face and then whacks her with an Elbow Strike sending her to the mat. Alexis goes for the pin
1
2
Kick out.}
Vasco Dias: So close.
Terri Morasco: Maybe a little overconfident there, Alexis.
{Kimberly gets away from Alexis, she angrily goes after Alexis with a Kick Flurry, hitting Alexis in the face.}
Terri Morasco: Kimberly is making quick work here.
Vasco Dias: Not the face! Not the face!
{Kimberly takes a few steps back and hits Alexis with an IT’s TAPPIN TIME, gripping firmly on Alxis as well as her hair.}
Terri Morasco: Going for submission so early?
Vasco Dias: Not the hair!
{Alexis struggles a little before tapping out.}
Terri Morasco: Impressive.
Vasco Dias: it’s all she could do to keep from losing that beautiful hair.
Alison Valance: Winner by Submission, KIMBERLY WILLIAMS!
Vasco Dias: Not how I expected this match to go but maybe Kimberly will be the one to break the Williams curse.
Terri Morasco: They aren’t cursed, Vasco…
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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Brooklyn and Dawn have a run in backstage
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{The camera finds Brooklyn sitting down at a table near food services, mind wandering as she doesn't look around her as she looks at a few texts on her phone. She is only distracted when a tattooed arm reaches over and steals one of her fries. Brooklyn looks up and over, letting out a sigh and rolling her eyes.}
Brooklyn Madrox: It's polite to ask, Dawn
Dawn Halliwell: Sorry. They didn't have any when I went through, and I needed something to cleanse my palate. Also, their fries are fucking boss.
{The two of them look at one another awkwardly for a moment, Brooklyn realizing that Dawn was sitting at this table alone as the camera pans back a bit.}
Brooklyn Madrox: So uh... that brawl last week got a little...
Dawn Halliwell: ... Out of hand?
{Brooklyn chuckles a little.}
Brooklyn Madrox: Yeah, that's a word.
Dawn Halliwell: Should have expected our families would escalate things, huh?
Brooklyn Madrox: Dean can be pretty protective, yeah.
Dawn Halliwell: Bitch, try having Spike Kane be your father for a day.
{The two girls laugh a bit again before slipping into another awkward pause.}
Dawn Halliwell: Look, hey, I just wanted to say, like... Good luck next week. I think this'll be fun.
{Brooklyn blinks, surprised.}
Brooklyn Madrox: Uh... yeah. Yeah, you too. Thanks.
{Brooklyn looks at her phone.}
Brooklyn Madrox: Shit. Hey, I gotta run. See you next week.
Dawn Halliwell: Yeah. Yeah, you too.
{Brooklyn stands up and leaves, crossing behind Dawn as she walks off camera. Dawn shrugs and looks at her plate... then blinks.}
Dawn Halliwell: ... Bitch stole my pudding cup.
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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
A Word Before....
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{The scene opens backstage to the mini Imperia-Tron, where Rachel Grimes stands holding a microphone, standing next to Xavier Cross, in his gear getting ready for his cue to go out to face The Pack’s Warren Kane, holding the microphone up Rachel asks Xavier a question.}
Rachel Grimes: “Xavier, after your draw last week, you’ve made your feelings clear on Red Cap, but are you worried he may show up again, becoming a weekly thorn in your side?”
{Cross tilts his head for a bit, as she holds the microphone to his lips.}
Xavier Cross: “Rachel...my name is…”
IWF Galaxy: “XAVIER CROSS!”
Xavier Cross: “and I have no worries about a Red Cap Red Alert tonight, because the rook saw what I had waiting for him, and he got lucky to have a ‘draw’ on his record against me. But if he’s knows what’s good for his health, he will stay, very….very far away…”
{Before she can ask a follow up question, Xavier Cross turns and walks off towards gorilla position.}
Rachel Grimes: “Vasco, Terri, strong words from Xavier Cross, I’ll send it back to you.”
Vasco Dias: “Indeed! Thank you Rachel. Xavier Cross has to focus up, but you have to admit the idea that his charismatic, red mask wearing, apparition that is The Red Cap can appear at any moment, and Xavier looks to take some momentum heading into the biggest Pay Per View of our calendar year!”
Terri Morasco: “Indeed Vasco, however across the ring from him tonight is the formidable foe of Warren Kane, who would like to keep the Pack’s momentum going forward. But the arrival of this ‘Johnny’ character, may have the Pack members on edge as he seems to be gunning for Dean Harper.”
Vasco Dias: “At the end of the day, Dean Harper can handle himself, we’ve seen that on many occasions, Warren Kane has ice cold blood running through his veins, with one of the meanest streaks in the history of this business, the only thing he’s focused on is beating his opponent and making a statement week in and week out!”
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SINGLES MATCH
Warren Kane vs. Xavier Cross
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{The lights go out as the crowd chanting fills the arena.}
"UNDEAD! UNDEAD! UNDEAD!"
{As the song kicks in the tron explodes to life with a quick pyro as red and white strobe lights begin to flash. Warren Kane comes to the front of the stage and brings his arms up infront of his chest before extending them outwards and upwards creating a reaction from the crowd. He then heads towards the ring, clicking his neck, wrists and elbows to prepare for his match before jumping up onto the apron, climbing the turnbuckle on the outside and raising his arms once more. The music dies down and the lights return to normal as he drops into the ring.}
Vasco Dias: “Ladies and Gentlemen, Warren Kane as always looks to be in tip-top shape, and he may need every bit of those twelve-pack abs to take on Xavier Cross, who seems to have been ‘on fire’ as of late.”
Terri Morasco: “Correct Vasco, Xavier Cross who came back to Imperial declaring himself Prometheus. He claims the roster has had a lackluster fire, and that this whole Age of Gods is strong willed men taking advantage of a lazy but talented roster. He plans to set their souls alight in that ring.”
Vasco Dias: “I’m just glad he’s more about metaphors than gasoline, the property damage the Council racked up was annoyingly high.”
{The lights grow a little brighter, as the intro to 'X Gon Give it to Ya' by DMX begins to play on the loudspeakers, out from the behind the curtain slowly walks to the stage, rotating his shoulders a bit, a smirk on his face as he throws his hands up to the cheers of the crowd, pushing his hood back, glancing around the arena hand over his brow to block out some of the light. }
Alison Valance: "Standing at six feet three inches, weighing in at two hundred and thirty one pounds....he hails from Atlanta, Georgia by way of Lexington, Virginia....he is Xavier.....CROOOOOOOSSSSSS..."
{Throwing his fist in the air, a series of flames lights up the sides of the entrance ramp down to the ring as he charges forward running down the ramp, sliding into the ring through the bottom rope, glancing around a bit, he tosses his jacket off, before making his way to hard camera ropes, putting one foot on the middle rope lifting himself up throwing up a single fist in the air, as the fire slowly goes on the entrance ramp, but the four turnbuckles send a series of fire pyrotechnics into the air. Walking back, the fire slowly fades as he begins to stretch off in his corner.}
Terri Morasco: “There he is, the self-proclaimed fire staself-proclaimedoss!”
Vasco Dias: “He came back on the scene in a big way, defeating two indy star to regain an IWF contract, putting on a show-stealing match with Mr. Happy, and defeating Nighthawk in a submission or ref stoppage style match. No easy feats for any superstar and he looks to keep the ball rolling against Warren Kane.”
Terri Morasco: “However, Cross’s track record against Pack members isn’t the greatest of numbers, but it can all change in an instant.”
{The two men stare at each other from opposite sides of the ring, as John Briggs calls for the bell as the match begins, the two men begin to circle each other, the lights suddenly go out, as a red hue of light is screen around the ring. We can barely make out Warren and Cross who are looking back and forth.}
Vasco Dias: “What the hell is going on?!”
Terri Morasco: “I...don’t think this is the Pack. I can barely make out Cross and Kane in the ring, and Kane seems to be just as confused.”
{The lights suddenly turn back on a shade brighter than before as we see The Red Cap, laid relaxed in a hammock position in the corner. Cross turns around, furious as he goes to jaw at Red Cap, but Warren Kane sees the moment as he grabs Cross by the back and rolls up up! John Briggs slides down to count the pinfall!}
John Briggs: “One...two….three!”
{Calling for the bell, Warren Kane quickly rolls out of the ring, and makes his way up the ramp clapping his hands together mockingly.}
Vasco Dias: “Warren Kane did it, Warren Kane beat Xavier Cross…”
Terri Morasco: “All because of The Red Cap and his distraction! Cross looks furious!”
{Rolling to his knees, Cross immediately gets up and charges at the corner but the lights go out again. When the come back up, he’s only holding Red Cap’s duster, as he looks around slammin the coat onto the mat. Looking around, he lets out a frustrated yell as he runs to the ropes, rebounding dropping an elbow on the jacket.}
Terri Morasco: “Xavier Cross has snapped!”
{Cross stands up, walking over to the corner as he squats down pointing at the coat before charging forward, but instead of a signature knee strike he’d use on an opponent, he kicks the jacket into the air, and into the crowd as he drops down to his back and rolls out of the ring looking furious.}
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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
A Word After...
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{Cross pushes the curtains to the side, as Rachel Grimes is standing there waiting. She quickly runs over to him.}
Rachel Grimes: “Xavier! Xavier! What just happened…”
Xavier Cross: “Red Cap! I’m sure you’re listening you little gnat. You want to get in my way, you want to play mind games, you want to cost me matches! You just became the first student of Xavier’s School for Gifted Asskickings, and boy, you got a full scholarship. This...this isn’t over Rook.”
