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SEGMENTWho are the next challengers for the IWF World Tag Team Championships?
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{ Back from commercial, Violent Tendencies are sitting in their dressing room. Terrella is seated on a black leather couch with Portia situated sideways across his lap, stroking the top of his head with her hand. The Maniac Chris Diamond is seated on a chair across from them, tapping the barrel of his baseball bat on the concrete floor. There are a pair of beers sitting on the table in front of them, along with a few items of food. }Portia: Ethan, you said some pretty hurtful things about me prior to No Way Home. I'd demand an apology from you, but I'll be the bigger person and let it go. I wouldn't want to make you hobble to the arena tonight on your poor little bad leg. Besides, my boys here beat you and your little friend when Chris planted Andrew's face in the Fenway dirt.
{ Terrella smirks, and Diamond lets out a chuckle. }Chris: And how sweet it fucking was.
{ Portia makes a dismissive wave to the camera .}Portia: So Ethan, Andrew, you both can run along now. We're done. You no longer have anything we want.
{ Portia smiles, satisfaction in her eyes. }Portia: Stephen and Chris have laid waste to the tag team division, and by virtue of their win on Sunday are now the rightful number one contenders to the World Tag Team Titles. The only team left that has anything of value to us now are The Powers That Be... Angel Blake and Dean Harper...
Terrella: See, I know those straps come with fat fucking paydays. Long story, short: we fucking want'em. At Night Of The Immortals, we're fucking taking'em. If I got to cave in some little face-painted freaks' skull, or make a little emo fuck spit blood... don't fucking matter. I'll take the shit as far as it has to go to see it through to your fucking end, put those belts around our waists. Feel however you want about it, that's just how shit is.
{ Terrella motions for a beer, and Portia leans forward to fetch it for him. }Chris: They say the more things change the more they stay the FUC-KING same. GODDAMN! Twenty three good goddamn years ago I saw this little fuck calling himself Angel and preaching about God step into a ring for the first fucking time. Goddamn I couldn't stand you back then. But fuck did we ever end up making a pair. Riding together, fighting together, main fucking eventing together! Twenty three fucking years later here we are. Here WE are. Big King and the Main Man. Working our way all the way up to you and that beautiful baby boy of yours. Blake, I can't fucking wait to remind you of who I am, who you left behind and why you should fucking regret it.
{ Portia leans back into Terrella's arm, allowing it to cradle her body. She begins speaking again, gesturing with her hand a bit as she talks: }Portia: There is no denying that the Powers That Be will be a tough challenge. I could sit here and run down their accomplishments, but I won't. Everyone knows who you are, and the things you've done. But the two of you aren't Stephen Terrella and Chris Diamond. The size, the power, the strength... it speaks for itself. The part that should frighten you though is what is in their heads. They've been overlooked and underappreciated for far too long. That makes a person hungry, and hunger is a dangerous thing. That's the difference between us and you, Powers That Be. When you seemingly have it all the way you appear to, what's going to make you want it more than two men looking to make a statement? You may be ruthless, but when that same ruthlessness and aggression is turned onto you, what wills you forward? Do you enjoy the fight like my man and Chris here, or do you just enjoy the spoils of war when it's over? We're going to find out. At Night Of The Immortals though, I have a feeling you're going to be begging for the first time in your lives... begging Chris or my man, Stephen, to take those tag team titles off of you... just so the pain stops.
{ Portia smiles maliciously, holding her gaze on the camera for a moment before we head to a break. }-------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH1K RP Word Limit
Nick Danger vs Caleb Lockwood
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{ We return to Sacrifice to find Caroline Machado and Terri Morasco flanking Vasco Dias on both sides. Tonight, the Brazilian is seen wearing a black T-shirt that says "Assimilate This!" on the front while popping a bubble from her signature bubblegum. }Terri Morasco: We are just about set for our opening match -- and look! Crazy Carol's here to join us!
Caroline Machado: (waves) Hi!!!!
Vasco Dias: I hope ya learn to sing in
proper English next time...
Terri Morasco: Oh, shut your face Vasco!
