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{ The show starts with a cold open. Long-time viewers will quickly recognize the black, late nineties model Acura Integra -the very same vehicle that once struck Jennie Fenix, and very nearly did the same to Tara Fenix with Brandy Cvetkova behind the wheel- pulling into the Capital One Arena. The car comes to a halt but the dark tinted windows make it virtually impossible to discern what is going on inside of the vehicle. IWF correspondent Ella Kelley is standing by, watching and waiting as the car is shut off. The driver side door opens and out of the vehicle comes the Black Widow. Perhaps more interestingly to the viewers, it is what takes place next when the passenger side door opens and Wraith steps out from the vehicle. Ella quickly tries to get the scoop. }Ella Kelley: It's tea time, ladies and gentlemen! If I could, Wraith… Wraith…
{ Wraith ignores Ella as he flips the seat of the car forward to grab a few of his belongings out of the back ahead of his Television Title match later in the evening. The Black Widow takes the opportunity to come up behind Ella as Ella is preoccupied with trying to shove a microphone in Wraith's face; allowing the Widow to yank Kelley's head backwards by the hair and lick the side of her cheek. }Ella Kelley: Ew! Let me go!
{ Brandy obliges, releasing her grip on the handful of Ella's hair she had in her hand. The Black Widow smiles as Ella takes a few quick steps away to put some distance between them. }The Black Widow: Wraith has a Television Championship to win, Ella… but if you want to sit and watch it with me, we can play truth or dare. You can ask me anything you want and I'll answer honestly, just you and I. I have some dares for you. It'll be fun.
Ella Kelley: No! Stay away from me, you psychopath!
The Black Widow: Compliments will get you nowhere, Ella. I'm taken.
{ Brandy looks over at Wraith as he closes the door to her car. This evening's challenger for the Television Championship continues to ignore Ella's presence, leaning into Brandy. She reaches up and firmly, but lovingly, grabs his chin as she looks into his eyes. She lets go without a word and Wraith swerves out, wrapping his arm around her with his hand resting on her bottom. They walk off together, leaving Ella standing with a microphone. The camera watches as they get a little handsy with each other before disappearing into a door. }{ 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!!!
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SINGLES MATCH
1500 Word LimitGregor Winter vs. Ulf Hednir
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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.}Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen! Standing in the ring, coming out of MOD ISLAND! HE IS! GREGOR! WINTER!
Vasco Dias: This is a big guy, and he’s just been a little down on his luck with some of his recent matches! But think of this opportunity… think of what he can do… He could defeat Ulf Hednir here tonight! An IWF Hall of Famer! What an opportunity!
Terri Morasco: He didn’t have luck on his side against Caleb Cannin, but this could be a great turnaround.
{The opening introduction for “Raise Your Horns” by Amon Amarth plays over the PA system, and the crowd goes into a frenzy! The music can barely be heard over the sound of the fans. Ulf Hednir quickly shoves the curtains aside, dressed in his wolf headdress, and marches out onto the stage with his drinking horn held high over his head.}Ulf Hednir: SKÅL!
Crowd: SKĂ…L!
Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen! ON HIS WAY DOWN TO THE RING! He is THE LONE WOLF! He is THE HEATHEN! He is THE BERSERKER! HE! IS! ULF! HEEEEEDDDDDNNNNNIIIIIRRRRR!
{Ulf drinks from the drinking horn, and after, turns it upside down to show the crowd that there is nothing left. Ulf attaches the drinking horn to a strap hanging off his belt, and marches down the ramp to shake hands or high five many of the fans along the ramp; fans scramble to get as close as they can and he takes an extra moment to ensure he greets as many as he can. Ulf goes around to the right side of the ring, still greeting as many fans as he can until he reaches the timekeeper’s table, where he removes the headdress and the drinking horn, placing them on the table. He walks up to the apron and leaps up, grabbing the ropes, and leaning back to let loose a mighty howl.}Raise your horns, raise them up to the sky,
We will drink to glory tonight!
Raise your horns for brave fallen friends,
We will meet where the beer never ends!{The chorus plays over, and Ulf steps between the middle and top ropes before parading around the ring a bit, raising his arms from each side of the ring. He stands by and waits for the match to start.}Terri Morasco: Mmm-m-m! What a man!
Vasco Dias: Seriously, Terri? Be professional!
Terri Morasco: Mkay, professional… whew… this is going to be Ulf’s second match back in the ring, and he looks proud! He looks strong! He looks ready to go! And now… he’s standing across the ring from someone who is actually larger than him… he is standing across from Gregor Winter.
{ Jessica Andrews signals for the bell. }DING!
{ Ulf and Gregor come out of their respective corners and get toe-to-toe to measure each other up… Gregor shoves Ulf back, giving Ulf a chuckle, and Ulf comes back shoving Gregor back with even more force. }Terri Morasco: Gregor Winter already lasted longer than Fake Ulf. What d’ya know?
Vasco Dias: I don’t think Ulf wants to test his power, though.
Terri Morasco: Ulf is pretty powerful, and– OH! Gregor Winter comes in with a heavy shove and Ulf hits the ropes–
{ Ulf uses the momentum of the ropes to come back for THE THOR PUNCH! }Terri Morasco: The! Thor!
Vasco Dias: NOT TONIGHT!
{ Gregor is able to sidestep, and begins raining in with well-placed alternating punches; Gregor is aiming for the sternum, ribs, and is able to battle Ulf back into the corner. Ulf is using his arms to block as many of the shots as he can, but Gregor is proving himself an aggressor here. }Terri Morasco: I don’t want to take anything away from Gregor Winter here, but fighting Ulf Hednir hand-to-hand is not the smartest thing anyone can do… Ulf is one of the most gifted fighters we’ve had on the roster. A former MMA combatant.
Vasco Dias: But look at that, Terri; Gregor has Ulf in the corner with nowhere to–
{ A BIG COUNTER! Ulf smashes Gregor with a back elbow, and then launches forward with a straight kick to Gregor’s chest– Gregor is able to save himself on the ropes, but Ulf is there to grab his wrist and send him off with an Irish-whip…on the rebound, Ulf jumps up and catches Gregor with a massive dropkick! }Terri Morasco: Ulf showing off his athleticism right there with a picture perfect dropkick!
