IWF Presents: Mediocre Canadian Bash OFN - August 13th 2018

IWF Presents: Mediocre Canadian Bash OFN - August 13th 2018 Aug 15, 2018 1:05:58 GMT

Post by Jess Fowler on Aug 15, 2018 1:05:58 GMT

Monday Night Sacrifice
Mediocre Canadian Bash, Open Fight Night #34
Monday, August 13th, 2018

Rogers Arena Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

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SINGLES MATCH
James Gilmore vs Nighthawk

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

Vasco Dias: The Heir to the Throne rages on with a big match up here, Nighthawk vs James Gilmore!

Terri Morasco: Hawk, like everyone else is looking to go all the way this year but there’s a determination that wasn’t there in the past.

Vasco Dias: Determination flows through his veins, Gilmore has an uphill battle in front of him.

{ Judas Priest's "Screaming for Vengeance" begins to play as jets of water shoot out from all directions. We then see James Gilmore stepping out onto the stage, headbanging to the classic speed metal tune, before posing to the crowd and walking down to the ring. }

Vasco Dias: What James lacks in talent and ability he makes up for in raw enthusiasm, too bad that never won anyone a match.

Terri Morasco: These two men have a long history of hatred via Twitter, I don’t see Hawk taking it easy on Gilmore.

{ The referee calls for the bell and Gilmore runs straight at Nigthawk who side steps him and catches Gilmore with a double leg take down! Nighthawk gets right back to his feet and slaps Gilmore in the back of the head! }

Terri Morasco: Nighthawk the veteran demonstrated his superior knowledge of professional wrestling.

Vasco Dias: Nighthawk has already performed more wrestling moves than Gilmore even knows.

{ Gilmore gets up to his feet and Nighthawk tells him to bring it. Gilmore goes for a tie up but Nighthawk quickly transitions into a rear wrist lock on Gilmore, he wrenches the arm a bit before pushing Gilmore off and smacking him in the back of the head again. }

Terri Morasco: Is Nighthawk toying with James here?

Vasco Dias: I think he’s trying to incite some rage. Get Gilmore emotional.

{ Gilmore sneers and moves in again looking for the tie up but this time kicks Nighthawk right in the gut and catches him with a hard forearm shot to the head. Gilmore then smacks Nighthawk straight across the face! Nighthawk replies immediately with rapid open handed slaps to the sides of Gilmore’s head before hitting a big European upper cut followed by a hooking lariat that takes Gilomore off his feet! }

Vasco Dias: James showed a little spunk there but Nighthawk quickly shut it down.

Terri Morasco: Playtime is over for mr. Nighthawk.

{ Gilmore pushes himself up but Nighthawk is right there with a running drop kick that sends James into the corner. Hawk nips up and runs in for a corner drop kick on Gilmore! Nighthawk nips up a second time and cracks Gilmore with another huge European upper cut and then takes James out of the corner and half way across the ring with a tilt a whirl armdrag! }

Vasco Dias: Nighthawk is wrestling circles around Gilmore!

Terri Morasco: I’m not sure James even knows where he is right now!

{ Nighthawk marches toward Gilmore who is starting to get back to his feet. Gilmore comes back to reality just in time to grab Nighthawk for a big time scoop slam! James pulls Nighthawk up to his feet and hits another scoop slam! James pulls Hawk up one more time and hits a third and final scoop slam! }

Vasco Dias: SCOOP SLAM CITY!

{ James quickly runs to the corner and climbs up to the top rope. James looks down and yells SURFS UP as he flies off the top rope looking for a diving headbutt but Nighthawk rolls out of the way and James goes face first into the mat! }

Terri Morasco: Gilmore took control there for a moment.

Vasco Dias: With the first move they teach you in wrestling school.

Terri Morasco: If it works it works.

Vasco Dias: I guess so.

{ Nighthawk gets to his feet, seemingly unphased as Gilmore tries to shake the cob webs loose. Nighthawk is on him as he stands with a bridging dragon suplex into a pin! The referee slides into position for ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Vasco Dias: Just a two count for Nighthawk!

{ Both men get back to their feet pretty quickly but Nighthawk grabs Gilmore again this time for an overhead belly to belly suplex bridged into a pin! The referee is down again for the ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Vasco Dias: Another two count!

Terri Morasco: But Nighthawk has to be wearing James down.

Vasco Dias: Absolutely!

{ Gilmore is slow to stand but Nighthawk is already up and has him with a bridging tiger suplex! The referee moves into position again. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Terri Morasco: These moves aren’t putting Gilmore away but they are killing his stamina.

Vasco Dias: Nighthawk is a work horse but more than that he’s a smart worker. He knows how to break a man down.

{ Gilmore is very slow to rise and Nighthawk grabs him from behind looking for a German suplex but James elbows Hawk right in the mouth. James turns and fires off a spinning wheel kick! Nighthawk is still up so James takes off for the ropes, he bounces off and James comes back with a big spear on Nighthawk! James covers and it’s a ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Vasco Dias: Nighthawk isn’t even close to being done.

Terri Morasco: It’s going to take a lot for James to put him away, especially after all of Hawk’s offense.

{ James pulls Nighthawk up off the mat and then lifts him into the air for the HANG TEN! But Hawk fights his way out of it and drops down to his feet. Nighthawk connects with combo open handed slaps to the face and chest of James Gilmore before hitting the Dead on Time jumping tornado ddt! Nighthawk goes for the cover and we’ve got a ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Vasco Dias: Every big move brings Nighthawk one step closer to putting Gilmore away!

Terri Morasco: It feels like it’s only a matter of time!

{ Nighthawk pushes himself up off the mat, he looks like he’s ready to put James away with the Orange Crush Bomb. Nighthawk grabs Gilmore and pulls him up to his feet but James grabs Nighthawk and pulls him down into a roll up! Gilmore hooks the legs of Nighthawk and the referee is down! ONE! TWO! THREE!!!! James immediately rolls out of the ring! }

Vasco Dias: What the hell just happened!?

Terri Morasco: James Gilmore defeated Nighthawk!?

Vasco Dias: Never in my life did I imagine I’d see this… That had to be a fast count or something.

Terri Morasco: I think Gilmore just caught Nighthawk off guard. Nighthawk seemed to have this match in the bag.

Vasco Dias: This is the night wrestling died…

{ James is on the outside, he can’t believe it. Nighthawk is kneeling in the ring, he too seems stunned as we head to the break. }

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VIDEO SEGMENT
Bob Responds

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{Earlier today ...}

Bob Pooler: Cable! Hey ... hey, Cable - over here!

{IWF co-owner, Cable Arcane, halfway through one of the back entrance doorways pauses for a moment to look over his shoulder. Sitting in a parked car, but waving frantically is reigning Strong Style champion, Bob Pooler. Cable cocks his head to the side as Pooler waves at him to come closer. With a shake of his head, Cable adjusts his shoulder strap and walks towards the rental vehicle.}

Cable Arcane: You, ah, you gonna come out here and talk to me or what?

{Bob shakes his head and motions towards the passenger door.}

Cable Arcane: Seriously?

{He rolls his eyes but still walks to the passenger side of the car and grabs hold of the handle only to find it locked. Furrowed eyebrows peer through the passenger window as Pooler looks around the parking garage before tapping the automatic unlock button. Cable pulls open the door and has barely touched down on the seat when Pooler is leaning over him to pull the door closed.}

Cable Arcane: What the ...

{Pooler quickly relocks the doors}

Cable Arcane: ... hell is going on here?

{Bob looks over his shoulder and in all the mirrors before turning to Cable}

Bob Pooler: After the hell that he put me through, I’m not taking my chances with that sadistic son-of-a-bitch.

Cable Arcane: Who? Oracle?

{Bob shushes Cable, looking around once more}

Bob Pooler: He’ll hear you; but yeah - listen, Cable, you’ve got to get me a match with this guy ... something ... anything. I need a chance to get a little revenge!

{Cable laughs and looks straight ahead}

Cable Arcane: Didn’t I already give you a match with him? A match where he handed you your ass and then walked away from? The hell else you think you’ve got to prove?

{Bob is silent for a moment before turning to Cable}

Bob Pooler: All of that shit that I went through, each and every day that I spent locked in that damn cellar was hell. My own, personal, hell. This guy has been stalking me for months, Cable, how am I supposed to just put it all behind me and move on? D’you think you could?

{Cable doesn’t respond for a moment}

Cable Arcane: Well, listen, you’ve got a match coming up at Legacy with Pax. Beyond that I don’t have anything jumping out at me. I might be able to move some things around and figure this out. But listen,

{He turns to face Pooler, looking serious}

Cable Arcane: you gotta take your shot and make it count. No pulling punches, right?

{Pooler nods his head as Cable reaches for the handle}

Cable Arcane: I’m assuming you’ve got the child locks on in here so, if you don’t mind ...

{Bob taps the unlock button and Cable exits the vehicle as Bob starts the engine and begins backing out of the parking spot - as an unseen figure standing in the shadows between two large SUVs looks on.}

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SINGLES MATCH
Pax Stormcrow vs Jayson Matthews

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{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.}

Alison Valance: “Coming to the ring, hailing for Aitkin, Minnesota...he stands at six feet, two inches, weighing in at two hundred and forty nine pounds….he is Paaaax….STORMCROW!”

{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.}

Vasco Dias: “Pax Stormcrow, a man with unbelievable talent but he wastes too much time pandering to the crowd.”

Terri Morasco: “He has proven time and again, he can perform at the best of his ability in that ring with, anyone on the roster, he is taking his time to show love to the people who give him the ability to perform on such a stage.”

Vasco Dias: “The kid needs to focus on further his goals, he needs a mean streak not this nonsense!”

Terri Morasco: “I think Pax would wholeheartedly disagree with you Vasco.”

Alison Valance: “and his opponent, hailing from Detroit, Michigan...standing at five feet, ten inches. Weighing it at two hundred and one pounds...The Mighty Sandwich himself….Jaaaaaaysooooon...MATTTHEWS!”

