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Post by Jess Fowler on Jul 11, 2018 1:40:48 GMT
Monday Night Sacrifice
Open Fight Night Monday, July 9, 2018 Spokane Veterans Memorial Coliseum, Spokane, Washington ------------------------------------IN-RING SEGMENT
Announcement of the #1 contender for Men’s World Title
------------------------------------ {the camera comes on to facing the announcers table with Vasco and Terri smiling at the camera.}
Terri Morasco: Welcome to Monday Night Sacrifice, open night night. Vasco Dias: We have a special show planned for you tonight. But first there’s an announcement… {The camera pans where Roberto Verona and Cable Arcane are standing in the ring with mic’s in their hands. A table in the center of the ring with pens. The fans are cheering, clearly excited about what is going to happen. Roberto puts a finger up.}
Roberto Verona: Here we are at the half way mark between our last pay per view and Lineage— {the crowd cheers loudly}
Cable Arcane: And we always want to make our pay per views the best they can be. Give our champions the challenges they need. Tonight we announce the main event of that show. Roberto Verona: Spike Kane, The current World Champion… {”Crushed” by parkway drive plays as Spike walks down to the ring}
Cable Arcane: The most decorated member of our company in the five years we’ve been here. A hall of famer. Winner of the 2018 roulette. {Spike Kane smirks}
Spike Kane: So who is my next victim? Roberot Verona: Well… {“The howling” by Within Temptation hits the PA. Spike looks at Roberto and Cable, seething. He moves to look at the ramp to see Dean standing in just outside the ring.}
Spike Kane: The fuck is he doing here? {Dean casually walks into the ring.}
Dean Harper: I was told to be here. {Spike Glares at Cable and Roberto.}
Roberto Verona: Dean Harper, Joker in the Pack, is the number one contender and will be facing Spike Kane for the World Title. {The crowd loses their minds cheering while Spike seethe and Dean leans against the ropes.}
Dean Harper: I don’t recall saying I was cashing in… Roberto Verona: This pissing contest between you and the Age of God’s ends. We are giving you this match at Lineage. You want to hold on to the briefcase? Fine. Cable Arcane: If you or your cult interfere in any of Spike’s matches you lose the briefcase, understood? Spike if you touch Dean between now and then you forfit the title, we clear? Dean Harper: Do I get to pick the kind of match? Roberto Verona: No- Spike Kane: Name it. {Dean grins.}
Dean Harper: I want Dragon’s Den. The last one was a little lackluster, don’t you think, Pet? {The crowd loses their shit cheering, chanting ‘HOLY SHIT’. Roberto and Cable are shaking their heads no but Spike steps up into Dean’s face.}
Spike Kane: There’s no better place to put you down. Dean Harper: Couldn’t agree more. {Spike steps back and sighs the papers. Dean goes and signs it after him.}
------------------------------------ SEGMENTWhat About Bob....?------------------------------------ {The chilled breath of Bob Pooler is clearly visibly as his tattered from is still chained to the ancient wall in the basement beneath God's Chapel. With weary eyes he peers into the darkness, the strength to try and escape has left him. }Oracle: Do you see now how your frail human form fails? You could have been greatness. You could have been a vessel. You could have been GREATNESS! A GOD among men. But look at you Robert. Look at what you've become. { The Oracle suddenly appears from the dark. His pale phantasm like face smiling in the darkness. }Oracle: Cattle. { The Oracle ignites a cattle prod right next to the face of Bob Pooler. The sparks cause him to flinch and move as the Oracle just grins. }Oracle: A cow being lead to a slaughter. That is what you've become. Honestly, I'm jealous. I wasn't chosen to be a vessel. My mission isn't one of greatness and glory like your's would have been. I am simply the eyes of God. I see what can be, what will be. I see you surrounded by glory... At the side of God... I also see you bleeding out in the center of the ring, cast out, wondering where it all went wrong. { Pooler sneers as the Oracle drags the cattle prod down the side of his face. }Oracle: You could have been so much more than what you are but this is what you chose. You chose to be cattle. So you will be food for the immortals. { Oracle ignites the cattle prod again, just inches from the face of Pooler but this time Pooler doesn't flinch, he just glares with hatred into the eyes of the Oracle. }Oracle: Too brave for your own good... { The Oracle lowers the cattle prod. He regards Bob for a moment with a smile before reaching over his head and unlocking the chains that hold him. Bob drops to his knees. }Oracle: Be free little cow. Free to room the green grass again until death comes calling. { Pooler looks up from the ground with a look of pure determination. } Oracle: Oh... You wish to fight still? Your willpower hasn't been broken? It will be. Bob Pooler: We'll see. { Bob slowly pushes himself up to his feet and is right in the face of the Oracle. }Bob Pooler: You'll see. { Bob brushes past the Oracle, visibly limping from over two weeks as a hostage. The Oracle simple watches him as he raises the cattle prod. }Oracle: Run. Run little cow. Run right to your death. { The Oracle ignites the cattle prod again as we fade to black. }------------------------------------ SINGLES MATCH
Todd Williams v Roberto Verona
------------------------------------{Roberto goes for Todd as soon as the bell rings hitting him with a running knee to the face. He grabs Todd and doesn’t let him get away from him putting him through his paces. Roberto is clearly showing Todd his feels. Roberto hits him with a IDES OF MARCH before pinning Todd.} ------------------------------------BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Andrew asked about his feelings on the match last week------------------------------------{We go to the back with Maria Iniesta and Andrew Jacobsen. Andrew looks visibly annoyed, and Maria fidgets, a little uncomfortable as she speaks.}
Maria Iniesta: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time, Andrew Jacobsen. Andrew, last week you were involved in a heated match for the IWF World Championship against Spike Kane. Dean Harper interfered in that match and—
{Andrew cuts Maria off, eye twitching slightly.}
Andrew Jacobsen: Dean Harper interfered and cost me a chance to be World Champion. Three times in the last three months, he's cost me a chance to be World Champion. The Roulette. Joker in the Pack. Now this. If I didn't know better, and...
{Andrew laughs slightly, though there's no humor behind it.}
Andrew Jacobsen: ...maybe I don't know better, I'd say he was trying to get my attention. Are you going to ask how I feel about it, Maria?
Maria Iniesta: ...well, that's been the question on everyone's mind. You haven't said anything on social media, and since you weren't scheduled to have a match this week, we haven't heard from you about it.
Andrew Jacobsen: Right. You want to know how I feel? I feel frustrated. I feel stalled out. I feel angry. I feel like the Pack and the Age of Gods are running absolutely roughshod over this company, and we can't get our acts together long enough to do anything about it. There's only so much a man can endure before he snaps, and even though I am unbreakable, I'm only mortal. I can't fight a war alone.
{Andrew begins to pace slightly, words increasing in speed and intensity as he gestures with his hands.}
Andrew Jacobsen: Cable Arcane and Roberto Verona are flailing at the problem like a couple of suits instead of the former World Champions and Hall of Famers they are, Xavier Cross is getting the ever-loving crap beat out of him by Jason Sandman, Mike Laszlo has disappeared back up his own ass to the shock of nobody...every time. Every time a group like the House of Howlett or the Age of Gods or the Pack rises up, we can't break them from the outside, we have to wait for them to shatter from within, and I'm sick of it. I'm sick of the fate of this company being out of our control. Even when we can get our acts together, it's not for long enough.
{Andrew pauses, cracking his neck, and looks off-camera.}
Andrew Jacobsen: As a matter of fact, I think I need to go have a conversation about team solidarity...excuse me.
