Monday Night Sacrifice
"Spike Kane Memorial month"
Open Fight Night
Monday, October 15, 2018TD Garden, Boston, Massachusetts------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCHJason Sandman v Gen. Eric------------------------------------
{Gen. Eric and the referee wait in the ring and everyone seems to still be trying to get ready at ringside. Finally, things move over to the commentary table.}Vasco Dias: Welcome to Sacrifice. This could very quickly turn into an interesting show. Gen. Eric is looking to try and make a name for himself, while Jason Sandman is just looking for a win.
Terri Morasco: Sandman’s sporadic appearances could factor into those loses, but he is always scary. Even if Gen. Eric is able to pull off a win, he may not look like the victor.
{Am I a Psycho comes on the speakers and as it begins Deal With It Bitch Productions Presents logo come on the Teletron. When the opening words are heard the name of Jason Sandman shows up on the teletron. Jason Sandman comes out of the entranceway and as he raises his Singapore cane and a steel chair wrapped in barbwire in the air pyro shoots off. Jason Sandman runs down to the ring, throwing the cane and chair over before sliding under the ropes.}Vasco Dias: Jason Sandman does not look happy about any of this, and that could be trouble for Gen. Eric.
Terri Morasco: The referee calls for the bell and we about to get underway.
{G
en. Eric walks to the center of the ring looking for a wrestling match, and Jason Sandman simply kicks his opponent in the dick. Gen. Eric collapses as the referee isn’t quite sure what to do so he bails out the ring.}Vasco Dias: That went about as well as I thought it would.
Terri Morasco: I don’t think he’s done.
{Jason Sandman picks Gen. Eric up and back on his feet before he gives him Kiss the Demon backfist and the dickless man goes down again. Sandman once again picks up his opponent slightly and plants Eric in the mat with Daddy’s dental work curb stomp. Sandman then drags Eric over to the corner before climbing the ropes and coming off the ropes with a moonsault double stomp.}Vasco Dias: I’ve heard of this from Sandman before. Not that it applies here, but the fans named that Ring the fucking Bell.
Terri Morasco: That would be the end of a match, and does look to be the end of Gen. Eric as Jason Sandman starts climbing out the ring.
{Sandman gets to the bottom of the ramp and looks up the entranceway to see Fabian Graves watching, and giving a light clap.}------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCHFiona McFly vs Christina Rose------------------------------------
{ Meganerd by YTcracker begins to blast all across the speakers as it does so Christina Rose makes her way from the back curtain with her fiancee Seleana Zdunich. Christina smiles as she flips off the crowd as she makes her way down to the ring. She quickly slides into the ring and kips up to her feet as she waves her hands in the air getting the crowd behind her. She jumps around a bit as she tosses her eye glasses to her fiancee. Seleana smiles as she catches them as she claps for her future wife. We then pan back over to the announcer’s desk, where sitting along with Terri and Vasco is none other than Debbie Fisher! }Vasco Dias: Oh man...just as I was admirin’ these two beauties, I find out I gotta sit next to that old hag again!
Debbie Fisher: Well ain’t ya just a sore sport?! Anyhoo it’s so dad-gum GOOD to be back! I’ve bounced around from city to city back in my in-ring days, but this is the first time I’ve ever had an option renewed! Second week doin’ one o’ these programs for me!
Terri Morasco: It’s good to see you again, Deb! How’s the weather in Texas?!
Debbie Fisher: Oh dear, it’s gotten all cold and damp! Perfect weather for snugglin’ with the kitties...
{ A video package begins playing to a rock-remix version of Rachel Platten's "Fight Song," showing a montage of Fiona McFly at various stages of her life... }"Like a small boat
On the ocean
Sending big waves
Into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosion"
{ ...including home movie footage of the famous 1994 go-kart race in the Texas Hill Country. We see photos of Fiona from her high school and college graduation ceremonies... }"And all those things I didn't say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?"
{ ...until we finally see an image of her standing next to the late Jack Gaither on their wedding day. The black-and-white photo fades down as... }"This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I'm alright song
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me..."
{ ...a blast of pyro goes off as the song kicks into high gear. We see Fiona hopping onto the stage with a rugged smile on her face, looking around at the cheering crowd as she twirls a replica of her trusty bullwhip around and around. She strolls down the rampway, hugging and high-fiving folks along the way before handing the replica whip to a child as a souvenir. }Vasco Dias: Seriously, this whole entrance makes me wanna snuggle alright--and watch a little Star Trek Discovery!
Debbie Fisher: C’mon hunny-bunny, why all the negativity!?!
Terri Morasco: He’s just doin’ it to piss us off...wait, our referee’s got something to say.
{ The music cuts off as our referee, wearing a wireless microphone, points directly to Christina and Seleana and addresses them. }Referee: Alright Miss Rose, listen up! I dunno what kind of bullcrap you got planned here tonight, but it ain’t gonna happen on MY watch! This is a one-on-one, NOT a one-on-two or one-on-whatever, and there WILL be rules in this match! As referee, I am ruling that ANY non-participating entity is hereby ejected from ringside. So…
{points to Seleana, gives her the ejection signal} you there, YER OUT!!!
{ Christina looks pissed as she barks at the man in zebra stripes. Fiona, with an amused expression on her face, watches as a lone Redshirt escorts Seleana to the back. Eventually, after all the silliness goes away, the referee calls for the bell… }[DING!]
{ ...prompting the former Crystal Hilton to go apeshit and lay into Fiona as the latter turned around. McFly backs off into the corner and covers the onslaught of rights, lefts, and kicks to the ribs and schnozz, but Rose yanks the North Irishwoman by the hair and sends her to the mat. The referee starts barking about pulling hair, but that doesn’t deter Christina from mounting her opponent and firing off some more left hands. As she begins using closed fists, the official starts a five-count, to which Christina breaks off at the count of four. Yet she fires away with more lefts and rights, and once again, the ref sternly warns her about a potential disqualification if she refuses to obey his directives. Rose gets up, turns to the referee, and gives him a healthy shove. }Referee: ‘EY! You lay a hand on me again and I’ll disqualify you right now!
{ Christina grits her teeth, snapping herself back into a sense of reality. Realising that the last thing she wants is a DQ, Rose goes back to work just as Fiona shakes off the fuzzies from the earlier ambush. She winds up on the wrong end of a body slam, then a dropkick to her face just as she was sitting up and Christina was running the strands. She then plants McFly with a hard enzugiri after pulling her up to a vertical base and goes for a quick pin, but only gets a two-count for her efforts. }Vasco Dias: Christina’s got every right to be pissed! I think Fiona had this planned!
Debbie Fisher: What in tarnation are ya blabberin’ about!?!
Terri Morasco: Vasco’s Views...more like Conspiracy Theory TV!
{ Christina picks Fiona up by the hair and sends her for the ride; Fiona bounces off the ropes and into a dropkick. Yet as Christina makes the attempt at a springboard moonsault from the third cable, McFly gets the knees up--prompting Rose to crash rib-first into them! }Debbie Fisher: Lesson one...ya CAN’T go for a move without seein’ your opponent!
Terri Morasco: Oh, I’ll agree with that one!
{ Fiona takes a few moments to catch her breath, then eyes Christina as she writhers on the deck and clutches her ribs. McFly yells “Let’s see if you remember THIS from two years ago…” to Rose before picking her up and methodically applying a vertical suplex, then a second...and then places her into a high grapevine. The crowd roars with approval as McFly arcs forward, ending the hat trick with a front suplex before transitioning into a reverse chinlock. The referee looks down as Fiona has the rest hold locked on perfectly, asking Christina if she wants to quit but gets a negative response in return. Eventually, Fiona transitions more into a front facelock as Rose tries to fight and squirm her way out of the hold, but McFly just pulls her opponent to her feet and applies a snap suplex into a bridge, getter her a count of two. }Vasco Dias: Lesson two...I want boobs, not boring wrestling moves!