{ Never Giving Up by Of Mice & Men comes on and Nick Danger walks to the entrance ramp wearing his wrestling gear and leather jacket that says "Dangerzone" and make his way to the ring giving fans high fives and climb the steel step and gets on the top turnbuckle and looks at the crowd and tell them scream louder and does a front flip landing on his feet then take his leather jacket off threw towards the crowd then goes to corner and wait for the match to start. }Vasco Dias: Boy, oh boy...they keep feedin' this loser to the wolves!
Terri Morasco: I find it highly unlikely that Nick Danger would simply lay down and quit.
Caroline Machado: He has potential, and besides...
{ Caroline grins from ear to ear. }Caroline Machado: Eu acho que ele Ć© bonito... (I think he's cute...)
Vasco Dias: ...pffft, WHAT!?!
{A roaring scream pierces the air, and as the crunching guitars of "Rise, Rebel, Resist" play, Caleb Lockwood stalks out from the back, stopping himself in the middle of the stage, nodding as he cracks his neck with a smirk. After a moment of taking the crowd in, he stalks down towards the ring, shoulders squared. After his initial glance, he seems to completely ignore the crowd, focused solely on the ring in front of him as he advances with purpose in his eyes. Caleb slides into the ring, pushing himself up to his feet, shooting a death glare at the referee before walking to a corner and grabbing the ropes. Caleb abruptly leans forward and lets his grip arrest his momentum, bouncing back with a manic energy in his movements to repeat the motion as the lights come up and the music fades.} Terri Morasco: Caleb Lockwood is scum, plain and simple.
Caroline Machado: To be fair, he has worked very hard. We might not like his motives, but...
Vasco Dias: Oh, hold the phone! Are you tryin' to be...
obvective there, Caroline?!
Terri Morasco: Will you stop...!?!
[DING!]
{ Nick Danger, when the bell rang, came out of the gate swinging against Caleb early on. He dazzled fans with his array of high-flying moves. He nailed the former Men's World Champion with a pair of standing dropkicks, then surprised everyone with a headscissor takedown as Lockwood got caught flat-footed. Eventually, Nick connected with a bicycle knee strike, followed by a rolling leg drog that scored a two-count from Blue Shoes. }Caroline Machado: Warp speed!
Terri Morasco: Nick Danger's off to a hot start...
Vasco Dias: ...but just you watch, ladies. This ain't gonna last...
{ Unfortunately, Danger went to the well once too many times when he attempted to hit a high crossbody, only to connect with nothing but canvas! We're now five minutes into this solid ten-minute match, and Caleb has seized the initiative! He puts Nick through the grinder with his searing array of power and technical moves, starting things off with a pair of snap suplexes! He then proceeds to pummel his victim with a few repeated Muay Thai strikes before executing a somersault neckbreaker that turned Danger sideways like a stock car at Talladega! Caleb then rubs Nick's face into the mat, just for shiggles, before going for a lateral press and getting a count of two. }Vasco Dias: Stay on him, Caleb!
Terri Morasco: Aren't YOU supposed to remain objective, Vasco?!
Caroline Machado: (singing horribly off-key) Baaaad to the bone...{ Vasco looks like he's seen deja vu all over again! Both Nick Danger and Caleb Lockwood gave it their all for the next several minutes, hitting each other with their respective signatures -- Danger's Legacy Cutter and Lockwood's Poison Pill reverse frankensteiner -- that got them some very close two-counts! But Caleb proved to be too strong for Nick Danger, and at the ten minute mark he planted his opponent with the dreaded CURB STOMP to get the one-two-and-THREE!!! }-------------------------------------
SEGMENTEvan Albrecht names the stipulation for his IWF Men's World Title Match against Warren Kane
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Terri Morasco: Word is sombody is headed to the stage..
Vasco Dias: I wonder who's Sanctimonious Bul....
{The guitars of "Devil Trigger" start to echo through the arena as Evan stomps out and raises a hand to the crowd before just outright Howling to the spotlight as he charges the Ring sliding smoothly under the bottom rope before climbing a corner rope to "Unsheathe" a microphone from inside his jacket.}
Evan : Warren Kane , IWF...Are you listening?!