{With that, Andrew walks off, a glare in his eyes as Maria watches his exit}------------------------------------
SEGMENTA Big Gamble
------------------------------------ {As Nighthawk sits on an anvil case waiting for his match to begin, Maria Iniesta approaches the "Wrestling Machine" with a smile on her face only to have that smile erased when she sees the look of determination on his face.}Nighthawk: "Tonight, i go into battle against an opponent I have never bested man-to-man. Tonight, I believe I can beat him. I believe in this so strongly that I am willing to make this added stipulation. If I cannot beat Spike Kane, tonight, I will not take a World title shot for as long as Spike is champion. That, Maria, is confidence. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get ready." ------------------------------------ SINGLES MATCHEthan King v Steve Awesome ------------------------------------
{The match ends up being something of a siege, with both wrestlers playing very careful tactics as they try to get the better of one another. Steve’s willingness to cheat, and blatantly, proves to be something of a challenge for Ethan to overcome. However, Ethan’s ring awareness and profound understanding of underhanded tactics allow him to interpose himself between Steve’s and the ref to keep the rest from seeing Steve cheating, thus preventing disqualification. Ethan combines this cock blocking with a constant stream of talents and insults levied in Steve’s direction, that eventually leads to Steve being so overcome with anger that he seems to throw his previous strategies to the wind. Ethan swiftly and brutally capitalizes on this, taking advantage of Steve’s anger to pull him into a trap, finishing the match with a BARE YOUR THROAT that is swiftly combo’d into a BEND THE KNEE for a pinfall victory.} ------------------------------------BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Crystal has Somethings to Say
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{We find ourselves in the backstage area and it is there where we are able to see Crystal Hilton changing into her ring gear. She offers a very long sigh as she shakes her head and gazes right into the heart of the camera.}
Crystal Hilton: Hello everybody… This is Crystal Hilton or at least that is who I think I am this week. I have been doing a lot of soul searching and when it comes to the like of the Best Friends Club I am here to tell the likes of Ciara that I am sorry,
{Crystal just shakes her head as she keeps her eyes locked on the camera.}
Crystal Hilton: I just want to apologize for not being the leader that I was called to be. When the group formed I was truly only thinking about myself. I didn’t really plan on anything besides trying to put a title around my waist. It was selfish and very self centered and when it came time to the Dark Reigns match I truly wanted to find myself. I never meant to disrespect the two of you. I never meant to do anything of the sort. I just wanted to figure out who I am as a person and it gets hard when you live a facade of a life.
{Crystal just shakes her head as she continues to speak.}
Crystal Hilton: To be honest I feel like it’s a burden being me sometimes. Everybody expects me to be this big Prima Donna. They expect me to steal the spotlight and to carry on this persona but the more and more I find myself trying to keep that image up. The more I am figuring out that isn’t who I am as a person. It’s been a while since I was able to find my focus and I just want my true self to shine through. I love having my friends and even though Charity won’t answer my phone calls. Ciara I will be right by your side. I will have your back. You can depend on me, I just need a little makeover… A makeover where I can shine through with the way I was meant to shine through.
{Crystal cracks a wide grin as she showcases that she is wearing a pair of Mega Man inspired tights, along with a Cyan Blue top. She cracks a wide grin as she speaks some more.}
Crystal Hilton: So from this point on the woman that was formerly Crystal Hilton is officially dead. Tonight will be the very last night that you will see her wrestle. I am tired of burning bridges. I am tired of having to keep up an image, and I am tired of having to put on a facade for work while I go home and act a totally different way. When I first entered the wrestling business. Women’s Wrestling wasn’t a thing. I was stuck as a valet for my husband at the time and I doubled as an interviewer getting bullied every night. It’s time to go back to the basics and become the woman that made me into who I am to begin with. Starting next week Christina Rose will be taking my place. My first and middle name combined. I am tired of being a let down to about everyone.
{Crystal cracks an evil grin as she continues to speak.}
Crystal Hilton: Sometimes a makeover is needed to really be focused on what you wish to accomplish and that’s what I am going for. My true self will emerge through.. No more playing games well except for the ones that I shall be playing as I toy around with all of my opponents. I plan to ddt everyone straight into the mat and Ciara can count on me. I will let someone who changed everything she was doing just to stand by my side. She gave up a lot to be there for me and now it’s time to do the same for her. The real question is you Charity.
{Crystal smirks as she speaks some more.}
Christina Rose: Will you stand with us or would you prefer to go off and do your own thing. One thing I know I am ready to personally absorb the rest of the competition. It’s time to get back on track, and I don’t care if I have to jump through these hurdles like it’s a platformer, but I am the best platformer there is. I am Christina Rose and nothing will ever stop this rose from blossoming. POW POW… I am charging my mega buster up… It’s time to take you all down. One stupid cunt at a time… See you soon…
------------------------------------SINGLES MATCHSpike Kane v Nighthawk
------------------------------------Alison Valance: The following match is for one fall!
Terri Morasco: This is a bit of a grudge match here. Nighthawk and Spike Kane have been going back and forth for a while now.
Vasco Dias: Spike made this challenge. One has to wonder if he meant what he said leading up to this match and give Nighthawk the chance to get respect.
Terri Morasco: It’s anyone’s guess at this point.
{ 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: From Chicago, Illinois weighing in at 185 pounds… NIGHTHAWK!
Terri Morasco: Nighthawk looks pumped tonight, don’t you think?
Vasco Dias: He looks stone faced. He always looks stone faced. Man’s half a robot.
Terri Morasco: That isn’t fair Vasco.
Vasco Dias: who said anything about fair? The man doesn’t emote.
{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 crowd. 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.}
Alison Valance: from Boston, Massicutates weighing in at 245 pounds, the current World title champion, Blood God… SPIKE KANE!
Vasco Dias: Yes! Look at that crowd reaction? No matter what happens he always gets a reaction
Terri Morasco: considering the events from earlier tonight I’m not surprised. But the crowd also likes Nighthawk.
Vasco Dias: they are just excited to see these tow go at each other’s throats again. Let’s be honest.
{Spike and Nighthawk stand across the ring from one another. Both men look tensed, ready to go as soon as the bell rings.}
Terri Morasco: You can feel the tension even from here.
Vasco Dias: The long history between them isn’t going to just disappear.
{As soon as the bell rings Spike launches across the ring and hits Nighthawk with a Pele Kick knocking Nighthawk down to the mat. Nighthawk gets up and Spike hits him with a Fishermans Suplex.}
Terri Morasco: Strong opening from Spike here.
Vasco Dias: He’s not called the blood God for nothing.
{Spike bares waits for Nighthawk to get back up before hitting him with a Front Dropkick. He stands above Nighthawk, clearly telling him to get back up.}
Terri Morasco: Is spike trying to motivate Nighthawk?
Vasco Dias: …no?
Terri Morasco: It certainly looks that way.
{Nighthawk get back up and Spike hits him with a Bloody Sunday.}
Terri Morasco: Ouch.
Vasco Dias: He might…maybe… be trying to bring the best out of Nighthawk here but he isn’t giving him anything easy.
{Spike goes for the pin
1
2
KICK OUT!}
Terri Morasco: That was close.
Vasco Dias: Extremely close.
{Spike laughs in a good natured sort of way getting up and giving the wrestling machine a chance to get up. Spike seems to be taken the moment for himself, taking a couple breathes.}
Terri Morasco: Is Spike alright?
Vasco Dias: The apocalypse match took a lot out of him. He had a whole match with Andrew Jacobsen and was attacked by Dean Harper. The man is a living legend. If he needs a moment let him have it.
{Nighthawk stands, gives Spike a moment, when he nods they go at each other again. The grapple but Nighthawk gets the advantage and does a Snap Suplex.}
Terri Morasco: Nighthawk has gained the upper hand.
Vasco Dias: Who knows how long that will last?
{Nighthawk hits Spike with a European Uppercut. Spike staggers back and Nighthawk goes for a Enzuigiri knocking Spike to the mat.}
Vasco Dias: Nighthawk has something in mind here, you can see the wheels turning.
Terri Morasco: Nighthawk keeping his advantage but maybe something else as well.
{Nighthawk goes down to where spike is on the mat and goes for an STF locking in the hold.}
Terri Morasco: Is Nighthawk trying to get Spike Kane to tap out?
Vasco Dias: They’ve had some intense history in the past. I would not be surprised if he tried.
{Spike struggles against the hold, bending slightly and slipping out of the hold. Nighthawk backs off and goes for a Concussion On Demand. He waits for Spike to get back up and superkicks him.}
Terri Morasco: Nighthawk hammer his point home here.
Vasco Dias: He’s wanting to make sure things end in his favor.
{Nighthawk hits Spike with an Orange Crush Bomb.}
Terri Morasco: That’s Nighthawk’s finisher! Could this be it?
Vasco Dias: It can’t be. There is no way in this world or the next.
{Nighthawk goes for the pin
1
2
3!!!}
Alison Valance: And your winner… NIGHTHAWK!
Vasco Dias: I… I don’t believe it.
Terri Morasco: Nighthawk beat Spike Kane!
Vasco Dias: I just… I am so confused right now.
{Nighthawk looks kind of shocked, looking around. As he stands up Spike Kane seems to be struggling to sit up. Medical comes down to check on him but no sign is given that he is injured.}
Terri Morasco: Seems Spike is just as in shock as the rest of us.
Vasco Dias: Maybe.
{Nighthawk checks that spike is okay before allowing his arm to be raised in the air as his music plays.}
------------------------------------BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Warren offers support to Jayson before the match
------------------------------------ {Jayson is sitting in the locker room getting his gear on. Warren Kane walks into the frame with something behind his back.}
Warren Kane: Hey.