{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, leaning over throwing his hands in the air. 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 up both of his arms, thanking the fans for their cheers and support.}

Vasco Dias: “You’d think that after everything Jayson has been through the last few months, he’d realize these fans don’t care about him!”

Terri Morasco: “The kid needs love, and these people give it to him. After an explosive match against God at Lineage, Jayson looks to get his head straight tonight against Pax Stormcrow.”

Vasco Dias: “I’ll give the kid credit, he performed better than most would against those odds, but now the question is, what is next for Jayson?”

Terri Morasco: “He proved in 2017 just how great of a superstar he would be, you have to think he’s can recapture that magic starting here tonight.”

{The two men assume their correct corners, keeping an eye on one another. The referee calls for the bell as both men take a few steps out, still gauging one another. Pax immediately starts clapping his hands in the air, getting the crowd on their feet as he points at Matthews as Pax takes a few steps towards the center of the ring. Jayson smiles a bit as he meets Pax in the center of the ring as the fans are on their feet, excited for this match up as both men lock up in the center of the ring jostling for position.}

Vasco Dias: “Pax clearly has the height and weight advantage tonight, Matthews wants to stay on the move and strike efficiently.”

Terri Morasco: “Jayson Matthews is everything, but more so he’s got more heart than anyone else, I think that will be the true test tonight.”

Vasco Dias: “Always one for the melodramatics.”

{Pax gets the early advantage, forcing Jayson backwards into the corner. The two stay locked up, as the referee begins to count, when he reaches three both men let go simultaneously. Pax motions for Jayson to come out, but Jayson looks at Pax for a moment, as he bolts out of the corner and throws himself in the air looking for a big move, swinging his foot around with the Jayson Matthews Experience. Pax barely ducks out of the way, as Matthews lands on his feet, but as he turns around Pax hits a big double leg takedown, quickly using his mat prowess, to rotate his body around the ring, getting Jayson in a headlock wrenching down, Pax forces Jayson into a sitting position, getting directly behind him Pax tries to fold Jayson up like a chair, keep the hold tight. Jayson flails his arms around a bit, refusing to surrender.}

Terri Morasco: “Jayson Matthews went for it all, and now he’s stuck in a very precarious position.”

Vasco Dias: “He should have taken a shot when they were in the corner, sometimes you gotta fight dirty to win.”

Terri Morasco: “I think Jayson Matthews has more respect for Pax Stormcrow than to do something so dirty.”

{Jayson hears the crowd cheering him on, as he gets a little fired up forcing himself backwards into Pax, as he uses the wrenching of the submission hold that Pax isn’t letting up on as a way to get back onto his feet. Jayson staggers a bit as Pax has the sleeper hold in tight. Jayson kicks his legs up, getting enough momentum as he grabs Pax, and with the momentum hits a modified lucha-arm drag, sending Pax cross the ring, sliding a bit as he catches himself slowly rolling to his feet. Jayson clutches at his throat, coughing a bit, red in the face from the hold as he looks up at Pax who grins, Jayson returns the sentiment as Matthews charges forward again recklessly, Pax quickly ducks down lifting Jayson over the top rope. Jayson lands on the apron with both feet, grabbing onto the top rope to keep his balance. Pax turns around, surprised to not see Matthews on the floor below, is caught with a hard forearm smash. Pax staggers back, but takes a step forward but Matthews leans in catching Pax in the gut with a shoulder thrust. Jayson immediately pops up, and over the top rope and Pax looking for a sunset flip. Pax grabs onto the top rope, stopping himself from falling back. Jayson grabs onto Pax’s sides, slipping his right let up between Pax’s as Pax is force to let go and Jayson slips Pax into a leg lock submission!}

Terri Morasco: “What a back and forth contest we are witnessing tonight!”

Vasco Dias: “Both men are sitting at fifteen points in the Heir to the Throne rankings, and both are very technically gifted men, a win can mean a big surge in momentum with this being the final chance for points.”

Terri Morasco: “You have to think that both men will be looking for a submission victory.”

Vasco Dias: “And both men have a submission finisher in their back pocket, it makes sense why we’ve seen a more wear down your opponent match thus far, versus a strike fest.”

Terri Morasco: “It seems that all the lessons Matthews had under Nighthawk may finally bear fruit tonight against Pax Stormcrow.”

Vasco Dias: “We saw Pax and Nighthawk give each other their best shots over the last few weeks, which despite my distaste for both of those guys, it was an epic clash.”

{Matthews wrenches at the leg, looking to hurt Pax’s right wheel, Pax grips the sides of his heads, trying to sit up to analyze the situation while also enduring the pain. Pax tries to roll to the side to relieve some pressure, but Jayson begins to rock back and forth to counter the movement. Pax lets out a groan of pain, as Jayson keeps working the right leg of Pax Stormcrow. Realizing breaking the hold was not as likely as he’d like, Pax puts both of his hands down on the mat getting the best grip he can, he turns his head getting a quick measurement of just how far the ring rope is, before in an impressive show of strength begins to pull himself and Jayson Matthews over to the ring ropes. Reaching out, Pax is close, Jayson realizes his hold might have to be broken up soon, so instead of changing position, he keeps wrenching on the leg with one hand, and with the other he begins to rain stiff punches into the knee of Pax Stormcrow. We get a great camera shot of Pax letting out a scream of pain, as he keeps pushing forward, until finally he grasps the rope tightly with one hand, pulling himself to the apron as Jayson immediately breaks the hold following the rules of the contest. Jayson rolls over to his feet, as Pax clutches at his knee, rolling to the outside hobbling a bit, he slaps at his knee trying to shake off the pain.}

Vasco Dias: “He didn’t even let the referee count! What is Jayson Matthews doing? Does he even want to win?!”

Terri Morasco: “Matthews has had a lot of personal conflicts, but he won’t let the idea of beating a quality opponent like Pax Stormcrow, and taking shortcuts to get there aren’t the path he’s going to take.”

Vasco Dias: “He’s an idiot, you have to the count of five to let go, even if you hold on to a few more seconds, that’s a few more seconds! And he’s letting Pax gather himself on the outside instead of staying on the offense.”

Terri Morasco: “Everyone wants to tell Jayson what to do, or how to live. He’s showing incredible sportsmanship, he isn’t out here to cripple Pax Stormcrow, he’s out here to beat him fair and square.”

Vasco Dias: “But if Pax gets himself in the situation of power Jayson did, you think he will afford the same?”

Terri Morasco: “I have complete faith in Pax Stormcrow’s character, that he wants to win this match clean without doubt. He wants to prove he’s the best, and every point he earns in his quest for the Heir to the Throne he doesn’t want to be clouded with any dirt.”

Vasco Dias: “Kids these days, they don’t want to get their hands dirty.”

{Jayson leans on the ropes, looking down at Pax who shakes his leg out. Jayson raises a brow.}

Jayson Matthews: “You good man? Didn’t want to break your leg.”

Pax Stormcrow: “Don’t kid yourself, you needed to lean more to your right to apply more pressure, it’ll take more than that to break me.”

{The two competitors share a laugh, as Jayson leans on the ropes opening it up motioning for Pax to get back in the ring. Pax shakes his head, walking up the ring steps gingerly favoring his right leg, walking to the ropes he looks at Jayson as Pax grabs the top rope, leaping over landing on both feet carefully, his right leg holds up from the impact as Jayson smirks, letting off the ropes as the two men begin to circle each other once more. Matthews lunges forward looking to get a lock up advantage, but Pax ducks, getting behind Matthews wrapping his arms around his waist. Jayson flails a bit, throwing a elbow aimed at the head of Pax, but Pax ducks allowing Jayson to spin back as Pax hits a snap spinebuster, slamming Jayson backfirst onto the mat knocking the breath out of Matthews with the sudden impact. Jayson rolls onto his stomach, clutching his back, but Pax doesn’t hesitate, sliding down next to Jayson, he grabs his arm and wraps his hands around Jayson’s face, as Pax locks in a tight crossface!}

Vasco Dias: “Smart offense by Pax, I’m getting more and more annoyed at the sportsmanship between these two, but what can I do other than call a match.”

Terri Morasco: “Be proud, these two young superstars are out here, putting on a show for this sold out Rogers Arena crowd!”

Vasco Dias: “These canadians are too polite, and where this style of wrestling is worshiped by wrestling fans this far north, it’s disgusting hearing all these cheers.”

Terri Morasco: “Both men are earning every cheer tonight!”

{Pax wrenches back the crossface, as Jayson’s legs begin to flail up and down as Matthews only has one free arm that is reaching out, trying to even get a finger tip on the rope, but Pax locked the submission in, in just the right place. Knowing that the spinebuster’s direct impact was on the lower back of Matthews, Pax focuses more on the pulling back to focus the strain of the hold on Matthew’s lower back and not as much on the neck. Matthews let’s out muffled screams of pain through Pax’s hands that are wrapped tightly around his face, keeping the hold locked in.}

Pax Stormcrow: “Tap out Jayson! Give up! You put on a good show, but this is the end of your run!”

Jayson Matthews: “Mmffph...mfa….mhhhphm”

Pax Stormcrow: “Tap out!”

