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Post by Jess Fowler on Jul 4, 2018 1:18:12 GMT
Monday Night Sacrifice
Monday, July 2, 2018
Moda Center, Portland, Oregon
------------------------------------ FATAL FOUR-WAY MATCH
Ethan King vs Darius Navarro vs Red Dragon vs Wade Guist
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Vasco Dias: With all the build up to Heir to the Throne this is an interesting fatal four way.
Terri Morasco: You know, three of these guys have been in these matches together a lot lately.
Vasco Dias: Well, if it isn’t broke, don’t fix it.
Alison Valance: The following fatal four way is scheduled for ONE FALL.
{“21st Century Schizoid Man” Hits as the forms of Syd and Abraham Guist walk out with their hands crossed across their backs The two men look to one another, before the lights dip out to complete black. The lights pouring out in a circular motion into the crowd as the crowd slips into pure chaotic eruption of boos, the dark green light pouring onto the form of Wade Guist at the top of the arena, who begins to walk down the stairs of the audience, many people in the crowd grabbing and touching his shoulders as he walks. He stops in the front of the railing once he gets down there, as both of his brothers begin walking down the ramp, running his hands together before throwing what looks to be chalk dust into the air. The lights dip again, leaving the entire arena black.}
TWENTY FIRST CENTURY SCHIZOID MAN!!
{The lights return to the regular arena color as Wade Guist is now in the ring, his hands running through his beard as his brothers are standing beside him. He lifts his hands up doing a loud howl sound at the crowd, as his brothers are talking to him in something inaudible to the camera. He looks back pushing both men into the ropes with a grunt, and turns to face the crowd who are still erupting in boos. Syd and Abraham exit the ring, and both are to each other as Wade roars lifting both hands into the air as he turns his head to the ref, backing into his corner and waiting for the bell.}
Alison Valance: Entering first standing at 6’7’’ weighing in at 280 pounds, from down by the bayou, “The hands of the bayou” Wade Guist!
Terri Morasco: This is Wade’s third match with the company. We still know next to nothing about him.
Vasco Dias: He’s name’s mud now Terri.
Terri Morasco: I am not glorifying Ethan King’s bullying tactics with doing that, Vasco.
{Lights go down. The opening riff of "Hail to the King" plays, met with swiftly moving and flashing white spotlights flashing through the arena, and as the drums kick in Ethan King slowly steps out to the stage, accompanied by his wife. He takes a few steps forward, wearing an expensive looking black suit, looking to either side as he cracks his neck with a smug grin. Ethan looks dead ahead at the ring, as the overture ends, the lights come up in full as he spreads his arms wide and soaks in the reaction from the crowd. When the lyrics begin he finally lowers his arms and begins his walk down the ramp. When he reaches the ring he removes his suit - revealing his ring attire underneath - pulls himself up onto the apron, and finally stepps into the ring when the chorus roars through the arena. He stands in the center of the ring, a single fist raised in the air as he nods slightly in rhythm to the music, pumping his fists three times in time with the words “HAIL! HAIL! HAIL!” before finally settling into his corner.}
Alison Valance: Next standing at 6’3’’ weighing in at 240 pounds, from Green Bay, Wisconsin Ethan King!
Terri Morasco: Ethan King’s first match outside of the Extreme championship matches here at IWF.
Vasco Dias: Match, Terri. It was one long match.
Terri Morasco: Really? We’re doing this?
{The arena fades to almost complete darkness as lightning flashes on the video wall. Thunderclaps are heard as all the devils toys by deathstars begins to play throughout the arena. Lightning continues to flash on the video wall as a cemetery is panned through. The stage erupts in flames as Red Dragon rises to the stage from below. Scanning the crowd he grins and begins a slow walk towards the ring as a blood red spotlight is on him. Once at ringside he slides under the bottom rope and rolls up to his feet as a Pentagram appears in the middle of the ring. Fire erupts from all four corner post as he takes the titles off putting them in the corner before leaning against the ropes with the bloody femur in his hands waiting on his opponent.}
Alison Valance: Next at 6’2’’ weighing in at 237 pounds, From parts unknown, “Minister of Evil” Red Dragon!
Vasco Dias: Red Dragon had some things to say this week. Some pretty violent things, to be fair.
Terri Morasco: Red Dragon finally choosing to speak to the IWF universe was an… interesting experience.
Vasco Dias: Freaked you out, didn’t it?
Terri Morasco: I’m not going to answer that, Vasco.
"Eyes wide shut but they know
Buried alive by the lies in their soul
Their stride of a blind man's stroll
Well for whom does the next bell toll"
{The words rip through the PPA as "Don't Get In My Way" hits as the lights dim to a dark purple. A grey like smoke rising on the ramp way as the form of Darius comes up onto the stage. His shades and his jacket not hiding his face. His hands lift up to a loud "WOOOO" at the crowd in mockery of their fan favorites of old. His hands pulling off his shades as he walks onto the ramp way looking back at the smoke. Taking them he throws his shades into the crowd as his wild eyes widen at the crowd who he is grinning at. His hands begin to unbutton his jacket as he begins to walk down the ramp. Letting the top drop down onto the ground without looking back. The lights begin to flicker red in the purple as he stops at the steps. Jumping up onto the top stop with a roll of his eyes.}
Alison Valance: Last but not least, standing at 6’5’’ weighing in at 250 pounds from Richmond Virginia “The Pastor of Disaster” Darius Navarro!
{As Navarro climbs up the steps he jumps onto the top rope with ease. His hands extending out to the crowd as his grin widens even more then it had before. He puts his hands down on the top rope as he looks around the ring and he begins to lift himself up onto the rope before flipping back onto his feet where he howls out at the crowd. Pyro explodes from every corner in a brilliant green light as the lights turn back to normal. }
Vasco Dias: Darius back here again.
Terri Morasco: On the one hand I wish we knew more about him but on the other I’m glad we don’t.
{Ethan stands casually in the corner while the other three pace slightly.}
Vasco Dias: How do you think this is going to go, Terri?
Terri Morasco: Personally? The House doesn’t recruit lightly. I see King picking one of the weaker targets and ending this quickly.
Vasco Dias: I’m hoping for a little more violence. Did you see King’s work in Japan? Brutal stuff.
Terri Morasco: I saw his work in Combat. That was enough for me.
{As soon as the bell rings Darius runs over to Red Dragon and hitting him with a spinebuster. King hits Wade with a Running Uppercut followed by Gutwrench Suplex }
Vasco Dias: Ethan going after Wade. Told you he’d pick the weaker target.
Terri Morasco: Red Dragon is going to have to get Darius off of him to get to King, who it seemed like was his desired target.
{Darius hits Red Dragon with a couple mounted elbows but Red Dragon counters with a DDT. Dragon picks Darius up and hits him with a belly to back suplex.}
Vasco Dias: Red Dragon is making Darius pay for interrupting his plans I think.
Terri Morasco: It makes sense. He seems an angry kind of guy.
{King hits Wade with a Bare Your Throat knocking Wade down to the mat.}
Vasco Dias: King is focused here. He wants those points for Heir to the Throne.
Terri Morasco: If Red Dragon isn’t pay attention this might be over quickly.
{Darius tries to get away but Red Dragon hits him with a powerslam. Red Dragon then goes for a DEVIL’S CLUTCH. Darius struggles against the submission move, the ref drops down to check on him.}
Vasco Dias: This is getting brutal and quick here.
Terri Morasco: I worry about the way Ethan and Red Dragon are focusing might be a misstep.
{King notices the ref is distracted, does an eyes rack, a low blow and then hits Wade with a BEND THE KNEE.}
Vasco Dias: Here we go
Terri Morasco: What is he planning?