{ Ulf showboats to the crowd when he pops back to his feet, and then stalks Gregor momentarily… Gregor gets up, and Ulf goes right in for a double leg takedown! Gregor is able to slide backward on his feet, and transitions into a front headlock– Gregor regains his balance and starts delivering clubbing blows to Ulf’s back. }Vasco Dias: It’s that size advantage! Ulf isn’t so used to fighting people his own size. He was lucky the last time he was in IWF! He was considered large, and now he’s just AVERAGE!
Terri Morasco: It was a good counter from Gregor Winter, but Ulf is pretty far from average. Gregor keeps some of the pressure on Ulf, and he scoops him up– that’s almost two-hundred-fifty pounds that Gregor has on his shoulders, and he’s making it look easy!
Vasco Dias: I told you that Gregor is no slouch!
{ Gregor starts charging forward for a running powerslam.
Ulf is able to slip off of Gregor’s shoulders and shoves him into the corner! Gregor turns around right into a CLOTHESLINE FROM VALHALLA! }Terri Morasco: What a clothesline! I think that Ulf almost took Gregor’s head off with that one! Ulf goes in for the cover!
ONE!
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{ GREGOR KICKS OUT! }Terri Morasco: Almost as deadly as that punch, and Gregor Winter is able to kick out!
Vasco Dias: I had no doubts, Terri! Gregor Winter is going to come back from this with the MOD movement he has going with him, and I have no doubt that he’s going to start a run here tonight! Starting with Ulf, and reminding him why he should have just stayed retired!
{ Ulf remains seated for a moment, asking Jessica about the count. She reassures Ulf that it was only a two-count, and Ulf nods– he grabs Gregor while pulling him back to a vertical base…and Ulf scoops Gregor up! Gregor quickly shoves himself off of Ulf’s shoulders, and turns him around to get him into a waist lock before sailing him over with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex! Ulf rolls through, as he and Gregor get back to their feet, and then Gregor takes him down with a belly-to-side suplex, and instantly hooks the leg! }
ONE!
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TWO!
{ ULF KICKS OUT! }Terri Morasco: Gregor is a little more frustrated over not getting the three count, but he’s not wasting any time by arguing.
Vasco Dias: That’s what MOD does for you, Terri. It keeps your head clear! He’s laser focused out there! Gregor Winter has control of this match, and it’s all downhill for Ulf…
{ Gregor pulls Ulf back to a vertical base, and Ulf comes up with a huge uppercut! Gregor staggers, but fires back with a right of his own! The two big men start alternating their shots back and forth to try to knock the other one clear out– Ulf finally ducks under one of Gregor’s punches, and turns him around to lift him onto his shoulders! }Terri Morasco: We could be seeing the VALHALLA DRIVER!
{ The crowd is going crazy for Ulf as he holds Gregor on his shoulders. He takes too long, though, and Gregor is able to fight himself off with a couple of elbows to Ulf while he has no chance of defending himself… Gregor delivers a stiff punch to Ulf’s stomach, and then sets him up for a suplex– Ulf stops him! With both of them still in position for a suplex, Ulf starts hitting a few shots and then quickly exchanges it so that he has Gregor in position to lift… Gregor tries to resist it this time, but Ulf delivers another good punch for good measure against Gregor’s ribcage, and then hoists him up! }Terri Morasco: The power of Ulf Hednir! That is not a light man!
Vasco Dias: You gotta get out of this, Gregor! Come on!
{ The crowd is getting louder and louder every second that Ulf Hednir holds Gregor Winter over his head with the stalled vertical suplex, and Ulf parades around the ring to further showboat… the crowd starts counting the seconds, and they get up to twenty before Ulf finally drops Gregor down! Ulf turns over and covers Gregor Winter. }ONE!
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{ KICK OUT! }Terri Morasco: I thought for sure that Ulf Hednir had sealed the win away with all of the blood that was just rushing to Gregor’s head!
Vasco Dias: We should really be talking about how he should be disqualified for that! That is a dangerous maneuver, risking serious brain damage!
Terri Morasco: Gregor was trying to lift Ulf into it!
{ Ulf sighs while getting to his feet, some frustration setting in that Gregor is still going in…but he brightens his spirit with a “SKÅL” shout to the audience, and they answer in kind. Gregor gets up to his feet, and Ulf charges out for THE THOR PUNCH! }Terri Morasco: We could– NO!
{ Gregor Winter narrowly avoids it this time, and Ulf turns around right into a straight kick to his midsection. Gregor delivers some clubbing blows before shoving Ulf back into the corner then grabs his wrist and sends him to the opposite corner– Gregor follows in this time with a corner clothesline, and snatches Ulf’s arm to send him back, and follows in for a second corner clothesline! This time Gregor becomes relentless with several knee strikes to drive the wind out of Ulf… Ulf keels over in the corner, and Gregor sails him right over with a fireman’s carry slam to put Ulf into a perfect position. }Vasco Dias: Gregor is going to put him out right now.
{ Gregor looks toward Ulf momentarily then points to the corner– the audience boos Gregor Winter this time around on account of who he’s up against, but that doesn’t dissuade Gregor Winter at all. He climbs to the top rope and looks over his shoulder– just in time for Ulf to kip up and charge onto the turnbuckle! The two are battling back and forth, Ulf having the advantage by having Gregor’s back– but the two continue swinging wildly from the top rope… }Terri Morasco: This is dangerous, Vasco, and I don’t like this! Gregor is trying to stay on top of the turnbuckle, but Ulf Hednir is trying to drag him down with a suplex it seems– it’s not looking good– Oh! It’s not good for Ulf! That elbow stunned him!
{ Gregor was able to get a well-placed back elbow to Ulf, and then shoves him backward… and Ulf falls into the perfect position. Gregor leaps off of the top rope for WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION! }Vasco Dias: Look at him fly!
{ Gregor lands the signature move, and rolls both of Ulf’s legs up! }ONE!
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{ KICK OUT! The entire crowd gasps over the miraculous kick out. }Terri Morasco: Ulf Hednir looked done! He was out! Gregor Winter shows off his ability to fly inside of the ring, and after the fall that Ulf took from the top rope, I thought for sure that he was done right there!