{Jayson turns around to look at Warren.}
Jayson Matthews: Hey.
Warren Kane: I got you something.
Jayson Matthews: Yeah? What’d you get me?
{Warren brings plate forward with a banana sandwich sitting on it. Jayson looks at the sandwich and smiles. He takes the plate, sitting down on the bench.}
Jayson Matthews: …Thank you.
Warren Kane: You’re welcome. We’re family now. We’re here for each other.
{Jayson seems to consider it for a moment.}
Warren Kane: If you want us to be, anyways. No matter what.
Jayson Matthews: …Thank you.
Warren Kane: Anytime.
{Warren pats Jayson on the back.}
Warren Kane: Good luck out there.
{Warren leaves the locker room. Jayson looks down at the sandwich before taking a bite out of it.}
------------------------------------SINGLES MATCHJayson Matthews v James Gilmore
------------------------------------Allison Valance: The following match is scheduled for one fall!
Terri Morasco: In this match we have two men competing for Heir to the Throne points.
Vasco Dias: I don’t imagine this match is going to be long.
{ 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, headbanging to the classic speed metal tune, before posing to the crowd and walking down to the ring. }
Allison Valance: Weighing in at 205 pounds, hailing from Corpus Christi, TX…JAMES GILMORE!
Vasco Dias: Does it seem right that Gilmore is tied for most points for Heir to the Throne?
Terri Morasco: Aren’t you always the one saying it’s an acceptable way to win?
{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: Jayson Mathews, son of God.
Terri Morasco: If what Rowan said last week is true…
Vasco Dias: We are all God’s children in a way, Terri.
Terri Morasco: But he isn’t.
{As soon as the bell rings Jayson shoots out of his corner and hits Gilmore with a spinning wheel kick knocking him to the mat. Jayson waits for Gilmore to get up before hitting him with a hurricanranna.}
Vasco Dias: Jayson going for Gilmore’s blood here.
Terri Morasco: A very strong opening.
{Jayson goes for the pin
1
2
KICKOUT!}
Vasco Dias: That’s got to be closer than Gilmore wanted.
Terri Morasco: Gilmore is up on points right now. It would be in his interest to keep that advantage.
{Gilmore goes for a suplex on Jayson toss him down to the mat. He moves back, waiting for Jayson to get back up before going for a running Spear into the corner with mounted punches thrown in.}
Terri Morasco: Gilmore’s back in this!
Vasco Dias: I wouldn’t hold your breath, Terri.
{The ref separates the two, having Gilmore move back as Jayson stands up.}
Vasco Dias: I’d be prepared for some real pain coming Gilmore’s way as soon as Jayson’s on his feet.
Terri Morasco: Gilmore won't go down easy.
{The lights go out for a moment, a video plays on the screen above the entrance ramp. God is standing in the shadows}
Terri Morasco: This can’t be good.
Vasco Dias: What a blessed event this has turned into.
{God opens his arms.}
God: Come home, my son.
{The Lights flash on and Jayson is seen seething at the video, clearly angry. Gilmore grabs him for the roll up. The lights go back to normal, Angel is gone and James has Jayson in a roll up for the pin
1
2
3!!!}
Allison Valance: Winner… JAMES GILMORE!
Vasco Dias: AGAIN?!
Terri Morasco: I don’t think anyone expected that.
{As soon as Gilmore releases Jayson the other man hits him with a JAYSON MATTHEWS EXPERIENCE knocking Gilmore down.}
Vasco Dias: Jayson paying back Gilmore’s trick.
Terri Morasco: He took advantage of a slip of attention. God’s the one someone should be upset with.
{Jayson slips out of the ring and storms to the back.}
Terri Morasco: Where is he going?
Vasco Dias: I don’t want to know.
------------------------------------BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Team Free will
------------------------------------{The camera come son to backstage where the group of the men of Team Freewill are sitting around playing a board game when Andrew walks to the back area. }
Xavier Cross: Hey AJ! Come over here. The girls went to get Viv ready for her match so we got open seats, you can take over their characters.
Nate Harris: Cross, it’s your turn.
{Andrew looks a little angry but Xavier goes back to the game.}
Andrew Jacobsen: Where the hell where you guys last week?
Nick Hunter: Is he yelling at us?
Andrew Jacobsen: Aren’t you meant to have my back?
Nick Hunter: Oh I know he isn’t yelling at us.
{Nick looks at Nate who shrugs.}
Xavier Cross: Dude, I got expelled from the building for not being medically cleared.
{Andrew sighs}
Andrew Jacobsen: I know that, Xavier. You’re fine.
{Pax put a candy bar in the pot of snacks.}
Pax Stormcrow: Medical after the match with Nighthawk. Also, I think we might need to go into the basement to get that last shard.
{Nick looks mock offended while Nate clearly mockingly scoots his chair a little bit away.}
Andrew Jacobsen: Are you listening to me?
Nate Harris: Listen, Champ, the white passing mother fucker had the briefcase. The fuck am I meant to do? Stop him from cashing in?
Nick Hunter: We thought he was going to kick Spike Kane’s ass. Thought you’d be happy for that.
Andrew Jacobsen: Have my back next time.
Nate Harris: Trust.
Xavier Cross: Don’t worry about it. The Pack’s distracted now.
------------------------------------ IN-RING SEGMENT
Rowan addresses the woman’s division
------------------------------------{The lights in the arena abruptly go out. After a few moments of silence, a pair of golden eyes lights up on the Imperatron, as Rowan's voice echoes through the building - seeming to come from everywhere at once.}
Rowan MacDonnough: I warned you all. {The screen lights up with images of broken seals, of Domi Natrix possessed in the middle of the ring, of Rowan's return at Night of the Immortals.}
Rowan MacDonnough: Recently, I have spent much time speaking to the Age of Gods... but now I think I'll enjoy a brief personal indulgence. We are approaching the anniversary of my ascension to the pinnacle of this company. The anniversary of when I ripped the Women's Championship from Pandora Freeman, and dominated the division for months... unable to be dethroned by conventional means. {A flash of the Exorcism that took place during Survival of the Fittest.}
Rowan MacDonnough: Since my return, I have made a point of showing the consequences of resistance... {The screen flashes with images of medics checking for Fiona McFly's pulse and Jessica Reed, unconscious and bleeding on the floor.}
Rowan MacDonnough: Your heroes are leaving. Your champions fading. Soon, there will be nobody left to protect you. Soon, I will come back to take my rightful place once more. {The screen flashes with the image of a blood-soaked throne.}
Rowan MacDonnough: As the men battle for their chance to take the throne, I look to the future. {A bloody hand choking the life from a faceless woman.}
Rowan MacDonnough: Consider this a warning. When the time comes for the battle for Heiress to the Throne to begin... if you choose to stand in my way? {A boat floating down a misty river, full of corpses.}
Rowan MacDonnough: Remember the price. {The screen blacks out, and after a few long moments the lights in the building return to normal.}
------------------------------------SINGLES MATCHRedCap v Dean Harper------------------------------------
Alison Valance: The following Singles match is scheduled for ONE FALL.
{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 centre 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.}
Terri Morasco: The redcap has been invoking some passionate language in the run up to this match. I think he'll be..
Vasco Dias:Lunch for Dean Harper with the mess he's been talking.
Alison Valance: Introducing firs...
"IT'S AN OMEN!"
{Dean's face shows a flicker of surprise, happiness, disappointment and then anger. just before the noise dies down. The strings of “White Rabbit” start 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.}
Teri Morasco: Redcap playing with fire straight out of the gate
Vasco Dias: This is suicide..
{Alison slides out of the ring as Dean Charges the redcap who uses the top rope to Vault over the other man rolling smoothly to face Dean as they run towards each other, The Red cap launching up to try a head scissors take down, which Dean Cartwheels out of as the Red cap lands ion his feet as well, turning quickly to face each other Dean tries his own head scissors which Redcap cartwheels out of the two of them landing on their feet and turning to face each other with Dean blinking in surprise as he charges Redcap who passes him off, Dean hangs onto the rope Redcap charges and catches the kick Dean tries to send his way flipping Dean who Lands on the apron as Red cap runs for the Nearest corner to Dean to hop over and land on the apron himself, the two charge each other and Dean tries for a low drop kick which Re Cap flips over to land on his feet to the outside! Redcap starts walking it off calmly to roll back into the ring as Dean watches and hauls himself up onto the apron jawing at Red cap who takes a minute, pauses and charges for the set of Ropes Dean is at Dean Ducks and The redcap slides to a stop between Dean's legs giving him a cheerful wave before...Kicking him back into the ring with a frim kick to the backside and following after}
Vasco Dias: This boy's crazy.. Did you see that?!