{King stands up with a smile mockingly bowing before quickly going for the pin with Wade. The ref turns his attention and does the count.
1
2
3!}
Alison Valance: And your winner by pinfall …. ETHAN KING!
Vasco Dias: Beautiful!
Terri Morasco: I can’t imagine Red Dragon is going to like this…
{As "Hail to the King" hits the PA system, King jumps up off of Wade and slides out of the ring with a giant grin as Red Dragon drops the unconscious body of Darius and yells at the ref for switching his attention.}
Vasco Dias: I look forward to more Ethan King matches. I’m going to be honest.
Terri Morasco: Is Darius okay?
Vasco Dias: I’m sure he’s fine. A little nap does everyone a little good.
Terri Morasco: …Sure.
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IN-RING SEGMENTCross and Sandman...Has the debt been paid?
------------------------------------Vasco Dias: “After Bloody Assizes, fans all over the world are sitting on edge. What happened to Xavier Cross? After a brutal chain match between Jason Sandman and Cross, Sandman continued the assault, we’ve heard word that once again, Jason Sandman has put Xavier Cross in the hospital once again.”
Terri Morasco: “Not only was it a vicious beating, but Xavier Cross and everyone in the sold out Oracle Arena, saw a ghost. The Ghost of Xavier’s dead wife, Cari Cross.”
Vasco Dias: “I...still don’t believe what I saw, I mean...a ghost?”
Terri Morasco: “We’ve seen Demons, Gods, and everything in between, Jason Sandman is the literal vessel of Death, the idea of him being able to raise the dead in a spectral form...It’s not outlandish.”
Vasco Dias: “Call me a skeptic, but still, I believe in doing anything to win, but using a man’s dead wife…”
Terri Morasco: “Regardless, we have to get to the source, and somehow no one wants to interview Jason Sandman.”
Vasco Dias: “I’d rather sit safely right here, and watch him unfold his carnage, not be anywhere within arms reach…”
Terri Morasco: “But we did find one employee, that was still on the payroll that was willing to do it, and that is one...former head of cater, Percy Kennedy!”
Vasco Dias: “The food rapist?”
Terri Morasco: “I...Yeah, that guy.”
{We pan over to the ring, where sitting in a folding chair, with a simple wooden table is the always happy, Percy Kennedy, former head of cater, holding a microphone. The fans are dead silent.}
Percy Kennedy: “Thank you for the warm welcome! Tonight, I make my dreams come true, and get the deep dirty details of what exactly is going on in the mind of Jason Sandman! Is the debt paid?”
{‘Am I A Psycho’ by Tech Nine hits the the loudspeakers, and slowly stepping out a eerily calm expression on his face as he saunters down to the ring, stopping for a moment as the crowd rains down boos and jeers, along with some colorful swear words. He stops for a moment as he sees a ‘Xavier Cross is the Boss’ sign, walking over it, the fans are erupting with boos as he snatches the sign out and begins to tear it up until it’s just a rain of little pieces of paper. Spitting on the pile of paper, he turns rolling under the bottom rope as he slowly sits up, a smirk on his face.}
Percy Kennedy: “Welcome, Mister Sandman!”
{Percy holds his hand out, as Jason Sandman looks down at his hand, before holding his own hand out as Percy takes it, but Sandman squeezes as Percy’s eyes get really big, as he drops down to his knees. Sandman begins laughing as he lets go, as Percy looks up terrified. Sandman takes his own seat, grabbing a microphone.}
Jason Sandman: “I…”
IWF Galaxy: “FUCK YOU SANDMAN! FUCK YOU SANDMAN! FUCK YOU SANDMAN!”
Jason Sandman: “Shut your whore mouths! Daddy is talking.”
{The people of the crowd continue to boo and curse.}
Jason Sandman: “If you don’t shut the fuck up I am going to feed this fucker over here to you all.”
IWF Galaxy: “...We really don’t care about that guy.”
{Jason Sandman stands up and grabs hold of Percy Kennedy and throws him over the ropes and into the crowd who simply dump him on the floor.}
Jason Sandman: “As fun as it was to beat Xavier Cross, I have my eyes looking forward to the...next time I get to fuck up his life. You see, this debt between him and I...that debt will only be paid when he joins his lovely wife…”
{The fans scream with their boos, as Sandman leans back in his chair as he holds his hand up and an unnatural silence falls over the crowd, as he snaps his fingers. The lights begin to dim until a spotlight slowly rests on a changed Jason Sandman. The Angel is now in control. Holding his hand out a flickering of light appears, as the same female figure appears reaching out for Sandman’s hand.}
The Angel: “It’s been a long time Cari….you haven’t seen Xavier in a while, how did it feel?”
{The female figure lets out a wail, as the ghost falls to her knees next to Sandman’s chair.}
The Angel: “Don’t cry my child, you are serving your purpose...I know you’re watching Xavier, she’s my puppet now, her soul belongs to me. The river of styx is where I spend my vacations. I can’t wait to see just what I can and will do to her pretty little soul….”
{The crowd snaps out of trance they’ve been put in, there is more shock added to the boo’s, as Sandman puts his hand over Cari’s head, giving it a squeeze as she begins to try to escape, but she can’t move, the ghost is locked in spot at Sandman’s feet. Percy Kennedy slowly crawls back into the ring and grabs his microphone.}
Percy Kennedy: “Mister Sandman...this is...a little much…”
Jason Sandman: “Kennedy...and everyone listening at home…..this is just the begi-.”
{The lights shoot up, as the ghost evaporates into thin air, the crowd erupts as a battered and bruised Xavier Cross charges down the ring ramp, sliding into the ring. As Sandman turns to face Xavier, he doesn’t get far as Cross tackles him quickly, as he begins to lay down lefts and rights, the fans are going nuts with cheers.}
Vasco Dias: “It’s Xavier Cross! By god be damned it's Xavier Cross!”
Terri Morasco: “He’s in no condition to be here! Is he even cleared?!”
Vasco Dias: “It doesn’t matter! Xavier Cross is here, and he’s pissed off!”
{Xavier Cross continues to throw punches as Sandman moves and is finally able to get himself out of the ring. As Xavier looks ready to follow him out. The lights go down in the arena and The Angel’s voice is heard over the speakers. }
The Angel: Foolish mortal. You droned on and on about this woman, and I give you a chance to see her at least once? She belongs to me now, and your soul will belong to Jason! I think I’ll turn her into my next concubine, I bet it’s been a while since she had a real man. I mean didn’t she die just to get away from you?”
{Xavier doesn’t bother responding as he charges across the ring, hitting the ropes, rebounding and gaining momentum keeping his eyes locked on Jason Sandman. Cross leaps onto the top rope, catapulting himself an insane distance in the air. Crashing into Jason Sandman as both men smack against the metal ramp. Cross rolls over first, grabbing onto Jason Sandman, forcing the big man to his feet before throwing a few stiff right hands into the face of Jason Sandman staggering the big guy up the ramp onto the stage. But Sandman gathers his ground, and sends a headbutt that connects into the head of Xavier Cross dropping him to a knee.}
Vasco Dias: “Sandman opened Xavier up with that strike!”
Terri Morasco: “I don’t imagine that Xavier’s wounds from Bloody Assizes are completely healed.”
Vasco Dias: “This isn’t looking good at all.”
{Sandman begins to smile, as he grabs Xavier by the head as blood drips from Cross’s face, as Sandman tosses his face first into the LED screen, leaving a trail of blood down the LED screen as Cross begins to crumble down to the ground. Trying to pick himself up, Sandman kicks him square in the gut as SAndman leans down once more, lifting Xavier up.}
Vasco Dias: “C’mon Sandman! Enough is enough!”