{The crowd erupts into cheers as Evan smiles and is looking aboutthe arena soaking in the cheers as he points at the Night Of The Immortals sign! He lifts the microphone to his lips and is about to speak..
...The lights go out and the snow steady beat of New Divide by Linkin Park plays and the crowd gives a good cheer for Warren Kane as he emerges from behind the curtains wearing a simple leather jacket, with his hands at his hips and a serious look on his face as he doesn;t have a microphone himself and moves over towards the Commentary desk}
Terri Morasco: Warren Kane is here! The Champion!
Vasco Dias: Fight Fight Fight!
Warren Kane: Shut and give me that mic, Vasco.
Vasco Dias: Yessir!
{Evan shakes his haeaand waves a hand as he hops off the ropes move over to look at Warren and lean on the top rop with both arms as he spoke}
Evan: Get your ass up here Kane, I know you'll want to hear what I ahve to say I have a stipulation for you..
{Warren does not approach yet and instead moves back to the middle of the ramp, microphone in hand.}
Evan: Suit yourself Warren, but I gotto wodnering, what would be ...best I 'm sure you had soem ideas, Last man standing, Cage mages, hardcore, everything the Champion has put himself through time and time and time again and I wondered; What would be the best test of Warren Kane's ability? what would be the best test of mine and started to realise soemthing.
{Evan gives a moment to let Warren soak that in and Well the pause oeson just enough for Warren to interject.}
Warren: You going to talk all night Thunderchild? Or are you going to get to the point?
{Evan manages a little smile at that one.}
Evan: Apologies, it's the sstoryteller in me Warren, a gift form the erth it'self you could say, and that's what I relaised Warren you're all about to the point, a great wrestler sure but like to stamp your authority on match, so I thought insterad of seeing how quick you can go...Lets see how long you can last..
{Even Warren is a but intrigued by those words as he rasies a borw andlets Evan carry on}
Terri Morasco: What does he mean by that?
Vasco Dias: I hope this isn't another sex thing...
{Evan continues with a smirk.}
Evan: You wanna run with the wolves Warren? Then let's run...30 minutes most falls wins .. IRON MAN MATCH
{The crowd expolddes into a cheer as Wrarren just nods empthaically in repsonse and Lifts his microphone without hesitation.}
Warren: You're on!
{Warren looks to drop the mic and movedown the ring as Evan drop his won mic and meets Warren half way the two staring each othe down on the mat amixture of smiels and satring at each other as Evan slowly extends a hand and the tension is palpable}
Terri Morasco: Oh, what's he gonna do?
Vasco Dias: Kick him in the Junk Kane!
{Warren takes a moment nad be seen to mouth wth teh camera mi'c catching }
Warren: You're going to have to earn that.
Terri Morasco: The Mind games begin!
Vasco Dias: Begin? We're mid-game Morasco!
{Warren's Hand knocks the hand down with a nd and strts to back off as Evan jaw tightens just a bit and then he nods with a soft smirk ad Warrens hnds go up and his own music starts again and we fade to commerical}
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SINGLES MATCH
1K RP Word Limit
Tytus Rost vs Ducky Tomlinson
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{Tytus Rost has very little trouble with Ducky. Tytus hit a leaping heel kick at the start of the match and began throwing Ducky around for the remainder of the match. Tytus launched Ducky with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Then tossed Ducky clear across the ring with a release German suplex. Ducky tried to put up some offense but Tytus hit a thrust kick. Tytus launched Ducky into the ropes for Event Horizon and then capped the match of with Last Czar for the victory.}
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The First Son... Reminder
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{Whilst the crowd is anxiously waiting for the music for the next superstar to grace their presence, the lights throughout the arena all flicker out leading the audience to give an instinctive cheer followed by silence as they are still uncertain who it is that is going to emerge from behind the curtains. Rather than any type of music playing, there is a sudden tappingā¦ as if someone were tapping a windowā¦ the titantron begins to light up and there is a finger seen tapping against the screen, followed soon by the familiar voice.}
Tara: Angelā¦ Angelā¦
Terri Morasco: Thatās Taraās voice!