Vasco Dias: It was three, Terri! That was definitely three! Jessica Andrews just doesn’t like to call things down the middle!
{ Ulf rolls onto his side to avoid being pinned a second time, and Gregor Winter looks more frustrated by this one not being it… He takes a deep breath, though, and pulls Ulf back up– he swipes his hand across his neck to signal that the end is near. }Terri Morasco: The crowd is trying to rally behind Ulf to give him one last surge of energy!
Vasco Dias: He’s got nothing left in the tank, Terri.
{ Gregor pulls Ulf up by the waist, looking to get him into position for MODifier! Ulf is able to get his feet back on the ground and charges forward with a heavy shoulder thrust to drive the wind out of Gregor– Gregor stumbles out of the corner as Ulf takes a step back, and Ulf catches his wrist and flings him to the opposite corner! Ulf follows in with a flying body splash! }Terri Morasco: Gregor is a bit dazed here!
{ Ulf rushes to the far ropes and comes back, as Gregor stumbles out of the corner and… THE THOR PUNCH! }Terri Morasco: THE THOR PUNCH CONNECTS THIS TIME!
Vasco Dias: No! NO! NO! CLOSED FIST, TERRI!
{ Ulf falls over Gregor and makes the cover. }ONE!
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THREE!!!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Vasco Dias: NO! NOOOOOOO!!!!!
Terri Morasco: It was a hard fought victory, but Ulf prevails!
Alison Valance: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! Your winner! BY! WAY! OF! PINFALL! ULF! HEEEEEDDDDDNNNNNIIIIIRRRRR!!!!!
{ “Raise Your Horns” by Amon Amarth plays over the PA as Ulf gathers himself together inside of the ring and gets his arm raised by Jessica Andrews. }------------------------------------
SEGMENTA new addition
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{ A short, dark brown skinned, dark eyed, dark haired, and curvy black woman walks towards a busy Eddie D. She sees the man standing there chattering away on his cellphone. The stunning black woman approaches Eddie D. from the side. She stands there quietly and Eddie D. sensing a presence near him turns his head. }Eddie D.: “ – Yes Rachel I understand that we have more to discuss about which manufacturer makes our tee shirts. But for now I have to deal with something else.”
{ He hangs up the cellphone, turns to the black woman, and looks down into her eyes. The doe eyed black woman has a look in her eyes as if she’s trying to figure him out already. }
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?: “Hello. My name is Khardiata Senghor. I’m the new woman whom you spoke to yesterday. It’s nice to meet you in person.”
{ Eddie D. smiles and Khardiata reaches out her hand for a handshake. Eddie D. obliges her returning the handshake. Khardiata had made sure to dress to impress. A pastel blue cardigan that laces up the middle of the torso and the middle of her back with ruffles on both shoulders and at the end of both sleeves, pastel blue cargo pants with fringe on the sides and inner legs, a pastel blue bracelet, watch with pastel blue straps, pastel blue necklace, pastel blue headbands, iridescent hair clips, and pastel blue ribbons in her natural hair. }Eddie D.: “Oh nice to meet you too Khardiata. I’m glad you have come to the Sacrifice brand show tonight. So are you ready to discuss the terms of your contract?”
{ Khardiata smirks only a little bit. }Khardiata Senghor: “Yeah of course. I’m willing to work on both brands so that means I get double the pay checks right?”
{ She asks while shoving her hands into her pockets and giving Eddie D. a look as if he already owes her money. Eddie D. raises an eyebrow at her with a look of warning on her face. }Eddie D.: “Easy there young lady. I have seen too many young people like you jump into the Imperial Wrestling Federation head first all bright eyed and bushy tailed. And they couldn’t imploded under the pressure. Anyway let’s step inside my office.”
{ Eddie D. motions towards Khardiata to follow him up the hallway. They walk up the hallway Eddie D. stops in the middle of the hallway and Khardiata stops behind him. Eddie D. grabs the doorknob on a door with a sign that has his name on it, he turns the doorknob, and he opens the door. Eddie D. walks into his own office and gestures for Khardiata to come in. Khardiata goes inside and sits on the couch instead of in the chair in front of the desk. The cameraman tries to enter the room. }Eddie D.: “Ah ah. Not you. Go away.”
{ The cameraman stops moving forward. Then Eddie D. closes the door quickly. }------------------------------------
SEGMENTA hard pass
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{ Backstage, we find Yulia Malakova sitting in an empty office suite, talking on the hpone with somebody. While we don't know who this "somebody" is on the other end of the line, it seems to have made the Russian chuckle with glee as she munches on a sour apple. }Yulia Malakova: ...as you can see, the facility I've picked out used to be an old two-story Montgomery Ward store. Plentiful space to work with -- room for rings, promotional studios, conference rooms and offices...
{ She paused. }Yulia Malakova: All I need...is a bit of extra muscles. Money is no problem, I have my papa to thank.
{ Yulia laughs out loud. }Yulia Malakova: As you Americans say, it was a...five-fingered discount? Oh well, Caroline might be joining our ranks soon...
{ At that moment, we hear a knock at the door. Just as Yulia stood up, it swung open to reveal Caroline. The Brazilian stood there in the open threshold, holding onto that Palace brochure she had been given last week. }Yulia Malakova: One moment...
{ But Yulia didn't even get a chance to say another word. Caroline's lips quivered as she ripped that brochure to shreds before throwing up the tiny pieces like confetti. Caroline turned to make her exit -- but not before delivering a single shot. }Caroline Machado: No.
{ Yulia is left in shock as she looked down at the pieces of pamphlet that now rested on the carpet. She snorted before getting back on her phone. }Yulia Malakova: I'll take that as a hard pass...no matter. Let's get this deal done.
{ She tosses her freshly-eaten apple into a small trash can, then propped her feet back on the desk. }Yulia Malakova: First, the equipment...
