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Show Opener
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{ The show opener for Tuesday Night Sacrifice plays to the theme of IOU by Five Finger Death Punch showing clips of all the current champions as well as some of the biggest stars in IWF currently. As the show opening tag for Sacrifice comes to an end we are brought to the commentary booth with Vasco Dias and Terri Morasco. }
Vasco Dias: It's tuesday night, you know what that means!
Terri Morasco: It's IWF SACRIFICE!!!
Vasco Dias: And we've got a super sized show for you tonight!
Terri Morasco: A big return in our opening bout! Jennie Fenix in action against Emmanuelle!
Vasco Dias: Caleb Cannin takes on Gregor Winter! And in the main event the IWF Men's World Championship is on the line!
Terri Morasco: Angel Blake defends against his firstborn son, Dean Harper!
Vasco Dias: But before that we've got that big return!
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SINGLES MATCH
Ulf Hednir vs. La Bolsa
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{ The crowd is already buzzing as they wonder if the rumors are true… }
Terri Morasco: I’m excited, Vasco! I’m so excited!
Vasco Dias: What for?
Terri Morasco: Ulf! Tonight is the night that Ulf returns!
Vasco Dias: Didn’t he just fail in the Roulette?!
Terri Morasco: The Roulette brings many people back for one night, Vasco, you know this. This is different.
Vasco Dias: Well, we did have Ulf Hednir scheduled to compete against La Bolsa this evening, but word has it that La Bolsa missed their connecting flight. Ulf would definitely luck out, but I’m sure this is some sort of marketing ploy. Mark my words, folks: Ulf will not be here tonight!
{ “Raise Your Horns” by Amon Amarth suddenly blares throughout every speaker in the VSU Multipurpose Center and the audience’s cheers are deafening! }
Vasco Dias: Oh, my–
Terri Morasco: This is it! He’s here!
{ Fog shoots out on the stage, and someone charges out onto the stage! Clad in fur, and sporting a horned helmet… There's no mistaking: that’s not Ulf Hednir. The individual panders to the audience repeatedly shouting “SKÅL!” at the audience while sidestepping his way down the ramp. Vasco is a barrel of laughs. }
Vasco Dias: Here you go, Terri! I told you! I told all of you! Ulf is not going to be here tonight. He lost everything! He lost his mojo! Great career, but it’s over.
Alison Valance: On his way down to the ring! Umm… Ulf?! ULF!
{ The audience’s cheers transition into boos while this Fake Ulf continues pandering to them, and gets into the ring. He circles the ring and raises their hand out to the audience, receiving nothing but jeers for his mockery. }
Terri Morasco: This crowd just feels…letdown… I feel letdown!
Vasco Dias: That’s what happens when you get your hopes up, Terri. Don’t beat yourself up over it too–
{ “Raise Your Horns” by Amon Amarth blares even louder in the speakers… the crowd instinctively does bellow out a cheer, as Fake Ulf inside of the ring looks confused. The crowd doesn’t know how to react yet. }
Vasco Dias: What the–
{ The fog machine is working overtime. The entire stage is covered with a vast fog when someone emerges from behind it, and unleashes a mighty howl that sends a chill through the spine of everyone in the audience… The headdress is unmistakable, and he raises the drinking horn high into the sky. }
Terri Morasco: It’s him! {Shaking Vasco.} It’s Ulf! HEDNIR!
{ Poised at the top of the stage, Ulf brings the drinking horn back and gulps down the liquid before turning the drinking horn upside down to show it as empty, while also taking a bold stride forward. }
Ulf Hednir: SKĂ…L!
Crowd: SKĂ…L!
Terri Morasco: Ulf is back, Vasco!
Vasco Dias: I can tell!
{ Inside of the ring, Fake Ulf is arguing with the referee. The real Ulf Hednir points to the imposter in the ring while continuing his stride. }
Alison Valance: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! On his way to the ring… HE IS! The former IWF Men’s World Champion! THE IWF HALL OF FAMER! HE! IS! ULF! HEEEEEDDDDDNNNNNIIIIIRRRRR!
{ The audience almost drowns out Alison’s own voice with how loud they have gotten. Ulf moves to the side to mingle with as many of the fans as he can until he reaches the bottom of the ramp… He pulls the headdress from his head and lets it drop to the floor, and then with a powerful leap, jumps onto the ring apron and howls out while using the ropes to regain his balance. Fake Ulf paces back and forth inside of the ring, snarling in his own mannerisms as a means to hype himself up– Ulf gets into the ring as the music begins to die down. }
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SINGLES MATCH
Ulf Hednir vs. Fake Ulf
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Vasco Dias: Come on, Ulf #2! KNOCK HIM OUT!
DING!
{ Ulf Hednir breaks into a sprint toward Fake Ulf, and… BAM! THE THOR PUNCH! The crowd is going wild! }
Terri Morasco: THOR PUNCH! THOR PUNCH! THOR PUNCH! It’s been so long since we’ve seen a proper Thor Punch, Vasco!
Vasco Dias: Oof. That was a full connection.
{ Ulf puts his foot over Fake Ulf, and raises his hand to count along with the referee. }
ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!!!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Terri Morasco: A huge return!
Vasco Dias: Against who?!
Alison Valance: Your winner! BY WAY OF PINFALL! ULF! HEEEEEDDDDDNNNNNIIIIIRRRRR!!!!!
{ Ulf steps forward with his arms raised into the air, and then drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring. He rushes forward to the audience and continues greeting as many as he can until he finally climbs over the barricade and starts celebrating his successful return with the crowd. }
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Paying The Bill
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{Eddie D & Randon Hayes enter into their shared office space backstage as Sacrifice continues}
Eddie D: So you can imagine the size of that dry cleaning bill ...
{Eddie stops in his tracks, his eyebrows furrowing as he sees a pair of sneakers propped up on his desk}
Eddie D: Exactly what part of that closed door did you not understand?
{The camera pans around to show the intruder as none other than IWF Women's Champion, Brooklyn Madrox, who smiles and lifts her feet down from the desk}
Brooklyn Madrox: Higha, Mista D ... Randon ...
{Brooklyn tips an imaginary cap}
Brooklyn Madrox: I know it's rather rude to just show up unannounced, but I thought this was better than hijacking the entire show just to get some attention.
{Randon fights back a smirk as Eddie takes a step forward, ushering the Women's champ to the proper side of the desk}
Eddie D: Yes, well fine. What can we do for you then?
{Brooklyn smirks and elbows Randon as she passes him}
Brooklen Madrox: Why's he so grumpy all the time?
{Randon attempts to answer, or perhaps defend Eddie, but Brooklyn continues none-the-less}
Brooklyn Madrox: I thnk you know why I'm here, boys. I'm here because you let some spoiled little princess and her gentleman lover hold this show ransom until she got what she wanted. Is that the kind of look you really want for this company? That all you need to do to get your own way is to stand in that ring and hold your breath until you're blue in the face?
{Brooklyn taps her finger on the desk}
Brooklyn Madrox: I don't seem to remember Shelly demanding a rematch less than a week after losing the title to Caroline, who also didn't stomp her feet and cry about a rematch with Jennie ... so why are we suddenly in the habit of negotiating with bubblegum terrorists? Hmmmm?
{Brooklyn holds up her hand as Randon, again, tries to interject}
Brooklyn Madrox: You, hush - it was rhetorical. Long story short, gents, you set a dangerous precedent because while Jennie is apparently able to demand a rematch - it's still within the champions purview to accept or deny that challenge. Frankly, I don't know if I like the fact that Jennie is jumping right back to the front of the line. What if there were another girl poised to get her big shot and now Miss Attention Magnet is pushing her out of the way? I don't like this, gentlemen - it stinks and you know it.
