IWF Presents: Monday Night Sacrifice OFN - June 11, 2018

[Jess Fowler]

Monday Night Sacrifice- OPEN FIGHT NIGHT #32
Monday, June 11, 2018

Golden 1 Center, Sacramento, California 

DEADLINES:

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

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

SEGMENT:
After last week, how will Steve Awesome and his group respond to Roberto Verona and will Cable Arcane be cleared for competition?

SINGLES MATCH:
"The Hand Of The Bayou" Wade Guist vs. Gibberg

SEGMENT:
Who is the BFC’s next target?

TRIPLE THREAT MATCH:
Maxine Valentine vs. Vesna vs. Crystal Hilton

SINGLES MATCH:
Jason Sandman vs. Nighthawk

SEGMENT:
Who is Johnny? What does he want?

SINGLES MATCH:
Mike Laszlo vs. Steve Awesome

SEGMENT:
Xavier responds to Sandman’s words?

OPEN WEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH:
WRITING CHALLENGE: 1,000-word limit
Pandora Freeman-Hall-Kane vs Vivienne Rodgers (c)

SINGLES MATCH:
Thaddeus Bancroft vs Andrew Jacobsen

SEGMENT:
The Last Rites match draws closer.

SINGLES MATCH:
Rowan MacDonnough vs. Fiona McFly

SEGMENT:
Pax and Nighthawk have a conversation

EXTREME CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH:
Ethan King vs Caleb Lockwood

SEGMENT:
The war between heaven and hell rages on

SINGLES MATCH:
God vs. Dean Harper

[Riley Gordon]

Monday Night Sacrifice
Monday, June 11, 2018

Golden 1 Center, Sacramento, California  

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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
After last week, how will Steve Awesome and his group respond to Roberto Verona and will Cable Arcane be cleared for competition?

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{We cut backstage to Steve Awesome with El Grande Malo and Rob Diamond. The three are just walking down the hall way as Steve scoffs.}

Steve Awesome: Like I care if Cable is going to be here tonight. I already kicked his ass.

Rob Diamond: Twice!

Malo: Dues!

Steve Awesome: Yeah, exactly. So what if he’s cleared to wrestle. He wouldn’t dare come anywhere near me.

{Steve and company round a corner and come face to face with Cable Arcane.}

Cable Arcane: What were you saying?

{Steve slowly removes his custom aviators and looks to both his allies before looking at Cable again.}

Steve Awesome: I was just telling my friends here how I’d love to kick your ass again.

Cable Arcane: So you’re challenging me to a match on Open Fight Night?

{Steve wasn’t exactly expecting that response and laughs.}

Steve Awesome: No, no, no, no, no. The Best in the World doesn’t wrestle when you want, he wrestles when I want.

Rob Diamond: You better recognize!

Malo: SI!

{Cable just shakes his head with a sneer.}

Cable Arcane: I know you think this company revolves around you but it doesn’t. And whether you like it or not I will share a ring with you again and WHEN that happens I am going to absolutely destroy you.

Steve Awesome: Big words coming from a guy I literally threw out with the trash.

Cable Arcane: Just wait until you see what I do to you.

{Steve chuckles as he looks to his allies but Cable keeps his eyes locked on Awesome.}

Steve Awesome: Look, second best in the world, you can threaten the Face of the Franchise but as long as I got my insurance policy-

{Steve grabs Rob with his left arm.}

Steve Awesome: I don’t sweat you.

Cable Arcane: I wonder-

{Cable says as he steps forward and into Rob’s face.}

Cable Arcane: What would happen if I canceled that insurance policy.

Rob Diamond: Hey man, back off, I’m retired from kicking bitch ass.

{Cable looks back to Steve.}

Cable Arcane: I’ll be seeing you real soon Steve.

Steve Awesome: Ass up, head down I’m sure.

{Steve and Rob fist bump but Cable just sneers before walking directly through the three of them.}


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IN-RING SEGMENT
Who is the BFC’s next target?

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Vasco Dias: Well, the rest of Open fight night should be interesting.

Terri Morasco: I---Hang on there’s something going on backstage.

{The feed changes to a camera backstage where Crystal is entering a locker room where Pandora is just setting her bag down.}

Crystal Hilton: Hey! Do you think you’re better than me?

Pandora: I am in no real mood to deal with your ego right now.

Crystal Hilton:My ego? Everyone seems to miscount me but with the BFC you all should be paying me attention.

{Pandora ignores Crystal, turning to her locker to take out her ring gear when Crystal grabs her by the hair as Ciara and Charity walk into the frame.}

Pandora: Let go of me.

Crystal Hilton: Or what?

Ciara O’Connor: you know you’d think you’d be more polite.

{Ciara kicks Pandora in the back.}

Charity Crowne: You would, wouldn’t you? I mean, your most notable ally is off on some kind of medical leave, your husband is busy being a psychotic angel.

Ciara O’Connor: Yeah, you’re all alone. Wouldn’t be hard to pick you off where no one would notice you.

{Ciara kicks her again.}

Charity Crowne: I mean, someone might notice. Sonner or later.

Crystal Hilton: You have no back up.

{Door bangs open, Charity glances over and darts out of the way as Shae O’Hara comes in with a pele kick to Ciara O’Connor. Crystal drops Pandora and darts for the exit as Charity grabbed Ciara and runs. Shea looks angrily after before bending down.}

Shea O’Hara: you okay, Pan?

Pandora: Yeah, I’ll be fine.


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TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Maxine Valentine vs. Vesna vs. Crystal Hilton

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{The three women in the match go at each other hard. Vesna is mostly focused on Max and the two go at each other with Crystal getting it from both of them when she rises up. Max uses Crystal as a weapon midway through the match, using her to hit Vesna. Vesna retaliates with hitting Max with Crystal back, knocking Max out of the ring long enough for Vesna to pin Crystal for the win.}


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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Twitch and Oracle

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{Backstage we catch Bob Pooler in a quiet moment with both of the Bourbon Street Saints.}

Bob Pooler: Yo, that was crazy last week when the Age of Gods and the Pack had a food fight.

Nick: Right??

Nate: I’m a little upset there doesn’t seem to be any sort of punishment coming their way.

Bob Pooler: Hey, that’s professional wrestling. When you put asses in seats you can get away with anything.

Nick: Which is total-

{Nick doesn’t get to finish his sentence as a cloaked figure comes exploding into the scene and crashes right into Bob Pooler!}

Nate: What the shit!

{Nate and Nick move back as the figure now grounds and pounds Bob Pooler with right and left hands!}

Nick: We should help him!

Nate: Right!

{The Bourbon Street Saints move in but the Oracle stands up with his eyes rolled back in his head.}

Nick: What the shit!?

{The Oracle glares directly into the eyes of the Bourbon Street Saints who both slowly back down from the towering figure. Oracle turns back to Pooler who is starting to get up. Oracle grabs Pooler and throws him hard into the wall! Pooler tries to bounces back but the Oracle comes in with a big boot that sends Pooler through the wall!}

The Oracle: AHHHH!!!!!

{The Oracle lets out a roar as he looks down at Bob Pooler who lays in the rubble.}

The Oracle: ROBERT POOLER!!! A Fallen SON!!!! YOU! WILL! BE! CLEANSED!!!!!!

{The Oracle turns around, both the Bourbon Street Saints still standing there. The massive Oracle walks between them as they rush forward to check on Bob Pooler.}


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SINGLES MATCH
Jason Sandman vs. Nighthawk

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Ring Announcer Alison Valance: “This next contest is scheduled for one fall.”

{Am I a Psycho comes on the speakers and as it begins Deal With It Bitch Productions Presents logo come on the Teletron. When the opening words are heard the name of Jason Sandman shows up on the teletron. Jason Sandman comes out of the entranceway and as he raises his Singapore cane and a steel chair wrapped in barbwire in the air pyro shoots off. Jason Sandman runs down to the ring, throwing the cane and chair over before sliding under the ropes.}

Alison Valance: “Introducing first, from Norfolk, Virginia, and weighing in at 285 pounds…. Jason Sandman!”

{As the ring announcer moves to a neutral corner the lights in the sold-out arena dim for just a moment as the opening strains of "I Remember (Bakusho Sengen Intro)" by Tristam boom out over the sound speakers, as Nighthawk walks to the ring confidently shaking hands with the crowd as he does so. Climbing up on the outside of the 2nd and 3rd turnbuckles the "Wrestling Machine" exhorts the crowd to make more and more noise before climbing into the ring and submitting himself to be checked out by the referee.}

Alison Valance: “And his opponent, from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 185 pounds…. ‘The Master of 1000 Holds’ and ‘The American Samurai’…… ‘The Wrestling Machine’ Nighthawk!”

Terri Morasco: “This is a match, Vasco, that isn’t going to resemble anything close to any of those mat classics we’ve seen Nighthawk get into before. He’s going to have to use all of his speed, and intelligence, to try and deal with the mountain that has been placed in front of him.”

Vasco Dias: “Nighthawk has always prided himself on being a junior heavyweight who is a technician first, and a daredevil second. Tonight, he may have to be a daredevil to get the win he wants.”