{Xavier Cross storms off}
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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Interview with Rachel Grimes
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{Pax Stormcrow is walking through the backstage area. There are a few members of the ring crew and Rachel Grimes going over some notes. Rachel jumps at the chance to get a few words with the suplex machine.}
Rachel Grimes: Hey Pax, Care to comment on the little twitter beef between yourself and Steve Awesome? What do you think about the match set for next week?
Pax Stormcrow: Well I think it’s pretty clear that Steve likes to run his mouth. I’d like to see him back it up in person and-
{Just then Pax takes a hard shot from behind and the next thing he knows he’s being stomped and kicked by Steve Awesome, El Grande Malo and Rob Diamond. Rob and Malo give him a few extra shots as Steve Awesome sleazes his way over to Rachel Grimes. She looks at him in disgust.}
Rachel Grimes: Was That necessary?
{Steve shrugs his shoulders. He stands there laughing at what he did and just shrugs it off like it wasn’t a big deal to him.}
Steve Awesome: I don’t know, probably not. But it was fun soooooooo I went for it, besides you should be interviewing me instead of that loser on the floor over there.
{The camera captures Malo and Rob walking back over toward Steve leaving Pax on the ground holding his left arm. Rachel shakes her head in disgust.}
Steve Awesome: So come on, shut up and interview me!
{Steve doesn’t even look at her as he obnoxiously smacks his chewing gum.}
Rachel Grimes: Well..
{She sighs.}
Rachel Grimes: Next Sacrifice you go one on one with Pax Stormcrow and-
{Steve just cuts her off and starts talking.}
Steve Awesome: And What you saw just a minute ago is just a taste of what you're going to see next Sacrifice. Pax Stormcrow sounds tough on twitter but he didn’t seem that tough a few minutes ago. I know he wants to try and make a name for himself at my expense but when he meets me in the ring next week he is gonna be in for a rude awakening.
{Steve takes a deep breath.}
Steve Awesome: You See, Rachel, I’m the Face of the Franchise. And I’m still the best in the world. Cable never beat me. I still never lost. And when Pax comes to next Sacrifice he’s gonna realize exactly why that is. I’m gonna leave him laying on the mat counting the lights, courtesy of Steve Awesome.
Rachel Grimes: Anything to add Pax?
{The entourage look confused and they all glance over to see Pax Stormcrow had made it back to his feet, he clutched his left arm in pain, as he looked at the mic.}
Pax Stormcrow: Yeah. Steve….you still talk too much!
{And with that Pax hits Malo with a hard forearm and he shoves Rob over a crate and then dives into Steve Awesome! The two superstars throw punches back and forth and wrestle for advantage as a security team storm the area and break up the fight.}
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SINGLES MATCH
Pandora Freeman-Kane-Hall vs. Fiona McFly
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Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL! Making her way to the ring, from Arlington Texas, weighing in at 135 pounds… FIONA MCFLY!
{ A video package begins playing to a rock-remix version of Rachel Platten's "Fight Song," showing a montage of Fiona McFly at various stages of her life...}
"Like a small boat
On the ocean
Sending big waves
Into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosion"
{...including home movie footage of the famous 1994 go-kart race in the Texas Hill Country. We see photos of Fiona from her high school and college graduation ceremonies...}
"And all those things I didn't say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?"
{...until we finally see an image of her standing next to the late Jack Gaither on their wedding day. The black-and-white photo fades down as...}
"This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I'm alright song
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me..."
{...a blast of pyro goes off as the song kicks into high gear. We see Fiona hopping onto the stage with a rugged smile on her face, looking around at the cheering crowd as she twirls a replica of her trusty bullwhip around and around. She strolls down the rampway, hugging and high-fiving folks along the way before handing the replica whip to a child as a souvenir.}
Terri Morasco: Fiona certainly didn’t pull any punches this week, even though she’s going against one of the few fellow decent women in the division.
Vasco Dias: All’s fair in love and war, Terri, and if her opponent can’t handle a few mean words then she shouldn’t be here.
Terri Morasco: I’m just wondering if Fiona wrote a check her body can’t cash.
Alison Valance: And her opponent…
{The lights dim, Even as the Intro to the song helps to light up UV the intro strains of "Showdown" start to play and the words start to play as Pandora rises from under floor the entrance, head lowered hands behind her back.}
"It's been such a long time coming
I'd thought you'd understand
That's over, hate of the last
Will be joining in the sand
But it's simple you were wrong
You must have known that we didn't not belong
I know you thought I'd sold my soul
But you never told me to my face
I just had to let you go
And blow this shit away
Here we go again"
Alison Valance: From Hope, Michigan, weighing in at 160 pounds – PANDORAAAA FREEEMAAAAN!!!
{As the song kicks in fully Pan seems to explode out bouncing down the ramp lit up like a christmas tree before mounting the apron with a full dide to side aapron knee slidetheat ends in her standing to vault over the top rop and bouncing to the beat smiling like a lunatic.}
Terri Morasco: Pandora Freeman certainly hasn’t slipped behind in her absence from the ring, and looks ready to answer Fiona’s fighting words.
Vasco Dias: Almost a year ago that woman became Diamonds Champion, Terri – lets see if she’s still fighting on the same level.
DING!
{The two women square against one another, with Fiona being the first to make a move, immediately trying to lock up with Pandora to get her grounded to suit the Belfast Bombshell’s MMA training. However, Pandora’s superior technical ability shines through, and Pandora is able to reverse Fiona’s locks and slam her into a German Suplex. Fiona quickly gets back to her feet, but Pandora is already prepared for her, taking her to the mat again with a Hurricanrana.}
Terri Morasco: Pandora taking early control tonight.
{Fiona gets back to her feet and shakes off the cobwebs, eyes solid with a determined gaze as she once again pushes forward to try to subdue Pandora’s mobility. She flies into Pandora with a Flying Forearm, transitioning into a Snap Suplex to being Pandora to the ground. Then, looking for an early end to the match, Fiona delivers several sharp kicks to Pandora’s temples before kneeling down and locking in the IRON CLAW!}
Vasco Dias: Woah! Fiona trying hard to put this away early!
Terri Morasco: Too bold, McFly.
{Sure enough, though Pandora initially winces under the clutch of the painful hold, she’s able to get her arms between Fiona’s own, wrenching them apart to break the grasp. She lifts her hands to her temples, noting slight amounts of blood from where Fiona’s talons dug into her skin, but doesn’t seem bothered by it. If anything, Pandora seems to be emboldened by seeing the result of the move, grinning as she accelerates her pace to keep Fiona off balance. She darts in with a quick chain of kicks to the calves and chest before taking Fiona down with the TANK GIRL! Pandora goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!! Fiona kicks out!}
Vasco Dias: Fiona pulled away!
Terri Morasco: But can she come back?
{Fiona rises to her feet, shaking the cobwebs away as she tries to intercept Pandora’s erratic movements with a spinning wheel kick, but Pandora dashes away, leaving Fiona’s foot with nothing to connect with. With Fiona off balance, she presses the advantage by flying forward into the LETS DO IT, driving Fiona hard to the ground. Instead of going for the pin, Pandora pulls Fiona into the LAMENT CONFIGURATION in the middle of the ring!}
Terri Morasco: There it is!
Vasco Dias: It’s all over!
{Fiona struggles against the finisher submission for several long moments, but no matter what she tries she simply can’t break the hold. After a few more agonizing moments, Fiona taps out!}
Alison Valance: Here is your winner – PANDORA FREEEEEMAAAAN!!!
Terri Morasco: A quick and punishing end to the match!
Vasco Dias: Looks like Fiona paid for her antagonistic approach. Been a while since we saw the Lament Configuration in action – it’s good to see the former Diamonds Champion hasn’t lost her touch!
{Pandora raises her hands in the air, waving to everyone in the crowd with a wide smile as Showdown by Pendulum rings through the arena. When she leaves the ring she is joined by Astrid Hall - making a rare appearance without her ring attire, instead wearing a baggy sweatshirt - who hugs and kisses Pandora before the pair exit together up the ramp. When they reach the top of the ramp, Spike Kane joins the two of them, and the trio embrace briefly before heading backstage.}
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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Nighthawk is interviewed about how the match at OFN went
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{As Nighthawk sits on an anvil case in the back of the T-Mobile Arena, his long cherry bomb-red hair tied up in a top knot, we can't help but find our attention drawn to the 10 stitches in his forehead. Clad in a black Shinya Hashimoto t-shirt, blue leather pants with orange and white piping up and down each leg, and black work boots, the "American Samurai" frowns as Maria Iniesta makes her way over to him.}
Nighthawk: "I know that I said I wanted an interview, Maria, but if you don't mind, I need to talk to Jayson Matthews directly. I hope you understand."
Maria: "I understand absolutely."
Nighthawk: "Jayson, at OFN, you gave me these 10 stitches. Or rather, the entity that took over your mind gave me 10 stitches. 10 Stitches meant it took me longer to get home, and meant that I couldn't play with my nieces and nephews because my stitches could open. 10 Stitches meant I couldn't train my students, including someone I'm really proud of who signed a contract here. But while I couldn't do all those things, I could think. And I could realize that you didn't mean to do any of that, Jayson, not at all. So at Night of the Immortals, I'm going to do what you asked me to do. I'm going to save you. Because I've asked, and they've accepted. At Night of the Immortals, It's Nighthawk vs Jayson Matthews in a 2-out-of-3 falls match. See you there."