{Brooklyn turns to leave as Randon stops her}
Randon Hayes: So wait, are you seriously saying no to this match? It's already been announced! I've already seen the mockup for the posters and everything ... Eddie, can she do this?
{Eddie crosses his arms}
Eddie D: Actually, no, she can't.
{The camera cuts back to a smiling Brooklyn}
Brooklyn Madrox: Yeah I know - I mean, I'm all for punching Jennie in the face some more so I'm totes down for this thing. But, when I defeat her again ... she goes to the BACK of the line, boys! No more free shots, 'k?
{Brooklyn smiles slinks out of the doorway as the pair just look at each other and shake their heads}
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A Little Demonstration
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{ “Out Of The Black” by Royal Blood comes on the speakers and Nick Danger walks out from behind the curtain wearing street clothes and a custom-made Spiderman leather jacket that has an Ace symbol Spiderman on the back. He has the IWF World Television Championship around his waist and gives fans high fives and walks up the steel steps, enters through the middle rope and straps the title around his waist holding it in the air with the crowd chanting “Rising Ace” in the arena. }
Vasco Dias: I still can't believe this damn idiot is the IWF World Television champion. Plus he cut Ram's spot in line for an opportunity at the IWF World Television Championship.
Terri Mosco: Nick's worked hard for three years for a shot at winning championship gold here in IWF. Let's see what Nick has to say.
{Nick asks for a microphone and then speaks}
Nick Danger: I got to say winning this title at Night Of The Immortals was the best moment in my career. When I debuted here at IWF on June 8, 2020, I didn't know where I was going in my career. There were moments in my career I was at my highest and my lowest in my career. I had great matches with the guys in the back and they gave me my respect. But most of those guys won World titles and I said to myself I am winning gold this year of 2023. At Night Of The Immortals, when the dust cleared and it went to sudden death I pulled the last trigger against Caleb Cannin and won the IWF World Television Championship.
Nick holds the title in the air for a few seconds then stops and speaks again.
Nick Danger: Now the goal is to defend this title ten times and I will get a shot at the IWF World Heavyweight Championship. The biggest question is who am I going to face? Is it going to be Dean Harper or Angel Blake? I got to achieve my first goal and that is to defend the title ten times. So next week I will defend this title in an open challenge to those who want a shot at this title.
{ The crowd’s cheers turn into boos as Yulia Malakova steps onto the stage, smirking from ear to ear as she imbibes from a small shot glass of the classic 007-style vodka martini. She mockingly applauds the speech Nick gave, clackling with glee as she does so. }
Yulia Malakova: Very brave speech, little man. Major golf claps to you!!
{ The boos get louder. }
Yulia Malakova: Shall we get to the point? If you are looking for someone to step up and fight you for that World Television Championship, then I suggest…the man you spurned. The man you jumped in front of for your own precious ego. The man who CARRIED you throughout your career. The very man you OWE your life to…RAM!
{ Nick has a look of confusion looking at Yulia and speaks. }
Nick Danger: Okay Yulia I don't know rather you are bitter because JJ divorce your ass but telling lies about me is wrong. But you said Ram carried my career here in IWF. When did he start carrying my career? Because if JJ and Fiona Mcfly didn't come to his aid he would be locked up for the rest of his life. When we were in the Striking Unit we had to work together and have each other's back. At High Stakes this year we fought Fairytales and Nightmares of Dean Harper and JC Keeton for a shot at the IWF World Tag Team Championships. Now the match did end by DQ and we had the win but we wanted to beat them fairly. The referee restarted the match and it was a no-DQ match. But sadly Ram was the one who was pinned, not me.
{ Nick stops for a moment and speaks again. }
Nick Danger: Then me and Ram were in that Triple Threat match for the IWF World Television Championship when Caleb Cannin was still champion. The match ended in a draw and Ram was talking about fighting Nick Knight. I would not be surprised if he threw his hat in the pot and said he wanted a shot at the title. But he didn't so why the hell are telling him all these lies about me?
{ Yulia snorted. }
Yulia Malakova: Lies?! LIES?! Only one truth matters above everything else…you never beat Ram. You could not beat him…so you decided to BEG him for his Dr. Peppers, BEG him to let you stay at his home. Pathetic…but perhaps, your small brain cells got into the way of the reality that has settled upon you right here and now. You…are a grifter, a user. You wanted to have him under your leash, and when it was most convenient to you…you discarded him, cut him loose. But little man…retribution is coming – much sooner than you think.
{ The crowd continues to boo. }
Yulia Malakova: Something tells me that you still are not convinced. Perhaps…a little demonstration is in order!
{ Yulia giggles before sauntering off to the back. The crowd noise swells with shrieks as RAM, from out of nowhere, hops into the ring with steel chair in hand! As Nick Danger turns around…THWACK!!...he runs right into a chairshot to the noggin! The fans continue jeering as RAM stands over his fallen victim and the subsequent TV title! }
Terri Morasco: I don’t believe this!
Vasco Dias: The kid’s officially in the dark side! I’m lovin’ this picture!
Terri Morasco: Wait, wait–NO! NOT THIS!!
{ RAM chucks the stel chair to the outside! He then picks up the hapless Nick Danger and lifts him into a pumphandle position before spiking him head-first onto the TV title with a brand-new signature move! The crowd continues booing as RAM smirks from ear to ear. }
RAM: Marshall Law, BITCH! I warned you! I warned you, didn’t I?! You weren’t gonna listen to me! I made you – now…I BROKE you! And you’re gonna be broken all over again!
{ RAM continues yelling at Nick Danger, pointing to the latter’s bloodied form! As we cut to a break, we can see that the ring is beginning to be littered with trash from the angry crowd! }
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SINGLES MATCH
Jennie Fenix vs. Emmanuelle
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{ Emmanuelle stands at the curtain as “Say Go” by D Smoke begins to play. She walks out, taking time to soak in the reaction of the crowd before making her way down to the ring. }
Terri Morasco: Vasco, we heard from Emmanuelle earlier this week, and it sounded as her win at Night of the Immortals was just the thing she needed to get her mind on the right track again. She even went so far as to boldly proclaim that Jennie is in Emmy's World now.
Vasco Dias: Confidence is great, Morasco… but as far as I'm concerned, that comment borders on stupidity. Jennie Fenix is the former Women's Champion, who got beat by one of the greatest woman wrestlers of all-time. As annoying and childish as Jennie can be, I still wouldn't be intentionally trying to light any fires under her. It's always easier to keep kicking someone when they're already down. You don't have to lift your leg as high.
Terri Morasco: Emmanuelle is very accomplished in her own right though.
Vasco Dias: That's great. I'll give her a cookie if she wants to walk over here. But I'm not going to be like all of these idiots in this building here tonight and gush over her.
{ The crowd buzzes in anticipation for the arrival of the former IWF Women’s World Champion. The camera takes a quick glimpse of Emmanuelle as she looks ready for this match up… }
Vasco Dias: At least Emmanuelle looks like she’s ready to go, but there’s no denying that Jennie is a strange one to prepare for…
Terri Morasco: For those maybe unfamiliar with her though: Emmanuelle is known through multiple promotions as a top tier talent, and she is a good friend of the Blake-Docherty family. No doubt that Jennie has her work cut out for her, but even you have to admire that she is ready to go right back against Brooklyn–
Vasco Dias: And have a repeat of what happened at Night of the Immortals.
{ Without further ado… }
Do I make you nervous?
Do I make you scared?
Do I make you wanna just stop and stare?