{As the referee checks both men for foreign objects Jason Sandman stares a hole through Nighthawk who responds in kind as the referee strongly warns Jason about not using the chair and cane he brought to the ring with him. Waving that admonishment off Jason Sandman grins predatorily in the direction of his opponent, as the referee rings the bell. Stepping into the center of the ring almost immediately the “New Age Punisher” stares a hole through his smaller opponent before both men lock up and the Virginian uses his obvious power edge to fire Nighthawk into a neutral corner. Taking a moment to think of what he wants to do next the “American Samurai” looks up and sees Jason Sandman drawing an imaginary line in front of him with the toe of his boot before beckoning his opponent to come forward and face him. Taking a moment to undo the top-knot keeping his long cherry bomb-red locks tied up on the top of his head, an action which draws an appreciative squeal from the female fans in attendance, Nighthawk quickly walks forward and stares straight at him, nonverbally calling his bluff. Nodding his head Jason quickly lands a hard forearm strike that noticeably wobbles the Chicagoan who nods his head as if to say “So that’s what we’re doing” before returning fire with a European uppercut that seemingly has no effect and allows Jason to return fire with another huge forearm. Continuing to trade forearms and European uppercuts until Nighthawk finally drops to a knee, allowing Jason to move in for another lockup. But as he goes for it only for Jason to catch Nighthawk finds a wristlock and drags that over, only for Jason to hook him into a tight headscissors which the “Wrestling Machine” pops out of rather quickly. Staring holes through each other, even as Nighthawk loosens up the muscles in his neck and jaw, Nighthawk is quickly hooked with a standing side headlock which he tries to reverse only to see Jason simply use his massive power to reapply the hold before Nighthawk somehow finds enough of an opening to counter the headlock into a small package that gets a 2-count. Going for a knucklelock Jason again uses his strength to weave through into an over-hand wristlock right into a crucifix pin, getting right up in his opponent’s face after Nighthawk is able to kick out at 2.}

Terri Morasco: “Jason Sandman, who has a well-earned reputation for violence and being a brawler, seems intent on doing all he can to show that he can actually wrestle on par with one of the absolute best technicians in the world. But I don’t know if that’s something he wants to do, or if he’s actually looking forward to getting a brawl going.” g

Vasco Dias: “Jason Sandman is a powerhouse. He doesn’t normally wrestle like that, but in this situation, he has a tremendous strength advantage and he’s seemed very intent on using it.”

{Patting Nighthawk on his head Jason lands a hard forearm strike before whipping him into the ropes. Ducking under a wild swing of a clothesline the Chicagoan quickly goes for a wraparound armdrag only for Jason to hold on and fire Nighthawk into the ropes again where he goes for a step-up frankensteiner which this time sends the “New Age Punisher” to the floor. Seeing the opening Nighthawk leaps over the ring apron and goes for a running frankensteiner from the ring apron to the floor, only for Jason to catch him mid-air and calmly clean him right into a samoan drop which Nighthawk blocks with some well-timed elbows to the jaw before pushing off and using that brief ghost of an opening to run towards the ropes into an attempt at a Dead on Time on the floor, which Jason counters by holding onto the DDT attempt and then hitting a Falcon Arrow backfirst against the ring apron. Taking a moment to catch his breath as the referee begins his count outside of the ring Jason picks the “American Samurai” up and lands a massive forearm strike that echoes throughout the arena before placing him against the ring apron and almost caving in his chest with a knife-edge chop. Dragging him to the nearest ringpost Jason goes for another knife-edge chop but Nighthawk moves out of the way at the last second, causing Jason to hit his hand on the ringpost. Staggering away in pain the Virginian is followed by the “Wrestling Machine” who lands a quick forearm strike before being pulled by the waistband of his tights into another ringpost. Dragging himself back into the ring, making a fist with his hand to ensure that he still can, Jason breaks the count before picking up Nighthawk and screaming “Best in the World!” before dropping him back-first on the ring apron. Rolling him into the ring, and seamlessly going for a cover, Jason takes a moment to glare at the referee when Nighthawk forcefully kicks out on the count of 2. Crawling on his hands and knees towards the general direction of the ropes Nighthawk slowly pulls himself up to the point where he can sit on the 2nd turnbuckle as the Virginian charges in with an attempt at an avalanche only to see Nighthawk move out of the way, allowing Nighthawk to counter with an attempt at a Stinger Splash that Jason counters by alley-ooping him onto the ring apron. Taking a moment to catch his breath Jason leans against the ropes, allowing the “Master of 1000 Holds” to catch a flash hanging armbar over the ropes which the referee forces him to break on the count of 4.}

{Climbing up to the top rope as Jason leans against the ropes holding his arm Nighthawk somehow manages to land a double-stomp to the arm, before getting a running sprint only to get caught in the chest with a big boot before going for Death Awaits You only to see Nighthawk counter through into a cross-body for a quick lateral press right through into a Hangman’s Clutch that rather quickly draws a submission.}


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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Who is Johnny? What does he want?

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{We find James Gilmore and Fiona McFly lounging about in a backstage conference room, with the latter trying to keep her mind clear in time for the upcoming Rowan battle and the ex-Islander...well, he's still trying to figure out what 'Johnny' is looking for. It was a puzzle that boggled even McFly's sharp intellect, leading to a moment of panic in her voice after experiencing the entity's consciousness a second time.}

Fiona McFly: I owe you an apology. I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that the other day. It's just...Johnny has been on the minds of everyone lately.

James Gilmore: It’s OK dudette...it ain’t like I’ve never been yelled at in my life. Had a 3rd grade teacher once that would always go “Hot-doggit Jimmy!” when I did somethin’ stupid, and besides I feel as if I deserve it. After all...a certain entity got to ya again the other day, right? I’m sure ya wanna know what’s goin’ on, so...

Fiona McFly: Before that, might I trouble you...for a Pepsi?

{James reached into his cooler for a can of his favorite soda of choice, only to discover he had none left...}

James Gilmore: Sadly I'm out, but...hrmm, ya know, I think ya oughta try this instead. It’s a l’il somethin’ I picked up from a Trekkie bartender chick in San Francisco the other day.

{...but he had a surprise up his sleeve. He pulled out a clear glass bottle with a strange, blue liquid inside it--along with two shot glasses--and set them all on the table. He poured the larger drink bottle's contents into the glasses, handing one to Fiona and taking the other for himself.}

Fiona McFly: What is that?!

James Gilmore: She called this l’il ditty “Romulan Ale” after the fictional drink. It’s got extracts from blueberries and limes, with the right touches of vodka, rum, and honey to give it a nice, good kick that’ll make ya wanna seduce someone! Cheers.

{After clinking their glasses per tradition, she took her first sip from her drink, her tongue licking her lips as they quivered. Fiona's eyes brightened as she gave her verdict.}

Fiona McFly: This...this is a fantastic warrior’s drink, quite enjoyable. I shall endure to pick some up in the future.

James Gilmore: I got your mailin’ address in my notes, I’ll tell Deanna to have a caseload shipped to your house.

{Fiona smiled as she took another sip from her glass.}

Fiona McFly: Much appreciated...in fact, it makes me smile to know that we’re sharing a drink--even if, you know, we’re just going to be friends and nothing else.

James Gilmore: Well with the way things are goin’ on ‘round us with this Apocalypse garbage, I might not be able to enjoy these moments as often as I do--much less share some of 'em with you.

Fiona McFly: These are truly unsettling times to be had. You just got to be strong and brave...

{James sighed to himself.}

James Gilmore: I shoulda listened to my cousin Robbie six years ago. I remember him sayin’ “JJ, I’ve got just the single word for you--guns.” He thought ya could never go broke sellin’ guns especially given the volatile time of gangs and political upheaval we’re livin’ in, right? But did I listen to him?  Did I take his advice?!  Nope.

Fiona McFly: Why not?

James Gilmore: ‘Cuz I’ve always striven to be a gracious host willin’ to interact with anyone as they pass by the villa to say hello; I’ve always loved meetin’ people and listenin’ to their stories. Thing is, in the gun business ya can’t get over in life chit-chattin’ to people that wanna buy a .45 or a 12-gauge; they just wanna do the background checks and protocols, buy their stuff, and pray that they don’t have to fire a single shot defendin’ their life and property against the gangbangers and low-lifes that do us harm.

Fiona McFly: Some people just aren’t interested in small-talk altogether, regardless of what they’re paying for.

James Gilmore: Now Robbie has a multi-million dollar gun store chain spread across the country in twelve states. Meanwhile...I’m stick in first gear, goin’ nowhere, and the sad part of it...my only hope for redemption is the IWF, the very company facin’ mortal danger. Speakin’ of small-talk...

{James paused, allowing Fiona to savour her drink while closing his eyes. In his mind, it was time to let the cat out of the bag.}

James Gilmore: ...yeah. “Johnny” is my big brother. He was born Johnathan Caligula Gilmore, 4th of July 1979.

Fiona McFly: Caligula?! I find that to be...fascinating.