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IWF TAG TEAM WORLD CUP ROUND 3
Bourbon Street Saints vs. Ulf Hednir/ Dean Harper
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Alison Valance: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall to get to Night of the Immortals to try to win the Tag Team World Cup finale.
Terri Morasco: Tonight we have a team that came from the last chance match and the unlikely team that has continued to move forward.
Vasco Dias: The team had a bit of an altercation backstage last week. It will be interesting to see how this plays out.
Alison Valance: Coming down to the ring, weighing in at 200 form The Pack Compound… DEAN HARPER!
{The lights go out as the melodic opening of The Howling by Within Temptation begins to play. After a few moments a s,ingle white spotlight shines down on the stage, showing Dean crouched on the stage, looking down at the ground with his hood concealing his face. Smoke rises around him eerily as he slowly rolls his wrists. Suddenly, in time with the opening guitar riff, the lights snap blood red as Dean stands, walking through the now red-lit smoke towards the ring. He jumps up onto the apron before springing on the bottom rope into the ring. Once in the center of the ring, he spreads his arms wide as he soaks in the red flashing lights before lifting his head sharply, kicking back the hood to show his face, nodding in rhythm to the music as he slowly breaks into a wicked grin. After a few moments he turns and settles into his corner, tossing his hood and jacket to ringside.}
Vasco Dias: Dean looks focused.
Terri Morasco: He kicked Nick Hunter in the head.
Vasco Dias: Listen, sometimes you have to just assume The Pack is just around the corner. It’s safer that way.
Alison Valance: And his partner… weighing in at 243 pounds from Oslo, Norway… ULF HEDNIR!
{The opening guitar introduction to "Raise Your Horns" by Amon Amarth begins to play through the speakers in the arena, and the crowd erupts into a cheer; "Victory!" as the opening of the vocals comes to the speakers, Ulf Hednir comes from behind the curtains with his drinking horn held high into the air leading the crowd to cheer further for him. He walks to the side of the stage and gestures for the crowd to get louder--he is not disappointed, and salutes the crowd by raising the drinking horn to the crowd following it with a gulp; he salutes them one more time before walking toward the ring with a smile on his face. He walks close by the ramp to use his free hand to shake hands with many of the fans. When reaching the bottom of the ramp, he walks around to the time keeper's table and places the drinking horn in a holder fastened to his belt, in order for him to remove his wolf headdress and place it with the time keeper. He retrieves his drinking horn from his belt again and holds it to the sky, yelling "Skål!" to the crowd, who chant it with him before downing the remainder of the beverage residing in the drinking horn. He places the drinking horn down on his wolf headdress, and slides under the bottom rope to get into the ring. He is quick to his feet, waiting for the match to begin.}
Vasco Dias: It’s interesting to see Ulf and Dean working together so well.
{Dean and Ulf have a quick conversation about who goes in first. Ulf steps into the ring and Dean waits on the outside.}
Terri Morasco: Well seems to be stretching it a little.
{The opening hook of "Ante Up" blares from the PA as Nick Hunter and Nate Harris walk through the curtain, Nick immediately running over to the edge of the stage and riling the crowd up as Nate cracks his neck, a smirk on his face. Nick runs over to the other side of the stage, working the crowd some more, and Nate begins to walk down the ramp, Nick running to catch up with him as he continues to talk a mile a minute at the fans.}
Alison Valance: From the Big Easy, at a combined weight of 410 pounds, the team of Nick Hunter and Nate Harris, the Bourbon Street Saints!
{Nick fistbumps someone in the crowd, leaping up onto the apron as Nate climbs the steps. Nick slingshots over the top into the ring, landing on his feet and talking even more trash as Nate steps between the ropes, settling back into their corner. Nick walks in a circle in the ring, continuing to rile the crowd as he makes his way back to Nate, dropping his voice and beginning to talk strategy as the music fades.}
Terri Morasco: I am so happy to see The Saints back in this competition.
Vasco Dias: So you can continue to drool over Nate Harris?
Terri Morasco: They are skilled. Skilled and one of the few teams where they have done most of their training as a team.
{Nate and Nick do a quick round of rock paper scissors to pick who goes into the ring first. Nate steps to the outside.}
Terri Morasco: Looks like Nick Hunter will be starting the match.
Vasco Dias: I’m sure you’ll get to see your eyecandy in action before too long.
{The ref looks between both teams before signaling for the bell.}
Vasco Dias: Here we go.
{Nick runs across the ring and hits Ulf with a Leaping enzuigiri. Ulf drops to the mat. Nick gets back to his feet and hits Ulf with a Standing leg drop.}
Terri Morasco: Nice back and forth between the two opening members here.
Vasco Dias: They seem fairly equally matched, I’ll give them that.
{Nick picks Ulf up off the mat and hits him with a overhead belly to belly suplex.}
Vasco Dias: Nick clearly going to take Ulf out early here.
Terri Morasco: It’s the smart thing to do all told.
Vasco Dias: I’m not disagreeing.
{Nick goes for the pin
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Terri Morasco: So close.
Vasco Dias: Would you have been happy for that quick an ending? Your wet dream hasn’t even gotten out yet
Terri Morasco: Shut up Vasco.
Vasco Dias: Make me.
{Ulf looks angrily at Nick. He catches Nick with a right hand before slinging the Saint over his shoulder and dropping him with a Running Powerslam. He grabs Nick up and hits him with a drop kick to keep him from getting to his partner on the outside.}
Vasco Dias: Ulf going after Nick for his hubris earlier.
Terri Morasco: Keeping Nick away from Nate is a smart move.
{Ulf lifts Nick to his feet and hits him with a Lou Thesz Press, Followed up with three punches, and a final elbow strike.}
Terri Morasco: That had to hurt.
Vasco Dias: Certainly looked it.
{Clearly a little Dazed, Nick kicks Ulf in the shin and makes a leap, barely hitting Nate’s out stretched hand.}
Terri Morasco: Nick made the tag! YES!
Vasco Dias: Calm yourself, women.
{With an over exacerbated stretch, Nate enters the ring. Ulf grabs Nate and puts him into a Headlock Takedown.}
Vasco Dias: Ouch.
Terri Morasco: Ulf has clearly been studying his opponents
{Working up from the mat, Nate hits Ulf with a Russian legsweep.}
Terri Morasco: Good offense form Harris there.
{Nate motions Ulf to his feet and hits him with a back body drop. He lifts Ulf up but Ulf headbutts him.}
Vasco Dias: Looks like Ulf is putting it hard to your boy.
Terri Morasco: Just stop Vasco.
Vasco Dias: You sure?
{Ulf grabs Nate and hits him with a Back Body Drop followed by a forearm club.}
Terri Morasco: Ouch.
Vasco Dias: Looks like this might be it for Nate.
{Ulf goes for the pin
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Terri Morasco: Kick out by Harris!
Vasco Dias: He could casually file his nails and you’d cheer.
{Ulf walks backwards and tags Dean in while Nate is on the mat.}
Vasco Dias: This doesn’t look good for Nate with Dean entering the ring.
Terri Morasco: Nate, go tag Nick back in.
Vasco Dias: He can’t hear you.
{Dean smirks looking across the ring at Nick as Nate gets to his knees.}
Terri Morasco: I don’t like the look of this.
Vasco Dias: Are we going to get some blood in this match?
{With a Running double knee strike to Nate’s back sending him sprawling to the mat. Dean looks to Nick as he gets Nate hard in the ribs a couple times before taking a few steps back.}
Vasco Dias: Dean did promise to rain pain on one of them to pay back the other…
Terri Morasco: This is not going to end well.
Vasco Dias: I hope we see some blood.
{As Nate gets to his feet, Dean grabs him and Snap belly-to-belly suplexes him into the turnbuckle. Nate falls to the mat hard with a little red on the mat.}
Terri Morasco: Is Nate bleeding?
Vasco Dias: I certainly hope so.
{The ref moves to check on Nate on the mat. Nick is yelling things from the sidelines at Dean who smirks. Ulf frowns watching.}
Terri Morasco: Dean is antagonizing Nick.
Vasco Dias: It’s the smart thing to do.
{Dean walks over with his hands behind his back, dramatically hauling Nate up by the hair. He hurls him into the corner, nailing a shoulder to Nate’s midsection before offering a tag to Ulf. Ulf reluctantly reaches out, only for Dean to yank his hand back at the last second with a smirk before .}
Terri Morasco: Teased tag to Ulf there, and Dean’s taking some more time to work on the merchandise. Not that I blame him…
Vasco Dias: And they say I’m objectifying.
{Dean hauls Nate out, drilling him in his cut forehead with a punch before hooking him into a back suplex position, looking for the Show of Devotion! Nate manages to flip free, though, landing on his feet. He hits a quick knee to the gut, following up with the BIG FUN combo! Nate collapses to his knees, reaching out for his corner as Dean stumbles to his feet, disoriented.}
Terri Morasco: Nate’s got an opening here, can he capitalize?
Vasco Dias: He’s taken a beating. Watch that blood flow! He’s got to get out of there now!
Terri Morasco: RUN FOR IT, BABY!
{Dean tags in Ulf, clutching his neck…AND NATE SPRINGS FORWARD, TAGGING NICK BACK IN! Nick leaps up on the rope, soaring halfway across the ring with a springboard clothesline that fells Ulf! Ulf bounces up to his feet, swinging wildly, and Nick ducks under, hitting the ropes and coming off with the LET THE GOOD TIMES ROLL! Nick pops up to his feet, roaring excitedly as the crowd cheers in return.}
Terri Morasco: Big shots from Hunter! Watch him go!