Vasco Dias: Where is she, though? I canāt see a thing except for her, and sheā¦ well, she looks pretty creepy.
{Her voice was strained as a whisper, and the crowd did give a pop for the IWF Womenās World Champion. She backs away from the camera and is seen with her championship being worn around her neck, and she is still covered in blood from the last time the world saw her at No Way Home, and still wearing the same attire from that night. It was ripped, and barely clinging on.}
Tara: You didnāt accept my invitation, Angelā¦
{Her voice was filled with sorrow, as she tilted her head and put on a facial expression manifesting disappointment.}
Tara: Why? Are youā¦ are youā¦ afraid of me?
{She asked as her lips curled into a sinister smile.}
Tara: No, no. Of course not. You do not feel fearā¦ isnāt that right? Becauseā¦ youā¦ areā¦ God. You did not fear walking into the cell with a monster. You did not fear walking into the cell with the Trickster.
{There was a brief pause by Tara, as she took a step to her side; there was still nothing visible behind her. She took the championship from around her neck and passed her arm through it and placed it on her shoulder.}
Tara: What. Do. You. Fear?
{She chuckled to herself.}
Tara: It matters notā¦ Whether you fear itā¦ or notā¦
{Tara takes a couple steps further and some objects begin to manifest in front of everyone. Tara holds up a digital clock that seems to be counting down. The cameras fixate over to the commentators booth for a brief moment; Terri is trying to make sense of it, but Vasco is already tapping his tablet.}
Terri Morasco: A countdown? To what?
Vasco Dias: Night of the Immortals.
Tara: The First Son! Whether you accept it or not, whether he knows it or not, The First Son will be your downfallā¦ Godā¦ and The First Son will reveal himself, he will know himself, on the grandest stage of them all: Night. Of. The. Immortals. This month, God, you are going to rememberā¦ what it meansā¦ to feel fear. To feel paranoia. And at Night of the Immortals you will fear The First Son. Andā¦ you will fearā¦ me.
{Tara spread her arms as an eagle, and there was a hoarse whisper in the wind that proclaimed her as The Goddess before the titantron feed cut.}
Vasco Dias: Who is The First Son? The world needs to know!
Terri Morasco: I think the entire world is asking that question, but Tara is saying we have to wait for Night of the Immortals to see who it is, but she also said The First Son does not realize who he is just yet. Could it be Dean?
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Ulf Hednir and JC Keeton react to what happened at No Way Home
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{Ulf and JC are standing inside of the ring with the entire crowd battling in their own way with chants going in favor of Ulf Hednir, and then chants going in favor of JC Keeton. Both of the men stand in the ring with their respective microphone clasped in their hands as they look out toward the crowd, who has earned a respective nod from the IWF World Television Champion, Ulf Hednir. JC Keeton gestures for Ulf to take the lead. Ulf raises his microphone, but the crowd is still overbearing with their cheersā¦ despite their noise, Ulf raises his voice in a bold tone.}
Ulf Hednir: Takk! Takk, fans! Takk, friends! Tusen takk! Jeg vil like to velkomme dere to Sacrifice, og jegā¦ vilā¦ like to give a special velkomme to min god (good) friend for coming by to see de show! Velkomme!
{Ulf gestures to the crowd and sitting in the front row is an unknown female to the IWF; she gives a wave to the camera.}
Vasco Dias: That is another combatant in the sport, and another Norwegian. Weāre seeing a lot of amazing athletes coming out of Norway recently.
Terri Morasco: I thought you didnāt like Ulf.
Vasco Dias: I donāt, but I can acknowledge his athleticism.
Ulf Hednir: Nowā¦ jeg must also apologize to de fans for de showing at No Way Home.
{Ulf, standing opposite of JC Keeton, gestures at himā¦}
Ulf Hednir: At No Way Home, de world thought det de were going to see de rematch! JC Keeton versus Ulf Hednir! For de IWF World Television Championship!
