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Post by Jess Fowler on Jan 29, 2019 22:32:42 GMT
------------------------------------ Metamorphosis Sunday, January 28th, 2019 Palais des Sports (Kintélé) Brazzaville, Congo, Africa
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SEGMENT ROUNDTABLE
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{the camera pans through the crowd catching some signs in the stadium “Leviathan Club”, “Pandora is Hope” “if Pooler wins we riot” “we miss Awesome” “You need to leave him Mandi” “BFC 4-EvA”} Rachel Grimes: Hello and welcome to 2019 Metamorphosis pre-show. I’m Rachel Grimes, and I’m happy to be here in the Congo. With me as always is Tyler Jacobs.
{The Camera pans over to Tyler Jacobs} Tyler Jacobs: Hi everyone! It’s an honor to be back after being gone from Diamonds are forever. Rachel Grimes: We have a pretty different Roundtable tonight. Do you want to introduce our guests, Tyler? Tyler Jacobs: Is an intro really necessary? I’m sure they’ll introduce themselves… {Camera pans over to show Rob Diamond and James Gilmore sitting on the other side of Tyler.} James Gilmore: Scope this Roundtable out, dudes and dudettes! Good to be here with you all! Rob Diamond: I’m only here because he made me come. Rachael Grimes: Well, it’s certainly a change having you two here. Shall we get started? Tyler Jacobs: So we have the preshow match with Domi Natrix and Miyoko Oshiro. Who do you think will win? Rachel Grimes: I believe Miyoko has a pretty solid chance against Domi. Domi has never really had the performance that could rival someone like Miyoko. Tyler Jacobs: personally I have to agree. Rob Diamond: Look, I’m gonna be totally honest with you guys. I’ve never heard of either of these ladies but I’m fairly confident I stand a great chance of coming out of this thing as the winner. { We see James Gilmore munching on a local Congolese-inspired snack delicacy with a sly “I just ate all of your cookies” expression on his mug. } James Gilmore: Debuts are hard, this I know too well. That bein’ said, I’m lookin’ forward to seein’ what Miyoko can bring to Imperial as a whole. Rachel Grimes: What -IS- that you’re eating, James?! James Gilmore: Oh, I dunno. Might be French-inspired, might be from some place down the road from here, but this...this is actually quite tasty. Tyler Jacobs: Right, well moving on. Rachel Grimes: Next up we have Mandi Matthews-Bates against Crystal. Who do you think is going to come out on top here? Tyler Jacobs: Honestly, I think Crystal might have this. She’s been pushing herself ever since she was kicked out of the Best Friends Club. I think it’s the kind of motivation one needs to take this moment and run with it. Rachel Grimes: I honestly have to give it to Mandi. She was very impressive in both her matches since she came back to the ring. She might have some personal stuff going on but honestly, I think she has what it takes to really have a good run here. { James puts his snack down and takes a sip from a bottle of green tea. } James Gilmore: As much as I wanna agree with Tyler, and perhaps understandably, ya gotta wonder how long this new Crystal’s gonna last. I want her to do well, no question about it, but...Mandi is fresh-faced and reminds me of the quirky personalities that once sat in the cafeteria with me when I was a kid at school--in a very good way, I’ll add. By just a shade...I’ll pick Mandi. Rob? Rob Diamond: This is a tough call. On the one hand I’ll have already wrestled and won a match tonight but on the other hand it’s Crystal and Steve’s hot wife. I’m gonna have to go with me again. { Rachel and Tyler raise eyebrows as James chuckles under his breath… } James Gilmore: ...pffft, really now!?! Rachel Grimes: ...Alright then. Well, let’s do the next match. The Clergy versus The Methods of Destruction? Thoughts? Tyler Jacobs: I have to give it to The Methods of Destruction. They are a pretty impressive pair even with their new return to the ring. It’s pretty clear they have been well trained and they are dedicated. Rachel Grimes: Personally, I’m going to give it to The Clergy. They have been on a tear lately and I don’t think there is anything that can slow them down. They have been taking care of business left and right. Rob Diamond: While I appreciate both of your opinions I believe you’re both incredibly wrong. James and I are going to step into that ring and show of these teams why we are the future Best Tag Team in the World World Tag Team Champions. { James, looking rather incredulous, picks up a whole green apple from his plate… } James Gilmore: Dude, will ya get serious…!?! { ...before taking a bite, a la Jim Kirk’s mannerisms in the Star Trek movies. } James Gilmore: We ain’t even booked on the darn card! We’re supposed to be talkin’ about the Clergy and Methods of Destruction! My thinkin’ here...is that the Clergy’s got a heckuva lot to fight for given God’s fall, and while I like Jake Keeton’s desire to put a team together with some new bloods, I’m givin’ this one to the Clergy. Tyler Jacobs: Moving along to the Luchadora match between Charity Crowne and Kimberly Jackson. Thoughts? Rachel Grimes: It isn’t often we see a debut in a title match and honestly I have to assume that the reason she is getting one is Kimberly is incredibly talented. I am voting for her. She’s got the fire. Tyler Jacobs: I have to disagree. Charity has handled all comers and certainly shown she has the drive to keep that belt around her waist. Rob Diamond: I’m not gonna lie. I’d love to ride this joke into the ground and say I’m gonna win again but if you wanna win in the bedroom!? Then go to bluechew.com and use the code InFamous and get your first shipment free!!! That’s blue like the color blue. If you need a little extra boost in the bedroom then blue chew is here for you! Rachel Grimes: Uh...What kind of boost? Tyler Jacobs: Don’t ask that Rachel. Please don’t ask that. { James can’t prevent himself from giggling out loud--even as he shakes his head in bemusement. } James Gilmore: Ya know… { The Islander alum tries to munch on his apple, but spits it out by accident due to his laughter. } James Gilmore: Okay...first off, Rob! You’re only here ‘cuz I made you come, ‘cuz this whole Verona “grand conspiracy” thingy was makin’ me blow my load...if ya know what I mean?! { Rachel and Tyler resist the temptation to laugh out loud. } James Gilmore: That bein’ said...as far as the match goes, as I said earlier...debuts are hard. I remember how hard it was for me, takin’ on Spike in my first Imperial match. Kimberley’s got a tall task ahead of her; Charity Crowne is sneaky, wily, and very crafty. Even though the stipulation is sprung at the very last minute, I gotta pick Charity here. Goin’ with the hot hand… Tyler Jacobs: Right, well it’s about time for the preshow match. Rachel Grimes: Here’s to Vasco and Terri at the ring!
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PRE-SHOW MATCH Miyoko Oshiro v Domi Natrix
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Alison Valance: The following Pre-Show match is scheduled for one fall!
Terri Morasco: I can’t express how excited I am for the show tonight. Not only is the card wonderfully stacked but we have two debuts happening tonight. {Domi Natrix is standing in the ring already, stretching.}
Vasco Dias: Domi looks ready to fight out there.
Terri Morasco: It’s been a while since she has been booked that’s for certain. Vasco Dias: How do you think she is going to handle the new member of the rooster that’s booked against her?
Terri Morasco: Well, I hope. {The lights turn off completely and start to pulse red as Smile Bomb by AmaLee starts to blast over over the PA as Miyoko Oshiro appears on the entrance ramp holding a barbed-wire wrapped steel chair with her name on it in Japanese. Miyoko walks down to the ring and when she reaches it she tosses the chair into the ring and climbs up onto the apron and into the ring and climbs up onto the turnbuckle as the announcer speaks} Alison Valance: Now in the ring from Osaka, Japan weighing in at 145 pounds, Miyoko Oshiro.
Terri Morasco: Miyoko is sort of an unknown here but I have heard some things from the back that she has had matches against some of the female members in other promotions.
Vasco Dias: It doesn’t matter how things went in other promotions, all that matters is how things go here.
{Miyoko stands in the ring, sizing up Domi who bounces in place. The ref signals for the bell Miyoko hits Domi with a Running Knee to face. She waits for Domi to try and get up before hitting her with a high head kick knocking her to the mat.}
Terri Morasco: The form she has in incredible!
Vasco Dias: I thought we weren't allowed to say that on TV?
{ Miyoko climbs the ropes before launching into a HAKAI landing on Domi.}
Terri Morasco: I believe this might be it.
Vasco Dias: Domi barely had time to have defense!? { Miyoko goes for the pin 1 2 3!!} Terri Morasco: She did it! Alison Valance: And your winner…. Miyoko Oshiro Vasco Dias: I’m impressed. {Miyoko stands up from the mat with her arm raised.} Terri Morasco: Well that was a fun match. Vasco Dias: Back to you all at the Pre-Show panel!
{As the match between Miyoko Oshiro and Domi Natrix comes to an end, the lights in the Palais De Sports slowly fade to black as the somewhat-familiar strains of "I Remember" by Tristam boom out over the sound system accompanying a view of Nighthawk's IWF highlights. As the video ends, the words "CHICAGO" and "HIGH STAKES" flash on the screen again and again}
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SEGMENT ROUNDTABLE 2
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{the camera comes back to the round table.} Tyler Jacobs: Not only was that match amazing we got the confirmed return of nighthawk when IWF makes it to Chicago. How awesome is that? Rachel Grimes: I for one am excited by that. But let’s keep focused. The next match is for the strong style belt. Andrew Jacobsen vs Dean Harper. What are your thoughts? Tyler Jacobs: This is a hard call. We know the last time these two tangled one on one Andrew knocked Dean out. Think it is possible to happen again. Rachel Grimes: I’m going to have to agree. Maybe with other people in the ring Dean can overcome Andrew but one on one? We have no reason to think this will go any different. { James grabs another piece of the unique snack he had ordered prior to the show and takes a small chomp. } James Gilmore: Eesh...this -is- a toughie. Ya got Dean Harper, primed and ready to bring the ol’ Man of Steel belt back to the Pack, and then ya got Andrew Jacobsen...a Hall of Famer who’s earned his place and then some. Man of Steel Rules means anything goes, anything can happen, and so… { The Islander alum pulls out a quarter and flips it; it lands with the eagle side facing up. } James Gilmore: Tails means Andrew’s my pick. Rob?! Rob Diamond: I’ve never liked Andrew Jacobsen. Tyler Jacobs: Why’s that?? Rob Diamond: Just look at him!? Square jaw. Perfect hair. Clean skin. He’s too perfect! Too pretty! You know there’s something underneath that picture perfect exterior! Something insidious! { Gilmore chuckles. } Rob Diamond: As for Harper, the man gives me a hate boner and for that reason alone I’m going with Dean. Rachel Grimes: Well, that’s certainly a reason. Um, next we have the open weight match between pandora and Ciara. Tyler Jacobs: I’m going to give it to Ciara, she’s unrelenting and willing to go to any means to win. Rachel Grimes: But Pandora has already shown herself to be dedicated and overcome other odds. I don’t think you should undersell her. Rob Diamond: I’m going with the widow of Spike Kane. Tyler Jacobs: Any particular reason? Rob Diamond: Spike didn’t want no scrubs. And this Ciara girl? She’s chasing waterfalls. So in my view Pan is gonna creep-creep her way to victory. Tyler Jacobs: Did you just quote TLC? Rob Diamond: Who? Tyler Jacobs: Nevermind. { James takes a deep breath and closes his eyes; he picks up a stapled set of papers and holds him in front of the camera. } James Gilmore: Okay ladies and gents, dudes and dudettes...what I’m holdin’ right here is a l’il cheat sheet I wrote last night. It’s got a bunch of stuff I wanted to say about the matches, about the competitors, and my predictions. Yet as far as the Ciara-Pandora match goes… { He gives a nod of the head before tossing the papers into a nearby green recycling bin. } James Gilmore: yeah, I’m throwin’ the script out the window. Thing is, Ciara O’Connor has rubbed me the wrong way--and NOT in a strictly professional sense. The problem I’ve got is that she wants to lecture people on acknowledgin’ their flaws and stuff like that, but she goes out there and makes these unfounded, FAKE claims that, somehow, I’m Fiona’s...umm, I don’t wanna say it here ‘cuz I wanna keep things family-friendly. Does Ciara even KNOW the real truth about me and her. If she did, she’d have known that… { James pulls out a red spiral notebook and sets it on the desk. } James Gilmore: ...I’d have been DEAD if it wasn’t for Fiona givin’ me a kick in the butt to TRY and apply myself in this business. I’d have been only a memory had she not given me this notebook to write my true feelin’s about the world around me. Before I started hangin’ with Rob, Fiona was basically the only friend I even HAD in this darn company! { James sighs, trying very hard to keep his mental strength from breaking, before looks at Rob with a respectful expression. } James Gilmore: Now I can honestly say...Rob has joined Fiona as the two best friends a human bein’ can ever have, and we’ve all been through a lot. Ciara wants to talk about flaws; her flaw is that she don’t know SHIT about what real friendship is all about! She don’t know that she wouldn’t even have the platform she’s got now if it wasn’t for people like Rob, Spike, Jessica Reed, Pandora, or Fi pourin’ their hearts and minds into this business--even after personal or professional setbacks have seemingly taken their toll on ‘em! With that in my mind, I don’t simply -want- Pandora to win this match. Nahhh… { He stands up and points to the crowd that has gathered around the desk. } James Gilmore: I guara-BLEEPIN’-tee Pandora Freeman puts a boot up Ciara O’Connor’s ass--and that’s all I’m gonna say about that! { James sits back down and takes another sip from his drink. Rachel and Tyler exchange a look.