James Gilmore: Well, ya prolly wouldn’t like the reference. Johnny’s middle name comes from the Roman Emperor who was noble at first, a dreamer in every sense of the word. Yet he became obsessed with power and prestige--’til he became known for his sexual perversions.

Fiona McFly: Not exactly a “cool” guy, I’d say.

{James nodded, taking another sip from his shot glass.}

James Gilmore: If it makes ya feel any better my middle name was taken after Jefferson Davis, the Confederate President during the Civil War. So...what’d Johnny do this time?

Fiona McFly: I felt his consciousness whilst taking a shower. He made me sing for him, tested his power by meddling with the hot and cold water.

{Gilmore raised a curious right brow.}

James Gilmore: And ya sang for him?! What was the song…

Fiona McFly: “Innuendo,” but does it matter?! I was embarrassed, violated…

James Gilmore: Makes me sad to hear that. To be fair, Johnny used to embarrass me a lot when we was kids. That’s just his nature, the nature of bein’ a big brother and all that.

Fiona McFly: Does his nature include HARMING OR MIND-RAPING people!?!

{James shook his head emphatically.}

James Gilmore: Nah, he’d NEVER do nothin’ that would harm me or those I admired. It’s just...he’d like to think of the things he did to me and vice versa as simple, harmless pranks. It’s not his way to hurt anyone, but I dunno...I just don’t know. Then again, I’m the only one who can see him...and time and time again, he’s told me that he’s a dreamer that wants me to be more invested in the craft I work in. He wants me to release him. I swear, that’s all he keeps sayin’.

Fiona McFly: In me mind, I'd like to think...he was searching for his true purpose, that he wasn’t at peace. He only wants to feel a sense of completeness. But what could he mean by that?!

{As if on cue, Fiona would soon feel a strong warmth coursing through her body, a loving and gentle aura that made her feel quite hopeful about getting the answers she sought. Out of nowhere, she heard a strange, conciliatory voice pulsate into her mind.}

‘Johnny’ (voice): Regardless of your upcoming battle Fiona...in order to seek the answers you’re looking for, you will have to transcend from this world, if only for a moment, to a place where time has no meaning and the predator has no teeth. There, and only there, will you find my True Purpose…

Fiona McFly: What’re you talking about, demon?! I’m in no mood for foolish games...

‘Johnny’ (voice): In that case, I would like to apologize to you or anyone else for the harm Caligula might have caused by posing as ‘Johnny’; while he obsessed over trivial things like power and prestige, I’ve always loved the people around me--even my little brother James. Now I am in chaos...reunite me…Eden...for I am not the demon causing trouble in the Corporeal Realm. I am The Other. I am Johnathan, the real ‘Johnny’…

{The room fell silent, leaving Fiona puzzled by the whole experience.}

Fiona McFly: Odd...I thought ‘Johnny’ was an evil monster but it appears...I might have misjudged him. It sounded like his voice, but his tone...his demeanour was quite sincere and honest, trustworthy and kind.

James Gilmore: Yeah dudette...that didn’t sound like the malevolent bein’ that saw ya naked at all. It feels as if...someone or some-THING’s tryin’ to help us put the puzzle together.

{Suddenly, a biting cold gust of air rushes through the bodies of both James and Fiona, prompting the latter to perk her brows up and gasp as the room’s lights flicker before turning into an ominous blood-red hue. It was the same dark, unholy feeling she felt whilst in the shower the other day, and it made her feel very uncomfortable to the point when she stood up, realising what she needed to do.}

James Gilmore: Fi, get outta here and focus on the match. I have a very bad feelin’ about this...

Fiona McFly: Aye...the REAL monster’s here!

{Gilmore watched as his friend ran to seek help from Otto and his merry band of security dudes, and within a second or two, we soon see the pale-white figure of ‘Johnny’ himself step into the picture with a calculating, sinister expression on his face which fed the fire in his yellow eyes.}

James Gilmore: Enough of the games, bro. I wanna know what’s goin’ on and I wanna know right now.

‘Johnny’: You, James Jefferson, already know your mission...Bloody Assizes, you shall release me. Otherwise...I shall do grave harm to your friends...to the people you cherish the most. Then if your resolve holds, I shall chase you from coast to coast, through all fifty states and around Hell’s flames before I give you up…

James Gilmore: Nawww...you’re bluffin’ dude. You’d never do nothin’ like that, ain’t your nature. I know you all too well…

‘Johnny’: Oh really…!?!

{Without warning, the lights instantly flicker again before going out entirely. We heard the sounds of thumping, banging, a glass bottle shattering, and then...the sound of demonic laughter permeating throughout the area as the lights turn back on to their fullest power, revealing James Gilmore in a battered and bloody heap next to a mangled conference table.}

‘Johnny’ (voice): Do NOT...task me again--for I, Caligula, am the REAL ‘Johnny.’ Bloody Assizes, Purgatory...or another one of your colleagues will be added to my list. After all, love might know nothing of boundaries, but it also…KILLS!!!

{Otto is seen rushing into the room, followed by Fiona and several redshirts; yet it’s too little, too late as Johnny is long gone. The lasting image we see is James Gilmore on the ground, covered in blood and the shattered glass bottle of what was the “Romulan Ale” concoction. As per the usual, we find an index card among the ruins, with hashtags in red ink that reads as follows…}

“#LoveKills”
“#RememberMe”
“#Caligula”

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SINGLES MATCH

Mike Laszlo vs. Steve Awesome

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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall…

{All the lights in the arena die out and the fans in attendance start chanting

his name.}

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

{Dramatic Pause.}

"REGRETS I'VE HAD MINE!"

{The lights in the arena explode to life as they flash green and black to the beat as Steve Awesome comes running out with intensity to the hyped up chorus of "Full of Regrets" by Danko Jones.}

Lonely nights/ and a whole lot of wasted time!

If you see her wont you tell her for me/

It's better this way to avoid all the misery

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

Alison Valance: From Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 238 pounds…”THE FACE OF THE FRANCHISE” STEEEVE AWESOME!

Terri Morasco: He’s really been a pain in the side of Cable Arcane. With Cable cleared, you have to wonder if Steve’s mind is completely on this match.

Vasco Dias: Of course it is. How could you even ask that question? Steve is a pro and he knows what he needs to do in that ring.

Alison Valance: And his opponent…

{"Cult of Personality" by Living Colour hits the sound system, Mike Laszlo walking out onto the stage, followed by Alexis Caffrey, to an abundance of boos from the crowd. Surveying the crowd, a grin comes over his face as he heads for the ring with a confident walk, Alexis by his side holding his other hand.}

Alison Valance: Making his way to the ring, accompanied to the ring by Alexis Caffrey, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing 237 pounds…MIIIIKE LASZLOOOOO!

{The two get to the end of the ramp before Mike lifts Alexis onto the apron. She enters the ring as Mike rolls in under the bottom rope. He climbs the outside ropes to the top rope in the corner nearest the entrance ramp and poses for the crowd amassing a magnitude of boos again. He jumps down and goes to the opposite corner and does the same, garnering the same reaction. With a sly grin on his face he jumps down and backs into the corner, clasping his hands together and twirling his wrists as he gets ready for the match.}

Terri Morasco: Mike had a tough loss to Bob Pooler at Night of the Immortals.

Vasco Dias: A bump in the road. He said he’s learned and he’s adapting and he’s going to show us tonight.

{The bell rings and the two men meet in the center of the ring with their jaws flapping. Steve then slaps Mike in the face, laughing as Mike holds his jaw, slowly turning back toward Steve who continues laughing until Mike slaps him right back!}

Terri Morasco: Well, I guess all is fair in the battles in that ring.

Vasco Dias: I like the attitudes of both of these men, not going to let the other “punk” them.

{Mike and Steve then just start throwing fists at one another as the crowd cheers them on, but it is Mike who drives a knee strike into the gut of Steve, doubling him over before clubbing him over the back with a Axe Handle that drops him to his knees. Mike sticks his leg over and looks like he’s going for the Entanglement, but Steve has it scouted, these two men knowing each other for so long, and calls for a timeout as Mike grins and holds up his fingers to show how close the end was for Awesome.}

Vasco Dias: Look at the ring awareness of Steve to get out of a bad situation.

{Steve is yelling with a fan at ringside, but he’s knocked into the barricade by Mike and a Baseball Slide, both feet connecting. Mike seems unrelenting as he grabs hold of Steve by the hair and drives his face into the ringside barricade not once, but three times before allowing Steve to drop to the floor. Mike turns and breaks the referee’s count before rolling back out to continue the assault.}

Terri Morasco: Mike showing a new aggression here tonight.

Vasco Dias: I don’t know if it’s new, but it’s definitely more focused.

{Mike goes to continue the assault but Steve hits him with a shot to the gut while getting to his feet, grabbing Mike by the head and slamming his face into the ringpost!}

Terri Morasco: And just like that, the tide has changed.

Vasco Dias: Well, these two veterans know what they’re doing in that ring.