{The crowd does not have a positive reaction to what occurred at No Way Home.}
Ulf Hednir: It ville ha been just as good as de first match, de match det took place at Danger Zone--
{Ulf is now interrupted by a large pop from the crowd. The recollection of the instant classic that the duo put on a couple months ago in Ulfās first title defense was still fresh in the minds of every wrestling fan around the globe.}
Ulf Hednir: Ja. Ja! De first match det JC Keeton og min selv had over disse championship--
{Ulf raises the title high over his head for a moment, putting it on grand display.}
Ulf Hednir: --is still etched in de memories of everybody! Throughout de entire gauntlet, as good as de matches wereā¦ as much fight as de Thunderchild gave me, as much fight as de King of Clubs gave me, der is not one person who put up as much of a fight as JC Keeton! Og det is whyā¦ viā¦ haā¦ decidedā¦
{There is a sudden silence from Ulf. He lowers the microphone, and just gains a smirk as he raises his hand to point at the banner. Night of the Immortals.}
Ulf Hednir: De officialā¦ ROUND TWOā¦ takes place at Night of de Immortals! Og make nei mistake, JC Keeton og min selv, Ulf Hednir: VI VIL TEAR DE ROOF DOWN!
{The crowd erupts and JC looks up at the Night of the Immortals banner and nods. He waits for the cheers to die down before smiling at his friend/rival, tapping his own chest and mouthing the words "My turn." as he raises the mic.}
JC Keeton: For months my friend here has shown a level of dominance unmatched by anyone in the history of this proud and storied promotion. That historical streak that Ulf has been on almost didn't happen though because I nearly ended it before it got started. Over the time since our epic match at Danger Zone we've become friends, training partners, and fans of each other's work inside this ring. Make no mistake though, he's the friend with the girl I want and in this analogy the girl I want is that belt over his shoulder and I'm gonna do everything in my power to take her.
{Most of the crowd cheers but a few boos are scattered and JC raises his hand and drops his head.}
JC Keeton: Hold on nowā¦ I'm not saying I'm gonna take his girl behind his back. I'm staring him right in the eyes and telling him that's what I'm gonna do ahead of time. It's up to him to stop me. He did it once but I don't think he can do it again.
{JC steps towards Ulf and smirks, his eyes fixed on the IWF World Television Championship.}
Vasco Dias: So the match is set!
Terri Morasco: I canāt wait to see these two to get back in the ring together.
Vasco Dias: Theyāre not wrestling in mud.
Terri Moraaco: Do you think they would?!
{Ulf raises his microphone back up.}
Ulf Hednir: Soā¦ Night of de Immortals. JC Keeton. Ulf Hednir. ROUND TWO!
{The crowd bursts into a loud cheer for the two, as Ulf raises the belt high over his head. JC and Ulf are almost nose to nose for the benefit of cameras, as numerous flashes go off to hype up the round two of these two.}
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TAG TEAM MATCH
The Disciples vs The Chosen Elite
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{Collosus by Avatar hits the speakers and Scott Handsome and Grace Roberts hit the ring.}
Terri Morasco: Ever since Almir Sayed kicked these two guys to the curb they have not been able to regroup it seems.
Vasco Dias: Almir shedded the dead weight. All there is too it.
{āREACH OUT AND TOUCH FAITH!ā}
{Personal Jesus by Lollipop Lust Kill begins to play as red lights begin to flash slowly before lights come up on the stage. As the music swells, dim light begins to come up on the stage, now shrouded with smoke as three silhouettes fade into view. As the guitar kicks in hard, the lights flash onto the stage revealing the members of the The Disciples in their masks and Lucipher Crosse in full, gazing into the crowd and taking in their reaction - Lucipher as he spreads his arms wide as though welcoming the audience to a religious service. The Disciples walk slowly to the ring as Lucipher stands at the top of the stage with his arms spread until the lights of out, leaving the disciples to do his dark work}
Terri Morasco: And here come The Disciples. Jack Ferriman andā¦.Jayson Matthews. I canāt believe Iām saying that.