Terri Morasco: WILL YOU STOP IT ALREADY!?!
Debbie Fisher: Vasco, you ain’t havin’ none of MY meatloaf! HA!!
{ Fiona pulls Christina back to her feet, says “Remember THIS one too!,” and plants a few hard martial arts kicks to her opponent’s ribs before sending her towards the ropes; Rose bounds off the cables and eats a spear for lunch! Fiona then climbs up to the second buckle--a rare sight--and tries to follow through with a diving headbutt...only to hit nothing but canvas as Rose got out of the way. }
Vasco Dias: HA! She done burnt the toast, right Debbie?!
Debbie Fisher: C’mon now...at least Fiona’s out there tryin’ SOMETHIN’ new!
{ Christina develops a sly smirk on her face before running up towards Fiona, just as she manages to get to her feet, and applies a tilt-a-whirl DDT before going for the cover… }
1…!
2…!!
THREEEEEE--AWWWWWWWW....{ Christina stands up furious, she starts screaming at the referee who simply holds up the dreaded two fingers and folds his arms. “Hmph!,” she yells out before heading towards her opponent and pulling her back up to a vertical position! Fiona looks to be out on her feet as Christina tries to roll her up from behind, attempting to go for her Power Absorption submission move. Yet just as she tries to lock her arms around McFly’s neck to complete the move… }Vasco Dias: YES-YES-YES!!! FIFI’S GONNA TAP!!!
{ ...Fiona senses the danger, gives Christina a good shove, and rolls out of dodge. Rose is enraged at this point as she fires a wild haymaker that Fiona instantly ducks underneath! Just as Christina turns around, Fiona immediately grabs her by the left arm, takes her down to the mat, and places her in her dreaded KIMBLELOCK kimura hold! }Vasco Dias: NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
Debbie Fisher: Get down on that hold, sugar-bunches!!!
Terri Morasco: Christina’s gonna tap!
{ The referee looks on as Christina Rose is trapped in Fiona’s signature submission hold. She realises that she’s not going anywhere and proceeds to do the only course of action she has left. She nods her head “yes,” as the official calls for the bell! }[DING-DING-DING!!!]Vasco Dias: DAMMIT!!!
Debbie Fisher: HA!!! Happens when ya give Fiona bullcorn all the time!
Terri Morasco: Oh, McFly looks SO happy! Ten big points are comin’ her way in the Heiress to the Throne!
{ The Queen-ised remix of “Fight Song” begins to play as Fiona immediately lets go of the hold and celebrates her victory! }
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IN-RING SEGMENTSurvival of the Fittest Announcement------------------------------------
{The camera shows Jess Fowler sitting behind a desk, their hands together on the top of the desk.} Jess Fowler: Soon Survival of the Fittest will be upon us. This year we will be having matches on October Revolution to see who is qualified to face our champions.
{A video plays an image of Charity Crowne, Maxine Valentine, Brooklyn Madox, Bob Pooler, God, and Dean Harper all holding their belts high.} Jess Fowler: Heiress to The Throne will continue even if Brooklyn is defeated at the Extinction Event.
{Jess leans back in their chair.} Jess Fowler: The champions will be on one team and the challengers will be on the other. This is your moment to step forward and achieve greatness. Cheers.
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SINGLES MATCHJames Gilmore vs Fabian ------------------------------------
{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.}
Alison Valance: Coming to the ring first, accompanied by Johnny Gilmore, from Corpus Christi, Texas. Standing at five feet, ten inches tall and weighing in at two-hundred fifty pounds, he is the One-Eyed Dream...James Gilmore!!!
{The lights go out, followed by flashing white and red lights. The opening chords to Metallica’s “The Frayed End of Sanity” queues up. The fans start to chant along with the opening of the song: “Oh-e-oh, oh-ah...oh-e-h, oh, ah”. Not long after that Fabian Graves rips through the curtain to the state with a wild and manic look on his face. He’s followed closely by Holly Hyde and Gavin Good. Fabian doesn’t even give them a second thought, he sprints straight to the ring and slips under the bottom rope before going to a random counter. He takes off his torn leather jacket and tosses it aside before he sinks down into the corner, taking a seat as he grasps the ropes.}
Alison Valance: And his opponent, accompanied by Holly Hyde and Gavin Goode. Coming by way of Minneapolis, Minnesota, standing at six feet, one inch, and weighing in tonight at two hundred and three pounds. He is The Perfect Disease...Fabian Graves!!!
Vasco Diaz: I’ve been excited about this matchup after it was made on Twitter earlier last week.
Terri Morasco: That’s right. Originally, Gilmore called out God, but he seems to have gotten Fabian Graves to answer the call, rather than our resident deity.
{The bell rings and the two men go to the middle of the ring. Graves holds his hand out for Gilmore to shake. Gilmore holds his hand out, but then Graves pulls away and looks conflicted, so Gilmore pulls his hand back. Graves mutters something to himself and does it again, but again he pulls back ad Gilmore reaches out. That’s when he Graves turns to walk away, as does Gilmore. Then Graves suddenly turns and mauls Gilmore from behind with an axehandle to the back of the neck.}
Vasco Diaz: Graves with the underhanded tactic to kick this one off.
Terri Morasco: It’s a psychological game. He’s toying with his victim.
{Graves mounts him and then starts to throw wild punches at Gilmore before the referee forces him off. Graves moves the referee aside and goes right back at Gilmore, grabbing the top rope, and putting the boots to him until again, the referee pulls him back. Graves charges a third time, but this time Gilmore grabs the band of Graves pants and plays him into the corner turnbuckle. When Graves comes out of the corner, Gilmore catches him with a belly to belly release suplex. Graves pops back to his feet, but he gets caught by a spinning wheel kick. When Graves hits the mat, he rolls out of the ring and starts to argue with someone that’s not there.}
Vasco Diaz: Nice combination by Gilmore, it seemed to have caught Graves off-guard.
Terri Morasco: Not bad, but the better question, who is Graves arguing with? Does he have an invisible friend?
Vasco Diaz: The mind of madness, who really knows? But I don’t think Gilmore cares, he’s on the prowl again.
{Gilmore has rolled out of the ring and runs up behind Graves and clotheslines him. Then he tosses Graves back into the ring. Gilmore goes to the apron and caters to the crowd, then starts to springboard over the top rope when he’s caught with a superkick by Graves, knocking him off the apron to the outside. Then Graves bounces the ropes and suicide dives through the ropes, driving Gilmore into the barrier.}
Vasco Diaz: It’s this style ‘devil may care’ style that made Graves a force on the independent scene, but the question now becomes, how well will it translate to the big leagues.
Terri Morasco: He looked good in his debut. I think he’s going to make a case that will make anyone hard pressed to deny him.
{Graves grabs Gilmore and sets him up on the apron, his legs dangling off. Then he kicks the knee of Gilmore into the apron. Graves next jerks up the timekeeper and takes the chair, folding it up. He stalks his prey, raises the chair to bring it down on Gilmore’s knee when Johnny comes from behind and jerks the chair away.}
Vasco Diaz: Johnny Gilmore saving his brother here from a brutal attack at the hands of Graves. You have to wonder if the crazy SOB even knows it would get him disqualified?
Terri Morasco: I think the better question is, why is Johnny Gilmore getting involved, to begin with? James should be DQ’d himself for those actions.
Vasco Diaz: For what? Stopping an attack with a foreign object? That’s ludicrous.
{Graves exchanges words with Gilmore then turns around to be caught with a kick to the chin. Then Gilmore jumps from the apron with a leaping clothesline and drives Graves to the ground before giving him some ground and pound. Gilmore climbs off of Graves and rolls him into the ring. Gilmore rolls in behind him and spears Graves into the mat and follows with mounted punches. The crowd roars when Gilmore lifts Graves up on his shoulders for Hang Ten, but Graves slips off and tags someone who isn’t there in a random corner.}
Vasco Diaz: Gilmore tried to end it there, but he came up short.