{Steve throws Mike into the ring and rolls in after him, grabbing him by the head and pulling him to his feet before sending him into the ropes and upon Mike’s return, Steve jumps up and plants his boot in the face of Mike with a High Leg Clothesline. Steve scrambles over and hooks the leg, but it’s to no avail this time around as Mike gets the shoulder up off the mat after two, sitting up as Steve locks him up with a chinlock. Mike fights though and is to his feet, turning into a headlock and planting a couple shots into the midsection of Steve who has his grip loosened. Mike then grabs Steve by the arm, rings it around and grabs him by the head, looking for a Cutter but Steve pushes him off. Mike goes into the ropes and Steve lifts him on his shoulders for what could have been a Steve-KO, but Mike hits a few shots to the head of Steve and falls behind him, grabbing Steve and spinning him by the shoulder, planting a boot right into his gut. Mike charges toward the ropes as Steve is doubled over. He charges back in looking for the knee shot he calls the “Shot of Malice, but Steve avoids the contact as Mike continues into the ropes, and upon return, he gets hit with a Belly to Belly Suplex by the Awesome one. Both men are down, Mike on his back, and Steve catching his breath on his stomach, realizing how far away Mike ended up.}

Terri Morasco: A big throw by Steve and again, these two countering moves by the other, knowing one another so well.

{Steve crawls toward Mike who rolls over onto his stomach. The two of them get to their knees and start hitting each other with hard shots, the crowd booing with each punch, not particularly caring for either competitor. Steve seems to get the better of the exchange as the two do manage to get to their feet. Steve rocks Mike back into the ropes and throws him toward the other side of the ring, but Mike reverses and Steve goes into the ropes, and upon a quick return, Mike lifts him in the air and almost drives him through the mat with a devastating Spinebuster!}

Terri Morasco: He nearly put him through the mat.

Vasco Dias: And just like that, the pendulum starts to swing again.

{Both men have been impacted by these huge moves and Mike manages to get to his feet with the help of the ropes. He sees Steve struggling to get to his feet and gets a slight bounce off the ropes before charging in and planting a knee into the side of Steve’s head!}

Vasco Dias: And there’s a Shot of Malice!

Terri Morasco: And Mike has the momentum right now.

{Mike pulls Steve to his feet and lifts him on his shoulders, looking for the Malicious Intent! STEVE COUNTERS! He starts kicking his feet, sending Mike off balance and stumbling backwards, and manages to twist and contort his own body into “Everybody’s Favorite Submission Hold”!}

Terri Morasco: He’s got the hold locked in!

Vasco Dias: Yeah, but I don’t think he’s got him where he wants him.

{Steve wrenches back on the holds as the referee gets into a better position, and it is here he sees Mike’s foot on the bottom rope!}

Vasco Dias: Mike’s ring awareness just saved this match!

{Steve keeps the hold locked in until the referee’s count of four. He pulls Mike up in the center of the ring and lifts him on his shoulders for another Steve-KO attempt, but much like his opponent, Mike contorts himself around Steve and locks in the ENTANGLEMENT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!}

Terri Morasco: Again showing how well these two know one another!

Vasco Dias: Unlike Steve though, he’s got it locked on in the center of the ring!

{Steve fights, and actually manages to get Laszlo out of the hold, lifting him up into a Back Suplex near the corner!}

Terri Morasco: What a counter by Steve!

Vasco Dias: But does he have enough to capitalize!?

{Steve is first to his feet, stumbling into the corner. He looks over his shoulder at Mike who is out on the ground and starts to climb to the top rope!}

Terri Morasco: He’s looking for the Wrath of the Dragon!

Vasco Dias: Wait a minute!

{Steve gets to the top rope, but Mike is up and breaks his legs apart, crotching Steve atop the turnbuckle! He then grabs Awesome and on his shoulder, pulls him out of the corner, swinging him down and planting his knee in his face!}

Vasco Dias: MALICIOUS INTENT!

Terri Morasco: Steve tried to put it away and he got caught!

{Steve falls into the center of the ring and Mike falls on top of him, hooking the leg…

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

The bell rings!}

Alison Valance: Here is your winner...MIKE...LASSSSSZLO!

Terri Morasco: A hard fought win by Mike.

Vasco Dias: It was indeed, and these two showed us what happens when two of IWF’s greats get in a ring together.

{Mike’s arm is raised in victory as “Cult of Personality” plays over the sound system.}

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IN-RING SEGMENT

Xavier responds to Sandman’s words?

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Vasco Dias: “Finally, after being attacked and humiliated by Jason Sandman, Xavier Cross is here tonight and ready to say his side of this story.”

{We cut to Xavier Cross, marching through the backstage, in street clothes. His face is as serious as it’s been in years as the arena leaps to their feet as ‘X Gon give it to Ya’ as Xavier Cross charges out from behind the curtain as the fans go nuts. Cross throws his arms up in the air as, he nods his head a microphone clutched tightly in his hand.}

Vasco Dias: “There he is folks.”

Terri Morasco: “Listen to this crowd, they’re completely behind Xavier Cross!”

{As the music cuts, Xavier stands there, soaking in the chants of the fan as he tries to quiet them down with a hand wave. But as he goes to talk, Xavier is struck from behind, crashing to the floor below. Jason Sandman has appeared! Cross tries to turn to defend himself but he’s immediately caught with a hard right hand right under the chin. Before Cross falls over, Sandman grabs him by the shirt, throwing Xavier Cross head first into the LED screen. The screen glitches out, going to the standard snow screen. Jason Sandman stands over Xavier Cross, before grabbing Xavier by the hair lifting him back to his feet. We see that Xavier’s head is busted open. Jason grabs Xavier by the face turning him towards the camera.}

Jason Sandman: “All debts will be paid!”

{He lifts Xavier up into a powerbomb, as the fans are raining down boos. Sandman takes a few steps forward before throwing Xavier off the top of the stage into the sound equipment as tables and machines crumble under the impact. Soon he’s surrounded by security, as he holds his hands up, a sadistic smile etched on his face. EMT’s rush over to Xavier Cross.}

Terri Morasco: “That son of a bitch Jason Sandman! Attacking Xavier from behind again!”

Vasco Dias: “Call it what you will, but Jason Sandman is a force that will not be stopped until the debt is paid.”

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OPEN WEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH:

WRITING CHALLENGE: 1,000-word limit 

Pandora Freeman-Hall-Kane vs Vivienne Rodgers (c)

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Alison Valance: The following match if for the Open Weight Championship belt.

Terri Morasco: Tonight’s match will be an interesting matchup.

Vasco Dias: We have two of the positive women in this company. One of which after a little beat down backstage from the Best Friend’s Club.

{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"

{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 side to side apron knee slide heat ends in her standing to vault over the top rope and bouncing to the beat smiling like a lunatic.}

Alison Valance: Coming down to the ring first, from Hope, Michigan PANDORA-Freeman-Kane-Hall!

Terri Morasco: It’s always nice to see Love win, don’t you think?

Vasco Dias: I mean, someone is winning in that relationship.

{The opening trumpets to Confident by Demi Lovato begin to play as the lights in the ring drop, leaving gold and green spotlights on the stage and ramp. The lights in the arena pulse with similar colors as the bass kicks in. Vivienne herself does not appear until the lyrics begin in Earnest, walking on from backstage. Vivienne grins confidently as she raises a fist into the air on stage, holding the pose for a few seconds before stepping toward the ring, throwing a few punches and a kick as she begins to walk. She jumps up onto the apron, walking alongside the outer part of the ring before going in over the top rope, interacting with the crowd as she circles the inside of the ring. She takes to the center of the ring as the chorus plays, raising her fists into the air before Vivienne settles into her corner.}

Alison Valance: And the open weight champion, from Madison, Wisconsin…. VIVIENNE Rodgers!

Terri Morasco: Viv looks ready to go here.

Vasco Dias: Viv looking pretty happy to be here tonight, I’ll give you that.

{Viv waves at Pandora who waves back. Viv hands the belt over to the Ref who shows the belt to Pandora before showing it to the crowd.}

Terri Morasco: These two seem pretty chill here. No tension. Just two women fighting each other. We haven’t seen that in a while.

Vasco Dias: With all the factions going on it’s surprising.

Terri Morasco: There’s only three factions with female members, Vasco.

Vasco Dias: Give it time.

{The Ref takes a step back and calls for the bell. The two women walk out of their corner and shake hands. They take a step back before going into a grapple. Pandora pulls a school-boy roll up which Viv gets out of before the count goes down.}

Vasco Dias: Are we going to have to watch these two be friendly at each other all match?

Terri Morasco: I thought you liked friendship?

Vasco Dias: Not this kind.

{Viv goes for a powerbomb but Pandora bounces out of it.}

Vasco Dias: It’s a good strategy to keep Vivienne’s arms from locking around you.

Terri Morasco: Pandora and Viv may have only faced each other once but that doesn’t mean they didn’t research each other.

{Pandora grabs Viv around the back and hits her with a german suplex.}

Terri Morasco: Nice offense.

Vasco Dias: It’s a strong opening so far from Pandora.

{Pandora waits fro Viv to pop back up before hitting her with a Enziguri and a leg drop. }

Vasco Dias: Pandora isn’t giving Viv much time to recover here.

