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Post by Jess Fowler on Aug 1, 2018 7:18:29 GMT

LINEAGE
Sunday, July 29th, 2018
Safeco Field, Seattle, Washington

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ROUNDTABLE SEGMENT

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{The camera pans around, as we get a glimpse of the phenomenal set for the Lineage pay-per view. Zooming in to the pre-show panel area, we see the lovely Rachel Grimes, the always handsome Tyler Jacobs, a somber Xavier Cross, and joining the pre show panel for the first time, Trent Helms. Who may or may not be wearing the greatest outfit known to man, a brightly orange and navy blue, three piece suit, with a colorful top hat to match, adoring his eyes are large sunglasses with ‘Helms’ written across them in what would be considered dollar tree sharpie.}

Tyler Jacobs: “Welcome! Ladies and Gentlmen to the Lineage preshow panel! I am Tyler Jacobs, and joining me tonight is the always stunning Rachel Grimes!”

{Rachel smiles, leaning forward}

Rachel Grimes: “As always, excited to be here, and I think we need to address the elephant in the room…”

Xavier Cross: “Trent Helm’s wardrobe?”

Trent Helms: “Good sir, this is made of the finest of vegan silks.”

Xavier Cross: “I don’t think that is a real thing.”

Trent Helms: “Neither are you.”

Rachel Grimes: “Replacing Vasco tonight, who is handling some backstage stuff and can’t join us, is the original third voice of IWF, Trent Helms! Welcome Trent.”

Trent Helms: “I’d would say that it was a pleasure to be here, but let’s be honest, I should be preparing to defend my coveted title at lineage, but alas, I guess we didn’t have enough pay per view buys to put me in a match.”

Xavier Cross: “We actually really don’t do Pay Per View models anymore, it’s on the streaming app business model.”

Trent Helms: “What do boneless chicken wings have to do with my paycheck?”

Xavier Cross: “Not...Not like appetizers, like application.”

Tyler Jacobs: “And our fourth man, Xavier Cross!”

Rachel Grimes: “So there has been a rumor floating around since last week, are you leaving?”

Xavier Cross: “I ain’t going anywhere. I got a ton on my plate, dealing with a psychopathic drug addict who is using his mystic powers to trap my dead wife’s soul. I’ve been on a losing streak, I mean damn, I’m frustrated, but are my problems going to get solved if I walked away? If I retired now?”

Trent Helms: “Yes, they would. Retire, or quit. Yeah, you actually had to have a career in order to retire.”

Xavier Cross: “You trying to die again?”

{The two men have a tense stare down, before Tyler clears his throats.}

Tyler Jacobs: “We are coming at you live, from Safeco Field, Seattle, Washington. Another sold out crowd! We are just steamrolling through these towns!”

Rachel Grimes: “When you have this kind of prime entertainment, it’s only to be expected.”

Trent Helms: “It’s only because they knew I had an autograph signing earlier today.”

Xavier Cross: “So they stuck around?”

Trent Helms: “No for every autograph they got, they also got a ticket.”

Xavier Cross: “Do you mean, that people who were buying tickets at the gate were also treated with autographs.”

Trent Helms: “Don’t you spin doctor this, who are you Fox News?!”

Rachel Grimes: “I can tell this is going to be the best pre-show yet…”

Tyler Jacobs: “And we got ourselves something special, joining us live backstage, is the one and only James Gilmore! James can you hear us?”

James Gilmore: “Howdy, I can hear y’all just fine.”

Xavier Cross: “James, how ya doing man, psyched up for tonight?”

James Gilmore: “Y’know, taking on the boss, in a crucial spot...I’m excited as I am nervous.”

Xavier Cross: “Trust me, I was a little shocked of how legit Verona is prepared, I know he’s a dangerous guy, but he might be hitting a new peak with this run.”

James Gilmore: “That’s perfect I tell ya, my career is a rollercoaster, I’ve has as many downs as I’ve had ups, and I’m slowly climbing up, and I’m gonna show Verona I ain’t nothing to look over.”

Xavier Cross: “You seem a little more fired up than usual, what has sparked the change?”

James Gilmore: “Honestly partner, It’s like I found true love once more, and her name is wrestling. I’ve always had a passion for this sport, but there for a bit, I kinda felt dim, like I was spinnin tires in mud. But this heir to the throne tournament, everything I just feel better than ever, and I’m back in love!”

Xavier Cross: “Hard work pays off, but I tell you life gets a lot easier when you’re working hard at something you love. I know the fans are excited with your success in this Throne series, how are you feelin?”

James Gilmore: “I like my chances, I’ve been on a roll, and looking at the standings, I’m closing in on clutching my spot. I’ve worked my ass off and I think that’s going to show tonight.”

Xavier Cross: “Well good luck tonight James, go put on a show!”

{Gilmore waves to the camera, as we zoom back in to the pre show panel, as we see Trent Helms eating a ridiculous large amount of cotton candy.}

Rachel Grimes: “There has been a noticeable change in Gilmore.”

Xavier Cross: “Kids got his swagger back. It’s insane to see how much a little confidence can do for a guy in this business.”

Tyler Jacobs: “But it can only get you so far too. This card is filled with interesting match ups, shall we take it from the top?”

Rachel Grimes: “In a few moments, The Red Cap will be taking on Thaddeus Bancroft on the live Lineage preshow.”

Xavier Cross: “I got a lot of respect for ‘Cap after our Night of the Immortals match, I know what that kid can do, and how far he’s willing to go.”

Trent Helms: “The kid has all the talent in the world, but that doesn’t mean shit if you don’t have that edge to you, that killer instinct. Bancroft is a proven winner, and will keep doing that here tonight.”

Tyler Jacobs: “That is true, but you really think he can handle the offensive juggernaut that is Red Cap?”

Trent Helms: “Bancroft is one of the few filthy primates that has actually gained my respect, his ability to move back and forth in time is impressive for your species. I would assume Bancroft has already seen the outcome that Red Cap does not have what it takes.”

Rachel Grimes: “Next off, kicking off the main card, our co-host Xavier Cross looks to put away Jason Sandman once and for all.”

Trent Helms: “Speaking of putting things away, why did you grow your hair out. I miss your old blonde short look.”

Xavier Cross: “Really? You’re more concerned with my haircut?”

Trent Helms: “I mean, you should be more concerned about your hair than Jason Sandman. Sandman I haven’t had the displeasure of wrestling, but he reminds me of a better version of a shithead I knew back in the day.”

Xavier Cross: “Trust me, I know who you’re talking about and the new model is better than the old Evil.”

Tyler Jacobs: “Maybe a little less inside talk, and a little more explaining.”

Rachel Grimes: “Can you get the monkey off your back Cross?”

Xavier Cross: “Well, I don’t underestimate what Jason is willing to do, and I don’t have to worry about any stipulations, I just have to go in there, and win the match. I don’t got to worry about ultra violence or anything else.”

Trent Helms: “Well you better get your shit together tonight. I think you can pull it off, like you pull them jeans off with dem Hot Cross Buns.”

Xavier Cross: “Thank you?”

Tyler Jacobs: “Next we have a match up that I myself am excited for, the final match in the series of Pax versus Nighthawk.”

{Trent visibly yawns, as Xavier shoots him a nasty look.}

Trent Helms: “What?”

Xavier Cross: “Don’t you think that’s a little disrespectful?”

Trent Helms: “This has been the most predictable series of matches I have ever seen in my entire life, you want me to be on the edge of my seat and excited? Don’t give me bologna chain wrestling. If I wanted to watch a better version of this match, I’d turn on ESPN 2 during wrestling season and watch some highschoolers make these two look like chumps.”

Xavier Cross: “Really? Pax and Nighthawk are some of the best technical wrestlers in the business. This has been a hard fought series and tonight we will get the conclusion to what has been simply put, epic.”

Trent Helms: “Then you’ve watered down the meaning of epic, to me, this is when I get up to get food and take a pisser. You can paint this picture how ever you want, but it’s going to be rest holds galore. Oh look! An Arm lock? It’s going to be thirty to forty minutes of my life I’ll never get back.”

Xavier Cross: “This will go down as one of the greatest showcases of pure wrestling talent that IWF has ever displayed.”

Trent Helms: “You want a bold prediction, one of them wins the one fall, the other wins two. Goodnight, and good bye.”

Tyler Jacobs: “You can’t be writing them off so easily Trent?”

Trent Helms: “Why not, in fact, I mean look at it. If I were a betting man, I’d say that these two had it planned out from the beginning just to horde up Heir to the Throne points.”

Xavier Cross: “Oh that’s just ludacris, what’s next The Bush Presidency took down the World Trade Centers to force through unconstitutional litigation based on the outbreak of fear?”

Trent Helms: “I’m just saying, it’s easy to rig a points system.”

Xavier Cross: “As someone involved in the throne process, I find it insulting that you think these two men would try to rig the system.”

Trent Helms: “You are at the bottom aren’t you?”

Xavier Cross: “And that’s my own fault.”

Trent Helms: “You really think those two deserve to be where they are?”

Tyler Jacobs: “Moving on….”

Rachel Grimes: “We have a mixed martial arts cage match, where Cable Arcane is going to try to finally, and permanently shut up Steve Awesome.”

Tyler Jacobs: “An interesting choice by Awesome, you have to admit he is at a disadvantage here.”

Xavier Cross: “Steve isn’t the kind of guy to put himself into a corner without a plan, he needs to have tricks up his sleeve here.”

Trent Helms: “I don’t get it, I thought this was a wrestling show?”

Xavier Cross: “Here we go.”

Trent Helms: “If anyone knows Steve Awesome, it’s me, with the exception of you, Xavier. This is Imperial Wrestling, not Imperial Mixed Martial Arts. I for one am not interested in seeing two neanderthals dry hump one another.”

Xavier Cross: “Someone is cranky.”

Trent Helms: “You want my honest opinion, is this going to rub people the wrong way? Maybe so, but I am Trent effin Helms, I’m not here to make nice, to make friends. I’m here to do what I do best, entertain. Steve has been one of the best in this industry, and he’s an idiot for putting this match in the cage.”

Xavier Cross: “I also don’t see the reason behind it, Cable is a scrappy son of a bitch. Putting that kind of steel around you, it’s like jumping into a lion’s den.”

Trent Helms: “You’re not as dumb as your haircut makes you look Cross, if Cable Arcane wanted to, he could end this match in fifteen seconds. The only chance Steve Awesome has tonight is if Cable gets overconfident and drags this out.”

Tyler Jacobs: “With the pain in the ass that Awesome has been for Mr. Arcane, you have to think he’s looking to inflict maximum damage.”

Xavier Cross: “And damage he will do, Steve better come prepared. I don’t know if this is going to be contested in a combat fighting style, but whatever car Steve is driving he better have some weapons locked in the trunk.”

Trent Helms: “The only way Steve has a chance is by using something to his advantage, a steel chair to the head, or maybe he’ll try to cut Cable’s head off with a katana or machete.”

Xavier Cross: “A machete? Really?”

Trent Helms: “I think mixed martial arts is barbaric and gladiator-esc. We are professional wrestlers, not common street rats fighting over a loaf of bread.”

Xavier Cross: “Look, I know Cable Arcane is one of the best in the world, and I can’t see Steve finding a way out of this, but my gut is saying Steve has a surprised planned for us.”

Trent Helms: “It better be a good one.”

Rachel Grimes: “Interesting predictions tonight, now let’s send it down to Terri Morasco and Vasco Dias, who are waiting to kick off tonight’s pre-show match!”

Xavier Cross: “I got Red Cap, and Trent has Thaddeus, how about we make this a little interesting?”

Trent Helms: “Whoever picks right, buys drinks?”

Xavier Cross: “Sounds like a plan.”

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PRE-SHOW SINGLES MATCH
Thaddeus Bancroft v. Redcap

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{The camera pans around to from the pre show panel, down to the announce desk, where we are greeted by Terri and Vasco.}

Vasco Dias: “Welcome ladies and gentlemen. I got to say, after watching that first half preshow panel, I’m glad I’m not up there.”

Terri Morasco: “It’s bad enough we have to work commentary with Trent.”

Vasco Dias: “But he has set twitter ablaze with his bold and rash statements. Right now hashtag IWF Lineage is trending number one world wide! And Trent better prepare himself for some backlack, as the IWF fans have been very vocal on social media defending the Pax and Nighthawk series.”

Terri Morasco: “It has been a very great series between these incredible athletes.”

Vasco Dias: “And the IWF galaxy agrees with those sentiments.”

Terri Morasco: “But now we have a very interesting match up on our plates, as Thaddeus and Red Cap look to break through in this Heir to the Throne challenge.”

Vasco Dias: “Both men are tied at five points a piece, and look to capture some very valuable points tonight on the preshow match up.”

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

Vasco Dias: “The Red Cap is here, and the fans are going crazy for him!”

Terri Morasco: “Since his debut, The Red Cap has been captivating fans in every arena we go to. With his high energy style, and mysterious air about him, it’s hard not to love Red Cap.”

Vasco Dias: “And he will need to capitalize on that high energy style to get a wind tonight over Bancroft.”

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

Terri Morasco: “And The Professor is here!”

Vasco Dias: “You have to wonder what dastardly tricks that Thaddeus has up his sleeves.”

Terri Morasco: “Red Cap better be prepared, because Thaddeus probably has gone back in time, and rewritten the book on dirty tricks, and trade secrets.”

{The two men start out of their respective corners, as the referee calls for the bell. In a strange show, Thaddeus dances himself to the center of the ring, bowing towards Red Cap, and extends his hand for a shake. Red Cap stops in his tracks, staring at the hand of Thaddeus, tilting his head like a confused canine. Shrugging his shoulders, Cap takes the hand, as Thaddeus stands up straight shake it with a tight grip, smiling from ear to ear as he steps forward, and with his other hand looks to immediately poke the eye of Red Cap. But Thaddeus looks shocked, as the mask has stopped his finger in it’s tracks. Thaddeus goes to retreat but Red Cap isn’t letting go of the hand as he quickly jerks Thaddeus forward, planting a knee into his gut. Red Cap looks around as the crowd goes crazy as Thaddeus drops to both of his knees, trying to catch his breath while begging for mercy. Red Cap responds to the pleas of mercy, with a shift kick across the chest of Thaddeus, followed by another, and another, and another.}

Vasco Dias: “Red Cap isn’t showing Thaddeus any mercy!”

Terri Morasco: “That’s what he gets for trying to start the match off with an attack to the eyes!”

Vasco Dias: “But you think Red could show a little sympathy, raining those kicks across the chest are just barbaric!”

{Red Cap lets go of Thaddeus’s hand finally, but rushes over to the ropes, getting momentum as he leaps forward catching Thaddeus square in his already red chest with a hard drop kick sending our favorite time villain through the bottom rope, as he crashes onto the floor below. Thaddeus quickly regains composure, shake his head as he motions to Harriet to grab his things, as the two begin to make their way out of the arena up the ramp!}

Vasco Dias: “No way! Thaddeus is going to get himself counted out?!”

Terri Morasco: “This is ridiculous!”

{Red Cap steps back, watching Thaddeus make his way through the curtain as the referee looks confused, before starting his ten count. But a flash of light blinds the crowd, as Thaddeus appears outside the ring as the referee has reached six! Thaddeus slides into the ring, and kicks Red Cap right between the legs. The referee turns around seeing Red Cap on the ground, as Thaddeus quickly goes for a pin.}

Vasco Dias: “The hell is going on?!”

Terri Morasco: “That...has to be another time’s version of Thaddeus!”

Vasco Dias: “This is brilliant!”

Terri Morasco: “It’s underhanded! Two on one!”

{The referee drops down to count the three, but Red Cap manages to get his shoulder up at two. Thaddeus leans back, stroking his mustache as he grabs Red Cap by the arm, dragging the Fae Hero to his feet, before Thaddeus hits him in the collar bone with a vicious forearm, before dragging Red Cap into a headlock, wrenching at the neck Thaddeus begins to march around the ring with Cap firmly in his grasp. As Thaddeus makes a scene, while wrenching the neck. Red Cap slips out, and quickly hits a roll up on Thaddeus, but Thaddeus rolls out and for his trouble is caught right under the chin with a quick kick by Red Cap. Thaddeus stumbles a bit, falling down into a seated position in the corner as Red Cap quickly kicks up to his feet, pointing at Thaddeus before charging forward with a high altitude drop kick right into the chest of Thaddeus.}

Vasco Dias: “I won’t even pretend to understand what Thaddeus is capable of, but he sure loves putting on a show.”

Terri Morasco: “Red Cap isn’t one to shy away from a little in ring theatrics either!”

Vasco Dias: “What’s this! Harriet is making her way back down to the ring!”

{We in fact see Thaddeus’s partner in crime making her way down the entrance ramp. She quickly hops up onto the ring apron, the referee immediately walks over to tell her she needs to get down or get out. Meanwhile, the Thaddeus that started the match hops over the guard rail, umbrella in hand as he slips in under the ring rope. He drops the umbrella onto the ground, and taps Red Cap on the shoulder. As Red Cap turns around, he is brought face to face with another Thaddeus! Meanwhile the Thaddeus he had just drop kicked in the corner grabs the umbrella quickly bringing it up for the low blow. As Red Cap leans over in pain, Thaddeus-One grabs the tip of the umbrella, as the two Thaddeus’s begin to lift Red Cap up with the Umbrella. The two men shake it wildly up and down, before slamming Red Cap onto the mat. Thaddeus-Two, or the second Thaddeus in this match gives Thaddeus-One, or Original Thaddeus, a thumbs up before disappearing in a puff of smoke. Harriet hops off the apron as Thaddeus drops down and covers Red Cap for the pinfall}

Vasco Dias: “This...is the most brilliant strategy I have ever seen in the history of wrestling!”

Terri Morasco: “This is...the most absurd form of cheating in wrestling history!”

Vasco Dias: “Either way, history is being made tonight!”

{The referee goes to count the pinfall, but at two, Red Cap manages to get a foot on the ring rope breaking the count up. Frustrated that his plan has not worked. Thaddeus grabs Cap by the throat, lifting him up carefully as he draws back a hand looking to crack open the mask with a vicious right hand. But Red Cap ducks, slipping behind Thaddeus, leaping into a crucifix roll up, but Cap rolls right through it and manages to get on the back of Thaddeus and locks in the Samhain Stretch!}

Terri Morasco: “Red Cap! Out of no where uses his agility to put Thaddeus in a wicked submission!”

Vasco Dias: “No! Not after all that!”

{Thaddeus kicks and screams, as Red Cap wrenches the hold, and forces Thaddeus to surrender in defeat}

Alison Valance: “Your winner, by Submission….Red Caaaap!”