Terri Morasco: You’d think our “future Mr. President” would learn not to underestimate people. But my question isn’t as much that, as, who is Graves tagging in? There’s no one in his corner?
Vasco Diaz: We saw this same thing last week. It’s like he has an imaginary friend.
Terri Morasco: Seeing people who aren’t there? I think I like it. Makes him a wildcard.
{Graves moves to apron and points and shouts at an imaginary man in the ring as Gilmore looks utterly confused. Gilmore stares oddly at Graves then goes to the ropes, but Graves hits him with a jawbreaker, then flips over the top rope and rolls Gilmore up. The official counts …1 …2 ..Gilmore kicks out.}
Vasco Diaz: Gilmore just barely escapes defeat there with that variation of a sunset flip I’ve never seen before.
Terri Morasco: Definitely innovative, I'll give it that. And love him or hate him, Gilmore always has some fight left in him.
{Gilmore slips away from Graves, giving some space. When Graves moves on him, Gilmore catches him with an armdrag, then gets to his feet with haste. Before Graves can react, Gilmore takes to the air and connects with a reverse hurricanrana.}
Vasco Diaz: Reverse Blast!! And listen to this crowd roar!!
Terri Morasco: Sheep is what they are.
Vasco Diaz: What’s the problem with Gilmore?
Terri Morasco: He just annoys me. Don’t worry about it, call the match.
{Gilmore is back up quickly as is Graves. Graves side steps a dropkick and watches as Gilmore flops to the mat. Graves backs up while Gilmore gets to a base. Gilmore charges toward Graves, but gets caught with a kick to the chin, followed by a Russian leg sweep into the corner turnbuckle.}
Vasco Diaz: Graves coming hard at Gilmore with that brutal move.
Terri Morasco: We really need this guy to bring more life to the extreme division here in IWF.
Vasco Diaz: He has the pedigree for it on the independent circuit from what I’ve heard.
{Graves taunts a fallen Gilmore, slapping him on the top of the head while he laughs maniacally. Gilmore then explodes out of the corner with a rising clothesline. He grabs Graves out of nowhere and executes a belly to back high release suplex. Then he motions to the crowd it’s time to end the match when Gavin Good gets on the apron and catches his eye. Gilmore turns to Good and walks over to him, the two jacking their jaw. When Gilmore turns around, he’s met with a superkick to the jaw. Gilmore gets back to his feet and retreats to the corner. When Graves comes charging into the corner, Gilmore explodes out of the corner with a clothesline that nearly rips the head of Graves off his shoulders.}
Vasco Diaz: My GOD the power of Gilmore there!! That was just plain brutal!!
Terri Morasco: I didn’t know he had it in him, but I do like it. That’s some tenacity there.
{Graves is a little slow to his feet. When he gets up, Gilmore puts him on his shoulders for a Samoan drop, but Graves slides from his shoulders, bounces the back rope, and then connects with a leapfrog transitioned into a bulldog.}
Vasco Diaz: GRAVE DANGER!!
{Graves pushes his hair back out of his face and licks his lips while he waves Gilmore on. Gilmore gets to a base and turns around, but Graves hooks his arm and lifts him up for a vertical suplex, but instead drops him into an inverted DDT.}
Vasco Diaz: I’m told he calls that one Final Diagnosis.
Terri Morasco: It’s definitely final something, the final moments of Gilmore that is. This one should be all over but the counting.
{Graves coves Gilmore and the referee counts. ...1 ...2 ...3!
Graves rolls off of Gilmore and simply sits there in the middle of the ring with a sick smile on his face while “The Frayed Ends of Sanity” queues up and the show shifts away.}------------------------------------
BACKSTAGE SEGMENTNature vs Nurture------------------------------------
{We cold open on the outside of a quaint cafe in the center of West Hartford, Connecticut. Patrons enjoy an espresso as they soak in what may well be the final nice fall day before the cruel New England cold sets in. A barista with a tray of drinks comes to a stop as she steps out the front door. A man dressed in a golden leather suit with a pale painted face takes the empty seat to her right. She looks at him quizzically for a moment before tending to her other customers. As she turns back to where the man is seated a woman appears dressed in a long black coat with a mask covering a portion of her face. The golden man stands to offer the woman a seat, she obliges and the two sit coldly across from each other.}
God: Thank you for meeting with me.
Rowan: I could not resist.
{The barista makes here way over to the two strangers.}
Barista: May I get you two anything?
God: Yes, I'll take a black coffee.
{Rowan eyes up God before ordering.}
Rowan: Black tea.
{The barista makes a quick note before hurrying inside.}
Rowan: You asked for this meeting, speak.
God: My dear, straight to the point? Wouldn't you care to reminisce about the old days? Back when you would have stood by my side instead of against me?
Rowan: In the beginning, you would never have bent the knee to primal darkness. But I have no interest in recounting the past. We are where we are. And you are the one who opposes me. Though if you have had a change of heart... you could always come to the Pack.
{The two share a shaky laugh.}
God: Ah, just as humorous as I remember.
{The barista returns with their drinks, the both of them raising the cups slowly and enjoying a long sip of their hot beverages.}
Rowan: You can't have Dean.
God: It would seem neither can you.
Rowan: Dean will return to where he belongs.
God: You'd like to believe that, wouldn't you? But where has he been these last few weeks?
{Rowan doesn't respond.}
God: Dean has been freed of the evil you placed inside of him.
Rowan: Dean Harper did not need it, to begin with.
God: I want my so-
Rowan: He is
not your son!
{Rowan scolds him, eyes flashing gold. The two are silent for a moment following Rowan's heated outburst, but Rowan continues after a moment of focus.}
Rowan: He is the progeny of Angel Blake, and it is clear that he is no longer... holding the wheel.
God: Correct. His... Emotional outbursts became tiresome. I will need a will as strong as steel to defeat you.
Rowan: You still preach that fantasy?
God: It's been foretold.
Rowan: In a book written by you.
{Rowan chuckles at him before taking another sip of tea through her mask.}
Rowan: Dean Harper will be coming home. If you wish to press this matter further then you know where to find me.
God: I do.
Rowan: Thank you for the tea. You know... I do miss you pretending to be better than me. It reeks of an almost heady nostalgia. Perhaps we should do this more often.
God: Perhaps sooner than you'd like.
{Rowan's eyes glisten with a delightful hatred as God simply sits back and smiles. The door to the side opens and the barista steps out again, both God and Rowan are gone.}
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SINGLES MATCHVesna vs Dawn Halliwell------------------------------------
Alison Valance: The following contest 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.}Alison Valance: Introducing first – from Columbus, Ohio, weighing in at 115 pounds… THE ONCOMING STORM, VEEEESNAAAAA!
{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: Since her debut earlier this year, Vesna’s been making a tremendous impact in the ring, but has had championships snatched just barely out of her outstretched fingers again and again. I imagine she’s looking to make Heiress to the Throne her moment to finally shine.
Vasco Dias: No doubt about it, Terri, but she’s going to be facing stiff competition from some of the best the IWF has to offer – but one thing you can’t fault her for is her bravery. She picked this match herself when her opponent was at arguably her most ruthless she’s ever been. What’s uncertain, though, is whether that opponent can match the fire we’ve seen from her in the last few months.
Alison Valance: And her opponent…
{Lights dim as the arena falls silent, uncertainty filling the audience as they wait to see which song will begin to play… and the crowd almost explodes with joy as the opening riffs to Shoot to Thrill hit, and flashes of white light begin to pulse along with the music as it picks up pace. The stage fills with dry ice as Dawn steps out from backstage, smiling manically and rocking out to the music. She points to the crowd and tries to get them pumped up. When the chorus hits, she raises her fists in the air as she lets out a shout of excitement punctuated by a blast of simple white pyro around her.}Terri Morasco: That settles it – The Iron Maiden is back!