Terri Morasco: Pandora keeps up this pace she could win this.

{Pandora hits the ropes and comes back with a Tank Girl with a “P-p-p-Pow!” taunt.}

Terri Morasco: Pandora is on a roll here.

{Pandora goes for the cover.

1
2
Thr-KICK OUT}

Vasco Dias: that was close!

Terri Morasco: Very, very close.

{Pandora smiles at Viv as she gets up off of her and bounces waiting for Viv to get back up.}

Vasco Dias: Ugh, this friendly attitude? In a title match?

Terri Morasco: Just because a title is on the line doesn’t mean you can’t be friendly.

{Viv pops back and grapples Pandora for a Powerbomb and drops her to the mat.}

Terri Morasco: Some offense from Viv now.

Vasco Dias: About time.

Terri Morasco: Don’t be negative.

{Viv keeps a hold of Pandora and drops her down with another powersomb making it a Slumber Party.}

Vasco Dias: Here we go

Terri Morasco: Pandora might be able to get out of this before it becomes a Tik Tok.

{As Viv is lifting her up again Pandora kicks Viv in the calf causing Viv to let her go. Pandora turns around and hits Viv with a Leg drop.}

Vasco Dias: Pandora got out of that quickly.

Terri Morasco: She’s not going down without a fight.

{Viv comes back and grabs Pandora before hitting her with a Fireman’s carry.}

Vasco Dias: Now Viv’s got control again.

{Viv readjusts her hold and hits Pandora with a Belly to back suplex. Viv goes for the pin.

1!
2!
KICK OUT! }

Vasco Dias: Again, close.

Terri Morasco: Things are going well.

{Viv backs off and smiles at Pandora. Pandora nods before hitting Viv with a Hurricanrana.}

Vasco Dias: another good move from Pandora here

{Viv pops back up Viv grabs her by the throat and throws her down for a chokeslam. Viv looks for the pin.

1
KICK OUT! }

Terri Morasco: These two keep going back and forth.

{Viv backs off Pandora slightly. Pandora hits her with a Snapmare.}

Terri Morasco: I’m not sure how this match is going to end.

{As soon as Viv stands up. Pandora launches into a Hi-hats!, and she goes for the pin.

1!
2!
KICK OUT!}

Vasco Dias: You know, neither do I.

{They both get to their feet and Pandora looks for an opening but Viv ducks and gets behind her and hits a German Suplex bridged into a pin.

1!
2!
KICK OUT!}

Vasco Dias: These two are going to tire each other out!

Terri Morasco: Both looking unstoppable right now.

{Viv pulls Pandora up and hits her with a Swinging Backbreaker.}

Vasco Dias: Ouch.

{Pandora is stunned for the moment as she catches her breath. She gets to her feet and Viv follows suit both breathing hard.}

Terri Morasco: They’re putting on a show for sure.

{Just as both of the women are catching their breath suddenly running down the ramp are the BFC.}

Terri Morasco: What are they doing here?

Vasco Dias: About to make this match interesting is my guess.

{Ciara and charity jump onto the ring, entering on either side of Pandora and Viv. Charity hits Viv with a DIAMOND CUTTER at the same time Ciara hits Pandora with a KILLBURN HIGH knocking both women down. The bell rings multiple times.}

Alison Valance: Both women are disqualified due to interference. Vivienne Rodgers retains the belt.

Terri Morasco: Why would they do this?

{Crystal strolls casually into the ring as she kicks Viv in the ribs and then kicks Pandora.}

Terri Morasco: Where is security?

{Security comes down the ramp with Shea O’Hara just ahead of them. Ciara and Charity slip out of the ring with Crystal making a mocking face before following after them.}

Vasco Dias: Crystal said she wanted people to pay attention.

Terri Morasco: but is this the attention she really wants?

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SINGLES MATCH

Thaddeus Bancroft vs Andrew Jacobsen 

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Alison Valance: The following ladder match is for one fall

Vasco Dias: this match is happening entirely because someone was sore about losing Joker in the Pack

Terri Morasco: It’s a little more complicated than that, Vasco.

Vasco Dias: I don’t think it is.

{The lights dim as the pipes of "The British Grenadiers" hits the arena speakers and then from the rafters comes swinging Thaddeus. Thaddeus dressed in a long coat, top hat and flying a Union Jack umbrella as he laughs brightly moving for the ring, he takes a moment to regail his subjects, wiping his feet on the apron as he walks into the ring smugly}

Alison Valance: From the S.S Vermillion standing at 6’3’’ weighing in at 230 pounds…. CAPTAIN THADDEUS ISAMBRAND BANCROFT

Vasco Dias: Thaddeus being forced into this match because AJ is a sore loser. You’d think he’d have better things to do.

Terri Morasco: Thaddeus’ manager electrocuted him! She hit Andrew’s wife!

Vasco Dias: If you don’t want to be close to the action then you shouldn’t be on the outside of the ropes.

Terri Morasco: There is something deeply wrong with you.

Vasco Dias: He has already said he doesn’t know where she is. That he has no idea where she disappeared to. She attacked him, don’t forget.

{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.}


Alison Valance: And last but not least from Minneapolis, Minnesota standing at 6’2’’ weighing in at 235 pounds… ANDREW JACOBSEN

Terri Morasco: Andrew looks determined to get some answers.

Vasco Dias: For what?

{Andrew and Thaddeus stand on opposite sides of the ring glaring at each other. As soon as the bell rings Andrew rushes across the ring to grapple Thaddeus who dead drops at the last minute so Andrew hits the turnbuckle.}

Terri Morasco: Ow. That had to hurt.

Vasco Dias: Perfect move from Thaddeus there.

{Thaddeus stands up dusting himself off but Andrew grabs him and hits him with a Belly-to-belly suplex hitting him to the mat. AJ lifts Thaddeus back up with a Backdrop Driver followed by a Discus chop.}

Terri Morasco: Good move by AJ to take control here.

Vasco Dias: A decent move by AJ there.

{Andrew grabs Thaddeus and puts him into a Fujiwara armbar, seeming to ask him questions while he has the move applied.}

Vasco Dias: a submission move? Really?

Terri Morasco: Not AJ’s normal wheel house but not unheard of.

{Thaddeus refuses to answer before hooking his leg on the bottom rope.}

Vasco Dias: Thaddeus breaking it up early. Good on him.

Terri Morasco: Of course you think so.

{Thaddeus Goes after Andrew with a Back breaker. Followed by an Elbow drop and a Knee Drop.}

Vasco Dias: Yes! Go!

Terri Morasco: you’re cheering this?

Vasco Dias: Thaddeus has seen the future, Terri. How can you not cheer him on?

{Suddenly the lights in the arena start blinking off and on, a yellow light seems to appear above the ring like a rip in time and space.}

Terri Morasco: Wait… What is happening?

Vasco Dias: Uh… you know, I’m not sure.

{Thaddeus pauses his beatings to look up. Andrew springs to his feet but notices Thaddeus looking up and looks up as well.}

Terri Morasco: Did Thaddeus plan this?

Vasco Dias: Yeah, I don’t think he did.

{Suddenly a woman drops from the ceiling landing on top of Andrew sending him to the ground as she looks around a little confused as Thaddeus offered her a hand up in a gentlemanly fashion.}

Vasco Dias: Where do I sign up to get a beautiful woman to fall on me is what I want to know?

Terri Morasco: Really?

Alison Valance: Winner by disqualification…. ANDREW JACOBSEN.

Vasco Dias: Oh come on! We were just getting started!

{The woman seems to look around as the people in the arena before walking out of the ring and up the ramp with Thaddeus grabbing his equipment as Andrew gets up and gets in Thaddeus’ face about what just happened. Thaddeus clearly shrugs.}

Vasco Dias: Andrew really is taking this bad.

Terri Morasco: A time rift opened and a girl popped out. It’s a bit… odd.

{As the woman gets to the top of the ramp she rushes backstage.}

Vasco Dias: Wait, where is she going?

Terri Morasco: who knows?

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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT

Pax and Nighthawk have a conversation 

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{As Maria Iniesta stands in front of an IWF banner in the back of the Golden 1 Center, Nighthawk and Pax Stormcrow on either side of her, she holds a pronouncement from Strong Style commissioner Cristiano Tapia.}

Maria Iniesta: "Before I get comments from both of you, I want to read this pronouncement from Cristiano Tapia. 'After the events of the Night of the Immortals, it is clear that our current Strong Style champion, Bob Pooler, is in need of a new top contender. And while there are many men who could be considered top contenders, there are only two men on the roster who represent Strong Style in its purest form. Those men are Nighthawk and Pax Stormcrow. But one win in a title eliminator would be hollow, as a well-timed pinning combination or flash submission would not be suitable for such a title challenge. Instead, I am ordering a Best-of-5 series to begin immediately between both men.' Nighthawk, Pax, comments?"

Nighthawk, smiling happily: "For most of my IWF career, I have been driven by the need for competition. This is a thrill for me of the 1st order. I look forward, sincerely, to this challenge."