} Rachel Grimes: Right, well next match on the card is the Extreme Title with Angel Blake versus Jayson Matthews. Thoughts? Tyler Jacobs: This has been building all year. Around this time last year Angel started manipulating Jayson. It even cost him a rematch with Spike Kane for this very title. He has to be prepared and ready to go. Jayson has talked all year about wanting to get back at Angel. This might be his last shot to make it count. I believe in him. I believe he can make it through this and win the title. Rachel Grimes: I hate to disagree but Angel has beaten Jayson every time they’ve faced each other. Angel knows Jayson inside and out. I don’t think he has a chance to surprise him here. Now James, with your notes in the recycling bin... { James pulls out the quarter he used to predict the Jacobsen-Harper match a little while ago. } James Gilmore: ...yeahhh, I look sheepish. Now I get to wing it, and hoo-boy, this is another toughie. Jayson and Angel have been at each other for a long, long time now, ,and I’m pretty sure that the latter will pull out all the stops to get his due vengeance. Angel has beaten Jayson, as Rachael said, in every single match-up they’ve had over the course of...gosh, I’d say a year. This is gonna be a very brutal match, and honestly?! I’m tempted to call for a draw, but since there HAS to be a winner, let’s see what the coin says… { He flips the coin, and it lands on Heads. } James Gilmore: Ah! Jayson’s due to beat Angel, so by that slim margin...Jayson takes it. Talk to me Goose...err, Rob?! Rob Diamond: You seriously made a cheat sheet? { Rob says as he looks at scribbled writing on his forearm. } Rob Diamond: Look, I’ve known Angel Blake for literally my entire career. He’s a bastard. Scratch that. Angel is THE bastard. He’s absolutely the worst human being I have ever had the displeasure of meeting and if he tripped and fell in front of a bus tomorrow morning and died the world would be a better place for it. Tyler Jacobs: So you’re picking Jayson? Rob Diamond: Hell to the no. Jayson doesn’t have a prayer! {Rachael laughs while Tyler shakes his head.} Tyler Jacobs: now we are onto the Dragon’s Den match of the year. I’m honestly surprised management has approved Rowan’s request to use it for her title defense but here we are. Rachel Grimes: Can you honestly say you didn’t expect someone from The Pack to ask for it? I’m just glad it wasn’t Dean. I don’t think I could have watched that. Tyler Jacobs: Who do you expect to win? Rachel Grimes: I hope Jess wins. Ever since her return to the company Rowan has made an example of her. I honestly hope Jess can put Rowan away. Tyler Jacobs: You hope? So you agree Rowan is going to win? Rachel Grimes: I didn’t say that. Tyler Jacobs: Rowan is a nightmare. Being alone with her in that cage? I wouldn’t wish that on anyone. I hate Rowan but you cannot deny she is going to win this. Rachel Grimes: a matter of opinion. And… as James displayed his contempt for people who make Fiona’s life difficult let’s go to Rob for his take on this. Rob Diamond: I’m gonna be real here for the first time tonight. I’m disgusted IWF approved this match. I’m disgusted they allowed anyone from the pack to be in it. And I’m disgusted that anyone would be excited for this. I pray Jess beats Rowan to within an inch of her life if I’m being completely honest. { James takes a deep, solemn breath before shaking his head and mustering a facepalm. } James Gilmore: I...ummm, ya know… { The ex-Islander closes his eyes for a moment, thinking of what he wants to say next. All he can say, however, is… } James Gilmore: J'ai un très mauvais pressentiment à ce sujet … (I have a really bad feeling about this…) { Rachel and Tyler both nod their heads in unison.} Rachel Grimes: I’m sorry, James. James Gilmore: Appreciate it. I’m gonna agree with Rob and go one step further--this match should be banned from wrestlin’ promotions as far as I’m concerned. It sickens me to think that somethin’ like this would happen after the last one took the life of the gentleman who I made my debut against in 2016. To be honest here, I have an EXTRA sense of contempt for those that torture, kidnap, or kill other people in their quest for power--and Rowan is guilty of doin’ that and so much more. That bein’ said, the last thing Fiona texted me before she left--to God knows where ‘cuz I haven’t seen or heard from her since she sent me the message--was about a vision she had about goin’ to places where angels and demons fear to tread. At the end of the vision, it said to her…’she must win.’ { James sighs, along with Rob and company. } James Gilmore: And to this day, I STILL have no idea what it means. I probably will never know what it means. That bein’ said...as dangerous as Rowan is, and how much I love Jessica Reed as a person, I’m gonna have to abstain from makin’ a prediction on this match. ‘Cuz honestly...someone ain’t gonna walk outta the Den alive, and THAT is a very, very, VERY bad feelin’. Tyler Jacobs: that certainly is something to bring up to management. Well, we have the last match on the card. The main event. That triple threat for the men’s world title. Thoughts? Rachel Grimes: I’m going to have to go with Xavier retaining. Tyler Jacobs: Really? Rachel Grimes: He worked his ass off to win Heir to the Throne. He fought Dean multiple times to claim his first world title run. You can’t deny he’s given his all to have this belt. He earned this title and I think it will take a lot to take it from him. Tyler Jacobs: I hear you on that but I have to point out Devlin. Dev has had an uphill battle to get here and considering this time last year people were treating him like he wasn’t a threat and yet here he is. I think he has it in himself to overcome Pooler and Cross. { James and Rob give each other a nod before the former speaks out. } James Gilmore: I ain’t gonna speak for Rob here, but in my professional opinion...WE are gonna be the winners here. It don’t matter if it’s Xavier, Bob, or Devlin...all three of these dudes busted their butts to get here, and we get the satisfaction in knowin’ that this ain’t gonna be about good versus evil, or angels versus demons. This is purely gonna be a case of skill versus skill, as wrestlin’ SHOULD be, and no matter who keeps or wins that trophy...we ALL win. ‘Nuff said, dudes and dudettes!!! Rob Diamond: It’s hard to disagree with little bear over here. This match is going to be awesome. Cross has really ascended. Devlin more than earned his stripes. And Bobby? My Bob brother from another mother? He had an amazing 2018 and if he keeps that momentum going he will have an even better 2019. But I gotta make a pick here and I’m saying Bobo just because it’s high time someone named Robert held the world title! Rachel Grimes: And I’m being told that’s all the time we have. I have another interview to do. Please enjoy metamorphosis everyone! See you next pay per view!
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SEGMENT Interview
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{We Open up backstage and we find Rachel Grimes standing backstage with Mandi Matthews-Bates. Mandi, dressed in her ring gear, tries to smile but she just cries more. She can’t hide her broken heart.}
Rachel Grimes: As were awaiting the start of the show and your match against Crystal Zdunich, I have to ask how are you preparing mentally and emotionally after...well after…
MMB: After I had my heart broken and pretty much humiliated?”
{Mandi tries to stay strong but her emotions make her face wobble.}
MMB: I’m not. I’m not prepared. This sucks Renee...all I know is….I’m done with him.
{Small pop from the audience.}
MMB: Tonight I’m emotionally devastated. But you know what? I’ll deal with all that later. Tonight in that ring when that bell rings, I’m going to handle my anger. As far as I’m concerned, Crystal knew what was going on, since she is best friends with that bitch Zelda Knite! I’m going to show her why secrets don’t make friends. But they do however….get you punched!”
{Mandi wipes the tears from her eyes and glares aggressively as the scene fades.}
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SINGLES MATCH Mandi Matthews-Bates vs Crystal Zdunich
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Terri Morasco: Hello everyone and welcome to Metamorphosis. We got a jam packed show for you.
Vasco Dias: Oh yeah! Let’s get right into the action!
{Umbrella by All Time Low starts rocking the speakers as Mandi Matthews steps out onto the stage, a bit overwhelmed in a good way by all the people and there warm reception. She jams a bit to the music and then she jogs down to the ring as the chorus plays.}
Because when the sun shines we'll shine together Told you I'll be here forever Said I'll always be your friend Took an oath I'ma stick it out 'til the end
{She slides into the ring and jams out the song with the crowd as they chant along.}
Now that it's raining more than ever Know that we'll still have each other You can stand under my umbrella You can stand under my umbrella-ella-ella-ay-ay-ay Under my umbrella-ella-ella-ay-ay-ay
{The music slowly fades as Mandi smiles at the crowd.}
Terri Morasco: You have to wonder where Mandi’s headspace is for this match. Unfortunately her personal life is well documented.
Vasco Dias: That’s What you get when you marry a well known womanizing garbage person. But I bet she’s already using it as an excuse as to why Crystal beats her tonight. Stupidity is not an excuse for failure, Terri.
Terri Morasco: Oh cut it out.
{Meganerd by YTcracker begins to blast all across the speakers as it does so as Crystal makes her way from the back curtain with her wife Seleana Zdunich. Crystal 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 wife. Seleana smiles as she catches them as she claps for her wife.}
Terri Morasco: Crystal Zdunich is no stranger to the game.
Vasco Dias: Tonight her experience is going to show through.
{The bell rings and Mandi explodes like an emotional ball of fire right into Crystal with a fury of right hands. Crystal was not expecting it and she tries to put her arms up but Mandi backs her into the corner. Mandi keeps the flurry going out of anger with rights and lefts and chops and kicks to the midsection. Mandi turns around and screams out of adrenaline and Crystal nails her in the back of the head out of desperation.}
Terri Morasco: Mandi had something going there but she took her eyes off the veteran for a second and she took advantage of it.
Vasco Dias: That’s the experience factor I was talking about Terri. Pure adrenaline is only going to take you so far.
{Mandi tries to shake it off but Crystal grabs her in a headlock, Mandi tries to fight out of it but Crystal hits a couple elbows to the mid section and then goes for the snapmare. Crystal goes for the drop kick but Mandi had it scouted enough and lays down to avoid the drop kick. Mandi sits back up to find Crystal still standing and eats an side kick to the head. Crystal runs and hits a springboard lionsault and she arrogantly goes for the cover. 1..2..Mandi gets her shoulder up. Crystal grabs Mandi and starts dragging her to her feet.}
Terri Morasco: Crystal staying two steps ahead of Mandi.
Vasco Dias: Mandi might just not have her head in the game. All things considered.
{Crystal grabs Mandi by the hair and trash talks her. She yells at Mandi and screams “it’s your fault for marrying a cheater!” and then goes for a Flashing Lights but Mandi ducks it. Crystal spins into a hard forearm shot from Mandi. And another. Mandi goes for an Irish whip but Crystal reverses it and Mandi hits the turnbuckle. Crystal runs in for a splash in the corner but Mandi gets a leg up that catches Crystal in the face. Mandi climbs up to the second rope and goes for a hard double axe handle smash that crosses Crystals eyes as she crumbles to the mat.}
Terri Morasco: Mandi just nailed the Mandi-Capper!
Vasco Dias: She’s going for a cover!
{The ref slides in to count. 1...2...Crystal gets a shoulder up. Mandi pulls Crystal up to her feet but Crystal tries to battle back with a right hand but Mandi blocks and nails her with the Jayson Matthews Experience! Crystal goes down and Mandi heads to the corner and starts begging Crystal to get up.}
Terri Morasco: She’s looking for the Dirty Dancing DDT!
Vasco Dias: This is good!
{Mandi gets a running start and leaps into Crystal almost defying gravity by holding herself up kind of like Dolph Zigglers anti gravity DDT. But before Mandi can complete the move and come down Crystal runs back and they both go tumbling over the top rope.}
Vasco Dias: There goes Crystals experience once again.
Terri Morasco: Smart move to avoid that big time ddt.
{Both girls take a second to get to there feet after the fall but Mandi is up first, and she bounces Crystals head off the barricade. Just then something catches Mandi’s eye. A girl in a purple hoodie!}
Terri Morasco: There’s a girl in a purple hoodie. You don’t think that’s…
Vasco Dias: I cant tell!
{Mandi starts yelling at the girl and goes to punch her but the girl pulls the hood off to reveal just an average fan with an unlucky clothing choice. Mandi tries to apologize but Crystal catches Mandi in the back with a flying knee and Mandi crashes into the barricade. Crystal rolls into the ring with a smirk.}
Terri Morasco: That was just a regular fan. But the distraction cost MMB.
Vasco Dias: I think she hit her head on the wall there. And that’s when the refs count was at six!