Teri Morasco: Redcap trying to get into Dean's head it seems.
{Dean shakes his head and goes for Redcap again as the Poetic Punisher takes a quick pass under before Dean reaches out and pulls Redcap back and attempts a snap German suplex, Redcap flips out and lands on his feet, taking off to bounce off the ropes before narrowly missing with a baseball slide dropkick Dean rolls up to his feet and ducks a high kick before hitting a Russian leg sweep and rolling through to hit a snapping leg drop before he stands up and Redcap rolls out of the way of the next leg drop attempt , much to Dean's annoyance But Redcap doesn’t quite escape the follow up offense of a dropkick in the corner.}
Teri Morasco: The momentum has firmly set into Dean Harper's pace now...
Vasco Dias: Well.. That should do it then..
{Dean Keeps Jawing at Redcap even as he moves him to the middle of the ropes to whip him out and try for another Hurricanrana redcap manages to hit a one handed Cart wheel landing on his feet as Dean ends up on the floor sat up as The redcap Blazes Past him and hits a Penalty Kick! The Redcap starts to walk around the ring as if in a daze and then as Dean starts to stand he Kicks Dean in the gut Boots him in the Chest and Steps up to hit Dean with a familiar Looking BRAIN DANCE before launching himself up the ropes towards a dizzied Dean and Nailing him with a UP IS DOWN and Covers!}
ONE!!
TWO!!
Kickout!
Vasco Dias: Did he just..?
Teri Morasco: The Redcap borrowing Liberally from Dean Harper’s playbook…and Devlin Raines’!
Vasco Dias: Dean will not be happy!
{Indeed the look on Deans face as he kicks out says it all, face red not just form the damage but for the insult he’s endured that Red mask of the Redcap slides into view and gets real Close to Dean’s face as Dean presses his head against that mirror image and starts to stand up teeth gritted before firing a short fore arm into the Redcaps’s mask and then shaking his arm off even as the Redcap is obviously rattled by the impact, that’s all the Gap Dean Needs to bound for a set of ropes rebounding around into Redcap to hit ABADDON’S KISS even before the Red Cap can properly fall down form it Dean is back to up his feet to pile Red Cap towards the middle and top rope Red cap hangs on, just Barely Before Dean hits the DESCENT INTO HELL}
Crowd: Holy ****
Terri Morasco: I don’t think I’ve ever seen Dean this angry.
Vasco Dias: You have a short memory.
{The Referee starts to count the two.. and Dean is the first to get up even as he moves for Redcap and pulls him up by the mask, driving a knee into the face plate and hobbling back a bit as the mask is made of study stuff apparently Redcap still shakes his head as Dean ‘s newfound anger surge takes hold of him again and he waits crouching down … and breaking the count quickly so he can follow Redcap.. launching him towards the barriers, Redcap leaps up with cat like agility ..Only for Dean to cut him off at the pass before he can Moon Sault with a vicious drop kick to the same barriers that sends the Redcap spilling to the floor}
Terri Morasco: ooof Dean is going for blood!.
Vasco Dias: That’s it! Yes!
{Dean is quick to roll Redcap in and Cover him after that manoeuvre a forearm pressing across the mask}
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TWO!!
Kickout!
{Dean mages a Smile even as he sits up from the kick out and just grabs redcap by the ankle as he stands dragging him towards a corner as he then turns to lay boots on the Faerie hero turning his back on his to get ready for a moonsault of his own, rebounding backwards only to find the Red cap has rolled under him and he meets nothing but Mat As Red cap manages to stand up and hit a FLICKER FLASH moonsault as Dean is recovering red cap bounces up to his feet from the impact as Dean writhes and the two use the ropes to the end before the Red cap charges forwards ducking a clothes line to end up behind Dean and holding his other wrist across his waist pulling Dean around before Dean pulls him in to attempt a SUBSPACE SLIDE the two of them flip completely onto their feet and Dean look at Red cap in surprise at the fact somebody ese can counter the move the same way he did before Dean suddenly finds himself Spun out into a SILVER PATH Facebuster again Redcap can’t really capitalize right now as the Ref starts to count and Redcap rolls over to Start pulling Dean up like he Knows it’s not enough}
Terri Morasco: Redcap is sensing it… getting ready
Vasco Dias: Getting greedy more like.
{Redcap runs for the rope even as Den tries to trip him, Recap does a short evasion roll over the Sleep Dean’s own form coming to Life as well as he leaps up for a drop kick, Redcap turn s at the last minute on a dime meaning Dean hits nothing as Redcap moves to leap for the turnbuckle as Dean follows up to Drop Redcap into a SHOW OF DEVOTION bouncing around over the top rope to the Apron before bouncing on the top rope to hit The FATAL FRAME covering Redcap!}
ONE!!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
{Dean rolls off of Redcap as “The Howling” starts to play over the P.A And he stands up still jawing at Redcap adding the occasional kick as Redcap rolls out and Dean Celebrates}
Alison Valance: Here is your winner DEAN HARPER!
Terri Morasco: Dean Harper pulls that win out
Vasco Dias: Redcap plays with fire…gets burned.
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Two Wild and Crazy Guys
------------------------------------Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL, and is for the number one contendership to the IWF Lucha- {Before she can finish, however, the opening riffs of Avenged Sevenfold's Hail to the King begins to play. Alison looks over to the entrance ramp, baffled, to see Ethan King standing at the top of the ramp, bold as brass, once again wearing his signature suit.}
Terri Morasco: Oh no, what is he doing here? Vasco Dias: Ethan King is on Laura Howlett's payroll, Terri, which means he can do whatever he damn well pleases! {Ethan struts down the ramp and steps into the ring, giving a smile and a wink to the crowd before holding his hand out towards Alison Valance, beckoning her to give him the microphone. She looks between Ethan and the announce table, but eventually - albeit reluctantly - hands Ethan the mic and leaves the ring. Ethan thanks her before raising the mic to his mouth.}
Ethan King: ... So obviously I'm not here to try to get the Luchadora Championship. {The crowd laughs.}
Ethan King: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here because I just had to step out and talk to you all tonight. You know how sometimes you have something gnawing on the back of your mind? Something that's just driving you crazy, but you're not in the right headspace to fully delve into what you need to think about? Times like those, you're looking for an epiphany. The best way to have one of those is to do something... simple. Something relaxing. Something where you can just turn your brain off for a while and let the thoughts come like rain. For a lot of people, that mindless self-indulgence is a shower. For me, well... thank you, Steven, for the match earlier tonight. {Ethan pauses for a moment, chuckling to himself at the dig before continuing, turning directly to the hard camera.}
Ethan King: What's been bothering me is that, in my debut match in the IWF... I lost to a man who normally shouldn't have been a problem for me. After the longest match in IWF history, I lost to Caleb Lockwood... and for weeks now, I've been wondering why. Why did he manage to get the best of me? And the answer that came to me earlier this evening was that it was because my head wasn't in the game. I was distracted. You see... I didn't come here to fight Caleb Lockwood. I didn't come here to challenge for the Extreme Championship. Hell, I didn't come here to challenge for ANY championship. I came here for one reason and one reason only... and that reason's name is Spike Kane. {The crowd cheers, including a few scattered chants of "COMBAT WRESTLING!" here and there.}
Vasco Dias: ... Ethan, no. Ethan stop. Terri Morasco: This is going to end badly... {Ethan continues speaking with a smug grin.}
Ethan King: I came here because, even though I ripped Spike Kane's fledgeling babe of a company out from under his hands, I still wasn't finished with him. I wanted him to suffer, I wanted to humilate him... but to this day, I haven't had a match against him in the IWF. So- {Ethan is interrupted as Crushed by Parkway Drive hits the PA. Ethan stops talking and smiles, turning towards the ramp as Spike Kane appears to a massive pop from the crowd, glaring death at Ethan King. He stands at the top of the ramp for a few long moments, seething with rage... but then he smiles back at Ethan in turn. A cruel, vicious grin as Crushed cuts sharply sort... only to be replaced by Council of Wolves and Snakes by Dimu Borgir. Ethan's smile vanishes as GOD walks out to stand beside his stablemate for a few seconds before the two men blitz the ring.}
Vasco Dias: Tried to warn him. Terri Morasco: They're going to KILL him! {The Age of Gods is in the ring before Ethan can even truly react, Spike driving into him immediately with a BLOODY SUNDAY! God grabs him by the shoulders before he even has a chance to fall to the mat, immediately pulling him into the TARA'S WINGS, laying him on the mat! The Age of Gods isn't done, however, with Spike hoisting Ethan to his feet and whipping him savagely into the corner, letting God follow up with HEAVEN'S FURY! God then wrenches Ethan up by the hair, tossing him back to Spike who hauls him up for the SPIKE IMPALER! Ethan is lifted up again, this time setting up for a GENOCIDE KICK from God that sends him spinning directly into the THUNDERSTRUCK! Ethan is barely moving now as the Age of Gods flanks him, the two Hall of Famers nodding to one another before the pull him up, launching him sharply into THE FINAL TESTAMENT!}
Vasco Dias: Well, that was quick. {Ethan is on the ground, bleeding and only barely conscious. Spike stalks over to the mic and snatches it off the mat, walking over to Ethan, bending over, and slapping him on the face to wake him up.}
Spike Kane: IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED, ETHAN?! {Ethan sarcastically sputters up some blood in response.}
Spike Kane: I warned you, King. You see, when you stole my company from me, I was a different man. I was Spike Kane the lover of professional wrestling. Spike Kane, 'Combat-Dad'. I was the Spike Kane who was trying to build and nurture a new generation of professional wrestlers, so that I could build something that would last. I was the Spike Kane who was trying to give back to the world that I've loved so much, trying to give others the same opportunities that made me who I am today! {Spike kicks Ethan in the side of the head, sending him rolling to God's feet.}
Spike Kane: But you took that away, Ethan. You killed Combat Wrestling, but in the process you also killed the Spike Kane you thought you knew. You're in the IWF now, Ethan - and that Spike Kane doesn't live here. This is the house of the GOD OF EXTREME! {The crowd cheers, chanting "HAIL THE BLOOD GOD" among a few other notable chants from Spike's career.}
Spike Kane: So how does it fucking feel, Ethan? Tell them. Tell them how it feels to have fucked up. Tell them how it feels to be friendless and alone, at the mercy of the Age of Gods!