Weird, bizarre, unusual
Sicker than sick, atypical
A perfect picture of your fucking worst nightmare
{ The crowd goes crazy as the opening of “Strange Girl” by Halestorm erupts through the speakers! A spotlight hits the center stage where Jennie emerges from behind the curtains with a flannel shirt tied around her waist, and The Fenix Sisters beanie atop her head. A number of the Purge masks light up throughout the audience. She holds a green neon sign overhead with a number written on it and displays it out to the audience…underneath the number says “I HAVE BROOKLYN’S NUMBER”. }
Vasco Dias: Is that–
Terri Morasco: Is that Brooklyn’s actual number?
Vasco Dias: I– I think that is!
{ Jennie skips forward a bit and then starts hopping up and down while holding the sign one way, and then the other way. }
Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen! On her way to the ring! She is the former IWF Women’s World Champion! JENNIE! FEEEEENNNNNIIIIIXXXXX!!!!!
{ The crowd cheers louder as Alison finishes saying her name, and Jennie tosses the sign to the floor before going into a sprint and rushes down to the ring– she slides under the bottom rope and into the ring, springing back to her feet and is almost nose to nose with Emmanuelle. The two girls look like they’re mouthing off at each other, but the smile gives away that there’s nothing but love between them. Jennie takes the beanie off herself and places it on Emmanulle’s head; Emmanuelle adjusts it slightly but then takes it off and flings it to the audience to give one lucky fan a keepsake. Meanwhile takes the flannel shirt from her waist and ties it around one of the turnbuckles before finally turning and waiting for the start of the match. }
{ The referee for this contest, Jessica Andrews calls for the opening bell! }
Ding!
{ The two women meet in the middle of the ring for a very brief handshake. }
Terri Morasco: That's refreshing to see.
Vasco Dias: It makes me want to vomit.
{ The pleasantries are short-lived, however. After a clean parting on the handshake, Jennie lays into Emmanuelle with a vicious closed fist. Emmanuelle is rocked, possibly even caught a bit off guard. Fenix follows up with a knife-edge chop to Emmanuelle's chest, which drives Emmy's torso backwards from the force and sets up for an Irish Whip into the ropes from Jennie. Fenix takes Emmanuelle down on the rebound with a Japanese arm drag! Continuing to push the pace, Fenix performs a Crucifix float over into a Sunset Bomb! Jennie holds on for a cover! The referee quickly slides into position for a count!... }
One!
Tw-!!
No!!!
{ Emmanuelle kicks out just before Jessica's hand slaps the mat for a second time! }
Terri Morasco: Jennie almost caught Emmanuelle by surprise there!
Vasco Dias: That's one of the things you really have to be conscious of when you're in the ring against Jennie, Morasco. A lot of wrestlers have a go-to move they like because they're better at it than most, whereas Jennie is always looking to tie someone up in a pinning situation.
{ Emmanuelle prevents an overhand chop by Jennie by catching her arm. The Princess of the Palisades pushes Jennie's arm to the side and goes in strong with a wicked headbutt to Fenix's forehead, which it has been said presents a large target. Jennie staggers. Emmanuelle goads Jennie, and Fenix bites the bait. The Platinum Standard stings Jennie with a right cross she calls the 'Cross Counter!' Emmanuelle follows with a kick to Jennie's midsection, allowing her to take Jennie up in the air for a Delayed Vertical Suplex! The crowd starts counting off the seconds as Emmanuelle shows off her impressive power by holding Fenix in the air for a full minute before dropping her backwards to the canvas! }
Terri Morasco: How strong is Emmanuelle, Vasco?! Wow!
Vasco Dias: I don't know. I've never tried to hold a human above my head for a full minute. Let's do some research though, Morasco! Let me try to suplex you like that!
Terri Morasco: No.
Vasco Dias: C'mon, I won't put you through the table.
Terri Morasco: No.
Vasco Dias: Well how else am I supposed to accurately answer your question if I don't actually know!
{ Emmanuelle capitalizes on Jennie's temporary vulnerability by hooking her up and delivering the 'Pasadena Bomb'! The Platinum Standard holds on for a cover! The referee quickly slides into position for a count!... }
One!
Two!!
No!!!
{ Fenix kicks out just a heartbeat away from a three count! }
Terri Morasco: Emmanuelle was an eyelash away from what many fans may have considered an upset!
Vasco Dias: Some hard-hitting, high-impact offense from Emmanuelle led to that! I can't help but wonder if she has Jennie off-balance now, though? When you're in the air for a full minute on a suplex all of the blood has to rush to your head.
{ Emmanuelle brings Jennie the rest of the way up off the canvas from her knees to deliver a liver punch. Jennie grimaces in pain, and her body is pushed forward into the ropes. Emmanuelle hooks Jennie up off the bounce and takes her down with a side Russian Leg Sweep. Emmanuelle rolls backwards, motioning for Jennie to get up as the crowd rises to their feet. When Jennie finally does, Emmanuelle blasts her in the chest with a shotgun style dropkick! The force of the move propels Jennie back into a corner where she falls on her butt. Emmanuelle goes to the opposite corner, winding up the crowd for what is to follow. The Platinum Standard charges Jennie, looking for the 'Platinum Dynamic'!... But Jennie feels it coming! She moves at the last second and Emmanuelle's knees eat the turnbuckle! }
Terri Morasco: Jennie Fenix narrowly averted disaster there, but for Emmanuelle there may not have been a worse possible outcome!
Vasco Dias: That's why you don't play to these people, Morasco! Those were valuable seconds Emmanuelle wasted!
{ Both Emmanuelle and Fenix are a little slow to get up. Emmanuelle gets up gingerly, favoring her knees. Jennie is just a tick behind her. Fenix makes a break for the corner, coming out of it with a corner Springboard Jumping High Kick! The kick puts Emmanuelle down! Fenix wastes no time going to the top with her high-octane style of offense, following the high kick by landing on Emmy with the 'Coup de JINX'! Jennie rolls off the double stomp as Emmanuelle folds herself up, holding her ribs. }
Vasco Dias: The Platinum Standard is in a bad way now, Morasco!
Terri Morasco: Jennie has dialed it up and is starting to keep away from the power that Emmanuelle possesses, and Emmanuelle is really looking outclassed trying to defend against the more lucha-based style.
{ Jennie continues on the attack, bringing Emmanuelle up off the canvas and launching into a series of rolling Northern Lights Suplexes she calls 'Three Wishes'! The crowd counts along with the Suplexes until the third one lands! Fenix again lifts Emmy off the canvas, giving the Platinum Standard a wet willy before planting her into the mat with her version of the Half-Nelson Michinoku Driver she calls the 'Djinn Driver'! Jennie has Emmanuelle pinned! The referee moves into position for a cover!... }
One!
Two!!
Three!!!
{ The referee signals for the last bell. }
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
{ “Strange Girl” by Halestorm hits as Jennie rises to her feet. The crowd stands and applauds both women. Many cheer for Jennie. Some, disappointed that Emmanuelle lost, keep it to polite applause. The referee raises Jennie's arm high in the air. }
Terri Morasco: Jennie is back to her winning ways, but what a match, Vasco!
Vasco Dias: What is this, though? More sportsmanship?! Ugh.
{ Jennie offers up a hand to Emmanuelle to help her up. The two women share a hug before Emmanuelle exits the ring. Jennie hops on the second turnbuckle and encourages the crowd to make some more noise as the show goes to a commercial. }
Winner: Jennie Fenix by pinfall
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Open Challenge Accepted
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{ 'OLEEEEEEEEE' rings throughout the arena and the fans leap to their feet as El Grande Malo comes skipping out from behind the curtain }
Vasco Dias: Ugh ... I hate this guy.
{ Malo pauses at the top of the ramp, microphone in hand, and waves at the crowd as his music dies out }
El Grande Malo: Hola, mi amigos!