Vasco Dias: It takes a lot of guts and more than a little insanity to turn your back on the Age of Gods, but we’ve known since her debut at last year’s Survival of the Fittest that Dawn’s got more than enough of both packed into that 5’4” frame.
{Upon until the second iteration of "Shoot to Thrill" in the chorus, at which point she charges into the ring and slides in, spinning with the momentum to her feet as she urges the crowd to get to their feet and rock along with her. After a few moments she will settle into her corner.}Alison Valance: From Salem, Massachusetts – weighing in at 125 pounds, The IRON MAIDEN, DAAAAWN HALLIWEEEEELL!!
Terri Morasco: Dawn in her first match since… Well, since that heartwarming match with Vivienne.
Vasco Dias: Yes, the power of friendship did what it was meant to do. Boring.
{The referee checks over the two women, possibly a little nervously due to Dawn’s recent reputation and Vesna’s general demeanor. Satisfied, he calls for the bell!}DING!
{Vesna fires off an arcing punch but Dawn is too quick and grabs the other woman’s wrist. Holding Vesna’s right arm with her own left, Dawn fires off three quick right hands and wheels away, throwing the horns with both hands before squaring off again.}Vasco Dias: Halliwell definitely making a point of showing us she’s back to her old antics.
{Launching back into her opponent, Dawn grabs an arm and twists it around Vesna’s back in a Hammerlock. Vesna stamps down at Dawn’s calf, dropping the Iron Maiden to her knees and weakening the hold. Confidence surging, Vesna bends forwards, rolling Dawn over her back and slipping free of the hold before ramming her knee into Dawn’s upper spine.}Terri Morasco: A slick escape from Halliwell’s hold from Vesna.
{Dawn whirls and pulls Vesna’s arm out straight and falls backwards, taking Vesna down prone with her and wrapping her legs around her opponent’s neck as she falls. Dawn viciously cranks on the hold but Vesna curls her legs back so she can get a little spring off, boosting her entire body into a headstand, freeing herself enough from Dawn’s grip that she can flip forwards, reversing the pressure of the arm hold at the same time. Vesna then twists around to get herself into an advantageous position, locking onto Dawn like a vice and not letting go!}Vasco Dias: Wow! Vesna’s usually one for the striking game, but she’s managing to match Dawn hold for hold!
{With Dawn now in her clutches, Vesna drags The Iron Maiden to her feet and locks in rear naked chin lock. Despite Dawn’s slight height advantage, Vesna controls her larger opponent, wrenching on the lock with burning eyes. Bending Dawn backwards, Vesna clips Dawn’s leg with a back heel trip, kneeling herself so she can maintain control. Vesna slides her long arms around Dawn’s head, transitioning the hold into a Camel Clutch in the middle of the ring! But Dawn powers back, twisting Vesna around to shake off her hold, driving a hard elbow into Vesna’s side to give her enough of an opening to slip free. Both women stand and square off, Dawn shaking off the aches from the hold before beckoning Vesna to come throw more at her.}Terri Morasco: Dawn and Vesna are putting their all into this match.
{Vesna looks unmoved as she wipes her face again but Dawn uses the brief break in the action to grab for one of The Oncoming Storm’s arms and send her hurtling towards the ropes. Upon her opponent’s return, Dawn leaps into a Thesz Press and fires off right hand after right hand, stunning Vesna. Vesna instinctively grabs for the back of Dawn’s head, transitioning to a guard position but there is still enough space for Dawn to add a couple of headbutts to the mix.}Vasco Dias: Dawn is really showing herself to be her father’s daughter here.
{From the guard, Dawn senses that this could be her opportunity and transitions artfully into a rubber guard. Riding high on her victim, The Iron Maiden slides her arms around the back of Vesna’s head and attempts to maneuver her shin into a choking position}Terri Morasco: Dawn’s looking to end this quick…!
{But before the lethal Living Dead Girl can be locked in, Vesna exploits the weakness of the rubber guard mid submission and sweeps the other free leg out, reversing the hold. Vesna now takes her own top guard position and moves to put Dawn into the DREAMS WILL COME…! NO! Dawn sees the tide turning against her and lashes out with a stiff strike to the side of Vesna’s torso, opening enough distance between the two for Dawn to scramble away.}Terri Morasco: Vesna seems to have Dawn scouted perfectly!
Vasco Dias: But that just seems to have pissed Halliwell off…!
{Dawn charges. With a fire and ferocity she launches herself recklessly at Vesna, firing off with the point of her elbow right at the point of the cut. Dawn locks in a tight Muay Thai clinch and goes nuts, firing her knee up into Vesna’s face five or six times, it’s hard to tell, in rapid succession. Finally Dawn transitions into a solid front chancery and leaps, turning The Ice Queen round and crashing her head hard into the mat.}
Terri Morasco: LACRYMOSA!
Vasco Dias: Nothing, Terri, can hold her back now!
{Dawn goes for the pin…!
ONE! Vesna kicks out with authority!}Terri Morasco: WOW! Barely any effect from that Lacrymosa! Looks like Dawn’s going to have to dig a LOT deeper if she’s going to take Vesna down!
Vasco Dias: Vesna is the oncoming storm. If you’re not bringing you’re a game against her what’s the point?
{Vesna gets to her feet and hits Dawn with a spinning heel kick knocking the other women down.}Vasco Dias: Vesna is back.
Terri Morasco: I don’t think she ever left technically.
{Vesna pops up and hits Dawn with a missile dropkick, waits for Dawn to pull herself up before hitting her with a European uppercut.}Vasco Dias: Vesna is taking no prisoners.
{With a little bit of a running start Vesna hits Dawn with a neckbreaker dropping the goddess of blood to the mat with a roar from the crowd.}Terri Morasco: Vesna is putting her all in here
Vasco Dias: So was Dawn a moment ago. It could go either way.
{Vesna hits a BASEMENT RANA, then drops to pin Halliwell…
ONE!
TWO!
TH… and Dawn kicks out.}Terri Morasco: And dawn kicked out! Incredible!
Vasco Dias: Like I said this match can switch on a dime.
{Vesna goes for a huricanrana but Dawn moves out of the way at the last second causing Vesna to be in the perfect position for a muay thai knees.}Terri Morasco: Ouch.
Vasco Dias: Dawn knows her way around the ring just as much as Vesna does.
{Vesna gets up and Dawn tries to get her into an armbar but Vasna headbutts her causing her to stumble back. Dawn scoops her up into a German suplex.}Terri Morasco: That was a close one
Vasco Dias: You’re not wrong.
{Dawn hits the Symphony of Destruction, rolls Vesna over and covers..
ONE!
TWO!
TH….}Terri Morasco: Vesna has a shoulder up!
Vasco Dias: This is getting intense.
{Vesna lands a Nature’s Fury and covers…
ONE!
TWO!
THR… AND DAWN KICKS OUT!}Terri Morasco: Dawn getting out there!
{Dawn lands the THUNDERSTRUCK!
Dawn covers…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!}Alison Valance: Here is your winner… The Iron Maiden, DAWN HALLIWELL!
{Dawn struggles to her feet but lands on the mat next to Vesna as her theme plays. Vesna looks to Dawn curiously. Dawn offers her hand in a handshake. Vesna glances at it slightly before touching just finger tips in the handshake.}
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VIDEO SEGMENTJames Gilmore Objectifies Women------------------------------------
{ The still image of a woman in an American eagle mask rests silently on your screen for several long minutes before Rob Diamond steps out in front of the image in a leather red, white and blue three-piece suit a sad look on his face. }Rob Diamond: Earlier this week this image was released allegedly showing IWF's own, Jessica Reed in a bald eagle mask. There is footage to accompany this clip but as this is a family program I will not show it.
{ A link flashes on the screen briefly before disappearing. }Rob Diamond: I say allegedly because Jessica has yet to step forward and say these photos are her own however the man making the accusation, and furthermore the man who colluded with the Russian to allegedly hack her phone is none other than your future President of the United States.