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SINGLES MATCH
1500 Word LimitCaroline Machado vs. Alexandra Calaway
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{ The lights go down and "Mine" by Halestorm starts to play. The arena is filled with Red and lights and fog. The Silhouette of Alexandra can be seen at the top of the ramp. She poses on the top of the ramp and as the beat drops, she starts to make her way down the ramp, towards the ring. Stopping halfway down the ramp, she stops looking out over the crowd, before continuing on. She smirks seeing some of the signs people made, a cocky smirk crosses her face. }"From DALLAS, TX.. ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!!!!!"
{ Finishing her walk down the ramp, she climbs onto the ring apron and up onto the turnbuckle. She slips into the ring and poses on the ropes, leaning forward on the ropes, sometimes talking shit with people in front row. She watches up the ramp, messing with her hair as she waits for her opponent. }Terri Morasco: Here we go!
Vasco Dias: I like Alexandra's personality. She doesn't take any shit from anyone!
"Her ongoing mission...to boldly go where no one has gone before..."
{ The voice of Sir Patrick Stewart echoes throughout the arena before Dua Lipa's "Levitating" begins to blare. A blast a pyro goes off as Caroline Machado heads out to the stage, dancing to the beat of the tune while sporting a brief, but warmhearted grin on her face. }"(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got you, moonlight, you're my starlight
I need you, all night
Come on, dance with me
(I'm levitating)
You, moonlight, you're my starlight
I need you, all night
Come on, dance with me
(I'm levitating)"
{ The Brazilian shimmies and twirls down the ramp, often stopping to give some lucky fans a hug or two. Her motion is fluid as she makes her way down to the ring, again dancing to the beats. }"You can fly away with me tonight
You can fly away with me tonight
Baby, let me take you for a ride
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(I'm levitating)
You can fly away with me tonight
You can fly away with me tonight
Baby, let me take you for a ride
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)..."
{ The lights fade out to a rotating green and yellow hue, with Caroline continuing to dance and pose for the cheering crowd. Eventually, the lights come back on as she gets into her MMA fighting position and waits for the match to start. }Vasco Dias: Well, you gotta wonder if Caroline's focused enough to win this thing...
Terri Morasco: We'll just have to wait and see!
[DING!]
{ Blue Shoes called for the bell to star this match. It was one of the longer contests of the night, lasting a little under twenty minutes. From the outset, though...it would've appeared that the brash Alexandra Calaway had this match well in hand. She opted to go for Caroline's arm in an attempt to wear it down for a potential submission, but to her credit the Brazilian kept coming back for more. As we hit the 8:20 mark, and she has Caroline locked into her patented Hell's Gate gogoplata hold. Caroline fights off the pain as the longtime zebra asks whether or not she wants to quit! Machado stubbornly refuses to give in, even as the pain gets increasingly worse! Eventually, Caroline is able to make it to the bottom rope and force a break! }Vasco Dias: I don't think Caroline can withstand this kind of abuse forever...
Terri Morasco: Alexandra might be cocky as hell, but she's fixin' to find out REAL quick that Caroline ain't someone you want to take lightly!
{ Yup, Terri was spot-on as usual. As we approach the fifteenth minute, Caroline has found herself in complete control -- even going so far as to give Alexandra a busted lip when she connected with a vicious forearm smash to the chops! Machado, a regular MMA practicioner in her own right, also goes for a submission of her own! After spiking her opponent ot the mat with her trademarked Six-Pack Spike tornado DDT, Caroline immediately places Calaway in her dreaded triangle chokehold! Alexandra refuses to give in as Blue Shoes checks the arm before raising it once...twice...but keeping it up for the third time! Calaway doesn't say the magic words as she continues to press on and fight the hold -- eventually placing her foot on the bottom rope and forcing a break! Both women look to be exhausted after dealing with each other's respective submission holds! }Terri Morasco: Who wants is more?! Machado or Calaway?!
Vasco Dias: Tell you what, these ladies can rumble.
{ At the 17:30 mark, neither woman is able to gain a clear advantage as they trade close two-counts! Eventually, Alexandra is able to capitalize when Caroline tried to go for a clothesline and hit nothing but air, connecting with her signature FALLEN ANGEL modified sitout double underhook facebuster combination to score the three-count! }------------------------------------
HEIR TO THE THRONE
SINGLES MATCH
3000 Word LimitJohn Nash Strader vs. James Gilmore
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{The arena is alive with anticipation as the "Heir to the Throne" match is about to commence."Big Gun" by AC/DC starts to play as the arena lights alternate between the club colors of blue and white. John rides out onto the stage from around the side of the stage on his 1945 Harley Davidson Panhead. He revs his bike as he raises his left hand in a fist into the air. On the back of his bike, sits his “Queen” Alexandra Calaway.}
Alison Valance: Weighing in at two-hundred-and-fifty-five pounds hailing from London, Ontario by way of Reno, Nevada... he is the international president of the Brothers of Mayhem MC... he is... JOHN... NASH... STRADER!!!!!!!!!!!
{John hits the gear shift and rides down to the ring, circling it and stops facing the entrance ramp. He gets off his bike, and removes his kutte, handing it to Alexandra, who puts it on and slips off the bike. He walks up the ring steps, wiping his black leather riding boots on the ring apron, before stepping through the ropes. He leans back in his corner, awaiting his opponent. Alexandra walks around to his corner and looks up at him.}
Alison Valance: Weighing in at one-hundred-ninty-one pounds, hailing from Arlington, Texas, JAMES GILMOREEEE!!!!!!!
{An instrumental with hook version of "Shell Shocked" by Juicy J, featuring Wiz Khalifa and Ty Dolla $ign, begins to play, and a video package begins to play stock footage of waves crashing, followed by bolts of cloud-to-cloud lightning.}
"Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked..."
{As jets of water shoot out from all directions, we see James Gilmore stepping out onto the stage, posing along to the hip-hop tune, before high-fiving the crowd and walking down to the ring. }
"(All for one when we fight together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(All for one when we ride together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(All for one when we fight together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(This family can bear any weather)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked..."
{Once inside the ring, the Islander alum points heavenward, taking in the moments as he waits for his music to die down. John Nash Strader struts confidently in the center of the ring, exuding an aura of arrogance. Across from him, James Gilmore stands tall, his eyes fixed on the challenge ahead. The bell rings, and the match begins with a burst of energy. John wastes no time in displaying his cockiness, taunting James with arrogant gestures and snide remarks.}
Vasco Dias: This match is sure to be one of the most violent of the night so far.