{ The fans pop for their favorite masked man }
El Grande Malo: Malo, he is sitting in the back and maybe is hearing the wrong things, amigo. Did señor Danger says tu titles is up for the grabs?
{ On the Imerpitron we see a replay from earlier in the night }
{ We see Malo with a big smile on his face. }
El Grande Malo: Ahhhhh, well señor, Malo - he is thinking that this is the bueno chances to add the new titles to mi collection! Amigo, tu has got yourself the challengers!
{ The fans erupt into a chorus of cheers as Malo lowers the microphone }
Terri Morasco: You heard it here, ladies and gentlemen! Nick Danger will be putting his Television title on the line next week against the best wrestler to ever come out of Mexico!
Vasco Dias: Ahem ...
Terri Morasco: Maine.
Vasco Dias: Yeah ... Mexico, MAINE, Terri ... Mexico, Maine.
{ Malo gets an OLE chant goin as we head to a break. }
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SINGLES MATCH
Caleb Cannin vs. Gregor Winter
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{The arena goes pitch black as the guitar and drum entrance of O Fortuna begins to play over the PA. Suddenly the lights come at the fifty-eight second mark as the guttural scream of lyrics begins. The big man slowly makes his way to the ring ignoring the crowd, some of which are covering their ears from the almost painful to listen to entrance music. Once he reaches the ring he climbs up onto the apron facing the hard camera as silver flames shoot high into the air from the ring posts.
The music stops and he steps inside of the ring ready for action.}
Vasco Dias: Here’s the former member of The Church of Crosse, and now leading the MOD movement! But I have to be honest with you, Terri, I just don’t like his odds here tonight. Caleb Cannin has been on fire the last couple of weeks, even securing the Joker in the Pack!
Terri Morasco: Caleb has been doing some amazing work, and I think he just continues to get better. You have to imagine that he’s going to be watching the next match up close and deciding when it’s time to cash in that briefcase for the championship, but Gregor is no pushover; a former TV Champion in his own right, and he has come back with a bit of a vengeance! This could be the win Gregor needs to really push himself over!
{The opening riff of “Epic” greets the audience as Caleb Cannin walks onto the entrance stage. He smiles devilishly as he makes a confident stride down the ramp. He reaches the steel steps, glaring at any fans in the front. Making a careful ascent up the steps, he wipes his feet on the apron before setting foot in the ring. He ditches the jacket and towel, tossing them at a poor ring attendant.}
Vasco Dias: And here he is, the man, THE FUTURE, Caleb Cannin! Just look at that confidence, Terri. He knows that he has this won! He knows it!
Terri Morasco: I think you’re really underselling Gregor, and I’m not sure if that’s a smart thing to do.
{ The opening bell sounds, and both of the fighters go right into a collar-and-elbow lock up, where Gregor takes quick control over the former IWF World Television Champion and Joker in the Pack winner; Caleb uses the ropes to his discretion during this time forcing the referee to break them apart and then calls them back to the middle of the ring… The two are in another collar-and-elbow lock, and Gregor once again overpowers Caleb; Caleb uses the same tactic, but rather than going for the center of the ring, he drops and goes to the outside of the ring. The audience is letting Caleb know what they think as he circles the ring and seems to be ready to just leave.
Gregor chases him outside of the ring, and Caleb catches him with a poke to the eye and then rakes at them to force him back against the ring apron. Caleb unloads with a series of strikes as Gregor is trying to recover from blurred vision, and Caleb tosses him back into the ring and attacks the bigger man while he’s on the ground! Caleb goes for a couple of quick covers during this time, but none of them earn him the three count. Caleb pulls Gregor up and hits him with a beautiful dropkick to send him back down to the mat, and scrambles for another cover, but Gregor once again kicks out of it!
Caleb maintains the pressure against his opponent, and despite this, Gregor still gets to his feet and starts firing back… The crowd seems to rally a little more behind Gregor than they are with Caleb, and Gregor sails Caleb over with multiple overhead belly-to-belly suplexes! Caleb is in trouble when Gregor catches him with a powerslam and in perfect position for WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION!
Caleb kicks out just before the count of three and escapes to the outside of the ring again.
Gregor chases him back out of the ring, and is able to maintain the pressure on him with elbows and knees. He sends Caleb tumbling into the barricade and chases him in…but Caleb grabs a fans drink, steps to the side, and tosses the drink into Gregor’s face temporarily blinding him! Caleb sends Gregor back into the ring, and follows him in…Gregor catches Caleb with an inside cradle and almost steals the win, but Caleb once again kicks out!
Both of the men get to their feet at around the same time, and Caleb gives up his back as Gregor charges him into the corner. The referee tries to break the two apart, and while the referee isn’t paying attention, Caleb with CUP CHECK! The referee is baffled by what’s going on and Caleb takes advantage of the situation with THE CANNIN ENDING! Caleb makes the cover and earns the three count. }
WINNER via PINFALL at 14:53: CALEB CANNIN
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SEGMENT
Tous dieux tombent
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{ “Hell Broke Luce” blasts forth, the houselights dimming down as the strobe beats like a heartbeat at the top of the ramp. The crowd comes unglued knowing who’s arrived and not a second later, Matthew Knox steps out into the pulsing light dressed to the 9’s in a black waistcoat, white shirt, slacks and spats with the Invictus title around his waist. He stands with one hand on the belt, posing for the camera and paying it a smirk before making his way to the ring. }
Terri Morasco: The Invictus Champion, Matt Knox. Love him or hate him -
Vasco Dias: Hate him.
Terri Morasci: His run in IWF has been undeniable, and I’d even venture to say that this second run he looks even more dominant.
Vasco Dias: If nothing else, he’s proven himself to be tougher than I thought he was. And I do appreciate the dedication he’s showing this time around, even if he’s a dick to the boys in the back.
{ Knox climbs the ringsteps, stepping between the top and middle peoples before unsnapping the Invictus Title and holding it high over his head to the roar of the audience. He smiles, bringing it to rest on his shoulder before walking to a corner and motioning for a microphone, paying Jessica Andrews a wink and a nod in thanks. }
Vasco Dias: Great, now our announcer is pregnant.
{ Knox motions for his music to cut before taking his spot in the middle of the ring. He looks out over the audience once more, smirking before raising the mic. }
Matt Knox: I could eat the rest of the show up with all I could talk about. There’s a lot going on here lately, isn’t there? And so much of it has my fingerprints all over it.
{ He adjusts the title before continuing. }
Matt Knox: RAM has lost his mind, and turned into a little shit since I smacked him around and called him a punk. Stephen Terrella has gone back to being a gory circus act to appease the lowest common denominator after failing to do a damn thing to me…Again. Nick Knight fell on his face and looked like a fool, by my hand….and I have become Invictus Totalus…
{ He looks to the title once more, smirking. }
Matt Knox: I had a really good metaphor about my defense with Chaney because we all know that my detractors in the back are going to focus on it being a draw….it was something about how if an army storms a castle, but can’t breach the walls even if they kill near every solder defending the castle, what have they won when they leave without that castle?
{ He makes a face, arching an eyebrow. }
Matt Knox: What did Allen Chaney leave with, except an appointment for surgery? Get better soon Allen….let’s see, what else. Oh, JC Keeton left. That sucks. This was going to be easier with help, but I can do it by myself. It’s better if I do, since it keeps the narrative about me being that much better than the rest of you in the back alive…..
{ He wets his lips, chuckling. }
Matt Knox: Sanguis Immortalis..