{ Rob shakes his head. }Rob Diamond: According to an anonymous source within President Gilmore's cabinet who leaked this information to my campaign team, James Gilmore met with Russian leadership over this past weekend where they worked together diligently to acquire these photos. Gilmore was even quotes as say, and excuse the language "Look at those tits, that's definitely Jess Reed!"
{ Rob scoffs as the image fades. }Rob Diamond: Then the Gilmore team had the audacity, allegedly to release another for the whole world to see.
{ Another photo flashes. }
Rob Diamond: "Look at those tits" are those the words of a great President? Are those even the words of a great man? Is that the sort of person you want in the white house? A man who objectifies women by the size of their breasts? My God, Verona's corpse isn't even cold in the ground and James Gilmore is allegedly working with the Russians to expose her most secret and private photos.
{ Rob waves the image away. }Rob Diamond: I am appalled. I am disgusted. But most of all I am offended. As a man who partakes in the Feathery sub-culture of this great country, it is not up to the James Gilmore's of the world to expose what we do in our intimate time alone. It is not up to the James Gilmore's to hack our phones and did through our photos. But that is the man we seem to have in the white house. A man with no respect. A man with no honor. A man who sees breasts before he sees personality.
{ Rob pulls out a similar bald eagle mask and puts it on. }Rob Diamond: Well ladies and gentlemen I'm here to tell you, as a feathery that there is a choice. You can choose a new path for this country. A path free of colluding and cell phone hacking. A path free of judgmental glares. A path where you can MAKE AMERICA NUDE AGAIN! I'm Rob Diamond, candidate for president of the Future United States of America and I approve this message.
{ A parade of people in bird masks, all in the nude but blurred, come onto the set now to stand proudly with Rob Diamond as "The Bird is the Word" begins to play. }------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCHOracle v Jayson Matthews ------------------------------------
{ We cut backstage to Jayson Matthews exiting the Pack's locker room. His match with the Oracle is next and Jayson looks ready to give God's right-hand man the battle of a lifetime. Willy Carter cuts Jayson off as he reaches the stage steps. }Willy Carter: Jayson, could I get a few words with you before-
{ Willy is cut off as the Oracle and Uriel attack Jayson from behind sending him flying against the steel steps leading to the stage. }Willy Carter: FORGET THIS!
{ Jayson tries to get up but Oracle and Uriel put the boots to Jayson before he can reach his feet. Security starts to come running in but Uriel turns and begins to club them with massive right hands. }The Oracle: The Lord God has a message for you betrayer!!!
{ Oracle pulls Jayson up to his feet and then over his head in a powerbomb position. Oracle heaves Jayson with a powerbomb through the table at the gorilla position, Matthews crashing through it and destroying the monitors used to watch the show by the staff. }The Oracle: Stay. Down.
{ Uriel rejoins Oracle as the two stand among a heap of bodies. From the back, Caleb Lockwood comes running out to where Matthews is laying. Lockwood looks up at the two monsters with rage. }The Oracle: One by one the Horde shall fall.
{ Uriel and Oracle turn their backs on Lockwood as he checks on the fallen Matthews. }------------------------------------
VIDEO SEGMENT"Second Chances"
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Voice: “Everybody's got a dream, right?”
{We fade in from black to see a man hunched over in a chair. The background is dark and out of focus. The man is older, maybe mid-fifties with no hair on top and grey on the sides. The laugh lines in his face are long and thin. This is a man who has lived and lived well. He's looking somewhere just off camera.}Man in Chair: “I know when I was a little kid, this is all I wanted to do. Ever. I remember being at home on a Saturday morning, you know, and while other kids were outside playing street hoops or tag or something, I was inside watching this on TV. I remember the first time I ever saw Arch Stanton wrestle. It was like... I don't know. You know that part in movies where the clouds open up and the light shines down on someone? That's what it felt like. I just remember watching and saying, 'that's gonna be me.' 'that's what I was put here to do.'”
A voice from Off-Camera: “So why didn't you do it?”
{The man breaks into a strained smile. There's anger in it, and pain, and sorrow. There's still light in his eyes, but it's dimmed considerably. He shrugs.}
Man in Chair: “I couldn't tell you. I just... I kept putting it off. The first time, I was in high school. Told myself I'd get trained after I graduate. Then I did. Then I figured I'd go after college. Then I finished college and I kept telling myself, you know, 'you should really find a gym and get trained.' And then I'd put that off because, well, you need a job, right? You need money. I needed money, anyway. So I put it off. Then ten years later I'm balding and I'm getting fatter around the middle and I tell myself 'this is your last chance.' But then I meet a girl and she gets pregnant and we get married and the next thing I know I'm a dad working sixty hours a week. And before I knew it... just... gone. It was over. I missed my shot.”
A voice from Off-Camera: “Do you wish you could do it over?”
{The man considers this. After a silence}
Man in Chair: “I don't know. I don't want to say yes because, well, I have a beautiful family. Loving children. Two sons and three girls. Wife still loves me. We still make love twice a week. We've raised good people and they're going to be starting families of their own in the next few years. I can't look at the faces of my children and just say 'I'd trade you for a chance.' I can't.”
A voice from Off-Camera: “I understand.”
{The man hesitates.}A voice from Off-Camera: “But?”
Man in Chair: “But. But... But I'd love to have the chance. Just once, you know? Just once I'd like to hear my music and walk out from behind that curtain and see the... I don't know what to call it. The Wave. The wave of eyes, the faces, and then the crushing crest of sound as the noise comes in. I can only imagine it. But to know it, to feel it, to sense it, that'd be something worth sacrificing for. Not my children, you know, and not my wife... but definitely something.”
{We transition from the man in the chair to a white screen. The IWF logo is barely legible in the background. The click of heels announce the arrival of someone, a man judging by the heft, and when Jess Fowler steps into frame, he's wearing a coy smile and his hands are firmly in pocket.}Jess Fowler: “Good evening. Have you ever felt like there was something more for you to do? Have you ever lied awake at night, staring at the ceiling and thought 'there's something I'm missing? Something I'm meant to do'? If that's the case, and you're a wrestling fan, chances are you and I both know what that is.”
“To put it simply: the time has come for us to open our doors to you, the fan. The aspiring wrestler. We here at the Imperial Wrestling Federation are now seeking fresh talent. We're recruiting from all four corners of the world. We would like you to join us, to see if you have what it takes to not only chase your dream down but to capture them like lightning in a bottle.”
“If you think you have it in you, please, join us next week on October 20th and 21st for a series of tryout matches. The very best among you will be selected for a match to win a contract with the Imperial Wrestling Federation that very Monday on Sacrifice. If you're interested, and you think you're worthy, please, follow the instructions below and, maybe, just maybe, your dream won't have to remain a dream for much longer.”
{Information to sign up for the tryouts are shown on the bottom third. Jess Fowler gives a slight nod before fading out.} ------------------------------------
MEMORIAL SEGMENTRemembering Spike Kane------------------------------------
Remembering Spike Kane: Inaugural Tag Team Champion (With Rob Diamond)
Record-breaking Man of Steel/Strong Style Champion 245 Days
Most title out of anyone in IWF history:
x2 Imperial/Men’s World Title, x1 Man of Steel Champion, x1 Invictius Champion, x1 Tag Team Champion ------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCHDevlin Raine vs Caleb Lockwood ------------------------------------
Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Terri Morasco: This is one of the more anticipated matches of the night.
Vasco Dias: I’m not sure I would say that specifically.
Terri Morasco: It isn’t often people threaten violence if the person doesn’t answer.
Vasco Dias: I’ll grant that to you. It’s rare. But to say most exciting match of the night?
Terri Morasco: Anticipated is what I said.