Vasco Dias: “I hate to admit it, but Red Cap overcame all the tactical plans that Thaddeus had…”

Terri Morasco: “With the odds against him, Red Cap gets some valuable points in the Heir to the Throne tournament!”

{Red Cap stands somberly in the ring, as Thaddeus rolls out, licking his wounds, a disgusted look on his face as he watches Red Cap carefully as Harriet helps him up the ramp. Red Cap turns to Thaddeus, meeting his glare with a simple shrug of the shoulders.}

Vasco Dias: “An interesting preshow match to say the least. Let’s send it back to Tyler Jacobs and the Preshow Gang!”

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ROUNDTABLE SEGMENT

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{The camera zooms out, and back over to the preshow panel, where Tyler Jacobs and Xavier Cross have now switched seats after an off screen ‘discussion’ between Trent Helms and Xavier Cross.}

Rachel Grimes: “What a match! Thaddeus is brilliant, but Red Cap seemed to want it more.”

Xavier Cross: “Red Cap is a great competitor, and put on an impressive win here.”

Trent Helms: “Alas, primates are still primates when it comes to winning. Thaddeus should have brought a time army with him. Why leave anything to chance, crush thy enemy!”

Tyler Jacobs: “Anyway, we still have a lot to go over, and hopefully Mister Helms can stay away from controversy.”

Trent Helms: “What, you can call me a hater all you want, but I got this show trending on twitter.”

Xavier Cross: “Sometimes a little heat can be a good thing, but are you looking for a way to beat the heat?”

Rachel Grimes: “Excellent segway! Here’s a word from our sponsors!”

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SPONSOR BREAK

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ROUNDTABLE SEGMENT

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{We open back up to the Pre Show panel, as Tyler Jacobs is drinking a delicious ‘Booker Tea’}

Tyler Jacobs: “You know, this stuff isn’t half bad, it’s like if Juicy Juice and Red Bull had a baby.”

Trent Helms: “I want my own flavor!”

Xavier Cross: “I don’t think anyone wants Trent Helms old milk flavored tea…”

Trent Helms: “You don’t know that, people are weird!”

Rachel Grimes: “Back to the task at hand, let’s take a look at our next match.”

Tyler Jacobs: “This one should be interesting. A resurgence of ability from James Gilmore, taking on a, dare I say rolling rock that is Roberto Verona.”

Xavier Cross: “A lot of people like to make assumptions, especially when the heir to the throne contestants came out, and the shock a lot of people had seeing Verona in the running. I got to square off with him a few weeks ago, and I have to say he’s as scary as he used to be in the ring. The man hasn’t lost a step, and I don’t think anyone can say he’s got an easy path, being the owner and all.”

Trent Helms: “Sure, the man signs my checks. But I think this isn’t about how good Verona is, I think it’s going to be how bad Gilmore is. Look, I’ve been to Corpus Cristi, nothing good has ever come out of that place, except a very well kept glory hole on 5th and Main.”

Xavier Cross: “You can’t discount what Gilmore has proven, who is firmly in the race in the Throne chase.”

Trent Helms: “Ignoring the fact that, I am five and oh against the Boss man himself.”

Xavier Cross: “None of which were singles matches.”

Trent Helms: “Don’t tarnish my stats with facts, what is this, ESPN?!”

Xavier Cross: “Get to the point!”

Trent Helms: “A frosty in hell has a better chance than James Gilmore, Verona is going to step on his throat.”

Xavier Cross: “You aren’t giving Gilmore enough credit, yes he is the underdog, and as much as people love a good underdog story, this is going to be the real test. Bold prediction, if James Gilmore can beat Roberto Verona here tonight, I think he will be the next Heir to the Throne.”

Tyler Jacobs: “Bold prediction? You really think Gilmore has it in him?”

Xavier Cross: “Look, we all saw him earlier, the dude is more focused than he’s ever been, possibly in his entire career. I won’t bet against a man that fired up, and ready to go to war.”

Rachel Grimes: “Interesting takes, next we have Alexis taking on Vesna, I got to say, it’s hard to pick against Alexis…”

Xavier Cross: “Because she is one of the most dominant women in the sport, yesterday, today, and tomorrow.”

Trent Helms: “She’s stealing my schtick, picking and choosing when she comes out of retirement.”

Xavier Cross: “She stepped out, and is facing a hot young upstart in Vensa.”

Tyler Jacobs: “Alexis may call her shots between retiring and unretiring, but you have to think that she sees something interesting about this match.”

Trent Helms: “A paycheck? Duh. She’s going to squash Vensa, and who knows if she even shows up at Sacrifice.”

Xavier Cross: “Don’t write off the rookie Trent, win or lose, Vensa can make a real statement tonight depending on how this match goes. A win over Alexis would be huge for her, but...if she fights her ass off, she may just make herself a career either way.”

Trent Helms: “Next up, Bob Pooler defends his strong style champ- whoa whoa whoa.”

Xavier Cross: “What the hell now Helms?”

Trent Helms: “Three questions, Why is there a strong style championship? How is The Oracle fighting for a title, on a pay per view and I’m stuck up here with you stooges? And three, how is Bob Pooler going to wrestling Barbara Gordon in a wheel chair.”

Xavier Cross: “Wrong Oracle.”

Trent Helms: “...I’d pay more money to watch that.”

Tyler Jacobs: “The Oracle one of the flock from the Age of Gods has been, for lack of a better word, taunting Bob Pooler for weeks now. Bob Pooler looks to finally shut up the Oracle tonight.”

Xavier Cross: “Look, The Age of Gods ain’t nothing to mess with, and I think the fact that we don’t have really any data on the Oracle is dangerous.”

Rachel Grimes: “God keeps dangerous people in his circle, so the Strong Style might become Violent Style by the end of this.”

Xavier Cross: “It’s hard to bet against Bob, he’s talented, and he’s motivated, which is dangerous.”

Trent Helms: “Look, I love Canadians, and normally I’d be rooting for a fellow Canuck, but Pooler is from Quebec, and I don’t like...those canadians. Oracle is going to carry out Allah’s will tonight.”

Xavier Cross: “The unknown is a huge factor, but Bob Pooler isn’t a man easily shaken. I’ll put my eggs in his quebec basket.”

Rachel Grimes: “So the question on everyone’s mind, is Spike Kane going to be able to compete tonight?”

Trent Helms: “I’m not the biggest Spike Kane advocate, and there was a report floating around he collapsed backstage…”

Xavier Cross: “I gotta agree with Trent, I myself am not a big Spike Kane guy, in fact, there are tons of Kane’s that I don’t like. But, you really think a little fainting spell is going to stop The Blood God?”

Tyler Jacobs: “Champ has to compete, there are no ifs, ands, or buts. But you got to think Dean Harper is going full shark mode, there is blood in the water, and he’s going to try to devour Spike tonight.”

Xavier Cross: “I ain’t gonna say yay pack, or yay Spike any day of the week, but as a fan, I want to see the champ put on a show.”

Trent Helms: “I just hope Harper leaves enough of Spike for me to get a few licks in.”

Rachel Grimes: “And that is going to start a fanfiction somewhere, moving on, speaking of Kane’s, Hope looks to get her first taste of gold tonight.”

Xavier Cross: “I think I know someone who has a very good insight of this match, let’s turn it over to the live feed.”

{The video opens up, with Vivienne Rodgers sitting in the locker room, stretching out a bit.}

Xavier Cross: “Sweetheart, can you hear us?”

Vivienne Rodgers: “The cameraman was a dead giveaway. I can hear you fine sugarbear.”

{Xavier blushes furiously, as Trent snickers.}

Rachel Grimes: “What an honor, our Women’s Open Weight Champion, Vivienne Rodgers.”

Vivienne Rodgers: “Thank you Rachel, pleasure to be back on the Round Table.”

Tyler Jacobs: “Vivienne, Tyler here, you are setting the world on fire with this very impressive run as Open Weight champ, are you a bit concerned that Hope is going to be the downfall?”

Vivienne Rodgers: “Thank you Tyler, honestly, she might be, but I’m not going to let my mindset in the idea that I’m going to lose. Look, I have a lot of respect for Hope’s abilities in the ring. But I also have the utmost confidence in my own skill set.”

Xavier Cross: “Those Kane’s are a dangerous bunch Viv, how prepared are you going in to tonight?”

Vivienne Rodgers: “Well you know my routine, I’m just stretching out a bit, watching how cute you are in your little suit, talking all fancy. And Trent! Interesting look, very vibrant… Tell your sister I said hi!”

Trent Helms: “You are a darling Vivienne, I don’t see how you put up with Cross.”

Vivienne Rodgers: “You’ve seen that butt with your own eyes, you know what’s up.”

Trent Helms: “That I have, Vivienne, in a blatant change of my own character, I got to say I’m rooting for you tonight, my sister doesn’t have many friends and it warms my cold little heart to see just how positive you’ve been in the ring and outside the business.”

Xavier Cross: “Trent said something nice, on camera?”

Trent Helms: “Look, Hope Freeman-Hall-Kane-Dominique-Rodgers-Cromartie-Ha-Ha-Clinton-Dix is a rookie with a strong blood line for this business, I ain’t saying it’s going to be easy. But Vivienne has always risen to the occasion. Plus putting up with you, has to be the hardest mental endurance training one could undertake.”

Xavier Cross: “Ladies and gentlemen, that was an NFL reference on the long name.”

Trent Helms: “I’m just saying, that I want a longer name...like Super Space Jesus Trent Helms esquire.”

Vivienne Rodgers: “You’re a lawyer?”

Trent Helms: “I am an avocado at law.”

Xavier Cross: “That doesn’t make sense at all..”

Vivienne Rodgers: “Dream your dreams Trent.”

Xavier Cross: “Real quick, I need to put over Vivienne as the greatest girlfriend ever. This woman cooks like a champion. My daughter is a big vegan, and I myself am a carnivore, and I had just the best vegan pancakes the other day. I swear, I’m going to call you “The Iron Chef” Vivienne Rodgers.”

Vivienne Rodgers: “I know my way around a flapjack. All I can say is that, and pun intended, I Hope that Hope brings her a game tonight. I think we can steal the show, and I look forward to defending my Open Weight championship tonight.”

Tyler Jacobs: “And we can’t wait to see you do so! Thanks again Vivienne.”

Vivienne Rodgers: “Thanks for having me again, and Xavier, don’t overdo it tonight..”

Xavier Cross: “I’m just saying, I’m going right for the ol’ eyeballs.”

Vivienne Rodgers: “Just...be careful okay?”

Xavier Cross: “Yes my love.”

Vivienne Rodgers: “I love you buncake.”

{Xavier blushes again, furiously.}

Xavier Cross: “I love you too Huckleberry.”

Trent Helms: “I am literally going to die.”

{Vivienne blows a kiss at the camera, as we cut back to the preshow round table.}

Tyler Jacobs: “How the hell did you get so lucky Cross?”

Xavier Cross: “What can I say?”

Tyler Jacobs: “That you’re the most overachieving son of a bitch in the locker room.”

Xavier Cross: “I mean, you’ve seen my butt.”

Rachel Grimes: “Ahem...next up, we have Jayson Matthews looking for answers and looking to deface God, who defends his extreme championship.”

Trent Helms: “Look, Zeus has to defend his title, but I know this guy, Cross knows this guy, the world knows this Omnipotent figure. In a standard match, he is deadly, but you are throwing the rules out the window.”

Xavier Cross: “I get that Jayson wants to do big things, I know he wants to give Angel hell, in full. But, seriously, I’ve got the scars on my body that still send chills up my spine of how dangerous Angel is, or God, whatever. Jayson I just don’t think has the heart to really do what needs to be done to win here tonight.”

Trent Helms: “Jayson Matthews is banana fueled, and ready to rip skulls. The kid is going to finally conquer all the pain of his past right here, tonight.”

Tyler Jacobs: “It’s going to be a steep mountain, God is nothing to be trifled with, and Jayson Matthews...he’s not going to be the same win, lose, or draw here tonight.”

Rachel Grimes: “You have to feel sorry for Jayson here. Being pulled in different directions. Especially after having such a breakout year last year.”

Tyler Jacobs: “Next up we have our co main event. A triple threat for the women's world title. Brooklyn Maddox has an uphill battle tonight.”

Trent Helms: “Triple threats are the hardest contests for a champ. Who doesn't even have to be involved with the decision.”

Xavier Cross: “Maddox has been one of the most dominant champions in IWF history, but so is my favorite to win this. Pandora. Who in my opinion is one of the most dominant superstars to ever lace up a pair of boots.”

Tyler Jacobs: “you have to wonder how Charity will approach, or what roll with the best friends club have?”

Rachel Grimes: “There is a big spotlight on this match, and you know those ladies love to steal the show.”

Trent Helms: “Personally bfc or not. Brooklyn is going to show the entire locker room why she is the champ.”

Xavier Cross: “To me I think this is going to mark the resurgence of Pandora on top of the women's roster.”

Tyler Jacobs: “I'll go for the dark horse. Charity has a chance to take down two of the biggest sharks in the division and capture a title. The stories write themselves.”

Rachel Grimes: “finally. We have our main event. A dragons den match, where Spike Kane looks to defend his world title against Dean Harper. The big question on everyone's mind. Is Spike healthy?”

Xavier Cross: “Are any of us? Look Spike is hurting but if anyone thinks that is going to stop him from competing, you're dead wrong.”

Trent Helms: “we touched on it earlier, I'm not a Kane fan. But that man will die in that ring before he doesn't show.”

Xavier Cross: “We have alot of people here who have died, including present company.”

Trent Helms: “its more of a nap than anything.”
Tyler Jacobs: “But Dean is ready. And this could be his moment. Not many superstars in the history of our sport have challenged for a title while also having a number one contenders match in his back pocket.”

Xavier Cross: “But the Kanes have made the dragons den match what it is today.”

Trent Helms: “End of the day, I wont bet again Poisden king of the blood ocean.”

Xavier Cross: “Honestly. This might be the toughest challenge of Spike's career. But the den will bring out the best in him.”

Dean Harper: “Dont have any faith in me sugarbear?”

{Casually walking up on the stage, is Dean Harper.}

Tyler Jacobs: “Ladies and gentlemen. Dean Harper.”

Dean Harper: “...what's wrong Cross. Cat got your tongue?”

Rachel Grimes: “Dean any word on your match tonight…”

Dean Harper: “I've said what needs to be said, now I want to know what the blood, of the blood god tastes like.”

Tyler Jacobs: “Bold words from the challenger…”

Dean Harper: “go ahead and call me your future world champion…”

Trent Helms: “I don’t like your face, but that attitude...Dean Harper…”

Dean Harper: “Thank…you?”

Xavier Cross: “You better finish Spike off tonight, or else the future is going to be pretty rough.”

Dean Harper: “Speaking of the future, I got a little present for you Cross.”

{Xavier freezes a bit, as Dean leans down putting something into his hand, as Dean leans into Xavier’s ear whispering something. We see Xavier’s eyes grow wide, as he hops up from the desk. He rips the wiring of the headset off, tossing it to the side as he hops off the panel desk, and bolts off into the backstage.}

Tyler Jacobs: “The hell did you say to him Dean?”

Dean Harper: “Let’s just say, Xavier Cross is going to owe me one. Spike, if you’re watching…”

{Dean makes his way to the camera, until we can only see his face.}

Dean Harper: “I am your new champion...all...bloody...hail…”

{He winks into the camera, before stepping away leaving the three hosts to look at one another.}

Tyler Jacobs: “I...don’t know what to say but…”

Trent Helms: “That Harper kid is slick…”

Rachel Grimes: “Ladies and gentlemen, thanks for sticking with us, I’m Rachel Grimes and…”

{She’s cut off as she looks at the camera, something going off in her headset.}

Rachel Grimes: “We are going to send you backstage where...well something is going on! Thanks again, and welcome to IWF’s Lineage!”

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SINGLES MATCH
Xavier Cross v Jason Sandman.

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{We immediately open backstage from the pre-show as Xavier Cross, still in his jeans, and his cut off sleeve t-shirt, the camera is following closely behind. He throws the backstage door open into the parking garage as we see Jason Sandman getting out of a large black pick up truck as Xavier runs over kicking the door closed on Jason Sandman, wedging him between the door and truck with tremendous force. Throwing the door open, Xavier begins to strike the head of Jason Sandman as the camera gets closer, we can notice that Sandman’s eyes are rolled back, that Death is in control. Immediately Cross is knocked back staggered with a vicious uppercut. Xavier catches himself as he charges forward tackling Sandman into the side of the truck. Sandman begins to strike at the back of Cross, who digs his heels in tossing Sandman to the side as Sandman catches his balance.}

Vasco Dias: “Welcome, we are witnessing a fight.”

Terri Morasco: “Great description Vasco, Xavier took off at the end of the pre-show round table, and has brought the fight to Jason Sandman.”

Vasco Dias: “This is supposed to be a standard match, but I think we were all fooling ourselves thinking that it was going to happen like that.”

{The two men take a step forward before throwing vicious blows at one another, we see a small cut open up right at the corner of Xavier’s left eye. But he takes a step forward catching Sandman across the bridge of the nose with a headbutt sending Sandman staggering back onto the hood of a car. Xavier charges forward leaping into the air with a diving forearm, but Sandman rolls out of the way as Cross crashes through the windshield, folding into the front seat. Sandman quickly moves over dragging Xavier through the broken windshield. Cross quickly swings his hand backwards dragging a piece of glass over Sandman’s cheek opening up a small cut as he kicks Sandman in the gut knocking him back a bit. Gathering himself, Xavier leaps off the roof of the car crashing into Sandman as both men crash into a concrete wall.}

Vasco Dias: “Did Cross just try to take Sandman’s eye?”

Terri Morasco: “We got to do something, where is security.”

Vasco Dias: “Wait...what’s this...I’m getting some new from the back. They’re going to let these two men resolve their issues, if they make it to the ring, they make it to the ring.”

Terri Morasco: “Our insurance company is going to be soooo pissed.”

{Both men stagger up to their feet, as Sandman grabs Cross by the hair throwing a very hard right hand into Cross’s face. Xavier falls back into a giant tractor trailer, with a huge picture of Andrew Jacobsen on the side. Sandman throws a hard right, but Xavier ducks as Sandman’s hand bangs against the side of the trailer. Cross side steps, digging into his pocket pulling out a small plastic bag filled with a red powder. Turning he tosses it right into the eyes of Jason Sandman.}

Vasco Dias: “The hell is that?”

Terri Morasco: “I think that may be the stuff Dean gave Cross earlier!”

Vasco Dias: “This...isn’t good Sandman is blind!”