{Pax pulls back on the hold the hardest he can, as we get a beautiful hard camera shot of Jayson’s expression of pain, his eyes growing bigger and bigger as the veins on his forehead, and neck grow bigger with each little bit of pain that keeps being inflicted to him in the hold. Jayson swings his arm forward tucking his shoulder underneath him and with a last ditch effort manages to roll himself and Pax Stormcrow over. Jayson quickly moves his arm around, and gets a sneaky roll up! The referee quickly slides down and slaps the mat.}

Referee: “One...two…”

{Pax throws his legs up, kicking out, as the quick roll up caught him off guard. Looking up he sees Jayson clutching his lower back as he staggers to his feet. Pax himself grabs onto the ropes, trying to save any strain on his right leg as much as possible. The two men look at each other, their smiles have faded as the match went longer, neither one wanting to give an inch. Stepping forward, the two lock up as Matthews gets the advantage, getting Pax into a headlock. Pax backs both himself and Matthews up to the ring ropes, as he takes a few steps forward, shoving Matthews across the ring, as Matthews runs instead of hitting the ropes, he shows grace leaping to the middle rope, springboard backwards and with agility manages to catch Pax Stormcrow in the center of the ring with a flying forearm smash. Both men crash to the mat, as Jayson clutches his lower back, Pax holds his nose, Jayson might have gotten all of impact of the forearm onto the nose of Stormcrow!}

Vasco Dias: “I thought Pax had it all with that crossface...that was vicious!”

Terri Morasco: “You had to think, it was pure desperation to roll the way Matthews did, and that pin attempt.”

Vasco Dias: “We’re what, twenty minutes deep and we finally got our first pinfall.”

Terri Morasco: “It’s obvious both men are looking for that submission, you could even hear Pax trying to convince Matthews to just tap out.”

Vasco Dias: “As annoying as it is, I don’t think either man are going to call it quits tonight. There is too much riding on this match.”

{Both men stagger to their feet, Pax hobbles a bit, trying to shake the pain out his leg once again. Matthews clutches his lower back, leaning on the ring ropes as he tries to stretch. Both men slowly turn, and look at each other. Their smirks fade away, as the aura of competition washes over both of them. Pax and Jayson straighten up, shaking the pain off like it’s nothing. Throwing conventional wrestling out the window for a moment, Pax and Jayson meet in the center of the ring and begin exchanging strikes, a real first for this matchup. A hard right from Pax staggers Jayson, who has held onto the receipt, Jayson delivers his own stiff strike knocking Pax backwards. Gathering himself, Pax throws a hard knee to Jayson’s gut, doubling Matthews over. Pax quickly capitalizes on the brief moment, as he lifts Jayson up into a suplex, but staggers a bit as his right knee barely holds up. Matthews took the moment of weakness, as he slides over Pax onto the ring apron as Pax staggers forward clutching his knee. Jayson grabs onto the top rope from the outside, springboarding to the top with another feat of athleticism. Pax turns at the last moment, as Jayson flies at him, using whatever he has left in the tank we get a springboard Jayson Matthews Experience!}

Vasco Dias: “Holy mother of god! Did you see that?!”

Terri Morasco: “That devastating kick is dangerous from a standing position, add in gravity and momentum. Pax may have been knocked out.”

{Jayson looks up, a look of shock on his face that his attack worked, it was reckless, but he had to pull out something he’d never tried before to defeat Pax. Crawling over, Jayson Matthews draps an arm over Pax, exhausted himself as the referee slides down to count the pinfall.}

Referee: “One...two…”

{Pax throws his arm up at 2.9, leaving the crowd in utter shock, before a wave of cheers flood the arena.}

Terri Morasco: “Pax Stormcrow will not die!”

Vasco Dias: “How is he even able to?!”

{Jayson falls over, completely flabbergasted, unsure of what it would take to put Pax away. Pax slowly sits up, rolling over to the ring ropes using them to lift himself up as Jayson Matthews staggers back onto his feet, shaking his head as he squares up. The wear and tear on both men is obvious, but neither one wants to back down, or lose tonight as it means a chance of not qualifying for the Heir to the Throne. Jayson staggers into Pax, not realizing where he is in the ring. Pax quickly wraps his arms around Jayson, looking for a belly to belly, but Jayson hooks his own leg behind the right knee of Pax, causing a bit of pain but more so blocking the lift up. Jayson slips below Pax’s grip, looking for a sneaky roll up, but instead, as he pulls Pax downwards he locks in the Banana Split!}

Terri Morasco: “How?! How does Jayson still have anything left in the tank?!”

Vasco Dias: “That banana split hold is dangerous, but will it be enough!?”

{Pax realizing he’s in a dangerous situation, tries to move to no avail, as Jayson is putting every drop of energy he has into the hold, his entire heart and soul! So much pent of frustration from the last few weeks, exhausted from being jerked around by the two factions, Jayson Matthews is determined to tap Pax out, as he wrenches down on the MMA hold, Pax lets out a scream of pain, Matthews focusing on applying more pressure on the right knee, knowing that it was already injured, and that it would be his key. Pax struggles with all his might to no avail, realizing he was going to cause serious damage, begins to slap the mat. The referee calls for the submission, and as the bell rings, Jayson lets go of the hold as both men collapse on the mat.}

IWF Galaxy: “STORMCROW! MATTHEWS! STORMCROW! MATTHEWS! STORMCROW! MATTHEWS!”

Vasco Dias: “Jayson Matthews has done it! With a submission victory, he earns much needed points on the final days of the Heir to the Throne!”

Terri Morasco: “But listen to this crowd, points or not, these two kids have put on a show here tonight!”

Vasco Dias: “I ain’t a fan of pandering to the crowd, but any doubts in either of these two superstars has to have been erased.”

{Jayson Matthews lifts himself up, looking down as his opponent, Pax who is clutching his knee. Jayson leans down, surprising Pax himself, as Jayson puts his head under Pax’s arm, helping Stormcrow to his feet. Jayson nods his head, as both men lift their opposite arm into the air as the fans go nuts for the two superstars, after such a hard fought match.}

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SINGLES MATCH
Mercedes Vargas Vs. Kimberly Williams

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{Kimberly and Mercedes start the match with Kimberly trying to put in a defense. Mercedes does not let up and goes after Kimberly, countering her moves and not allowing her to barely breathe. Kimberly tries, again and again, to put Mercedes down but the more experienced women keep s getting back up. Mercedes used BLACK ROSE OVERDRIVE and takes Kimberly out of the match.}

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IN-RING SEGMENT
Brooklyn Maddox asks Who's Next

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{Tiffany Jones stands backstage}

Tiffany Jones: Thanks Terri and Vasco, I’m backstage tonight with someone who many were surprised to not see appearing on tonight’s show. It’s my pleasure to welcome the IWF Women’s World Champion - Brooklyn Maddox!

{The camera pans backward and Brooklyn steps into frame. Dressed in deep purples and green with the World title slung over her left shoulder Brooklyn looks up at Tiffany with a smile.}

Tiffany Jones: Brooklyn, the people want to know why you’re not wrestling tonight!

{Brooklyn hesitates for a second before looking Tiffany right in the eyes}

Brooklyn Maddox: Why, Tiffany? Well, it’s kinda obvious that I’m not wrestling tonight because nobody bothered to send a challenge my way. I mean, it’s one of the most special Open Fight Night’s of the year, Tiff ... it’s the Mediocre Canadian Bash ... someone, anyone should have stepped up and challenged me.

{Tiffany nods her head}

Tiffany Jones: But you’re also able to issue challenges and, you were awfully quiet this week too.

{Brooklyn stares at her for a heartbeat before breaking into a wide grin}

Brooklyn Maddox: Tiff, the Little Bad Wolf shouldn’t have to challenge the sheep. I shouldn’t have to go scrounging for matches; these other women should be fighting tooth and nail for a chance to fight me. But I understand what’s going on ... I can smell it.

{Tiffany begins to smell the air with a look of confusion}

Tiffany Jones: I don-

Brooklyn Maddox: Fear, Tiffany. The smell of fear hangs in the air around this place. See, last year I shocked the world by winning the battle royal at Diamonds are Forever; earning myself a shot at Shea O’Hara and her title. I took that opportunity and I ran with it and since then I havn’t looked back. I have taken on each and every woman that this company has thrown at me. I’ve beaten their chosen ones, their warriors, their champions and challengers alike. Time and time again they’ve thrown their best at me only to be shown that even their best just isn’t good enough. So who’s left, Tiffany? Who am I supposed to face for the Woman’s World title? Is it that time of year when Fiona gets a shot? Maybe we drag Paige out of the retirement home for a chance. Jessica? Mercedes? Helena?

{Tiffany looks taken aback by the change in character for Brooklyn}

Tiffany Jones: Well, you have done what many said you couldn’t and overcome tremendous odds time and time again. But there are other women on this roster that many think deserve a shot at the title.

{Brooklyn looks at Tiffany, her eyes narrowing}

Brooklyn Maddox: My title, Tiffany; and who is that that the ‘many’ have decided have earned their shot?

Tiffany Jones: The one name that I’ve been hearing tossed around has been V-

{Brooklyn holds her hand up in Tiffany’s face}

Brooklyn Maddox: The Pack, Tiffany, have never backed down from a challenge. IWF and its superstars have done all they could to stop us, to silence us, to take from us what we have so rightfully earned. We have long since tired of dining on these ‘main courses’ that management continues to push our way so, yes, I suppose at some point it would come to this. But, make no mistake - the Wolf hungers and no cakes, pies, cinnamon rolls, or other little morsels of sugary sweetness will satiate my hunger.

{Brooklyn snarls and walks off, her hair swishing behind her as Tiffany instinctively leans away from her}

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SINGLES MATCH
RedCap vs Nick Hunter

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Allison Valance: The following match is scheduled for one fall!

Terri Morasco: this is the last week members of the Heir to the Throne can gain points. Right now one of them is at the head of the group, being Redcap.

Vasco Dias: Going against half of the winner of the tag team world cup. This will be interesting.

“Are y’all ready?!”

{The thumping bass of “Let’s Go” pounds from the speakers as Nick Hunter bursts through the curtains, shouting at the crowd and throwing his hands up to rile them, Nate Harris emerging a second later. Nick shakes his head, pumping his fists and grinning ear to ear as he looks around at all the people in the arena. Nick flashes a pair of finger guns at the crowd, miming a few shots and hyping the crowd as he bounds down the ramp, Nate following him with a shake of the hed. Nick picks up as he reaches the base of the ramp, leaping and baseball sliding under the bottom rope before leaping to his feet. He walks over to a corner, climbing the turnbuckles and leaning over to rile the crowd up even more. Nick hops back down, Nate meeting him in the corner as he cracks his neck, and grins ear-to-ear, shaking his arms out as he waits for the bell.}

Allison Valance: First down from New Orleans, Louisiana standing at 6’1 and weighing in at 255 pounds…. NICK HUNTER!