{Sandman makes his way over to the sound tech arena, dropping Xavier across the sound board, Cross looks like he’s knocked completely out. Sandman looks around for a moment, before glancing up at the Imperial-tron}
Terri Morasco: “What wicked things is Jason Sandman planning to do?!”
{Jason grabs onto the metal beam structure, as he begins to climb up the Imperial-tron. The fans eyes grow wide as Sandman begins to climb higher and higher until he is at the top of the Tron. Glancing down, Sandman begins to laugh and smile, as security begins to pour out, shouting at him to get down. Sandman just shakes his head and throws himself off the top of the tron!}
Vasco Dias: “OH MY GOD!”
{Xavier barely manages to roll off the sound station, as Sandman crashes through it. Cross gathers himself, looking at the carnage as sparks fly in the air, the wooden stables crumble into splinters. Realizing this is his chance to pounce, Cross goes to charge into the mess. But security grabs him dragging him to the back. The camera slowly makes it way over to the carnage, as we see Jason Sandman casually picking himself up, looking around for Xavier Cross. Sandman pauses for a moment, as he reaches into his arm pulling out a chunk of wood that had stabbed into his arm.}
Terri Morasco: “Jason...Sandman just dove...from three or four stories down, and...then gets up and pulls a piece of table out of his body like it was nothing…”
Vasco Dias: “I...I don’t know what we’re watching Terri, but Jason Sandman is not a human!”
{Sandman dusts himself off, and makes his way to the back. The camera follows a few steps behind him, as he turns the corner and is brought face to face with head of Media and Production of IWF, Jess Fowler.}
Jason Sandman: “Out of my way, I’m looking for Cross.”
Jess Fowler: “No, what you’re going to do is go back to the medical area, and get checked out. Xavier is being removed from the building since he isn’t medically cleared to be here tonight. Then, once you’re giving the thumbs up from the doctor, you’re going to be taking a drug test Jason Sandman.”
Jason Sandman: “Excuse me?”
Jess Fowler: “Look, I don’t like getting involved in this, but the way you’ve competed, and acted over the last few weeks, and what you just did. Gives me more than enough probable cause to have you take a drug test, or you can kiss your contract goodbye.”
Jason Sandman: “It...doesn’t matter what happens, I will destroy Xavier Cross..”
{Sandman turns, walking down the hallway, stopping for a moment as he slams his fist through a door, before finishing his trip.}
Vasco Dias: “...Xavier Cross was escorted out, Jason Sandman has to take a drug test. A rare glimpse of Jess Fowler! What the hell is going on?!”
Terri Morasco: “I don’t know Vasco, but this feud is getting deadlier and deadlier.” ------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
10 Heir to the Throne points are on the line to the winner.
Dean Harper v James Gilmore
------------------------------------{The lights go out as the melodic opening of The Howling by Within Temptation begins to play. After a few moments, a single white spotlight shines down on the stage, showing Dean crouched on the stage, looking down at the ground with his hood concealing his face. Smoke rises around him eerily as he slowly rolls his wrists. Suddenly, in time with the opening guitar riff, the lights snap blood red as Dean stands, walking through the now red-lit smoke towards the ring. He jumps up onto the apron before springing on the bottom rope into the ring. Once in the center of the ring, he spreads his arms wide as he soaks in the red flashing lights before lifting his head sharply, kicking back the hood to show his face, nodding in rhythm to the music as he slowly breaks into a wicked grin. After a few moments he turns and settles into his corner, tossing his hood and jacket to ringside.}
Vasco Dias: The Heir to the Throne is upon us! Terri Morasco: And we’ve got our first official match, Dean Harper! James Gilmore! Points are on the line! Vasco Dias: And Dean is coming off a huge victory in the Apocalypse match where the Pack took ownership of God’s own son, Jayson Matthews! Terri Morasco: James Gilmore has an uphill battle tonight. He hasn’t done so well the last couple times he’s come across the Pack! {Judas Priest's "Screaming for Vengeance" begins to play as jets of water shoot out from all directions. We then see James Gilmore stepping out onto the stage, haggard appearance and all, as he walks down to the ring without saying a word.}
Vasco Dias: Jesus… What is he wearing? Terri Morasco: Gilmore is going through a phase… What can I say? Vasco Dias: Here’s hoping Gilmore accidentally learned how to wrestle since last week… {The referee calls for the bell. The two men move around each other. Dean suddenly comes in hot, he ducks James clothesline attempt. Dean hits the ropes for a springboard cross body block! Both men are up but Dean is right on James again with a sling blade! James tries to get up but Dean throws James into the corner and runs right in with a corner drop kick! Dean back flips off the chest of Gilmore and runs across the ring, bounces off the turnbuckles and comes back with another drop kick. Dean is up again, hits the corner and comes back with a third corner drop kick!}
Vasco Dias: Harper is lighting Gilmore up tonight! Terri Morasco: James hasn’t had a moment to breath! {Harper pulls Dean up to his feet and begins to strike him hard with open handed slaps! James chest is turning bright red as Harper lays into him. Finally James pushes Harper off and explodes out of the corner with a spear takedown and transitions into mounted punches. The referee pulls James off as close handed punches are illegal. Gilmore is arguing with the referee when Dean comes back with a snap suplex right into the corner of the ring!}
Vasco Dias: Gilmore got distracted by the rules and Dean is right back on him! Terri Morasco: Really shouldn’t argue with the referee with the momentum in your favor. {Dean pulls Gilmore up again but James clocks Dean hard with a smack across the face. James toe kicks Dean and then connects with a roaring forearm shot. Gilmore hits a standing dropkick that knocks Dean off his feet. Gilmore is quick to get up and rushes up the ropes before leaping off with a diving headbutt. James goes for the cover but Dean kicks right out. James pulls Dean up to his feet and throws him into the ropes but Dean springboards off and grabs James with a tornado ddt!}
Vasco Dias: Gilmore had a pin attempt but Dean is still in this! Terri Morasco: Gilmore is going to have to dig down deep.! {Harper is up to his feet, James is nearly there but Dean grabs him for the SHOW OF DEVOTION! Harper goes for the cover but James kicks out at TWO! Harper is right up and shakes his head as he waits for Gilmore to get up. Dean bounces off the ropes and comes back with ABADDONS KISS!!! James is down again and Dean goes for the cover. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT!}
Vasco Dias: Harper is getting close but James still has some fight in him! Terri Morasco: That’s the one thing you can say about James Gilmore, he doesn’t know when to quit! {Harper is up and he looks to the top rope, he’s ready to end this one. Dean climbs out onto the apron and begins to climb up the ropes. Dean is on the top rope looking down on James Gilmore when suddenly the lights go out. The crowd pops as a bolt of lightning strikes the stage and Angel Blake can be seen standing in the fire it left.}Vasco Dias: GOD HAS ARRIVED! He wants revenge on the PACK! Terri Morasco: Dean is going to need back up! {Harper jumps off the top rope and starts to head across the ring when suddenly the arena lights get blindingly bright! Dean staggers and blocks his eyes as Gilmore grabs him for the roll up. The lights go back to normal, Angel is gone and James has Dean in a roll up for ONE! TWO! THREE!!!}
Vasco Dias: What in the hell!? Terri Morasco: Gilmore with a huge upset! Vasco Dias: I never thought I’d say this but James Gilmore beat Dean Harper… Terri Morasco: That doesn’t sound right… Vasco Dias: I know. {Gilmore immediately rolls out of the ring to celebrate as Dean Harper is up with a look of absolute rage on his face staring in the direction of where Angel was standing…}
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Short and Sweet
------------------------------------ {We open to a close up of Cable Arcane in the style of a selfie promo, a scowl across his face.}
Cable Arcane: I’m going to make this short and sweet. {Cable sneers.}
Cable Arcane: Steve Awesome. You got away too easy in the Apocalypse Match. Before that you stole a victory over me. Ever since you’ve been parading around this company like you own the place. I’ve had enough. You and me. One more time. Name the time. Name the place. I’ll be there. Then we’ll find out who’s the Best in the World and who just wishes they were. {A sly smirk spreads across his lips.}
Cable Arcane: No sleep. No rest. Do whatever it takes to be the best. {Fade out.}
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BACKSTAGE SEGMENTIs the BFC fine?