Vasco Dias: He was waiting for this the entire match, and he’s taking advantage!
{Nick looks over to the corner, shouting at Dean “OH, YOU WANNA MESS WITH US NOW?! COME ON, BIG BOY!” He turns back to Ulf, who catches him with an uppercut, sending Nick staggering. Ulf hammers away with clubbing forearms and European uppercuts, driving Nick back into the ropes, and Irish whips him off. Dean doesn’t even pretend to be in position, landing a knee to Nick’s back as he’s whipped in. Ulf narrows his eyes, shouting in Norwegian at Dean, who shrugs “apologetically”.}
Terri Morasco: Looks like a bit of miscommunication’s brewing here. Not exactly an ideal time…
Vasco Dias: You can say that again.
{The referee steps in to shout at Dean, missing Nate slipping between the ropes and dropping to his knees to drill Ulf with a low blow! Ulf doubles over, clutching his groin, and Nate beckons Nick over. Nick stumbles over, shaking off the cobwebs enough to hook Ulf with Nate’s assistance and spike him head-first with the CANONIZATION! Nate immediately explodes to his feet, charging into Dean and knocking him off the apron as Nick covers, hooking the leg tight!
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Nick rolls out of the cover, throwing his fist in the air in triumph as “Ante Up” blasts across the PA.}
Alison Valance: Winner and moving on to Night of the Immortals for the final round THE BOURBAN STREET SAINTS!
Terri Morasco: Yes!
Vasco Dias: I am not sure I would celebrate going to face who they will be facing.
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IN-RING SEGMENT
BFC attack Fiona backstage will anyone come to the rescue?
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{Once back from commercial, the camera comes on to Fiona McFly standing in the middle of the ring in a tasteful green dress with a mic in her hand.}
Alison Valance: And now, as a special appearance from one of our Women’s Division…Fiona McFly!
Vasco Dias: Ugh. Why do we have to be subjected to this?
Terri Morasco: Don’t be a jerk, Vasco.
{Fiona waves at the camera.}
Fiona McFly: This is a very special song to me heart. I was told backstage this was requested by Davin Fitzpatrick.
{The camera pans to where the crowd that seems excited, Davin waves with two people in black hoodies next to him.}
Fiona McFly: I hope you all enjoy…
{Fiona motions to the sound technician.}
Fiona McFly: Bright light city gonna set my soul. Gonna set my soul on fire. Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn. So get those stakes up higher!
{The camera pans back to the fan who is now sitting with two empty seats next to him.}
Fiona McFly: There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there. And they're all livin' devil may care. And I'm just the devil with love to spare. Viva Las Vegas, viva Las—
{The opening to “Diva” By Beyoncé interrupts the sound of Fiona’s song. The crowd roars in boos, a few chants spring up “FUCK YOU CIARA” among them. Fiona drops the mic and looks around the ring for the BFC to come down the ramp.}
Vasco Dias: Thank god.
Terri Morasco: Uh oh, this can’t be good.
{Crystal Hilton and Ciara O’Connor jump the barricade from the area behind Fiona, slipping into the ring before she can turn around. Ciara hits Fiona with a leg sweep and Crystal kicks her in the ribs.}
Terri Morasco: How can they keep doing this?!
Vasco Dias: I mean, this is the Age of Gods. Why should the good continue to exist unpunished?
{Ciara puts a book on Fiona’s shoulder, clearly digging it in with a smirk while Crystal laughs.}
Terri Morasco: …Where is Charity Crowne in all this?
Vasco Dias: according to her twitter she’s out of town.
{Ciara picks Fiona up and holds her arms back so Crystal can slap her.}
Terri Morasco: Someone should stop this!
Vasco Dias: I mean, we all had to experience her singing didn’t we? That was awful, so why should this be cut-
{Ciara drops her to knees in front of Fiona and brings a mic to her mouth with a wicked grin.}
Ciara O’Connor: Nobody’s gonna save you. Nobody likes you enough to come to help your fake-Irish ass. The only woman in this division who might be nice enough to come to help you isn’t here tonight. You know how I know that? Because the bunny-eared bitch still hasn’t had the thought to block me on fuckin’ Instagram. She’s having dinner with her mom, right now. She took a picture of her meal and posted it five minutes ago thanking the chef for making it look so pretty. You’re all alone. Nobody’s coming. Nobody cares enough about you to risk themselves on your behalf.
{She hauls Fiona up to let Crystal begin hitting her again, but before they got too far…}
??: Maybe not about her…
{Ciara and Crystal look around, searching for the source of the female voice as the crowd begins to roar as they recognize it.}
Shea O’Hara: …But I care plenty about YOU.
{The lights go out before the tron flickers to life with a flick of orange hair, before "In God We Trust” by Sweet Little Machine blasts out of the PA with orange and green lights flashing wildly, in time with the drums}
"ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
NAH, NAH, NAH NAH!
NAH NAH-NAH NAH NAH!"
{The crowd chant along with the song, as Shea O’Hara barges through the curtain before standing in the middle of the stage. She glares at the two women in the ring as they gaze dumbfounded, seeming to forget about their would-be victim. Shea points at them with fire in her eyes before charging headling into the ring, sliding under the bottom ropes.}
Terri Morasco: Oh boy, have I missed that song! Shea O’Hara is back in the ring, and from the looks of things out for the Best Friends Club’s heads!
{Ciara whips a barely conscious Fiona into Shea, who catches the other woman and lowers her not un-roughly to the mat. In the brief moment it distracts Shea, Ciara quickly slides out of the ring, causing Crystal to turn away from the former Diamonds Champion as she asks Ciara what she’s doing – which is enough for Shea to completely blindside her with a BOMBSHELL!}
Vasco Dias: Ciara’s making good on her escape, leaving Crystal to take the beating!
{Sure enough, Ciara laughs like a football hooligan as she races around the edge of the ring, dashing up the ramp to put plenty of distance between herself and the Redheaded Riot. Halfway up, she turns around and starts mockingly singing along with In God We Trust as she flips Shea a pair of birds. Shea watches Ciara leave with hatred in her eyes, giving a few more kicks to the downed Crystal before – almost reluctantly – checking on Fiona.}
Vasco Dias: I think we’re seeing the beginning of something beautiful, Terri.
Terri Morasco: What are you talking about?
Vasco Dias: I love seeing feuds this bloody emerge from the division, Terri. There’s nothing sweeter than erupting violence.
Terri Morasco: You… you disturb me, Vasco.
{Shea stands in the ring, taking in the cheers from the crowd as they thank her for her return, chanting “WE LOVE SHEA!” and “THANK YOU, O’HARA!”. She is quickly overwhelmed with emotion, but lifts a tearful Devil Horn into the air as the show cuts to commercial.}
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A Challenge...
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{The sparsely lit corner barely illuminated his face. What you could see was covered by now jet black hair. He was dressed in jeans and a flannel jacket. Underneath he had a shirt dedicated to God.}
Jayson Matthews: Teacher….mentor….coach…
{Jayson looked up into the camera. He wasn’t smiling anymore. He looked like he was exhausted. There were bags under his eyes and they were bloodshot. He looked pale, his chubby cheeks more gaunt and thin. But he seemed to be strangely calm.}
Jayson Matthews: Nighthawk, I used to hold you in such a high regard. I used to idolize you. I listened to everything you said. Hell, I’ll say it...I used to love you.
{Jayson looks away and blows air from his nose to suppress his feelings of anger and betrayal.}
Jayson Matthews: You were the closest thing to a father figure that I really had. And I believed in that, I really did. I told myself that you probably didn’t say the same things to every student. That you actually cared about me as an individual and I wasn’t there to pad your wallet with tuition payments. I believed in that lie for so long. But I was just a face in the crowd. nothing opened my eyes clearer than the fact that when I needed you the most….you left me here to rot and die!
{Jayson moves the hair from his face and shows the glare into the camera.}
Jayson Matthews: This is all your fault. You let me down, “coach”.
{He smiles a sinister grin.}
Jayson Matthews: But soon I will be reborn just as my true father foretold. And I know now, through HIS almighty teachings what I must do. I must sever the ties of the past. Close my ears to the lies of false prophets like “Tristan” and move forward with my life. The true test of my faith. I must end the Nighthawk.
{He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before slowly nodding his head.}
Jayson Matthews: At Night Of Immortals I challenge Nighthawk to a match. A match that he thinks he is the best in. A two out of three falls match. The student faces the master. The master falls and the student becomes the master. Nighthawk you may have taught me a lot of things but there’s no doubt that I’ve been able to utilize those skills way better than you. And at Night of Immortals I will outwrestle you and expose you as the fraud that you are and after I’m done….
{Jayson stands up from the seated position and extends his arms outward.}
Jayson Matthews: ...I’ll bring your head to my God as a Sacrifice.
{He holds the crucifix pose as the scene fades.}
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SINGLES MATCH
Redcap vs. Andrew Jacobsen
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Gentlemen!
{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.}
Vasco Dias: “Here he is The villain! The fiend! The man that cost Xavier Cross.”
Terri Morasco: “Say what you like about him, but the Poetic Punisher as he's been called has already been making waves!”
Vasco Dias: “More fool him! Cross is going to turn him into mincemeat!"
Alison Valance: "Standing at six feet two inches, weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds....he hails from Arcadia! He is THE REDCAP!"