{Letting out a roar, Sandman clutches at his face as he staggers around. Cross shoves Sandman into a doorway, who staggers and falls down, still clawing at his own eyes. Xavier charges forward kicking Sandman square in the side rolling him down a hallway as we open up to the main floor of stadium. Xavier walks over to a merchandise stand, looking around he grabs a Jayson Matthew’s signature t-shirt, turning around he wraps the shirt around the throat of Sandman, wrenching back. Sandman covers his eyes as he manages to get to his feet throwing a hard elbow into the stomach of Cross, as the shirt falls to the floor. In a blind rage, Sandman shoves Cross backwards who flips over one of the food stations, knocking over a bucket of popcorn and soda covering two innocent workers in a mess.}

Vasco Dias: “That has to be a health code violation.”

Terri Morasco: “These two men are going to tear this arena apart.”

{Sandman staggers over to the food station, grabbing a bottle of water. Trying to wash out of his eyes. But when he finally gets a clear view of something, Xavier Cross is diving off of the counter, hitting Sandman with a hard flying clothesline as both men slam into the concrete floor. Looking up, Xavier looks towards the entrance to the arena, as he grabs Sandman by the arm dragging him over. But as the get to the entrance, Sandman rises up with a hard uppercut, as Xavier falls back as we see the jam packed Seattle Crowd. The two men begin to exchanges blows as they stagger their way down the steps to the arena as the fans begin to go nuts.}

Vasco Dias: “Finally they made it to the crowd!”

Terri Morasco: “And they’re not letting up on one another at all!”

{Xavier throws a hard forearm, but Sandman connects with a hard right sending Xavier tumbling down the hard arena steps as he crashes into the barricade. Sandman casually makes his way down the steps, as he keeps rubbing his eyes. Cross staggers to his feet, but Sandman rushes forward hitting him with a clothesline that takes both men over the barricade onto the ring floor. The two men scramble a bit, worn down and beaten from one another as they try to rise to their feet. Sandman gets there first, sending a hard left hand. Cross follows up with a right of his own as the two men begin to brawl, exchanging fists outside the ring. Cross ducks under Sandman’s punch, getting behind him hitting a snap german suplex. Cross rolls over, trying to stand up, he wipes the blood off the corner of his eye. Grabbing Sandman one last time, Cross throws him under the bottom rope and into the ring. The referee finally rings the bell.}

Vasco Dias: “After what felt like forever, we finally got one of our competitors in the ring!”

Terri Morasco: “And Xavier is following suit. This match may finally start and end at the same time.”

{Cross slides into the ring, getting into the opposite corner he smacks his knee and points at Sandman, who is staggering to his knees. Sandman looks up, as he holds his hand out. The lights flicker a bit, as we see the ghost of Cari Cross in the center of the ring. Xavier looks a bit shocked for a moment, but we see the twisted, pained face, turn into something peaceful as she waves at Xavier with a smile, and disappears into the light. Sandman looks shocked as Xavier looks more focused than ever.}

Vasco Dias: “Did we just watch an exorcism.”

Terri Morasco: “The devil will come for his due, this was Dean Harper’s help that released Cari from Sandman’s control.”

Vasco Dias: “A man will do anything for love.”

{Xavier charges looking for his knee strike, but Sandman side steps out of the way grabbing Xavier from behind hitting Cross in the back of the head with a hard forearm shot. Turning Xavier around, who is dazed Sandman lifts him into the air with the Honorable Death package piledriver, before diving Xavier into the mat. Quickly covering him, Sandman goes for the pinfall.}

Terri Morasco: “By god...what…”

Vasco Dias: “Sandman was ready for the last shot.”

Terri Morasco: “He freed Cari but...he’s going to lose the match?”

Vasco Dias: “Lose the battle, win the war…”

Alison Valance: “And your winner by pinfall, Jason Sandman!”

{Jason rolls out of the ring, looking furious as he makes his way up the entrance ramp, still rubbing the red dust out of his eyes. Xavier is laid out in the center of the ring as his hand reaches out towards the light, giving the crowd a thumbs up.}

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BEST OF FIVE SERIES
2 out of 3 falls
Pax Stormcrow v. Nighthawk

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Ring Announcer Alison Valance: “This next contest is match #5 in the best of 5 series and is scheduled for the best 2-out-of-3 falls.”

{The lights in the arena dim, and there is the sound of a powerup collected in an old video game system. At the sound, the crowd leap to their feet with cheers. A beat is laid out, filling the arena with the sounds of a Midi file. The lights pulse in time with the music. As they flash as the beat trembles, an explosion of sparks rocks the entrance stage. Pax runs out, shouting at the crowd to hype them up as the chanting on Suplex by A Tribe Called Red kicks in. He jumps in place at the entrance ramp, before making his way down to the arena. He slaps hands with fans, especially taking the time to pay attention to a kid or two on the way down to the ring. He slides under the ropes and rolls to his feet, circling the ring as he shouts to the crowd with a giant smile on his face.}

Alison Valance: “Introducing 1st, from Aitkin, Minnesota and weighing in at 250 pounds please welcome…. Pax Stormcrow!”

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

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

Terri Morasco: “And after 4 great contests, tonight at Lineage we find out who is going to be the #1 contender to the Strong Style Championship. Will it be Pax Stormcrow, the prodigy with unlimited potential? Or can Nighthawk, the world-traveled veteran who has seen and done it all except in IWF?”

Vasco Dias: “If you’re Nighthawk, there might be more pressure on him than there’s been on him for quite a while. Pax Stormcrow is a tremendous raw talent, with a ton of potential that no one denies, but he doesn’t have the experience that Nighthawk does. And yet, he’s 2 falls away from dealing an absolutely heartbreaking loss to Nighthawk. He was up 2-0 in this series, and if he loses tonight, that could break him.”

{As the referee checks both men for foreign objects and goes over the rules of the match Nighthawk keeps his eyes focused on Pax Stormcrow the entire time. Finally ringing the bell to start the 1st fall the referee steps back into a neutral corner while Nighthawk offers a handshake to Pax Stormcrow who simply says “After” before swatting the hand away which draws a slightly confused nod from the Chicagoan who nonetheless goes in for a lockup only to get heaved halfway across the ring as Pax charges in, looking to win the 1st fall with the same blitzkrieg-style tactics that won him the last 2 contests. Seeing the rush coming Nighthawk ducks out of the way and lands an enzuigiri on the way by, leaving Pax holding onto the top rope to keep himself from falling down which allows Nighthawk the chance to head up to the top turnbuckle with cat-like quickness and pounce on the opening with a massive double stomp to the arm before quickly locking in an over-the-ropes hanging armbar which he lets go of at the referee’s count of 4 causing Pax to quickly roll to the floor shaking out his arm as the “Wrestling Machine” gazes down carefully at his opponent, his long cherry bomb-red locks hanging in front of his face as he runs his tongue across his teeth and loosens his wrists out carefully as if realizing he’s in for the long haul. Sliding back in the ring carefully, continuing to shake out his arm, Pax goes in for a lockup and comes out of that with a tight side headlock, taking the headlock over and quickly leaning on his smaller opponent as he tries to wear him down using his strength advantage as the crowd begins to chant “Let’s go Nighthawk” with ever-increasing ferocity. Shaking his finger no when the referee asks him if he wants to surrender the 1st fall, his body language indicating his displeasure that the question would even be asked, the “American Samurai” slowly begins to wriggle his way out of the headlock carefully before getting free enough to lock in a short-arm scissors. But as he tries to finish the hold Pax slowly stands up with Nighthawk still in the short-arm scissors, as though he has a 185-pound barnacle on him, and then slams him down right into a lateral press for a long 2-count. Shaking out his arm Pax looks to slow the pace down again by hooking the “Master of 1000 Holds” in a tight Stretch Plum, quickly drawing the referee over.}

Terri Morasco: “I didn’t think we’d see things go the way they have in the 1st fall. Nighthawk, noted usually for being something of a slow starter as he tries to feel his opponent out, appears to be looking to win the 1st fall quickly here. Is it the schedule, and the beatings he’s been taking since Heir to the Throne was announced, that has made him make that choice? Or could the man widely regarded as IWF’s top tactician have seen an opening?”

Vasco Dias: “The other question, here, Terri is Pax Stormcrow. In the 2 matches in this series he did win he utilized a blitzkrieg offense. He saw his openings and he capitalized on them with overwhelming force. Tonight, he hasn’t been given those openings. If he can find them, or create them, does the arm work Nighthawk’s been able to do prevent him from applying the same force he did in matches 3 and 4?”

{As Pax locks in the Stretch Plum, the referee quickly coming over to see if Nighthawk wants to submit, the Minnesotan quickly scoots his body backwards closer to the center of the ring to prevent his smaller opponent from getting out of the hold by using the ropes. Shaking his finger no when the referee asks him if he wants to submit the Chicagoan instead begins to work on getting out of the hold as Pax cranks on the hold tighter and tighter, reaching his hands inside the facelock portion of the Stretch Plum to open the hands open before grabbing a tight fingerlock which he quickly converts into a victory roll that gets a very long 2-count as Nighthawk takes a moment to see if the referee actually counted 2 only to walk into a perfectly timed standing bearhug as Pax continues to try and work on bleeding dry the legendarily full gas tank of the “Wrestling Machine”. Letting out a strangled no when the referee asks him if he wants to submit Nighthawk immediately begins to work on what he wants to do next, taking a momentary glance around to see where he is in relation to the ropes. Confident he's not in a place where he needs to use them to break the hold Nighthawk slowly begins to bridge all the way down while still in the bearhug, getting low enough in his bridge that he can simply slip out of the back door of the bearhug and come out with an O’Connor roll that gets a very long 2-count only for Pax to hold onto him and quickly hook in a rear waistlock as he tries to go for a deadlift German suplex. Desperately trying to escape from this any way he can think of the “American Samurai” finally rolls through the suplex attempt into an ankle pick before locking in a beautifully timed Windy City Stretch Alpha, locking his arms together as Pax tries desperately to roll through or find some other escape. Finally unable to find anything Pax verbally taps to the referee.}

Alison Valance: “The winner of the 1st fall, ‘The Wrestling Machine’ Nighthawk!”

Terri Morasco: “And after a 1st fall that was a brilliant hold-for-hold game of human chess, Nighthawk wins by trapping Pax Stormcrow in a submission hold we have very rarely seen him utilize. That 1st fall was a victory of experience and skill over athleticism and power.”

Vasco Dias: “I haven’t always been a fan of Nighthawk’s approach to out-of-the-ring business, but no one who watches him compete would say with a straight face that he isn’t one of the smartest in-ring competitors. He matches the athletic talent he does have with a tremendous amount of brainpower in that ring, and in the 1st fall we saw that.”

{As the referee rings the bell to start the 2nd fall, Pax Stormcrow slowly stands up shaking out his arm looking frustrated at how the 1st fall went. Glaring at Nighthawk who is offering a hand up Pax waves that off and immediately lands a gigantic double-leg takedown, quickly moving into a pinning position as he tries to get the match tied up quickly only to find Nighthawk keeping his shoulders off of the mat and Pax unable to force them down. But as Pax continues to focus on keeping his opponent’s shoulders to the mat the Chicagoan uses his distraction and single-minded focus to lock in a triangle armbar as he tries to win the 2nd fall via submission. Shaking his left arm no when the referee sees if he wants to quit Pax instead manages to use his raw strength advantage to hoist Nighthawk up into a position where he can go for a powerbomb. Trying to counter out into a hurricanrana the “Wrestling Machine” is instead heaved into the turnbuckles with a buckle bomb followed by a massive running double-leg takedown that turns him inside-out. Covering quickly Pax shoots a death glare at the official when Nighthawk kicks out at the count of 2, shaking his arm out almost immediately after banging his hands on the mat in frustration. Leaning against the bottom rope, unsure as to what to do next, Pax finally hooks Nighthawk in a grounded bearhug, pulling him up to his feet into a trio of rolling belly-to-belly suplexes before covering on the 3rd one and getting a three-count to tie the match at 1 fall a piece.}

Alison Valance: “The winner of the 2nd fall, tying the match up at 1 fall a piece, Pax Stormcrow!”

Terri Morasco: “Pax Stormcrow went back to the abdomen and you can see how much fruit it bore for him. If he keeps this up I doubt if Nighthawk’s going to have anything left for the third fall to make it competitive, much less pull out a win.”

Vasco Dias: “We saw Nighthawk trap Pax Stormcrow in a submission he didn’t have an answer for, and he verbally tapped. When Pax hit the 2nd and 3rd gear, Nighthawk can’t answer him.”

{As the referee rings the bell to start the 3rd fall Pax patiently measures Nighthawk who uses the ropes to stand up, albeit on unsteady legs, before charging in looking for another double-leg takedown which Nighthawk counters by somehow landing a flying cross-armbreaker as Pax rushes in. Desperately trying to lock his hands together to block the armbar Pax extends his full body to the ropes to force a break of the hold which he gets at the count of 4 just as Nighthawk is able to get full extension on the cross-armbreaker. Rolling to the floor, angry at what just happened as his arm hangs at his side, Pax pulls himself back into the ring and shoves Nighthawk before locking in a cravate suplex and dropping the Chicagoan right on his head. Slapping his weakened arm with his strong one until he’s confident he can hold and grip things Pax picks up the “Wrestling Machine” and goes for the Peace Out only to get caught with a Dead on Time before collapsing to the mat.}

{Staggering up to their feet at more or less the same time a glassy-eyed Nighthawk seemingly on autopilot appears to go for an Orange Crush only for Pax to counter into a heavy Karelin Lift which he holds on to right into a Peace Out that gets the 3-count.}

Alison Valance: “The winner of the match, 2 falls to one, Pax Stormcrow!”

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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Friendship talk

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{The scene opens with Rob Diamond and El Grande Malo hanging out backstage.}

Rob Diamond: It’s simple Malo. All you do is put it on cruise control, then you get out and do the dance. I’ll hold the wheel and film it.

El Grande Malo: Malo is the hesitant. Malo doesn’t even know KeKe.

{Just then Steve Awesome walks up.}

Steve Awesome: Hey Guys, there you are. Look, I got your message. You feel under appreciated. I get it. I’m not a total asshole. How about you guys stop being petty and come help me train and warm up for my match and after I win, I’ll buy you guys ice cream!

El Grande Malo: Done!

{Malo goes to walk toward Steve but Rob stops him.}

Rob Diamond: You Just don’t get it man. No. We aren’t going to help you. You don’t care about us, you just want our help because you are afraid of Cable.

Steve Awesome: What!? That’s ridiculous! I’m not afraid of him. Who said I was afraid of him? And besides, you know what? Maybe it’s a good thing you guys don’t help me. I NEVER needed you guys! In fact, I’m pretty sure it was you two that was holding me back the whole time!

{Steve glares at Rob who glares back.}

Rob Diamond: Yeah, well, I guess we will all see tonight won’t we?

{Steve shakes his head and storms off.}

El Grande Malo: Malo still want ice cream.

Rob Diamond: Yeah, That does sound good. Let’s go.

{They wall off as the scene fades.}

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MMA CAGE MATCH
Cable Arcane v Steve Awesome

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Vasco Dias: Ladies and Gentleman, we will be moving down the road to the KeyArena here shortly as we prepared for the upcoming MMA Cage Match between Cable Arcane, our boss versus Steve Awesome.

Terri Morasco: So we will be handing off broadcast duties for this match, where we will be passing this off to the head of the Performance Center Emma Danielson and she will be joined by. Are you serious?

Vasco Dias: Who is it?

Terri Morasco: You don’t want to know.

Vasco Dias: Glad he is there and not here. Listening to that Preshow was unbearable.

Terri Morasco: I throught it was entertaining. Anyways let’s switch locations to the KeyArena, Emma take us away!

Emma Danielson: Thank you Terri and it’s a honor to be here and to call this match. My Broadcast partner actually requested me for this match, for reasons unknown to me, so take it away Trent?

Trent Helms: Wow, you’re better at this then I would of expected and you look more beautiful then I remember.

Emma Danielson: Don’t hit on me.

Trent Helms: I’m not, I’m a happily married ruler of this planet. But the reason I wanted you, as the head trainer of the Performance Center, you have seen many styles come thru and I figured you as well as anyone would know a thing or two about Mixed Martial Arts.

Emma Danielson: Wow, I didn’t think you were capable of thinking like that. Yes Trent, I have seen many people with shoot fighting experience come into the Performance Center and while I may not be well versed, I’m still learning so that we can teach the stars of tomorrow every thing they can to become the next big star of tomorrow.

Trent Helms: Do you teach them how to have Charisma?

Emma Danielson: We do let them practice promos against one another, but no, that’s not something you can teach.

Trent Helms: Oh, I beg the differ. Infact where is Cable? We need the Trent Helms performance center.

Emma Danielson: So we can teach them to butcher English, and jump off things?

Trent Helms: Who is yelling in your headset to make that joke? It’s Michael isn’t it?

{The lights in the arena dim and strobe red as "Long live the Chief” by Jidenna begins to play.}

****as fighting over rings
****as wanna be the King, but
Long Live the Chief
For a li' ol' thang lil' boys bang bang
Long Live the Chief
****as fighting over rings
****as wanna be the king, but
Long Live the Chief
Now watch pretty mama while I slang my cane
Long Live the Chief
Uh

{As the song kicks into gear Cable Arcane marches out onto the ramp with his head bowed and fists clenched, he stands at the center of the stage with a spot light shining down on him in the darkness. Finally Cable rolls his head to crack his neck and starts to make his way down the ramp with a determined look on his face, completely ignoring the crowd. As he reaches the steps he climbs up, taking his time before climbing into the ring one leg at a time. He marches to the center of the ring and throws both fists up into the air to a mix reaction from the crowd.}

Emma Danielson: There he is, the Co Chief Operating Officier Cable Arcane, This match is in his advantage as someone who has lots of experience in the MMA ring.

Trent Helms: Yet, he is kind of a asshole and a bully at that. He wants to fight a guy, lets the guy pick the match, Said opponent picks the match type that suits Cable better, and instead of admiring the balls of Steve Awesome, we wants to fire him! IWF Logic is insane!

Emma Danielson: Well, he doesn’t like how Steve Awesome does things in the ring, He has a vision, and I imagine you would be next.

Trent Helms: He can’t fire me, he literally has little control over me, as I answer only to Roberto Verona. And Well, you can’t just fire people for the way they do things. I don’t like Nighthawk’s Boring wrestling style, but you don’t see me Firing him.

Emma Danielson: You don’t have such power.