Pax: Obviously I'm thrilled for another shot at Bob Pooler and the Strong Style champion. The company has been providing me with a lot of opportunities to make a name for myself. Personally, I look forward to the challenge facing off against Nighthawk again."

Maria Iniesta: "Thank you both, gentlemen. We look forward to your matches."

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SINGLES MATCH

Rowan MacDonnough vs. Fiona McFly

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Alison Valance: The Following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Vasco Dias: I don’t want to be here, Terri.

Terri Morasco: You’ll be fine, Vasco. I don’t think you even show up on Rowan’s radar. Besides, maybe Fiona will do better than she did last time and keep Rowan contained.

Alison Valance: Introducing first…

{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.}

Alison Valance: From Arlington, Texas, weighing in at 135 pounds… The Belfast Bombshell, FIONA MCFLY!

Terri Morasco: She doesn’t look terribly concerned…

Vasco Dias: The last time these two competitors faced one another in the ring, Rowan kicked her into unconsciousness, leaving her bloody and beaten for the ten count from the ref.

Terri Morasco: Maybe she’s hoping that six months of being out of competition will have slowed her down. We haven’t seen Rowan in a match since Shea broke her arm on the New Year’s OFN, so maybe she’s not as tough as she used to be?

{Lights out.}

Vasco Dias:We’re about to find out, Terri…

Alison Valance: And her opponent…

{The opening chords of “Trip the Darkness” by the Lacuna Coil roar from the speakers, and red smoke billows from either side of the entranceway as Rowan MacDonnough stalks out from behind the curtain, golden eyes glinting in the red light as they shift from side to side. The stage and ramp are lit by swirling red light, but everything else remains dark. As the chorus begins, enticing the listeners to follow, she lopes forward, spreading her arms wide her eyes bore a hole in the air before her. The smoke seems to follow her down the ramp as she walks, reaching up and grabbing the middle rope with one hand. Rowan hauls herself up onto the apron, standing and ducking between the middle and top rope to step inside the ring.}

Alison Valance: Representing The Pack, from Kilkenny Ireland… weighing in at 145 pounds: The Wolf of the Abyss, ROWAN MACDONNOUGH!

{She straightens up, slowly pacing towards the center of the ring as a spiraling pattern of red light appears on the mat, and her eyes scan the crowd, head moving in a jerky, animalistic pattern. She slowly, reluctantly backs towards a corner, eyes locked on Fiona McFly with burning intensity as she waits for the bell.}

Terri Morasco: I’d hoped I’d never see that again, but here we are…

Vasco Dias: I don’t like this, Terri. I don’t want to be here.

DING!

{Rowan steps forward, arms wide and almost inviting as she casually stalks towards Fiona’s corner, making no moves to defend herself in any way. Fiona takes advantage of the apparent opening, leaping forward with a spinning wheel kick. Rowan’s head snaps to the side from the impact… but she doesn’t move beyond that. A cold laugh rolls from under her mask as she slowly turns her face back to meet Fiona’s gaze, arms still spread wide. Fiona falters for the barest of moments before striking forward again, this time with an attempt at a dropkick… but in an almost impossibly fast motion, Rowan catches Fiona midair by the ankles, dragging her down into a knee lift to Fiona’s gut that sends her rolling on the floor.}

Vasco Dias: … I don’t think she’s any weaker for her time away from competition.

{Rowan’s eyes are no longer amused, the golden orbs flashing with malice as she rips Fiona up by the hair and tosses her across the ring, sending her careening into the corner. Rowan doesn’t let up, with the Wolf of the Abyss immediately charging across to that corner and slamming into her opponent with a leaping knee strike that sends the back of Fiona’s skull cracking against the turnbuckle.}

Vasco Dias: It’s a good thing that’s padded.

{Fiona staggers, nearly senseless into the middle of the ring, trying to maintain her balance, but Rowan’s savage assault continues as she hits Fiona with a rough knee lift to the gut, followed by a running knee lift to the head. Fiona hits the mat hard, gasping for breath as she tries to come to her senses after the brutal assault to her skull… but Rowan doesn’t go for the pin. Instead, the Alpha of the Pack simply stalks in circles around the downed woman, watching her recover with a sadistic gleam in her eye.}

Terri Morasco: Rowan’s definitely enjoying this, and earning a quick upper hand. She’s just decimating McFly so far.

Vasco Dias: But instead of capitalizing on it she’s letting Fiona recover. She likes inflicting pain so much that she sometimes lets the match go longer than it otherwise might have to. It’s been a weakness in the past, and Fiona could possibly rely on it tonight as well.

{Fiona eventually rises to her feet, shaking her head as she tries to regain her bearings. Her eyes lock on Rowan, who is still circling around her like a wolf weighing the tenacity of her prey. Fiona stands, squaring up and readying herself against her opponent’s next attack. Rowan tilts her head sharply to the side, eyes widening slightly as she glares Fiona down. Both women then move towards one another at the same time, engaging in a quick flurry of attempts to gain an advantageous position over the other. Fiona repeatedly tries to get Rowan off of her feet and onto the mat so that she can try to leverage her experience with grounded technical wrestling, while Rowan works to land another dizzying head strike to keep Fiona off balance and thinking fuzzy – but both women are quick enough to be able to keep one from gaining an immediate advantage over the other.}

Terri Morasco: Looks like Fiona’s dauntless here, trying to fight her way to a comeback…

Vasco Dias: After the opening this match had, I’d say stalemate is victory.

{After a few long and tense moments of back and forth offense, Fiona is able to get in and land a waistlock takedown, getting Rowan off of her feet for the first time in the match! She immediately works to try to put strain on Rowan’s knees and ankles to slow her down, weaken the legs in case the Wolf of the Abyss is able to escape Fiona’s grasp. Rowan thrashes violently against Fiona’s hold, but the smaller competitor is able to hold with her signature tenacity. Knowing from experience that she can’t outlast Rowan, Fiona looks to try to put it away quickly by working towards the KimbleLock!}

Vasco Dias: She’s got her down! If she can lock this in…

{Rowan, however, feels the move coming – and being no stranger to that submission hold is able to block it from being fully locked in. She rolls to the side sharply, further throwing off Fiona’s hold and twisting McFly into a pin!

ONE!

Fiona breaks the hold to get away from the pinfall, moving away so that she can keep her distance as Rowan rises, seething, to her feet.}

Terri Morasco: Quick thinking from both women, both with Rowan’s method of escape and Fiona for getting away before she was pinned.

Vasco Dias: But Rowan’s on her feet again, and won’t be too keen to give Fiona another opportunity.

Terri Morasco: It’s not over yet, Vasco.

{The two of them rush forward again, Fiona instinctively blocking low to keep herself safe from more of Rowan’s infamous knee strikes, but is caught off guard when Rowan instead goes high, wrenching Fiona to the ground with a vicious Hurricanrana. Rowan doesn’t let go there, following the attack with an onslaught of mounted punches to the face that Fiona isn’t quite able to fully block.}

Vasco Dias: Continuing to attack Fiona’s neck and head, which has got to be hurting her chances to formulate a solid counter.

{Rowan stands, once again pulling Fiona to her feet and throwing her into another corner, following up with a Yakuza kick… But Fiona slips under, leaving Rowan tangled briefly in the turnbuckle! Fiona slips under and gets back to her feet, pulling the Wolf of the Abyss into a belly to back suplex! She runs into the ropes, bouncing off as Rowan starts sitting back up, but lands into Rowan again with a PENALTY! Fiona covers!

ONE!

TWO!!

Rowan snaps the shoulder up!}

Terri Morasco: Close, but not enough.

{Rowan slowly pulls herself to her feet once more, seeming almost to unfold into a standing position than move in any normal human manner. Fiona tries to keep her momentum going, rushing forward again and looking for a flying forearm… but Rowan simply flips into a DANCE THE SPIRAL, driving Fiona hard to the mat! Rowan snaps back to a standing position just as Fiona gets to her knees…}

Vasco Dias: Oh no, Fiona, watch out!

{Fiona doesn’t see Rowan in time to dodge the BALOR’S GAZE! Fiona collapses to the mat in a heap as Rowan stalks around her, kicking her brutally in the throat and face before kicking her again to roll her onto her back. Rowan plants a foot firmly on Fiona’s chest…

ONE!

TWO!!

THR-Rowan lets go!}

Terri Morasco: What is Rowan doing?

Vasco Dias: Playing with her food. She doesn’t just want to pin Fiona tonight, she wants to make an example.

Terri Morasco: Someone has to put a stop to this before it gets out of hand.

{Rowan shoves her toe underneath Fiona’s chin, roughly lifting her head into the air. Fiona is barely conscious, but loosely struggles against Rowan, trying to get a grasp on the woman’s leg. Rowan laughs and hashly shoves Fiona away, following the woman and keeping her from getting her thoughts back together by driving her knee into her face again and again, forcing her back into the corner. Once she’s there, Rowan lands another BALOR’S GAZE directly into Fiona’s throat, causing the Belfast Bombshell to clutch at her neck and gasp for breath, choking and sputtering painfully. Another BALOR’S GAZE hits her in the temple, snapping her head back at a painful angle as her limbs fall limply to her side. The referee steps in, checking on Fiona and testing her to see if she’s still conscious.}

Terri Morasco: Fiona’s gone, ladies and gentlemen, there’s nothing left.