{Redcap gives Alison a little salute as The opening riff of "Unbreakable" plays, sending the crowd into a frenzy, and as the drums kick in Andrew Jacobsen comes striding out onto the ramp, Danielle Chase a step behind him. He takes a few steps forward, looking to either side with a wide grin on his face. Andrew looks dead ahead at the ring, cracking his neck, and throws his arms out and head back as a burst of red and green pyro goes off to either side of him. Andrew and Danielle walk down the ramp, Andrew high-fiving fans as he goes, and he pulls himself up onto the apron, looking around at the fans with an infectious grin on his face. He climbs through the second rope and walks to a corner, checking his gloves and talking with Danielle as he waits for the match to start.}
Vasco Dias: “I'm going to enjoy watching Jacobsen tear this as..”
Terri Morasco: “Vasco, language!”
Alison Valance: "And his opponent! Standing at six feet two inches, weighing in at two hundred and Thirty-five pounds....he hails from Minneapolis Minnesota! He is ANNNNNNNNNDREWWWWWWWW JACCCCCCCCOBSEEEEEEEEEN!
{Andrew turns to acknowledge the crowd as they cheer and then looks towards Redcap who is stilll hammocking in the corner, head tilted to one side before Andrew starts towrds him as the Bell rings and Redcap rolls fluidly out of the corner into Jacobsen's face to circle him Jacobsen having to adjust for the quick and sudden movement before the two lock up and Andrew with the lrager size starts to work Redcap back towards the corner Redcap gives little resistance until he reaches the corner, suddenly stepping up the ropes to tornado around in a qucik lock up take down as the two stand still in lock up as red cap usues the momentum to snap in a headlock!}
Terri Morasco: “Speed and momentum giving Redcap a quick advantage there Not the first time somebody has been caught by his agility”
Vasco Dias: “Jacobsen is playing with him, it's all a mind game!”
{Indeed Jacobsen is quick to lift Redcap, once, twice and three times as he works towards the ropes pushing Redcap offbefore charging forwards and nailing the Faerie Herio wit ha huge Shoulder block, looking down on Redcap he charges for the ropes and Redcap is quickly behidn him with a sleep trip which actually works Jacobsen falls into the middle of the ring rescuing himself at the last minute with an escape roll Redcap is up as he charges towards Jacobsen, who lets the youngster run by tries to trip him himself Redcap bounces over easily, Jacbosen leap frogs the Redcap turning to try and launch Red cap with a Hiptoss, Redcap flips through onto his feet looking jacobsen in the eyes as Jacbosen is suddenly and very quickly locked into a wrist lock, There's barely a pause in the action as Jacobsen rolls through into a reversal sweeping RedCap's feet for a quick cover! }
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{Redcap kicks out and as Jacobsen rolls around his own legs are swept out by Redcap who covers}
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{Jacobsen kicks out as the two roll on their back and kip up trying to nail a dropkick at the same time their feet touching and the two of them looking at each other as the crowd goes crazy!}
CROWD: THIS IS AWESOME!!
Terri Morasco: That's all I can really say...Listen to the IWF Galaxy!
{Jacobsen and Red cap circle before giving each other the tiniest fist bump and a nod of acknowledgement before they circle as they start to lock up again Jacobsen pulls Redcap quickly into a headlock takeover, the mask providing a little extra torque on the hold as he uses those extra pounds he has on the red cap to try and wear him down}
Terri Morasco: Wait? Who's that?!
Vasco Dias: “That Is Karma Walking baby! Turnabout is fair play!”
{Xavier Cross has run down to ringside and pauses, skididing to halt as he drops below the apron and under the ring in a baseball slide appearing the other side of teh ring even as The Redcap struggles to his feet moving to alleivate the pressure of the mask as Jacobsen whips The Redcap off the ropes Xavier is quick to grab a foot as the redcap staggers forwards narrowly missing a LIGHTS OUT and pulling AJ intioOsa quick Small pckage near the ropes, Xavier once again spotting an opportunity recahes out to roll the pair so Jacobsen ends up on top the two of them Sinched tight!}
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TWO!!
KICKOUT!
Terri Morasco: "Xavier is trying to cost Redcap the match!"
Vasco Dias: “That Is justice, Terri! Justice!”
{Xavier's Temper snaps as the two break apart and he hops onto the apron to change into the ring and start laying heavy shots on Redcap! The Ref Calls for the bell as the two spill from the ring leaving a very confused and perurned Jacobsen watching and arguing with the Ref a little Xavier and Redcap part for a moment as the Bell rings and Xavier starts to back up.}
Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen this match has been noted as a NO CONTEST!
{Redcap's entire demeanour changes and he starts to move for Cross to charges forwards once again as he grabs The Poetic Punisher and slams him into a barricade, redcap holds his ribs but blocks the next shot smashing Xavier into the barricade himself as security guards swarm to break up the two, Xavier being pulled away before Redcap breaks free and uses an incoming Security guy as a step to launch himself into the fray once more, more security guards swarm out as Xavier and Redcap tear at each other with reckless abandon}
Terri Morasco: "They've gone crazy!"
Vasco Dias: “Get him Cross!”
Terri Morasco: "Will you stop?!"
{The two are finally pulled apart in separate directions as Verona enters out with a mic in hand and a disapproving look}
Verona: "It's clear we won't get any rest until you two solve this so solve it you will, at NIGHT OF THE IMMORTALS, it will be REDCAP. VS CROSS. And if either of you makes contact with the other before the match? You will forfeit it be suspended -and- fined. If I catch you two in so much as a public bathroom together before the match"
{The look on Xavier's face says it all as he's dragged off and by Redcap's similar motions he's not too happy about it either}
Terri Morasco: "Laying down the law"
Vasco Dias: “Injustice! TRYANNY!”
Terri Morasco: "But on the bright side a huge announcement for Night of the Immortals!"
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Vesna hype package
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{The lights go dark in the arena, slowly blinking out one by one. The Imperiatron lights up with an image, showing a wide-open field. The grass has grown tall and wild without the influence of man. The wind blows in a single direction, bending the grass over. In the center of the field is a figure in white. The source of the wind is revealed as the camera pans across the gray sky. A storm front moves fast across the sky, lightning flashing in the clouds. There is a boom of distant thunder.}
{The camera zooms in on the figure in white revealing Jay, the androgynous manager for Vesna. Those fans in the audience who follow the indie circuit make a bit of noise at the sight of them. They wear a white Cossack jacket, similar to a priest with a wide, flat-brimmed hat that matches. They stand, arms outstretched as the oncoming wind causes their jacket to flap around them.}
Jay: Good People. A reckoning approaches.
{A boom of thunder, louder than before punctuating their words. Jay lifts their head, staring up at the storm with ecstatic reverence.}
Jay: It is an age of gods…
{Images flash by on the screen. Spike Kane and God staring at each other after the contract signing. Dawn Halliwell standing triumphantly after her Iron maiden success. The images flash by just fast enough to know the subjects before coming back to Jay’s face.}
Jay: An age of Demons…
{More images. Brooklyn holding the Women’s title in victory. Caleb Lockwood ascending the ladder to claim his Extreme Championship. Maxine standing over Astrid’s body.}
Jay: An age of Heroes who defy them.
{Vivienne Rodgers is shown lifting her Open Weight Title. Bob Pooler with his Strong Style Belt. Xavier Cross looking around the ring.}
Jay: The people have cried out, and their cries have been answered. They have long sought refuge in weak heroes, in the bonds of friendship. They have even sought solace in the arms of their gods and their demons. But all this comes to pass.
{Jay lifts their hands high into the air as lightning flashes in the sky above their head.}
Jay: Their Reckoning comes! She is the scourge that the Imperial Wrestling Federation needs. She will look down upon all of you and deem you unworthy. The Heroes are Mighty. The Demons are Vile. The Gods are strong. But all of them kneel before the primordial elements. They shall all be struck down or made clean. They will all be scourged and cleansed!!!
{There is another loud boom of thunder as lightning strikes the ground behind Jay. The grass begins to burn outward in a circle from the strike. Jay stands lit behind the fires, and a wide exuberant smile crosses their face.}
Jay: Before the might of The Oncoming Storm.
{There is a flash of Vesna’s face, veiled by hood and mask. Her eyes burning with intensity. Words slowly scrawl across the screen.}
“The storm comes… in two weeks”
{The lights come on slowly as a rumble of thunder fills the arena.}
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"One Condition..."
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{“Cult of Personality” hits the arena sound system and the arena starts booing as Mike Laszlo walks out onto the stage. He holds his hands out, feigning a shocked reaction before a smirk crosses his face and he heads down to the ramp.}
Terri Morasco: This man got a taste of his own medicine last week. Bob Pooler walked out of a championship match, refusing to put his title on the line.
Vasco Dias: Really, that should be a forfeit and Mike should be the new Strong Style Champion.
{Mike enters the ring and calls for a microphone. The music dies down but the booing doesn’t until it’s interrupted by hysterical laughter from the man in the ring.}
Mike Laszlo: Buahahahahahahahaha! Last week, Bob, that was hilarious. It was so funny.
{The laughter stops and he looks into the camera.}
Mike Laszlo: No, not the part where you forfeited away a championship match. No, not that at all. Instead, what’s funny is how hypocritical you could be in front of all these people who cheer you week in and week out.
{He looks around confused before shrugging his shoulders.}
Mike Laszlo: I don’t know why...but they do.
{He points into the camera as if pointing at Bob himself.}
Mike Laszlo: You came out and ran your mouth about showing true colors. You told me I could get a match anytime I wanted Bob, all I had to do was ask.