Terri Morasco: I have missed seeing the Borban Street Saints.

Vasco Dias: It seems to be like you have missed the ability to watch Harris strut around the ring.

{ 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.}

Allison Valance: Next down to the ring, from Arcadia weighing in at 210 and standing at 6’2…. REDCAP!

Terri Morasco: He certainly has made an impression. He has done everything possible to get as far as he can in the heir to the throne numbers.

Vasco Dias: It will be interesting to see how this match plays out.

{Nick and Redcap standing in their corners clearly measuring each other up waiting. Nate leans over the ropes and seems to be giving Nick some encouragement.}

Terri Morasco: Nate is always there for his tag partner. I’m glad to see that continues.

Vasco Dias: Well they rarely get booked in singles matches so you can’t really be that surprised can you?

{As soon as the bell rings Nick runs across the ring and hits Redcap with a Shoulderbreaker. He then hits Redcap with a Standing leg drop.}

Terri Morasco: A strong opening from Hunter here.

Vasco Dias: Interesting to see Redcap leaving himself open like that…

{Nick laughs before hitting Redcap with a Mardi Gras Blitz knocking the other man down.}

Terri Morasco: Why isn’t Redcap putting up any defense?

Vasco Dias: Maybe he’s waiting to see if Nick’s ego gets the better of him or he’s planning something.

{Nick goes for the pin

1
2
KICK OUT!}

Terri Morasco: Did it look like Redcap was waiting there?

Vasco Dias: I can’t be sure but I think he might have been.

{Nick grabs Redcap and hits him with a Snapmare, followed by an elbow drop.}

Terri Morasco: Nick doesn’t seem to notice what’s going on.

Vasco Dias: This is going to be a rude awakening when it hits.

{Nick grapples Redcap into a Rib breaker before dropping him.}

Terri Morasco: How long can Redcap play with Nick like this?

Vasco Dias: Likely a little longer.

{Nate is shouting something from the sidelines but Nick hits Redcap with a Springboard clothesline. Redcap bounces back to his feet and hits Nick with a Martial arts kick to the stomach sending the saint back slightly. Redcap hits him with a Dropkick.}.

Terri Morasco: Redcap is bouncing back now.

Vasco Dias: A strong defense emerging.

{Redcap hits Nick with a Hurricanrana followed by a Enziguri knocking the saint down to the ground.}

Terri Morasco: I don’t think this is going to end well…

Vasco Dias: Don’t be a coward, Terri.

{Redcap hits Nick with a Silver Path.}

Vasco Dias: Here it comes. This could be the end right here.

Terri Morasco: It might be unless Nick can get out of the way…

{Just as it looks like Nick is going to get up Redcap hits him with a BELTANE BOMB knocking the saint to the mat.}

Terri Morasco: Ouch.

Vasco Dias: that’s Redcap’s finisher.

{Redcap goes for the pin

1
2
3!!}

Allison Valance: Your winner….REDCAP!

Vasco Dias: Redcap now continues to have the highest ranking of anyone in the Heir to the Throne contest.

Terri Morasco: It will be interesting to see who he will be facing next week.

{Redcap stands in the middle of the ring with his arm raised as “White Rabbit” plays throughout the arena. Nate checks in with Nick who sits up, rubbing the back of his head.}

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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
A confrontation for number one contender (Dawn, Charity, Vesna, and Helena)

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{The camera comes on backstage where catering is underway. There are a couple girls sitting around catering when someone in a backstage crew badge and a hoodie walks backstage.}

Crew member: Um…I have a delivery.

{The women look up. The Crew member holds up a golden wrapped package.}

Crew member: It’s….to the Number one contender?

Charity Crowne: Well, that’s clearly for me.

Dawn Halliwell: You blew your chance for the world title already.

Charity Crowne: Some could say the same thing for you, ta.

{Dawn stalks over and launches herself at Charity, punching her. While some women start arguing around them, Dawn tosses Charity through the catering table that causes a spill to hit Vesna. Vesna picks Charity up and tosses her at Dawn, who moves out of the way, Ciara catches Charity and sets her down on the ground.}

Charity Crowne: Oh! That is it!

{As security gets involved to separate the fighting women backstage. The person takes off the hood to reveal Helena who grins at the camera unwrapping the package to show an apple.}

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SINGLES MATCH
Warren Kane vs. Trent Helms

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Vasco Dias: Oh I can’t wait for this next match, We get to see the Blood Prince himself rip into that complete {term deleted due to Trent Helms contract term number 4} Trent Helms

Terri Morasco: Looks like you’ve been censored again.

Vasco Dias: Really? I figured Cable would of fixed that since he wasn’t a fan of Helms getting his terms met.

Terri Morasco: I think it was all Verona’s doing, I do not agree with him, but his force on social media, and the fact he is from this company cause tickets to sell out in record time.

Vasco Dias: You’re saying these Canadian fans are actually going to cheer him? Seriously

Terri Morasco: Regardless this will be his first real test, as he faces a very determined yet conflicted member of the pack, the son of the late Spike Kane

UNDEAD! UNDEAD! UNDEAD!"

{As the song kicks in the tron explodes to life with a quick pyro as red and white strobe lights begin to flash. Warren Kane comes to the front of the stage and brings his arms up infront of his chest before extending them outwards and upwards creating a reaction from the crowd. He then heads towards the ring, clicking his neck, wrists and elbows to prepare for his match before jumping up onto the apron, climbing the turnbuckle on the outside and raising his arms once more. The music dies down and the lights return to normal as he drops into the ring.}

Vasco Dias: I’m not every been the biggest fan of Warren Kane, but tonight I have a feeling he will become my hero.

Terri Morasco: Who really knows what the kid is feeling. He is the lover of the man, who killed his father. Couldn’t script that one even if we tried.

{Suddenly the lights go off, and the entire arena buzzes loudly before before the opening of my Heart Will Go On by Celine Dion plays to a huge ovation}

Vasco Dias: Can I just pretend that they are simply cheering his theme music because Celine Dion is a natural treasure in these parts

Terri Morasco: That could be a valid statement.

Every night in my dreams
I see you, I feel you
That is how I know you go on

{The Float carrying Trent Helms ascends from the back, as water splashes on his face, as he closes his eyes}

Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you go on

{The Float continues to come down the Arena Ramp when suddenly Warren Kane, not even waiting rushes down the ramp, as Trent is not aware as his eyes are closed, as Warren climbs ontop of the float and slams Trent’s head against the decorative railing of the float as the music stop, however the fans continue to sing the song regardless}

Vasco Dias: Yes, I love that Kid!

Terri Morasco: How dare he interrupt that beautiful entrance.

Crowd: Near, far, wherever you are

{Warren throws Trent against the railing of the float, as it still continues to ascend down the entrance ramp as he lights Trent up with vicious knife edge chops, while being serranded by Trent’s theme song from the fans.}

Vasco Dias: Are theses Canadian fans still singing Trent’s theme song?

Terri Morasco: It appears that way.

Crowd: I believe that the heart does go on.

{Warren nails a even stiffer chop, that nearly sends Trent over the railing of the float as the Float stops as it reaches the ring, Warren grabs Trent and swings him around before tossing him over the railing of the float as he hits the arena floor hard with a sickening thud}

Vasco Dias: I’m enjoying this more then I should, and this match isn’t even started yet.

Terri Morasco: If Warren doesn’t calm down, this match isn’t even going to get started.

{Warren gets into the ring, as Trent is clutching his chest, as his chest is a bright red from all the chops that Warren gave him as Trent crawls over towards where Allison Valiance is, and while in pain says something to Allison Valiance who seems uncertain and uncomfortable}

Alison Valiance: Ladies and Gentleman, Trent Helms has informed me that the following match will be dedicated to a man who was like a father to him and that he will be dedicating this match to Spike Kane

{The announcerment stops the crowd from singing the Celine Dion song, as Warren is furious and get out of the ring, and grabs Trent and gives him a Splosion Exploder Suplex into the corner of the ringside Barricade as Warren is taking out every single frustration he has on Trent, Warren picks him up and once again hits another one}

Terri Morasco: Trent is a sick (term deleted due to Trent Helms contract term number 4) I can’t believe that he would have poor Allison say that.

Vasco Dias: Well he is getting exactly what is coming to him now, After a beating like this, Helms will take his ball and go home, luckily for him, He just happens to be in his home country.

{Warren yells for Trent to get up, who is been completely dominated as this match hasn’t even officially rang yet as Warren throws Trent head against the ringsteps before tossing him into the ring, as Warren is demanding the bell be rung but Trent now looks as if he is in no condition to complete}

Vasco Dias: Why isn’t the bell ringing? Both men are in the ring.

{Warren is furious is wanting to bell to ring, so he can finish this off, as the official is trying to hold him back so Trent can atleast get to his feet so he can defend himself, Warren shoves past the official, as Trent gets to his feet as Warren shoves the official hard down to the floor, as his emotions aren’t in check and all he wants to do is destroy this man, He goes towards Trent who leaps up out of nowhere and kicks Warren Kane before hitting him with Spike Kane’s Thunderstruck to OOOHH from the crowd}

Vasco Dias: Are you freaking serious right now!

Terri Morasco: Did he really just do that?

Vasco Dias: How dare he hit Warren with his own deceased fathers finishing move.

{Trent leaves the ring, as there is no official as he runs to the back as Warren lies on the ground as this match official got underway as we head to commercial as Warren is trying to pull himself up with a furious look on his face}

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SINGLES MATCH
If King wins he will face the lowest seed in the HTTT elimination brackets.
Ethan King vs Cable Arcane

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{ 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. }

Vasco Dias: Next up we’ve got ourselves a little grudge match.