{A roaring scream pierces the air, and as the crunching guitars of "Rise, Rebel, Resist" play Caleb Lockwood stalks out onto the stage, eyes fixed on the ring as he licks his lips idly. He stalks down to the ring, hands clenching and unclenching as his eyes shift back and forth to scan the crowd. As he approaches the ring, Caleb slides into the ring, rolling to the side and coming up in a crouch. His eyes never stop moving as he backs into the corner of the ring, cracking each of his joints in turn and waiting for the match to start.} Alison Valance: first down to the ring, at 5’11’’ weighing in at 168 pounds, representing The Pack…. CALEB LOCKWOOD
Terri Morasco: Caleb made a big deal about wanting to face Devlin this week.
Vasco Dias: As far as he’s concerned Dev stole his brother. Helped Xavier do…whatever that was at the end of Extreme Endurance.
{The Lights Darken as the Into of starts to play, high beat and brass melding together. and Devlin emerges from the crowd wearing his jacket he steps up on the guard railing slowly and vaults over the top rope bouncing and dancing to salute at the crowd removing the jacket and then turns to keep eyes about him.}Alison Valance: coming down next to the ring standing at 6’2’’ and weighing 210 pounds… The Jack of Knaves DEVLIN RAINE!
Terri Morasco: Devlin had been posing as Redcap after the results of the roulette. He and Dean Harper has always had a ….complicated relationship.
Vasco Dias: That’s one way of phrasing it.
Terri Morasco: How would you phrase it?
Vasco Dias: Do you want me to use the fanfiction term?
Terri Morasco: No. No, I don’t need to think about that.
{As Dev stands on his side of the ring, Caleb tries to go for him but the ref keeps him from crossing the ring yet. Caleb is visibly impatient to get things started. Dev stands in his corner and shakes his head.}Terri Morasco: Caleb needing to be restrained before the bell even goes off.
Vasco Dias: Dev took his brother. Wouldn’t you do the same?
{The ref signals for the bell, Caleb pushes past him and hits Dev with a Superkick to the knee knocking Dev back into the turnbuckle. Caleb grapples Dev and hits him with a Facebreaker knee smash. Caleb hits him with a Neck snap across the top rope before the ref pulls him back with the count about having Dev cornered.}
Terri Morasco: Caleb is going for blood early.
Vasco Dias: And I’m loving every moment of it.
{Dev stands up, shaking his head slightly. Caleb comes at him again and he hits him with a European uppercut to keep Caleb back.}Vasco Dias: Dev has faced Caleb before. He clearly has his number. But is that enough?
Terri Morasco: Dev clearly doesn’t want to hurt Caleb. He was clear about that in his promo this week.
{Caleb charges at Dev again and Dev hits him with a Dropkick to knee. Dev crouches down next to Caleb and it’s clear he’s trying to talk to him but Caleb responds by trying to kick Dev who catches his leg.}Vasco Dias: Nice defense from Raine here.
{Caleb gets his leg back and the two go for a couple hits but the other dodges it or deflects it. Caleb hits Dev with a Street Justice knocking Dev into the turnbuckle. The Ref pulls Caleb back and separates him from Dev}Vasco Dias: The ref needs to stop blue balling me on the violence here.
Terri Morasco: He’s just trying to keep things fair, Vasco.
{Caleb hits Dev with a Running kick to the hamstring knocking the other man out of the ring but manages to knock the Ref out of the ring as well.}Terri Morasco: Is Caleb going to beat Dev to a pulp and try to kidnap him?
Vasco Dias: It’d certainly be in character.
{Caleb slides out of the ring to follow Dev making a show of how angry he is. He grabs Dev’s leg but Dev responds by kicking him in the face knocking him back down to the ground.}Vasco Dias: He might be only looking to defend himself but he’s not going down with out a fight.
Terri Morasco: Keep fighting Dev!
{Dev climbs back into the ring. Caleb calls something that sounds oddly like “YOU’RE ONLY HURTING HIM BY KEEPING HIM AWAY FROM US” which makes Dev pause, consider before leaping out of the ring in a Flicker Flash knocking Caleb down again.}Terri Morasco: Dev, nooo….
{The ref pulls himself up, rubbing his head. Caleb hits Dev with a Russian legsweep into the guardrail knocking Dev down.} Terri Morasco: This is becoming more of a brawl then a legal match. Surely the ref has to do something about this!
Vasco Dias: I hope he doesn’t. I want to watch these two tear each other apart.
{Dev picks Caleb up and hits him with a Snapmare as the ref climbs back into the ring.}Terri Morasco: Do they not know the ref is back up?
Vasco Dias: Better quest is if they care.
{The ref starts to count
Dev hits Caleb with a Martial arts kicks
1
2
3
Caleb hits Dev with an Inverted atomic drop followed by a single leg running dropkick
4
5
6
Dev hits Caleb with a Reflection- Beast of War.
7
8
Dev goes to get back int the ring but Caleb grabs his leg and drags him back down
9
10!} Terri Morasco: No!
Alison Valance: Match ends in a tie due to mutual count out!
Vasco Dias: I love this. The sheer amount of rage here on display is amazing.
{Dev hits Caleb with a Belly to back- suplex and tries to walk away.} Terri Morasco: Dev just wants to leave.
Vasco Dias: Too bad. Caleb wants blood.
{Caleb limps up and hits Dev with a Running somersault neckbreaker.} Terri Morasco: Where is security?!
{Security comes running down the ramp and separate Dev and Caleb. Caleb punches one of the security to try to get to Dev but Dev is being more or less carried out as he keeps trying to go for Caleb.} Terri Morasco: Utter chaos here at ring side.
Vasco Dias: We’ll be right back after these messages.
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TAG TEAM MATCHVivienne Rodgers & Brooklyn Maddox vs Amber Cooke & Charity Crowne ------------------------------------
Alison Valance: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall!
Terri Morasco: This is a match that has been building up for a couple months. Finally, some of the Best Friends Club is going to be held responsible for their actions.
{A quick video package plays of the BFC interrupting Open Weight Title matches, Women’s World Title matches, and the Iron Maiden Match.}Vasco Dias: Propaganda, Terri. Terrible and unjustified Propaganda.
Terri Morasco: Are you really going to tell me you don’t remember all the times the Best Friends Club have interfered?
Vasco Dias: It’s not interference to end a match that was without a true person of class in it.
Terri Morasco: Wow. I shouldn’t be surprised and yet…
{The guitars of "War Eternal" startup and the arena is bathed in lights for a minute before Amber comes stalking as the first main riff kicks in, walking at an almost blasting pace, ignoring the crowd as she goes, sliding under the bottom rope to climb a turnbuckle and start jawing to the assembled masses before hopping off and jawing to everyone else and taking her Jacket and dog tags off to hang on a corner. Before spinning to face her opponent, or the entryway.} Alison Valance: First down to the ring, standing at 5’6’’ and weighing in at 135 pounds from Stillwater, Minnesota representing The Best Friends Club… AMBER COOKE!
Terri Morasco: Amber has only been here a short time but she’s certainly made an impression.
Vasco Dias: She was recruited to The BFC. They accept only the best.
{ 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 on the other team, standing at 5’7 and weighing in at 140 pounds from Madison, Wisconsin and representing Team Free Will… VIVIENNE RODGERS!
Terri Morasco: Vivienne has had some tension with the BFC more than any other female competitor.
Vasco Dias: THE BFC really got its feet under it when they picked up Vivienne’s old manager Ciara. She’s clearly much happier with the BFC and who can blame her?
"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.} Alison Valance: standing at 5’7’’ weighing in at 130 pounds from Kensington, London, England the leader of The Best Friend’s Club, Crowne Jewel, The Luchadora Champion …. CHARITY CROWNE!
Vasco Dias: Every time we get to see Charity Crowne on center stage we are truly blessed.
Terri Morasco: Could you be any more obvious in your favoritism?
Vasco Dias: I would die on the battleground for Charity Crowne.