Terri Morasco: You can say that again, you have James’ who’s hellbent on proving he’s still in this thing, but then you have John Strader, a man who is cocky, but can back it up with his actions in the ring.
Vasco Dias: Not to mention you have John Straders girlfriend out here too, what part might she play in this match.
Terri Morasco: I’m pretty sure that vixen will do something.
{James, unfazed by John's arrogance, responds with determination, unleashing a series of quick strikes that catch John off guard. The crowd erupts with excitement as they witness James’s initial offensive. John, his cockiness undeterred, regains his composure and retaliates with a series of powerful blows. Each hit lands with precision, showcasing his superior strength and technique.}
Vasco Dias: James firing with a few quick strikes catching Strader off guard.
Terri Morasco: But Strader quickly regains that composure and cocky attitude he’s known for.
{Despite John's dominance, James refuses to back down. He fights back with resilience, countering John's attacks with well-timed evasions and strategic maneuvers. The match becomes a back-and-forth battle, with each wrestler showcasing their skills. James, fueled by the desire to prove himself, trades blow for blow with John, refusing to succumb to his cocky demeanor.}
Vasco Dias: Terri this has definitely been a match so far, neither man wanting to back down.
Terri Morasco: I don’t know how James is still fighting. It looks like he might have a busted lip from one of those hits.
{The crowd is split, torn between their admiration for James's resilience and their captivation by John's display of power. The energy in the arena reaches a fever pitch as the match intensifies. Both wrestlers deliver high-impact moves, leaving the audience on the edge of their seats. John's cockiness shines through as he taunts James with every successful hit, reveling in his perceived superiority.}
Vasco Dias: Strader is really giving it to him tonight, here in front of this sold out crowd. Proving his words true.
Terri Morasco: He did ask James if he thought he could break him. It looks like John might be the one doing the breaking.
{James, however, finds moments of opportunity, countering John's arrogance with precise strikes that send him reeling. The crowd rallies behind James, sensing a potential upset in the making. As the match progresses, fatigue sets in, and the toll of their battle becomes evident. Both wrestlers show signs of exhaustion, yet their determination to claim victory remains unwavering. In a climactic moment, John lands a devastating maneuver that momentarily incapacitates James. But James counters, seizing the opportunity, James goes for the pinfall, his resilient demeanor more pronounced than ever. James goes for a quick pin.}
Vasco Dias: James going for a pin here.
Terri Morasco: What’s Strader going to do if Gilmore manages to get the pinfall here?
{The referee counts:
One!
Two!}
{Alexandra is cheering Strader on, calling out for him to kick out. John summons a reserve of strength, kicking out just before the final count. The crowd explodes with shock and awe as John powers out of the pinfall. Alexandra cheers loudly banging on the apron. The match continues, with both wrestlers pushing their limits. Each near-fall and near-submission adds to the suspense, leaving the audience captivated by the back-and-forth struggle.}
Vasco Dias: So far it seems as if Calaway has stayed out of it, mostly calling out from ringside.
Terri Morasco: Which is shocking for anyone who knows her. It seems as if she doesn’t want there to be any doubt of the validity of John’s reign should he win.
{Calaway looks on as the back-and-forth struggle continues between the two of them. Gilmore goes for a submission but John breaks the hold, turning around to say something cocky to James that the microphone didn't pick up. Gilmore points at Alexandra and John clocks that, this sending John Strader into a furious attack on James, sending the two into the ropes where John bounces off punching Gilmore directly in the face. John takes a moment to be cocky, parading around the ring and winking at Alexandra.}
Vasco Dias: A moment to flirt with his lady. That shows that he has little to no respect for his opponent here tonight.
Terri Morasco: He’s a cocky biker, what did you expect Vasco, a Prince Charming.
{Alexandra hears this and glares over at the commentary team walking towards them. The two in the ring lock up again and James delivers a few rapid fire shots on John and a suplex, before John starts fighting back. James goes for the wipe out and John manages to counter and delivers his MLHR finishing move, pinning James for the three-count.}
Alison Valance: Your winner by way of Pinfall, JOHN NASH STRADER!
{The bell rings, signifying John Nash Strader's victory. The crowd, despite their appreciation for James's valiant effort, responds with a mix of applause and disappointment. John, his cockiness soaring to new heights, stands tall in the center of the ring, basking in the adulation of his beloved Alexandra who has joined him in the ring. Meanwhile, James, exhausted but respected, slowly rises to his feet, acknowledging the crowd's cheers.}
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SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE
1500 Word Limit
Kai Sachiko vs. Brooklyn Madrox
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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
{ As soon as Rebel Girl - Bikini Kill turns on Kai Sachiko is rushing the ramp. She stands on the ring post and points to herself while talking in her native tongue before pounding on her shoulder to show she is ready to go. }
Alison Valance: Kai Sachiko!
{ Kai jumps down into the ring. }
Terri Morasco: Kai has an incredibly tough challenge ahead of her in our Nation's Capital here tonight as she looks to try and upset our Women's Champion.
Vasco Dias: I tried asking her if she was nervous earlier going into this.
Terri Morasco: What'd she say?
Vasco Dias: I couldn't tell you. I don't speak Japanese, Morasco. I think she said she was terrified and Brooklyn was going to annihilate her though! That's how she should be feeling!
{ The lights in the arena fade to black as purple and white strobe lights begin to flitter about the crowd and a low misty fog envelopes the entranceway. The frantic strobe effect over the top of a drum beat stop as suddenly stops as they began. "I’M NOT AN OUTCAST” blasts forth from the speakers of the arena and all spotlights turn to the top of the ramp to illuminate the figure standing there, eyes closed and head lowered. }
You think I'm evil
Say I'm obscene
Call me a misfit
I'm just unique
{ As the song continues, Brooklyn's head snaps upwards, smirking around at the audience as her shockingly blue eyes glint in the smoke and strobe lights. She takes a step forward, unconsciously cracking her neck from side to side, her eyes fixated on the ring in front of her. }
Alison Valance: And her opponent… Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 112 pounds Ms Can't Miss, BROOKLYYYYYYYN MAAAAAAADROOOOOOX!