Terri Morasco: Cable Arcane made it big in IWF as the center piece of the House of Howlett. Fast forward two years and Cable is a hall of fame IWF wrestler and the new center piece of the House is Ethan King.

Vasco Dias: A huge name on the independent circuit. Did you know he actually defeated Spike Kane for his company once?

Terri Morasco: I did. Ethan is no joke and he’s taking his position as the face of the House very seriously.

Vasco Dias: I know Cable likes to say he’s the best in the world but he’s going to have to prove that tonight.

{Lights go down. The opening riff of "Hail to the King" plays, met with swiftly moving and flashing white spotlights flashing through the arena, and as the drums kick in Ethan King slowly steps out to the stage, accompanied by his wife. He takes a few steps forward, wearing an expensive looking black suit, looking to either side as he cracks his neck with a smug grin. Ethan looks dead ahead at the ring, as the overture ends, the lights come up in full as he spreads his arms wide and soaks in the reaction from the crowd. When the lyrics begin he finally lowers his arms and begins his walk down the ramp. When he reaches the ring he removes his suit - revealing his ring attire underneath - pulls himself up onto the apron, and finally stepps into the ring when the chorus roars through the arena. He stands in the center of the ring, a single fist raised in the air as he nods slightly in rhythm to the music, pumping his fists three times in time with the words “HAIL! HAIL! HAIL!” before finally settling into his corner.}

Vasco Dias: Ethan looks as confident as ever.

Terri Morasco: The man sweats arrogance.

Vasco Dias: When you’re as skilled and handsome as he is what else would you sweat?

Terri Morasco: Did you just call another grown man handsome?

Vasco Dias: Yeah, why?

Terri Morasco: It’s just a little creepy…

{ Ethan is mouthing off as the referee calls for the bell. Cable and Ethan circle each other for a moment before moving in for the tie up. Ethan quickly over powers Cable and drives him backward into the corner of the ring. The referee tells him to break it up and Ethan steps back with a smile then punts Cable in the gut! Ethan clubs Cable over the back and then grabs him for a pump handle back breaker! }

Vasco Dias: Woah! Ethan with the ring IQ of Einstein!

Terri Morasco: Ethan has clearly studied Cabe’s tapes and planned where to strike.

Vasco Dias: Cable is one of the smartest ring generals in the world, Ethan is another one.

{ Ethan mocks Cable as he is slow to get up, laughing and talking trash. Cable gets back to his feet and squares up. Ethan moves in for a tie up again but Cable fires off an palm strike to the side of the head, cross/jab palm strikes, a spinning back fist and finally a hard elbow shot that nearly takes Ethan’s head off as he falls backward onto the mat! }

Vasco Dias: As smart as Ethan is he clearly isn’t prepared for the strike game of Cable Arcane.

Terri Morasco: In the MMA world Cable was known for his strikes.

{ Ethan smirks as he holds his jaw. King slowly gets back to his feet and nods as Cable hops from side to side. Cable moves in but Ethan ducks under and gets behind Cable for a rear waist lock take down but Cable is quick to fight his way out of it and get back to his feet hitting several brutal knee strikes to the abdomen of Ethan King. Ethan quickly grabs the ropes causing the referee to cut Cable off. }

Vasco Dias: King using that ring awareness to stop the strikes of Arcane.

Terri Morasco: Smart move, cut the momentum off before it begins.

{ Cable is looking amped now and screams at Ethan King. Ethan steps forward and then powders out of the ring as he drops down and rolls out much to the jargon of Cable Arcane. }

Vasco Dias: King playing some mind games.

Terri Morasco: He’s looking to get under Cable’s skin.

{ Cabe sneers and rushes out of the ring as Ethan slowly moves away. Cable gives chase and Ethan rolls back in. Cable follows suit but Ethan drops a double axe handle on Arcane as he enters the ring. Ethan then stomps Cable hard several times across the back before pulling him up off the mat with a gutwrench suplex! Ethan goes for a cocky pin that only gets a one count. }

Vasco Dias: I think King just out smarted Arcane.

Terri Morasco: He definitely lured Arcane in.

{ Ethan is up to his feet but Cable is on him with an MMA style take down and moves right into a ground and pound with open fists. Ethan has his guard up as the referee is checking. Cable pushes off Ethan, frustrated and King rolls out of the ring again. This time Cable is right on him as he leaps out of the ring and sends an elbow shot to the back of King’s head and then pulls him in for a big Half Nelson BackBreaker! }

Terri Morasco: Cable, The Master of the Backbreaker!

Vasco Dias: Ethan went to the well too soon and got caught up.

{ Cable pulls Ethan up off the floor and drives him into the ring apron! Cable then underhooks King and hits a big uranaga against the apron! Ethan is clearly in pain and Cable throws him into the crowd barrier. Arcane grabs Ethan and spins him around before throwing him back into the ring. Cable rolls in and cover but Ethan kicks out at one. }

Vasco Dias: Kind still has a lot of gas left in the tank.

Terri Morasco: But does he have enough to outlast Arcane?

Vasco Dias: I’m going to say yes.

{ Cable pulls Ethan to his feet but King grabs Cable for a reverse Russian Leg Sweep! Cable tries to get right up but Ethan his there with a shoulder block that sends Cable into the ropes, Arcane comes off looking for a clothes line but Ethan ducks it. Cable runs across the ring and bounces off the opposing ropes, Arcane comes roaring back and leaps looking for a big knee but Ethan moves in and grabs Arcane for a huge SPINEBUSTER!!! Ethan cover Arcane! ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Vasco Dias: King with a huge spinebuster!

Terri Morasco: He caught Cable in mid air!

{ Ethan is up to his feet and waits for Cable, salivating. Arcane is up and Ethan connects with BARE YOUR THROAT!!! Arcane goes down like a ton of bricks and Ethan quickly hooks both legs of the hall of famer. The referee drops down and ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Terri Morasco: Arcane is still in this!

Vasco Dias: But I’m starting to wonder for how long!?

{ Ethan slaps the mat before standing up and has some harsh words for the referee. Ethan turns back to Cable who is trying to stand but King hits a running upper cut and then grabs Arcane for a powerful belly to belly suplex! Arcane rolls onto his gut and tries to use the ropes to stand up. King moves in again but Arcane hits a hard shin kick! Cable connects with another shin kick! Ethan is staggered as he reaches for his leg! Cable launches off the mat and this time hits the leaping knee to the face. Cable whips Ethan into the corner of the ring but King explodes back out with a FINAL TILT CLOTHESLINE!!! }

Vasco Dias: FINAL TILT!!!

{ King drops onto Cable and hooks his legs. The referee moves into position and ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Terri Morasco: Not yet! Cable still isn’t out of this one!

Vasco Dias: Laura Howlett sure knows how to pick them and I think Ethan is her best pick yet.

{ Ethan drags Cable to his feet but Arcane fires off a right and left palm strike before grabbing Ethan for two big knee strikes to the gut and then a spinning backfist. Cable then lunges at Ethan with a big time clothesline and takes him off his feet. Arcane gets up and lets out a roar to a pop from the crowd. Cable pulls Ethan up to his feet and throws him into the corner of the ring. Cable runs in with another knee strike and rips Ethan out with a running bulldog. Cable decides not to go for the pin and instead pulls Ethan up to his feet and hits a Double Underhook BackBreaker!!! Now Cable goes for the pinfall! ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Terri Morasco: SO CLOSE!

Vasco Dias: But not enough to put away King!

Terri Morasco: Ethan is good but Cable is a seasoned vet, and seems to have a plan of his own.

Vasco Dias: The best laid plans are ruined with a single punch!

{ Cable is seething as he stands up. He looks down at King and nods before reaching down and grabbing Ethan by the neck. Cable pulls him up to his feet as Laura Howlett comes running out from the back. }

Terri Morasco: What the hell is she doing here!?

Vasco Dias: Protecting her investment!!!

{ Laura throws something into the ring before climbing up onto the apron. Cable throws Ethan away and moves toward Laura as the referee tries to get in between them. Ethan scurries across the ring to grab whatever it was Laura tossed in as the referee tries to push Cable back who is screaming at Laura. }

Vasco Dias: Cable is experiencing his own little Christmas Carol with the Ghost of Christmas Past here!

Terri Morasco: Laura has no business being out here!

Vasco Dias: She has every business! Ethan is her business!

{ The referee is holding Laura back and trying to get her off the apron as Cable backs off throwing his arms up. Ethan is covering his own hand as he comes up behind Arcane. Cable turns around and right into the BRAZEN EQUALIZER!!!! }

Terri Morasco: WHAT!?

Vasco Dias: King with the brass knucks!!!

{ Ethan throws the knucks out of the ring as he pulls Arcane up to his feet. Laura drops off the apron with a smile as King pulls Arcane into BEND THE KNEE!!! Arcane is down and Ethan just lays on top of him with his hand resting behind his head. The referee quickly slides into position and counts the ONE! TWO! THREE!!!! }

Vasco Dias: ETHAN KING HAS DONE IT!

Terri Morasco: With a little help from his friend!!!

Vasco Dias: The past came back to bite Cable in the ass.

Terri Morasco: If you think Cable is just going to let them get away with this you’ve got another thing coming.

Vasco Dias: It doesn’t matter what Cable does, Ethan just pinned the so called best in the world.

{ Laura saunters into the ring with a smile and a mic in her hand. She drops down to a knee over Arcane as Ethan towers over them. }

Laura Howlett:The House… ALWAYS… Wins.

{ Laura drops the mic onto the chest of Cable as she stands up and raises the hands of the victorious Ethan King! }

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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
We need to talk about Dawn

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{The camera finds itself backstage as Vivienne is walking through the halls. She runs into Dawn, standing completely still in the middle of the hallway, her eyes closed as though in meditation.}

Vivienne: Oh… hi, Dawn. I… how are you?