Trent Helms: I’ll fire him into the sun with a Kamehameha Wave…

Emma Danielson: Right…

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

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

{Dramatic Pause.}

"REGRETS I'VE HAD MINE!"

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

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

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

Trent Helms: There he is, my third best friend in the entire galaxy. Steve has been in this position before when his back against the wall, He always finds a way to pull things off in big match situlations.

Emma Danielson: That was a long time ago. I don’t think Steve has it left, and this might be the last time we see him in a IWF Ring and he’ll be hitting the Bingo Halls.

Trent Helms: Steve Awesome will never ever wrestle in a armory and anyone to think so is a idiot, Steve Awesome has charisma, good looks, abs so great, he can make a heterosexual man question his sexuality. The world has changed, Steve Awesome will be okay, even without IWF, and that what some people hate, it’s why the Supreme Kai has started a war with me over nothing.

{Both men are in the cage, as Cable is looking intense enough to pop a blood vessel, Steve even has his game face on.}

Trent Helms: I just want to point out, this match isn’t governored by the Washington State Athletic Commision, and thank god, The way Cable looks, He wouldn’t be able to pass the test. Plus we couldn’t even call this a catch weight match.

{The opening round begins, as Cable quickly goes for a bulrush, wanting to end this one as quickly as possible, figuring he will overwhelm Awesome from the opening bell, as he goes to grab Steve, but get caught with a stray lunging kick from Steve, that managed to stop Arcane immediately in his tracks, and actually sends him to the mat, Awesome faints a mount but decide against it, knowing he will have to keep his distance to have a chance. Cable gets to his feet, as Steve just throws Jabs just to keep Cable away, Cable tries to return the strike but is at a suffient reach disadvantage. Cable tries to get in close, but takes a knee to the chest from Steve, blocking a Double Leg Attempt}

Emma Danielson: Steve is actually holding up quite well, despite being out of his element here.

Trent Helms: No one really understands how much reach plays a advantage. Seriously if people actually realized that, I wouldn’t of been successful in Pro Wrestling.

{Thirty Seconds in and Steve has managed to land to sufficient strikes, while keeping the better grappler at bay. Steve throws another jab, but doesn’t land, thru they don’t mean too, just doing enough to stay out of range, actually showing considerate octagon control despite never doing this. Cable finally manages to parry a block, and finally manages to grab Steve’s leg, Steve tries to keep a vertical base, but Cable quickly manages to send him to the mat, Steve immediately grabs the head of Cable and shoots for a Guillotine Choke, but doesn’t have the leverage to do so, as Cable quickly manages to get into a Half Mount, Steve covers up, as Cable begins to rain down strikes!}

Emma Danielson: This fight is going to come to a close real fast!

Trent Helms: Those shots are not landing cleanly, Steve isn’t in any trouble.

Emma Danielson: But if Steve doesn’t improve his position, they can call the fight.

{Cable rains down the strikes, but none of them are managing to connect cleanly as Steve has covered up, but Arcane continues either way, knowing he can get a stoppage if Steve can’t improve his position, Steve manages to grab one of the arms of Cable, but his other arm is still free, and lands the first clean shot right to the cheek of Awesome, Cable goes for another one, when Steve lunges his head upwards and connects with a Brutal Headbutt right to the nose!}

Trent Helms: BOOM! Steve with a Clean Headbutt to the nose of Cable Arcane!

Emma Danielson: There was nothing clean about that, That’s totally against the rules.

{Cable falls back, as the official quickly rushes in and checks on Cable, Awesome gets to his feet, but the official holds him back and warns Steve about the attack before calling for the doctor, as the illegal headbutt by Steve has opened up a huge gash on the nose of Cable Arcane.}

Trent Helms: Call the fight! Cable isn’t going to be able to continue after that.

Emma Danielson: A Doctor is heading into the cage now, to look at that cut.

{The Doctor comes into the ring, as Cable is forced back into his corner. Steve is told to return to his, as Blood trickles down the face of the Co-Coo of IWF, as Time is stopped at 1:45 seconds left in the first round, The camera focuses on the doctor, trying to stop the blood lost by Arcane, we cut to Steve who is drinking water, Cable is clear to continue as Steve takes another slip of water before, losing control of the water bottle, as it pours all over the floor, Steve kneels down and soaks his combat gloves in the water!}

Emma Danielson: Doesn’t anyone see that, The judges need to take points off now!

Trent Helms: They aren’t allowed too, if the referee doesn’t see a foul, it means there isn’t a foul!

{Cable and Steve are told to return to the middle of the Cage, as the official asks both if they are ready. Cable face is swelling, possibly close to having a broken nose. They start the fight again, as Cable manages to get in close, and grabs the leg, this time, Steve stops it, before hitting a big uppercut to the face of Cable Arcane, and with the added weight from the water to the gloves, knocks Cable down to the mat, Steve knowing this, manages to dive forward landing another shot, He begins to rain down heavy strikes as Cable hasn’t managed to recover as we close in on thirty seconds left in the first round. Steve manages to land several more several shots, as the official gets on Edge, close to calling this one, but Cable manages to block a shot, grabbing the arm, Steve fights as suddenly Cable suddenly begins to go for a Kimura, Steve is fighting it as we get to the final ten seconds of round one. Steve throws a strike, but loses his position and Cable goes to wench the arm and locking in the Kimura but suddenly the bell ring, as the official quickly has to rush in to pull the two men apart.}

Emma Danielson: Cable had it, but it just wasn’t soon enough.

Trent Helms: It’s Alright, Because Steve was saved by the {Stops}

Emma Danielson: Don’t you dare!

Trent Helms: It’s Alright, Because Steve was SAVED BY THE BELL!

Emma Danielson: Why did I agree to this?

{We start Round two, as Cable immediately comes in, but Steve once again tries to keep him at bay with jabs, trying to use that reach advantage, Cable throws a left hand then hits a thigh kick that stings Steve. Cable hits another one, he goes for another but Steve checks it, but wasn’t prepared from the sting of that, as he hobbles a bit, and it allows Cable to hit a series of combination blows, of two right jabs followed by a big left hook. Steve is rocked as Cable comes swinging, a bit wildly looking for the finish, Steve is covering his head, but is being backed towards the cage.}

Trent Helms: I haven’t seen a explosion like that since the last time.

Emma Danielson: Just stop, whatever you say won’t be good. This is a legit fight, we don’t need time for jokes.

Trent Helms: I’m sorry that I’m like the only person here in IWF that was born with a personality.

{Cable continues to throw strikes, eventually pushing Awesome up against the cage, he gets him in the clinch and nails a vicious knee, followed by a series of clinched shots, the official is checking to make sure Steve can defend him, who grabs the cage, The official warns Steve to let go, Cable ignores the warning as well and continues to lay shots in, The official gives Steve one more warning, as Cable throws a strike, but misses as Steve manages to get into a better position.}

Trent Helms: This is where Steve Awesome is most comfortable, when he has your back, wouldn’t you agree Emma?

Emma Danielson: It is a dangerous position to be in, I agree

Trent Helms: He is known to do whatever from behind, Hit you, pull your hair, slap your ass, and that’s just inside a Wrestling ring.

{Steve shoves Cable against the cage wall, who tries to turn around for better positioning, When Steve grabs Cable and grabs his face, as if his pro wrestling instinct take over and shoves Cable face into the cage once again, The official pulls Steve back and then yells to the scorekeeper to deduct a point from Steve total.}

Emma Danielson: Dirty move by Steve Awesome, You can’t do that.

Trent Helms: Jesus, Steve just isn’t equipped for this, but I’ll give him credit, He’s lasted longer then I would of, I would have been disqualified like 4 seconds into this thing.

{The official asks Cable if he is okay, and Cable just looks at him, like are you serious?. The official rings motions to start the clock again, as Cable comes in looking for a shoot, but Steve nails a stiff close uppercut right to the bridge of the nose, Cable falls down to a knee, and Steve and as Cable is guarding his face, nails a knee to the chest sending him to the mat, Steve goes for the mount}

Trent Helms: I’ve heard stories, Steve Awesome when he has you mounted, is nearly unstoppable, and he’s not going to stop till he’s finished.

Emma Danielson: Really, who’s idea was it to have you call a MMA Match?

Trent Helms: Actually it was mine. Plus it’s not like they have really any one else on such short notice to do it.

{Steve tries to rain down strikes, but Cable isn’t having it, as he manages to pull the leg and get into a full guard. Cable manages to land some strikes and pulls Steve’s head down and applies a Guillotine Choke of his own, but Steve is able to slip out due to his long hair, Steve goes for Side Control but Cable manages to get his knees up, and is in the sprawl position, When Steve just sits down, applying a headlock, and gets several shots in, Cable goes to change position but Steve somehow manages to get back control, When Steve looks like he has a chance to apply a Rear Naked Choke, but instead takes his gloves and begins to fishhook Cable Arcane}

Emma Danielson: Steve could of locked in a submission there, but is now going to get docked another point for fishhooking!

Trent Helms: At this point, Steve doesn’t even care. Cable isn’t known for keeping a level head, and Steve is basically making a joke of Cable’s former calling. I’m actually jealous of him for doing it!

{The official does inform the time keeper that Steve will be docked another point, and tells him, one more offense and he is throwing this out. Steve just shrugs it off, as Cable gets back up, He is looking heated and yells at Steve, I’m going to finish this and Fire your {Beep} ASS!} before spitting at Steve Awesome!

Emma Danielson: Cable is fire up now!

Trent Helms: And that will be a point against Cable.

Emma Danielson: What?

Trent Helms: You can’t use foul language in a Mixed Martial Arts Match, not only that, Cable broke foul number 4, You can’t spit at a opponent

{The official once again tells the scorekeeper to take points off, This time informing them that Two Points are to be taken off the scorecard for Cable}

Emma Danielson: Two points for that? How is that fair, He just used foul language, What Steve did was far worse.

Trent Helms: But it’s the fact that Cable decided to break a rule, two infact. As far as I’m aware this fight is even.

{Cable is livid, and is trying to keep his composure but being docked two points while Steve has made a mockery of this match is really getting to him, The official starts the round again, as two minutes remain as Steve begins to mock Cable by holding his fist out, with his thumb sticking out, as Cable wants to attack but knowing if he accidently hits that thumb of Steve Awesome, it’s over}

Emma Danielson: That’s cheap, Steve can’t you fight for real.

Trent Helms: Would you? If the opponent you’re facing has the power to fire you? It’s a classic dickish move by Steve.

Emma Danielson: But there is a work around that!

{Cable continues to be wary of the move Steve is trying to pull, but finally gets around it and shoots and slams Steve down with a takedown, Cable yanks Steve arm away so he can’t block and holds his down and nails a stiff hammerfist to the mouth of Steve Awesome, followed by another, and another, The official tells Steve to show he can defend himself, but he is feeling those shots. Steve manages to land a shot, just enough to break his hand free, but Cable is looking for the final shot, but Steve manages to switch position before it lands}

Emma Danielson: The end is coming, Steve has simply delayed the ending.

Trent Helms: If I know Steve, He is planning something, and he just has to survive thirty more seconds!

{Cable tries to pull this one off, as he passes Steve guard with fifteen seconds left, Steve is guarding with everything he has, as Cable gets to a standing mount, and lands a stiff shot, but Steve is still awake, He goes for one more, but the bell ring signaling the end of the second round, as the official has to grab Cable back from behind, pulling him away. As he does so, Steve kicks upwards and hits Cable right in the groan}

Emma Danielson: How disgusting, not only attacking after the bell, but hitting a cheap shot

Trent Helms: But the official didn’t see it what so ever!

{Cable falls down, as Steve rolls to his feet, and crawls to the corner, the official missed the attack and has to carry the Hall of Famer back to the corner, asking him if he wants to continue}

Emma Danielson: That was cheap.

Trent Helms: Maybe, but let me ask you, who looks in better condition to finish this fight, Steve who just has a busted lip, or Cable with a possible broken nose, and just got hit below the belt, and Emma, you know exactly how that feels.

Emma Danielson: It’s still not right.

Trent Helms: Neither is having your career threatned by being in a match, you’re clearly haven’t trained for your entire life. No matter the outcome of this final round, The fact that Steve Awesome has not only survived against someone who has done this pretty much his entire life, but has outsmarted a being who is considered to be a ring general, That’s a win in my book.

Emma Danielson: Coming from a guy who has short title reigns.

Trent Helms: Do I need to bring up yours?

{Cable is having his groan area iced, as suddenly a commotion begins to happen as El Grande Melo sprints towards the cage, and begins to scale it, Yelling I’m coming for you Best Amigo Steve, The official is just dumbfounded by what is happening.}

Emma Danielson: What is he doing?

Trent Helms: What is a death feud without a run-in!

Emma Danielson: But this is a MMA Cage Fight!

Trent Helms: Booked by a Pro Wrestling Company!

{Suddenly from the other end of the cage, Rob Diamond appears and starts yelling to Steve, before throwing a Steel Chair into the cage}

Trent Helms: {Laughing} I can’t keep it together anymore, This is too much.

Emma Danielson: Are you corpsing Trent? And I can’t even call this one anymore!

{Steve picks up the chair, and is like? How am I supposed to pull this one off, as Cable shoves Malo off the cage, The official is yelling for security to come and get that man, as Cable is focused on what is happening outside, when Steve ducks down with the chair, and low blows Cable with it before throwing the Chair back over the top of the cage as Cable falls down to the mat}

Trent Helms: This referee really is a blind zebra, thru technically speaking I don’t think Steve can be disqualified because Malo isn’t a corner man. Not only that. Steve has literally proved he has more balls then Cable Arcane.

Emma Danielson: I was expecting a legit MMA Fight, this is the opposite of it.

{Cable is down, as Rob Diamond quickly runs away with the chair, and Malo is pulled away by security, as Steve quickly pulls himself back to the corner, and shows his acting skills by looking surprised and dumbfounded by what we just saw. The official tells cable to return to his stool in the corner, but he is clearly hurt by everything that has happened}

Trent Helms: Cable clearly can’t continue, if that’s the case, Steve Awesome has beaten Cable Arcane in his own environment

Emma Danielson: This is literally the worst MMA Fight I’ve seen since the early days before all the rules, where I’ve seen a man submit by being his in the groan repeatedly.

Trent Helms: That was the best fight ever!

Emma Danielson: Ugh…

{Cable is finally able to pull himself up, as that had to be the weirdest intermission between rounds in any type of MMA contest ever. He sits on the stool, hurting badly, as the official is asking if he can continue, He mutters the words yes, knowing if he says no, Steve Awesome has won this, The official orders both men back up as the third and final round is about to begin!}

Trent Helms: Here we go, Round 3…Wait aren’t we supposed to have ring girls between rounds?

Emma Danielson: IWF has stated they consider that sexist.

Trent Helms: Yet they allow people to kidnap others, and have a guy who legitimately calls himself God? How is that not offensive? They need to get there priorities straight.

Emma Danielson: That is his stage name. IWF is very PC now.

Trent Helms: But you have a guy called God! I’m offended at that.

{The bell rings, as Cable is barely able to stand at this point due to the assault in his sensitive areas, Steve comes in, and quickly nails a Superkick that sends Cable back down, but hasn’t knocked him out. Steve knowing he could still lose this one, is cautious and grabs Cable’s legs, He nails a kick to the stomach, followed by another, the official quickly checking the situation But each one of them shots is winding Arcane}

Trent Helms: For someone who never done this, Steve has managed to find a way to use all his pro wrestling skills to his advantage.

{Steve goes for a kick, but Cable finally manages to kick upwards, landing a kick right to the jaw of Steve Awesome, Steve is hurt, but Cable is unable to do anything about it, Cable takes a moment as the official orders action or he will stand both men back up, Steve comes in again, and takes another kick to the face, but Cable once again second, as Steve just backs up, Cable lies there before the official orders him to his feet}

Emma Danielson: Both men had a chance to end it there.

Trent Helms: I think this is Cable’s plan, Steve is hurting now as well, and Cable’s best aspect is his stand up game, He is using the official to get himself to that.

{The official has both men standing, as Steve is a little bit dazed but is aware, as the official orders the fight to continue as Cable rushes in with lightning speed and hits a flying knee!}

Emma Danielson: Holy Crap, Huge Knee there by Cable Arcane!

Trent Helms: Did you see that Tiger Knee? Cable might as well be Seven Foot Tall and wearing a eyepatch because he totally just pulled a Sagat!

{Steve falls down hard as Cable smelling blood charges in, hitting a big shot}

Emma Danielson: Do see that?

Trent Helms: I’m feeling that, He is attacking with a unrelentless assault, it’s never ending like the Sharknado movies!

Emma Danielson: Don’t you mean he is like a Shark that smells blood?

Trent Helms: Isn’t that what I just said?

{Cable nails another brutal shot}

Emma Danielson: Cable is just destroying Steve now!

Trent Helms: He just wants to destroy something beautiful.

Emma Danielson: Did you just quote Fight Club?

Trent Helms: Never seen it.

Emma Danielson: Didn’t you have a stable once called Project Mayhem?

Trent Helms: What does that have to do with Fight Club?

Emma Danielson: Seriously?

Trent Helms: All I know, is Steve’s face is going to look like meatloaf

Emma Danielson: You have seen that movie!

Trent Helms: No, Like the dish, not the singer. They gave Meatloaf a acting role?

{Cable nails two more shots, as suddenly the official comes rushing in as Steve lies motionless on the mat}

Trent Helms:That’s it?

Emma Danielson: Cable has won by Technical Knockout!

Trent Helms: There was nothing technical about that, That was just sick.

{Cable Arcane is celebrating on the side of the cage as the crowd cheer. The ref’s and medics check on a barely conscious and punch drunk Steve Awesome. Steve does his best to get to his feet on wobbly legs as Cable grabs a microphone.}

Cable Arcane: YES! Man it feels so good to knock his ass out and regain the title I earned as BEST IN THE WORLD!!

{The crowd chant it along with him.}

Cable Arcane: But now what do we do with Steve Awesome?

{Cable glares at Steve as the crowd cheer him on. Steve holds himself up with the cage as he listens without making eye contact.}

Cable Arcane: Ever since you came back around you’ve been the worst piece of garbage I’ve ever seen. You haven’t delivered in your matches, you have been a pain in the ass backstage and alienated yourself from the rest of the roster. The only reason I was keeping you around is because everyone was just dying to see someone finally kick your ass! And tonight, I made sure that happened. So honestly, I don’t see the value in keeping you around anymore…So Steve Awesome…..YOU’RE-“

Steve Awesome: NO NO NO NO NO WAIT!

{Steve snatched the mic from Cables hand as everyone gasps.}

Steve Awesome: Listen..listen...listen……...listen. Look man, don’t do this. Look at me, look….I’m sorry.”