------------------------------------{the camera comes on to backstage where Ciara is sitting in catering drinking some iced coffee with Charity sitting next to her reading a book. Crystal Hilton comes into the frame, looking between the two.}
Crystal Hilton: Hey…
{Charity looks up.}
Charity Crowne: Hello.
Ciara O’Connor: What do you want?
Crystal Hilton: I wanted to talk about Last Rites-
Ciara O’Connor: which part? The part where you told everyone Charity and I didn’t matter?
Crystal Hilton: I didn’t mean it like that…
Ciara O’Connor: I think you did. I think you’re trying to go back to being the simpering nice girl in the hopes someone takes pity on you. I think you both regret actually doing something about this company because the freaks and goths are taking over and you feel powerful to stop it, yeah? About right?
Charity Crowne: Ciara…
Ciara O’Connor: No. I gave up my management career for this. I gave up my place to live for this. I betrayed friendships, for this. You promised this would be something to remake the division but you both got cold feet on actually doing something about it. This was about having backup and it seems like when push came to shove you didn’t give a fuck about anyone but yourself.
{Ciara stands up and walks out of catering. Charity looks between Crystal, shrugging and following after Ciara.}
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SINGLES MATCH
Kate Steele v Ana Luciana v Jansen Myrrh
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{the match begins with Kate and Ana going straight for one another. Jansen tries to get involved with the exchange of blows but catches a kick to the head for her trouble. As Jansen tries to recover Ana and Kate get more intense in their exchange of blows. Ana and Kate end up fighting on the outside. The ref counts as Jansen gets to her feet. The ref reaches 10 before Ana or Kate can get back in the ring. As Jansen is the only one ring she is declared the winner to her complete shock.}------------------------------------
IN-RING SEGMENTA celebration of the new Luchadora Champion
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SINGLES MATCH
Best of five series 2
Pax Stormcrow v Nighthawk
------------------------------------{Pax and Nighthawk go after each other as soon as the bell rings. It’s a back and forth between them showing off their equal skills. Nighthawk manages to get Pax into a submission move holding on for dear life. Pax tries to escape but it seems to be of no use. Pax has no choice but to tap out.}--------------------------------------
BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
”All You Have To Do Is Ask”
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{Rachel Grimes is backstage and with a smile on her face is ready for her next interview.}
Rachel Grimes: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time...Mike Laszlo.
{The crowd boos as the shot zooms out and Mike is shown with a smirk on his face.}
Rachel Grimes: Mike, thanks for joining me. This past Sunday at Bloody Assizes, you and Ulf Hednir went at one another after some harsh words had a couple weeks ago on Sacrifice. With the match going to a time limit draw, did Ulf perhaps gain any respect from you?
{One of Mike’s eyebrows goes up. The smirk is gone and he slowly turns his head toward the young backstage personality.}
Mike Laszlo: Respect? For what? Lasting until the final second and just being overly lucky that I didn’t have more time to toy with him? Please.
Rachel Grimes: The wrestling world is thinking that he stood toe to toe with you and that he might have pulled off the upset.
Mike Laszlo: You see? That right there is why I don’t listen to the “wrestling world”. They wouldn’t know their asses from holes in the ground. One week they’re cheering someone because he’s doing what they want him to do, the next, that wrestler punches their favorite flash in the pan in the face and they hate them in the snap of a finger.
Rachel Grimes: I mean…
Mike Laszlo: No, you don’t get it. I’m the victim here Rachel. All I wanted to do was better my position within this company. I wanted the Strong Style Championship, and I knew, like any other person on this planet, that I was going to do whatever it took to get that opportunity.
{He looks outward, almost looking at each member of the crowd.}
Mike Laszlo: All these people. All these liars know that if thrust into the same position, they would have done the same thing because Rachel, that’s human nature. Ulf didn’t like what I had to say and he interrupted me to make a point, try and make a name for himself.
{He turns to the camera.}
Mike Laszlo: Well you did Ulf. You became “The man who lasted til the time limit bell.”
{He feigns applause.}
Mike Laszlo: Unfortunately for you, that doesn’t get you anywhere. To make a real name you have to beat me. So if you want to give it another go, I look forward to slapping you back to the age of the vikings where you belong...all you have to do is ask.
{Mike walks off leaving Rachel holding the microphone.}
Rachel Grimes: Um...thanks for the time?
{The scene fades.}
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TAG-TEAM MATCH
Freya Kane & Dawn Halliwell v Maxine Valentine & Brooklyn Maddox
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Alison Valance: The following contest is a tag team match! Introducing first, representing The Age of Gods… from Salem, Massachusetts… The Iron Maiden, DAWN HALLIWELL!
{Lights dim as the opening riffs to Shoot to Thrill hit, and flashes of white light begin to pulse along with the music as it picks up pace. The stage fills with dry ice as Dawn steps out from backstage, smiling manically and rocking out to the music. She points to the crowd and tries to get them pumped up. When the chorus hits, she raises her fists in the air as she lets out a shout of excitement punctuated by a blast of simple white pyro around her. She holds that pose until the second iteration of "Shoot to Thrill" in the chorus, at which point she charges into the ring and slides in, spinning with the momentum to her feet as she urges the crowd to get to their feet and rock along with her. After a few moments she will settle into her corner.}
Vasco Dias: After a thunderous rise to become the Iron Maiden, Dawn’s been struggling lately. Do you think she’ll turn it around?
Terri Morasco: Dawn’s an unpredictable and very dangerous opponent for anyone, Vasco, and the more desperate she gets, the more formidable she becomes.
Alison Valance: And her partner, also representing the Age of Gods… from Texas,m USA – FREYA KANE!
{The arena darkens as “Feel Invincible” by Skillet hits the sound system a single light shines down onto the stage as Abigail Spencer walks out onto the stage once the vocals start, her hood up, once the female backing vocals kick in she drops to her knees , her arms outstretched at her sides and as the vocals say “YOU MAKE ME FEEL INVINCIBLE” she throws her hands into the air and her hood falls backwards as the light shines down on her face before the house lights flash on and she makes her way to the ring, completely ignoring the crowd and everyone around her. She takes her place next to her niece, and the two share a quick fistbump.}
Vasco Dias: Dawn and Freya out here tonight as a family team, though I’m not entirely sure these two are super close with one another.
Alison Valance: And their opponents…
{Lights out. Our Truth by Lacuna Coil begins to play as red lights begin to flash slowly before lights come up on the stage, now shrouded with thick red smoke. As the music swells, dim light begins to come up on the stage, now shrouded with blood red smoke as four silhouettes fade into view. As the guitar kicks in hard, the lights flash onto the stage revealing the six members of the Pack in full, gazing into the crowd and taking in their reaction - a cold glare from Maxine, an almost manic laugh from Dean, a nodding, savage grin from Caleb, a vibrant, bouncing energy from Brooklyn, a hard, intense smirk from Warren and a dark, gleaming gaze from Rowan as he spreads her arms wide as though welcoming the audience to a religious service. After a few seconds Dean walks towards the ring, the rest of the Pack following side by side. The surround the ring, also shrouded with red smoke, each one taking a corner and climbing onto the ropes gazing either at the audience or at their victims within, Finally, Brooklyn and Maxine both step inside the ring and take to their corner while the rest of The Pack steps back and to the side.}
Terri Morasco: Looks like they’re all here…
Alison Valance: Representing The Pack, at a combined weight of 362 pounds… IWF Women’s Champion BROOKLYN MADROX and MAXINE VALENTINE!