You say I'm trouble
Call me a freak
It's not intentional
It's just me
{ Brooklyn looks up, her smirk turning into a snarling smile, tongue tracing along her upper teeth, before she begins her walk to the ring. She seems to glide up the ring steps before wiping her boots on the apron and stepping into the ring. }
I'm just misunderstood
I'm just miss misunderstood
I'm just miss misunderstood
I'm just miss misunderstood
{ She makes her way to the center of the ring, raising an arm high into the air before lowering it, finger pointed at her opponent as she refuses to break eye contact. }
Terri Morasco: Going back to your earlier comments, Vasco, as we see Brooklyn readying herself for this match; I don't think it's a foregone conclusion that Brooklyn, as you put it, annihilates Kai here tonight. I do somewhat question how this match came about though? Kai has been training really hard but is she ready for this level of challenge?
Vasco Dias: Kai signed the contract, that's how it came about. How long have you been here, Morasco?! I shouldn't have to explain this to you!
Terri Morasco: I understand that but… oh nevermind!!
{ Referee Jessica Andrews calls for the opening bell! }
Ding!
{ The two women move towards each other in the middle of the ring. Brooklyn uses some unconventional footwork to sting Kai with a couple of punches, and her relatively inexperienced adversary struggles to defend against the strikes. Madrox explodes into Sachiko with an elbow strike that rocks Kai! Madrox takes Kai by the arm and whips her into the corner… then follows her in with a beautiful Handspring back elbow! }
Terri Morasco: Madrox displaying her rather impressive agility there! That elbow caught Kai directly on the chin…
Vasco Dias: That's why Brooklyn Madrox is our Women's Champion, Morasco! And what an outstanding representative of this company she is! She can do it all!
{ Brooklyn kicks one of her opponent's legs out from underneath her, leaving Sachiko seated in the corner. Madrox walks away from her opponent, creating a runway for herself to charge in with a low dropkick! }
Vasco Dias: Two boots to the chest driving all of the air right out of Kai! That's so smart because right now this noobie is struggling to breathe, and when you're struggling to breathe you aren't thinking about defense, Morasco! All you want is some air!
Terri Morasco: Brooklyn has been very precise, very efficient and very physical with her offense here tonight… and as we see Kai trying to crawl out of the corner on her hands and knees, I can't help but wonder if this is Brooklyn making a statement to Jennie Fenix and anyone else that may challenge her.
Vasco Dias: Of course it is! Every woman in that locker room with her eyes on that belt is watching and looking for a weakness. To those ladies I say: good luck finding it.
{ Kai shows some tremendous resilience, making it to her knees… she's met with a 'Balor's Gaze' from Madrox for her efforts though! Sachiko slumps forward onto the canvas. Brooklyn lifts her back up to a kneeling position by her hair, delivering the 'Wolf at the Door' to Kai's face for good measure! Brooklyn lays across Kai for a cover as referee Jessica Andrews slides into position for a count… }
One!
Two!!
Three!!!
{ The referee calls for the bell! }
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
{ "MissUnderstood" by New Years Day hits as Brooklyn gets up off the cover. Having made quick work of Sachiko, Madrox is fast to her feet. Referee Jessica Andrews raises Brooklyn's arm in victory before the champion goes to collect her championship. }
Vasco Dias: Another one bites the dust, Morasco!
Terri Morasco: Brooklyn Madrox was undoubtedly the better woman here tonight in Washington DC. It will not be nearly that easy when she steps back inside the ring with Jennie Fenix, though.
Vasco Dias: With any luck she'll strangle puppet girl with one of her own socks.
{ Brooklyn raises her her belt in the air to a rather mixed reaction from the crowd. She exits the ring as the show goes to a commercial break. }
Winner: Brooklyn Madrox by pinfall
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SEGMENT
Fruit baskets and knuckle sandwiches
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{ Meanwhile, after his match against John Nash Strader...we find James Gilmore in hiw own private suite, drinking from a bottle of orange Gatorade while eating from an assorted fruit basket. Throughout his recovery from the heart attack he suffered earlier in the year, the Islander alum learned to add more fruits to his diet. To his surprise, he enjoyed watermelon more than anything else -- and mangos came in at a close second. Yet as he takes one of the citrus delights from his basket, the door swung open! Suddenly, we find RAM taking JJ to the floor and just pounding on the former two-time World Champion! RAM then stands up, smirks from ear to ear, and saunters over his fallen victim. }
RAM: I warned ya, didn't I boy?! I warned that you ain't gettin' RID OF ME! Did your "daddy" instincts teach you how to be a pussy?!
{ RAM kicked James in the ribs while he was down for good measure. }
RAM: All you ever taught me was to wait my turn, to wait for my place in line! Where did that get me, NOWHERE! NOWHERE!! I made Nick Danger relevant, yet he jumps in front of me and you do nothin' about it?! Pathetic...guess what?! I can be a better champion -- A BETTER PERSON -- than any of y'all in this company! Dean Harper, Angel Blake, Nick Danger, I don't care!
{ RAM pauses. }
RAM: I want your spot in Heir to the Throne. Two weeks -- make 'em count 'cuz I'm comin' for you and everything you've ever stood for.
{ RAM darts out of the suite, leaving JJ on his hands and knees and writhing in pain. We see that his fruit basket has been completely flipped over, with several delicacies rolling on the carpet below. }
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HEIR TO THE THRONE
SINGLES MATCH
1500 Word Limit
Wraith vs. Nick Danger
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{ The lights go out, and the audience cheers slightly when the opening of “Death’s Door” begins to play throughout the speakers… When the lights come back on, Wraith stands perched on the turnbuckle, earning a gasp from the entire audience while he scours the crowd and sneers before dropping down from the turnbuckle. }
Vasco Dias: Love when he does that. Chills! Every time! Chills!
Terri Morasco: It certainly does let people know of his presence.
Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen! Standing in the ring! He is the challenger for the IWF World Television Championship! Wrestling out of Anchorage, Alaska…WRAITH!