{He shrugs his shoulders again.}
Mike Laszlo: Well, maybe I wasn’t blunt, but Mr. Pooler, I’ve told you all along I’m coming for that championship around your waist. I told you that what is yours now, would be mine very shortly, and just about the only part you were right about last week, is the fact that I couldn’t wait anymore.
Terri Morasco: He made that clear.
Vasco Dias: I mean, he does live by the moniker, “Want...Take...Have”.
Mike Laszlo: I shouldn’t have to Bob. I’m not high up on the list of your contenders...I’M AT THE GODDAMN TOP OF IT!
{He points down to the mat.}
Mike Laszlo: I pinned drove my knee through your face, and pinned you in the center of the ring. Game, set, match. I carried your lame ass through the tournament. Yes, you were correct, we did have a good chance of winning, not because of you...because of ME!
{He turns to the backstage area, pointing up at the stage.}
Mike Laszlo: Then last week, speaking of true colors, it wasn’t me who showed mine, it was you who showed yours. You stood up there and in a spatter of words, told everyone sitting in the arena, and everyone of these people watching at home, you know you can’t beat me.
Sure, you disguised it up with the bullshit you spewed, but the facts are what they are, and you and I both know that when it comes to you and me Bob...I’m the better man. I’m better in this ring, on a microphone, in a backstage interview, I’m better...PERIOD!
So let’s do this. Let’s step in a ring and let the world know what I already know, and let’s get that Strong Style Championship where it belongs...around my waist. You and me Bob...NIGHT OF THE IMMORTALS!
{The crowd pops at the idea of the championship match and gets even louder as “Red Fraction” by Black Lagoon blares over the sound system and Bob steps out onto the stage, unlatching the belt from his waist and holding it high overhead. He has a microphone in hand, and as the music and pop die down, he drapes the title over his shoulder and brings the microphone to his face.}
Bob Pooler: You’re an interesting guy Mike. Just when someone thinks they have you figured out, you flip the script. While that’s a nice trait...it can sometimes backfire. Last week, I asked what you did to deserve a shot at my title.
{Mike bluntly interrupts.}
Mike Laszlo: I KICKED YOUR ASS!
{Bob gives a sarcastic affirmative nod.}
Bob Pooler: Yes, you beat me...early in my reign. You’re not the first to beat me though Mike. Perhaps I could find someone else to face at Night of the Immortals, someone who does something to earn a shot, other than turn on his partner during a huge tournament.
Mike Laszlo: Or you could prove you’re not a bitch who hides behind his stream or Twitter!?
{An “Ooooooh” goes throughout the crowd.}
Bob Pooler: I could. Maybe I’ll do that when you’re more successful than your Hall of Fame wife?
{Another “OOOOH”, Mike’s getting frustrated and kicks the bottom rope sending it rippling around the ring.}
Mike Laszlo: If she’s more successful than me...she’s three times as successful as you, Mr. “Never Sniffed the Imperial Title”.
Vasco Dias: Well this is entertaining.
Terri Morasco: I feel like we’re in high school.
Bob Pooler: Touche...but this has gone on long enough. I have something you want Mike, and it sits here on my shoulder.
Mike Laszlo: NOT FOR LONG!
Bob Pooler: We both have a desire to perform on the biggest show of the year. I told you all you had to do was ask, and that’s exactly what you did here tonight. So we know, but don’t care if you want it. Do you people want to see this match at Night of the Immortals?
{The crowd pops as the potential match up.}
Bob Pooler: I know I disappointed a few people walking out last week, but I won’t do it this week. MIKE! You and me...at Night of the Immortals...YOU’RE ON!
{The crowd erupts as a smirk crosses over Mike’s face as he nods in approval. The camera shoots back up to Bob who is holding up his index finger.}
Bob Pooler: On one condition…
Mike Laszlo: I don’t give a damn about your condition Bob. We could wear tutus, fight in a cage, bury each other alive, or fight to the death. Come Night of the Immortals, I’m walking out the Strong Style Champion and there’s not a damn thing you can do to stop me.
{Bob gives a slight chuckle, shaking his head.}
Bob Pooler: No, no, this is going to be a straight wrestling match. The one condition is that we’re going to have a special guest referee…
{Bob steps to the side and motions his hand back. “The Howling” by Within Temptation goes on throughout the arena and out steps Dean Harper!}
Terri Morasco: The former Man of Steel champion which has been reformed into the Strong Style Championship!
Vasco Dias: We all know how vested he is in that championship, and I guess this is his way of protecting it?
{Mike stares up at the ramp, nodding his head, accepting the condition as Bob looks over at Dean who was already looking at Bob, then turns to Laszlo in the ring.}
Terri Morasco: I guess it’s official. Mike Laszlo will challenge Bob Pooler for the Strong Style Championship...and DEAN HARPER will be the special guest referee!
{The scene fades as we go to commercial.}
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IWF TAG TEAM WORLD CUP ROUND 3
Age of Gods vs. CaBerto
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{ The King Wants You by Avatar hits the pa and the crowd immediately bursts into Caberto chants! }
Vasco Dias: Terri, dare I say this is the real finals of the Tag Team World Cup?
Terri Morasco: It’s certainly a huge match up for four IWF hall of fame wrestlers in it.
Vasco Dias: I’m honestly torn about who to pick here. Verona and Cable are my bosses but… They’re facing Gods!
Terri Morasco: I think you could pick either team and possibly be right.
{ Roberto Verona and Cable Arcane step out through the curtain to a huge roar from the crowd. The two stand side by side before lightly bumping fists then they march toward the ring. Roberto marches up the steps as Cable hops onto the apron, the two of them climb into the ring and stand in the center. }
Vasco Dias: I’m so excited for this match! Cable and Roberto are in the best shape of their lives, they’ve been dominating the World Cup and now they face off against the Age of Gods!
Terri Morasco: The Age of Gods have been making quite the run both in the World Cup and out of it. Spike Kane won the Roulette, Angel Blake is the World Champion. They are perhaps the best team in IWF history.
Vasco Dias: Not yet they aren’t.
{The lights go out as Necessary Evil by Motionless in White kicks in hard. Torches light up in the darkened arena as we see Angel Blake and Spike Kane standing on the center of the stage. Spike throws up the X and Angel does a Christ pose before the two of them step forward and begin to head toward the ring, an explosion of fire behind them. Spike rolls in under the bottom rope and sits cross legged in the ring, Angel comes up behind him, the two pose again before the music dies and the light returns.}
Vasco Dias: There are the final moments before we find out which pair of hall of famers is better.
Terri Morasco: I’m not sure if this will come down to skill, brutality or just who wants it more. Regardless whoever wins is going to be the favorite in the finals in my opinion.
Vasco Dias: Absolutely but that’s assuming either team walks away from this match alive.
{ Spike Kane and Cable Arcane both opt to start as the referee calls for the bell. Cable and Spike both move in for each other, Cable goes right in looking for a rear waist lock but Spike has it scouted and clubs Cable over the back. Spike then immediately dead lifts Cable with a devastating release German suplex! Cable tries to get right back up but Spike steam rolls him with a running clothes line. }
Vasco Dias: Spike over powering Cable right from the start.
Terri Morasco: Cable needs to watch out for that brute force of Spike Kane.
{ Cable is up to his feet but Spike is right there with a running knee lift to his midsection and then hits a nasty spinning heel kick right to the side of Cable’s head! Cable falls into a vacant corner and Spike charges in looking for a shoulder block but Cable side steps him and sends Spike shoulder first into the corner post! }
Terri Morasco: Cable creating an opening here!
Vasco Dias: He needs to get Spike off his feet and fast!
{ Arcane pulls Spike out of the post and right into a half nelson back breaker! Spike rolls off and tries to get up to his feet but Arcane connects with a shin kick right to the face of Spike! Spike looks to tag in Angel as he pushes himself up to his feet but Arcane is behind him with a high shin kick to the back of Kane’s head and pulls the God of Xtreme right into a Russian leg sweep backbreaker! }
Vasco Dias: Arcane is going to work on the lower back of Spike Kane!
Terri Morasco: That’s Cable’s bread and butter.
{ Cable starts to pull Spike back to his feet but Kane hits two quick body shots and looks for a spinning backfist. Cable ducks the backfist and fires back with lightning fast body shot combos before hitting his own back fist that rocks the jaw of Spike Kane! Spike fires back with a leaping knee! Cable follows suit and hits his own leaping knee! Kane looks for the step up enzugiri but Arcane ducks it and fires off a spin kick that Kane manages to just get under before connecting with a Pele kick right to Cable’s face! }
Terri Morasco: These two appear to be evenly matched at the moment.
Vasco Dias: At the moment is right but the longer this goes the more it favors the veteran Spike Kane.
Terri Morasco: Spike if nothing else is the God of Endurance.
{ Both men are slow to their feet but Spike suddenly takes off and hits the ropes, he bounces off and comes back with the Bloody Sunday kick on Cable Arcane! Spike drags Cable back to the Age of Gods corner and tags in Angel Blake. }
Vasco Dias: God has entered the ring!
{ Spike and Angel pulls Cable up for a two man Alabama slam and Blake goes right into the cover. ONE! TWO! Roberto breaks it up. The referee is on Roberto and backs him into the corner. Spike drops down and starts to lay into Arcane with some closed fists while Angel glares at Roberto Verona. }
Vasco Dias: Fantastic team work by the Age of Gods.
Terri Morasco: By bending the rules.