{Though Rowan angrily protests, the ref cuts in and blocks Rowan’s access to her victim. After a few moments of examination, he nods… and signals to the bell!}

Alison Valance: Here is your winner, by knockout… ROWAN MACDONNOUGH!

Vasco Dias: That’s it, ladies and gentlemen. Rowan MacDonnough certainly hasn’t lost any of her old brutality as she secures a win in her first match since her return.

Terri Morasco: I just wonder if Fiona wi-OH MY GOD!

{As the Ref moved to call for medical attention for Fiona, he turned his back on Rowan, who was glaring at him with singular loathing and contempt. Before he could get out of the ring, however, Rowan snapped into action and knocked him to the mat with a BEAST OF WAR! With the referee disposed of, she turned her attention to McFly… not finished with what she’d started. With a guttural snarl, Rowan grabs Fiona by the throat and lifts her up, resting her against the turnbuckles as she slaps her on the face, trying to get her to wake up. After a few strikes, Fiona’s eyes flicker open… only for Rowan to lift her by the throat into the air with a single hand.}

Terri Morasco: Oh my god, Vasco, what is Rowan thinking!

Vasco Dias: I don’t think Fiona can breathe!

{Rowan stares unblinkingly into Fiona’s eyes as the Belfast Bombshell helplessly struggles for breath, fighting against Rowan’s clutch but too weak from her beating to make an impact. Her face slowly begins to turn purple as a security team races to ringside… only to by jumped by a group of masked figures who hold them at bay, keeping them from helping the struggling McFly.}

Terri Morasco: Who are those people?

Vasco Dias: Thralls. It’s like I told you, Terri, she wants to make a statement, and she’s not going to let anyone stop her.

{Fiona’s eyes roll backwards into her head as her limbs go limp, no longer struggling but twitching involuntarily as her gasps for air stop, all the while Rowan continues staring into her increasingly lifeless eyes…

Then, over the barricade, a woman leaps to ringside and flies into the ring, slapping Rowan’s arm down and letting Fiona fall to the ground. Rowan’s eyes snap to the newcomer as Fiona lays motionless.}

Terri Morasco: It’s Jessica Reed!

{Rowan and Jessica glare at one another for several long moments, Jessica pointedly standing between her and Fiona. She says a few words that the mic doesn’t pick up, but Rowan’s eyes flash in response. Rowan steps back… and the lights cut out. When they return, she is gone – along with all of her thralls. Security steps aside to allow medical personnel to rush into the ring to Fiona’s side…}

Vasco Dias: I wonder what Jessica said?

Terri Morasco: Whatever it was, it was enough… but I don’t know if it was in time. Vasco, Fiona’s not breathing…

{The camera finds Fiona laying motionless with her eyes half open, face still purplish blue as the medical staff checks on her with increasing concern. One of them checks for a pulse in several places, turning pale as they quickly lift Fiona onto a stretcher and hurry her backstage…}

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IN-RING SEGMENT

The Last Rites match draws closer.

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{As we return from commercial, we find Elaine Laskaris standing in the middle of the ring with the Luchadora Championship belt resting on a dais beside her. She smiles broadly as she gestures to the belt before addressing the audience.}

Elaine Laskaris: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! My name is Elaine Laskaris, and I am here to help relieve you of your stresses and consternation, here to take away the burdens of your fiery curiosity - because everyone knows that the thoughts on EVERYONE'S mind are dominated by Last Rites! Who will be in it? In what order will they enter? Who will win and be the first chica to put on this beautiful belt to my left?

{The crowd reacts well, with a mix of laughter and cheers.}

Elaine Laskaris: Well senors and senoritas, I am here to provide the balm to your mental burns, because I have come from on high to answer some of these questions for you - not all, of course, because someone has to keep things interesting around here. Now, I'm not gonna tell you EVERYONE who's gonna be in the match, and as for entrance order... well, that's gonna be mostly kept secret until you see them coming down the ramp in two weeks. But! I do have the clearance to make some announcements, and reveal some decisions... decisions that even I don't know yet!

{She takes on a serious face.}

Elaine Laskaris: First, however, I need to address one thing. There is one woman who I can confirm will NOT be in Last Rites. Be it a disappointment to a few, but a blessing to many... I have been informed that Rowan MacDonnough will be barred from Last Rites based on her actions earlier this evening.

{The crowd mostly cheers, but there are a scattering of boos condemning the choice to keep such a notoriously violent competitor out of what will surely prove to be a violent match.}

Elaine Laskaris: Out of my hands, my lovelies, out of my hands... but I am here with good news as well. I am pleased to inform you that NEXT WEEK there will be a Fatal Four Way match between four women who WILL be in Last Rites. The winner of this match will have the special privilege of entering LAST, giving her a notable advantage in the quest to become the IWF's first Luchadora Champion. And the loser?

{Elaine grins.}

Elaine Laskaris: Why, whoever takes the pin will be the FIRST senorita to walk into Last Rites.

{The crowd "ooooooh"s.}

Elaine Laskaris: 'But Elaine, you Picturesque Zenith of Beauty and Poise', I can hear you all asking yourselves, 'who will be in that Fatal Four Way?' The answer is... that I don't know! I don't get to pick them. That honor belongs to two other women... the IWF Diamonds Champion, and the IWF Openweight Champion! LADIES!

{Vivenne Rodgers and Brooklyn Madrox appear at the top of the ramp. The two of them walk down together, looking at one another with either restrained mistrust our outright disdain, depending on the woman. They join Elaine in the ring, who smiles at them both.}

Elaine Laskaris: Brooklyn. Vivienne. I'm sure you both must be thrilled that you get to skip the bloody gauntlet that will be this match, eh? As champions, you have the privilege of being able to watch as the woman who takes their place alongside you climbs through Last Rites. But! Not only that, but each of you are being given a chance, right here and now, to choose two women each to enter next week's fatal four way. What will you choose? Friends you hope to see succeed? Enemies you hope to sabotage? It's all a gamble, ladies - and who best to start the gamble than Las Vagas' own Brooklyn Madrox? Well, Miss Women's World Champion? What do you say?

Brooklyn Madrox: Crystal Hilton... and MAXINE VALENTINE!

{The crowd cheers.}

Elaine Laskaris: Ahhhh! That's some choices, yes? And what about the cinnamon roll queen of the Openweight?

Vivienne Rodgers: Oh gosh... um... I think I'll choose... 

{She closes her eyes.}

Vivienne Rodgers: ... Dawn Kane.

{The crowd gives a mixed reaction.}

Vivienne Rodgers: And... well, what would the race for the Luchadora be without Gabriella Luna?

{Elaine beams with excitement as the crowd explodes.}

Elaine Laskaris: What indeed! Well, there you have it ladies and gentlemen! Next week, the alpha and the omega, the first and the last will be decided - between Crystal Hilton, Maxine Valentine, Dawn Halliwell and Gabriella Luna!

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EXTREME CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH

Ethan King vs Caleb Lockwood

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{The match starts slightly before the bell. Caleb launches himself at Ethan go right after him. Ethan hold his own for a while using some dirty tricks to keep the match going after the bell rings. Caleb and Ethan both make each other bleed throughout the match. Caleb and Ethan are both down on the mat before Caleb rises at the count of nine, winning the match.}

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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT

The war between heaven and hell rages on

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{The camera follows as God walks through the backstage of the arena, getting ready for his upcoming match with Dean Harper. However, he stops suddenly, glancing around him before he turns around. Though there was only an empty hallway there before, now he finds himself face to face with the Wolf of the Abyss. God's face curls into a sneer.}

God: Abaddon.

{Rowan's eyes flash as she tilts her head to the side.}

Rowan MacDonnough: I wanted to look you in the eyes while they still held pride. Still held hope.

{God snarls.}

God: Your insurrection is already doomed, and has been from the start. The demons of the pit you call an army are no match for the legions at my command. You started this war, and I am going to end it here and now, at long last.

{Rowan chuckles.}

Rowan MacDonnough: I? I started nothing. You of all should know that this is a continuation of something older and larger than the feuds of these simple scraps of flesh. You started the war when you created them. You started the war when you turned your back on the best of your sons. You escalated the war when you turned your back on that which you forsook him for.

{She spreads her arms wide. God looks as though about to speak, but Rowan cuts him off.}

Rowan MacDonnough: I merely seized upon that which I had been waiting for since even before your son's rebellion - the chance to rip you down from your high throne, and leave you shattered under my heel. I have been waiting for this for longer than you can fathom. I have been preparing for this since before you even knew my name... for though you fear to admit it, there are some things in this universe that you did not create, and one of them stands before you. You think with all that time to prepare, I would strike without having all I need to finish what was started?