{The lights in the arena fade to black as purple and white strobe lights begin to flitter about the crowd. The frantic strobe effect suddenly stops as "In the Dark" blasts forth from the speakers of the auditorium and all spotlights turn to the top of the ramp to illuminate the figure standing there, eyes closed and head lowered.} Alison Valance: Making her way to the ring, from Centralia, Pennsylvania - weighing in at 112 pounds and representing the Pack ... she is the IWF Woman's World Champion ... The Little Bad Wolf, BROOKLYYYYYYYN MAAAAAAADROOOOOOX!
{Brooklyn looks up, a smile on her lips as she begins her walk to the ring. She seems to glide up the ring steps before stepping into the ring and making her way to the center of the ring. Unhooking the Woman's World title from around her waist she holds it high in the air, grinning at the other side and refusing to break eye contact.} Terri Morasco: Brooklyn is focused. She hasn’t been able to defend her belt without interference in months.
Vasco Dias: That all could have been solved by having a match against someone in The BFC.
{Brooklyn and Viv stand on one side while Charity and Amber talk on the other.} Terri Morasco: We have two of the women’s division champions in the ring tonight as well as two women in the Heiress to the throne. This is going to be an intense battle. Not just for dominance but to put an end to some trouble we’ve been having recently.
Vasco Dias: The Pack kidnaps people all the time. The BFC just interfere in some matches. Lighten up, Terri.
{After a little conversation Charity exits to waiting on the outside of the ring with Amber standing in the center. Viv tries to talk to Brooklyn but Brooklyn shakes her head causing Viv to step out and wait.}Terri Morasco: So the match will be starting with Amber and Brooklyn.
Vasco Dias: This will be a good practice for Amber in the Heiress to the Throne.
{The ref looks between the two women and signals for the bell. Brooklyn charges out of her corner and hitting Amber with a European uppercut sending her back against the ropes.}Terri Morasco: Brooklyn with a strong start here.
Vasco Dias: It won’t last.
{Charity jumps down off the apron, walks around the edge of the ring while Brooklyn hits Amber with a Pele kick. Brooklyn puts her foot against Amber’s throat and the ref starts counting. While the ref is distracted Charity pulls Viv off the apron by the hair with a Hair pull backbreaker. Charity sits on the edge of the apron taunting Brooklyn.}Terri Morasco: How did the ref not see what Charity is doing? She can’t do that!
Vasco Dias: She can and she will.
{Brooklyn lets go of Amber and moves to Charity hitting a BALORS GAZE but Charity moves just in time for it to hit Viv knocking her down. Charity laughs loudly. The ref yells at Charity to get back to her own corner.}Vasco Dias: Brooklyn hit her own teammate. Just hit her, laid her out. Tragic. So tragic when teams can’t seem to work together. Vivienne is out of the match likely for the rest of the night.
Terri Morasco: You are just enjoying this too much, Vasco. They are cheating!
Vasco Dias: If they were cheating why hasn’t the ref called off the match?
{Amber pops up and hits Brooklyn with a Broadside. She moves off slightly, tagging Charity in. Before she exits the ring she hits Brooklyn with a Dynamic Entry.}Vasco Dias: Look at Amber Cooke hit Brooklyn like a truck. She’s got an impressive form.
{Charity runs and hits Brooklyn with a So Last Season. She moves slightly before hitting Brooklyn with a Kneeling jawbreaker.}Vasco Dias: Yes. Charity getting to demolish Brooklyn. This is how things should always be.
Terri Morasco: I can’t believe this is happening.
{Charity waits for Brooklyn to get up and hits her with a Reverse roundhouse kick. She also hits Brooklyn with a Coronation.}Terri Morasco: Brooklyn is taking a beating.
Vasco Dias: Charity is giving her the just deserts.
{Charity spins slightly, taking in the boos before hitting Brooklyn with a Don't Cha.} Vasco Dias: Our true Queen. The Crowne jewel is putting on an epic display here.
Terri Morasco: Vivienne is still out of the side of the ring.
{With a smirk Charity hits Brooklyn with a Floor Routine Redux.}Terri Morasco: Oh no
{Charity hits Brooklyn with a DIAMOND’S CUTTER before tagging Amber in. She Flexes slightly before hitting Brooklyn with a COOKIE CUTTER.} Terri Morasco: Things are not looking good for Brooklyn.
Vasco Dias: Sorry, I can’t hear you over the sound of Friendship!
{Amber goes for the pin
1
2
3!!} Terri Morasco: I can’t believe this.
Alison Valance: And your winners….AMBER COOKE AND CHARITY CROWNE!
Vasco Dias: Yes! Today is a red letter day! The BFC got a victory over The Pack and little miss sugarplum!
{Charity Raises Amber’s arm high in the air as a remix of their two themes mashed together plays.} Terri Morasco: What will this mean for Amber in the Heiress to the Throne contest? What will this mean for Brooklyn with not only Heiress but Survival of the fittest coming up?
Vasco Dias: She had to get her shit together is what that means.
{Charity and Amber hug, jumping up and down in delight.}------------------------------------
VIDEO SEGMENTWho is Dean Harper if not the Leviathan?------------------------------------
{A camera feed starts in a dark room before it’s switched around to show Dean Harper sitting on a chair in a nondescript room. He looks smaller, younger than he did at Extreme Endurance. He is holding the world title championship in his lap, wearing a faded vintage t-shirt.} Dean Harper: Hi…
{Dean takes a deep breath, tracing the world title belt in his lap.} Dean Harper: I don’t know how to start this.
{Dean presses his lips together.} Dean Harper: I remember everything. It’s not like I don’t. I’m… really confused. Everything is really confusing. I wish it wasn’t. Everyone is saying I belong somewhere and …I’m not sure I am worth the effort being put into trying to get me.
{Dean keeps his eyes down.} Dean Harper: It’s just…me. I don’t know who that is anymore. I don't know where I belong.
{Dean glances up at the camera with soft eyes.} Dean Harper: I’m safe. I just…I’m just trying to figure out everything. I’m sorry for all the trouble I’m causing.
{Dean gives a small smile before the camera feed cuts.}------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCHPandora Freeman-Hall-Kane vs Rowan MacDonnough------------------------------------
Alison Valance: The following main event is scheduled for one fall!
Terri Morasco: This is a fight that I know many fans have been looking forward to seeing again.
{The camera pans over the crowd showing different signs for Rowan and Pandora.}Vasco Dias: When you give an open challenge on Open Fight Night you have to expect the unexpected.
Terri Morasco: I’m not sure she was counting on The Wolf of the Abyss to answer.
Vasco Dias: Why wouldn’t she? She’s made clear she wants to hurt people since Dean Harper was cruelly taken from their home.
Terri Morasco: Did you just… take the Pack’s side?
{Lights out. The opening chords of “Trip the Darkness” by the Lacuna Coil roar from the speakers and red smoke billows from either side of the entranceway as Rowan MacDonnough stalks out from behind the curtain, golden eyes glinting in the red light as they shift from side to side. The stage and ramp are lit by swirling red light, but everything else remains dark. As the chorus begins, enticing the listeners to follow, she lopes forward, unconsciously rolling her wrists as her eyes bore a hole in the air before her. The smoke seems to follow her down the ramp as she walks, reaching up and grabbing the middle rope with one hand. Rowan hauls herself up onto the apron, standing and ducking between the middle and top rope to step inside the ring. She straightens up, slowly pacing towards the center of the ring as a spiraling pattern of red light appears on the mat, and her eyes scan the crowd, head moving in a jerky, animalistic pattern. She slowly, reluctantly backs towards a corner, eyes constantly moving as she settles in to wait for the bell.} Alison Valance: First down to the ring, standing at 5’10”, weighing 145 pounds… Rowan MacDonnough!
Terri Morasco: I can practically feel the anger radiating off of her from here. Rowan is not pleased.
Vasco Dias: She threatened innocents would suffer if she did not get her Most Loyal back. I think we’d all be wise to keep our heads down.