{ "Out Of The Black" by Royal Blood comes on the speaker and red smoke follow on the entrance ramp . Nick Danger walks out onto the entrance ramp wearing his wrestling attire having a determine look on his face he makes his way down the entrance taking off his leather jacket toss it to fan and giving them high fives. Nick climb the stel steps then climb the top turnbuckle and and sees his fans saying "Rising Ace" he jumps inside the ring and gets ready for the match to start. }
Vasco Dias: I just wanna know who Nick Danger thinks he is?! Who does he think he’s going against tonight?! Wraith is a former IWF Men’s World Champion. He is the youngest to ever hold that title! And– Terri– I think he is going to be the youngest to ever hold the world title, period! He is the runner up for TWO Heir to the Throne tournaments–
Terri Morasco: One, Vasco.
Vasco Dias: Excuse me?!
Terri Morasco: He was the runner up to one of these tournaments. He was eliminated in the semi-finals two years ago, and the finals last year.
Vasco Dias: HE HAD MORE POINTS!
Terri Morasco: It’s irrelevant! Either way, though, Nick Danger has been on fire as of late, and I’m pretty sure you’re underestimating him tonight, and I do believe that Nick Danger could surprise the world with a monumental win here tonight!
Alison Valance: And now! In the ring! HE IS! THE REIGNING IWF WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPION! He is THE RISING ACE! NICK! DAAAAANNNNNGGGGGEEEEERRRRR!!!!!
DING!
{ Tommy Knocker signals for the bell. The champion and challenger meet in the middle of the ring and agree to a lock up, which Wraith quickly turns into an arm wrench; Danger struggles momentarily and tries to alleviate some of the pressure by angling himself out of it…he is able to flip himself forward, and then turns it into an arm wrench of his own! Wraith, refusing to be upstaged, rolls forward to get himself out of the situation and then immediately takes the champion down with a leg sweep– Wraith still has Danger’s arm, but Nick Danger is already getting to his feet…Wraith connects with a swift kick to Danger’s upper arm and shoulder!
Danger clutches for his shoulder with his free hand, and Wraith immediately follows with a knee against the shoulder. Danger cringes a bit from the shot, but persists in getting to his feet. Danger connects with an elbow strike whilst getting to his feet, staggering the challenger, and knocking him back a couple of steps. }
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Terri Morasco: Wraith is doing some early damage against Nick Danger’s arm and shoulder, probably looking to keep him from getting any power behind those punches.
Vasco Dias: Dissecting him like his father does!
{ Nick Danger and Wraith rush to the center of the ring… Wraith is quicker on the draw with a spinning back kick to Danger’s abdomen; Danger keels over, and Wraith runs to the far ropes, rebounding off of them to build momentum– Danger recovers in time and follows Wraith in, driving a knee against Wraith’s stomach! }
Vasco Dias: Nick Danger recovers quickly, and he’s a brave man to charge against Wraith like that. Many people, Terri, many people have fallen to the youngest world champion in our history!
Terri Morasco: There’s one thing that no one can take away from Nick Danger, and that’s his determination, Vasco. Nick Danger is looking to keep some of that offense rolling with another knee to Wraith, and another…Nick Danger sends Wraith off the ropes, and Wraith is coming back–
{ NICK DANGER WITH A BEAUTIFUL DROPKICK! }
Terri Morasco: The crowd is behind Nick Danger with that one, and the champion is scrambling for the cover!
ONE!
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TWO!
{ Wraith kicks out! }
Vasco Dias: How foolish is Nick Danger to think that he can end the match against someone the caliber of Wraith?!
Terri Morasco: You can’t blame him for trying. Wraith is trying to get back to his feet, but Nick Danger is there with a reverse chinlock! I’m surprised– Nick Danger is taking the fight to Wraith.
{ Wraith angles out of the chinlock, and fights back to their feet; Nick Danger is right there with several palm strikes to battle back the challenger who’s getting rocked by several of the shots…Wraith deflects a couple of the strikes, and then finally catches one of Nick’s arms and takes him over with a Japanese arm drag! Wraith tries to transition straight into an arm lock, but Nick Danger is faster to angle himself out and back to his feet…he backs against the ropes, and the challenger is now en route.
Wraith follows Nick Danger in for an attack, and Nick counters with a back elbow! Wraith staggers back, and Nick Danger follows in with a sunset flip! }
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Terri Morasco: Nick Danger is on fire, and it looks like he could be cementing a pivotal win in the opening week of Heir to the Throne!
ONE!
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TWO!
{ Wraith rolls backward to get out of the cover– }
Vasco Dias: Do you not listen to the fans when they say “you can’t kill him”? That’s exactly what this is! Nick Danger is going against a monster, and that monster will not be killed!
Terri Morasco: I will agree with you on that. Wraith has taken a lot of punishment in his matches, and I remember how much it took for JC Keeton to put him down over a year ago! He can’t be killed, but he can be beaten!
{ Nick Danger, in a seated position, is beaten to his feet as Wraith gets up; Wraith snaps forward and comes down with a low front dropkick! Danger falls backward and the impact causes him to go right back up into a seated position, and Wraith circles behind him and traps one of his arms and then starts raining in elbow strikes! }
Vasco Dias: That ruthlessness, Terri, that’s what made Wraith the youngest world champion! That’s what got him and Angel the tag team titles! That’s what makes him one of the favorites going into Heir to the Throne!
Terri Morasco: It has eluded him the last two years–
Vasco Dias: You’re damn right, and he’s not going to let it slip for a third year!
{ Tommy Knocker allows the elbow strikes to go a little bit longer than he should, but then finally starts pulling Wraith away while Nick Danger looks like he’s seeing stars– Wraith reluctantly stops with the elbows but isn’t done with Danger as he pulls him back to a standing position. Wraith then lifts Danger onto his shoulders and flings him up to bring him down for LIGHTS OUT! }
Terri Morasco: That– NO!
{ Nick Danger is able to shift his weight enough to land back on his feet, and Nick Danger is going crazy with strikes against Wraith! He battles Wraith into the corner, and continues wailing on him as Tommy Knocker is quicker to intervene this time around and puts himself between the champion and challenger.