{Spike throws the mic down to Ethan's face, King blinking and bloodied on the mat, seeming entirely helpless. Even so, he still has some defiance in him as he smiles up at Spike, teeth red with his own blood as he reaches for the mic. It is a tense moment. A dangerous moment.
... A moment that is completely thrown off balance by the sound of Ska.}Vasco Dias: What? Terri Morasco: WHAT?! {Spike and God spin on their heels as they look at the entrance ramp, which has lit up with gaudy neon colors and flashing lights as Sell Out by Reel Big Fish plays loudly over the speakers. It is an entrance unlike any on the IWF's roster, and the two men appear to be completely baffled... but Ethan, on the other hand, is beaming. Laughing. Laughing with joy. He is wearing the smile of a man who has just had all of his dreams come true as he pulls himself into a sitting position and lifts the mic to his mouth.}
Ethan King: I'm not friendless, Spike. And I warned you. I warned you that you'd be forever haunted by the sound of Ska... and it looks like my gamble paid off. {Spike and Angel are focused on the entrance ramp, waiting to see who is coming to join them... but nobody comes. Instead, a red and green blur explodes from the crowd behind them, a hooded man leaping into the ring and punching Spike Kane hard in the back of the skull, causing the IWF champion to collapse in a heap. Angel whirls around to face the newcomer as he tosses something to Ethan... a set of silvered brass knuckles. Ethan stands, revitalized by what is happening around him, and slips the knuckles onto his fist as the hooded newcomer backs up and stands next to him. The two men stare at one another for a moment before Ethan, with hope and hesitation, lifts his arm to the side, bent so that his fist is pointed upwards.}
Vasco Dias: King's mentioned having a close friend and former tag partner from Japan among the IWF roster, but has been secretive as to who it is...
Terri Morasco: I'm googling it on my phone... see what tag team entered to this song... {Spike Kane lifts himself to his feet, spinning furiously on Ethan and his mystery partner. The hooded man looks at Ethan... then looks at Spike... then looks at God. Sharply, he returns Ethan's gesture, pressing his forarm against King's as he raises a hand and pulls down his hood, revealing...}
Vasco Dias: IT'S ANDREW JACOBSEN! {Spike's mouth falls open with shock as Ethan and AJ grin at one another before flying at the Age of Gods in a quick and precise flash of offense, the pair of them moving together in expertly-crafted tandem, both of them targeting the already-dizzied Spike Kane as they spin past the Age of Gods to the side of the ring closest to the entrance ramp. Spike and God work to stop them, but a few hard shots from Ethan's metal-reinforced fists prove enough of an equalizer to make up for his injuries.}
Terri Morasco: They definitely move like they were tag champions in Japan... Vasco Dias: So THAT'S what Jacobsen was doing over there! I'd always assumed he was just bro-ing it up with Xavier Cross! {Ethan and AJ roll out of the ring to the floor below, Ethan nearly collapsing under the strain of the punishment he endured from the earlier finisher-train, but Andrew supports him to keep him standing. The two men grin at one another as they back their way up the entrance ramp, laughing at the Age of Gods as they glare and shout at the two men from the ring. Ethan lifts the mic between them.}
Andrew Jacobsen: It's like I said Spike... there's only so much a man can endure before he snaps. Ethan King: Frustration's a hell of a drug. Andrew Jacobsen: You wanted to see what happens when I get pissed off? Ethan King: WISH... Andrew Jacobsen: ... GRANTED! Ethan King: We'll be seeing you around, boys! Andrew Jacobsen: This will be grand! {The pair vanish backstage, leaving the Age of Gods fuming in the ring as they try to process exactly what the hell just happened.}
------------------------------------NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR LUCHADORA MATCHVesna v Gabriella Luna------------------------------------{The match is a short one, barely going nine minutes, but it's full of explosive, high-flying action, including an Arrow of Artemis from Gabriela that drives both women partway up the ramp and dueling basement ranas. In the end, Vesna is able to catch Gabriela on the top rope and deliver a massive springboard reverse hurricanrana, followed by the Dazzler springboard cutter for a three count.}------------------------------------VIDEO SEGMENT
Debts and payments
------------------------------------{The tron lights up to show Jason Sandman sitting on the floor in the corner of what looks like an empty office. The camera pans around to show that the door has obviously been kicked in. Back at Jason Sandman he just stares at the camera. It is fairly obvious that Jason hasn’t slept in days. The bags under his eyes have carry ons of their own. Without another thought Jason begins to speak.}
Jason: You know it’s funny. We spend our lives wondering what kind of people we are going to be when we grow up. Are we going to be pilot or a doctor? Are we going to be a ballerina or a princess? Nobody ever says they want to be a junkie.
{Jason can’t help but laugh.}
Jason: I used to mock the old commercial that made said statement, but god damn if I didn’t become one. Some cunt last week watched me pull a fucking table out of my arm, then told me I needed to go take a drug test. No concern for my well being. He just wanted a cup of piss.
{Jason just shakes his head.}
Jason: Are you fucking serious? Did you people really not know I was on drugs? Do you not watch your own god damn shows? I have openly smoked pot on your shows. I have shot up after promos when I forgot to cut the camera off. But this is a surprise? I have talked countless times about doing whatever I had to to keep The Angel dormant. But that wasn’t important. You need to jerk The Pack off before they get lost. We need to make sure Gaither has his quiet time or he might throw a fit. We need to do all this, but let’s not notice the guy with track marks walking our halls.
{Jason pauses as he contemplates his words.}
Jason: Or maybe you did notice, but as long as I’m not bothering anyone or staying off camera we can just let it pass. That could always be the conclusion you will never confess to. Doesn’t really matter. What does matter is what happens next? To appease the lords of the manor I will stop everything. No more drugs. No more tears. You don’t have to worry about withdrawals or anything of that nature. He will never let me fall far enough to risk death. He will never allow me the release of nonexistence. He will simply take control and I am but his vessel. IWF wants to pretend they want their wrestlers clean and straight minded. Then so be it. Jason Sandman is no more. I give in.
{With that Jason Sandman’s eyes go dead as a gray cloud covers his blue eyes. There is no longer expression on his face. There is only a shell. Without his lips moving, an evil laugh is heard that sends chills down the cameraman to the bone. Then the vessel of Jason Sandman’s mouth opens and Death’s hiss is what comes out.}
The Angel: Thank you, Vessel, for finally understanding your place in all this. I am sure this won’t be your final attempt for freedom as you always have little ones always pleading for you to come back. This is so unnecessary as no harm with ever come to you. You are after all my favorite pet. As far as anything else you had concerns about. I will allow you to finish your final quest. Xavier Cross….you have struggled to find ways to help your old friend. You want the Jason you convinced to join The Council. You want the man you could control. Dreadful news my child. Your friend is dead. Long live his Death.