{The refs count has reached eight at this point and Mandi tries to pull herself up on wobbly legs. She drops to her knee at nine but dives back into the ring just before ten. Mandi is pretty happy she beat the count but Crystal immediately nails her with the Rock and Roll DDT! She hooks the leg. 1...2...3!!! Crystal celebrates as the ref raises her arm.}
Terri Morasco: Mandi was just too distracted here tonight. I feel for her right now.
Vasco Dias: Yeah well, maybe this time she will finally learn
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TAG TEAM The Clergy v Methods of Destruction
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Alison Valance: The following Tag Team match is scheduled for one fall!
Terri Morasco: This match has been building ever since Open Fight Night when Jake Keeton said he had a tag team that would take on anyone.
{The screen flashes the tweet from a couple months ago of Jake Keeton announcing he had a tag team ready.}
Vasco Dias: It was a bold claim. Things didn’t go the way anyone expected. Then a week later The Clergy attacked The Methods of Destruction during a match. This was always coming to a head.
Terri Morasco: But The Clergy and The Methods of Destruction have come to heads a few times now.
Vasco Dias: And tonight will be no different. The Clergy fight for God where The Methods of Destruction fight for the glory of Jake Keeton. It’s clear who will win.
Terri Morasco: I would not be so sure about that.
{The lights in arena go out as "Interdimensional Summit" by Dimmu Borgir blares throughout the arena. A spot light shines down on the centre of the stage as The Oracle slowly rises from within a fog. Once he has fully risen he steps forward and marches toward the ring to the beat of his music. Before pausing at the foot of the ramp as his music fades out… The crashing opening chords of "Burn in Hell" by Dimmu Borgir sound through the PA, and Uriel Black walks through the curtain, head bowed as he stridently ignores the boos of the crowd. He steps to the head of the ramp, kneeling down, and clasps his hands in prayer, head bowed as the lyrics begin. }
Welcome to the abandoned land Come on in child, take my hand Here there's no work or play Only one bill to pay There's just five words to say as you go down Down Down...
YOU'RE GONNA BURN IN HELL!
{As the words ring out, Uriel springs to his feet, arms wide as he walks down the ramp, bellowing defiantly. As he reaches the Oracle the two of them leap onto the apron, Uriel turning to face the entrance ramp with his arms hooked over the top rope. As The Oracle rolls in under the bottom rope and quickly rises in the centre of the ring throwing his arms out in an homage to his Lord and Savior. After a moment of scanning the crowd, Uriel steps between the ropes, shrugging off his jacket. Uriel tosses it to the side as they both walk to a corner and kneel in prayer once more, waiting for their opponents.}
Alison Valance: At a combined weight of 550 Pounds , Hailing from the House of God! Uriel Black, The Oracle, THE CLERGY!
Terri Morasco: Uriel and Oracle look ready to fight here.
Vasco Dias: And why shouldn’t they be? After everything they have gone through they are not going to allow some jumped up second generation wrestlers take away their dominance.
{JC Keeton steps through the curtain with Spencer Vain walking a few feet behind him. Jake Keeton points towards the ring and the three of them make their way to the ring with Vain and JC sliding into the ring while Jake just watches from the outside. JC and Spencer each mount the turnbuckles and remove their vests before hopping down and handing them off to a ring attendant.}
JAKE KEETON: And the team with Man Made Monster at 6’7’’ weighing at 278 pounds… SPENCER VAIN!
{ Spencer drops down from the turnbuckle smirking.}
JAKE KEETON: And his team mate standing at 6’2’’ JC KEETON!
{JC drops from the turnbuckle stretching and getting a small pop from the crowd.}
JAKE KEETON: Together they are THE METHODS OF DESTRUCTION!
Terri Morasco: I will admit I am still surprised to see Jake Keeton here after all this time.
Vasco Dias: You make it sound like he died. He just retired. People do that from time to time.
{The ref looks between the two teams. Uriel steps between the ropes for his side and JC goes out first for his own. The ref looks between them and signals for the bell. JC runs up and hits Uriel with a Drop Kick.}
Terri Morasco: A strong opening from JC here.
Vasco Dias: You are just saying that because you think JC is attractive.
Terri Morasco: Excuse you? I am a professional.
Vasco Dias: Like you don’t thirst follow him on social media. I know what you are about, Morasco.
{ JC picks Uriel up and strains to do a tiger suplex, he stands back up and goes for another move but Uriel hits him with a Headbutt.}
Terri Morasco: Uriel making a come back.
Vasco Dias: As he should be!
{ Uriel picks JC up and hits him with a Powerslam throwing him down. JC gets back to his feet moving away from Uriel and then hitting him with another Drop Kick. Uriel gets back up with a smirk, shaking his head at JC. Uriel hits JC with a Short-arm clothesline.}
Vasco Dias: Uriel is dominating JC here.
Terri Morasco: Are we not doing phrasing anymore?
{JC staggers back to his feet and hits Uriel with a Gravedigger.}
Vasco Dias: JC trying to take advantage here.
{JC goes for the pin 1 Oracle drags him off of Uriel.} Vasco Dias: The Clergy look out for each other. They have a mission. A goal.
Terri Morasco: It is impressive how in sync they are.
{JC turns on Oracle, ready to fight him but Uriel hits him with a Deliverance. Then goes to the corner Oracle is waiting and tags him in.}
Terri Morasco: Oracle is now in the match.
Vasco Dias: Yes! Yes! Yes!
{Oracle grabs JC and hits him with an Overhead Scoop Slam. JC rolls slightly using the ropes to get back to his feet, breathing a little hard, he goes and hits Oracle with a Spinning Uppercut.}
Vasco Dias: JC is looking to be running low on his stamina here.
Terri Morasco: I don’t think you give him enough credit, Vasco. He isn’t out of steam yet.
Vasco Dias: You might be right. If some of the clips on twitter I’ve seen are to be believed
Terri Morasco: Oh my God Vasco.
{JC takes a moment to breathe before being blind tags by Spencer.}
Terri Morasco: Spencer in the match now!
{JC seems irate but Spencer steps through the ropes and waves him off.} Terri Morasco: Spencer is looking out for his team mate here.
Vasco Dias: So you admit he was looking tired.
{With a smile, Spencer motions Oracle forward, Oracle comes for him and he hits him with a Spinning Heel Kick. He bounces once before hitting the other man with a head kick.}
Terri Morasco: Spencer had a lot of good forms here. If he can keep Oracle and Uriel separated and down he might have a chance to beat them.
Vasco Dias: Not going to happen. Keep dreaming, Terri.
{ Looking at JC before going for a Switch Flying Knee Spencer grins, and hits Oracle. He hits him with a kick to the ribs.}
Vasco Dias: What good does he really think that is going to do?
Terri Morasco: Beating Oracle?
{Spencer goes for the pin 1 2 KICK OUT!}
Vasco Dias: HA! You thought!
{Oracle hits Spencer with a Big Time Throat Jab.} Vasco Dias: Oracle is going to make Spencer pay for thinking he could over come The Clergy.
Terri Morasco: Spencer has more gas in the tank. This isn’t even over yet.
{ Oracle picks Spencer up but Spencer kicks him in the chest dropping them both to the mat.}
Terri Morasco: Spencer is fighting to keep this match going.
Vasco Dias: He’s being stupid is what he’s doing.
{Spencer gets up first and kicks Oracle in the head again.}
Vasco Dias: That isn’t going to save you.
Terri Morasco: It just might, Vasco. Watch him work.
{Spencer moves back to get some room for his next move when suddenly Oracle hits him with a spear knocking him into the ropes and knocking JC off the apron.}
Terri Morasco: oh no! JC!? Is he alright?
Vasco Dias: I’m sure he’s fine.
{Oracle moves across the ring and tags Uriel in. Uriel grins and with a Running knee to the head of the seated Spencer against the turnbuckle. Spencer drops to the mat. Uriel drags him away from the turnbuckle.}
Terri Morasco: That looked painful.
Vasco Dias: Extremely.
{ Oracle and Uriel make eye contact.}
Terri Morasco: Oh no. What are they planning? I don’t like the look of this.
Vasco Dias: Yes! This is going to be amazing!
{Uriel tags Oracle in, before the two do IN THE NAME OF THE LORD knocking Spencer around like a rag doll.}
Terri Morasco: This can’t be good for Spencer.
{ Oracle goes for the pin 1 2 3!!}
Terri Morasco: I…Oh wow.
Alison Valance: And the winners… THE CLERGY!!!
Vasco Dias: I knew this was how it was going to end. Look at those two together! They are unstoppable!!
{Oracle gets off of Spencer as Uriel enters the ring. Uriel puts a hand on Oracle’s shoulder, clearly saying something to him before they raise their hands in the air as their theme plays loudly.}
Terri Morasco: The Clergy are certainly seeming to have a pretty decent winning streak since they became a tag team.
Vasco Dias: You can’t deny the Charisma they have together.
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LUCHADORA MATCH Charity Crowne (c) vs Kimberly Jackson
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Alison Valance: The following Luchadora match is scheduled for one fall!
Terri Morasco: The wheel of the Luchadora Match was spun during the commercial break and the decision was on a tables match.
Vasco Dias: The rules of a table match are fairly simple, whoever puts the other person thru the table first wins.
{The camera pans to the stack of tables near ringside waiting to be used.} Terri Morasco: It will be something to see. The Luchadora title has been defended in normal matches, Extinction Event, Straight Jacket, Street fight and an “I Quit” match. Vasco Dias: As well as the first ever Last Rites match..
Terri Morasco: Of course. It has been a pretty impressive time to compete for the Luchadora championship belt. { The solemn beginning of "Roots" by In This Moment hits the pa with strobe lighting. Once the song kicks into gear Kimberly Jackson steps out through the curtain, throwing some fists before double pumping to some pyro. She struts down the entrance ramp and rolls in under the bottom rope, jumping to her feet and throw a jab/cross combo at the hard camera. } Alison Valance: Standing at 5’7’’ and weighing in at 130 pounds from Los Angeles, California… KIMBERLY JACKSON!
Terri Morasco: Kimberly gets to debut in a match against Charity Crowne for a championship opportunity. It’s very impressive to see that happen. She has been trained in MMA and at The Wrestling Factory by Nighthawk.
Vasco Dias: Doesn’t matter what she learned or who trained her. While this is an honor you cannot disregard the uphill battle this match is going to be.
{"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’’ and weighing in at 130 pounds from Kensington, London, England… Simply Flawless and current Luchadora Champion… CHARITY CROWNE!
Terri Morasco: Charity is looking pretty confident here.
Vasco Dias: And why shouldn’t she? She is the longest reigning Luchadora Champion! She’s survived a street fight with Dawn slash Arc Angel Michael. She is the queen we deserve!
{Charity unstraps the Luchadora belt and hands it to the ref. The ref lifts it up to the cheers from the crowd. He then shows it to Kimberly who nods before he passes it to the time keeper.}
Terri Morasco: This has to be a pretty impressive honor for Kimberly to get her debut in a title match. That rarely happens.
Vasco Dias: Ethan King got it once. { The ref signals for the bell and both women slip out of the ring and grab a table tossing them both into the ring before coming back into the ring looking at each other.}
Terri Morasco: They both had the same idea when it came to how to start this match.
Vasco Dias: Of course they did. You can’t win a table match without breaking a table. You need a table in the ring to win.
{Charity pops up and hits Kimberly with a Leaping headscissors takedown knocking her down. She takes the table Kimberly brought into the ring and sets it in one of the corners. Before she can setup the second table Kimberly gets a hold of her and hits her with a German suplex.}
Vasco Dias: Charity being flawless in her moves here. Even if Kimberly has the advantage right now you can tell Charity is planning what to do next.
Terri Morasco: It doesn’t honestly look that good for Charity, Vasco.
{Kimberly moves and sets the second table up near the center of the ring.}
Vasco Dias: Now two tables are set up. This will be interesting to see which one will break first.
{Kimberly grabs Charity and hits her with a Belly to Belly suplex into the standing second table. Charity hits hard and rolls off the table, wincing in pain.}
Vasco Dias: You can’t do that! Charity Crowne is an international treasure!!
Terri Morasco: Way not to be biased Vasco.
{Kimberly moves around the table to follow Charity as she tries to keep her distance.}
Terri Morasco: Charity is on the run here.
Vasco Dias: Strategic retreat. A very smart idea. Wonderfully thought out.
{Kimberly grabs Charity by the leg but Charity kicks her back, knocking her into the table. Kimberly gets up, going after Charity again.}
Vasco Dias: Yes! Kick her again charity!
Terri Morasco: You’re hopeless.
{ Charity hits Kimberly with a Reverse roundhouse kick, knocking the other girl into the table.}
Terri Morasco: Charity on the offensive again.
{ Charity grabs Kimberly and hits her with a Hair pull backbreaker and tosses her into the table in the corner.} Terri Morasco: Charity is not letting up on Kimberly.