Vasco Dias: And donāt forget they are being accompanied by Gregor Winter, Nick Knight and Lucipher Crosse. The Church is finally whole again!
{The bell rings and the match gets underway. Jack Ferriman starts against Grave Roberts. Grave comes in with a couple strikes but Jack takes advantage with a snapmare.}
Terri Morasco: Pardon me for not jumping for joy. But does it bother you that after everything that went down, Jayson Matthews is right back in the church where it all began?
Vasco Dias: Jayson saw the light, heās thinking clearly.
Terri Morasco: On the contrary. I spoke with Jayson earlier today. All the usual lights were on but there were one or two dark rooms. Something seemed off. I think the Church of Crosse did something to Jayson.
Vasco Dias: You just sound biased, Terri. Now quit with your conspiracies and just call the match.
Terri Morasco: Your right. Grave Roberts now, fighting to get back to his feet. Ooh hefty blow to the midsection!
{Jack hunches over from the blow. Grave follows up with a club to the back but Jack fires up out of nowhere and starts unleashing rapid fire palm strikes that drive Grave into his teams corner and then he follows up with a big palm thrust to the chin}
Terri Morasco: OH! No Limit into the Disciple corner!
Vasco Dias: Very smart tag team move. And now a tag to Jayson.
{Jayson comes in and immediately hooks Grave up into a suplex and lifts him up onto Jacks shoulder as the ref administers the tag count. Jayson runs to the ropes grabs Graves head and flips him into a cutter!}
Terri Morasco: BIG thunder express from the Disciples.
Vasco Dias: And Jayson goes for the pin!
{The ref counts. 1ā¦..2ā¦.but Jayson lifts Grave off the mat and breaks the count. He points at Scott Handsome and tells him to bring it!}
Terri Morasco: Well Jayson could have very obviously put Grave away and won that for The Disciples but he chose not too?
Vasco Dias: Looks like he wants a piece of Scott Handsome.
{Grave slowly makes it to his corner and tags in Scott. Handsome steps into the ring and really plays up his Steve Awesome parody gimmick. He slowly takes his sunglasses off and then slowly puts them back on. He struts around the ring making kissy faces at the camera. Cheats on every girl in the arena. Does an obnoxious amount of crotch chops. Gets into a four to five month wrestling angle based around his sexual escapades and cheap heat that was old in the nineties. Pretty much considers himself to be equal parts Shawn Michaels, John Stamos, and David Lee Roth. Oh and he does more crotch chops.}
Terri Morasco: JAYSON MATTHEWS EXPERIENCE!!
Vasco Dias: Woah! I was so entertained by Scott Handsome that I didnāt even see it coming!
{Handsome falls flat just like the joke he is. Scott starts dragging himself to his feet. Jayson looks over to Lucipher Crosse and seemingly dedicates this next move to him. He then jumps onto Scott and takes him down with the RibKracker!}
Terri Morasco: He told me today that he is calling that move the Jaysonās Revelation now!
Vasco Dias: Very effective. A Steve Awesome-esk sacrifice for The Church of Crosse.
Terri Morasco: Yeah but it will never be the real thing.
Vasco Dias: Sure looked like it at No Way Home Terri.
Terri Morasco: ā¦.
{Jayson hooks the leg. 1ā¦.2ā¦...3!!! Jayson gets up and Jack comes to the ring to celebrate.}
{The leadership of The Church of Crosse steps inside of the ring and embrace both members in celebration as wo masked men carry the lectern of bones into the ring and sets up the microphone. Crosse takes his place and clears his throat before beginning his sermon of the week.}
Lucipher Crosse: āI want all of you to look at my beautiful family back together the way that āThe Fatherā intended. Steve Awesome I want you to look really close because this is what a family is supposed to be, not some dysfunctional mess. Do you see any ex-wifes slapping any āfriends?ā Do you see anyone that has to anyone with broken relationships with their kids? No all you see is the pure love that we strive for in The Church of Crosse. This ring is filled with men that are reaching to be the absolute best in their lives.