Vasco Dias: This is going to be savage, Terri. I can feel it in my gut. The tension between these two factions has been truly something horrifying to behold, but this is the first tag match where the women have shared the ring.
Terri Morasco: Faction politics aside, there’s a lot of bad blood between everyone in this ring. Three of these women faced one another in the Diamonds in the Rough tournament last year, And The Pack beat Freya’s old faction in The Spencer Family… this could get really vicious really quick.
DING!
{Freya and Maxine start in the ring, with Dawn and Brooklyn glaring at one another from ringside. Maxine throws herself at Freya like a freight train, plowing Freya to the ground with a huge Big Boot. Freya quickly rolls away, getting to her feet and trying to wear Maxine down with a series of hammering blows… but Maxine simply shrugs them off, lifting Freya into the air and pulling her into an early DON’T LOOK DOWN! Maxine places a firm boot on her chest for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!!
Freya kicks out, driving an elbow into Maxine’s ankle to knock her away.}
Terri Morasco: Freya immediately feeling the effects of Maxine’s size advantage.
Vasco Dias: Valentine is more than twice her size, Terri – it’s like trying to tear down a mountain with your bare hands!
{Freya rages at Maxine, throwing herself at the larger woman with reckless abandon, trying to do anything she can to bring Maxine off of her vertical base by attacking the legs and midsection while trying to keep herself from falling into another of Maxine’s deadly grappling assaults. Eventually she gets a break, throwing herself into a running double knee that lands directly into the side of Max’s knee, causing the woman to fall to a kneel. From there, Freya pulls herself up again and unleashes the same strike, this time to Maxine’s face, bringing her down onto her back. Finally, fired up, Freya goes for the top rope before throwing herself down onto Maxine with the ASCENSION! She goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!!
Maxine kicks out with authority, forcing up her shoulder with enough force to knock Freya away.}
Vasco Dias: Freya threw a lot into that offensive push, but I Maxine’s recovering quickly.
Terri Morasco: She has more in her arsenal yet…!
{Seething with frustration, Freya glances at Dawn’s outstretched hand… but opts instead to continue her own flurry, setting up for the LEVITICUS… but before she can land it, Maxine reaches up and grabs Freya by the face, forcing her fingers down her throat for the EATER OF SOULS!}
Vasco Dias: Oh, this could be it!
Terri Morasco: Eater of Souls in the center of the ring, it could be all over.
{Freya struggles against the hold, trying to bite down and strike Maxine’s wrists… but no amount of pain seems enough to dislodge the grip of the Behemoth of The Pack. However, before she has a chance to Tap Out, Dawn slides in to deliver a dropkick to the back of Maxine’s leg, breaking Max’s concentration and freeing her partner from the painful vice grip.}
Terri Morasco: And Dawn with the save!
Vasco Dias: Looks like she’s at least somewhat loyal to family and faction.
{Dawn and Freya rush back to their corner, where Dawn tags herself into the match. Maxine, hand bleeding slightly from Freya’s bites, follows suit, tagging in Brooklyn. Dawn and Brooklyn circle one another, staring eachother down as the crowd cheers in excitement at the rematch.}
Vasco Dias: Night of The Immortals all over again! Will it end the same way?
{Brooklyn laughs and readies herself to attack… but Dawn moves forward, grabbing Brooklyn by the arm and whipping her across the ring. The ref tries to get out of the way… but Freya grabs him by the leg, keeping him from moving and sending Brooklyn crashing into him! The ref goes down hard, bumping his head against the turnbuckle. Dawn smirks at Brooklyn as the Women’s Champion realizes what’s happened… and then Freya slides a chain to Halliwell’s feet!}
Terri Morasco: Look at that! I can’t believe…!
Vasco Dias: It’s exactly what Dawn said she’d do, Terri! This is war, and all’s fair in her mind!
{Brooklyn realizes with some dismay that she’s been positioned in such a way that Dawn is between her and her corner, and Dawn is now armed with a viciously swinging chain. Brooklyn tries to roll out of the ring, but Dawn is on top of her too fast, whipping the chain out with expert skill and wrapping it around her leg before wrenching her back. Brooklyn falls to the mat as she unwinds the metal from her leg, but she's too close to Dawn to get away in time. Dawn attacks Brooklyn savagely, inspiring Maxine to step into the ring to chase her away... but Freya blitzes across the ring and is right on top of her, throwing herself into Valentine to prevent her from saving her Packmate.}
Terri Morasco: This is madness! Someone has to stop this, the Age of Gods is on the rampage!
{Dawn wraps the chain around Brooklyn's throat, wrenching on it hard as the champion claws at her neck in hopes to get some give, but Dawn is having absolutely none of it. Brooklyn tries to fight back, but Dawn uses her positioning to keep herself away from Brooklyn's attempts at retaliation, all the while choking the life out of the women's champion. As Brooklyn starts to go limp, Freya barks out a warning that the referee is coming to his senses. Quickly, Dawn unwraps the chain from Brooklyn's throat, leaving the champion gasping for air like a fish as Dawn tosses the chain out of the ring... and goes to lock in the LIVING DEAD GIRL!}
Vasco Dias: This is brilliant! With her neck already damaged from the attack with the chain, there's no way that Brooklyn can break out of this!
Terri Morasco: She cheated, Vasco! She and her partner attacked the ref to cheat a win out of this!
{The ref is blearily asking Brooklyn if she wants to tap, but the Diamonds Champion is abjectly refusing, though fading fast in the middle of the ring... but before she gives in, Maxine breaks away from Freya long enough to knock Dawn away with a Big Boot, breaking the hold and knocking Dawn senseless. Freya returns the favor with a discuss clothesline to Maxine, knocking her to the ground before she can take Brooklyn back to their corner to tag Brooklyn out. Instead, Freya gets Dawn to their corner and tags herself in, running to the battered women's champion...}
Vasco Dias: Freya Vs. Brooklyn now, but Brooklyn might not be able to - WOAH!
{Dean Harper has grabbed onto Dawn's ankle and wrenched her to the outside, stepping back and letting Rowan MacDonnough lay into her with crippling blows to the head and torso, grim retribution for Dawn's underhanded tactics. Dawn laughs through it all, cackling at what she sees as an inevitable victory, but the laughter is cut short by a BALOR'S GAZE!}
Terri Morasco: WHERE IS THE REF??!
Vasco Dias: Focusing on the match! LOOK!
{Indeed, the ref didn't see The Pack's vengeance, instead entirely focused on Freya advancing to the broken-down Brooklyn and planting her with the LEVITICUS! She goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!}
Alison Valance: Here are your winners - THE AGE OF GODS!
Terri Morasco: What a sham! This match should have been thrown out!
Vasco Dias: Dawn did exactly what she promised to do, Terri, and her advance planning and strategic ruthlessness with her aunt won the Age of Gods a huge victory over The Pack tonight.
Terri Morasco: And I'm sure there'll be no consequences for this at all...
{Feel Invincible by Skillet plays as Freya gathers Dawn and helps her niece get to the entrance Ramp, the two women smirking as they back away from The Pack, their fists raised victoriously in the air.}
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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Rowan and Jayson Have a conversation
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Jayson Matthews: Tell me something. Why did you choose me? What do you want?!
{The camera finds him in a dark room, sitting on a chair in the darkness. Across from him is find a pair of golden eyes staring at him from the shadow.}
Rowan MacDonnough: I only want to set you free, Jayson.
Jayson Matthews: Free from what?