{With that all the light bulbs blow in the office. Almost immediately, however, a fire starts. As the camera zooms over to the fire it reveals a picture of Jason Sandman burning into nothingness.}------------------------------------OPEN WEIGHT MATCHCrystal Hilton v Vivienne Rodgers (c)
------------------------------------ Alison Valance: The following Open Weight championship match is scheduled for one fall!
Terri Morasco: This will be the eighth time Vivienne Rodgers has come out to defend the built since winning it.
Vasco Dias: This is also the pay back for Vivienne keeping Crystal out of the title scene for three months.
Terri Morasco: that’s one way to look at it.
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THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN IS HERE!!!!
{I’m Coming Out by Diana Ross begins to blast all across the speakers and as that happens we are able to see Christina Millar emerging through the backstage curtain and the roaring cheers of the crowd are deafening. She isn’t alone as her best friend Zelda Knite comes out beside her. Crystal smiles as her grouping of paparazzi gather up in front of the ring and they snag photo after of the Latina beauty. She walks down the ramp as she begins to slap the hands of the roaring crowd. The crowd cheers loudly in return as they glance back at the Hollywood hottie, and Zelda smiles as she throws up the heart symbol.}
Alison Valance: From Los Angeles, California, weighing 115 pounds…CRYSTAL HILTON!
{Her following of paparazzi meet her as does a red carpet. She takes in appeal of the cameras smiling as flashes begin to go off one after another. She then runs up the steps where she walks towards the middle of the apron. She blows kisses out to the crowd before she drops into a split entering the ring. The crowd begins to go nuts and she waits patiently for the match to begin.}
Terri Morasco: Crystal seems to have high hopes for this evening.
Vasco Dias: And why shouldn’t she? She’s been in this company longer than Vivienne has. She has the experience. Crystal has beaten her before and she can do it again despite what Rodgers thinks.
Terri Morasco: I think Vivienne has acknowledged that before.
{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.}
Alison Valance: From Madison, Wisconsin weighing in on 140 pounds, the current Open Weight Champion…. VIVIENNE RODGERS!
{Vivienne grins confidently as she raises a fist into the air on stage, holding the pose for a few seconds before stepping toward the ring, throwing a few punches and a kick as she begins to walk. She jumps up onto the apron, walking alongside the outer part of the ring before going in over the top rope, interacting with the crowd as she circles the inside of the ring. She takes to the center of the ring as the chorus plays, raising her fists into the air before Vivienne settles into her corner.}
Terri Morasco: There is no love lost between these two. You have to assume that things might be over quickly.
Vasco Dias: Crystal works best in fast paced matches, she won’t want to let Vivienne gain momentum.
{Both Crystal and Viv stand in the ring waiting for the bell to ring. Viv waits in her corner and Crystal poses. The ref takes the open weight belt from Viv, shows it to Crystal who gives it an appraising look before the ref lifts it up for the crowd to see.}
Terri Morasco: Crystal making her intensions clear here
Vasco Dias: She’s going home with that belt. She’s said it.
{As soon as the bell ring the first to move is Crystal. She walks closer to Viv and for a moment it looks like she is going to shake Viv’s hand before she quickly grabs Viv by the hair doing a Hair Toss before dropping Viv to the mat.}
Vasco Dias: Yes! Great opener from Crystal here.
Terri Morasco: If she can keep this up she might be able to get a win in here.
{Crystal waits until Viv stands up and then pulls a Top Rope Hurricarana causing Viv to hit the mat again. Crystal backs off and smirks slightly going for a running leg sweep on Viv knocking her down.}
Terri Morasco: Things don’t look good for the champion.
Vasco Dias: they look fantastic for the new champion!
{She goes for the pin.
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Terri Morasco: Vivienne’s up.
Vasco Dias: NO! No!
{Crystal rolls off Viv but stands up for a Smell the Roses but Viv ducks it. Crystal turns and Viv catches her by the throat and choke-slams her into the mat.}
Vasco Dias: I hate that move. I hate that Vivienne does that.
Terri Morasco: you only hate it because she uses it against women you are cheering for.
Vasco Dias: I can be petty. I’m allowed.
{Crystal backs away and runs forward trying a different angle but Viv catches her pulling her into a Swinging Backbreaker. Viv goes for the pin.
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Terri Morasco: crystal is not going down that easy.
Vasco Dias: There’s a joke there… I wont say it but …
Terri Morasco: Grow up.
{Walking to give Crystal a moment Viv stands a way giving her a moment to breath. Crystal glares at her. She runs and hits Viv with a Snapmare. Viv pushes her back as Crystal makes another go for it, Viv catches her and powerbombs her once, twice}
Terri Morasco: Vivienne’s building momentum.
Vasco Dias: come on Crystal, you can do this.
{While Viv makes it a Slumber Party, Some attention is shifted to the top of the ramp.}
Terri Morasco: Oh I don’t like this…
{Ciara and Charity are standing at the top of the ramp watching event unfold but make no move to go down the ramp.}
Vasco Dias: Crystal wants to win this by herself. The BFc are here for moral support. Clearly.
{Crystal manages to elbow Viv in the jaw causing the other women to drop her and she leans against the ropes a minute to catch her breath.}
Terri Morasco: crystal might be needing a minute but Viv should know better than to let her have it.
Vasco Dias: Crystal just needs a moment, relax Terri.
{Crystal grabs Viv by the shoulder, Top Rope Hurricarana. Viv swings back, but Crystal ducks under, spinning catching her. Crystal charges going for a Snap Mare followed by Running dropkick to face with seated opponent knocking Viv’s head against the turnbuckle.}
Terri Morasco: Crystal isn’t playing around.
Vasco Dias: YES! Make an example of her!
{With a laugh, Crystal drags Viv’s body and puts it into the center of the ring. Crystal smiles as she rushes to the top of the turn buckle. She points to the ceiling. She makes a camera motion before she jumps as high as she can on the turnbuckles and does a 180 in the air spinning around. She jumps off the turnbuckles again and launches herself backwards towards opponent. She gets some great height and does a whole bunch of spinning in the air before landing on opponent’s body with a well-executed LIGHTS CAMERA ACTION!}
Vasco Dias: PERFECTION!
Terri Morasco: ouch. This might be it.
{Crystal lazily goes for the pin
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Vasco Dias: No! How? Why? No!
Terri Morasco: Vivienne isn’t letting go yet.
{Crystal lets out a sound of frustration yelling at the ref, the ref shrugs his shoulders.}
Vasco Dias: Boo! Boo this ref!
Terri Morasco: Vasco, calm yourself.
{As Crystal is climbing the rope to set up her next move Viv ducks under her and traps her legs and arms as she stands. Viv steps back spins once and RAISE YOUR GLASS, bridging it into a pin.
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Alison Valance: And you’re winner and still Open Weight Champion VIVIENNE RODGERS
Vasco Dias: Ugh. It was so close. SO CLOSE.
Terri Morasco: Vivienne’s reign continues.
{As “Confident” blares, Viv releases Crystal and drops to the hat, clearly a little dizzy. The ref leans down to check on Vivienne as he hands her the belt. Ciara and Charity are no longer at the top of the ramp when the camera pans up there and Crystal is sitting on the mat looking up at the ramp with an unreadable expression.}
------------------------------------BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Kate Steele makes a plea
------------------------------------{The cameras are able to spot Teddy Steele. His afro is out and he seems to be playing with his hair as he is spraying some serious amounts of hair spray into it. He grins as he looks into the mirror.}
Teddy: Man look at this afro… I honestly think I have the best hair in all of wrestling.
{Kate however doesn’t seem impressed as she just shakes her head in disgust.}
Kate: Nobody gives a damn about your hair. What people should care about is me! I am tired of feeling so fucking small and my voice not being heard. It really is annoying. Just because I am small doesn’t mean everybody in the world has to treat me as such…
Teddy: Kate sweetie I hate to break it to you, but you are small and we have far more important things to talk about such as my hair. Look at this afro. I bet everybody in this industry wishes they could look as good as me.
{Kate shakes her head as she continues to speak.}
Kate: No! What I want is some respect! I want to be heard. I was finally able to get a match on Sacrifice a few weeks ago and it ends in a countout. I lose because I didn’t make it to the ring? No I know there is so much more to that. I have a future. I came into this company as it’s very first punk star. I strum my guitar but yet I get little to no respect but what I really want is to rock out with the best of them. There is one woman that I am more determined than ever to step into the ring with.