Vasco Dias: You only break the rules if you get caught, thank you Tom Brady.
{ Blake turns his attention to Cable Arcane who is using the ropes to stand up. Blake comes in behind him and kicks Cable in the back of the knees. Angel then shin kicks Cable across the back once, twice, three times. Blake sneers before spinning Cable around and right into the LAst Gasp pulling pile driver. Blake lazily pins Cable as Verona screams from the corner. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }
Terri Morasco: Cable needs to get out of the ring before Blake picks him apart.
Vasco Dias: Easier said than done. The Age of Gods has cut off the ring.
{ Blake pulls Cable up to his feet and hits a spinning heel kick that knocks Arcane into the Age of Gods corner. Blake backs up and does the Christ pose before charging in with a running corner drop kick on Arcane! Kane keeps Cable from dropping as Angel backs off and then runs in again with the shining wizard, he tags Spike and pulls Cable out with the Heaven’s Fury bulldog! Spike immediately charges in to cover Cable. ONE! TWO! Roberto breaks it up! }
Vasco Dias: The Age of Gods nearly had this match won.
Terri Morasco: If it wasn’t for Roberto Verona this one could very well be over.
Vasco Dias: No, it would be over.
{ Spike laughs at Roberto as he stands back up holding Arcane by the hair. Spike then throws Cable hard into the ropes, Arcane ducks the clothes line on the rebound and runs across the ring where he stops himself on the opposing ropes. Spike charges in looking for a deadly spear but Arcane manages to grabs Spike for the tilt a whirl backbreaker! }
Terri Morasco: This is Cable’s opening!
{ Arcane leaps for Roberto who gets the hot tag to a big pop from the crowd! Verona charges into the ring as Spike gets up and Verona connects with the Brainwasher DDT on Spike Kane! Angel comes rushing in to help his partner but Verona fires off the Silencer on Angel Blake and drops him! }
Terri Morasco: Roberto Verona is on fire!
Vasco Dias: He’s certainly lighting up the Age of Gods!
{ Spike is back up to his feet but Roberto is right there with the Madame Guillotine clothes line that sends both men down to the mat. Blake is back up to his feet but Arcane comes rushing back into the ring and hits a running leaping knee to the face of Angel Blake and then pulls him in for a double underhook backbreaker! }
Terri Morasco: Caberto is in control of this match!
Vasco Dias: They’ve certainly turned the tides against the Age of Gods!
{ The referee gets Cable out of the ring as Angel rolls out on his own. Roberto Verona is lining up his next shot on Spike Kane who is very slow to his feet. Roberto charges in on Spike with his own leaping knee to the side of Spike’s head and then quickly transitions into a chokeslam backbreaker on Spike Kane. Roberto goes for the cover and it’s ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }
Vasco Dias: Not even close to enough to put Spike away!
Terri Morasco: No but Caberto is clearly targeting Spike’s lower back and trying to keep him isolated from Angel!
Vasco Dias: They can try but I’m not sure that game plan is going to work.
{ Roberto quickly pulls Spike up off the mat and looks for a swinging neackbreaker but Spike manages to push Roberto off of him. Roberto turns right into a spear from Spike Kane! Spike rolls off Roberto and toward his corner of the ring where he reaches out to Angel Blake! }
Vasco Dias: The second coming of God!
{ God comes right in as Roberto gets back to his feet. Blake looks for the Genocide Kick but Roberto gets under the attempt and behind Blake. Verona hits a kick to the back of Angel’s knees which brings God down to a knee. Roberto runs past Blake, hits the ropes and comes back with Veni, Vidi, Vici!!! Blake is down and Verona covers him. ONE! TWO! Spike breaks it up with a massive stomp to the back of Roberto Verona but Cable comes running into the ring with a leaping clothes line that takes Kane down! }
Vasco Dias: Roberto nearly stole this one but Spike was right there for his partner!
Terri Morasco: It was close but close doesn’t mean anything inside that ring!
{ Roberto pushes himself back to his feet as Cable and Spike both roll out of the ring. Roberto grabs Blake and pulls him back up but Angel hits a spinning heel kick and then rapid fire body shots that end with a spinning back fist and a leaping knee to the face of Verona! Blake then jumps up and grabs Roberto for the Revelations! }
Terri Morasco: Roberto is down but is he out!
Vasco Dias: This could be it for Caberto!
{ Angel goes for the cover on Roberto but Cable rolls right back into the ring to break it up! Cable pulls Angel off Roberto but Spike comes in from out of nowhere with the Bloody Sunday Kick!!! Cable falls backward and through the ropes out of the ring! }
Vasco Dias: Cable is down!
{ Roberto is up and Spike turns into the Silencer! But Blake fires off the Genocide Kick on Verona! Blake grabs Spike and pulls him back up to his feet, the two are face to face and Blake points at Roberto. Spike grabs Roberto and pulls him up to his feet then lifts him up into the electric chair position as Angel makes his way to the top rope. The Age of God signal the end as Blake comes off the top for the reverse bull dog off the electric chair! }
Terri Morasco: THE FINAL TESTAMENT!!!
{ Angel covers Roberto Verona as Spike Kane guards the ring from Cable Arcane who is struggling to get back to his feet. The referee moves in for the count and ONE! TWO! THREE!!! Cable is a second too late rolling back into the ring as Spike drops the axe handle on him! }
Vasco Dias: The Age of Gods has done it! They’re moving on to the finals in the Tag Team World Cup at Night of the Immortals!!!
{ Angel Blake and Spike Kane sare side by side with the referee as he raises their hands! }
Terri Morasco: But you know what this means Vasco? The Age of Gods will fight for the Tag Team World Cup and then later in the night they will fight against each other for the World Championship.
Vasco Dias: They will… And I honestly don’t know how this is going to work out for them.
{ Angel and Spike slowly turn to face each other as the reality starts to set in, they will be partners one more time and then opponents. There is a certain tension as the referee hands Angel the World title, Spike looks right at it as Angel brings it up onto his shoulder. }
Vasco Dias: Is this it? Is this where we finally see one of the Age of Gods turn on the other?
Terri Morasco: It sure feels like a bomb about to go off.
{ The two lock eyes once again as their music plays in the darkness of the arena. Eventually they both grab each others hands and turn to raise them up in victory over each others heads. }
Vasco Dias: It looks like the Age of Gods will live to fight another day but how long can this alliance last?
Terri Morasco: Until the main event of Night of Immortals?
{ We close out on the image of the Age of Gods standing victorious. }
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IN-RING SEGMENT
A New Challenger Approaches!
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{"Rise, Rebel, Resist" by Otep plays as James Michael Nash and Caleb Lockwood step into the ring, the Extreme Championship Title looped over Lockwood's shoulder. The two of them stand in the ring for a few moments before Nash brings the mic to his mouth and begins to speak.}
James Michael Nash: Well here we are! A mere six days from Night of the Immortals, and still no challenger for the holder of the IWF Extreme Championship. What a sorry state of affairs this is that nobody is ready to stand to the champ!
{Caleb grins and shrugs.}
James Michael Nash: So here's what's going to happen. To force a challenger out from the ranks of the worthy, I'm going to be holding a match, RIGHT HERE and RIGHT NOW, to determine who the number one contender will be! Every man not booked to fight at Night of the Immortals will be thrown into this ring, and whoever manages to walk out victorious will -
Laura Howlett: Stop right there, James.
{James whips back to the entrance ramp, where Laura Howlett is standing with a wicked grin on her face. James and Caleb exchange a glance before the former walks over to the ropes, leaning against them with a serious expression.}
James Michael Nash: What do you want, Laura?
Laura Howlett: To remind you that you don't answer just to yourself and Arcane. To remind you that we still have a board, and that I'm still someone who can tell you what to do. To remind you that you don't have sole power over who gets to challenge for that title. And to tell you that your little match... isn't happening.
James Michael Nash: And why's that?
Laura Howlett: Because I've already decided who will be facing at Night of the Immortals.
{James frowns.}
James Michael Nash: And who would that be?
Laura Howlett: Whoever I want it to be, James. And that just so happens to be a man who's already proven worthy of taking up a mantle much more storied and important than that strap of leather and tin. A man who's embraced a legacy of dominance, but who isn't afraid to get his hands dirty along the way. A man who's broken Spike Kane under his heel... ETHAN. KING!
{James Michael Nash scoffs.}
James Michael Nash: Ethan King? Laura, you've lost it. He hasn't even had a debut match. You're really going to tell me that you want the first match of your unproven lackey to be a title match at our biggest event of the year? Absolutely no-
{Before he can finish his sentence, however, Ethan King himself appears from under the ring apron - suit and all - and slides into the ring behind James Michael Nash before the man sees him coming. Before Caleb can react, Ethan grins and cold-clocks Nash in the back of the head with the BRAZEN EQUALIZER, causing Nash to collapse in a heap. Ethan cracks his neck and straightens his tie.}
Laura Howlett: What was that, James? You didn't finish your sentence. I'm going to assume you were about to say: "absolutely nothing would make you happier than pleasing Laura Howlett." Good attitude, James. That kind of approach will get you places.
{Ethan smirks and turns towards Caleb lockwood, offering his hand - still wearing the set of platinum-plated brass knuckles - to the champion. Caleb looks at the hand in absolute disgust and walks out of the ring. Ethan shrugs and raises his hands in the air as Avenged Sevenfold's "Hail to the King begins to play.}
Vasco Dias: Well there you have it! The House Always Wins, and Ethan King is going to debut at Night of the Immortals!