{ The fans let out a mixed reaction to the mention of the tag champs. Matthew looks out over them, smirking. }
Matt Knox: The biggest roots of this incestuous family stump that strangles this company with every second they’re given in front of these cameras. Let’s start with the lesser of them in you, Sabin. This is me giving you a reprieve. You can let your legs rest because I’m not chasing you any more. You spent more than a year running from me, only piping up to accept the challenge when it was clear to anyone with a half working eye that I was burning out and breaking down…
{ He steps closer to the camera. }
Matt Knox: and going quiet the second I came back looking better than I did my entire run here. See, where I have returned and ascended and evolved? You have become no more than the punk who holds Angel Blake’s pocket. See, next week i’m fighting the wrestler you think you are in Serenity Holmes. So when I beat her, I can’t help but wonder….why waste one of however many matches I have left on a transitional champion that was spoon fed challengers who cowtows so readily to a fraud, and calls him Daddy?
{ He shakes his head backing up a step and raising a finger. }
Matt Knox: But him? He’s the reason I showed up here tonight. Now, I won’t call you out for a fight right now Angel because frankly? I know you won’t come. And if you did dig your balls out of Tara’s purse and make your way out here? There aren’t enough eyes to see what I’m going to do to you…
{ He turns his attention tot he back. }
Matt Knox: But while you are back there, shrinking away and lying to yourself about how little i scare you? You listen, and you listen well. Hear me like you hear yourself, Angel. What I’m going to do to you? Killing a God, however patheitc and self proclaimed? That requires the eyes of more than just IWF…so here it is.
{ He finds the camera again, leaning in. }
Matt Knox: Angel Blake….Matt Knox…..WrestleStock.
{ The fans come unglued as Matthew takes a moment to soak in their reaction, before raising the mic once more his voice lowering to something closer to a growl as he grates out his next point. }
Matt Knox: You’re the nexus of what’s gone wrong with IWF, Blake. You’re a weak man with a pathetic heir, a joke of a father and a cancerous tumor that is choking the growth of the real future of IWF like Danger, Cannin, Emmanuelle, Brookly–wait, she actually managed to uproot a part of the problem didn’t she?
{ He smirks at this, before wetting his lips and speaking once more, barely above a whisper and dripping with malice. }
Matt Knox: To kill a God, to slay this beast, to cure this cancer…I’ll go to places you’ve only read about, Angel. I wouldn’t blame you for proving yourself craven and refusing this challenge…but know that all you’ll be refusing is the mercy of it being sanctioned…..I am Raze….I am Ruin…I am the Raven..
{ He pauses, a breathy chuckle escaping him before he adds. }
Matt Knox: Tous dieux tombent
{ He drops the mic then as his music hits. He raises the Invictus title above his head as the camera fades to a commercial. }
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IWF MEN'S WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP
SINGLES MATCH
Dean Harper vs Angel Blake(c)
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{ We come back from the final commercial break of the evening to the desk and Vasco Dias with Terri Morasco. }
Vasco Dias: Welcome back! It’s time for our main event!!
Terri Morasco: In what could be considered a rematch of a fantastic tag team match at Night of the Immortals, Angel Blake will defend his IWF Men’s World Championship against Dean Harper in singles competition!
Vasco Dias: They were supposed to clash in a singles match but of course their tag team partners got involved and wrestling will be wrestling!
Terri Morasco: Which lead us to Angel issuing an open challenge that Dean was happy to accept!
Vasco Dias: Right here, right now, we will find out who the superior member of the family is! It’s father versus son, it’s a World Title, it’s professional wrestling and it’s right now!
{ The lights in the arena dim as Alison Valance begins her announcement. }
Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a sixty minute time limit and it is for the IWF Men’s World Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, weighing in at 185 pounds billed from Sioux Falls, South Dakota, he is… DEAN HARPER!!!!
{The crowd grow silent as the lights go out, chanting in Bulgarian chanting can be heard as the beginning of Parasite eve as the chanting gets louder the stage area starts to fill with smoke. Suddenly, and abruptly as the drums and guitars kick in a pyro explodes around the stage.}
“I've got a fever, don't breathe on me
I'm a believer in nobody
Won't let me leave 'cause I've seen something”
{Pyro explodes either side of the rampway as Dean Harper appears through the red tinted smoke. He stands with his arms outstretched, fists balled up soaking in the reaction from the crowd before walking down to the ring slowly. He jumps up onto the apron before springing on the bottom rope into the ring. Once in the center of the ring, he spreads his arms wide as he soaks in the red flashing lights before lifting his head sharply, kicking back the hood to show his face, nodding in rhythm to the music as he slowly breaks into a wicked grin. After a few moments he turns and settles into his corner, tossing his hood and jacket to ringside.}
Alison Valance: And introducing the champion, weighing in at 228 pounds, billed from Litchfield Hills, Connecticut… HE IS GOD!!! ANGEL BLAKE!!!!
{ All the lights in the arena go out as words blaze across the Imperitron. }
“Blessed are the wicked who are healed by my hands.”
{ The entire arena absolutely explodes with cheers as the opening notes of the orchestra version of Gateways begins to play as flames erupt across the stage like napalm. Slowly Angel Blake begins to rise from within the flames with his arms outstretched wearing a long black coat with the birthdate of his baby girl embroidered on the back and the IWF World Championship around his waist. Angel throws his arms up in the air as the metal version of Gateways takes over and really kicks into gear. Flames erupt all the way down the stage and ignite the ring posts as well as the lyrics finally kick in. }
The core principle of freedom
Is the only notion to obey
The formula of evolution and sin
Leading the way
{ Angel steps out of the flames looking over to the crowd with a terrible grin before looking toward the ring. He scowls as he begins to walk, flames erupting behind him with every step. Angel finally reaches the ring, lifting his coat to walk up the steps. He stops on the apron and looks out toward the crowd as the song blasts. Blake throws his arms out and his head back as the arena lights go up to a blinding level. Blake turns and steps into the ring with confidence heading over to the far corner. The chorus comes back around as Angel stands up on the second turnbuckle and crosses his arms over his head in an X. Blake hops down and turns his back to the corner and throws his coat off as the music dies down. }
Vasco Dias: You could cut the tension in here with a butterknife.
Terri Morasco: Seriously.
{ We see senior referee, Blue Shoes check both opponents as well as collect the World title and display it to Dean who simply nods in his father’s direction. }
Vasco Dias: We are about to see something special here, Terri.
Terri Morasco: I feel exactly the same way.
{ Blue Shoes hands off the title to the time keeper. Angel and Dean both look like bucking broncos waiting for the gates to be opened. Blue Shoes checks them both one more time before raising his hand and literally the same moment Blue Shoes calls for the bell they both explode out of their corners and crash into each other in the middle of the ring witch full on closed fist punches!!! }
Vasco Dias: The bell has barely sounded and chaos is already breaking out!
Terri Morasco: I think we are about to see a lot of referee discretion here!
Vasco Dias: No one wants this match to end in a dq!
{ Blue Shoes yells warning but they fall on completely deaf ears as Angel and Dean are just throwing full on haymakers at each other. Blue Shoes doesn’t dare to get between them because that would just be bad for his health. }
Terri Morasco: What is Blue Shoes supposed to even do in this situation!?
Vasco Dias: Count the three when it happens!
{ They switch from punches to forearm shivers and the crowd is all in for it as we reach the first full minute of the match and have only seen them punch the absolute holy hell out of each other. Dean staggers after one shot but still fires back. Angel similarly staggers but comes right back with another. They are throwing all of their body weight into each and every shiver and Angel has the advantage in that department as Dean finally stumbles back a couple of feet! }
Vasco Dias: God won out in the end!
Terri Morasco: I don’t know about that!
{ Dean fires right back with a running bicycle knee, clear the two to three feet and drilling his father directly in the face! Angel is now the one to stumble back and Dean goes right to clubbing him over the back several times before taking Angel by the hair and the tights and running Blake shoulder first into the nearest ring post. Dean doesn’t stop there as he behind to stomp the back of Angel’s left leg over and over and over again until his father drops to one knee. Dean falls back, lines up his shot and then charges in with a dropkick right to the bent leg! }
Terri Morasco: Dean is going for that left leg and looking to break it clean in half!