Teddy: And who would that be?!
Kate: Ciara O’Connor?!
{Teddy just shakes his head as he sighs in return.}
Teddy: And why would you want to put yourself through that?!
Kate: Because of what they did to my friend Shea. It still didn’t sit well with me. I still haven’t let it go and when I tried to talk to Ciara a few weeks ago she just blew me off.
Teddy: But she did exactly what you told her to do. She took care of Crystal and eliminated her from the match.
Kate: Not good enough. I have tried to impress everyone in this company.. Ranging from Kathy Conway, to Shea O’ Hara to Ciara and NOBODY WANTS TO GIVE ME ATTENTION! I was one of the best Shield Maiden Champion ever and yet I get nothing. Well that changes because I need attention I need to be heard and…
{Kate throws herself on the floor as she throws a temper tantrum.}
Teddy: God I love it when she does that… Anyway, Ciara go easy on her, but that’s my wife ladies and gentlemen. Let’s ummm get her on shows more. See you soon!
{Teddy smiles as his wife keeps on throwing a tantrum and we leave on that image.}
------------------------------------EXTREME CHAMPIONSHIP MATCHCaleb Lockwood(c) v God------------------------------------{ 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. 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. 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: Terri, I think you’ll agree when I say this may well be the biggest single challenge Caleb Lockwood has ever faced.
Terri Morasco: Absolutely. Angel Blake is a two time World Champion, a Hall of Famer, the leader of the Age of Gods and he has his sights set firmly on the Extreme Championship around Caleb Lockwood’s waist.
Vasco Dias: Since joining the Pack, Caleb has been at his best but will his best be enough to fell God?
Terri Morasco: I don’t know.
{A roaring scream pierces the air, and as the crunching guitars of "Rise, Rebel, Resist" play Caleb Lockwood stalks out onto the stage, eyes fixed on the ring as he licks his lips idly. He stalks down to the ring, hands clenching and unclenching as his eyes shift back and forth to scan the crowd. As he approaches the ring, Caleb slides into the ring, rolling to the side and coming up in a crouch. His eyes never stop moving as he backs into the corner of the ring, cracking each of his joints in turn and waiting for the match to start.}
Vasco Dias: Lockwood is a gifted brawler, the Extreme Championship is a perfect fit for him.
Terri Morasco: But as we’ve seen over his almost two decade career, Angel Blake is one of the most vicious and violent wrestlers ever.
Vasco Dias: Second only to the illustrious Saint Michael.
Terri Morasco: And that’s another question, will the Pack or the Gods be able to stay out of this match?
Vasco Dias: I sure as hell hope so.
{ Caleb and Blake are squaring up as the referee holds up the belt when suddenly the crowd pops as JAYSON MATTHEWS steps through the curtain! Caleb turns to look and then looks back at Blake with a smirk. }
Vasco Dias: What the hell is Jayson Matthews doing out here?!
Terri Morasco: I assume he wants a word with his former father?
{ Matthews walks slowly down the ramp, around the ring and to the announce table, his eyes never leaving Angel. Jayson takes a seat next to Terri but does not put a set of headphones on. }
Vasco Dias: It looks like Jayson will be joining us in spirit at least.
Terri Morasco: I don’t like this. Jayson is clearly not in the right head space.
Vasco Dias: And he’ll also serve as a distraction to God!
{ Blake is still looking at Jayson when Caleb comes from behind with a leaping leg lariat!! Blake stumbles into the ropes and Caleb spins Blake around and lights him up with rapid fire body shots. When Blake goes to cover Caleb clubs Angel across the face with a elbow shot. Angel stumbles away into the corner but Caleb is right on him with a running knee strike and right into the sit out face buster. Caleb tries to cover but Angel kicks right out. }
Vasco Dias: Caleb took advantage of the distraction.
Terri Morasco: It’s Extreme Rules, Caleb is going to do what he has to do to win.
{ Caleb is right up and Blake is not far behind. Caleb hits another hard elbow shot and sends Angel back into the corner. Caleb charges in and raises his boot but Angel stops him with an open handed slap to the face and grabs the leg of Caleb Lockwood. Angel hits a DRAGONSCREW and sends Caleb through the ropes and to the outside of the ring. Matthews looks on in silence. }
Terri Morasco: Blake with a nice block there.
Vasco Dias: God is a calculated wrestler, every move is designed to take something out of you.
{ Blake rolls out of the ring as Caleb is trying to get up. Blake sends a stiff kick to the back of the left knee, the one he just attacked inside the ring. Blake kicks the left knee again and again and again. Blake backs off then runs in and hits a nasty chop block to the back of Caleb’s knee! }
Vasco Dias: God is dissecting that left knee!
Terri Morasco: Angel is remorseless.
{ Blake slowly makes his way to the time keeper and reached over the barrier where he grabs a steel chair. Caleb is fighting his way to his feet but Angel comes back of and cracks Caleb in the back of the left knee and Lockwood hits the floor again. Angel then opens the chair and slides the leg of Lockwood through it. Caleb is clawing to get away before the attack comes but Blake takes his right boot and stomps down on the chair crushing it around the left leg of Caleb Lockwood! }
Terri Morasco: A big stomp on the chair!
Vasco Dias: Lockwood’s leg has to be in pieces!
{ Blake grins sadistically as he rips the chair off Caleb’s leg and throws it away, then pulls Lockwood up by his hair. Angel kicks Lockwood hard in the left leg again but Lockwood comes back to life with a toe kick, hurting himself in the process but gets enough of it to grab Angel for FADING HOPE ON THE FLOOR! }
Terri Morasco: Fading Hope!
Vasco Dias: Lockwood is in a bad way right now, his leg is shot and he needs to get God back in the ring.
Terri Morasco: You sound worried!
Vasco Dias: No.. Not at all.
{ Lockwood uses the ring apron to pull himself back up to his feet and starts to walk away from Blake to shake his leg loose like it fell asleep. Blake is starting to move, Caleb rounds the corner and throws the ring apron up, he pulls out a table but discards it, then he pulls out a singapore cane. }
Vasco Dias: Caleb has found a weapon.
{ Blake is up and sneers at Caleb as he walks toward, Angel rounds the corner and Caleb cracks Blake in the gut with the cane, then over the back, then against the back of the knees. Blake goes down and Caleb starts to unleash holy hell as he cracks the cane against the flesh of Angel’s chest over and over again until the cane is basically falling apart! Caleb throws the cane away and walks over to the table, he sets it up next to the ring. }
Vasco Dias: Caleb has bad intentions.
Terri Morasco: He’d be crazy not to in this match!
{ Blake is starting to get up but Caleb grabs him for a Russian leg sweep right into the guardrails! Caleb pulls himself up, his leg seems to be feeling better. Caleb throws Blake into the apron and then rolls Blake up onto the ring. Caleb climbs up and pulls Angel to his feet, he underhooks him and FADING HOPE THROUGH THE TABLE!!! }
Terri Morasco: That has got to be it! Fading Hope through the table!!!
Vasco Dias: Jesus, I don’t believe this! Caleb Lockwood is putting up the fight of his life!
{ Caleb appears to have taken as much out of himself as he did Angel as he doesn’t move right away. Eventually Caleb rolls over and climbs toward the ring where he pulls himself back up. Caleb looks down on Angel and then over to Jayson who hasn’t shown a single emotion. }
Vasco Dias: You have to wonder what is going through the head of Jayson Matthews as he watches this match?
Terri Morasco: Nothing good.
{ Caleb looks back to Angel and grabs him by the head and pulls him back up to his feet. Caleb walks Blake down the ring apron and slams him face first into the ring post. Blake’s head bounces off and he staggers away. Caleb comes at him but Blake fires off a spinning backfist and then kicks Caleb hard right in the left leg again. Blake grabs the left leg and hits another dragon screw leg whip but this time he goes for the knee bar with the heel hook! }
Vasco Dias: That is what I’m talking about! God waits for his moment and strikes and now he’s got Caleb dead to rights on the outside!
Terri Morasco: But it’s on the outside, neither man can win out there!
Vasco Dias: But you can sure as hell do a lot of damage!
{ Angel torques away on the left leg of Caleb Lockwood as he lets out a scream and claws at the padded floor. After several very long excruciating moments Blake releases the hold and slowly gets back to his feet. }
Vasco Dias: God may have just done some very serious damage to that left leg of Caleb Lockwood.
Terri Morasco: He may need an MRI when this one is over.