{He stands and walks towards the eyes, but they vanish like a phantom in the mist.}
Rowan MacDonnough: Look at you. Stumbling in shadow. Lost. Alone. Abandoned. I want to save you, Jayson. Teach you. It's why I chose you. Not to hurt you... but to enlighten you. Enlightenment is all I have ever hoped to share... but the learning of the most important truths is a most painful process.
Jayson Matthews: Stop with the riddles and tell me what you WANT!
{He whirls around, and finds Rowan standing directly behind him. He gasps in shock and stumbles back, almost fearing a violent strike... but none comes, even as he falls to the floor. Rowan steps to him, looming over him... and simply drops a sheet of paper in his lap, along with a few pictures.}
Jayson Matthews: What... what is this?
Rowan MacDonnough: Truth, Jayson. Hospital records from long ago. A gift to you, before I set you free. I only wanted to take you to have this talk with you. After this... you are free to go where you please and do what you wish... the shakles that bound you having been cast into the void.
{Jayson looks at the paper.}
Jayson Matthews: This is... these are...
Rowan MacDonnough: The hospital's file on the birth of one Jayson Matthews. Date and time of birth. You were a small child, easy for your mother to bear. The records show the signatures of both the mother... and the father. The pictures were for the hospital's records as well. The nurse on staff liked to take family photos for posterity.
{Jayson stares at them, trembling.}
Jayson Matthews: You... No, it's... you could have faked these...
Rowan MacDonnough: To what gain? I do not demand you join my thralls, or even the higher echelons of The Pack. I only free you. Give you the truths you need to break the cage that HE has bound you within. Such truths are painful, Jayson... but that pain is the only thing strong enough to shatter a cage of lies.
Jayson Matthews: But... but that means he's not... that he...
Rowan MacDonnough: Lied to you, yes. Lied to you to steal your devotion. To claim you for his own and latch you into a gilded cage. What you see before you, Jayson, is truth... you are no Son of God.
{Jayson crushes the paper in his hands, knuckles white and eyes screwed shut as his mouth contorts in anger as the camera zooms in for a closeup.}
Rowan MacDonnough: All that is left... is to choose what path to take.
{Jayson's eyes snap open, face an expression of rage... before the video cuts abruptly to black.}
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SINGLES MATCH
Redcap v Jayson Matthews
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{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.}
Terri Morasco: I’ve actually been looking forward to this match tonight, two men with very similar styles and technical backgrounds
Vasco Dias: They are a little too flippy floppy for my taste.
{The drum fill kicks in the door and the guitar riff of 311’s Perfect Mistake starts blasting over the PA system.}
“Listen Up!”
{The arena lights start changing from orange to black on the beat and Jayson Matthews comes bouncing from behind the curtain and head banging to the riff. He jams to the verse as he starts to walk down the ramp, slapping fives with as many fans as he can on either side. }
This is the next stage, we turn the page
We're gonna wreck a place when we take the stage
Roll up your sleeves, get down with me
It's going off in the pit like you wouldn't believe}
Allison Valance: Weighing in at 200 pounds, hailing from Detroit, Michigan…JAYSON MATTHEWS!
{Jayson stands at the end of the ramp and stares into the ring and he starts to bounce up and down and hypes himself up and as soon as the chorus hits he dives into the ring forward rolls onto his feet and runs over to the side opposite the ramp and leans over the ring holding out his arms. While the lights strobe orange and black.}
{“Ohhhhhhhhhh
See in it my eyes
Hold it in my hands
All those days that you wasted away
There was no one to blame
It's a perfect mistake
{He hops up on the turnbuckle and points to the crowd with his other hand. Thanking the fans for the cheers.}
Vasco Dias I still don’t understand how this man has became so beloved by the IWF fans. He wears Yellow for crying out loud
Terri Morasco: It’s his attitude, and improvement over many years that has made the fans recongnize his efforts
{Redcap and Jayson circle around each other, Jayson seems a little more eneregetic due to his natural while Redcap himself isn’t showing any emotion thru his mask, Jayson lunges forward for the lockup, but Redcap simply uses Matthews own energy against him, as he takes control of the arm, applying an arm-wringer, Jayson drops down to his back before kipping up and goes to get his training to switch positions but meets Redcaps leg and shin, who hits a stiff kick right to the chest of Matthews.}
Vasco Dias: I like this guy strategy. Jayson is known to be high energy, and usually The Redcap is as well, but instead of trying to see who can outpace the other, Redcap is taking control by slowing down the pace
{Jayson feels the sting of the kick, and out of instinct holds his chest, which allows Recap to use J-Mats lack of awareness against him, and flips him over with a snapmare before nailing a dropkick right to the head, Matthews rolls forward after the impact as Cap adjust his mask.}
Terri Morasco: The Redcap came in here with a plan, You could say he is the man with the plan.
Vasco Dias: That was a stupid saying Terri
{Jayson gets to his feet, as Redcap rests back against the turnbuckle, just studying Jayson’s movements and body language, seeing if he is frustrated or not. Jayson looks a little shook as he isn’t used to being matched or in this case outwrestled. Matthews emotion changes as he closes his eyes and takes a deep breathe to compose himself, however it proves to be a mistake as Redcap lunges forward and hits a dropkick that sends Jayson right into the corner.}
Terri Morasco: Jayson just can’t really get out of the gate, He might of expected this to be a contest where both would use there high motor and speed against one another, but it’s been the opposite
{Redcap hits a series of stiff forearm shots right to the face of Jayson, if it wasn’t for the turnbuckle, Jayson might legitimately be knocked out cold, Redcap picks up the pace besides the official warning him to allow Jayson out of the corner. Redcap adjust his mask as the official checks to make sure Matthews is indeed still able to defend himself.}
Vasco Dias: Just call it, This has been extremely one side from the beginning
Terri Morasco: You know even if he knocked out, Jayson isn’t going to give up
Vasco Dias: Of course not, because he is knocked out and unable to answer.
{The official asks Jayson if he is okay to continue as Redcap just leans against the opposing turnbuckle. Jayson makes the motion that he is okay to continue, as Redcap knowing jayson back is literally against a corner charges forward, but Jayson nails him with a vicious Superkick before crumpling to the mat.}
Vasco Dias There it is, the move that we see in every match, but I will give the kid credit, that might have been the hardest hitting one we’ve seen tonight.
Terri Morasco: Yes, maybe but we still have Spike Kane and Andrew Jacobsen to battle it out.
{Jayson tries to pull himself up, but the rapid succession of damage he’s taken early in the match has winded him despite the match still being early on. Redcap is already showing signs of movement, but that Superkick might of just jolted the momentum that Cap has built to a screeching halt. Both men get up as Redcap is still feeling that super kick, Jayson then quickly yanks him down and applies a armbar, But Redcap has studies that attack and rolls to his stomach, but Matthews jerks his legs up and then drives both his knees, right into the soft tissue of Redcaps inner elbow.}
Vasco Dias: I like that, work the arm, maybe we need to see the tried and true Arm-bar!
{Jayson grabs the arm, and tilts his body, slamming the arm down to the mat once more. Redcap manages to swing his leg around and nail Jayson in the side of the head with a kick, as Redcap rolls forward to his feet, and shakes his arm before hitting the far side ropes, he charges in with another forearm since that worked for him earier in the match, but Jayson leaps up, wrapping his legs around the incoming arm and flips Cap over to the mat with a modified Frankensteiner before grabbing the arm with his legs wrapped around it and applies a Cross Arm Breaker, which causes Redcap for the first time in this match to make a sound as he yelps at the pain being admitted by the hold.}
Vasco Dias: ARMBAR The greatest hold in professional wrestling this side of the Bearhug.