Vasco Dias: Why should she? She is the Luchadora champion and the simply flawless member of the female division. She has no reason to have pity on anyone for any reason. { Charity grabs Kimberly up off the mat and hits her with a Thrust spinebuster into the table.}
Terri Morasco: Charity continuing her assault.
Vasco Dias: These tables sure are withstanding the beating these two women have put them through.
{ Kimberly hits Charity with a palm strike to get a moment to breath.}
Vasco Dias: Boo! I say Boo!
Terri Morasco: Kimberly clearly has some ring awareness. It’s clear Nighthawk’s training has not gone a miss here with Kimberly.
{Kimberly charges Charity and hits her with an Orange Crush Bomb into the second table.}
Vasco Dias: Ugh. I thought with Nighthawk gone I wouldn’t have to see that again. And how dare she use it against Charity? How DARE she?!
{Charity slides off the table but Kimberly strikes her back into it with her hands, striking her again and again bouncing Charity back into the table in the corner over and over again.}
Vasco Dias: Kimberly has the Crowne Jewel trapped! Someone get in there and save her!
Terri Morasco: It’s a wrestling match, Vasco. I think Charity Crowne can handle this.
{ Charity drops down causing Kimberly to hit the table with her hand and move back, shaking her hand.}
Terri Morasco: Quick thinking from Charity there.
Vasco Dias: That’s our queen! Terri Morasco: Queen? Are you serious?
Vasco Dias: Did I stutter?
{Charity stands up, picking up the table from the corner and hitting Kimberly with it into the second table.}
Vasco Dias: Yes! By hitting Kimberly with both tables she is almost guaranteeing that one of them will break on her.
Terri Morasco: Bold of you to assume that would work, honestly.
{ Charity staggers slightly and hits Kimberly again with it before dropping the table.}
Terri Morasco: see? The tables are not going to break that way.
{ Charity hits Kimberly with a Coronation before rolling off the table, clearly frustrated by how it’s still intact.} Terri Morasco: Charity is losing patience here.
Vasco Dias: Who made these tables? How dare they make the Crowne Jewel work for this victory that is so rightfully hers. { Kimberly strains to get up and hits Charity with a Northern light's suplex.}
Terri Morasco: Nice form on Kimberly. She clearly knows what she is doing and is not letting the pain effect her.
Vasco Dias: Cheating more like. Everyone feels pain.
{ Charity tries to get away from Kimberly by moving under the table but Kimberly follows her.}
Vasco Dias: Run Charity! Run!
Terri Morasco: I thought it was a strategic retreat?
{ The two grapple but Kimberly tosses Charity over the table, the Luchadora champion rolls.}
Terri Morasco: Charity is having a hard time.
{ Kimberly shakes her head, moving to get closer but Charity pops up and hits her with a DIAMONDS CUTTER into the second table, smashing it in half as Kimberly crashes through it.} Alison Valance: Your winner and still Luchadora Champion… CHARITY CROWNE! Vasco Dias: Yes! Yes! Yes! Terri Morasco: Kimberly had a good match if that had gone just a little differently we might have had a new champion. Vasco Dias: Don’t be bitter, Terri. {Charity Crowne leans over the rope and takes the belt into her hands, lifting it into the air with a smirk. Kimberly sits up, rubbing her head as Charity stands on the ropes displaying the belt proudly.} Terri Morasco: Well, next up we have a pretty intense match coming up. Vasco Dias: We will return after these messages.
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SINGLES MATCH StrongStyle Championship Dean Harper vs Andrew Jacobsen(c)
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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for MAN OF STEEL RULES and is for the STRONGSTYLE CHAMPIONSHIP
{Lights go to black, leaving the arena in dark silence for a few moments before the dark, rhythmic pulses of the beginning of Hand that Feeds by Nine Inch Nails begins to surge through the arena. Lights flash randomly through the arena, and soon flashes of some of the most savage moments of Dean's career flash in flickering effect on the 'tron. Finally, a single white spotlight shines down in the centre of the stage, where Dean is crouching as he shifts side to side along with the music, hoodie and leather jacket open to show a bare chest underneath. He smiles up at the camera, eyes alight with a savage mania before he leaps to his feet, the motion bringing a massive flash as every light in the arena flares. He holds that position for a few moments, fist raised in the air before sprinting down to ringside. He leaps up onto the Apron, vaulting over the top rope and flipping into a roll that carries him to the opposite side of the ring, where he catches himself in the ropes and lounges amongst them almost casually, bobbing his head along with the music. With the help of the ropes, he shrugs off the hoodie and jacket before sliding back into the ring, tossing the removed clothing into the crowd. He takes a slow turn, arms wide as he takes in the reaction from the crowd, before cracking his neck and settling into his corner.}
Alison Valance: Entering the ring, the challenger standing at 6’2” weighing in at 200 pounds and hailing from the Pack Compound, DEAN HARPER.
Terri Morasco: Andrew Jacobsen putting the match very much in Dean Harper’s Wheelhouse with Man of Steel Rules meaning the match can only be contested to knock out or Tap out
Vasco Dias: He says he’s unbreakable, time to test the theory.
{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, Title about his waist, 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 Passing the Belt over to the ref.}
Alison Valance: Now in the ring, your IWF STRONGSTYLE CHAMPION Standing at 6’2” weighing in at 235 pounds from Minneapolis, Minnesota ANDREW JACOBSEN!
Terri Morasco: Here’s the Champion, in what’s going to be an eagerly anticipated contest.
Vasco Dias: Dean’s looking ready to tear him apart.
{The Bell rings and Dean starts by closing on Andrew stopping short as Andrew tries to drop low and the pace stalls just a bit before AJ and Dean, actually lock up, and Aj is instantly walking Dean back towards the corner.. even as Dean uses athleticism and momentum to drop back and to the side whipping AJ Into the Turnbuckle, or he would if AJ didn’t stop him mid arc and pull him up, Dean Changes momentum mid pull to make it a normal Arm a drag that has the same effect. AJ flips back first into the turn buckle and rolls out quickly after as Dean pops up to his feet vaulting over the top rope to run at AJ and dive on him from the apron laying in punches on him as they pile to the outside!}
Terri Morasco: Dean taking things to his wheel house straight off the bat.
Vasco Dias: Of course! Master tactician!
{Dean Indeed cracks Aj with a few good shots, walking him up the side of the ring to bounce his head off the post, ring apron and barrier even as he clambers up on the Apron again to deliver a running Penalty kick to Aj! Dropping down he walks to pick up Apron and rolls him into the ring, waving off the Refs attempts at counting. And with a few more stomps and kicks works AJ into the corner, standing him up and going for an Irish Whip, AJ Reverses and as Dean runs for the other corner he elevates himself to Vault over what he thinks is an incoming AJ, an he’s Partially right but AJ has this scouted and Lands a LIGHTS OUT Superkick sending Den Sprawling to the Mat as Aj walks away and the Ref starts counting.}
Terri Morasco: Oh my god! And just like that Andrew Takes control!
Vasco Dias: It’s just a Ploy by Dean..
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{Dean starts to stir, much to Aj’s shock a hand swiping at the air and touching at the bottom rope}
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{Dean grabs the bottom rope and rolls, still clearly out of it to his feet on the outside of the ring shaking himself off and AJ looks to the sky and rolls out to go right at Dean Picking him up and Dean hits AJ with a defensive head-butt that has more effect on Dean than it does AJ, and AJ catches an incoming kick to hit a Dragon screw , picking Dean up to send him into the ring .Stomping away himself before he picks up Dean again to hit another Dragon Screw but stands up keeping a hold of the leg to turn himself and Dean over into a Single Leg Boston Crab in the middle of the ring!}
Terri Morasco: Look at the Torque Being generated by Jacobsen!
Vasco Dias: Dean! No!
{AJ Sits back, and Dean sits up with a shake of his head as if saying no, The Ref asks him again and Dena Can be clearly heard to actually shout “HARDER DADDY!”, The makes Aj briefly sit back before releasing the hold and Dean seems to have woken up from the hold, because he rolls forwards himself a bit and pushes himself up slapping his own face a little and looking at AJ with a smile and a wink before Aj move towards Dean at speed to get his advantage back only for Dean to fall back and Suplex Aj into the Turnbuckles! Rolling away to stand up himself slowly}
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{Aj pulls himself up Slowly and Dean launches himself towards the Ropes and trying to Connect with a DOWN IS UP but Aj Catches Him as Dean wriggles and slips out the back as the tow clash again with Punches and AJ is quick to roll Dean with a arm drag, Den fires back to bunce up and hit a Franken Steiner as Aj rolls to the apron and starts to Stand and Dean limps up to standing before charging at AJ as he stands to hit a DESCENT INTO HELL but Dean can’t land as clean and normal due to the lan and it’s debatable who comes worse off in the landing both down.}
Terri Morasco: Dean sacrifices himself to get one up!
Vasco Dias: Yas! Dean!
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{They both stand up! Slowly and on wobbly Legs!}
Terri Morasco: The Tenacity of both these Stars!
Vasco Dias: Ok..This is good..
{The two guys start to exchange groggy shot, Dena firing Punches, and AJ Firing off Cops, as they come back to some semblance of life, AJ Ducks under a punch and tries to German Suplex Dean, who flips out and stumbles back on the leg before something seems to snap into Dean’s beaning as AJ Turns around And He connects with a Hard DANCE THE SPIRAL kicking AJ but also bouncing his head off the Turn buckle post as he does so , AJ collapses to the floor and Dean holds his knee as he stays down as the Ref counts}
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{Dean manages to limp up to his feet using the bottom rope as support}
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9!! 10!! {Dean smiles a bit to himself as his music hits maybe in justification, maybe in some other reason known only to himself and the Belt is handed to him, He doesn’t linger to celebrate limping towards the back with the Belt smiling at each little sensation of pain that shoots through him as doctors and other personnel attend to the slowly stirring AJ Danielle at his side looking concerned}
Terri Morasco: Dean Did it He got the belt!!
Vasco Dias: Never Any doubt.
Alison Valance: Here is your Winner and NEW STRONGSTYLE Champion!! DEAN HARPER!
{As Dean walks past Andrew, however, the now-former champion reaches out, grabbing at his waistband. Dean stops abruptly, looking back, and Andrew drags himself up by that tenuous grip. He manages to force himself to his feet, looking Dean in the eyes, and gets out a struggled sentence.}
Andrew Jacobsen: You beat me. He didn't. What's that say?