Terri Morasco: I hope Nash is okay...
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VIDEO SEGMENT
Hype package for the Men’s World Title match (God vs Spike Kane)
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{The video package opens on the IWF logo as the opening chords of The Devil and The Huntsman plays, before the scene shifts to crowds of people cheering, holding signs, and walking into a packed arena.}
“Night of the Immortals”
{Spike and God standing over a prone body of Andrew Jacobsen}
“United in goal.”
{Spike Kane and God standing in the ring the show after Danger Zone.}
God: At Danger Zone you all bore Witness to the Death of the IMPERIAL age.
Spike Kane: And the RISE of a new age
God: We crushed your hero.
Spike Kane: The AGE OF GODS
{A highlight of the hits God gave Andrew during their match, the way Spike slide in and hit Andrew again and again.}
Andrew Jacobsen: ENOUGH!
{Showing Andrew and Nighthawk stepping forward to speak their piece. To stop the age of gods. Showing the interference the Age of Gods had in the Masters of a 1000 hold’s matches.}
“Unstoppable.”
{A highlight of Age of Gods defeating tag team after tag team.}
“United in their purpose…”
God: Saint Michael.
Spike Kane: God.
{Images of Dawn Kane, Freya Kane, Jayson Mathews standing behind Spike Kane and God.}
“A family found. A family Grown.”
{A highlight of the Roulette. Spike Kane eliminating man after man, getting Jayson Mathews to bow to him, before the final elimination in Dean Harper to come out the winner.}
“Spike Kane Winner of the 2018 Roulette…”
{The Same image as before with God holding the Men’s World Title Championship belt.}
“To Face God…”
{Highlights of God dispatching Gilmore at Open Fight Night. Highlights of defeating Nighthawk at High Stakes.}
“At Night of the Immortals…”
{Biblical images of God. Angelic images of Arch Angel Michael. Pauses long on the image of Michael with his foot on the throat of Lucifer while an image of God is behind him.}
“God against god.”
{Split screen showing Spike destroying people. Crucifying Xavier Cross. Dragon’s Den matches. Other side showing God burying people alive. Standing tall as he subjecting target after target.}
“For the prize at the top of this company.”
{Angel and Spike standing side by side}
“Who will win?”
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MATCH FOR THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR IWF OPEN WEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
Alexis Caffery vs. Helena Sawyer
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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will determine the Number One Contender to the Openweight Championship at NIGHT OF THE IMMORTALS!
{The crowd seems ready for the main event as the lights dim, and a series of twinkling blue lights begin to shine at the mouth of the entrance ramp as the intro of “Blue” by The Birthday Massacre begins to play. As the crashing guitars kick in, the stage is bathed in flickering blue lights, and Helena Sawyer slowly walks out onto the stage, a lopsided grin on her face. She walks down the ramp, wearing a twisted smirk on her face. As she passes by the camera at the foot of the ramp, she snaps her jaws at the cameraman, giggling as she walks on and hops up onto the apron. Helena looks up at the ceiling, grinning ecstatically, and turns to face the crowd, hooking both arms on the top rope and throwing her body back with a piercing scream that turns into a giggle. She kicks herself backwards, flipping over the top rope, and back-rolls into a kneeling crouch, staring at the ramp for a few moments before standing and slinking to a corner. She looks up at the ceiling as the music fades, mouthing frantic words to herself as the lights come back up to normal.}
Alison Valance: From Amityville, New York, weighing in at 151 pounds...HELENA...SAAAAWYER!
Terri Morasco: Both of these women had hard fought victories to get to this point, and now there’s only one more obstacle to overcome to get to the Openweight Title Match at Night of the Immortals.
Vasco Dias: It’s a huge opportunity, and tonight is kind of a clash of the new gen women’s talent against one who has been inducted in the Hall of Fame.
Alison Valance: And her opponent…
{“Cult of Love” by Living Colour hits the sound system with a slow piano theme. The drums beat as "Cult of Personality" is mashed in just as Alexis shuffles out onto the stage. Alexis poses for the crowd who show their appreciation for the IWF Hall of Famer before she skips down to the ring.}
Alison Valance: Making her way to the ring, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 115 pounds, she is an IWF Hall of Famer...Alexis Caffreeeey!!!
{She gets to the ring and climbs up on the apron. She steps in under the middle rope and heads to the corner opposite the entrance ramp waiting for the match to begin.}
Terri Morasco: Alexis is looking to re-establish herself in the here and now, and winning this match and challenging for the Openweight Championship would be a great first step.
Vasco Dias: She did win that Ladder Match a couple weeks ago to get this opportunity, but at the same time, Helena won her match last week as well, so momentum is in the corner of both.
{The bell rings and the two women stand face to face.}
Terri Morasco: Helena with a nearly forty pound weight advantage in this one, and a four inch height advantage.
Vasco Dias: Alexis with the speed and the experience...what’s going to budge here tonight?
{The two lock up, but that’s fruitless as Helena takes control with a headlock, wrenching down a couple times before sending a shot to the face of Alexis. She’s able to back Helena into the ropes and push her to the other side, but as Helena returns, she levels Alexis with a Running Shoulder Block, showing her size advantage. Alexis looks up, pushing herself back from Helena, pulling herself up with the ropes. She seems frustrated and the two tie up again, but this time Helena switches around Alexis, grabbing her around the waist, looking to hit her with a German Suplex, but Alexis is able to roll on Helena’s shoulders, landing on her feet. Helena turns and Alexis jumps up, swinging her legs up and planting Helena with a hard DDT!}
Terri Morasco: Graceful Letdown!
Vasco Dias: Huge move early, and here’s the cover!
{Alexis hooks the leg...ONE! TWO! NO!}
Vasco Dias: It might have been too early.
Terri Morasco: Helena has shown she has the resiliency, along with that high threshold of pain.
{Alexis rolls to her feet and waits for Helena to get to hers, stalking her opponent. Helena is up and Alexis charges forward, perhaps looking for another “Graceful Letdown”, but this time, Helena pushes her off, sending her through the air, landing chest and stomach first. Helena shakes off the cobwebs as Alexis clutches her midsection. Helena walks over, grabbing and underhooking both of Alexis’ arms, pulling her to her feet before lifting her up and over with a picture perfect Butterfly Suplex, floating over into a quick cover of her own, but she too only gets a two count before Alexis gets her shoulder off the mat.}
Vasco Dias: Both women pulling out a big move early.
Terri Morasco: But both are showing that they possess the resiliency to keep going.
{Helena wastes little time, and lifts Alexis’ arm behind her own body before raining down with straight elbow shots, getting more and more ruthless with each blow before throwing Alexis back to the mat and hooking the leg again. ONE! TWO! TH-NO!}
Terri Morasco: Ruthless blows by Helena.
Vasco Dias: Showing she wants that match as bad as anyone.
{Helena lifts a seemingly unconscious Alexis up and scoops her up on her shoulder.}
Terri Morasco: Helena might be looking for the “Dying of the Light”?
Vasco Dias: Possibly, but she’s showing off by carrying Alexis’ limp body around the ring.
{Helena marches around and turns toward the main camera with a smile on her face. She goes to drive Alexis into the mat when Alexis starts kicking her feet up and down, causing Helena’s balance to be thrown off a bit, stopping the move from being delivered and she slides down the back of Helena, stumbling back into the ropes, she rebounds as Helena turns around, leaps up, KISS GOODNIGHT!}
Terri Morasco: She hit her with the Kiss Goodnight!
Vasco Dias: That might be it!
{Helena stumbles before collapsing. Alexis scurries into the corner and hooks the near leg…
ONE!
TWO!
THRHELENA GETS THE OUTSIDE LEG ACROSS THE BOTTOM ROPE!}
Terri Morasco: Great ring awareness by Helena!
Vasco Dias: The force of the Kiss Goodnight drove her toward the ropes.
{The referee points out Helena’s foot and Alexis can’t believe it. She slaps the mat and gets to her feet. She walks toward the corner and squats...waiting for her moment, biding her time. Helena stumbles to her feet and toward the center of the ring. Alexis runs at her dazed opponent and wraps her body around her, eventually locking in the “Entanglement”!}
Terri Morasco: She’s got it locked in, in the center of the ring!
Vasco Dias: Helena can withstand a lot of pain, but that hold puts a strain on many different parts of the body.
{Helena is grimacing in the middle of the ring as Alexis pulls back hard on the hold. Helena drops to one knee, seemingly fading as a smile crosses Alexis’ face, sensing that victory is near. Helena’s other leg buckles and she’s on both knees. The referee grabs her hand and lifts it in the air, seeing if perhaps the pain was too much. He lifts it BUT THE HAND DOESN’T DROP!
Alexis starts to panic, clutching for dear life as Helena slowly manages to get back to her feet before using her strength to swing Alexis around, off the hold and driving her knee into her back, yet still holding her up before swinging back…}
Terri Morasco: DARK MOTHER’S BLESSING!
Vasco Dias: In the center of the ring!
{Helena falls into the cover, hooking the leg of Alexis…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The bell rings.}
Terri Morasco: Helena has overcome the Hall of Famer and earned her ticket to the Openweight Title Match at Night of the Immortals!
Vasco Dias: A hard fought match with back and forth action, but in the end, it’s Helena countering the Entanglement into the Dark Mother’s Blessing, scoring the win, garnering a match on the biggest stage in wrestling!
{Helena celebrates the victory as the Sacrifice and IWF Logos appear on the screen and the show ends.}
Well howdy there pardner.