Vasco Dias: Smart move by Harper, Angel is one of the best strikers in the game but you need a strong base to throw a worthy punch or kick!
{ Dean rips his father out of the corner but Blake drills Harper with an elbow shot to the gut! Blake turns and starts to chop the living hell out of Dean’s chest, driving Harper backward into the ring. Angel looks for a spinning backfist but Dean gets under it, Dean hits the ropes and rebounds right into Divine Justice! Dean is staggered, Angel shakes his leg out and hits the ropes himself before drilling Dean in his left knee with a chopblock! }
Vasco Dias: Angel taking a page out of his son’s book!
Terri Morasco: So this is just a fight to cripple each other!?
Vasco Dias: Looks like it!
{ Angel is up to his feet, he takes the left ankle of Dean and then starts to drive that left knee into the mat over and over again as Dean just grits his teeth, refusing to scream. After driving that knee into the mat five times, Angel relents and twists Dean around. Blake goes to grab his son to pull him up but Dean pulls him down into a roll up. Angel immediately kicks out and they are both to their feet at the same time and both of them fire off their own version of a knee strike, connecting and hitting the mat together! }
Vasco Dias: Double knee strikes!
Terri Morasco: They think more alike than they probably want to admit!
{ Dean pushes himself up on his fists, he looks like he’s only getting angrier. Angel is also up with a sneer on his face. The two of them stand and come right back at each other with fists! Blue Shoes is once again yelling but nobody cares! After several exchanges Angel suddenly fires off a kick to that left knee of Dean. Dean responds with a hard stomp to the left knee of Angel! Blake then grabs Dean by the neck and twists him around to throw him but Dean reverses and sends Angel through the ropes onto the apron. Dean runs across the ring and bounces off the ropes, Angel stands up on the apron and Dean comes crashing through the ropes with a suicide dive spear into the gut of Angel and both of them go crashing to the arena floor! }
Vasco Dias: I think we all knew the ring wasn’t going to contain this match for long but a spear through the ropes!?
Terri Morasco: Dean is an incredible and incredibly dangerous athlete!
Vasco Dias: I wouldn’t want to wrestle him even in my prime!
{ Dean has his father up and throws Angel with everything he has into the crowd barriers! Angel hits hard and Dean is right there with a bicycle knee! Dean then hoists his father up and drops Angel left knee first over the crowd barrier! Angel is saddled on the barrier now and Dean backs up about twenty feet away. Dean runs down the side of the barrier then jumps up and huricanranas Angel off the crowd barrier! }
Terri Morasco: A hurricanrana off the barrier!
Vasco Dias: You don’t see that everyday!
{ Dean pounds his chest with a roar as Angel is struggling to get back to his feet. Dean walks over as Angel tries to stand but Blake rams into Dean with all of his strength and sends his son bouncing off the ring steps! Dean tries to get up fast but Angel is right there with a Divine Justice to the side of Dean’s head! Angel then pulls Dean up by that left leg and sends him knee first into the crowd barrier with The Dragon’s Screw Leg Whip! }
Vasco Dias: Angel is right back after that knee!
Terri Morasco: And you know he’s only getting started!
{ Angel flips the top off the steel steps and drags the lower half to the foot of the entrance ramp. Angel then pulls Dean up to his feet and walks him over to the steel steps. Angel bounces Dean’s skull off the steel steps then places his boys head right in the center. Angel looks to the top rope and then climbs back into the ring. Angel heads to the ropes and scales the corner. }
Vasco Dias: Angel is going to the top rope! This isn’t something we’ve seen him do in almost ten years!
Terri Morasco: Angel used to be one of the best high flyers in the business until injuries forced him to change his style!
{ Angel is on the top rope, Dean seems to be out cold on the steps. Angel slaps that left leg before leaping off the top with a Daddy’s Dental Work curb stomp!!! Dean rolls off the steps and Angel drives his own left foot straight into the steel steps and crumples over almost immediately in pain! }
Terri Morasco: Dean lured him in! He played possum!
Vasco Dias: Dean is a ring general at this stage in his career! He knew what he was waiting for! He knew his father would take a foolish risk!
{ Angel is on the ground and in serious pain. Dean charges in with some incredibly vicious stomps on that left leg of Blake. Dean is just going absolutely crazy, literally stomping a mudhole through that knee as Angel can’t help but let out a scream of pain. Dean pulls that leg up and then slams it into the steel steps! Dean is feeling the momentum on his side and pulls his father up to his feet. Dean clean slaps Angel across the face before hitting a snap belly to belly suplex on Blake onto the steel steps! }
Vasco Dias: Dean may have severed every tendon in Angel’s leg and now he’s looking to break his back!
Terri Morasco: Dean wants to make damn sure that Angel can’t kick out!
{ Dean climbs into the ring, his leg is clearly bothering him but he soldiers through it. Dean runs across the ring, stumbling for a moment but bouncing off the ropes, Dean comes back across at full speed and hits a diving senton over the top rope to the outside where Angel is laying on the steel steps but ANGEL ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!! Dean is splayed out on the lower half of the steps, his back quite possibly in pieces but Angel is in no condition at all to do anything about it. }
Vasco Dias: Crash and burn!
Terri Morasco: I don’t think Angel was playing possum like Dean was, I think he was just lucky.
Vasco Dias: The line between luck and talent can be blurry sometimes!
{ Angel is having a very hard time getting to his feet. Blue Shoes is imploring Angel to bring it back inside of the ring but he’s also not enforcing a ten count. }
Vasco Dias: I’m getting word from gorilla position. Blue Shoes has been informed to let this match go until we have a winner!
Terri Morasco: Does that mean no count outs and no disqualifications!?
Vasco Dias: It means this match doesn’t end until the time runs out or we have a winner!
{ Angel is on his feet but barely. Dean is breathing heavy but he hasn’t quite moved yet. Angel limps over to his son and pulls him up by the head. Dean suddenly explodes back to life and drives Angel backward with massive right hands! Angel goes to fire back but Dean stomps that knee and then drills Angel with one more massive shiver! Dean then drops behind Angel, hoists him up on his shoulders, he fights through the pain in his own knee and back to drive Angel knee first into the ring post! Dean then turns Angel around and runs him toward the time keeper’s table before DRIVING ANGEL’S KNEE THROUGH THE TABLE!!! }
Terri Morasco: I think that leg is effectively removed from this match!
Vasco Dias: Angel is going to be at a clear disadvantage but Dean has taken a lot of damage too!
Terri Morasco: But who is more hurt?
Vasco Dias: Hard to say! That took a lot out of Dean’s back!
{ Dean is on one knee holding his back while Angel is gripping his left knee in the rubble of the table. Dean forces himself to stand up and march toward Angel. Dean bends over to grab his father but Angel takes a fist full of tights and throws Dean head first into the crowd barrier behind Alison Valance! Angel uses a chair to stand up as Dean also pulls himself up to his feet. Angel roars as he charges at Dean with a clothesline and they both go spilling over into the crowd! }
Terri Morasco: How did Angel do that!?
Vasco Dias: Sheer willpower?
{ Both Angel and Dean are back to their feet and begin another slug fest in the crowd. They fight down the first row where they fell over the barrier until they reach an aisle. Dean connects with a kick to that left leg and Angel stumbles but he pushes off with the right leg to hit a European upper cut! The two continue to fight down the aisle but Dean has had enough and hits a front facing chop block to the left knee! }
Terri Morasco: Knees don’t bend that way!
Vasco Dias: They do tonight!