{The crowd boos and Cable just stares at him, unimpressed.}

Trent Helms: Look, Steve Awesome is saying he is sorry. You know what I think I believe him, I mean how could anyone with those abs lie?

Emma Danielson: Oh, he wants to apologize now?! What a jerk.

Steve Awesome: Yeah, you and I, we got off on the wrong foot there, oh see, heh heh, Cable I totally get it now. All along you just like, wanted me to work hard and earn my opportunities like everyone else. Pfft, duh!

{He playfully smacks himself in the head.}

Steve Awesome: It’s all so obvious to me now. Talk about a crazy misunderstanding, right Cable?”

{Steve chuckles and oversells his poor attempt at saving his ass by acting completely ignorant of everything. Cable grabs the microphone back. Cable starts laughing along with Steve and then goes deadpan.}

Cable Arcane: No. Steve Awesome You Are F-“

Steve Awesome: NO! DONT FIRE ME!

{Steve wraps himself around Cable’s leg and starts begging him.}

Steve Awesome: No please no! I’m sorry! Don’t fire me! Please! I’ll do anything! I need this job!

Cable Arcane: What the!? Get off!

Trent Helms: I know I am, watching Steve Awesome do that!

Emma Danielson: This is a real moment, can't you just shut up?

{They struggle for a bit before Cable finally shakes him off. Cable goes to raise the mic to his lips but Steve continues to yell.}

Steve Awesome: Damn it! Don’t fire me! Don’t do it! Do not do it!”

Cable Arcane: Enough! Steve you are FIRED!!!

{Steve drops to his knees.}

Steve Awesome: NOOOOOO!!!

Cable Arcane: Security, get this poor bastard out of my ring!

{Steve starts throwing a hissy fit as the crowd start singing.}

Crowd: Nah Nah Nah-Nah

Steve Awesome: Shut up!

Crowd: Nah Nah Nah-nah

Steve Awesome: Shut your DAMN mouths!

Crowd: Hey Hey Hey!

Steve Awesome: I hate all of you!

Crowd: Good bye!

{Security come fill the ring to take Steve away. He struggles and kicks and screams like toddler having a tantrum but the guards out number him and start dragging him out of the ring. The crowd continue to sing as Steve holds onto the door of the cage for dear life.}

Crowd: Nah Nah Nah Nah. Nah nah nah Nah!

{Security breaks his grip and they carry Steve Awesome, kicking and screaming up the ramp. Cable waves goodbye one last time.}

Crowd: Hey Hey Hey! Goodbye!!

Steve Awesome: Noooooooooooooo!!!!!!

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SINGLES MATCH
Roberto Verona v James Gilmore

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{Verona and Gilmore go at each other as soon as the bell rings. Gilmore has command of the early part of the match, putting Verona through his paces. Gilmore gets a couple two counts done but Roberto always seems to get up at the last minute. Roberto finally puts Gilmore away after a long and hard fought battle with a Requiescat In Pace got the pin 1 2 3!
Roberto helps Gilmore to his feet after the pin and shakes his hand.}

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LUCHADORA CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Alexis Caffery (c) v Vesna

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Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is scheduled for one fall...

Jay: “Good People!”

{Jay appears at the top of the ramp as the haunting opening to Castle by Halsy begins. They wear a shining white cossack, with a flat brimmed hat. The lights of the stage point to them, causing them to glow in the light. As the music begins in earnest, smoke flows out of the opening, billowing around behind them. Their arms are held, stretched upwards.}

Jay: “This day we are all counted as equals, for we shall all be equally blessed to witness the destruction of The Oncoming Storm!”

{A form appears in the smoke behind Jay and as the lyrics begin Vesna walks out, wearing a hooded cloak and a mask draped across her face. Hey eyes burn with singular intensity as she gazes out across the crowd to a mixed reaction of noise.

She sways at the top of the ramp before she struts down to the ring. Jay follows with a reverent expression on their face. As the choral portion of the song begins Vesna turns to face the ramp, hands lifted into fists. Jay drops to their knees in front of her, hands and head lifted in ecclesiastical grace. When the choir drops away and the chorus begins Vesna leaps into the air. She does a graceful back flip to land on the ropes and spring over them to land in the ring. She drops to a seated position, glaring around the crowd as they erupt with noise.}

Terri Morasco: This young lady has a great opportunity ahead of her here tonight.

Vasco Dias: I mean, she could become the second ever Luchadora Champion.

{“Cult of Love” by Living Colour hits the sound system with a slow piano theme. The drums beat as "Cult of Personality" is mashed in just as Alexis shuffles out onto the stage her “baby”, the Luchadora Title held high in the air for everyone to see. As the crowd cheers her on, she skips down the ramp, a huge smile on her face.}

Terri Morasco: Alexis proved to the world that she’s still got what it takes to win a championship here in the Imperial Wrestling Federation.

Vasco Dias: She may have been able to win it, but tonight we get to see if she can keep it in her possession.

{She skips around the ring in a circle getting back to the entrance ramp side she climbs up on the apron. Stepping into the ring under the middle rope she shuffles to the center of the ring, twirling with her title in the air once more before bringing it down and kissing it before stepping back into a corner waiting for the match to begin.}

Alison Valance: This match is for the IWF LUCHADORAAAA CHAMPIONSHIP! In one corner, the challenger, from Columbus, Ohio, weighing in at 115 pounds...she is the “Oncoming Storm”...VVVVVESSSSNAAAA!

{Vesna steps forward, not taking her eyes off of the champion.}

Alison Valance: And her opponent, from Cleveland, Ohio, also weighing in at 115 pounds, she is the FIRST EVER, LUCHADORAAAAA CHAMPION...ALEXISSSSS CAFFFFFREY!

{Alexis steps to the center of the ring, holding her title above her head with a big smile on her face before bringing it down and embracing it before kissing the faceplate and handing it over to the official who holds it high overhead, showing the world that it is indeed on the line. He hands it over to the time keeper who walks over and rings the bell.}

Terri Morasco: And here we go folks, the first ever defense of the Luchadora Championship, and it’s here at Lineage.

{The two lock up in the center of the ring with neither getting a clear cut advantage until the champion manages to get one of her arms free, grabbing hold of Vesna’s arm and ringing it through the air, twisting it in a not so natural position, going behind the challenger with a Hammerlock. Vesna though is able to counter the hold as she runs forward, Alexis coming along for the ride, and Vesna breaks free, climbing the ropes, using the top turnbuckle to flip over Alexis’ shoulders, landing on her feet behind her, pushing her into the corner and then rolling her up for a two count before Alexis springs out of it. Alexis is up on her knees, looking up at Vesna who turns with a sadistic looking smile on her face as she holds her two fingers up to remind Alexis of just how close she was to losing. Alexis is slow to her feet as the two circle the ring again.}

Terri Morasco: Vesna almost sneaking out with the upset there.

Vasco Dias: Alexis seemed cocky earlier in the week, I hope for her sake it doesn’t backfire.

{They lock up again, and this time, the challenger manages to get behind Alexis, quickly trying to lock in a Rear Naked Choke, but this time it is Alexis with the counter, pushing back with her feet, slamming the challenger spine first into the corner not once, but twice to release the hold, or at least the attempt at it. Alexis steps out and fire a mule kick of sorts back at the gut of Vesna who doubles over while stumbling out of the corner into the arms of Alexis who nearly spikes her through the mat with a DDT that nearly stands her up straight before she falls into the center of the ring. Alexis floats over and goes for the cover, hooking the outside leg, but she, like Vesna earlier only gets a two count.}

Terri Morasco: Both have been able to counter one another early on here.

Vasco Dias: That’s true, but Alexis might have been a little more effective with that DDT out of the corner.

{Alexis wastes no time grabbing hold of Vesna by the head and pulling her to her feet. She twists her around and executes a perfect Spinning Neckbreaker. She hooks the leg again, and again she only gets a two count.}

Terri Morasco: Vesna showing resilience here tonight.

Vasco Dias: And she’s going to need that if she wants to win that championship.

{Alexis glares down at her challenger and picks her up, throwing her into the ropes, she raises her leg looking for a Spin Kick Lariat but Vesna manages to avoid the contact, bouncing off of the ropes again, she rebounds with a Hurricanrana that flips Alexis in the air and eventually causes her to roll out of the ring under the bottom rope. Vesna uses the moment in time to catch her breath. She looks at Alexis who is slow to her feet, then looks at the ropes. She nods to herself and runs for the ropes, returning and flying through the ropes hitting Alexis with a Suicide Dive to the outside! She stands, fired up, firing up the crowd.}

Terri Morasco: She’s taking the risk, showing the world she wants that championship.

Vasco Dias: Risks are fine if they’re calculated, but if you go to the well once too many times, you’re bound to get caught.

{Vesna turns her attention back to Alexis and rolls her into the ring. She works up the crowd again as she jumps up on the apron and starts climbing to the top rope. She gets there and goes to stand, but the showboating may have cost her as Alexis knocks one of her legs out from under her, crotching her on the top turnbuckle. Alexis herself climbs to the middle rope, hammering away at her challenger before grabbing hold of her and stepping up to the top rope, executing a Superplex!

Both women are down and a “This is Awesome” chant extends from the masses directed at the competition in the ring.}

Vasco Dias: Did I predict that or what?

Terri Morasco: She tried one too many times and the champion made her pay.

{Alexis rolls to her stomach, looking to see where her opponent lies, and Vesna is just starting to stir in the center of the ring, rolling toward the ropes. Alexis pushes herself back up and slides over to the opposite corner, waiting for Vesna to get to her feet. She does and the champion charges, leaping into the air, looking for the Graceful Letdown DDT, but Vesna manages to power her off, throwing a knee up and planting it into the face of Alexis who goes limp in the center of the ring. Vesna jumps on her for a pin attempt…

ONE! TWO! THRNOOOO!

Alexis shoots the shoulder up in a last ditch effort to save her title and Vesna is forced into a sitting position, a look of desperation on her own face.}

Terri Morasco: Vesna has to be thinking “What do I have to do to win this championship?”

Vasco Dias: Alexis said you’d have to pry it from her cold fingers, and she’s proving that here and now.

{Vesna, realizing an opening, gets into position and locks in her version of the Anaconda Vice!}

Terri Morasco: She’s got the “Dreams Will Come” locked in and she’s in the center of the ring!

Vasco Dias: I don’t know if Alexis has anywhere to go.

{Alexis starts squirming around, trying relentlessly to release the pressure of the hold, taking a few shots at Vesna who leans back, applying more torque while avoiding the fists of Alexis who screams in pain! Alexis looks to be fading as Vesna continues pulling as hard as she can!}

Terri Morasco: She did say pry that title from her fingers, and perhaps that’s what Vesna is looking to do!

Vasco Dias: Her free arm is fading.

{The referee grabs Alexis’ arm and pulls it up. It comes close to touching the mat before Alexis starts squirming again in a last ditch effort, bringing her knees up, planting them right into the top of Vesna’s head, the third such strike, enough to break the hold as Vesna rolls off, clutching at her head. Alexis rolls into the corner shaking her arm, doing whatever she can to get some feeling into it. She gets to her feet as does Vesna, and she charges, and this time hits the Graceful Letdown! Alexis scoots back on her backside and leans on top of Vesna...ONE! TWO! THRENOOOOO!}

Terri Morasco: And AGAIN the young upstart is showing that she has what it takes to stick with the Hall of Famer.

Vasco Dias: Her head is taking all kinds of damage though...hopefully she walks away from this okay.

{Alexis stalks Vesna, still shaking feeling into her arm. She waits for Vesna to get up again and charges again, this time twisting her body around the challenger, but somehow ends up on her feet as Vesna blocks the move. She delivers a shot to Alexis then runs to the ropes, leaping up to the second rope, but unfortunately for her, the shot wasn’t stiff enough and Alexis reaches up, pulling her down hard off the turnbuckle. Vesna looks stunned as Alexis signals for her to get up before charging forward and hitting her with the Kiss Goodnight! (Spinning Codebreaker)

Alexis covers the challenger and hooks the leg…

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

The bell rings…}

Alison Valance: Here is your winner, and STILL Luchadora Champion...ALEXIS...CAFFFFREY!

{Alexis is handed the title and hugs it close as her hand is raised.}

Terri Morasco: A valiant effort from Vesna, but on this night, Alexis Caffrey continues her reign.

Vasco Dias: Vesna is going to be a player no doubt, but right now, Alexis is the one she’s looking up at.

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STRONG STYLE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Bob Pooler (c) v The Oracle

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Allison Valance: The following match is scheduled for One Fall for the Strong Style Championship match!

Vasco Dias: to continue the excitement of tonight we have The Oracle of God vs Bob Pooler. I can’t imagine this is going to be a safe and quick match.

Terri Morasco: Bob has withstood other competitors. I’m sure he can handle the man who kidnapped him.

Vasco Dias:And how has that gone in the past? Other people have faced people who kidnapped them and it’s never ended well.

{The lights go out as the drums start to beat in a steady rhythm of Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums by A Perfect Circle. The lights flicker and a white smoke seems to fill the entrance ramp. As the drums pick up, the voice of God rings through the arena}

“You have need again for someone to teach you the elementary principles of the oracles of God.”

{Before the song starts in earnest and The Oracle stands in the center of the entrance ramp}

Don't fret precious, I'm here
Step away from the window, go back to sleep
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils
See, they don't give a fuck about you like I do

{the Oracle walks as the lights continue to flicker to the drum beat before suddenly going out and he is perched on the ropes of the turnbuckle surveying the area before climbing down waiting for the match to begin.}

Allison Valance: First down to the ring from Parts Unknown, standing at 6 feet tall and weighing in at 210 pounds…THE ORACLE!

Vasco Dias: This is his first match in the IWF. It will be interesting to see how that plays out.

Terri Morasco: I imagine being the first match anywhere if what I’ve heard is true. But you are right, Vasco. If he can get this win it will be an interesting development for The Age of Gods.

{The lights in the arena suddenly turn out, plunging the fans into darkness. Little by little, small beacons of light begins to pop up as the fans raise their lit cellphone aloft as the #WWIDN appears on the Jumbotron in bright red and the opening drumbeat of “Red Fraction” begins to play. Amidst a shower of phone flashes, Pooler steps out from behind the curtain as the song begins to pick up. Shielding his eyes with his left hand, he points to the nosebleed sections with his right before making his way to the edge of the ramp. }

Allison Valance: Making his way to the ring; from Manchester, New Hampshire; weighing in at two hundred and twenty-eight pounds current Strong Style champion … Bob … POOOOOLER!

{Pooler heads down the ramp, breaking into a run and sliding into the ring beneath the bottom rope. He pops back to his feet and heads to the nearest corner and climbs to the second turnbuckle and throws his arms into the air to the roar of the crowd. He drops back down to the ring and grabs hold of the ropes, tugging down on them and taking a moment to stretch before the match can begin.}

Vasco Dias: Bob is looking dedicated here tonight.

Terri Morasco: And why shouldn’t he? He wants to keep his belt and this is entirely about putting The Oracle in his place.

{Bob looks over at Oracle glaring. Oracle has a wicked grin. The ref takes the belt from Bob and shows it to the Oracle before showing it to the crowd to get a loud reaction.}

Vasco Dias: If Oracle gets this belt it will mean the Age of Gods has all three of the men’s belts.

Terri Morasco: I mean, if we don’t count what Trent Helms has…

Vasco Dias: I mean legitimate belts.

{As soon as the bell rings Bob goes from his corner going for a Russian Leg Sweep, knocking the Oracle down to the mat. As he’s down on the mat Bob climbs to the second turn buckled before hitting him with a diving double foot stomp to the midsection or lower back of the prone opponent.}

Vasco Dias: A strong opening from the Strong Style champion.

Terri Morasco: If he can keep this momentum up he might have a chance to end this early.

{As Oracle rolls slightly on the mat Bob hits him with Superior Football style kicks to the lower back of his grounded opponent. Bob climbs the ropes again, getting ready to drop down on his kidnapper.}

Vasco Dias: Bob isn’t holding back here.

Terri Morasco: And who would blame him, really? Being held captive by The Age of gods is not something anyone would want.

{Oracle pops up and launches himself at Bob, hitting him with a European uppercut, knocking bob off the ropes and to the mat. Oracle grabs him by the hair and sets him up in the corner. Oracle hits him with a Leaping Knee in the corner.}

Vasco Dias: Here’s Oracle with a burst of defense.

Terri Morasco: He’s just as brutal as the rest of his faction it seems.

{Oracle pulls Bob into a Knee lift to the stomach followed quickly by a kick to the head knocking Bob to the mat.}

Vasco Dias: you could hear that hit from back here.

Terri Morasco: He keeps going for the head here. I wonder if there is some motive behind it beyond slowing Bob down.

Vasco Dias: It would knock him out for the ten count, that’s for sure.

{Struggling to his feet Bob gets up glaring at Oracle. Bob grapples with Oracle, gaining the upper hand and hitting him with a Side Slam.}

Vasco Dias: Bob’s got the upper hand again.

Terri Morasco: Hopefully he can keep it.

{Oracle pops up and Bob hits him quickly with an Acid Reflux.}

Vasco Dias: This might be it.

Terri Morasco: Bob is hoping to end this quick, that’s for sure.

{Bob goes for the pin.
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KICK OUT.}

Vasco Dias: That was close.

Terri Morasco: Just a little more and he should be able to put Oracle away.

{Bob moves back to let Oracle get to his feet. There is some yelling going on in the ring between Bob and Oracle. Oracle suddenly goes into a hurricanrana followed by multiple mounted punches.}

Vasco Dias: Oracle is barely letting the traitor Bob breathe.

Terri Morasco: Are we seriously doing this? Bob left angel’s service a while ago.

Vasco Dias: It’s why he was taken, Terri. God doesn’t forget.

{Pushing the other man back, Bob is breathing hard. Oracle responds by walking back before hitting Bob with a Spear into the turnbuckle with a loud sound, causing Bob to go down to one knee as Oracle moves back from him.}

Vasco Dias: Is Bob injured here? It’s hard to tell.

Terri Morasco: I would hope the Ref would get involved if he was.

{Oracle hits Bob with a Leaping Knee to the face, knocking him back into the turnbuckle. He goes to hit Bob again but the ref goes in between having Oracle move back as he checks on Bob with rubber gloves. Bob waves him off standing up ignoring the head wound.}

Vasco Dias: That seems a poor choice on Bob’s part.

Terri Morasco: He wants to keep the match going. It’s personal.

{Oracle hits Bob with a Dropkick back into the corner.}

Vasco Dias: Ouch.