{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 slide to side apron knee slide heat ends in her standing to vault over the top rope and bouncing to the beat smiling like a lunatic.}Alison Valance: standing at 5’6’’, weighing in at 160 pounds… Pandora Freeman-Hall-Kane!
{Pandora stands in her corner looking over to Rowan who is watching her with intense eyes.}Terri Morasco: Given the history between these two I can’t imagine that this match will be easy to watch.
Vasco Dias: Someone is getting hurt tonight. You can feel that in the air.
{The ref looks between the two women, looks ready to ring the bell but Pandora signals for him to wait a moment.}Terri Morasco: What is Pandora doing?
Vasco Dias: I have no idea.
{Pandora walks across the ring and opens her arms for a hug. Rowan tilts her head to the left, clearly confused.}Terri Morasco: Is Pandora asking for a hug?
Vasco Dias: After The match between Vivienne and Dawn last week I’m not sure I’d trust any hugs.
{Rowan doesn’t move for a moment, caught off guard. As soon as the moment passes, Rowan shoves Pandora away. Pandora walks carefully over to her and hugs her quickly, before walking back to her corner, giving the Ref a thumbs up.}Vasco Dias: She just hugged the leader of the pack. Why?
Terri Morasco: She did say she felt for Rowan and the fact she lost someone close to her…
{The ref looks a little confused but shrugs and signals for the bell. As soon as the bell rings Rowan bursts from her corner hitting Pandora with a European uppercut chained in rapid succession knocking Pandora back into the turnbuckle.}Vasco Dias: This is why you shouldn’t try to hug demons.
{The ref makes Rowan step away from Pandora so she can have a moment to breathe.}Vasco Dias: Rowan is going to make an example here.
Terri Morasco: Does she ever not try to do that?
{Pandora steps away from the turnbuckle and Rowan hits her with a Yakuza kick back into it.}Terri Morasco: Rowan is certainly going for the pain today.
Vasco Dias: If Pandora is smart she’ll tilt Rowan off her game.
{Rowan goes for another kick but Pandora drops to the mat in a matrix-like dodge before rolling and hitting Rowan with a Russian leg sweep.}Vasco Dias: Some defense from Pandora finally.
Terri Morasco: It’s still early in the match, Vasco.
{Pandora hits Rowan with a leg drop before backing off, waiting for Rowan to get to her feet and bouncing into an Enziguri.}Terri Morasco: Pandora is gaining some good momentum here.
{Pandora roils out of Rowan’s reach before hitting her against the ropes with a Calf kick and then a chest kick.} Terri Morasco: These two know each other very well. They’ve had some very impressive matches against each other as you can see if you look it up on the IWF network.
Vasco Dias: There has been a rivalry between these two from almost the moment Rowan stepped through the doors of this company.
{Before Pandora can get her next move off, Rowan hits her with a Leaping knee strike. Rowan backs off Pandora before getting on the ropes.} Terri Morasco: Oh I don’t like the look of this.
Vasco Dias: You shouldn’t.
{Dropping from the rope Rowan hits Pandora with a Knee drop to the other woman's leg. Pandora lets out a scream of pain rolling away.}Vasco Dias: That has to hurt.
Terri Morasco: Given the sound Pandora just made? Yeah, It likely did.
{Rowan picks Pandora up by the hair and hits her with a neck snap across the top rope before dropping Pandora to the mat.}Vasco Dias: Does Rowan go for the pin here or continue to go for the pain?
{Rowan gets down on top of Pandora and hits her with a Defiler. Once. Twice. Three times.}Vasco Dias: I can’t say I’m surprised.
Terri Morasco: Rowan always goes for the pain when she can.
{Rowan moves off of Pandora and goes for the pin.
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KICK OUT!}Terri Morasco: Pandora kicked out! This match is still going!
Vasco Dias: I’m not sure that was a smart move on here part if I am honest.
{Rowan goes for another kick but Pandora dodges the attack. Bouncing around the ring, avoiding Rowan’s reach before hitting her with a surprise Snapmare.}Vasco Dias: Pandora is still favoring that leg.
Terri Morasco: It’s going to take a lot more than that to keep Pandora down.
{With a slight smile Pandora hits Rowan with a Leg drop. She then gripes Rowan and hits her with a German suplex.}Terri Morasco: If Pandora can keep this up she might be able to take Rowan out.
{With a little more footwork Pandora hits Rowan with her Tank Girl followed by a “P-P-Pow!” Taunt.} Terri Morasco: Pandora is certainly pushing herself here.
Vasco Dias: This is heiress to the throne, you have to.
{Pandora goes for the pin
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KICK OUT!}Terri Morasco: That was a close one!
Vasco Dias: But not close enough. Rowan isn’t going to go down without making Pandora bleed for it.
{Pandora moves back from Rowan as she sits up. Just as Rowan is getting back to her feet Pandora hits her with a Sidewalk slam.}Vasco Dias: Pandora is doing what she can to keep Rowan down.
Terri Morasco: She knows that she can’t let Rowan get the upper hand here.
{With a little bounce Pandora backs off, as Rowan gets back up Pandora hits her with a 300 BPM Combo and hitting Rowan hard with the end Step Up Axe Kick.}Vasco Dias: Not taking any chances here.
{Pandora goes for the pin again
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HEADBUTT!}Vasco Dias: Rowan just hit Pandora with a headbutt to break that pin!
Terri Morasco: Things are not looking good.
{Pandora holds her head and moves back from Rowan. Rowan stalks towards her, grabbing her by the hair.}Terri Morasco: I don’t like the look of this.
Vasco Dias: Don’t be a coward Morasco.
{Rowan hits Pandora with Repeated Muay Thai knees to the head.}Vasco Dias: Going for the head. Ouch.
Terri Morasco: It’ll be hard to recover from that assault.
{Rowan lets go of Pandora’s hair, letting Pandora get shakily get to her feet.}Terri Morasco: What is Rowan planning?
{With an evil glint in her eye Rowan hits Pandora with a Knee lift to the stomach followed by a running knee lift to the head.} Terri Morasco: Rowan is not letting up on Pandora
Vasco Dias: The constant strikes to the head are meant to keep Pandora down.
{Rowan hits Pandora with a Dance The Spiral knocking the other women solidly to the ground.}Terri Morasco: Is Rowan going to go for the pin again?
Vasco Dias: I get the feeling she won’t.
{As Pandora is struggling to her feet Rowan hits her with a Low kick to the knee.}Vasco Dias: Rowan is going for the pain.
Terri Morasco: Pandora needs to turn things around here.
{Rowan hits Pandora with a Spinning back elbow strike.}Vasco Dias: She said innocents would suffer.
{Pandora pulls herself up with the ropes. Rowan goes in for a Leaping knee strike but Pandora dodges out of the way, causing Rowan to hit the ropes.}Vasco Dias: Fast thinking by Pandora there
Terri Morasco: If she can keep this up we might see the ending here soon.
{Rowan gets herself out of the ropes and turns to hit Pandora with a Knee lift to the stomach followed by a running knee lift to the head.} Terri Morasco: Pandora is clearly struggling now. Those hits to the head are tough to take in general but the way Rowan kicks…
{Rowan waits for Pandora to get up before hitting her with a BALOR’S GAZE, Rowan goes down for the pin.
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3!!} Alison Valance: Winner by pinfall… Rowan MacDonnough!
Vasco Dias: Pandora tried but there is nothing that can be done to derail Rowan when she’s got a purpose in mind.
{As "Trip the Darkness" by Lacuna Coil plays over the PA Rowan lifts Pandora’s head like a trophy showing it off the camera. The lights go out while her music still plays.} Terri Morasco: Oh no. No, Non, No…
Vasco Dias: Calm yourself, maybe it’s not what you think….
{The lights turn back on with a message written in blood on the mat “YOU WERE WARNED, RETURN HIM”.} Terri Morasco: This can’t be happening.
{Broadcast ends} 
Well howdy there pardner.