Terri Morasco: I bet this is a dream coming true
{Jayson is wrenching on the hold, seemingly focused on securing a submission victory, Redcap reaches out with his leg for the bottom rope but is nowhere near it. Jayson pulls himself up, then gets ready to set back down to snap the arm, but Redcap manages to catch him and roll him over, breaking the submission hold while locking in a pin.
One….
Two…
Jayson finally releases the arm, so he doesn’t take the pin fall. Redcap tries shaking his arm to get the feeling, Jayson comes in but Redcap gets behind him, and takes Jason down with a Sleeper Slam, but the effects of the cross arm breaker have him unable to make a cover.}
Terri Morasco: Both men are feeling the effects, and when you’re battling an opponent who is also fighting for points in the Heir to the Throne, every moment counts!
{Redcap is up to a single knee as Jayson lies motionless on the mat. Redcap continues to shake his arm, trying to regain full motion in it, as Jayson finally begins to stir just a bit. The being known as Redcap runs off the ropes, springboards and rotates his body, before stretching outwards hitting a beautiful springboard European Uppercut, but he yelps and crumbles as Jayson is shot out of the ring, as he used the same arm Jayson had been working on.}
Vasco Dias: If Redcap wasn’t so intent on flying, maybe he wouldn’t of used the same arm that has taken damage.
Terri Morasco: But I truly believe Matthews took the greater damage of the two!
{Jayson lies on the floor, as Redcap is seriously favoring his arm by this point, He kneels and massages his arm, as Jayson is laying spread eagle on the ringside mats. The former Invictus Champion tries to pull himself up, but the striking ability of his opponent has him counting stars. Redcap hits the far side ropes, then rushes towards the side of the ring where Matthews is stirring.}
Terri Morasco: Redcap looking to fly!
Vasco Dias: No! No! No! Don’t be stupid and do something like this, pull him back in the ring, target those ligiments!
{Redcap dives directly thru the middle rope and connects with Jayson hitting a amazing Tope Suicide Dive. Redcap immediately pulls Jayson back up and rolls him into the ring before pulling himself up onto the apron, He waits for Jayson to get up, as he grabs the ropes, and springs himself up, but stumbles as he doesn’t have the strength to propel himself, He smacks his arm and tries again, this time slingshotting to the top rope and then balancing himself and diving off!}
Vasco Dias: How many times do I need to say it, No Flips and flying, Just keep it simple and you will be taking down the walking banana in no time!
{Jayson leaps up and catches Redcap in mid-air driving his knees directly into the chest with AUTHORITY with the Rib-Kracker! Jayson jackknifes Redcap shoulder to the mat
One!!!
Two!!!
By the hair of Odin’s Beard Redcap kicks out, much to the amazement of everyone.}
This Is Awesome!
This is Awesome!
{Jayson is still reeling from the heavy hitting offense of Redcap and is just in shock that Redcap managed to kick out of such a heavy version of a move that won him countless matches. Jayson pulls Redcap up who is trying to gasp for breathe despite his superhuman cardio, as Jayson harnesses the spirit of Spike Kane’s deceased brother and nails a Spinning Backfist. Redcap falls to a knee as Jayson hits the ropes and leaps and spin and extends his leg for the Jayson Matthews experience but Redcap ducks and gets behind Jayson before taking him down the rabbit hole with the White Rabbit, rolling him into a tight pin.}
Vasco Dias: A simple victory roll would be enough, but that version of it, does give it some extra impact
Terri Morasco: Sure that wasn’t too flippy for you?
{One!!!
Redcap is gripping both of Jayson legs, who is squirming to get out, but it looks to be no use.
Two!!!
Redcap arm gives out, and Jayson is able to break free just before the official hand hits the mat.}
Terri Morasco: Redcap arm gave out!
Vasco Dias: He would have had it, Jayson wasn’t going to be able to escape!
{Redcap knew he would have had this one, if his arm could of just held together just a little bit longer. Redcap feeing the desperation knowing that Jayson has done some credible damage to his arm, knows he needs to finish this, as he looks towards the turnbuckle, but Jayson is already making his way to a knee ruling the possibility of Beltain Bomb to be not possible, He hits the ropes, as Jayson gets to both knees, but is nearly decapitated by Redcap with a Penalty Kick! The force sends Jayson flying as Redcap stumbles into the cover!
One!!!
Two!!!
Jayson foot draps to the bottom rope, breaking the pin, maybe by pure luck, as he lies motionless on the ground.}
Vasco Dias: Dammit, I truly believed it was over!
{Redcap gets up and positions Jayson close to the turnbuckle but where there will be no rope break, as he climbs to the top rope with his back facing away from Matthews. You know exactly what he is looking for as the crowd climbs to there feet!}
Terri Morasco: If he hits this, no amount of heart is going to allow Jayson to survive this!
{Before Cap can even leap off with his awesome finisher, Jayson nails a dropkick to the legs, coming out of nowhere as Redcap falls to the top rope, but his feet get tangled, causing him to get strandled on a island, as Jayson pulls himself to the apron before climbing up to the top rope, Jayson tries for a Sunset Flip powerbomb off the top rope, but Redcap fights that, He nails some more of those infamous forearms of his, as Jayson begins to lose his balance, but Jayson hits a headbutt right to the arm to fight back, followed by a Forearm that nearly knocks Jayson to the floor, but Jayson nails another headbutt to the arm, knocking Redcap backwards!}
Vasco Dias: Those are some heavy strikes!
{Jayson regains his balance and leaps over Red and drives him down with a Sunset Flip Powerbomb but Redcap rolls thru into a cover!
One!!!
Two!!!
Three!!
NO!!
Jayson wraps his legs around the head of Redcap pulling him back, into a pin of his own!
One!!!
Redcap breaks away, moving back and hitting the ropes, rebounding off to try to continue the offense... but Jayson intercepts, going low and pulling Redcap into the RIBKRAKER! Jayson covers!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
Alison Valance: Here is your winner... Jayson MATTHEWS!!!
Terri Morasco: Jayson did it! He pulled out the victory and gained himself points in the Heir to the Throne!
Vasco Dias: Still a great effort from Redcap, and it’s still early, He can gain ground by fighting another day.
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VIDEO SEGMENT
What About Bob?
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{We are treated to footage from the Apocalypse Match. Bob Pooler is standing outside of the ring. The visual looks surreal, like a dream. Pooler seems to be in a panic as if he’s re-lived this moment a thousand times. Two claws come from underneath the ring. Nails dig into flesh. Bob lets out a scream before he is drug beneath the ring and enters darkness…}
The Oracle: You abandoned us, brother…
{A chilly voice speaks from within the darkness.}
The Oracle: Betrayed our Lord God. You doubted his power and ignorantly did not fear his wrath.
{The painted bearded face of the long haired Oracle suddenly appeared before you. His blood soaked talon reaching out.}
The Oracle: You’re pompous. Arrogant. And worst of all fearless. You will learn to fear again. You will learn that the Lord God is all powerful. You will learn obedience.
{Bob Pooler slumps forward from the dark, his wrists chained above his head, his bare chest red with welts.}
Bob Pooler: *SPITS*
{The Oracle wipes the residue of Pooler’s mouth from his face with a sinister grin.}
The Oracle: Your willpower will fade in time like tear drops in the rain…
{The Oracle’s hot breath is against the cheek of Bob Pooler who looks away in defiance.}
The Oracle: You will bow your head to the Lord God. You will repent. You will obey. And once you come home again… He will have your wife as his own… We ALL will… With your blessing.
{Pooler lunges forward but he can only move a fraction of an inch before the chains pull him back into place. The Oracle as he slowly slinks back into the shadows.}
The Oracle: PRAISE HIM! For your suffering will be your salvation...
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IWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Spike Kane v Andrew Jacobsen
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Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is for the IWF World Championship!