Terri Morasco: I’m not sure how much more of this Bob can take.

{Oracle takes a moment to raise his arms in the air as if praying before super kicking Bob. Bob drops like dead weight to the mat. Oracle lifts his chin with his boot putting Bob’s neck on the lower rope.}

Vasco Dias: Daring move from God’s Oracle.

Terri Morasco: Dangerous is what you mean.

{Oracle presses his foot into the back of Bob's head, pressing his throat against the ropes. The ref is yelling at him to back off, counting the seconds down and trying to get Oracle to let up but the man refuses to let up.}

Vasco Dias: Oracle has a message to deliver here.

Terri Morasco: Someone put a stop to this!

{The ref tries to pull Oracle off but is pushed away. He signals for the bell as he continues yelling at Oracle.}

Vasco Dias: Calling the match like this does retain Bob the belt.

Terri Morasco: They should have called this match off a long time ago!

Allison Valance: Winner due to disqualification is Bob Pooler.

Vasco Dias: What does this mean for Bob?

Terri Morasco: Someone get that man off of him!

{Security comes down to the ring as Oracle seems to press all his weight down, yelling “YOUR VICTORY IS A GIFT, BUT YOUR CHAMPIONSHIP REIGN IS ON BORROWED TIME” before being physically removed from Bob. Medical comes down to the ring to check on Bob as Oracle is lead away from the ring smirking.}

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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Will Spike Kane be cleared to compete?

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{We cut to the backstage area in the office of Roberto Verona and Cable Arcane, both men are dressed in their wrestling gear, Cable looking like he’s not long come from a shower. The lookup as Spike walks into the room, him too, in his wrestling gear.}

Cable Arcane: Please tell me we don’t have to cancel the main event.

Spike Kane: You don’t. Look, I’ve been to every test you’ve asked me to go to, all week, and I’ve passed them all.

{Cable nods his head, but Verona doesn’t seem so easily pleased. He places some paper down on the table.}

Roberto Verona: Look, Spike. You passed out last week after your match, I don’t mean to sound insensitive, but I can’t have that kind of liability. That is a responsibility that rests on our shoulders, the welfare of our roster. Now, I know you might be thinking that we’re just trying to prevent the Age of Gods and The Pack from going to war once more, but we’re actually not. We’re trying to protect our roster, we’re just looking out for your best interests.

Cable Arcane: After all, your best interests are our best interests. You’re one of the biggest merchandise sellers we’ve ever had, why would we risk that?

{Spike smirks at Cable who was clearly ribbing him, not wanting to give Spike too many props.}

Spike Kane: Charming. Look, I’ve passed your tests. I’m cancer free, okay? I’m ready to work, ready to defend my title. You don’t want those people out there demanding their money back, do you? Listen….I’ll sign a waiver, anything to absolve IWF of any responsibility for my wellbeing for my health or whatever, you’ve gone above and beyond.

Cable Arcane: I mean, he’s not wrong. We’ve got all the test results here, he passed them all.

{Cable points to the stacks of paper on the table. Verona thinks for a long hard moment, before he pulls the piece of paper he had set aside forward and slides it towards Spike.}

Roberto Verona: Fine, if that’s how you want to do things, we will. Please don’t make me regret it.

{Spike smiles and moves forward to read over the document, and sign it.}

Cable Arcane: You’re cleared to wrestle! We got ourselves a main event!

{We cut back to ringside}

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OPENWIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Hope Freeman-Hall-Kane v Vivienne Rodgers (c)

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Alison Valance: The Following Match is scheduled for ONE FALL for the Open Weight championship!!

Vasco Dias: With everything going on tonight it will be interesting to see if the daughter Of a former Shieldmaiden and the current World Champion can dethrone Vivienne Rodgers from her close to record-breaking reign.

Terri Morasco: Vivienne has certainly proven herself with the belt.

Vasco Dias: Hope Freeman-Hall-Kane made a splash with her entrance and has not disappointed since her arrival. I wanted more blood but I guess we can’t always get what we want.

Terri Morasco: I would say the Kane family blood quarto is more than filled with Spike Kane’s other children.

{The lights go out and strobe lights flash wildly as Babymetal’s “Megitsune” blasts through the sound system. Slowly the stage fills with smoke and as the music builds to a crescendo a spotlight shines down on Hope Freeman-Hall-Kane one on knee at the top of the ramp. She rises and throws her arms out sideways as the lights flash on and off. Hope makes her way towards the ring, steel faced, preparing for what is to come. She rolls through the bottom rope and to a knee once more before throwing her arms out again as she rises to a huge cheer from the crowd.}

Alison Valance: Coming down to the ring, standing at 5’7’’, weighing in at 135 pounds, Hope Freeman-Hall-Kane!

Terri Morasco: Hope looks ready to face off against Vivienne here. She looks dedicated and ready to go.

Vasco Dias: She’s got to feel that drive.

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

Alison Valance: And making her way down to the ring, standing at 5’7’’ and weighing in at 140 pounds, the Open Weight Champion…Vivienne Rodgers!

Terri Morasco: Vivienne seems to be in top form tonight.

Vasco Dias: She’s what… a couple matches away from beating Eternity’s record with the open Weight belt? She’s got to have that dedication in order to keep the belt. The chances she’ll make it to that defense though? Unlikely.

Terri Morasco: I wouldn’t sell her short, Vasco.

{Viv waves from across the ring and Hope waves back. Viv takes off the open weight belt and hands it over to the Ref. The Ref walks over to Hope so she can see the belt before showing it to the crowd and passing it to the time keeper.}

Terri Morasco: Both of these women have legacies with wrestling in their blood. Viv might have more experience but that doesn’t mean Hope isn’t ready.

Vasco Dias: We’ll certainly see how things go.

{When the bell rings Hope rushes across the ring and hitting Viv with a Diving clothesline knocking the back slightly.}

Vasco Dias: The match already has a good start! More pain! More violence!

Terri Morasco: A good opening by Hope here.

{Hope backs off letting Viv get back up. Viv nods, standing up. Hope goes into a grapple with Viv before hitting her with a German Suplex.}

Terri Morasco: Hope is taking the match up a notch in speed.

Vasco Dias: Viv is barely getting a moment to breathe. I love this…

{ Hope goes for a Snap Suplex, hitting Viv again to the mat. Viv bounces back up and hits Hope with a chokeslam.}

Terri Morasco: Hope is dominating this. She wanted to show off her moves here and it’s clear she’s getting that done here.

Vasco Dias: I have to agree she is doing good work here.

{Viv grabs Hope and hits her with a powerbomb. Hope bounces back from the hit to Pop-up powerslam.}

Terri Morasco: Hope is not letting up here.

Vasco Dias: this might be it.

{Hope hits Viv with a Tank Girl. Hope goes for the pin on the dazed champion.

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KICK OUT!}

Terri Morasco: That was close.

Vasco Dias: Using one of Pandora’s moves against Viv makes sense. Pandora and Viv have had a lot of good matches together.

Terri Morasco: Pandora nearly beat Viv before.

{Viv stands up, breathing hard. Hope hits Viv with a Enziguri.}

Vasco Dias: Nice!

{Viv stands up with some effort and a good hearted smile.}

Terri Morasco: Vivienne seems to be looking to turn this match around.

{Hope goes for a Stalling vertical suplex but Viv manages to wiggle out of the hold and turn the hold around. Viv waits a moment for Hope to gain her balance before she goes for a Swinging Backbreaker.}

Vasco Dias: Maybe the champion is turning it around.

Terri Morasco: I just said that.

Vasco Dias: but I said it better.

{Viv goes for a belly to back suplex hitting Hope against the mat. She stands up letting Hope gain her balance before grabbing her and hitting her with a fireman’s carry.}

Vasco Dias: Viv is gaining momentum here. This doesn’t look good for Hope.

Terri Morasco: It’s still anyone’s game here Vasco. Things could turn around.

{Viv walks back as she looks down at Hope on the mat, waiting for the ref to finish checking on Hope.}

Vasco Dias: viv needs to stop letting Hope breath.

Terri Morasco: She is being nice, Vasco.

Vasco Dias: and it’s boring.

{Viv hits Hope with a Rainbow as soon as the other women gets up, knocking her down to the mat.}

Terri Morasco: Vivienne hit hope with one of her trademark moves. It’ll be interesting to see how this plays out.

Vasco Dias: could be over but I get a feeling that Kane blood isn’t going to let it go that easy.

{Viv goes for the pin
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KICK OUT!}

Vasco Dias: What did I say? Oh that’s right, that Kane blood wouldn’t let her go down easy.

Terri Morasco: These women are putting on a hell of a match here for us.

{Viv lets Hope stand up, with a nod.}

Terri Morasco: Vivienne showing her respect to Hope here.

Vasco Dias: Boo. Boo, I want more hard hitting. I want more violence here.

Terri Morasco: Dragon’s Den isn’t until later, Vasco, relax.

{Viv and Hope grapple for a moment, each fighting to get the upper hand.}

Terri Morasco: who gets out of this grapple could determine who wins this match

Vasco Dias: For once you’re not wrong, Terri..

Terri Morasco: Wow, really?

{Hope gains the upper hand, hitting Viv with a german suplex down to the mat.}

Terri Morasco: Things aren’t looking good for the open Weight champion.

Vasco Dias: If Hope can keep this upper hand she might be able to take this away.

{With a smile Hope rushes across the ring and hits Viv with a Beat Drop.}

Vasco Dias: Nice! Continuing the monument to Pandora here.

Terri Morasco: Understandably so.

{Hope lifts Viv off the mat, setting her up in her arms, and setting up a THUNDERSTRUCK}

Vasco Dias: THUNDERSTRUCK! Dawn and Spike’s finisher! I’ve been waiting for this finisher all match.

Terri Morasco: It’s a Kane staple.

{Hope looks at the crowd for a second before she drops down and goes for the pin

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Alison Valance: Here is your winner and new Open Weight Champion HOPE FREEMAN-HALL-KANE!

Vasco Dias: Yes! Kane lineage takes win here!

Terri Morasco: And end to Vivienne’s streak but not a bad end. The second longest reigns for the Open Weight belt.

{As “Megitsune” by BABYMETAL hits the speakers Hope leans down and helps Viv to her feet. Viv smiles and nods as Hope gives her a hug that Viv clearly isn’t sure how to take but returns it. Hope is handed the Open Weight Belt and she holds it above her head and Viv claps for her.}

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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Rowan offers God the truth

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{God is standing backstage clearly waiting on something when the lights flicker and Rowan is suddenly standing in front of him. God’s eyes narrow looking at her, neither move but you can see the smile in Rowan’s eyes.}

Rowan: Alone. Brave.

God: I do not fear you Abaddon. Your horde is detained until their matches are allowed. You are toothless here.

Rowan: You remembered her name then?

{There is a long silence as the two Faction heads look at each other. Rowan tilts her head.}

Rowan: Did you think I hadn’t know? Did you think I would not have kept an eye on what your vessel did? How do you think you forgot?

{God takes a step forward and Rowan holds up a photo with two fingers in front of her face.}

Rowan: This is her, is it not?

{God takes the photo out of her hands and the light behind him seems to explode.}

Rowan: The address is on the back. Everything will be made clear there.

{The remaining light flickers and Rowan is gone, leaving God to turn the photo over in his hands.}

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EXTREME CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Jayson Matthews v God (c)

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{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

{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. 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 holds out his arms.}

Terri Morasco: Jayson Matthews has been on quite the emotional roller coaster these last few months. He thought he found his long lost father in Angel Blake, went to war with the Pack only to be recruited by them after the Apocalypse match to then learn Blake had lied to him.

Vasco Dias: Lying from your point of view. God is the father of all of us.

Terri Morasco: That’s some star wars logic right there and I don’t buy it. Blake lied to and used Jayson but now Jayson is out for some revenge as he looks to dethrone the Extreme Champion.

Vasco Dias: Terri, I’ve been following the career of God for a very long time, if there is anyone more dangerous than Spike Kane with that title, it’s 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: Word cannot describe the feeling you get when God enters the building. Jayson has got to be shaking in his boots.

Terri Morasco: I won’t deny the presence of Angel Blake but-

{ Terri is cut off as Jayson roars out of his corner and connects with the back of Angel’s head as he was about to hand off the Extreme Championship. }

Vasco Dias: Looks like we’re skipping the introductions!

Terri Morasco: Jayson has waited long enough for this moment!

{ Jayson is just unleashing on Blake who falls down into the corner, Jayson mounts him and continues to throw rights and lefts. The referee calls for the bell starting this match officially. Jayson stands up and lets out a scream as the crowd pops for him. }

Terri Morasco: Jayson has been dreaming about this moment all month long!

Vasco Dias: Well that dream is going to become a nightmare, I can promise you that!

{ Angel starts to get up but Jayson runs in with a drop kick! Jayson gets right up and runs across the ring hitting the turnbuckles and then coming back with another running drop kick. Jayson gets up a again, across the ring, runs back and drop kick! Angel falls down into the corner and Jayson runs down the ropes, turns and comes screaming back with a running boot on the fallen Angel! }

Terri Morasco: Jayson showing a vicious side tonight!

Vasco Dias: He’s going to need to be more than vicious to stand a chance against God!

{ Jayson pulls Angel up out of the corner and drills him with a hard elbow shot then a step up enzugiri! Angel falls back and Matthews throws a right arm but Angel chops at the elbow and then follows it right up with a shin kick to the right elbow! }

Vasco Dias: God going for the right arm of Matthews!

Terri Morasco: Blake loves to dissect his opponents!

{ Angel grabs Jayson for an arm drag take down and transitions right into an armbar. From the armbar Blake starts to drop his heel into the face and chest of Jayson, slowly pushing him forward until Matthews teeters on the edge of the apron. Blake puts his boot in the face of Jayson and pushes him off the edge of the apron but keeps the armbar locked in and Matthews hangs awkwardly off the side of the ring screaming in pain! }

Vasco Dias: Jesus! God is going rip Jayson’s arm out its socket!

Terri Morasco: Matthews may want to hurt Blake but Blake is hurting Matthews!

{ Angel finally releases Jayson and Matthews falls hard to the arena floor holding his right arm. Blake rolls out of the ring and stomps Matthew’s right arm once, then again and again and again. Blake pulls Jayson up and runs him right arm first into the steel ring post! Then Blake grabs the arm of Jayson and wraps it around the post! }

Vasco Dias: God isn’t holding back!

Terri Morasco: Matthews is going to need that arm for a good chunk of his arsenal!

{ Blake picks Matthews up for a back drop and drops Jayson right shoulder first onto the apron! Matthews falls down again and tries to crawl away. Matthews desperately reaches under the ring with his left arm. Blake walks up on him and stomp the right arm again. Matthews pulls a kendo stick out from under the ring and swings wildly over his shoulder and catches Angel in the face! }

Terri Morasco: Matthews with an equalizer!

Vasco Dias: He’s only delaying the inevitable!

{ Matthews gets up to his feet, his right arm hanging limp with the kendo stick in his left. Matthews tees off on Angel! He hits him over the head, across the back, in the gut, over the head again! Jayson takes the stick and goes to choke Angel with it but he can barely move that right arm and Blake fires off a mule kick right to the crotch of Jayson Matthews! }

Vasco Dias: OH! That’s gotta hurt!

Terri Morasco: I do not envy Jayson Matthews right now.

{ Angel bends over and picks up the kendo stick that Jayson dropped. Jayson looks up from his knees as Angel drills him in the right arm over and over and over again! Blake takes the stick and straight up cracks Jayson over the top of the head shattering the kendo stick and opening a nasty gash on top of Matthews’ head! }

Vasco Dias: Jayson got some color!

Terri Morasco: I think the referee needs to step in before this gets too ugly!

Vasco Dias: Absolutely not!

{ Blake pulls Jayson up to his feet and whips him hard down the apron and arm first into the guard rails! Jayson lets out a scream as he tries to pull himself up as Blake comes right for him but Jayson moves and connects with a double leg take down that drops Angel throat first across the guard rails! Jayson grabs the hair of Angel with his good hand and slams Blake’s face into the rail. Jayson turns Angel around and rams him into the guard rails with a shoulder tackle! Jayson then walks over to the ring and climbs up onto the apron, he walks all the way down to the far post, looks back at Angel and makes the sign of the cross before flipping Angel off! Jayson runs down the ring apron and flies off with a diving kick directly to the face of Blake against the guard rails!!! }

Terri Morasco: Jayson with a massive diving kick!

Vasco Dias: An impressive show of athleticism!

{ Matthews pulls himself up to his feet, he looks over the ring and then heads over throwing the ring skirt up. Jayson drags a table out with his good arm and manages to prop it up against the guard rails next to Angel. Jayson drills Angel with several knee strike then pulls Blake up and rolls him onto the table. Matthews hops back up onto the apron, he walks all the way down then turns to look at Angel laying upright against the leaned table. Jayson takes off down the side of the apron and comes off with another diving kick putting Angel through the table!!! }

Terri Morasco: What an insane kick through the table!

Vasco Dias: I’ll give it to Jayson, he means business tonight!

{ Jayson is up to his feet. He takes Angel by the hair and drags him out of the rubble an toward the ring. Jayson tries to use his right arm, it seems to be working a little bit but it’s definitely hurt. Jayson rolls Angel into the ring and then climbs in looking for the pin. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Terri Morasco: Just a two count for Jayson!

Vasco Dias: God will not fall to a mortal.

{ Jayson is seething and rolls back out of the ring, he looks under the ring again and pulls out a steel chair. Angel is starting to move now as Jayson comes back in. Jayson tries to raise the chair over his head but he can’t quite pull it off. Blake is up and connects with a shin kick to the right arm of Matthews, a punt to the chest. Jayson drops the chair and Blake hits a spinning back fist! Matthews bounces off the ropes and comes back with a surprise superkick! Angel is staggered and Matthews runs past him, he goes for a springboard but Blake leaps into the air and catches Jayson with a nasty knee strike to the face! }

Vasco Dias: God goes right back to dissecting Jayson!

Terri Morasco: Jayson is definitely struggling with one bad arm but he’s been on the offensive.

Vasco Dias: All the good that did him!

{ Blake stands the chair on it’s legs then he pulls Jayson up to his feet and connects with Tara’s Wings right onto the seat of the steal chair! Matthews is down and Blake goes for the cover now. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Terri Morasco: Matthews just got the left shoulder up!

Vasco Dias: God with a bit of a lazy pin, he should’ve pinned that arm down.