{With that, Andrew collapses back to a seated position, leaving a confused Harper to resume his walk up the ramp as the EMTs tend to the fallen Jacobsen with concern.}
------------------------------------ SEGMENTBig Wish Winner
------------------------------------ {We open up on a video playing on the IWF-Tron. The feed shows Rachel Grimes Standing next to Jess Fowler in Fowler’s office.}Rachel Grimes: Ladies and gentlemen. I’m standing here next to Acting CEO Jess Fowler and we are about to find out the winner of the IWF Big Wish Contest!! As you may or may not have known, the IWF created a contest to its fans and the winner would get one big wish that the IWF just could not ignore. Isn’t that right, Jess? {Jess nods and smiles with pride. He stands up from his chair and walks around to the front to address the camera.}Jess Fowler: That’s right. You fans are the lifeblood of our great company and this is definitely our way of giving back. One lucky fan will win the chance to wish for one thing. Whatever their hearts desire, within the realm of my power of course. You want to hang out with Andrew Jacobsen? It’s done. Train with Nighthawk? He’d be happy to teach you some things. Drink a beer with Rob Diamond? Only if you're of age of course. Do you want a specific match? Jayson Matthews verse Devlin Raine in a ladder match? I’ll book it. Do you want to make a new title? Or even a “pair of new titles”? {Jess and Rachel glance at each other and smile.}Jess Fowler: Then that’s what we will do. Whatever the lucky winner asks for. Tonight we have the winner selected.” {Rachel smiles and hands Jess the envelope. Jess slowly tears open the package and reads the name.}Jess Fowler: It’s Ten year old Tommy Richter. We are going to fly him and his family out to Monday Night Sacrifice next week so he can reveal his wish to the world. Rachel Grimes: WOW! That is so cool. Tommy Richter from Wisconsin, congratulations! You are the Big Wish Winner! Find out next week on Sacrifice what he wishes for! {They both smile as the scene fades away and we’re back at ringside with Terri and Vasco.}Terri Morasco: That lucky fan will get whatever he wants. Vasco Dias: I hope he wishes for some better commentary chairs. I need to get ahold of that kid. Terri Morasco: oh would you stop? ------------------------------------ OPEN WEIGHT MATCH:Pandora FHK (c) V Ciara O’Connor ------------------------------------ Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL and if for the OPENWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP {As the opening notes of ‘Run for your Life’ by K. Flay begins to play the lights dull around only showing the entrance ramp.}“Don't count me out
Just 'cause I'm down
Boy, I've been down before
Fate has a way of playing games
And I've been keeping score
They tried to tell me I was lost in the forest
Like a cub with no mother when I actually was where I wanted.”{Ciara O’Connor steps out onto the ramp with a self-satisfied smirk as she walks down to the ring, spinning once. She climbs onto the apron, sitting sideways with one leg behind her and one in front of her. She smiles at the crowd before leaning forward and grabbing her leg before rolling under the rope into the ring. She rolls to her knees with her arms spread as the lights go up in the arena.}Alison Valance: Entering the ring, the challenger standing at 5’6” and weighing in at 135 from Dublin, Ireland Ciara O’Connor! Terri Morasco: Here we see our challenger, intense look in her eyes, will it be enough? Vasco Dias: She’s a shit kicker Morasco, Rainbow Brite doesn’t stand a chance.. {The lights dim, Even as the Intro to the song helps to light up UV the intro strains of "Showdown" start to play and the words start to play as Pandora rises from under floor the entrance, head lowered hands behind her back. "It's been such a long time coming I'd thought you'd understand That's over, hate of the last Will be joining in the sand But it's simple you were wrong You must have known that we didn't not belong I know you thought I'd sold my soul But you never told me to my face I just had to let you go And blow this shit away Here we go again"As the song kicks in fully Pan seems to explode out bouncing down the ramp lit up like a Christmas tree before mounting the apron with a full side to side apron knee slide that ends in her standing to vault over the top rope and bouncing to the beat smiling like a lunatic.}Alison Valance: Entering the ring, Standing at 5’6” and weighing in at 160 the OPENWEIGHT Champion PANDORA FREEEEEEEEEEEEMAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNN. Terri Morasco: Pandora bouncing around the ring, does she ever stop?! Vasco Dias: She will when O’Connor knocks out her teeth. {Pandora hands the Belt off to the ref who holds it up even as she bounces a bit on the spot rolling her wrists a bit as Ciara just stares at the Belt before the ref makes the gesture and…}DING{Pandora charges directly out of the corner, even as Ciara steps forwards to try and hit a Bel Na Bleath! Pan beads backwards just in time as the kick sils over her arching Body and Pan straightens up to rebound off the Ropes and launching herself to turn only for Ciara to catch Pandora Mid-air with ONE FOR THE MURPHYS Ciara rounds to Cover Pandora who also springs up to her Feet and Nails he back with a FHK RUSH! Gripping at her chest a moment shaking off the attack as Ciara rolls out of the ring and Pandora gets up shortly after and charges at the ropes but does not Tope over them as Ciara Ducks instead catching the top rope to end up on her feet on the Apron before launching herself off it in a flat run to connect with a TANK GIRL to the floor as she gets up and pumps herself up. Gesturing to the crowd}Terri Morasco: look at the blistering Pace we started with! Vasco Dias: I don’t think she can keep this up, she ate a good shot from Ciara! {Pan turns back to Ciara who grips her shorts and pulled her head first into the Turnbuckle Post before getting up and starting to Stamp and kick Panorda even before she’s down to the floor she takes a moment to roll back into the ring to break the count and sits Pandora up against the ringside Barriers where the Crowd boos at her and for every insult or countered argument Ciara gives, she also gives Pandora a hard kick to the Chest or Head, breaking up the count every now and then as she does so.}Terri Morasco: That’s blatant cheating! C’mon Ref! Vasco Dias: Outside is fair game Morasco, you know that. {Ciara’s gives a few more kicks Standing Pandora up and resting her against the post before stepping up to measure her up and signal for the Uprising … Pandora drops to her ass as Ciara kicks and collects a Shinful of steel for her troubles before the Rainbow Ravess rises up to roll Ciara into the ring instead of Covering the woman she instead locks in the LAMENT CONFIGURATION}Terri Morasco: We haven’t seen Pandora use this move in some time and right after that huge misstep by Ciara, working the manage the woman has done to her own legs! Vasco Dias: Such Barbarism by Freeman! She should be ashamed! {Pandora rises up putting as much pressure as she can on the legs as Ciara scrambles for the Ropes Pandora adjusting her position a little before dropping back into the Body scissors and adding an addition twist on the hold by starting to twist at Ciara’s Ankle Ciara’s face lights up in Pain as she very quickly Taps, Pan releases the hold the minute the bel goes and bounces up as her music hits and Pan collects her belt}Alison Valance: Here is your winner and STILL OPENWEIGHT CHAMPION Pandora Freeman! ------------------------------------ SEGMENTBeing Infamous: Test your might
------------------------------------ ~RECORDED ON JANUARY 25, 2019~{ We find James Gilmore and Rob Diamond in the middle of a vast plain, out in the middle of nowhere, as they continue their search for Roberto Verona. They soon spot a deteriorating farmhouse off in the distance, flanked on both sides by large oak trees. One of those trees, as the Islander alum would soon discover, is merely a hollow cover to hide an entrance to an underground tornado bunker. James looks down at Hannah’s neat handwriting, on a small index card, and nods his head. }James Gilmore: Looks like this is the place, dude… Rob Diamond: This is… { Rob squints his eyes as he looks around. }Rob Diamond: Farrrrrrrr less posh than I was expecting. James Gilmore: Maybe it’s nicer on the inside? Rob Diamond: Sorta like the TARDIS? James Gilmore: Yes? { Rob nods his head as the two men head toward the secret entrance to Verona’s lair. Rob searches for a button or something to open it up. James looks up, noticing a pull-chain suspiciously hanging from the low ceiling. }James Gilmore: Hrmmm, I wonder what this is dude… { James tugs on the chain, and suddenly the door opens up in front of them. He peers inside, noticing a small staircase that leads further down the bunker. }James Gilmore: Steady on… { They inch cautiously down the staircase, eventually approaching a partially open door; tip-toeing through its threshold, they soon find themselves inside what appears to be a state-of-the-art training dojo, complete with mat and the latest equipment. James looks around the area, noting the silent ambience. }James Gilmore: It’s a l’il too quiet in here…I dunno, man. I don’t like the looks of this… { Rob gets a crazy look in his eyes. }Rob Diamond: Aliens... { James couldn’t help but chuckle as he takes a look at the surroundings. }James Gilmore: Ummm, ya know somethin’...judgin’ by how this joint looks in relation to the proximity of certain things, if Verona wanted to spring a trap he’d prolly do it right about-- { Without warning, the lights come on as James and Rob find themselves staring at a pair of muscle-bound, men looking spiffy in their black uniforms, taking up fighting positions. In his mind, only one phrase summed up the situation at hand… }“Test your might.” James Gilmore: Dude, we’ve got bogies! Rob Diamond:Likely reptilian infantry stationed to protect the queen! { Rob lunges at one of the large body guards who deftly bats him away like a fly while Gilmore stiffens up ready for a fight. }Roberto Verona: Enough! { Another row of lights come on revealing Roberto Verona sat at the head of long oak table. Rob pulls himself up with a helping hand from James. }. James Gilmore: Well, well...Miss Hannah Reed said we’d find ya down here. What the heck is up with ya, huh?! Secret bunkers, safe houses...this is the last place I’d ever find a multi-billionaire Hall of Famer dude. Roberto Verona: Where do you think multi-billionaires go when they’re presumed dead? Walmart? { James cautiously steps up to the table, noting the twin bodyguards. }James Gilmore: We’ve been lookin’ all over for ya. Imperial’s in a bit of a fix thanks to that demon lady and her minions, and...welp, we’ve been lookin’ all over for ya. Rob Diamond: Hold up little bear. { Rob eyes Roberto suspiciously. }Rob Diamond: How do we know you aren’t a shape shifting reptilian piece of scum posing as Roberto Verona!? { James literally face palms but Roberto straightens up with a smirk. }Roberto Verona: I could ask you the same question, Mr. Diamond. Assuming that is who you are. How else could you have found me without links to some sort of secret organisation? Or perhaps access to some sort of alien technology? { Rob squints. }.Rob Diamond: Touché. James Gilmore: Scuse my ill tempered friend. There was a ancient aliensathon on this weekend. Roberto Verona: That explains a lot actually. What it doesn’t explain is what you two are doing here. Rob Diamond: Where the hell have you been Verona!? We got people getting lit on fire! We got exorcisms left, right and center! We got honest yo goodness religious types preaching their insidious message to the youth! And… { Rob legitimately chokes up for a moment. }Rob Diamond: We got legends cut down in their prime in the center of YOUR ring. { Roberto straightens his finely pressed suit as he stands from the table and makes his way over to Rob and James. }Roberto Verona: I am truly sorry for you loss, Rob. I know how close you and Spike were. And please forgive how harsh this is going to sound but why is it you’re seeking my help now? The Pack and the Age of Gods were running roughshod for months, I warned everybody about them and did you listen? Did anybody other than my immediate family give a damn that I could have been dead? Why should I care when it became quite clear nobody else did? { James plopped himself down on a chair and cleared his throat. }James Gilmore: Why should you care?! That ain’t the attitude of a man who once told me, before a match you and I had durin’ last year’s Heir to the Throne, that you were a symbol...a symbol of everything this company stood for. You once said that the reputation of this company and its employees was based around the over-arcin’ desire to ensure that people got what they paid to see--whether it was through you bein’ there or the bookin’ of the programs themselves. { The Islander alum pauses for a moment to catch his breath. }James Gilmore: You even told me...that there wasn’t no time for ‘off days,’ that ya had to be in top form every week--otherwise ya get your butt questioned! You also believed...that I was meant to be a viable asset, that you brought me into the joint ‘cuz you saw somethin’ about me nobody else did. You wanted me to keep on applyin’ myself...that’s why I’m here with Rob in the first place. { James closed his eyes. }James Gilmore: Now look what’s goin’ on. Demon Lady wants to fight one of your most cherished assets in the very match that took the life of the gentleman who helped get my time in Imperial off to a rollin’ start. My friend Fiona...only God knows where she is and if she’ll EVER get her mojo back. You’ve got a bunch of other mean chicks--under the guise of friendship--that caused another nice gal to have a miscarriage ‘cuz they wanted to be the arbitrary executioners after thinkin’ SHE started this whole Pack mess with the first exorcism and all that junk. Team Free Will is sittin’ on their butts contemplatin’ a strategy...right now, it’s a heckuva pickle that needs cleanin’ up. And ya can’t just up and run away from the company you’ve built and watch as it burns to the darn ground! Roberto Verona: Are you finished? { James looks at Verona. }Roberto Verona: You’re right, James. I am a symbol of everything the company stood for. Past tense. The Pack and the Age of Gods embarked on their little war of destruction and let me ask you this… who did anything to stop them? I was left to carry the legacy of the company by myself whilst the rest of the roster scattered away like selfish cowards desperate to pick up the scraps. I mean, look at the pair of you. Why are you even here? Because you want me to come back and fix all of your problems. Again. James Gilmore: Now hold on a… Roberto Verona: No. You hold on, James. It’s long since been time that my employees learned to unite and fight against tyranny together, it isn’t my fault that all of you are too busy fighting amongst yourselves to restore balance to the roster. I’m sick and tired of being the plaster you want to put on a bullet wound. I suggest you learn to deal with these problems yourselves instead of begging for corporate hand outs. { Rob takes a step forward. }Rob Diamond: Listen here asshat. Roberto Verona: *sighs*Rob Diamond: We’re not here to ask for a corporate hand out. We’re here to tell you James and I, Being Infamous, we’re taking a stand against all these Linda Blair wannabes who ran your rich ass out of your own company. And James here, he wanted to come find you. Find out what happened to you. And offer you the chance to stand with us and take back the IWF! James Gilmore: Ya darn right. Rob Diamond: But ya know what Bertie? Kiis our grits. IWF don’t need you. We certainly don’t need you. So stay here in your little fall out shelter far away from the war you’re too goddamn scared to fight and watch as James and I kick some heretic ass. { Rob spins on his heels and abruptly starts to walk away. James nods in approval before turning away from Roberto and heading off behind Rob. Roberto slowly slumps back down into his chair and lets out a long sigh as we fade to black. }------------------------------------ EXTREME RULES Extreme ChampionshipJayson Matthews vs Angel Blake(c) ------------------------------------ Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the IWF EXTREME CHAMPIONSHIP! {The drum fill kicks in the door and the guitar riff of 311’s Perfect Mistake starts blasting over the PA system.