{Crosse puts his arm around Jack Ferrimen.}
Lucipher Crosse: Brother Jack here has returned to the fold after a bit of a crisis of faith, but it was a crisis that I can respect. You see Jack had to take time away to really think about how he could possibly go on without his brother at his side. He had to really meditate on how he could ever be whole without Brother Jayson by his side, because these two men have grown together. They have gone from being the doormats of IWF that everyone can just wipe their muddy boots on, to being one of the most elite tag teams in the world. Their relationship is much more than that though, because they have grown to be apostles within The Church of Crosse as one, which makes them brothers tenfold greater than blood ever could.
{Lucifer wraps his arm around Jayson, who is grinning from ear to ear.}
Lucipher Crosse: Brother Jayson, my ace in the hole the entire time. You see Steve when you are a part of The Church of Crosse family you are a part of the family for life. You donāt turn your back on The Church and The Church will never turn its back on you. I knew all along that it was a possibility that Brother Nicky could not quite get the job done, but I made damn sure that you would never get your hands on me Steve. You will never in a million life times get your hands on me and your ex brother-in-law, the uncle of your precious little girl, is the one that made sure that happened. How doesā¦
{Crosse stops speaking and the camera shows Steve Awesome walking towards the ring. He is bruised and battered just like Nick Knight, but most glaring is the patch over his eye. Awesome slides into the ring and quickly gets to his feet and stares down Jayson Matthews.}
Teri Morasco: Steve Awesome is walking right into the lions den
Vasco Dias: He might think he'll be some kind of martyr, be he's really just an idiot.
Lucipher Crosse: How nice of you to come to visit us Steven. Perhaps you want to admit you have been wrong all along and kneel before 'The Unholy Sonā?
Steve Awesome: How about you kneel before disdick?
Lucipher Crosse: Do you kiss your daughter with that mouth.
Steve Awesome: Oh Louā¦.Listen. Last week at No Way Home. You pulled a fast one and left me laying in my own blood. I want another match!
Lucipher Crosse: I'm afraid that's just not going to happen Steve. You had your chance and even though you won the battle you lostā¦
{Knight steps forward and rips the microphone from his brotherās hands.}
Nick Knight: No Lou I want another match against this son of a bitch. I want to end the legacy of Steve Awesome once and for fucking all.
Lucipher Crosse:Well Steve looks like Brother Nicky is willing to give you another match, but this time it's under my term. My first term is that you must earn your chance by beating every single man you see before you, myself excluded of course.
{Awesome nods and says he agrees.}
Lucipher Crosse: Splendid! Next week we are going to see Steve Awesome vs Brother Gregor. Now if you will excuse me I am a very busy man.
Steve Awesome: Sounds good to me. But one more thingā¦.
{Steve pops up a superkick off that drills an unsuspecting Jayson Matthews in the face. He falls down and Steve rolls out of the ring before the Church get to him. He smirks in there face and tells them he has a thigh slap for each and everyone of them. Steve and Nick never take their eyes off each other as we go to commercial.}
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Who is the 2021 Iron Maiden?
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{The current reigning IWF Womenās World Champion, Tara Fenix is walking along a hallway backstage. It is uncertain where exactly she is headed, but the lights in the hallway flicker catching her attention. She feels a presence watching her from behind, she spins on her heels turning back. The Womenās World Championship on her shoulder.
She comes face to face with her next challenger, the 2021 Iron Maiden, Eternity in a white corset and matching top hat. Her eyes dart first to the World Championship, which she greets warmly.}
Eternity: We meet again...
{Next her green eyes lock with the World Champion herself. Her gaze held over several minutes, piercing.}
Eternity: Hello, I havenāt seen you in such a long time...
{Eternity then looks passed Tara a moment before tipping her hat as if greeting someone besides the Champion.}
Eternity: Good day, sir. Wonderful to see you again, such a gentleman that one, I know heās looking after you.
{Eternity adjusts her hat before skipping off in the opposite direction to the Womenās World Champion.}
Well howdy there pardner.