{The crowd all cheer, and rise to their feet.}
Alison Valance: This will be a singles match schedules for….one fall! With a time limit of sixty minutes…
{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.}
Terri Morasco: Former Imperial champion, and new hall of fame inductee Andrew Jacobsen is out here to try and get that championship back.
Vasco Dias: It’s unfair Terri. Spike went through hell during the Apocalypse match and now he has to defend his title against his hardest competition?
Terri Morasco: Somewhere in there, was a compliment to Jacobsen.
{The crowd grow silent as the lights go out, monks chanting can be heard, as the chanting gets louder the stage area starts to fill with smoke. Suddenly, and abruptly as the drums and guitars kick in a pyro explodes around the stage.}
“BROTHERS! MY BROTHERS!
Is this all what we are?
SISTERS! MY SISTERS!
We’ve been crushed by the fists of GOD!!!”
{On the word God another pyro explodes either side of the rampway as Spike Kane appears through the smoke, to a growing roar from the crowdt. He stands with his arms outstretched, fists balled up soaking in the reaction from the crowd. After a few seconds he simply heads right to the ring, rolling under the bottom rope and standing right in the center of the ring, extending his arms once more, before the lights fade to normal and the music fades.}
Vasco Dias: Bow down Terri! Bow down!
Terri Morasco: The effects of the Apocalypse match are certainly clear to-
Vasco Dias: BOW DOWN!
{The referee checks over both competitors, before taking the World Championship from Spike and holding it up in the air. Spike walks from his corner and stands next to him, Andrew does the same. As the noise from the crowd rises, Spike extends his hand towards Andrew. Jacobsen looks at the hand, then at Spike, then back at the hand before smiling, pointing to his head and backing into his corner. Spike lowers his head and pops his tongue into his cheek before nodding and heading back to his corner.}
Vasco Dias: Andrew Jacobsen is a horrible person! Spike wanted to shake his hand, a show of sportsmanship but he spurned it!
Terri Morasco: I love how deluded you are. This match is deeply personal Vasco, you shouldn’t need reminding of that.
{The referee calls for the bell and Spike explodes out of the corner and lunges at Jacobsen before the former Young Gun can even react. The Blood God clotheslines Jacobsen into the turnbuckle and begins unloading on him with wild strikes, before Andrew falls down back into the turnbuckle. Spike begins to stomp a mudhole into the man who recently held the Imperial, now World, Championship himself, before he pulls himself away and heads towards the middle of the ring, he turns back to face Andrew and charges towards the corner, flipping into a cannonball but Andrew grabs the ropes and desperately pulls himself out of the way!}
Vasco Dias: Oh damn, these two know each other so well
Teri Morasco: They do that Dias. IWF’s Rivalry of the Year 2017.
{On the outside of the ring, the crowd seem firmly behind Jacobsen shouting words of encouragement to Andrew, who seems a little shellshocked from the outburst from Spike. Kane is feeling a little worse for wear after colliding with the turnbuckle but is slowly getting back to his feet. Andrew turns to ready himself as the figurative bull charges again, as Spike swings, Andrew ducks underneath and all but clotheslines Spike into some kind of slingshot backbreaker taking the champion down hard! Spike arches in pain and Jacobsen moves with a fluidity of a trained professional as he transitions into an STF, trying to lock it in quickly on the current champion!}
Terri Morassco: Andrew Jacobsen’s technical ability on display.
Vasco Dias: He can’t expect Spike to tap early.
{As the crowd rises to a crescendo with Andrew almost having the hold locked in, Spike roars out loud grabbing Andrews hand trying to break the hold, pulling Andrew in, before slamming his own head backwards into the face of Andrew Jacobsen colliding with the nose of the Northstar! An audible “pop” sound is heard as Andrew breaks the hold immediately and rolls away holding his face. Spike rolls to the corner and takes several deep breaths, before we hear a huge crowd reaction a Andrew pulls his hand away from his face only to reveal blood gushing from his nose. For the slightest second Spike seems to hesitate, as if he didn’t actually mean to do it, but the look of fire and determination on Andrews face seems to wipe it away as the two meet in the center of the ring and begin to slap each other across the chest with huge, hard, knife edge chops.}
Vasco Dias: These chops are echoing through the arena!
{The two men seem eager to chop each other to oblivion before Andrew sends an overly hard one to Spike knocking him backwards, Spike staggers to the ropes, and on the rebound he lunges for the BLOODY SUNDAY just as Andrew goes for the LIGHTS OUT! BOTH MEN CONNECT!!!! What an amazing sight! Both feet connect to the faces of both men, and they both hit the ground like a sack of potatoes, the referee is standing in the center of the ring, and he isn’t quite sure what to do, but he begins the ten count regardless…...ONE! ….TWO!.......THREE!! ….the crowd are chanting along, but cheering like mad, trying to will Andrew and Spike back to their feet, the blood now soaking the ring as his Andrew lays there.}
Terri Morasco: I think his nose might be broken...
Vasco Dias: There isn’t anything I’ve had the honor of calling, as intense as these two men.
{FOUR! …….FIVE! ….Both men begin to stir…...SIX! …….SEVEN! …...EIGHT!!! ….it almost doesn’t look like they are going to make it to their feet in time, when Spike springs to life and grabs Jacobsen, locking him in the ALL HOPE IS LOST! He wrenches as hard as he can, the blood pouring from Jacobsen’s nose, now covering most of his face and Spike’s forearms too. Andrew reaches out for the ropes, shouting out in agony.}
Vasco Dias: This could be it!
{Spike snarls as he wrenches the hold, screaming at Andrew to tap. Andrew shouts in agony, but uses the momentary distraction to completely roll over Spike and grab the ropes. The referee comes over and tells Spike to break the hold, but he doesn’t, he grabs Spike’s arms and starts shouting in his face….ONE! ….TWO! ….THREE! ….FOUR! ...Spike breaks the hold, rolling away and holding his arms up}
Terri Morasco: I swear Vasco, this too could kill each other.
Vasco Dias: Two men who will forever be remembered in this sport.
{Spike pushes Andrew off of him, and gets up, the ref shouting at him, before turning to Andrew to ask if he’s okay, Andrew stares daggers at Spike, but Spike glares right back at him and mouths “I have til five” before a loud noise from the crowd gets his attention..}
Vasco Dias: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?
{As Spike turns around Dean Harper slides into the ring, having come through the crowd. He doesn’t even hesitate as he charges at Spike and clocks him with his joker in the pack briefcase with such momentum that it takes them both down, the referee turns to see and immediately calls for the bell. Dean rolls to mount Spike and begins to rain down punches, the crowd are booing wildly.}
Terri Morasco: Dean Harper has just caused a disqualification in this match!
Vasco Dias: This is insane! He just attacked the world champion! Is he cashing in!?
{Andrew gets to his feet and drags Dean off of Spike, the two begin to shout in each others face, before Harper kicks Andrew right in the nuts, grabbing the briefcase and cracking it over his head too. Dean stands over them both, the joker in the pack briefcase in his hands…..he hesitates, as the referee is trying to ask him if he’s cashing in.}
Terri Morasco: You might be right Vasco, we could have ourselves a new world champion right here!
Vasco Dias: No. No! NO! NO NO NO NO!
{Dean smirks as he looks down at Spike, he leans right down and places the briefcase right next to Spike’s face before whispering something into his ear, he then makes an overexageration of petting Spike on the head, before taking his briefcase and sliding out of the ring, laughing all the while.}
Terri Morasco: What a terrible end to a great match.
Vasco Dias: The crowd were loving it Terri, but Dean Harper had other thoughts, and almost cashed in the Joker in the Pack.
{Dean slowly backs up the ramp, and the camera pans between him and the two superstars down inside the ring, before focusing on Dean, the briefcase in hand, smirking.}
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Well howdy there pardner.