}“Listen Up!” {The arena lights start changing from orange to black on the beat and Jayson Matthews comes bouncing from behind the curtain and head banging to the riff. He jams to the verse as he starts to walk down the ramp, slapping fives with as many fans as he can on either side. }This is the next stage, we turn the page We're gonna wreck a place when we take the stage Roll up your sleeves, get down with me It's going off in the pit like you wouldn't believe Allison Valance: Introducing the challenger, weighing in at 200 pounds, hailing from Detroit, Michigan.……JAYSON MATTHEWS! {Jayson stands at the end of the ramp and stares into the ring and he starts to bounce up and down and hypes himself up and as soon as the chorus hits he dives into the ring forward rolls onto his feet and runs over to the side opposite the ramp and leans over the ring While the lights strobe orange and black.}“Ohhhhhhhhhh See in it my eyes Hold it in my hands All those days that you wasted away There was no one to blame It's a perfect mistake {He hops up on the turnbuckle and points to the crowd with his other hand. Thanking the fans for the cheers..}Vasco Dias: Let me ask you something Terri, is tonight the night we see Jayson Matthews finally defeat Angel Blake? Terri Morasco: Jayson has come up short in literally every single one of their encounters over the last year… It’s hard for me to say it’s going to be different tonight but you never know. Vasco Dias: Wrong answer. Angel is going to continue his winning ways and quite possible finish Jayson off once and for all. Terri Morasco: I hope you’re wrong. { The arena goes black as flames erupt in a circle at the center of the stage. Korn's "Black is the Soul" roars throughout the arena as Angel Blake slowly rises from the flames. Behind him on the Imperitron in deep purple lettering is the word "LEVIATHAN". Blake steps forward from the flames and onto the stage proper with a horrible grin etched across his pale painted face before marching toward the ring. }Alison Valance: Introducing the Champion, weighing in at 228 pounds, hailing from Hartford, Connecticut… The Leviathan… ANGEL BLAKE { Blake throws his long black coat off at the ring steps then marches up and climbs onto the second rope on the outside. He looks around the arena before hopping down into the ring with his arms out stretched before resting against the turnbuckles. }Terri Morasco: I didn’t think it was possible but I believe Blake is even more dangerous than he was before. Vasco Dias: Since his encounter with Rowan he’s definitely shown a brutal side we’ve never seen before. Terri Morasco: Jayson has more heart and passion than almost anyone else in the business today but I’m just not confident it’s going to be enough. { The referee calls for the bell and Jayson books it across the ring and crashes into Angel with a body splash and then goes right into closed right hands. }Vasco Dias: Extreme rules means no rules! Anything goes! Pinfalls and submissions in the ring! Terri Morasco: Jayson is taking full advantage at the outset. { Jayson is laying in some haymakers that Blake is doing his best to block but Jayson still squeaks a few past and connects. Blake finally counters with a hard knee strike to the midsection and then a palm strike to the throat of Jayson Matthews! }Terri Morasco: Blake creating some distance. Vasco Dias: He needs to! { Jayson grabs at his throat and Blake continues with a vicious barrage of palm strikes to the face and chest of Matthews! Jayson manages to block one and hits a hard elbow strike right to the jaw of Angel and then a Ribkracker! Jayson goes for the cover but it’s only a one count. }Vasco Dias: Jayson tried to go for the quick win but Blake powered out! { Jayson pulls Angel up but Blake hits him with a jawbreaker and Matthews backs up. Angel pops up and hit’s a shining wizard to the face of Matthews followed right up with a spinning backfist! Blake goes for s stiff kick but Jayson grabs Angel’s leg and hits a dragon screw leg whip! Jayson quickly moves into position for a crossface but Angel manages to escape. }Terri Morasco: Jayson is trying to outpace Angel to a pinfall or submission. Vasco Dias: Smart thinking, catching Blake unaware may be his best option. { Both men are back up to their feet but Jayson catches Angel across the jaw again this time with the JAYMAT EXPERIENCE!!! Blake is down and Jayson hooks both legs for a deep pinfall attempt. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }Vasco Dias: Another kick out by Blake. Terri Morasco: Jayson needs to keep this break neck pace up! { Jayson pulls Angel around to his feet and hits a few more hard elbow strikes and then a hard European upper cut! Jayson goes for the ropes and springboards off with a moonsult but Blake hits the GENOCIDE KICK IN MID AIR!!!! Jayson goes down hard on his belly and Angel rolls him over into a cover. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }Vasco Dias: Jayson just kicked out of the Genocide kick!? Terri Morasco: Unbelievable! { Angel pulls Matthews up to his feet but Jayson connects with a headbutt that causes Angel to stagger back. Jayson tries to shake the cobwebs loose and goes for the ropes again. Jayson hits the spring board and grabs Angel for a tornado ddt! Jayson goes in for the cover but Blake kicks right out. Both men get back to their feet and Jayson swings wildly with his right arm but Angel manages to catch the arm and immediately twist it around the back of Matthews into a rear wrist lock takedown! }Terri Morasco: Jayson just got dropped by Blake. Vasco Dias: Time to roll out of the ring and take advantage of the rule set. { Blake starts to viciously stomp away at the right arm of Jayson Matthews over and over again even stomping down on his hand and putting all his weight on it. }Vasco Dias: Looks like Blake has found him limb of choice. { Angel takes the right arm of Jayson Matthews and plants it palm down on the mat with the elbow pointed up, he holds it in place with his right foot on the top of Jayson’s hand then stomps down hard on the elbow with his left boot bending Jayson’s arm in a direction it was not meant to bend! }Vasco Dias: Holy hell!!! Terri Morasco: Angel may have just broken Jayson’s arm! Vasco Dias: May have!? { Jayson is screaming in pain as Angel stands over him with a sick grin on his face. }Terri Morasco: This isn’t good, Vasco. Vasco Dias: It certainly isn’t. { Blake takes the right arm of Jayson and slams it down on the mat hard and then stomps it again. Jayson tries to roll away but Blake is on him with an arm wrench, torqueing Jayson’s right arm behind his back. }Vasco Dias: Jayson needs to tap before the damage get’s anymore serious. Terri Morasco: I think it’s already pretty serious. { Angel releases the hold and stands over Jayson who just grips his arm. The referee is checking on him and making sure he wants to continue. He does. Blake grabs Jayson and starts to pull him up but Matthews hits a spinning backfist with his left hand and then a quick superkick to the jaw of Blake. Angel goes down and Matthews covers him but he can’t hook the leg. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }Vasco Dias: Jayson is fighting back with everything he’s got but I don’t think it’s going to be enough. Terri Morasco: He’s fighting with one arm right now, his dominant arm is inoperable. { Jayson uses his left hand to push himself up as Blake rolls out of the ring. Jayson sprints across the ring and bounces off the ropes, he comes running back as Angel turns just in time for Matthews to come through the ropes with a suicide dive and smashes Angel against the crowd barrier! }Terri Morasco: Jayson with a suicide dive! Vasco Dias: Kid doesn’t know when to quit! Terri Morasco: And that’s why people love him. { Jayson mounts Angel on the arena floor and begins to punch him with his left hand while cradling his right arm against his chest. Jayson opens a wound over Angel’s right eye as he rains down left fists. Jayson grabs Blake by the hair and stands him up but Angel pushes Jayson back hard forcing him right shoulder first into the ring post! Jayson tries to move but Blake grabs him by the right arm and just wraps it around the post viciously! }Vasco Dias: Blake going right back to that arm! Terri Morasco: At some point the referee has to step in! { Jayson is writhing but Blake doesn’t let up as he grabs Matthews for an armdrag takedown and then slams that right arm into the floor. }Terri Morasco: This is getting sickening! { Blake turns his attention to the steel steps and picks the top half off and up. He turns back to Jayson who is starting to stand and rams into his right shoulder with the steps! Jayson goes down and Blake holds the steps up over his head and then brings them down onto the right arm of Matthews! }Vasco Dias: My god! Terri Morasco: Blake’s going to shred that arm from Jayson’s body. Vasco Dias: That’s starting to look like the plan. { Ange grabs Jayson by the arm and drags him over to the lower half of the steps. Blake places the right arm onto the steps and then goes under the ring for a steel chair. Angel brandishes it with a grin and raises it up over his head and then swings it down with all his might only to crack the bottom half of the steel steps! The reverberation causes Angel to drop the chair as Matthews is back up to his feet. Jayson runs toward the crowd barrier, leaps up onto the barrier and then comes off it with a flying forearm with his left arm!!! }Terri Morasco: Jayson is done yet! Vasco Dias: This kid has more guts than anyone I’ve ever seen! { Jayson pulls himself up and is begging Angel to come on. Blake starts to stand and Jayson hits another superkick to the jaw of Blake and jumps up for the Bananacanrana sending Blake face first into the steel ring post! }Vasco Dias: Jayson using his speed! { Blake is stunned and Jayson climbs up onto the apron. Matthews runs down the ring apron and comes off hitting Angel with a leg lariat and dropping him back first onto the bottom half of the steel steps! }Terri Morasco: Matthews is out pacing the Leviathan! { Matthews is up again and grabs Angel with his left hand, he pulls Blake to his feet and hits him with a left handed back fist again and then spin kick to the midsection! Matthews throws Angel back into the ring who rolls across the mat. Jayson climbs up and into the ring, he grabs the ropes and springboards off with Bananaram elbow drop! Jayson goes for the cover and hooks one of Angel’s legs with his left arm. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }Vasco Dias: Still not enough to put Blake down. Terri Morasco: Jayson has put up a hell of a fight! { Jayson pulls himself up, still nursing that right arm. He’s waving Angel to come on. Blake is slow to stand up. Finally Blake reaches his feet, Jayson fires off a superkick but Angel gets under it and connects with a Genocide Kick!!! }Vasco Dias: Genocide kick! { Jayson teeters and Blake fires off another Genocide kick but this one is targeted at the right arm of Matthews! }Terri Morasco: To the arm! { Jayson is still up so Blake hits him with another Genocide kick on the jaw! Matthews falls backward onto the mat. Blake grabs Jayson by that right arm and rolls out under the bottom rope. Blake wraps the arm of Matthews around the post again and then locks in a hanging Absolution arm bar off the side of the ring apron!!! }Vasco Dias: He’s going to rip Jayson’s arm off!!!! { Jayson is screaming as all of Angel’s body weight literally hands on his right arm off the side of the apron. }Terri Morasco: Call the damn match! { Jayson has no choice and finally taps out as the referee calls for the bell but Angel doesn’t let go! }Terri Morasco: Let him go godammnit! { The referee rolls out of the ring and finally gets Angel to break the hold as Jayson rolls into the center of the ring cradling his arm. }Vasco Dias: I don’t normally say this Terri but I’m disgusted. Terri Morasco: You and me both. { Blake collects his Extreme Championship, slowly backing up the ramp with a satisfied grin as medical staff make their way into the ring to check on the condition of Jayson Matthews. }------------------------------------ TRIPLE THREAT MATCHMen's World Championship Devlin Raine vs Bob Pooler vs Xavier Cross(c) ------------------------------------ Alison Valance: “AND NOW…..it’s time for the Men's World Championship.”
Terri Morasco: “This one is for all the men’s marbles Vasco, I’ve very excited to see what these three excellent competitors bring to the ring.”
Vasco Dias: “All three are great talents, but it’s just going to be a festival, there isn’t any bad blood here, no...meat on the bones…”
Terri Morasco: “It’s pure competition driving these three men…”
Vasco Dias: “But, eh…”
{The Lights Darken as the Into of Caravan Palace starts to play, high beat and brass melding togteher. 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.}
Vasco Dias: “Devlin looks as focused as ever here tonight, and I’m excited to see how he’s going to lose.”
Terri Morasco: “He is a mysterious man that Devlin Raine, but if you’re counting him out, you’re going to be dead wrong Vasco.”
Vasco Dias: “These three men all have a gooey moral center, and I’m tired of these goody-two-shoes getting all the breaks in this company!”
{The lights in the arena suddenly turn out, plunging the fans into darkness. Little by little, small beacons of light begins to pop up as the fans raise their lit cellphone aloft as the #WWIDN appears on the Jumbotron in bright purple and the opening drumbeat of “Unstoppable” begins to play. Amidst a shower of phone flashes, Pooler steps out from behind the curtain as the the fans sing along, "WE CAN BE HEROES".}
{Shielding his eyes with his left hand, he smiles and points to the nosebleed sections with his right before making his way to the edge of the ramp. }
Alison Valance: “Making his way to the ring; from Quebec City, Quebec, Canada; weighing in at two hundred and twenty-eight pounds … Bob … POOOOOLER!”
{Pooler heads down the ramp, breaking into a run and sliding into the ring beneath the bottom rope. He pops back to his feet and heads to the nearest corner and climbs to the second turnbuckle and throws his arms into the air to the roar of the crowd. He drops back down to the ring and grabs hold of the ropes, tugging down on them and taking a moment to stretch before the match can begin.}
Terri Morasco: “Bob looks to put some gold back around his waist tonight, it feels like forever since we’ve seen Bob saunter out without a few extra pounds around his waist.”
Vasco Dias: “Never count out those filthy Frost-Backs, I can’t stand Canadians…”
Terri Morasco: “Vasco Dias...I never…”
Vasco Dias: “What?!”