{Dawn opens her eyes and stares at Vivienne fore a few seconds, her face showing no sign of emotional reaction. She does not answer.

Vivienne: O…kay… well, I just wanted you to know that if you ever needed to talk or anything, I’m here for you. And… you know, good luck on your number one contendership match! I know you could use some good-

Dawn: I do not need your wishes of fortune, Vivienne.

{Vivienne takes a step back, flinching from the coldness in the words.}

Vivienne: Oh… um. Okay. I know its been a rough time for you lately, and I… do you want to come over for dinner sometime? We could catch up, or-

Dawn: No.

{Dawn strides forward, brushing past Vivienne without so much as another word. Vivienne stands in the hallway, watching after her for a few seconds before Pandora Freeman-Kane-Hall comes up behind her.}

Pandora: Hey Vivienne. What’s wrong?

{Vivienne shakes her head, frowning.}

Vivienne: Something, for sure… but I don’t know what.

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SINGLES MATCH
15 HTTT points if Cross wins
Xavier Cross vs. Andrew Jacobsen

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{The lights grow a little brighter, as the intro to 'X Gon Give it to Ya' by DMX begins to play on the loudspeakers, out from the behind the curtain slowly walks to the stage, rotating his shoulders a bit, a smirk on his face as he throws his hands up to the cheers of the crowd, pushing his hood back, glancing around the arena hand over his brow to block out some of the light. }

Alison Valance: "Standing at six feet three inches, weighing in at two hundred and thirty one pounds....he hails from Atlanta, Georgia by way of Lexington, Virginia....he is Xavier.....CROOOOOOOSSSSSS..."

{Throwing his fist in the air, a series of flames lights up the sides of the entrance ramp down to the ring as he charges forward running down the ramp, sliding into the ring through the bottom rope, glancing around a bit, he tosses his jacket off, before making his way to hard camera ropes, putting one foot on the middle rope lifting himself up throwing up a single fist in the air, as the fire slowly goes on the entrance ramp, but the four turnbuckles send a series of fire pyrotechnics into the air. Walking back, the fire slowly fades as he begins to stretch off in his corner.}

Vasco Dias: This is the moment for Xavier Cross, It’s another week or do or die for Cross. Two weeks ago, It seemed that he was all but eliminated from this tournament, as he was dead last, now he is one win away from gaining access to the Big Tournament.

Terri Morasco: But this will be the toughest challenge to date. He could of took a easier route to get here, but with no more Deity standing in his way, and looking for redemption from a slow start, He will have to do with this man.

{The opening riff of "Unbreakable" plays, sending the crowd into a frenzy, and as the drums kick in Andrew Jacobsen comes striding out onto the ramp, Danielle Chase a step behind him. He takes a few steps forward, looking to either side with a wide grin on his face. Andrew looks dead ahead at the ring, cracking his neck, and throws his arms out and head back as a burst of red and green pyro goes off to either side of him. Andrew and Danielle walk down the ramp, Andrew high-fiving fans as he goes, and he pulls himself up onto the apron, looking around at the fans with an infectious grin on his face. He climbs through the second rope and walks to a corner, checking his gloves and talking with Danielle as he waits for the match to start.}

Vasco Dias: Here he is, 2017 IWF Superstar of the year, the man who held the World Championship for most of that year.

Terri Morasco: But some people are wondering about his alliance with Ethan King, but too me, he still seems like the same Andrew Jacobsen.

{The IWF Hall of Famer and Xavier Cross lock up, and it is immediately Andrew Jacobsen who takes control of the lock up with his strength advantage over The Firestarter, and powers him into the corner. The official comes over towards Jacobsen and orders a break, and Jacobsen obliges and cleanly breaks the hold, as Xavier flips his hair out of his face and nods towards Jacobsen with a look of Respect.}

Vasco Dias: Sportmanship is something I like to see, we will see plenty of submission attempts in this one as well, which we all know my feelings about thoses.

Terri Morasco: Yes, Both men are some of the most technically versed wrestlers we have on the roster, thru I’m curious how long they can keep this up, espically Cross, who knows this might be a do or die moment for himself.

Vasco Dias: It was the same last week and he got a submission victory over a very tough Thaddeus Bancroft.

{Xavier comes out of the corner, and is immediately pushed back towards the corner, but he manages to shift his hips and turn the position around, getting Jacobsen this time against the corner, the referee once again orders a break and this time Cross is the one who gives it the North Star, as we hit another stalemate in the opening moments of this match.}

Terri Morasco: Still a very respectful match so far.

Vasco Dias: If the Dragon Den’s match at the pay per view, had a time limit, who to say this one doesn’t as well? If that is the case Cross will need to pick up the pace, which he is capable of doing.

{The two men lock up again, and Cross tries to drop down with a single leg, but Jacobsen catches him in a Sprawl, and manages to control the position before using his weight to pull Cross down, he hooks the arm and rolls his body over Xavier into a cradle}

One!

{The Firestarter rolls out of it, and manages to beat Jacobsen to the punch by managing to secure the Double Leg as Jacobsen was attempting to roll to his feet, Cross flips over into a jackknife pin!}

One!

Two!

{Jacobsen bridges up with his arms wrapped around Cross chest and midsection, before lifting up, and rotating Cross around into a backslide position, Cross tries to fight being pulled over but Andrew manages to secure it, dragging cross down into the backslide!}

One!

Two!

{Cross manages to slide out, and kips to his feet, ready to attack but Jacobsen is already poised, and extends his leg with a feint superkick, but pulls his leg back, as Xavier falls down realizing he could of walked right into that one. Jacobsen invites Xavier to his feet, who does so, the two men touch feet to a standing ovation from the Vancouver crowd}

Terri Morasco: What a exchange, Jacobsen respects Xavier, that much is true, but maybe he thinks Cross is so focused on his respect for the Hall of Famer that he is coming full force.

Vasco Dias: Andrew Jacobsen isn’t a man who you come full force at. He’s taken the full punishment of Spike Kane, survived against Roberto Verona and has managed to go to a standstill against Nighthawk. Jacobsen is one of the best in the world.

Terri Morasco: Sounds like you’re selling Xavier Cross short.

Vasco Dias: Xavier is a fine talent, but can you really compare a man who won a world championship against someone who never has?

Terri Morasco: If that’s the case, you saying Trent Helms is better then Xavier Cross.

Vasco Dias: Not a Chance.

Terri Morasco: Technically speaking, your argument is invalid then.

{Both men go to lock up, and this time, Xavier nails Jacobsen right with a forearm right to the perfect jawline of the North Star, who wasn’t expecting that, Cross takes advantage and follows it up with another Forearm shot, Xavier hits the ropes, but Jacobsen fires back with a Discus backhand Chop but Cross has it scouted and ducks under, and hits a Discus Elbow.}

Vasco Dias: The pace is starting to pick up a little bit.

Terri Morasco: I don’t exactly know who that will favor to be honest.

{Jacobsen holds his jaw, as he gets up to his knees, as Cross nails a stiff chop to the chest. Followed by another that sends Jacobsen back down, as Cross throws himself across the body of the former world champion, driving his forearm into the face of Andrew as he goes for a pin}

One

Two

{Jacobsen kicks out, but Cross immediately applies a Rear Chin Lock almost as he could predict the moment Jacobsen was going to kick out, before going for the Arm of Jacobsen and wraps his legs around is, applying a scissored Arm bar.}

Terri Morasco: Is it just me, or is Xavier Cross being more aggressive here then usual?

Vasco Dias: The man has had to deal with a lot. Plus he knows exactly the type of opponent Jacobsen is, and isn’t going to allow him a chance to gain the advantage.

Terri Morasco: Plus he needs this, Cross was a frontrunner when the competitors were announced and he’s basically has had to battle from behind each week.

{Cross wrenches on the arm, as Jacobsen grabs at the foot of Cross, Xavier does a good job of keeping Jacobsen from turning over, knowing that is exactly what he is going for, before Cross transitions into a Cross Arm Breaker, but Andrew is keeping the hold from fully being locked on.}

Vasco Dias: Look at this submission prowess!

Terri Morasco: Cross is still controlling the pace, and is locked in on that Arm!

{The North Star is keeping his hands clamped together which is stopping Xavier from fully locking in that Cross Arm Breaker, Cross tries to yank backwards, and in that moment Andrew releases his hands and grabs the Ankle of Xavier Cross, as the momutum of Cross yanking back pulls Andrew over him, before getting to his feet and turning Cross over with a Ankle Lock!}

Vasco Dias: Oh My, I’m loving this exchange!

Terri Morasco: This is a submission lovers wet dream!

Vasco Dias: More More More!

{Cross screams in agony as Jacobsen has the Ankle Lock fully locked in, as Cross reaches out for the ropes, but he is so far away, He turns his body trying to push Jacobsen away, but Andrew has that Ankle Lock locked in perfectly! The official asks Xavier if he wants to submit who just shakes his head no!}

Terri Morasco: Xavier Cross chances are almost about to hit Zero, he was in complete control, and now in one moment, Andrew Jacobsen proving why he is one of the best in this business showing that from the clutches of defeat, he can ensnare victory.

{Cross is trying to get out of this one, but Jacobsen is showing his prowess with Submission holds, as every time Cross turns his body to get closer to the ropes, Jacobsen simply readjusts to position his opponent even further away from the ropes. Cross tries his hardest to slam himself towards the ropes, but Jacobsen has far too strong of a base, Cross however manages to get on his shoulder, and turn to his back and manages to grab Jacobsen into a Small Package, but Jacobsen rolls thru, yanking Xavier Cross up and hitting him with the Borallis Northern Lights Suplex!}

Vasco Dias: Borallis by Jacobsen!

Terri Morasco: Borallis, At this time of the year, at this time of the match, localized right in the middle of a IWF ring?

Vasco Dias: Yeah…I think?

One!