{She walks right up to him, chuckles in his face, and walks past him, stroking a hand along his shoulder.}

Rowan MacDonnough: The weapons I have brought to bear against you are such that even you cannot resist them, with all your might and all your wrath. I'm going to tear you - and everything you love - apart, piece... by... piece. And when you lie broken and weeping at all that you have lost... then I will come for you to gaze into your eyes again, and revel in the change that I have unleashed upon your heart.

{Rowan walks off camera, her laughter echoing hauntingly through the hallway.}

Rowan MacDonnough: It is far too late to stop it. Come and see.

{When God turns to pursue her, Rowan has vanished in her usual fashion, leaving God wreathed in crimson smoke. He glares into the empty hallway for a few long moments before turning towards the entrance ramp and preparing for his match.}

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SINGLES MATCH

God vs. Dean Harper

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{The lights go out as the melodic opening of The Howling by Within Temptation begins to play. After a few moments, a single white spotlight shines down on the stage, showing Dean crouched on the stage, looking down at the ground with his hood concealing his face. Smoke rises around him eerily as he slowly rolls his wrists. Suddenly, in time with the opening guitar riff, the lights snap blood red as Dean stands, walking through the now red-lit smoke towards the ring followed by Caleb and Warren. He jumps up onto the apron before springing on the bottom rope into the ring, Warren and Caleb walk around to the other side of 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: This is a momentus match. Dean Harper of the Pack takes on GOD!!!

Terri Morasco: Blake called Harper out on Twitter after the Pack basically dismantled the Age of Gods at Night of the Immortals.

Vasco Dias: And Dean was all too excited to accept the challenge.

Terri Morasco: Normally I’d be worried about the man in the ring across from Angel Blake but tonight? I’m a little worried for Blake. Especially with the Pack at ring side.

Vasco Dias: A war is brewing in the IWF and if we aren’t careful it will suck everyone else in.

{The arena goes black. A quiet guitar rif echoes through the arena as wolves can be heard howling. It last for several long seconds. Drums kick in. Then, finally the beat kicks in for the Council of Wolves and Snakes by Dimmu Borgir as a bright spot light shines down on the entrance way where Angel Blake stands with arms outstretched in a full length golden robe with the hood up, Spike and Jayson to either side. Torches spark up all along the entrance way right up to the ring. Blake slowly begins to step forward the light staying on him as he makes his way toward the ring, Spike and Jayson in lock step. Once there Blake throws his robe off as the chorus comes in.}

WE ARE GODS!
Here for the taking!
Yield to the dragon’s embrace.
WE ARE GODS!
Yield to the dragon’s embrace.

{Blake sneers as he walks up the ring steps and then climbs up onto the ropes throwing his arms out again as the whole arena lights up to near blinding levels. When the lights return to their normal intensity Blake is now in the center of the ring looking out with disgust at his creation…}

Vasco Dias: The Age of Gods is here in full to counter the Pack.

Terri Morasco: I already don’t like the way this is going.

Vasco Dias: The Pack started this war, the Age of Gods is going to end it.

Terri Morasco: I’m not so sure about that.

{The referee calls for the bell and both men explode across the ring at each other and collide with forearm shots. Dean and Angel are firing away on one another but suddenly Angel connects with a hard palm strike to the face of Harper. Angel doesn’t hesitate and throws a nasty elbow strike into the face of Dean Harper that opens a small wound on the corner of his mouth.}

Vasco Dias: APOCALYPSE NOW!!!!

Terri Morasco: This isn’t going to be a match it’s going to be a war!

{Warren and Caleb move around as do Spike and Jayson, eyes locked on one another. Angel comes at Dean but Harper ducks the forearm shot, Dean hits the ropes and comes back with a sling blade! Both men are right back up and Dean flies into Angel with a forearm shot of his own and drives Blake into the ropes. Dean grabs Angel and looks for a belly to belly but Angel hits an elbow strike and then kicks Dean hard in the left leg. Blake kicks him again and again and then grabs the leg of Harper. Dean hits a spinning heel kick before Angel can hit the dragon screw.}

Vasco Dias: The physicality between these two is intense!

Terri Morasco: They aren’t pulling their punches, they aren’t holding back!

{Dean is up and Angel is right there. Dean charges at Angel but Blake side steps and sends Dean over the top rope! Dean lands on the apron and Angel looks for an elbow strike, Dean drives his shoulder into the gut of Angel through the ropes. Dean uses the ropes to sunset flip over Angel for a power bomb! Dean looks for the cover but Spike pulls him off and Warren and Caleb quickly rush around the ring but the referee hops out of the ring to stop them.}

Terri Morasco: Emotions are boiling over here.

Vasco Dias: I’m not sure one ref or one ring is enough to maintain order.

Terri Morasco: I think you’re right, I don’t see this ending well!

{The referee is still trying to maintain order but Dean is up to his feet and runs to the ropes, he bounces off and comes tearing across the ring before leaping over the top rope with a senton splash on Spike Kane and Jayson Matthews!!!}

Terri Morasco: Harper is taking the fight to the Age of Gods!

{Dean is right up but before he can do anything Blake comes sliding out of the ring with a drop kick through the ropes on Caleb and Warren. Angel and Dean come face to face and start exchanging blows as the referee doesn’t seem to know what to do. Spike, Jayson, Warren and Caleb are all up and the four of them crash into Dean and Angel with rights and lefts as the referee frantically calls for the bell!}

Vasco Dias: The match is thrown out but the war is only getting started!

Terri Morasco: I think we’re going to need security down here!

{The six men are going to town on each other, one of them throws the referee down as security starts to pour out from the back. At least twelve guards. They try to seperate the two factions but the six men break off and start laying into security!}

Vasco Dias: Oh this isn’t good!

Terri Morasco: Neither of these groups respect authority!

{Blake throws a guard into the crowd, Dean levels one with a right hand, Spike hits one with a Bloody Sunday Kick, Warren drops one with a European upper cut, Jayson hits a super kick, Caleb plants one with a nasty German suplex. The rest of the guards fall shortly after as the two factions come face to face again.}

Terri Morasco: They just took out the entire security detail!

Vasco Dias: And they’re only getting started!

{The Pack and the Age of Gods pair off again, Blake and Dean, Spike and Warren, Caleb and Jayson. Angel sends Dean into the steel steps. Spike is tossed over the barrier by Warren. Caleb drives Jayson into the ring post. Dean punts Angel as he comes in again. Warren flies over the crowd barrier into Spike. Caleb goes to drill Jayson’s head into the ring post but Matthews hits a drop toe gold. Dean is back up and he throws Angel hard into the steps knocking them over. Warren and Spike are back up to their feet but Spike takes his son down with a big hip toss right into a row of chairs. Jayson has a steel chair and lays into Caleb with it!}

Vasco Dias: I think we’re going to need a bigger security detail!

Terri Morasco: You can say that again!

{Roberto Verona and Cable Arcana come rushing out with the rest of the security guards. There’s about twelve more and they charge toward the action. Dean turns with a sadistic look on his face and charges into them, Jayson is right there too with the steel chair. Spike turns his attention now and hops the barrier and runs into the guards. Angel pulls himself up and rips a camera out of a camera man’s hands and runs into the security. Warren and Caleb are up now and they join in. Before you know it all of the security is down and the six men lay into each other again. Spike then grabs Dean and throws him into the ring apron. Blake is drilled by Caleb with a clothes line from behind. Warren turns his attention to Jayson and starts hitting him with right hands.}

Terri Morasco: This is insane!

Vasco Dias: Who is going to stop this!

{Roberto and Cable charge down toward the ring but Dean and Spike turn at the same time, Dean hits Abaddon’s Kiss on Cable and Spike hits Thunderstruck on Roberto!}

Vasco Dias: They just leveled Caberto!

Terri Morasco: That isn’t going to bode well!

{Warren drags Jayson around the ring and throws him into the commentary table. Caleb throws Angel into the ring. Dean and Spike start to tea off on each other heading up the ramp. Warren pulls Jayson up onto the commentary table. Caleb starts to rip up the ring canvas to reveal the wood underneath. Dean throws Spike into the metal staging. Warren pulls Jayson up for a sit down power bomb through the table. Caleb hits a gross pile driver on Angel on the exposed ring canvas. Spike explodes back with a nasty spear on Dean.}

Vasco Dias: These guys are destroying the ring side area!

Terri Morasco: This is what war looks like!

Vasco Dias: I’m not sure I like this!

{Caleb peels Angel up off the floor but Blake pushes him off and hits the Genocide Kick! Warren puts the boots to Jayson. Spike pulls Dean up into a power bomb position off the stage. Roberto and Cable are both up to their feet and they start waving to the back.}

Vasco Dias: How the hell is this going to end!?

Terri Morasco: With someone in a body bag!!

{The entire roster starts to pour out from the back, first splitting up Spike and Dean, then hitting the ring and pulling Warren off Jayson and finally grabbing Angel before he can do anything else to Caleb.}

Vasco Dias: The entire roster just came to the defense of the IWF!

Terri Morasco: Thank God!

{The roster manages to pull everyone apart as Roberto gets right into a camera and screams to “CUT THE BROADCAST!” and we fade to black.}