{ Blake transitions from the pin and right into the armbar again, he goes back to drilling Matthews with kicks to the head and chest. Angel holds the armbar with one hand and begins to punch Jayson’s arm with the other. Matthews is struggling, screaming but he isn’t giving up as the referee keeps checking on him. Angel lets go and gets to his feet, he closes the steel chair, turns it around then drills the top of the chair into Jayson’s right arm over and over and over and over again! Blake opens the chair and slides Matthews arm into it. He looks around with a terrible grin and then stomps the chair!!! }

Vasco Dias: That arm has to be broken!

Terri Morasco: It’s in a bad way Vasco, I’ll say that!

{ Jayson rolls away from Angel and onto the apron. Blake follows him out onto the apron. Angel reaches down and pulls Jayson up to his feet but Matthews returns the favor from earlier and catches Angel between the legs. Jayson then grabs Angel with his left arm, jumps up into the air and pulls Angel off the apron and down to the arena floor with a tornado ddt!!! }

Terri Morasco: Jayson just planted Blake!

Vasco Dias: Like a damn lawn dart, Jesus!

{ Jayson pushes himself up, his right arm completely limp again but he doesn’t care anymore. Jayson starts to stomp Angel hard on the back maliciously. Matthews pulls Angel up and jaws off at him before connecting with a one arm RibKracker! }

Terri Morasco: Jayson with the Ribkracker!

Vasco Dias: Too bad he wasn’t in the ring that could be a three count!

{ Jayson heads over to the steel steps and with one arm lifts off the top half and dumps it on the ground. He goes back over to Angel who is starting to get up. Matthews clubs him over the back with his left arm then grabs Angel and walks him over to the steps. Jayson hits Angel with a big JME kick! Blake falls back first onto the bottom half of the steps. }

Vasco Dias: Matthews has bad intentions here.

Terri Morasco: He certainly does.

{ Matthews drags Angel off of the steps but leaves his right leg on it. Matthews fights through the pain to pick up the top half of the steps and place them over the right leg of Blake. }

Vasco Dias: Oh no…

{ Matthews rolls into the ring and climbs up to the top rope as the crowd roars. Matthews looks down at the prone Angel then jumps off the top rope with a double foot stomp on the steps crushing Angel’s right leg!!!! }

Vasco Dias: HOLY HELL!!!

Terri Morasco: I don’t even know what to say. Angel’s leg has to be destroyed!

Vasco Dias: I hate to say this but you get what you give and God just got a whole damn lot.

{ Blake clutches his leg in a great deal of pain as Jayson lays on the floor where he landed. Jayson is smirking as he gets back to his feet, seeing his would be father writhing in pain on the floor. Jayson walks over to Angel and stomps that right leg hard and Angel rolls away in pain. Jayson follows him and stops it again. Angel tries to crawl away but Jayson stomps his leg again. Matthews grabs Angel by the hair and pulls him up to his feet. Jayson kicks Angel in the right leg three times with his own shin kicks and then hits a heavy elbow shot with his left arm. Jayson whips Angel as best he can into the apron and rolls Blake back into the ring. }

Terri Morasco: Jayson taking a page out of Angel’s book now!

Vasco Dias: Can’t see he didn’t learn from the best.

{ Jayson climbs into the ring and waits for Angel to try and get up. Blake is slow to his feet and Matthews comes in for another one armed RibKracker! Blake is down and Jayson covers him. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Vasco Dias: God got his shoulder up!

{ Jayson mounts Angel and starts raining down left elbows on Blake and opens a cut over his eye with the third one. Jayson pushes himself up to his feet and stomps the leg of Angel again. Matthews pulls Angel up and throws him into the corner. Jayson runs across the ring, bounces off the turnbuckles and comes running back but Angel side steps Matthews who goes chest first into the corner. Blake quickly hits a knee to the back of Jayson head which visibly causes Blake pain. Angel then pulls Jayson out with a Heaven’s Fury Bulldog! Angel rolls Jayson over and covers him, this time holding the left arom down. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT!!! }

Terri Morasco: Jayson found the strength to kick out!

Vasco Dias: I’m not sure where he’s finding the energy from!

Terri Morasco: Pure hatred!

{ Angel rises to his feet but he’s favoring his right leg. Angel reaches down and pulls Jayson up but Matthews fires off a superkick and then a JME kick! Angel drops to one knee and Matthews hits a running knee strike! Matthews runs to the ropes and springboards off with a moonsult! Jayson pops right back up and heads to the ropes again hitting another springboard moonsult! Jayson pulls Blake up and runs him into the corner. Jayson backs off and then runs toward Angel at top speed but Blake fires off the GENOCIDE KICK!!! }

Vasco Dias: GENOCIDE KICK!!!

{ Matthews staggers backward but doesn’t go down, Angel is nursing his leg but presses forward and hits Matthews again with the GENOCIDE KICK! }

Vasco Dias: Two back to back!

Terri Morasco: This could be it for Matthews!

{ Finally Matthews falls to his back as Angel limps over and covers him. ONE! TWO! THRE-KICK OUT! }

Vasco Dias: NO! I don’t believe it! That was three!!!

Terri Morasco: That was only two! Jayson just got his left shoulder up!

Vasco Dias: Check the tapes that was three!

{ Angel stands up, his white make up now crimson mask. Jayson slowly rolls over onto his hands and knees. Jayson looks up and Blake comes in with one more GENOCIDE KICK!!! }

Vasco Dias: Three Genocide kicks!

{ Matthews falls back and Angel covers him, crossing his arms. ONE! TWO! THREE!!!!! }

Alison Valence: You winner and STILL IWF EXTREME CHAMPION!!!! GOD!!!!!

Vasco Dias: What a grueling, vicious match but in the end God was just too much for Jayson Matthews.

Terri Morasco: Jayson fought Angel with everything he had but it wasn’t enough this time. That being said you can’t take anything away from him. Jayson gave Blake a run for his money.

{ Angel stands over Jayson with the Extreme Championship in hand a look of sadness in his eyes before dropping down and rolling out of the ring. }

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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
BFC offers Charity good luck

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{The camera comes on to Ciara rubbing Charity’s shoulders as they sit backstage.}

Ciara O’Connor: You’re going to kick their ass. Just remember the plan. Keep your eye on the prize. You more than deserve this shot at the title, yeah?

Charity Crowne: Of course I do.

{Ciara smiles.}

Ciara O’Connor: Good girl. Now you are going to beat them senseless. Going to teach them who deserves to be on top of this company.

{Charity nods her head.}

Charity Crowne: It’s going to be me walking out of that match with the title over my head.

Ciara O’Connor: It’s time for the BFC to come out on top, don’t you think?

{Marilyn the assistant walks up with an iced coffee and hands it to Charity.}

Marilyn: It’s a couple minutes until your match, Miss Crowne.

Charity Crowne: Perfect! It’s time to show this company they need to bow down.

{Charity stands up sipping her coffee. Christina Rose walks into the frame and there is a slightly tense silence.}

Christina Rose: Good luck, Charity.

Charity Crowne: Thanks.

{Charity walks out of the room with her assistant leaving Christina and Ciara in the green room.}

Ciara O’Connor: No I in Team, is there?

Christina Rose: No. Do you honestly think she can handle the responsibility?

Ciara O’Connor: Wouldn’t be backing her if I didn’t, would I?

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WOMEN'S WORLD TITLE MATCH
Charity Crowne v Brooklyn Maddox(c) v Pandora Freeman-Hall-Kane

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Alison Valance: Ladies and Gentleman, This Triple Threat match is for the IWF Women's World Championship and is scheduled for One Fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Alison Valance: Introducing first....

"Pop pop!"

{The clapping synth intro of "Popular" by The Veronicas plays over the PA, and Charity Crowne walks out onto the stage, rolling her eyes and striking a brief pose at the top of the ramp. She smirks, rolling her wrist, and struts down the ramp, dismissing fans if they reach over the barricade. Charity hooks the ring post with a hand, walking around to the side of the ring, and plants a hand on the ring apron, jumping and swinging herself under the bottom rope. She back-rolls to her feet in the middle of the ring, posing again, and casually walks to a corner. She wraps her hand around the top rope, casually yanking on it a few times as she waits and the music fades}

Terri Morasco: Here we see the newly minted queen of the Best friends club, getting her promised to match up but not how she exactly wanted

Vasco Dias: It's a Travesty and an injustice! this is no way to treat the Crowne jewel of the Diamonds division!

Alison Valance: Standing at five feet and seven inches, weighing in at One hundred and Thirty pounds Hailing from Kensington, England, The Crowne Jewel CHARITY CROOOOOOOOWNNNNNNNNNNE!

{Charity eyeballs the entrance way with daggers and a slight smirk on her face before...The lights dim, Even as the Intro to the song helps to light up UV the intro strains of "Showdown" start to play and the words start to play as Pandora rises from under floor the entrance, head lowered hands behind her back.}

"It's been such a long time coming
I'd thought you'd understand
That's over, hate of the last
Will be joining in the sand
But it's simple you were wrong
You must have known that we didn't not belong
I know you thought I'd sold my soul
But you never told me to my face
I just had to let you go
And blow this shit away
Here we go again"

{As the song kicks in fully Pan seems to explode out bouncing down the ramp lit up like a Christmas tree before mounting the apron with a full side to side apron knee slide that ends in her standing to vault over the top rop and bouncing to the beat smiling like a lunatic, pausing to skip past Charity and back away as Charity starts to mouth off at her and Pan holds up both hands as the Referee moves her to another corner.}

Terri Morasco: Tension Mounting at Pandora's appearance in this matchup added to this match up as a punishment for Christina Rose hitting her in the back!

Vasco Dias: One of these things just ain't quite together and one of these girls just don't quite belong.

Terri Morasco: Tell that to the fans rocking the Pan Merch.

Alison Valance: Standing at five feet and six inches, weighing in at One hundred and sixty pounds Hailing from Hope, Michigan
PANDORA FREEMAN- KANE- HAAALLLLLL!

Vasco Dias: Too many last names too, stupid.

{The lights fade to black.}

“Bitch, I’m about to blow up!”

{Spotlights flood the stage and Brooklyn saunters out from behind the curtain; her hat pulled low over her face, both hands gripping the brim. With a confident swagger, she steps to the top of the ramp and lifts her head up, a cocky smirk on her face.}

Allison Valance: Making her way to the ring, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at one hundred and twelve pounds … The Women's World Champion - BROOKLYN … MAAAAADROX!

{Brooklyn reaches ringside and makes her way up the steps, wiping her feet on the apron before stepping through the ropes and spinning her way, arms outstretched, to the centre of the ring. She pulls her hat off and whips it into the crowd before she wheels around towards Pan and Charity, Charity takes a Step Back as Pandora charges in Catching a punch thrown by Brooklyn to kick up and over her own shoulder and Brooklyn Blocks the kick as she gets whipped by Pan for the ropes, Brooklyn catches the ropes even As Charity takes the opportunity to charge Pandora as well the Pair connecting with a pair of dropkicks Pandora is quick to drop down and under the bottom rope as Brooklyn is up first catching Pandora with a hard Superman style Forearm shot as she tries to stand on the apron Pandora pitching backwards to land on the outside as Brooklyn turns to swing a high kick around and nearly take Charity's head off before Charity steps back the kick catching sky before they circle}

Vasco Dias: Brooklyn Madrox disposing of the trash!

Terri Morasco: Trying to eliminate the numbers disadvantage from this match early on allowing her to focus all the more.

{Brooklyn charges in first and Charity is forced on the defensive by the smaller woman scrambling for the corner Charity is slowly being chopped down by forearms and Kicks As Brooklyn is just relentless in her pace Brooklyn whips Charity to the other corner and is quick to follow behind Charity goes to vault over Brooklyn who had neatly anticipated the move and plants a kick to the woman's gut as she's mid-air! it's Charity's Turn to roll out as Pandora finally seems to roll back in sprinting for the opposite ropes before Brooklyn tries to take out Pandora's base with the world lowest Cross body! Pandora cartwheels over the attempt and Brooklyn is quick to stand as Kick meets kick, punches and knees are avoided leaving the tow ladies glaring at each other as neither shot hits their respective marks before Pandora steps in to barrel Brooklyn back and throws her at the opposite Ropes , Pandora having to Adjust as Brooklyn smoothly slides out and Charity Smoothly slides in from behind to Pull Pandora into the Mat with a Swift ,hard Hair pull into A Russian Leg sweep followed by a pin!}

ONE!

Kick out!

Vasco Dias: Yes! Wear her down!

Terri Morasco: Smart strategy from Charity trying to claim a quick victory after that move but a little too early in this match!

{Charity is up quick Before Pan can really recover Stomping her a couple of Times before she Hits the FLoor Routine REDUX! Pandora rolls about as Charity looks to follow and then Brooklyn charges in to catch Pandora in the side of the head with a Sliding Dropkick to the face for Standing in front of Charity , Charity , for her part is quick to his a Kneeling Jawbreaker on Brooklyn before she bounces up as Brooklyn hols her face and shakes it off and Charity wheels back around to pull Brooklyn backwards unto a hair pull back breaker with a roar! Her Eyes Catch Pandora standing on the Apron and she leaves Brooklyn alone for the time being to hoist Pandora up and over her shoulder The Rainbow Raver senses some danger and holds onto the top rope as Charity screams at her}

Terri Morasco: I don’t know what Charity has in mind but It can't be good!

Vasco Dias: Maybe trying to rid us of Pandora for good, do my eyes a favour.

{As the two Struggle Brooklyn comes charging up having recovered catching Charity in the back with a kick sending Charity off the Apron and Pandora into the top rope! Pandora hangs for a second as Brooklyn stands and pulls Pandora towards herself a little more as the ropes balance her in the air before hitting a Sit out Face buster! She covers Pan herself}

ONE

TW..

KICK OUT!

Terri Morasco: Pandora just can't catch a break!

Vasco Dias: Nose break maybe.

{Brooklyn starts to lay punches to Pandora who covers up as best she can before Charity gets involved as well, Pulling Brooklyn off as Pandora rolls away to the relative safety of the Apron again, Charity and Brooklyn start to pick up the pace again Charity finally whips off Brooklyn Catching the smaller woman with a Thrust Spine buster as she wheels on the recovering Pandora, Pan catches a Knee and runs Charity towards the turnbuckle stopping short as Charity raises a le g to pause and quickly Hotshots Pandora who hangs onto the ropes Charity is quick to Capitalize and Brooklyn finally watches as Charity Hauls Pandora up and drops Pandora with a Modified CORONATION onto the Apron! Pandora bounces onto the floor as Charity managing to land on her feet slides back into the ring }

Vasco Dias: YES!

Terri Morasco: Charity Crowne putting pay to Pandora’s world there!

Vasco Dias: All Hail the queen!

{Charity closes on Brooklyn who is quick to very suddenly land a BEAST OF WAR on the running Charity , picking The other Woman Up as she recovers Brooklyn slides Charity around into the B SIDE, raining forearms on the other woman, before by some dark miracle she spies Pandora climbing the rope a groggy and slow moving Pan meets the charging Brooklyn with an side step evasion followed by a TANK GIRL on the emerging Head of the Woman’s world champion and it’s Brooklyn’s turn to drop Limp as Pandora vaults into hit a LETS DO IT on a now Corner bound Charity , who moves out of the way as Pan hits turn buckle and Charity catches the staggered Pan with a DON’T CHA that levels her into the corner also Before Hooking Pandora Up for the DIAMOND CUTTER and dropping her down hard! She covers Pan}

ONE!!!

TWO!!!

THRE…

BROOKLYN BREAKS IT UP!

Terri Morasco: Charity Almost had that one Stolen!

Vasco Dias: Stupid pack.

{Brooklyn touches at a bloodied nose and snarls at The two figures even as he stands and Pandora’s form is now laid out she moves towards Charity who is turning to Face her to mouth off at her only for Brooklyn to Land a HARD forearm as she starts to Back Charity into the Corner finall Hitting the English Woman with a MCFLURRY Pulling Charity Out and up over her shoulder and hitting a BAMF! .. pausing to grab Pandora and dropkick her out of the ring with a sliding drop kick only to scramble and cover Charity!}

ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!

Alison Valance: Here is you winner and STILL Women’s world Champion!
BROOKLYN MAAAAAADROOXX!

{Brooklyn touches at her nose again with a smirk of satisfaction picking up her belt and holding it high as the red mist rolls in about her as “Our Truth” By Lacuna Coil starts to play and as the smoke starts to clear the lights Dim as the Entirety of The Pack now Surround Brooklyn.}

Terri Morasco: Brooklyn retains! A Huge night for the pack

Vasco Dias: ….They’re looking at me Terri…

{Rowan raises her hands as well and the smoke once again fills the ring, nothing in their wake but bodies as it fades}

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VIDEO SEGMENT
Dragons Den Hype Package

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{The screen starts dark as the MUSIC begins to play softly, a slow acoustic guitar matched with relentless, slow beating drums and synth. In the background, a slow image of Spike Kane walking down the ramp fades lightly into view, eyes grim and determined as he strides forward.}

Spike Kane: I… am the God of Extreme.

{The music intensifies as the video swiftly shows a few brief flashes of Spike’s matches over the past year, showing the crazier spots in the heavier matches before cutting back to the slow motion walk down the smoky entrance ramp.}

Spike Kane: I… am the Blood God.

{Another few shots of matches that got particularly heated, where blood is seen pouring down both Spike’s face and that of his opponent, culminating with a few particularly memorable uses of the Blood God’s Wrath.}

Spike Kane: This… is the Age of Gods.

{Flashes of Spike helping Angel defeat Andrew Jacobsen for the World Championship, followed by the pair of them dominating their opposition, either in tag matches or in backstage brawls.}

Spike Kane: And I… am the World Champion.

{The shot of Spike Kane raising his fists into the air at Night of the Immortals, claiming the IWF World Championship belt for his own as he ended his partner’s reign…}

Spike Kane: And NOBODY… is ready to do what it will take to end it.

{The music abruptly cuts short as the video snaps to black, laughter echoing out through the arena... as Dean Harper walks through the shadows into view, clapping slowly.}

Dean Harper: That’s what they all say.

{The video cuts to a series of shots of Dean Harper over the last year – from his debut, to his turning on The Council during Heir to the Throne, to winning the Man of Steel Championship from Devlin Raine, licking Mason St. Croix’s exposed skull, seeming to end Xavier Cross’ career… to staring down Spike Kane himself, and emerging victorious. It then moves to a clip from the show following one of their earlier encounters…}

Dean Harper: Where is your Blood God now?

{The music returns, powerful and driving, as lyrics begin to play over the next sequence of events.}

Johnny Cash: You can run on for a long time… run on for a long time… run on for a long time, but sooner or later God’ll cut you down.