{Cross is trying to kick out, but Jacobsen base is way too strong.}

Two!

{The official hand is coming down for three, when Cross claps his hands against the ears of Jacobsen, causing him to release the Suplex before the three count can happen.}

Terri Morasco: We may be constantly singing the praises of last year’s IWF Superstar of the year in Andrew Jacobsen, but a lot of credit needs to go to the savvy mind of Xavier Cross for finding a way out of that.

{Andrew is trying to get the ringing out of his ears, as Cross stands up, but is clearly favoring his ankle from the Ankle Lock, Jacobsen goes on the attack first, but Cross drops down under a Lariat, it almost appears he did it as his ankle wasn’t ready for that movement, but Jacobsen is already in position and waist locks Cross, and flips him over, but hobbles. Jacobsen then charges Cross and hits a shoulder to his midsection, driving Xavier out to the apron.}

Vasco Dias: That Ankle is beginning to limit the offense of Xavier Cross, and Andrew Jacobsen is far too dangerous a opponent for him at this point.

Terri Morasco: Regardless I don’t see Xavier giving up on this fight.

{Jacobsen goes to grab Cross, who throws a Enzuguri from the apron, knocking back Jacobsen, but Cross lands rather gingerly on the ankle. Jacobsen is able to rebound, and blocks another attempt, before nailing a forearm to the face of X. He grabs the head of Cross, while hooking his arm for a Suplex, as he powers Cross up, who kicks his legs, before somehow managing to lift Andrew Jacobsen up, and over the ropes, and spiking him on the ring apron (which is the hardest part of the ring) with a Brainbuster, sending both men crashing to the floor!}

Terri Morasco: How is Xavier able to do that!

Vasco Dias: How is Andrew Jacobsen even still alive after that? Wait what? Now? Fans I apologize but we must head to a commercial break.

{Commercial Break}

Vasco Dias: Ladies and Gentleman, Welcome back to the IWF Network, and Monday Night Sacrifice

Terri Morasco: This match nearly ended during the commercial break from a Double Countout after this big time move from Xavier Cross

{A Replay shows Cross hitting Jacobsen with a Brainbuster onto the apron, as we return back to the action as both men, are trying to pull themselves up, both men get to there feet, as Jacobsen is facing Cross back and goes to grab him for a German but eats a Pele Kick to the face, sending him to the mat, and rolling out of the ring}

Vasco Dias This is back and forth, Cross is managing to keep Jacobsen at bay, and not letting Andrew get into one of those famed rolls he is known for getting into.

Terri Morasco: Well the same can be said of Jacobsen keeping Cross at bay as well, knowing this is a must win for Xavier Cross.

{Cross is trying to pull himself to his feet, as Jacobsen is still down on the outside of the ring. Xavier finally is able to get to his feet as he limps towards the turnbuckle, before climbing up, knowing this is his go for Broke moment, as he ascends the turnbuckle, he poses and leaps off as Jacobsen gets to his feet, diving off}

Terri Morasco: Look at that form!

Vasco Dias: And Oh My!

{Jacobsen catches Cross in midair, as he slams him down to the Arena Floor with a Spinebuster, before lifting up his lifeless body and tossing it in under the ropes}

Vasco Dias: I’m pretty sure it’s automatic at this point.

{Jacobsen pulls Cross away from the ropes, and goes for the pin.}

One!

Two!

{Somehow Xavier Cross manages to throw his shoulder up, much to the surprise of the Canadian fans.
Jacobsen smiles, and looks down at Cross, and pulls his nearly lifeless body, and lifts him up and takes him to the turnbuckle, before lighting Cross chest up with a stiff chop, before lifting him up for a Superplex, Jacobsen hooks the arm, however Cross begins to nail body shots and forearm blows trying to get out of it, Jacobsen begins to exchange blows as well, as Cross teeters, Cross then shoves Jacobsen off the top rope before landing on his feet on the apron}

Vasco Dias: If Andrew managed to hit that, it would be pretty much over at that point.

{Jacobsen stumbles to his feet, as he comes over, but Cross springs to the top rope, before catching Jacobsen with the First Flame Slingshot DDT driving Andrew’s face into the mat, as Xavier is now feeling this as he backs up into the corner as he sets up for the Echos of Madness}

Terri Morasco: Can Xavier hit this, and cement his place in the Heir to the Throne Tournament!

{Xavier charges forward but stumbles as his ankle is slowing him down, as Jacobsen is able to easily predict the strike and moves, before tripping Cross up, as grabs the leg of Xavier for the Sharpshooter, as he puts his leg in between Cross is able to counter it by tripping up the other leg of Jacobsen, before out of nowhere locking in the Cross Word Puzzle V. 2, as Jacobsen wasn’t expecting it, as Cross gets the hold locked on and winches back}

Vasco Dias: How did Cross catch him with it

Terri Morasco: I have no idea.

Vasco Dias: It’s like Cross might of simply gotten lucky, or was by design. It’s been a chest match between the two.

{Jacobsen is struggling and visibly in pain, as he is trying to reach out for the ropes, but Cross has his body contorted in a way that doesn’t make it easy for him to use his power to get out of this one. Jacobsen is trying to to get out of this one, as he goes for the ropes again, but Cross pulls back all the way, as Jacobsen screams loudly.}

Vasco Dias: Is he going to tap?

Terri Morasco: If Cross can do so, he will be one of the few men every who have ever achieved this.

{Cross continues to pull back as Jacobsen hand stays out stretch reaching for the ropes, the official is checking to see if Jacobsen is going to make it, but then notices that Jacobsen isn’t reacting, or moving and forces Cross to release the hold, as he calls for the bell.}

Vasco Dias: I think Andrew passed out from the hold, I didn’t see a tap out, nor did I hear even a sound coming from him.

{X is gonna give it to you by DMX begins to play, as Xavier Cross gets his hand raised, to an ovation from the crowd, He celebrates knowing he just secured his place in the Heir to the Throne.}

Vasco Dias: With that Victory Xavier Cross makes the epic comeback of the ages, being in dead last to managing to move to the upper tier of the Heir to the Throne Rankings.

{Cross celebrates as Jacobsen is trying to come too, he looks ready to fight but realizes as Cross is celebrating, that he must of passed out, Jacobsen claps for Xavier and goes to leave, but is stopped by Cross, who raises Jacobsen hand, saying something}

Xavier Cross: We will have to do this again again.

{Jacobsen nods and raises Xavier Cross hand before heading to the back with Danielle, as we get one more shot of Xavier celebrating}

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VIDEO SEGMENT
Cull the Weak

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{The video opens with the whole of the Pack arrayed in a shadowy room. Dean and Brooklyn flank them, golden belts over their shoulders as the smirk into the camera. Maxine, Warren and Caleb are arrayed among them, standing in various states of shadow, while Rowan sits in the center, golden eyes burning in the darkness.}

Rowan MacDonnough: The Age of Gods is bloodied. Weakened. Broken.

{She slowly rises to her feet, mist curling around her limbs as she takes a step towards the camera.}

Rowan MacDonnough: For the first time, The Pack controls both of the highest championships this company has to offer. The Wolf with on the left… and the Leviathan on the right.

{Brooklyn and Dean chuckle as they begin to follow in line with Rowan.}

Rowan MacDonnough: But my children… grow hungry. Ravenous. And with God’s Champion no more… there are precious few left to stand in our way.

{Warren steps forward.}

Warren Kane: We’re coming for you.

Caleb Lockwood: All of you.

Maxine Valentine: Not one of you are safe.

{The Pack approaches the camera, all of them beginning to show wicked and dangerous smiles, the rumble of their laughter echoing through the camera.}

Rowan MacDonnough: Six of us…

Dean Harper: … and Six IWF Championships…

Brooklyn Madrox: … Three for the girls and three for the boys. Seems almost…

Warren Kane: … Like its just meant to be.

{Rowan glares down into the camera, dark laughter rolling from behind her mask as she leans down over it.}

Rowan MacDonnough: We will come for them. We will claim them. We will annihilate everyone in our way. We will not stop. We will not hesitate. We will not falter. And we will never… ever… show mercy. Bent the knee… or be destroyed.

{The camera cuts abruptly to black.}

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EXTREME RULES MATCH
Rob Diamond vs Dean Harper

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Allison Valance: The following Main Event is a Hardcore Match! In this match, there are no countouts or disqualifications, but the deciding fall MUST take place inside the ring!

Terri Morasco: This is likely going to be a fairly intense match going forward.

Vasco Dias: Is there ever a time a Pack member is in a match where it is not intense?

Terri Morasco: But this is different. We’ve seen what happens when Dean harper doesn’t have to play by the rules. I think he still remembers what Mason St. Croix’s skull tastes like.

Vasco Dias: Don’t count Rob out, though. He’s been doing hardcore matches since before Dean Harper even set foot in the ring. This is Infamous’ bread and butter, and Harper hasn’t put down this old hound yet.

{Jekyll and Hyde by FFDP hits the pa as the lights start to strobe pink. Rob Diamond slowly struts out onto the ramp as the crowd boos him with everything they've got, he smiles and looks around the arena before raising both hands up over his head giving a two finger salute to the entire crowd. He walks down the full length of the ramp both middle fingers held high and his head bowed before reaching the ring where he drops his arms and rolls in under the bottom rope.}

Allison Valance: Approaching the ring-

{Rob rips the microphone from her hands as the music starts to fade slightly.}

Rob Diamond: THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME!

{He whips the mic over his shoulder and out of the ring as he runs up to one of the corners of the ring, jumps onto the second rope and throws up the two finger salute again. The crowd loses their minds as Rob brings his fists together and flips off the people directly in front of him before turning and dropping off the ropes.}

Terri Morasco: Rob Diamond in his first match since the Apocalypse match.

Vasco Dias: He may not have won that match, but he wasn’t the loser, either. Diamond and Harper didn’t clash much during that showdown though, so the winner of this match is anyone’s guess.