{ Blake staggers away from Caleb and decides to roll back into the ring where he gets to his feet and looks out at Jayson. Angel and Jayson are locked on each other, Blake seems to murmur something but Matthews shakes his head and continues to glare. Caleb in the meantime has clawed his way back up onto the apron, he’s got a steel chair. Caleb comes into the ring and cracks Angel across the back with the chair! }
Terri Morasco: Blake got distracted again by Jayson!
Vasco Dias: And Caleb was right there to take advantage of it.
{ Blake drops to his knee. Caleb sets the chair up. Caleb grabs Angel for the facebreaker knee smash! Lockwood is having trouble getting to his feet again but he does and he places Angel’s face on the seat of the standing chair. Caleb backs up. }
Vasco Dias: Is he going to attempt the curb stomp!?
Terri Morasco: Will his leg be able to hold up!?
{ Caleb goes for the running start but stumbles after the first few steps and drops to one knee. Blake starts to push himself up. Blake reaches for Caleb but Lockwood hits a hard elbow shot. Caleb forces himself to stand up and hits three more hard elbow shots then a devastating combo of open slaps to the face and chest before connecting with a spinning back fist of his. Angel stagger and Caleb leaps with all he’s got to grab Angel with the POISON PILL!!! And sends Angel chest first onto the standing steel chair!!!! }
Vasco Dias: JESUS CHRIST!!!!!
Terri Morasco: What an insane Poison Pill!
Vasco Dias: I don’t know if God can kick out of this!
{ Caleb pushes Angel off the chair and just falls over him for the ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }
Vasco Dias: God is still in this!
Terri Morasco: But I’m not sure for how much longer.
{ Caleb pulls Angel up off the mat but Blake just stomps the left knee of Lockwood!!! Angel immediately grabs Caleb for TARA’S WINGS!!! Blake covers Caleb and ONE! TWO! KICK OUT!!! }
Vasco Dias: So close but Lockwood isn’t ready to give up!
Terri Morasco: The Pack are masters of pain! And Caleb knows all about pain.
{ Blake stands up and immediately stomps the back of the left leg of Caleb Lockwood then grabs the leg for a texas clover leaf! Caleb pushes up off the mat fighting against the pain but Angel is just wrenching. You can almost hear the ligaments snapped as Angel wrenches that left leg but Caleb is refusing to tap out. Blake lets go, he doesn’t want the submission. Angel slowly walks toward the ropes and climbs to the outside, he reaches under the ring where he slides out another table. Blake sets the table up next to the apron. }
Vasco Dias: God is looking to bury Caleb once and for all.
Terri Morasco: Good luck with that, Caleb is hanging right there with the IWF legend.
{ Caleb is forcing himself to his feet and finally gets there. Blake is on the apron. Caleb suddenly springs to life with a super kick to the right leg of Blake! Blake drops to a knee on the apron and Caleb knees him through the ropes and Angel spins face first onto the table! Caleb looks to the top rope to a pop from the crowd. It takes him some time as his knee still hurts but Caleb reaches the top rope. Caleb is having trouble balancing but then he jumps off the top rope for a CURB STOMP THROUGH THE TABLE!!!! }
Vasco Dias: HOLY SHIT!!!!
Terri Morasco: THAT WAS INSANE!!!!
Vasco Dias: I can’t even believe what I just saw!
Terri Morasco: As much as that hurt Angel that had to hurt Caleb just as much!
{ Both men lay in the rubble but Caleb is the first to roll over. Jayson is still watching silently as his partner in the Pack slowly starts to pull himself up. Caleb manages to stand but he is very clearly limping now. Caleb grabs Angel Blake and pulls him up to his feet. Lockwood rolls Angle into the ring and climbs in after him for a pinfall. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT!!! }
Terri Morasco: He kicked out! How did Blake kick out!?
Vasco Dias: It took Caleb too long to get God back in the wing!
Terri Morasco: A few seconds faster and Caleb would be the winner!
{ Lockwood rolls onto his back in disbelief. }
Terri Morasco: Lockwood looks spent!
Vasco Dias: Who wouldn’t be after this grueling battle!?
{ Caleb is slow to get to his feet but he gets there. Caleb staggers into a corner of the ring and looks to set up another Curb Stomp. Angel rolls over onto his stomach and starts to push himself up. Caleb comes out of the corner, he’s limping but he pushes through it however Blake lunges forward with a front chop block that sends Caleb head over heels onto his back! }
Vasco Dias: God going right back to that knee!
{ Caleb is in pain on the mat as Blake pulls himself up. Caleb tries to stand but Angel comes right in with a kick and then a dragon screw to the left leg! Caleb is writhing in pain as Blake gets up to his feet. Angel pulls Caleb up off the mat and right into the LAST GASP!!! Angel goes for the cover and ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }
Terri Morasco: Caleb keeps finding the energy to continue!
Vasco Dias: He’s a fighting champion but how much can Lockwood take!?
{ Angel rolls to the outside of the ring and looks underneath for a weapon. Blake finds what he’s looking for and pulls out a steel chair. }
Terri Morasco: Blake has something in mind here!
{ Blake rolls back into the ring with the steel chair and stands it up. Angel pulls Caleb up and connects with several open handed strikes before driving Caleb backward into the corner of the ring. Blake steps back then hits the shining wizard and pulls Caleb out for the running Heaven’s Fury Bulldog right onto the steep chair!!! Angel covers Caleb. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }
Vasco Dias: HOW!?
Terri Morasco: The Extreme title was made for Caleb Lockwood and we’re seeing that now!
Vasco Dias: But how much pain can he take!?
Terri Morasco: As much as he needs to.
{ Blake stands up, he’s ready to end this. He waits for Caleb to stand and when he does Blake comes in for the Genocide Kick! Caleb ducks it and grabs Angel for the Russian leg sweep right onto the steel chair! Caleb pulls Angel right back up and then hits him with a third Fading Hope onto the chair and this time the chair collapses under the weight! Caleb rolls Blake over and ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }
Terri Morasco: Impossible!!!!
Vasco Dias: It nearly killed Spike Kane to beat God! It’s going to take something extra special from Caleb to win this match!
{ Caleb can’t believe it as he rolls off Angel and slowly gets to his feet. Blake is motionless. Caleb rolls out of the ring and braces himself carefully as he looks underneath. Caleb pulls out another steel chair and slides it into the ring. Blake is starting to move. Caleb is back in and pushes himself up, bringing the chair with him. Caleb raises the chair up but Angel hits the Genocide Kick to his left leg! }
Vasco Dias: GENOCIDE KICK!!!
{ Blake then connects with another Genocide Kick and sends the chair right into the face of Caleb Lockwood!!!!! }
Vasco Dias: ANOTHER GENOCIDE KICK!!!!!
{ Blake crosses the arms of Caleb Lockwood and covers. ONE! TWO! THREE!!!! }
Vasco Dias: GOD IS THE NEW-
{ Jayson Matthews suddenly springs to life as he launches into the ring and attacks Angel with clubbing blows over his back before Blake even has a chance to realize he’s won. }
Vasco Dias: DAMMIT JAYSON! NO!
Terri Morasco: Matthews waited this whole match to get a piece of his would be father!
Vasco Dias: God doesn’t deserve this!
{ Jayson is laying into Angel with rights and lefts and Blake is struggling to cover his face but most of the fists are hitting their mark! }
Vasco Dias: Somebody stop him!
Terri Morasco: Blake is getting what he deserves!
{ Matthews gets up to his feet and grabs the steel chair. Angel is trying to get up but Matthews wraps the chair around the head of Blaker and puts a huge dent in the seat of the chair! }
Vasco Dias: NO!
Terri Morasco: Jesus… That’s a concussion.
{ Matthews pulls Blake up to his feet and starts to mouth off at him, the audio isn’t quite getting it but he hits Blake with a RIBKRACKER!!! }
Vasco Dias: Why the hell is no one stopping this!?
Terri Morasco: Maybe Caberto has had enough of the Gods and the Pack and is ready to watch them kill each other!!!
{ Jayson stands back and watches as Angel tries to get back up. Jayson screams at the top of his lungs “LIER!!!!!!” And then hits Angel with his own finishing move, the GENOCIDE KICK!!!!! }
Terri Morasco: A little poetic justice for Jayson Matthews!
{ Blake is down and Jayson stands over him seething with anger. }
Vasco Dias: I can’t believe this. God has been nothing but a good father to Jayson. For Jayson to commit this betrayl-
Terri Morasco: BETRAYAL!? Angel lied to him!?
Vasco Dias: Only from a certain point of view!!!
{ Jayson stands over the fallen Angel. The audio picks up his last words as we fade out. “Goodnight Father… May death give you the suffering you’ve earned.” } |
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Well howdy there pardner.