{ Dean pulls Angel up and throws him into a steel chair that is seated with its back up against the wall to the next level of the arena. Dean then runs in with the OATHBREAKER TO THE SEATED ANGEL BLAKE!!! }
Vasco Dias: OATHBREAKER!!!
{ The double knee facebuster against the wall, on the chair is what finally causes Angel to start bleed from a wound over his right eye. His face paint is all but gone and now he wears a crimson mask. Dean looks down at his bleeding father, he drops to a knee, Dean takes Angel by the hair and looks out into the crowd. Dean then bends over and HE LAPS AT HIS FATHER’S BLEEDING FACE! HE’S LICKING THE BLOOD OFF ANGEL!!!! }
Vasco Dias: Oh I’m going to be sick…
Terri Morasco: You can’t do that on television!
Vasco Dias: Yeah, well, I’m not telling Dean…
{ Dean laughs at the crowds shocked reaction before pulling the heap of his father up to his feet. Dean then drags the limping, lifeless form of Angel back toward the crowd barrir. They get close and as they do, Angel uses that right leg to pivot and send Dean knees first into the barrier! Angel comes in on one leg, grabs Dean around the waist and heaves him into a row of chairs with a Divine Wrath snap German suplex!!! }
Vasco Dias: Divine Wrath!!!
Terri Morasco: Angel may have just evened the odds on that one!
Vasco Dias: Not to mention he just turned the first few rows of section two into standing room only!
{ Dean is writhing on the floor but he’s refusing to make a noise at all as Angel turns toward the crowd barrier. Angel loosens one section of rail and leans it against the ring apron. }
Vasco Dias: Angel has something wicked planned!
{ Dean forces himself up to his feet as Angel approaches him. Dean kicks over even more of the chairs as Angel moves as quickly as he possibly can only to be caught by a spin kick to the gut and Dean follows it right up with Redrum on all of the fallen steel chairs!!! }
Vasco Dias: Dean is far from finished!
Terri Morasco: I can’t say the same for Angel, he’s taken a beating!
{ Angel’s face is absolutely covered in blood. Dean looks around again as the crowd roars. Dean grabs Angel by the hair and lifts his head up looking to lap up more of that sweet, sweet nectar but as he comes down ANGEL GRABS DEAN FOR A KISS!!!! }
Vasco Dias: Is Angel trying to win this match with the power of love!!??
Terri Morasco: It’s worth a try!!
{ Angel lets go of Dean long after the father and son mouth to mouth kiss has become awkward. Dean is staggered, stunned, he doesn’t know exactly what to do and that hesitation as given Angel enough time to stand up. Blake throws a chair at Dean’s face but Dean catches and Angel sacrifices that left leg by springing off his right and using the left for a Divine Justice to drive the chair into Dean’s face!!! }
Vasco Dias: I don’t think that was a good idea!
Terri Morasco: I’m with you, Vasco! Angel is doing more harm than good!
{ Dean staggered backward toward the opening in the crowd barrier, his forehead split open from the chair. Dean drops to a knee as Angel comes in for him at the ring mats. Dean tries to stand but Angel just levels him with a jab/cross combo! Angel then pulls Dean up, basing off that right leg as much as possible, lifts Dean onto his shoulders and drops him onto the leaning piece of crowd barrier with a Ranger’s Way!!! }
Vasco Dias: Now that Angel has gotten control of the match again he’s going right back to the spin of Dean!
Terri Morasco: Angel needs to level the playing field and if Dean is too hurt to be reckless, well, he can’t be reckless!
{ Angel is just laying on Dean in the wreckage of the crowd barrier, neither of them is moving and Blue Shoes continues to get orders from the back to let this thing play out. Finally it’s Angel who sits up and starts to get back to his feet. Dean rolls over but he isn’t doing much better. Angel goes to a clear side of the ring and throws the apron up, looking for something. Dean is back to his feet but he’s nursing that back, not to mention the opening damage he took to his own left leg. Angel slides a table out from under the ring and starts to set it up in front of the commentators desk! }
Vasco Dias: Angel has that table set up but you have to wonder what he is planning!?
Terri Morasco: Something very not good, obviously!
{ Angel turns as Dean comes in with a knee to the midsection of his father. Dean starts to unload rising knee to the gut after rising knee until Angel literally spits out blood! Dean then grabs Angel’s left leg and hits his own version of The Dragon Screw Leg Whip! Dean seems to be utterly reinvigorated as he pulls Angel up to his feet. Dean looks at the table then the announcer’s table. Dean rolls his father onto the table. Dean climbs up as well. Dean picks Angel up like he’s going to scoop slam him. Dean lets out a roar and COMES OFF THE TABLE WITH A REALITY BREAK STANDING MOONSULT FALLAWAY SLAM THROUGH THE ANNOUNCER'S TABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! }
Vasco Dias: OH MY GOD!!!!
Terri Morasco: WHAT! HOW! WHY! OH MY GOD!!!
{ Dean pulls his father right out of the wreckage, it’s almost like Dean didn’t take any damage at all and he sends Angel into the ring under the bottom rope. Dean scurries in after his father and quickly makes the cover but doesn’t hook either leg, assuming that Angel was done for. Blue Shoes comes in and - }
ONE!
TWO!
TH-KICK OUT!
{ Dean is stunned as Angel holds his left arm up that broke the pin. }
Vasco Dias: He kicked out!?
Terri Morasco: He did but that was close. One more big move by Dean and this one is all over!
{ Dean pounds the mat then looks to the top rope. Dean stands up and heads to the corner, he’s going to finish this from the sky. But something stops Dean. He turns and looks back and has a better idea. Dean lifts up his right leg and stomps the mat. He does it again and again as Angel starts to stir. }
Vasco Dias: I think Dean is looking to end this match with his father’s own move!
Terri Morasco: Technically it’s Doc’s move and Angel stole it.
Vasco Dias: Who the hell is Doc!?
{ Angel is back up to his feet, he’s labored, his leg is nearly useless and Dean comes in with a GENOCIDE KICK! Angel gets under it, he picks that left leg of Dean Harper and spins him around into The Dragon Screw Leg Whip! Dean tries to get right back up but Angel is there with a desperation Revelations to the back of his son! Angel pushes Dean off his knees and goes for a cover, much the same as his son, without hooking the legs. }
ONE!
TWO!
TH-KICK OUT!!!
{ Angel is equally stunned as the blood has started to dry and chip off his face. He looks to Blue Shoes who just holds up two fingers. }
Vasco Dias: I don’t know how these two are still going. I don’t know how Dean has sustained this much damage to his back and continues to keep fighting! I don’t know how Angel can even stand!
Terri Morasco: The only thing I can tell you is this is IWF. This is where the best wrestlers come to test their metal.
{ Angel gets to his feet but that left leg is almost useless as he has all his weight on the right leg. Angel looks to his son and then he looks to the top rope. Angel considers taking a page out of Dean’s book and going for one of his top rope finishers. Instead Angel hobbles over to Dean, pulls him up into the double underhook and with just one leg on the mat picks Dean up and drives him head first into the mat with Dean’s own CLIPPED WINGS!!! }
Vasco Dias: Clipped wings! Clipped wings! Clipped wings!
{ Angel rolls Dean over and covers him again! }
ONE!
TWO!
KICK OUT!!!
Terri Morasco: Dean kicked out right at two!?
Vasco Dias: What the what!?
{ Angel pushes himself up, he’s shocked but Dean then reaches up and grabs his father at the belt. Dean uses his dad to help him stand back up. Angel and Dean are face to face and the crowd is at a fever pitch. Dean then drives his skull into his fathers! Angel is stunned, staggered and Dean quickly hooks his father over the shoulder, lifts him up into a vertical suplex and then brings Angel crashing down over his knee with Angel’s own DEADLIGHTS!!!! Dean covers his father and this time he makes sure to hook the near leg! }
ONE!