Allison Valance: And his opponent…

{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.}

Allison Valance: From Centralia Pennsylvania, weighing in at 200 pounds… he is the IWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… DEAN HARPER!

Terri Morasco: That still feels alien and uncomfortable every time I hear it.

Vasco Dias: I just hope someone ends it quickly, or else we might have to actually bite the bullet and bend the knee.

{As Rob paces in his corner ready to be released on Dean, Dean is leaning casually against the ropes on his side. Dean seems completely unbothered as he watches Rob Diamond pacing with increasing anger clear in his stride.}

Terri Morasco: Rob looks like he’s going to kill someone.

Vasco Dias: That was his declared intent…

DING!!!

{As soon as the bell rings, Rob roars with anger and charges towards Dean Harper, looking to lash out with a clothesline to toss Dean over the top ropes, but Dean instead ducks down and rolls to the outside of his own accord, leaving the fuming Diamond seething at him as he leans against the turnbuckle. Dean gives Rob a mocking thumbs up as he paces leisurely around the ring.}

Terri Morasco: Harper doesn’t seem to even be taking this match seriously!

Vasco Dias: Why should he? This isn’t a title match, and Dean doesn’t have any stakes in this race. Besides, it works better into Dean’s playbook if he gets Rob so angry he starts making mistakes.

{Rob leaps over the ropes, running towards dean with another clothesline, but Dean grabs a beer from someone in the front row of the crowd, splashing it in Rob’s face. As Rob reels back, wiping the foaming alcohol from his eyes, Dean snaps forward with a sling blade, taking Rob to the ground and going to town with a vicious series of kicks to the veteran’s torso.}

Terri Morasco: A cowardly tactic from Harper…

Vasco Dias: I hope he pays for that fan’s beer!

{Rob Diamond blocks the flurry of offense, lashing out with a stiff kick to the side of Dean’s knee, causing the champion to stagger back, giving Rob the chance to get back to his feet and recover. The Greatest of All Time snaps forward, repaying the stinging beer-to-face from earlier with a savage eye gouge that sends Dean reeling against the barricade. Rob grabs Dean by the shirt collar, ripping the fabric open to expose his skin, before laying into him with brutal cross chops that quickly leave angry welts on Dean’s chest.}

Vasco Dias: THERE’S the Rob Diamond we all know and love!

{Before Dean can get his bearings and try to work a strategy to counter the chops, Rob grabs Dean by the neck and throws him bodily into the steel steps, leaving Harper wincing in pain as his body spasms and arches from the impact. Rob watches him, breathing heavily as he catches his breath, before stalking over to the announce tables and grabbing a chair – not a steel folding chair, but a full-size, leather bound rolling chair. As Dean tries to get to his feet, Diamond drives the base of the chair into his gut, pinning Dean to the floor as he tries to angle the chair in such a way that he can sit on it.}

Terri Morasco: … Okay, there’s no way he could actually balance with that.

Vasco Dias: It’s the effort that counts, Terri! Rob Diamond is making an example!

{Dean, however, fights out from under the furniture, shoving it and Rob away from him. Dean reaches under the ring, pulling out…}

Terri Morasco: … Oh no.

Vasco Dias: Rob Diamond’s in for some GOOD TIMES!

{Dean swings his trusted baseball bat, the words ‘good times’ written on its length, before rushing towards Rob Diamond and battering him against the announce table. Rob throws up his arms to try to block the onslaught, but Dean’s ferocity is enough that Rob clearly begins to break down, the force of Dean’s strikes shaking the table underneath him. He isn’t able to get any shots to Rob’s head, but by the time Dean drops the bat on the floor Diamond is clutching both of his arms in agony. Dean circles around him, laughing and shouting mocking comments to Rob as he tries to recover.}

Terri Morasco: That was absolutely brutal, I don’t know if Rob will be able to keep going. His arms might well be broken!

Vasco Dias: Rob Diamond is tougher than that, right? He has to be…

{Rob shakily rises to his feet, slapping feeling back into both of his arms, swinging them in an effort to get the blood pumping. Dean laughs at the man as he staggers upright… but then Rob lunges forward, slamming Dean to the ground and laying into him with a Thesz Press!}

Vasco Dias: See! He’s got some life in him still!

{Rob is shouting with incoherent rage as he lays into Dean on the ground, the press transitioning into a simple ground and pound. Dean tries to block the frenzied, rage and grief fueled assault, but can only do so much as Rob throws everything he has into the prone Harper, tears falling from his face as he screams sounds that sound almost like words, but not quite there.}

Terri Morasco: … I can’t imagine what’s going through Rob’s head right now.

Vasco Dias: I’m sure we’d rather not know.

{Rob lets up after a few long moments, exhausted, over the battered and bruised Dean Harper… but he can’t go for the pin, as both men are still on the outside of the ring. Instead he stands up, still not quite steady on his feet, and hauls Dean up with him. He throws Dean callously onto the apron, shoving him under the ropes before walking back and picking up Dean’s own bat that, so very recently, was used to batter his arms damn near into noodles. He tests the weight once, twice, before rolling in to try to finish the job.}

Terri Morasco: Oh my! It looks like Dean’s about to get a taste of his own medicine!

{By the time Rob gets back into the ring, Dean has used the ropes to climb back to his feet. He isn’t standing tall and proud, his face looking somewhat like freshly tenderized steak, but he gives a bloody smile and beckons Rob to bring it on. Rob gives another guttural shout and charges forward, the baseball bat raised high… but Dean goes low, catching Rob before he can bring the weapon down and pulling Rob into a snap belly to belly suplex into the turnbuckles, sending the bat rolling to the other side of the ring! With Rob on the ground, he goes for the pin…!

ONE! Rob snaps a shoulder up, seeming to enter an indignant frenzy!

He rises to his feet, but Dean is ready for him, driving into Rob with the Abaddon’s Kiss! Dean goes for the pin!

ONE! Rob nearly throws Dean off of him!

Rob snaps to his feet, anger and adrenaline driving his movements more than anything else. He rushes forward, trying to catch Dean off balance, but Dean ducks under him, moving around and looking to-NO! Rob spins around as well, bringing his fist into the side of Dean’s jaw with the FIST FULL O’DEMOCRACY! Dean falls like a sack of bricks, and Rob goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!!

Dean kicks out, rolling away and pulling himself desperately to his feet, but Rob Diamond isn’t done! He surges forward again, this time driving into Dean with a Running Big Boot! Dean takes the blow square to the chest, but rolls with the hit enough that he lets himself tangle in the ropes rather than hit the mat.}

Terri Morasco: WOW! What a flurry of action! After what these men have already put one another through…

Vasco Dias: It’s the World Champion Vs. The Greatest of All Time – they don’t run out of gas.

{Rob rushes forward, ripping Dean out of the ropes and driving his face into the turnbuckle, stunning the champion. Rob then beats on Dean some more, laying into him with simple yet brutal punches and kicks before taking him to the ground with a Drop Kick. Dean lays down, crawling away in an effort to get to the corner, but Rob is coming in for the kill with the ATOMIC LEG DROP…!

NO! Dean rolls out of the way at the last minute, and for good measure is able to reach the baseball bat and maneuver it directly under where Rob Diamond is about to land! A piercing howl of pain echoes through the arena as the steel digs hard into Rob’s spin, sending the Infamous legend into convulsions on the mat!}

Terri Morasco: Oh no, that… that has to have hurt…

Vasco Dias: Right into the spine and rib cage, no way to brace for it… and I thought stepping on legos hurt. Worst, now Dean Harper has all the time in the world to capitalize…

{Dean waits for Rob to get up before hitting him with a DANCE THE SPIRAL!}

Terri Morasco: Dean has knocked Rob Diamond to the ground with that finisher.

Vasco Dias: Does he go for the pin or does he go for more damage?

{Dean gets up and looks over where the baseball bat was left and walks over to it, weighing the weight in his hands as he considers.}

Terri Morasco: Oh No…

Vasco Dias: Oh Yes!

{Dean smirks as he hits rob with the bat one twice before dropping it to the mat.}

Terri Morasco: I hate that bat. I hate that bat so much.

Vasco Dias: Anything goes, Terri.

{Dean straddles Rob Diamond’s hips, holding his shoulders down against the mat.}

Terri Morasco: Is… Is Dean Harper doing what I think he’s doing?

Vasco Dias: I…Maybe.

{Dean smirks down at Rob as the ref drops down to the mat and starts the count.
1
2
3!!}

Allison Valance: And your winner, DEAN HARPER!

Terri Morasco: What an incredible match from Rob and Dean here.

Vasco Dias: Rob went out here to defend his friend’s honor. To fight for Spike’s memory. He threatened to kill Dean Harper. This has to be a hit to the ego.

{Dean gets off of Rob and stands tall as the crowd has a mixed reaction to the result as the Howling by Within Temptation plays over the PA. Caleb is standing at ring side clapping for Dean.}

Vasco Dias: Will nothing make Dean Harper pay for his sins?

Terri Morasco: I’m not sure that’s how I’d phrase that.

{While Dean’s back is turned Oracle and God suddenly walk over the barricade to ringside from the crowd.}

Terri Morasco: Oh no.

Vasco Dias: Oh yes!

{Oracle climbs into the ring first, looking like he’s going to attack Dean when Caleb Lockwood, springs into the ring and into a Beast of War knocking Oracle down. Dean turns behind him to see Caleb standing over Oracle and God standing at ringside.}

Terri Morasco: Oh no. No, I thought we were done with this.

Vasco Dias: You thought we were done with the Apocalypse? No way! God wasn’t going to Let Harper get away with everything he’s done. The Pack needs to be brought to heel!

{Before God can enter the ring the arena is filled with security guards coming to separate both sides before the feed ends.}

Sabin / Madjinn: I hereby request a notion that the TV championship records be retired, and thus, the Gladiators Championship starts anew! That way J-TV will never break my record! Jun 10, 2024 17:11:47 GMT

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