{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: “The champ looks fired up tonight…”
Terri Morasco: “After the go home Sacrifice, you have to think he has his mind on some payback…”
{Xavier eyes Devlin, and then Bob, as he hands the Title over to the referee, looking down at the strap for what could be the last time, before letting go. Pointing at Bob, and then Devlin, Xavier starts running his mouth.}
Xavier Cross: “That table trick was cute, now I’m gonna whip both your asses...This is my world title, this is my ring!”
Vasco Dias: “Bold words from the champ, can he back it?”
Terri Morasco: “All three men has a statement to make tonight, this has only just begun..”
{The referee calls for the bell, and immediately Bob and Devlin rush forward clubbing Xavier with hard rights and lefts, forcing Cross backwards into the corner. Bob gets first dips, hitting a hard european uppercut, damn near taking Xavier’s head off, lifting his feet off the ground. Devlin shoves Bob out of the way, as he holds up a finger to his lips quieting down the ruckus crowd.}
Devlin Raine: “Bob...Bob-o...more like this…”
Vasco Dias: “Devlin Raine and Bob Pooler are competing...in a chop off...on Xavier Cross.”
Terri Morasco: “Stranger things have happened in this ring.”
Vasco Dias: “...I’m getting too old for this shit.”
{And Devlin slaps the living hell out of Xavier’s chest, leaving a red hand print across it. Bob tilts his head, shaking it, before pushing Devlin out of the way, taking aim with his hand, before reaching back slapping Xavier across the chest, Bob’s slap echos around the arena, as the crowd ooh’s and aww’s at the noise. Devlin looks frustrated as he steps forward, quickly laying a hard chop across Xavier’s chest matching Bob’s echo, as Bob grows frustrated, stepping up to the plate slapping Xavier across the chest, leaving his own handprint across the opposite pectoral muscle. Devlin and Bob eye each other, before the both wind up at the same time, and go to chop Xavier’s chest. But Cross throws up both arms, blocking the chops as he charges out of the corner.}
Xavier Cross: “Would you two stop chopping me!”
{The champ looks frustrated as Bob charges forward with a lariat, Xavier ducks, shoving Devlin into the corner. As Cross turns around, Bob is waiting with a visit to Doctor Teeth! The superkick sends Xavier stumbling backwards as he falls into Devlin. Bob sees both men in the corner as he backs up, looking to gain momentum, he pushes off the opposite turnbuckle pushing himself forward. Devlin shoves Xavier forward, who is met with a High Velocity Hug! Bob damn near spears Xavier in half, as Cross clutches his stomach, rolling out of the ring. Before Bob can get up, Devlin catches him right between the neck and shoulder with a hard kick. Grabbing Pooler by the hair, Devlin lifts him up, and gives him a hard right hand for good measure, before hitting a snap suplex, slamming Bob to the mat!}
Vasco Dias: “Pooler looked to be on a roll, but Devlin has taken control!”
Terri Morasco: “The champ is out of the ring, one of these two has to capitalize on this time where it becomes one on one, to really have a good shot at winning.”
{Devlin hits the ropes, gaining a bit of momentum, as he drops a knee across the head of Pooler, Devlin looks around, before leaning down going to help Bob back to his feet, but Bob throws a kick of his own from his back, catching Devlin in the side of the head causing Raine to stagger back a bit, as Pooler quickly gets back to his feet. Devlin swings wildly, as Bob ducks and sends a hard kick to the inside of the knee of Devlin, forcing him to a single knee, as Bob grabs Raine quickly dropping him with a snap DDT, that plants Devlin’s head into the mat, causing him to do a forced headstand! Bob quickly pushes Devlin over, hooking the leg for the pinfall, as Jonathan Briggs slides down to count the pinfall.}
Jonathan Briggs: “One...two…”
Vasco Dias: “Back and forth action, but Pooler comes up with a two count after that vicious DDT. That could have been it if Xavier wouldn’t have broken it up.”
Terri Morasco: “Did you see Raine? He was completely vertical the wrong way!”
{Xavier Cross comes off the ropes with a springboard elbow drop to break the pinfall up. Grabbing Devlin quickly lifting him to his feet, Xavier tosses him over the top rope onto the floor below, as he turns his attention to Bob. Dropping a knee on the back of the neck of Pooler, before helping Bob to his feet, sending a hard chop across his chest.}
Xavier Cross: “Doesn’t feel good does it?!”
Vasco Dias: “Champ is back in, throwing Raine out, and he's looking to get a little payback on Pooler!"
{Xavier goes to throw another chop, but Bob catches him arm, lifting Xavier up on his shoulders looking for the Pepto-Bismal Red, but Cross squirms off, shoving Bob forward, who bounces off the ropes, and rotates as he charges forward catching Xavier a bit confused as Bob catches Cross in the jaw with a discus elbow strike, flooring the champion with the vicious strike!}
Vasco Dias: “Cross might be out!} Or that jaw might be broken..”
Terri Morasco: “Bob is showing why he’s one of the longest reigning champions in Imperial, and one of the best wrestlers on the planet.”
{Bob drops down to his knees, covering Xavier quickly as the referee slides down for a count, but before his hand can touch the mat. Devlin Raine reaches in jerking Bob Pooler out of the ring, before hitting a big right hand, sending Pooler stumbling into the ropes. As Devlin steps forward, Pooler throws a vicious headbutt, knocking Devlin back. The fans get excited, as Xavier charges forward leaping over the top rope, crashing down on Bob and Devlin as all three men crash on the floor below.}
Vasco Dias: “What a beautiful train wreck this is…”
Terri Morasco: “Xavier Cross just threw it all on the line to take out Bob and Devlin…”
Vasco Dias: “But it might have taken more out of him than Raine or Pooler, look…”
{Devlin is the first to stagger, rolling over pushing himself to his feet, as Bob picks himself up using the ring steps, both Pooler and Raine look at each other, before sliding into the ring looking to finish this once and for all. The two men lock up, staggering a bit. Bob gets the advantage, locking Devlin in a headlock, wrenching it away a bit. Devlin forces Bob to the ropes, before stepping off throwing Pooler off of him, but Bob never rebounds off the ropes. Xavier is on the side of the ring, cracking Bob in the back of the head with the title belt. Opening a huge gash on the back of Bob Pooler’s head, as Devlin looks shocked, Xavier looks down at the title, then up at Devlin as he charges into the ring. Devlin meets him in the center, but Cross ducks the strike, and as Devlin turns around he too is struck in the face with the gold strap. Cross staggers back a bit, dropping the belt as his feet as he looks at the busted open Pooler, and the unconscious Devlin Raine. Shaking his head, his face turns white as he just starts yelling. Johnathan Briggs moves to get Xavier out of the way so the medics can check on Devlin Raine and Bob Pooler, but Xavier snaps, kicking Briggs in the stomach, hitting the ring ropes and cracking the head official in the face with the Echoes of Madness. Xavier lays there in the center of the ring for a moment, as he rolls over, kissing Devlin on the head, as he crawls over to Bob Pooler, putting his head on the bloodied Bob, Pooler’s blood staining Xavier’s face. Xavier lets go off Bob as he grabs his title belt, rolling out of the ring, his face crimson in his opponents blood. His hands shaking as he holds the title, walking backwards up the ramp. Eyes in a blaze.}
Vasco Dias: “...What...what just happened?”
Terri Morasco: “I think Xavier snapped...we need medics out here, now…”
{Xavier stumbles a bit at the top of the ramp, falling down on his ass, looking down at the world title, as the fans are in a stunned silence as we cut away.}
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Women's World Title Match Dragon's DenRowan (c) vs Jess Reed ------------------------------------ {The lights in the arena go out as "Die Young" by Ke$ha hits the PA system and the crowd go nuts. Strobe lighting begins to flash in various colours around the arena as Jessica Reed emerges from behind the curtain to a standing ovation.}Terri Morasco: Jessica Reed secured this opportunity last week by defeating Gabriela Luna, and this one-on-one confrontation has been brewing since Bloody Assizes last year. Will she be able to find satisfaction? Will the Pack's year-long stranglehold on the top women's title in IWF be broken? Vasco Dias: If there's anyone who has a chance, as much as I hate to say it, it's her. It's hard to top the pedigree of being a three-time Diamonds Champion and Hall of Famer, and she has the fire to prove herself. Question is, will that be enough? {She smile and waves to the fans before steadying herself for a gentle sprint to the ring, slapping the hands of fans as she goes much to their delight. Reaching the ring steps she climbs up to the top of the turnbuckle and continues to wave the crowd, pumping them up even more before hopping down into the ring.} Terri Morasco: I think the temperature just dropped, Vasco. Vasco Dias: It's not supposed to be cold here. Why is it cold? {Lights go down, shifting until the entire arena is filled with naught but a dark red glow. The Shadow's Hymn plays softly, growing in volume as hooded figures in bloodstained, dark grey garb file slowly out, singing along with the hymn. They surround the ring as thick red smoke floods the outside, and as soon as they form a circle an illuminated pentagram appears in the ring, flickering red, yellow and orange as though it is burning within. The music fades and the lights in the arena die, leaving the only light coming from the burning sigil on the mat.
A long, dire howl of a wolf breaks the silence, matched with the sound of the menacing opening chords of Trip the Darkness by Lacuna Coil. As the opening riff of the guitar hits, the ringposts burst into pillars of fire as the lights snap back up, revealing Rowan standing in the center of the burning pentagram. She looking down at the ground with her arms held loosely to the sides, shoulders heaving with breath as she rolls her wrists unconsciously.}Terri Morasco: Fear has come to Brazzaville. The Women's World Champion has appeared within the Dragon's Den, and just LOOK at her eyes! That is murderous intent in the eyes of Rowan MacDonnough! Vasco Dias: "Out for blood" doesn't sum it up well enough. She wants to destroy Jessica Reed, but more than that she wants to destroy what Jessica Reed represents. She wants to destroy hope. {Rowan sharply looks up into the hard camera, her golden eyes flashing with violent, cruel anticipation for what is about to happen. She lopes in circles around the the ring, stalking like a caged wolf as she glares into 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: The following contest is a DRAGON'S DEN MATCH, and it is for the IWF Women's World Championship! {The crowd lets out a massive roar of anticipation and bloodlust at the announcement, Alison taking a deep breath before continuing.}Alison Valance: Introducing first, the challenger! Weighing in at 125 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, she is an IWF Hall of Famer…JESSICAAAAA! REEEEEED! {Jessica throws her fist into the air, fixing Rowan with a look of pure determination as the crowd cheers wildly for the Cosplay Countess. Rowan remains unreadable behind her mask, gaze never wavering from her opponent.}Alison Valance: And her opponent…representing the Pack, from Kilkenny, Ireland, weighing in at 145 pounds, she is the reigning! Defending! IWF Women's World Champion! The Wolf of the Abyss…ROWAAAAN! MAAACDONNOOOOOUGH! {The crowd unleashes its usual mixed reaction for Rowan, who remains stone-faced. The referee reaches out and takes the belt from Rowan's hand, and she offers no resistance, merely staring down her masked adversary. The referee raises the belt to each side of the ring before handing it off to Alison, who exits the ring and heads to the timekeeper's area. The door is locked behind her, and both women take a corner, waiting for the bell eagerly.}Terri Morasco: Only the second women's Dragon's Den match in IWF history. The last one was at Metamorphosis 2017, between Helena Sawyer and Eternity for the then-IWF Shieldmaiden. What will tonight's clash hold? Let's find out! Let's go! {The bell rings, and the two women circle each other tentatively, neither wanting to make the first move...or the first mistake. Jessica looks to move in, but a feinted leg kick by Rowan get sher to leap back. Finally, Jessica feints in, drawing a high kick from Rowan. Jessica ducks under the kick, hitting the ropes, and pops Rowan with a jumping calf kick! Rowan pops back up, eating a back elbow, and Jessica leaps for a spinning knee, only for Rowan to bat it away and fire off a knee strike of her own! Jessica stumbles back, and Rowan hits the ropes herself, only for Jessica to leap into action and deliver a dazzling dropkick straight to Rowan's face! Jess kips up, shouting to the crowd, who cheer in response.}Terri Morasco: Quick exchanges to start out, and Jessica Reed with the early advantage! Vasco Dias: She needs to press the advantage! In the Dragon's Den, an opening is death! {Jessica stays on top of Rowan as she rises, delivering a big European uppercut that drives the Women's World Champion into the corner. Jessica nails a pair of knees to the midsection before snapmaring Rowan out of the corner and charging to deliver a rolling neck snap! Rowan bounces back, clutching her neck, and Jess nails a kick to the gut, hooking Rowan for a suplex! No! Rowan floats over, grabbing one of Jess's arms, and drops her with a hard arm trap neckbreaker! Rowan delivers a series of stomps to Reed, booting her towards the corner, and turns to exit the ring, approaching the weapons hanging from the walls as the crowd cheers again.}Terri Morasco: The plunder is coming! What will be the first weapon drawn? Vasco Dias: In Rowan's hands, any weapon could be lethal, and that is NOT hyperbole. {Rowan settles on the ubiquitous steel chair, pulling it free from the wall with a yank. She steps between the ropes, raising the chair with both hands and stalking Jess with a glint in her eyes. As Jess gets to her feet, Rowan swings with all her might, but Jess rolls forward, narrowly avoiding the lethal swing of the chair, and as Rowan turns to meet her Jess leaps with a spinning back kick, driving the chair into Rowan's face! Rowan staggers back, not dropping the chair, and Jessica delivers a low dropkick to her knee, forcing the Wolf of the Abyss to a knee! Jessica hits the ropes, looking for a SHINING WIZARD! NO! ROWAN SWATS HER DOWN WITH A MASSIVE CHAIRSHOT! Jessica thuds to the mat, unmoving, and Rowan covers!