TWO!
KICK OUT!!!
Vasco Dias: Now Angel kicked out right at two!?
Terri Morasco: This is getting absurd!!!
Vasco Dias: They’ve used each other’s big moves but they’ve yet to use either of their own!
Terri Morasco: Maybe they’re both worried their own finish won’t be enough!?
Vasco Dias: Well they’ve thrown everything else at the wall. There’s only one way to find out!
{ This time Dean doesn’t take a moment to think. He just stands up and heads to the corner of the ring. Dean climbs all the way up as Angel is still sprawled out on the mat. Dean looks down at his father and mouths something but the camera doesn’t pick it up. Then Dean comes off the top rope with SCREAMING FROM THE SKY!!! Dean hits it clean! Dean hooks both legs and is pushing off with his feet on the mat to get as much cover as he possibly can and Blue Shoes slides into position! }
ONE!
TWO!
THREE-NO! KICK OUT!!!!
{ Blue Shoes holds up two to the shock of the crowd! }
Vasco Dias: WHAT!? That was so klbh/lose! Angel kicked out with a millisecond remaining!
Terri Morasco: He did but Dean is close now. He can feel the world title around his waist!
{ Dean pulls his dad up, he whispers something in his ear and then he double underhooks Blake. Dean goes to lift Angel for Clipped Wings but Dean’s back gives out, Angel breaks the hold and with the last of the strength he has in that left leg he catches Dean right under the jaw with DIVINE JUSTICE!!! Dean’s eyes flutter, he’s dead on his feet. Angel hooks Dean, he thinks about the Deadlights but second guesses it and pulls Dean into a Mouse Trap pin! Blue Shoes is down and! }
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-KICK OUT!
{ Blue Shoes holds up the two! }
Vasco Dias: I thought he had it! I thought that was it! Angel had him dead to rights in that pin!
Terri Morasco: Not as dead as he’d like, I’m sure!
Vasco Dias: They’ve each only got one move left. I’m not sure Dean can lift Angel with his back right now and I don’t think Angel can lift Dean with that knee!
Terri Morasco: I don’t know what it’s going to take to end this match, Vasco, I’m truly at a loss for words!
{ Dean rolls out from under Angel, both men are on their hands and knees looking at each other. They get to their knees and move closer. As they come together they begin to unload with forearm shivers as the crowd is still all here for this bloody war between father and son! They just go back and forth, back and forth, blood is beginning to pour from dried wounds again. Suddenly Angel is rocked by one shot and Dean sees and opening. Dean starts to stand up as he continues to unload on his father! }
Vasco Dias: Dean has the advantage!
Terri Morasco: And he isn’t relenting!
{ Dean is laying in shot after shot after shot to a kneeling Angel Blake while blood just pours from his wound. Dean wipes his hand across his fathers face and then smears that blood all over his own as he licks at his palm. Dean underhooks Angel and looks to lift him for Clipped Wings! }
Vasco Dias: No! This can’t be it!
Terri Morasco: Dean is going to put Angel away for good!
{ Dean goes to lift Angel but his back just can’t do it and Angel uses the opportunity to slip free. Angel back steps and looks to unload a Genocide Kick! Angel rears back and fires off the Genocide Kick but just as he lifts his leg DEAN STOMPS ANGEL IN THAT BANGED UP KNEE!!! }
Vasco Dias: Oh my god…
{ Dean lets out a blood curdling roar as his father drops to a single knee. Dean underhooks Angel again and with everything he has left in his body he picks Angel up and DRIVES HIM INTO THE MAT WITH CLIPPED WINGS!!! Dean rolls Angel over and covers him, he hooks both legs and it’s a deep pin as Blue Shoes slides down into position! }
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!!
{ The bell rings and for a moment Dean doesn’t even register that the match is over. He looks over to Blue Shoes looking for confirmation, Blue Shoes holds up three fingers and Dean just sort of sits back onto his backside for a moment. }
Alison Valance: Your winner… AND NEW IWF MEN’S WORLD CHAMPION!!!! DEAN HARPER!!!!!
{ Confetti falls from the rafters as Blue Shoes hands Dean the IWF World Championship. He just cradles it as he sits there, looking from his father to the belt and back again. }
Vasco Dias: I don’t believe it! We have a new Men’s World Champion!
Terri Morasco: Dean said he was out to be his own man and he sure as hell became that tonight! He went bell to bell with one of the best to ever do it and came out the other side as the World Champion!
Vasco Dias: I’m without words. This match was a spectacle from beginning to end and in the end? Dean Harper was the better man.
{ Finally Dean stands up and hoists the title over his head as he lets out another bloody roar to the crowd in attendance. Blue Shoes comes in to hold Dean’s arm up to officially declare him the winner! }
Vasco Dias: This was incredible. It was brutal. It was a bloody sacrifice to show the rest of the world what it takes to be our men’s world champion here in IWF.
Terri Morasco: Often replicated but never duplicated. You won’t see action like that anywhere else!
{ Dean climbs the turnbuckles as his music plays to once more hold the title up as even more confetti is falling. }
Vasco Dias: Well it looks like a celebration is in order and I can’t wait to join Dean in the back!
Terri Morasco: I thought you wanted Angel to win?
Vasco Dias: Dean earned my respect tonight.
Terri Morasco: You be sure to tell him that.
Vasco Dias: It’s implied.
{ Dean climbs down as his father finally begins to stir. Blue Shoes is checking on Angel but he only uses the referee to help him stand up. Dean comes face to face with his father in the center of the ring. }
Terri Morasco: What’s going on here?
Vasco Dias: Hopefully Dean apologizes for ending his father’s title reign.
{ Angel extends a hand to his son. Dean looks at it. Then Dean turns his back and starts to walk away! }
Vasco Dias: Where is he going!
Terri Morasco: To forge his own path!
{ Angel looks on with sadness as his son is about to exit the ring when MATT KNOX COMES IN FROM BEHIND AND LEVELS ANGEL WITH THE INVICTUS CHAMPIONSHIP TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!! }
Vasco Dias: That snake Matt Knox!
Terri Morasco: He challenged Angel earlier in the night to a match at Wrestlestock! It looks like he couldn’t wait for an answer!
{ Knox starts to stomp at Angel while Dean stands in the ring with one leg in and one leg out. Knox continues his assault. }
Vasco Dias: Come on Dean! Save him!
{ Knox stops for a moment to look at Dean and gestures for him to make the save but Dean simply turns, finishes stepping through the ropes and hops down. Knox starts to laugh as Dean walks away from his father. }
Vasco Dias: Where the hell does he think he’s going!
Terri Morasco: He’s done living in Angel’s shadow!
Vasco Dias: That doesn’t mean you feed him to this snake!
Terri Morasco: Maybe for him it does!
{ Knox forces a very bloody Angel back up to his knees. Knox shines up his now blood stained Invictus Championship and then cracks it against the forehead of Angel Blake! }
Vasco Dias: DAMMIT NO!
Terri Morasco: Knox is taking this too far!
Vasco Dias: You’re damn right he is!
{ Finally Wraith along with security and the medical staff come rushing out from the back but Knox has already done the damage as he leaves the ring and heads for the crowd. Wraith stops for a moment and locks eyes with Dean before continuing to the ring. }
Vasco Dias: That son of a bitch is going to pay for this!
Terri Morasco: Normally I’d agree with you but I don’t know what Angel has left after that war.
Vasco Dias: Enough to cut the head off of that snake!
{ We end the show with Wraith next to Angel, Dean walking into the back and Knox in the crowd with a big smile on his face. }
Well howdy there pardner.