{The camera focuses first on their first showdown during the Extinction Event at Survival of the Fittest. Though the two never crossed blows during the match, the package highlights the tension between the two men as its clear that Harper wants to prove he’s better than the God of Extreme…}

Johnny Cash: Go tell that long tongue liar. Go and tell that midnight rider. Tell the gambler, the rambler, the back biter – tell ‘em that God’s gonna cut ‘em down…

{The next shot is from early December, when Dean attacked Spike Kane with a baseball bat backstage, savagely beating Spike again and again, leaning down next to him…}

Dean Harper: I’m making it my number one goal in life to tear your life apart, brick by brick. You’re my new Xavier. My new Devlin. My new favorite chew toy.

{Dean dragged Spike up by the hair and whispers right into his ear.}

Dean Harper: And I’m going to play with you until you can’t even squeak.

Johnny Cash: Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news! My head's been wet with the midnight dew. I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee…

{Next are shots from when Dean and Spike were to fight against Spike and Xavier Cross… but the match never started. It shows shots of The Pack beating down Spike backstage before Dean and Caleb went for Xavier… followed by the Debut of The Watchdogs, leading to a massive brawl.}

Johnny Cash: He spoke to me in the voice so sweet… I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet. He called my name and my heart stood still… when he said, "John go do My will!"

{Next are shots from the Christmas special, when Dean and Spike were supposed to fight one on one for the first time… but once again, Dean drew upon mind games, this time revealing that Warren had joined The Pack. The two of them once again beat Spike down, Dean laughing at Spike’s pain – physical and emotional.}

Dean Harper: Spike, Pet, aren’t you tired of me yet?

Johnny Cash: Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand, workin' in the dark against your fellow man. But as sure as God made black and white, what's down in the dark will be brought to the light…

{The next match shows Dean and Caleb fighting InFamous in the form of Spike and Steve Awesome. The match takes some time to start, the hatred between Spike and Dean reaching a fever pitch… but in the end, when the match begins in earnest, we see Spike watching helplessly, trapped by The Pack’s trickery as Dean forces Steve to tap out, never breaking eye contact with Spike the entire time.}

Dean Harper: We keep going toe to toe but you keep losing. You can’t beat me.

{We see Dean winning Joker in the Pack… and carrying that same briefcase with him as he appears to attack Spike Kane after the main event of Night of the Immortals, standing with The Pack during their return and their declaration of war against the Age of Gods.}

Dean Harper: Regardless of who you have on your side and who I have on mine. You lose. I win. You’re an unfocused wreck.

Johnny Cash: Go tell that long tongue liar. Go and tell that midnight rider. Tell the gambler, the rambler, the back biter…

{Dean and Spike battling one another with singular hatred and ferocity during the Apocalypse Match… leading to Dean driving Spike down hard with the SCREAMING FROM THE SKY, pinning him with the help of Caleb and Warren to win the match.}

Dean Harper: I ruined your life with so little effort. It’s actually sort of boring.

{Dean laughing as he swings the briefcase around after interfering with the match between Spike and Andrew Jacobsen as Spike watches on with barely controlled loathing...}

Johnny Cash: Tell ‘em that God’s gonna cut ‘em down. Tell ‘em that God’s gonna… cut ‘em down…

{The camera fades out, cutting to a few weeks ago…}

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… The DRAGON'S DEN!

Johnny Cash: You can run on for a long time… Run on, for a long time. Run on for a long time…

{The video package cuts to the Dragon’s Den matches over the years – from its inception at the hands of Spike Kane back in XwF when Spike Kane defeated Triple D, to Spike Kane losing the Imperial Championship to Davey Ortega at IWF’s first Dragon’s Den at Metamorphosis 2014… We see Spike Kane defeating Alex Jones in the Dragon’s Den. Ace Conway. All the way through the years to Spike Kane’s recent victory against Jayson Matthews at Metamorphosis 2018.}

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.}

Johnny Cash: … Sooner or later, God will cut you down. Sooner or later, God’ll… cut you down!

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IWF WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP DRAGON'S DEN MATCH
Spike Kane (c) v Dean Harper

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{A strobe light flashes around the arena, focusing on the barbed wire cell that is the Dragons Den being lowered to the ground.}

Vasco Dias: Oh boy Terri, it’s main event time, and what a main event match it is!

Terri Morasco: The Dragon’s Den Dias! Usually a fixture of Metamorphosis and has been since 2007!

Vasco Dias: But this match predates that Terri, it even predates nCw, and is the signature match of our world champion.

Terri Morasco: Which is why Dean Harper requested, or demanded it, rather.

Vasco Dias: Which is either a super smart move, or the dumbest…

{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: Dean Harper, the Joker in the Pack makes his way into the Den.

Terri Morasco: Look at him Vasco, he doesn’t look intimidated, he looks right at home!

Vasco Dias: That is a pretty scary thought right there.

{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, IWF World Championship around his waist, 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: Say it with me Terri! ALL BLOODY HAIL! ….why didn’t you say it?

Terri Morasco: Because unlike you I try to remain impartial.

Vasco Dias: Sure, unless Andrew Jacobsen is taking his shirt off.

Terri Morasco: ….shut up.

{Inside the Den itself Dean is crouching in the corner smirking at Spike as Spike looks up at the structure, taking it all in. The crowd are almost at a fever pitch as Spike takes the world championship from around his waist,. He hands it to the referee who shows it to Dean Harper. Dean places a hand on the plate, before the referee holds it up to the crowd, and then leans out of the ring passing it to the time keeper who takes it out of the Den and to ringside. Before the referee calls for the bell to a huge roar from the crowd.}

Alison Valance: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL! And will be fought under Dragons Den rules, with a time limit of thirty minutes, for the IWF WORLD! CHAMPIONSHIP!

Terri Morasco: Remember Vasco, this match is similar to a last man standing match. There have been many different variations of the Dragons Den through the years, but as Spike put it, this is the “purest form” and the loser will be the one who cannot answer the referees ten count.

Vasco Dias: Oh boy.

{As soon as the bell rings both men explode out of their corners and charge at each others, fist flying like mad. Rights and lefts, just laying into each other. The crowd are on their feet as Spike and Dean show that there is no love lost between them. Off the bat Spike seems to be gaining the advantage before Dean gives Spike a swift kick right in the privates, and planting Spike into the mat with an implant DDT. Dean immediately rolls backwards to his feet and claps his hands lunging forwards with a standing shooting star press onto Spike!}

Vasco Dias: Wow, Dean is taking it to Spike here.

Terri Morasco: He saw an opening and he took it.

{Dean turns towards the Den wall now and climbs out onto the apron, reaching out towards the barbed wire and grabbing a barbed wire baseball bat off the wall. He turns and climbs back into the ring, but Spike is back on his feet, Spike hits the opposite ropes and charges towards Dean, Harper swings with the bat but Spike ducks underneath and hits the other ropes as Dean turns around Spike slams his feet right into the face with the BLOODY SUNDAY! The crowd pops load for it, but Dean wisely rolls to the apron and to the outside, legs first so that he’s technically in a standing position, but he does, however, drop the bat. Spike spots it and stops for a second, before he raises it into the air to yet another pop from the crowd.}

Vasco Dias: THE SPIKED ONE!

Terri Morasco: Holy cow Vasco, can you stop fangirling for five minutes?

{Spike turns to face Dean who is starting to recover on the outside. Spike rolls to the outside at the otherside of the apron and charges towards Dean, but this time Dean ducks underneath Spike’s swing, and Spike connects with the turnbuckle post, forcing him to drop the bat. Now Dean rounds on Spike as he leaps up onto the apron, and as Spike turns he dives off the apron with a flipping sunset powerbomb! The crowd are truly eating all of this up as Dean sits there with a crumbled up Spike between his legs, and a sick smirk on his face. Dean pushes Spike away before climbing to his feet, he then grabs Spike by his hair and slowly pulls him to his feet before grabbing him by his shoulders and sends him crashing head first into the Den wall covered in barbed wire!}

Terri Morasco: Oh jeez, and the barbed wire comes into play.

Vasco Dias: Dean Harper is just having so much fun in here….it’s sick.

{Dean laughs out loud as Spike crumbles to the floor. Dean then turns his attention to the steel steps, he begins to unfasten them and set them up in between the ring and the Den wall, and slowly drags Spike on top of them. He gives Spike a few punches, as blood is beginning to trickle from Spike’s face, before rolling into the ring. He looks down at Spike, before climbing onto the turnbuckle. Harper looks down at Kane one more time before he leaps off the turnbuckle with the SCREAMING FROM THE SKY! -but Spike moves!!!! Spike Kane literally rolls off the stairs and Dean Harper comes crashing into them hard!}

Vasco Dias: Oh my Angel Blake! Did you see the way his spine arched!?

Terri Morasco: That was horrific! It’ll definitely take the wind out of Dean’s sails.

{Blood is covering the face of Spike now as he walks back towards the bat and picks it up, roaring as he does so, before heading back towards Dean and bringing it down hard! Then again! And again! And again! The crowd are enjoying the battle, as Dean shouts out each time. Slowly, but surely Dean has been rolling away from Spike with each shot. Now as Spike approached him, he quickly shifted his weight and brought Spike down with a drop toe hold, face first into the ring post!}

Terri Morasco: Oh that’s clever there from Dean Harper.

Vasco Dias: Got to give it to him there, great ring awareness.

Terri Morasco: But those shots from the bat have really opened up his chest and back.

{Inside the ring we can see the referee putting on gloves as Dean begins to pull a steel chair off the Den wall. However he isn’t wielding it, but rather setting it up in a seating position. He takes a few steps back and waits for Spike to stand up and as he does he charges and nails Spike with the ABADDON’S KISS THROUGH THE DEN!!!}

Terri Morasco: Holy lord! What a mess of bodies, steel, and barbed wire!

Vasco Dias: Dean Harper is seriously putting Spike through his paces here.

{The crowd are loving it as Dean stumbles through the mess of Den wall, barbed wire, and Spike’s body towards the announce table. He smirks, before walking back through it all and grabbing a ladder from underneath the ring. He drags it across the mess he’s made, a smile on his face as he does, before setting it up on the outside next to the Den wall, right by the body of Spike Kane.}

Terri Morasco: He can’t be thinking what I think he’s thinking!?

{Spike is trying to get to his feet, caught in a mess of barbed wire. Dean cocks his head and watches in amusement, before grabbing Spike’s head and pulling him up, however with a burst of momentum Spike lifts Dean into the air and nails him with the SPIKE IMPAILER ONTO THE BROKEN DEN WALL!!!!}

Vasco Dias: SWEET MERCIFUL ZEUS!

Terri Morasco: That could be the end of Dean Harpers career right there!

{Dean writhes in agony in the mess, as does Spike, before he drags himself towards the announce table, pulling himself up. He flashes Terri a wink, and Vasco a thumbs up, causing Vasco to place both hands over his heart. Spike tells the ref to count Dean, but the ref tells him it’s got to be in the ring. With a head shake, Spike starts to pull Dean Harper to his feet.}

Vasco Dias: Did you see that Terri? I got a thumbs up from the World Champ!

Terri Morasco: That you did Vasco, that you did.

{Spike is a bloody mess, as he drags Dean who is also a bloody mess to his feet now. As he does, Dean pushes Spike away and then absolutely nails him with a Chrysoar!!!}

Terri Morasco: What!? That’s one of Warren Kane’s moves!

{Spike wobbles and falls into the announce table, before Dean slides him onto it. He doesn’t even take the time to clear it off, both Terri and Vasco scramble away as Dean then turns to the ladder and with a sick smile on his face turns to climb up it. The crowd are losing their shit as Dean Harper climbs up it. He climbs to the absolute top, standing right on the final step and sneers out at the crowd and down at Spike, before leaping through the air and crashing into Spike and the announce table with the SCREAMING FROM THE SKY!!!}

Vasco Dias: DEAN HARPER MAY HAVE JUST KILLED THEM BOTH!

Terri Morasco: My god Vasco, that was right in front of us, the absolute carnage!

{The referee is stuck for what to do, he cannot count them out due to them being outside the ring, but he does check on both men just to make sure they are okay to continue. The ringside area is starting to get covered in blood as both men lay there. After a few moments, what must feel like an eternity Dean begins to show signs of life. He pulls himself up through the carnage and actually gets a standing ovation from the crowd, just due to his willingness to put his body on the line. He looks down at Spike, and then drags him to his feet, placing him on the spanish announcers table to another huge roar from the crowd.}

Terri Morasco: This is insane! What is Dean Harper thinking!

{Dean begins to ascend the ladder once again, the crowd egging him on as he does so. However, this time, once he gets to the top, he turns to look at the Dragons Den itself, and then to the crowd, who are just roaring with bloodlust. Dean then turns towards the Den, grabs the top of it and hops up onto the top! The crowd are going insane! Dean looks down, as if he’s about to leap off on Spike, but SPIKE SITS UP!}

Vasco Dias: I swear Terri, I think I’m going to pass out.

{The crowd are going mental as Spike looks up at Dean and now he smirks, but Dean quickly lays down and grabs the ladder, pulling it up so that Spike cannot use it. Dean taps his head telling Spike he’s outthought him, but Spike just nods his head, before turning to Vasco Dias and motioning him over. Spike then quickly rips off both shirt sleeves of Vasco Dias and begins to wrap them around his hands.}

Vasco Dias: Did you see that Terri!? This shirt is worth more than these men are getting paid!

Terri Morasco: Just think about the part you’re playing in this match Vasco.

Vasco Dias: Good point! I’m in the main event!

{Spike begins to climb up the Dragons Den, using the shirt wrapped hands to protect himself from the barbed wire. Dean smirks down at Spike, before kicking the ladder off the side, but it doesn’t stop Spike, and Dean doesn’t stop his ascent, instead he backs off and allows Spike to climb up, taunting him, telling him to bring it. After a few minutes Spike has made it to the top, and he throws the shirt wraps to the ground, Vasco quickly runs over and grabs them. The two men stand on the top of the Den, the crowd all around the arena are on their feet cheering for them both and the absolute display of carnage they have put on.}

Vasco Dias: WHAT IS GOING ON!?

Terri Morasco: Either man could have this right here, but we’re also closing in on the time limit of the match!

{Dean and Spike are battling right in the center of the Den ceiling, Dean kicks Spike right in the nuts again, but as he goes for Spike, Kane pops him up and HITS THE BLOOD GODS WRATH THROUGH THE CEILING!!! BOTH MEN COME CRASHING THROUGH AND LAND IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!!!}

Vasco Dias: OH MY GOD!!!

Terri Morasco: SPIKE JUST KILLED THE BOTH OF THEM!!

{Both of the men lay out cold in the ring, blood covering their faces and bodies, barbed wire laying everywhere. The referee has his hands on his head, not quite knowing what to do. The crowd are absolutely on their feet, screaming, shouting, jumping up and down. “HOLY SHIT!” chants ring through the arena, as the referee doesn’t know what to do. He begins to check on Dean, who shows some signs of life, before scrambling across to check on Spike, who hasn’t even moved. For a moment the referee looks pretty worried, before Spike’s arm twitches. Now the referee returns to the middle of the pretty wrecked ring and begins his ten count.}

Vasco Dias: Who’s going to get to their feet first!? WHO’S GOING TO WIN!?

Terri Morasco: Umm...I don’t think…

{ONE! ...The crowd are on their feet chanting along with the referee…..TWO! …….THREE! …...FOUR!...Dean Harper reachers out and grabs the ropes….FIVE! …...SIX! …….SEVEN! ...Dean begins to pull himself to his feet…..EIGHT! ...NINE!...DING DING DING!}

Vasco Dias: WHAT!?

{There referee looks confused, as he only has nine fingers up, and neither man is back to his feet, Spike is still on his back, and at the sound of the bell Dean drops back into the turnbuckle. The referee heads towards the corner closest to the timekeeper before Alison Valance grabs the mic.}

Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, this match has reached it’s time limit and has been declared a draw! Meaning, STILL your world heavyweight champion! SPIKE! KANE!

{The referee nods his head, accepting the call, and the crowd are both hyped and annoyed, not quite sure how to take this. Dean Harper however is seething in the corner. The Den is beginning to raise as the world title is handed to the referee. He goes to hand it to Spike Kane, who is barely moving.}

Vasco Dias: What a night Terri, can you believe it!? A draw in the Dragons Den! That’s only ever happened once in it’s history, and that was between Spike Kane and The Ace.

Terri Morasco: We’ve witnessed an absolute war here tonight Vasco. I’m not even sure Spike can make it back to his feet here.

{Inside the ring Spike is being helped to a sitting position by the referee. He places the title on Spike’s shoulder, but Spike’s eyes are barely focusing. A weird pale blue light seems to engulf Spike before it flickers, and fades but the referee helps him back to his feet. Meanwhile Dean Harper as rolled to the outside and grabbed his Joker in the Pack briefcase from ringside! He storms into the ring as the ref holds Spike’s arm in the air, Kane doesn’t seem to know where he is when BAM! DEAN CONNECTS WITH THE BRIEFCASE TO THE BACK OF SPIKE’S HEAD!!!!}

Vasco Dias: OH COME ON! THE MATCH IS OVER!

Terri Morasco: I...I think he’s cashing in Vasco!

Vasco Dias: That clever son of a bitch!

{The referee looks absolutely terrified as the blood covered face of Dean Harper screams at him to take the briefcase. He does so slowly, while Harper stalks Kane, who hasn’t moved. The referee takes the case to the timekeeper and the bell rings, but the ref comes to check on Spike and immediately throws the “X” up, but Dean pulls the referee back and begins to stomp on Spike, who doesn’t react, doesn’t even move. Harper hesitates for a slight second, with the referee shouting at him, Dean quickly covers Spike and the ref drops to the mat shaking his head and covers….ONE! TWO! THREE! ….the crowd are absolutely stunned as the bell rings.}

Vasco Dias: ….what!?

Terri Morasco: That was a quick count if ever I saw one.

{Dean Harper snatches the world title from the mat a few feet away and rolls out of the ring, heading up the ramp with a smirk on his face as the referee throws the “X” up to the camera again quickly, and begins placing his hands on the neck of Spike Kane, and quickly, pressing down on his chest.}

Vasco Dias: Oh my god Terri…

{There’s a fuzz and a fumble sound as Vasco Dias takes his headset off and runs to the ring, sliding in to help the referee trying to take care of Spike Kane in the ring, he motions furiously towards the back to get help. A flood of officials and EMT’s come rushing past Dean Harper, who just looks solemnly past them to the ring, the IWF World Title over his shoulder.}

Terri Morasco: Oh jesus….cut the damn feed.

{The last image we see is the grim face of Dean Harper with the world title on his shoulder.}

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