ONE! TWO! THR—KICKOUT!}Terri Morasco: It was almost all over, just like that! What a brutal chairshot by Rowan MacDonnough! Vasco Dias: That was horrifying! All of that momentum from Jessica's charge, added to all of the momentum from the swing...it's a good thing she's wearing that mask! { Suddenly the lights in the arena flicker on and off and there's a momentary purple hue then everything returns to normal. }Vasco Dias: What was that?? Terri Morasco: Maybe Verona forgot to pay the electric bill. {Rowan straddles the fallen Reed, taking her head in her hands and leering down at her before delivering a vicious headbutt! And another! She hammers Jessica with at least half a dozen headbutts, the DEFILER taking its toll! Jessica slumps back to the mat, letting out a quiet moan of pain, and Rowan grabs her leg now, delivering a vicious knee drop to the crook of Jess's knee! She drops the knee a second time, a third, before standing up and hitting the ropes before leaping with a huge knee drop to Jess's face! Cover!
ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!}Terri Morasco: Another brutal series of strikes, and another two count for Rowan. Jess Reed's having to dig deep early in order to stay alive. Vasco Dias: In the Dragon's Den, darkness usually reigns. Jess needs to get some daylight, or it could be all over. {Rowan drags Jess by her hair towards the corner, bashing her face against the middle turnbuckle. She uses her free hand to scoop up the steel chair and wedges it between the top and middle turnbuckles, propping Jess's face against it with an evil glare. Rowan takes a few steps back, clearly measuring Jess's head, and the crowd lets out a collective gasp as they realize what's coming.}Terri Morasco: She...she can't be thinking of the Balor's Gaze! That might kill her! Vasco Dias: Rowan damn well knows that! That's what she wants! Lord...I can't watch! {Rowan rears back before springing forward, firing a murderous BALOR'S GAZE at Jess's head! NO! She rolls out of the way at the last second! Rowan's foot clangs off the chair, and she stumbles back briefly, eyes narrowing in pain. Jess quickly takes advantage, snaring Rowan's free foot with a drop toe hold that sends her face-first into the chair! Rowan bounces back again, clutching her forehead with one hand and the top rope with the other. Jess pushes herself to her feet, quickly running the ropes and leaping to come around with a tiger feint kick over the top rope straight to Rowan's face! Rowan staggers back, and Jess springs up on the top rope, leaping in with a springboard hurricanrana! Cradle!
ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!}Terri Morasco: You were saying, Vasco?! Daylight! Hope is alive! Vasco Dias: Ask and ye shall receive! Jessica Reed bought herself some space. Now capitalize! Push the advantage! BOOT ON THROAT, WOMAN! { A strange noise not unlike a heartbeat is heard pulsing through out the arean. Bah-dum... Bah-dum... Bah-dumm... And then Flatline.... }Terri Morasco: Okay there is seriously something going on here. Vasco Dias: Probably more Pack mind games. {Rowan rises, wounded, and Jess moves to capitalize. Rowan lashes out with an elbow to the midsection, then a second, and takes a step back, leaping for the DANCE THE SPIRAL! NO! Jess catches her leg, snapping her down with a dragon screw! Rowan writhes on the mat, and Jess quickly scrambles to the outside, pulling down a table and heaving it into the ring! She steps back between the ropes, setting the table up in the middle of the ring, and drags Rowan back up, wrenching her arm before whipping her off the ropes. Jess leaps, looking for a frankensteiner to drive Rowan through the table, but Rowan arrests her momentum, standing her ground, and hauls Jess back up in powerbomb position! Jess fires a right hand down into Rowan's face, then a second, before pushing herself up and floating over to drive Rowan down with a leg trap sunset flip powerbomb!
ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!}Terri Morasco: Another big counter from Jessica Reed, and she seems to be thriving on these created opportunities! Vasco Dias: But can it last, Terri? Rowan MacDonnough is a precise, methodical competitor. You don't get many openings against her, and every one that doesn't close things out shuts the door just a bit more. {Rowan lashes out with a big right hand, but Jess manages to block, firing off a chop that echoes throughout the arena. Rowan stumbles back, replying with a jaw-rattling European uppercut that staggers Jess. The two women begin to exchange shots, chops and uppercuts, with the crowd responding duly with a boo for Rowan's strikes and a cheer for Jess's. Rowan nails an uppercut, then another, and a third, but as she goes for the fourth, Jess manages to get her hands up and deflect the strike! Rowan's thrown off-guard for a moment, and Jess leaps, delivering a SPINNING KNEE that drops Rowan! She falls to a knee again, and Jess doesn't give Rowan any time before charging in and drilling her on the temple with a SHINING WIZARD! Jess hooks a leg with both arms, leaning back!
ONE! TWO! THR—KICKOUT!}Terri Morasco: Big moves back-to-back, and that might've been Jessica Reed's best opportunity yet! Vasco Dias: I'll admit, I doubted at first, but Jess Reed is making a believer of me! {As Rowan gets to her feet, Jess pulls herself up by the ropes, wincing from her wounds. Rowan charges angrily at Reed, eyes flaring, but Jess drops down, pulling down the top rope and letting Rowan spill to the outside! Jess takes a few steps back, grabbing the table and shifting it to the side, and that gives her enough room to run the ropes and leap over with a modified suicide dive! NO! Rowan catches Jess as she dives in a crossbody-style position, switching her up onto her shoulder and lawn darting Jess into the barbed wire-wrapped wall! Jessica bounces off, stumbling, and turns straight into a DANCE THE SPIRAL! She crashes to the metal grating, and Rowan rolls Jess back in under the bottom rope with a boot, stepping between the ropes and dropping into a cover!
ONE! TWO! THR—KICKOUT! Rowan gets into the face of the referee, who protests her cadence as the Wolf of the Abyss snarls in her face!}Terri Morasco: SKIN OF HER TEETH! Jessica Reed showing the heart of a lion there by kicking out of that vicious Dance the Spiral! {Rowan drags Jess back up, delivering another big uppercut to the Hall of Famer. She hauls her, by the hair once more, to the ropes, throwing Jess over the top and hooking her arms over the top rope! Rowan crooks her elbow, snarling, and drives the point of her elbow into the crook of Jess's neck! She delivers another, and another, and another, beating the DRUMS OF THE ABYSS with a savage, brutal rhythm! After the tenth strike, she shoves Jess forward, letting her fall to her knees on the grating, and steps between the ropes, seizing her by the seat of her shorts and the nape of her neck. Rowan rears back, readying to throw Jess into the wire again, but Jess manages to yank herself free, leaping and staggering Rowan with an enzuigiri as she turns around! Jess delivers a swift kick to the gut, hauling Rowan in, and snaps her over with a suplex on the grating! Both women buckle with the impact, but Jess grits through and pops her hips, rolling through and delivering a second on the grate. She rolls through again, but this time, instead of delivering the third snap suplex to complete the traditional Three Amigos, she grits her teeth, walking with the larger Rowan in suplex position before snapping down with a LOLIDROP! The brainbuster plunges Rowan's face into the grating, and as the Women's World Champion rolls over, breathing heavily, the camera zooms in on her forehead, which was split open on impact and is gushing a river of blood!}Terri Morasco: Oh God, I think I'm going to be sick! Rowan's absolutely busted open! Vasco Dias: Reed's mask is matched by a crimson mask from Rowan, and DEUS MEU! That is NASTY! NOW IT'S A DRAGON'S DEN! { Suddenly on the Imperitron we see still images of Spike Kane in Dragon's Dens past. His battle within the hellish structure against Jake Conway. The rail road spike being driven through his hand by brother Brad. A war with Angel Blake from years ago. And finally it ends on the image of Spike's lifeless body as Dean Harper stands over him. }Vasco Dias: Maybe it's not the Pack... Terri Morasco: I don't know Vasco. {Both women are down for several seconds, and when one of them stirs finally it's Jess, who struggles to her feet and kneels down again to haul Rowan back up. Jess heaves Rowan through the second and top rope, collapsing against the ropes with the effort, and drags herself hand-over-hand towards the turnbuckles. She grits her teeth, dragging herself up the turnbuckles, and eyes up the prone Rowan, measuring her with a focused look on her face. A trickle of blood finally rolls out of the mouth of her mask, dripping down her chin, and Jess lets out a primal scream before flinging herself forward with a FLIPPING LEGDROP aimed squarely at the neck of Rowan!
AND AS SHE LAUNCHES HERSELF, ROWAN LEAPS TO HER FEET AND INTERCEPTS HER WITH A MODIFIED BALOR'S GAZE SUPERKICK THAT RIPS JESS OUT OF THE AIR!}Terri Morasco: OH GOD NO! Vasco Dias: MERDA! {Rowan wastes no time, slinging Jess's motionless form onto the table, and heads to the turnbuckles herself, climbing them with murderous, ponderous deliberation. She reaches the top rope, eyes flashing with malicious glee, and leaps off, driving her feet into Jess's sternum and through the table with the LIFE'S FINALE! Rowan hooks both legs amid the wooden wreckage, blood rolling down her face!
ONE! TWO! THREE! "Trip the Darkness" blasts through the PA, and Rowan releases Jess's legs as the bell rings.}Alison Valance: Here is your winner, and still IWF Women's World Champion, ROWAN MACDONNOUGH! Terri Morasco: ...no. No. No no no. It can't be. Vasco Dias: I wish it wasn't, but I can't deny what I'm seeing with my own eyes. Rowan MacDonnough is still the Women's World Champion. {Rowan stands victorious but victory isn't enough. She calls for the Pack and Brooklyn and Dean make their way down to the Dragon's Den. }
Vasco Dias: What the hell is she doing!? Terri Morasco: Rowan is looking to finish Jessica off once and for all! { Dean and Brooklyn enter the den as Jessica struggles to stand to meet them. The three members of the Pack surround her when something else catches the camera eye. There appears to be a white dove in the rafters of the arena. }Terri Morasco: This isn't good Vasco! Vasco Dias: Terri, do you see that!? { Just as the camera pans up to catch the dove taking flight the walls of the Dragon's Den erupt into flames as the Pack turns to look all around them. }Vasco Dias: What the hell is going on!? Terri Morasco: I think I have an idea... { The arena lights turn to a dark purple hue as the Pack readies themselves, keeping Jessica surrounded who has only made it to a knee. }Terri Morasco: And if I'm right... { The Pack focuses their attention to the ramp but from behind a figure emerges from underneath the ring brandishing a baseball bat with nails driven through it. }Vasco Dias: Is that? Terri Morasco: ETERNITY!!!! { The camera focuses on the returning Eternity, she wears a top hat and half of her face is painted in it's signature style. She tilts her head as she looks at the Pack from outside. Slowly Rowan begins to feel the eyes on her and turns as Eternity enters the ring with her weapon. }Terri Morasco: Eternity has returned to IWF! Vasco Dias: To save Jessica Reed!? Terri Morasco: It looks like it!!! { Rowan's eyes light up but she instructs the Pack to back off, the three of them slowly leaving the ring as Eternity twirls the bat. }Terri Morasco: Rowan shockingly looks happy to see Eternity. Vasco Dias: The beast of the abyss and the queen of death, a match made in hell. { As the Pack leaves Eternity turns her attention to Jessica. Eternity shuffles the bat to her left hand and reaches out with her right. }Vasco Dias: I don't believe this, two long time rivals coming together over a common cause! Terri Morasco: I never thought I'd see the day where Jessica Reed and Eternity were on the same page. { Jessica hesitates but eventually takes Eternity's hand, the later helping her up. }Terri Morasco: Unbelievable. { Jessica thanks her as Eternity enthusiastically shakes her hand. Jessica turns to walk away but Eternity doesn't release her hand, instead tilting her head to the side. }Vasco Dias: I think you spoke to soon. { Eternity drops the bat and rips Jessica back in and lays her out flat on her back with the DEATH KNELL!!!! }Terri Morasco: As always Eternity is on her own side! { Eternity drops to her knees next to Jessica Reed, bowing her head and tipping her hat. }Vasco Dias: Chaos has returned to IWF tonight. Terri Morasco: In full force. { As the show draws to a close we are left with the image of Eternity kneeling beside Jessica Reed in the burning Dragon's Den... }
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