The crowd is booing as Tommy Knocker separates the two, and Nick Danger is arguing with him– Wraith moves forward and pushes Tommy Knocker aside, and connects with an elbow– Danger stumbles back a step, and Wraith launches for the GENOCIDE KICK! It connects and Nick Danger goes down! }
Vasco Dias: Right out of nowhere! His lights are out. Call it a night!
ONE!
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TWO!
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{ NICK DANGER KICKS OUT! }
Terri Morasco: You spoke too soon, and the champion is looking to swing things back in his favor. But he’s going to have his work cut out for him. Wraith looks frustrated that Nick Danger didn’t stay down, and Nick Danger is trying to get up–
{ Wraith is the first to his feet, and jumps up and lands hard against Nick Danger’s upper arm! }
Terri Morasco: Oh! But Wraith is going right back after that arm.
{ Nick Danger cringes again from the shot, and Wraith now puts a foot against Nick Danger’s hand to pin it down– he raises his foot over Nick Danger’s shoulder and stomps down as hard as he can! Danger tries to roll away, but Wraith keeps his hand pinned down, and connects with a second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth stomp!
Nick Danger does get his arm loose, and is clutching it. Danger rolls onto his stomach and makes his way to the ropes, and Wraith shoves Danger hard to the mat before grabbing his arm and coming down with a double knee drop against Danger’s elbow! }
Vasco Dias: You can hear how quiet the crowd is getting, Terri. They know it’s just a matter of time before this match is over!
Terri Morasco: I thought the fans loved this type of violence, though.
Vasco Dias: They do! But it’s hard for them to cheer against their idol, the king of the nobodies, Nick Danger! He’s who they all aspire to be! He represents them!
Terri Morasco: Whatever, Vasco. The time is winding down in this match, and we are at the halfway point! I am wondering if Wraith is keeping track of the time!
{ Nick Danger finally does reach the ropes, and uses them to pull himself to his feet– Wraith snatches Danger’s arm and wraps it around the ropes, tugging on it as hard as he can! }
Terri Morasco: He’s looking to break Nick Danger’s arm!
Vasco Dias: Shouldn’t be a problem if Nick Danger is serious about not tapping out! Which I don’t get, Terri! I don’t get why everyone believes it’s some heroic stance to never tap out! All that’s going to happen is you’re going to get into the ring with the likes of Wraith– the likes of Angel– and they’re going to break your limbs if you refuse to tap out! Just tap out! Fight another day!
Terri Morasco: I’m not going to disagree with you, Vasco. We’ve seen Wraith put one person’s career on hold, and likely ended another one’s career.
{ Tommy Knocker delays in counting Wraith away from the hold, as it is an illegal one. Wraith takes a step back with a sadistic smirk, and then charges toward Nick Danger!
NICK DUCKS!
Nick sails Wraith over with a back body drop to the outside of the ring, and the crowd is going absolutely crazy in favor of Nick Danger! }
Terri Morasco: Nick Danger, still trying to rally himself back into this, but he’s holding his arm. But that’s not something that’s going to stop him!
Vasco Dias: But what’s he doing, Terri?
{ Danger glances over his shoulder at Wraith who is trying to recover on the outside of the ring. The crowd knows what’s coming, and they’re encouraging it! }
Vasco Dias: What’s he doing?!
Terri Morasco: The Rising Ace! He’s showing why he’s the champion, and why he’s in Heir to the Throne!
{ Nick Danger runs to the opposite end of the ring, and comes back just as Wraith is getting to his feet– Nick Danger dives out with a SUICIDE DIVE that CONNECTS! }
Terri Morasco: Putting his own body on the line with that one! And Nick Danger is feeling it!
{ Nick Danger rolls along the outside of the ring and is clutching his shoulder that was leading the charge, the same shoulder that Wraith has been working on. }
Vasco Dias: Does he think about what he’s doing before he does it?!
Terri Morasco: Does Wraith? With the people he’s injured, does he think about that before he does it?! It looks like Tommy Knocker is starting the count, but the adrenaline is just pumping throughout Nick Danger’s body and he doesn’t want to end this on a count out.
Vasco Dias: He probably should.
Terri Morasco: Not only is it the TV title on the line, but it’s also points for Heir to the Throne! You want to end this by pinfall or submission to get the most points!
{ The champion is the first one to recover, still letting that adrenaline carry him, as he pulls Wraith back to his feet– Tommy Knocker is counting and at five when Nick Danger flings Wraith back into the ring, and at six, he’s onto the apron– Wraith rolls through and is back up to his feet, and then Nick Danger springs to the top rope and comes off with the LEGACY CUTTER! }
Terri Morasco: LEGACY CUTTER! We could see Nick Danger bring an end to Wraith’s legacy right here!
{ Nick Danger makes the cover. }
ONE!
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TWO!
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{ WRAITH KICKS OUT! }
Terri Morasco: We were moments away from Nick Danger getting arguably the biggest win of his career against a former IWF Men’s World Champion!
Vasco Dias: You can’t kill him! And– {Vasco points upward as if to signify to listen to the audience.}
Crowd: YOU- CAN’T- KILL- HIM! {Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap.}
Crowd: YOU- CAN’T- KILL- HIM! {Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap.}
Crowd: YOU- CAN’T- KILL- HIM! {Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap.}
Crowd: YOU- CAN’T- KILL- HIM! {Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap.}
Crowd: YOU- CAN’T- KILL- HIM! {Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap.}
Vasco Dias: Just like that! They’re turning on their hero because they know that this monster is not going to be stopped!
Terri Morasco: I’m just wondering what Nick Danger is going to have to do to bring an end to Wraith. Many people in the ring with him ask themselves that same question! This is something that everyone else in Heir to the Throne needs to consider when they get into the ring with this twenty-year-old second generation STAR: it takes A LOT to put him down!
{ Wraith rolls toward the center of the ring whilst Nick Danger grits his teeth while standing back up… As Wraith is still getting up, Nick Danger delivers a hard front kick! Danger follows up with a stiff rolling elbow smash with his healthy arm that knocks Wraith back down… }
Terri Morasco: End it, Nick! End it!
Vasco Dias: I can’t believe what we’re witnessing! It can’t end like this!
{ Nick Danger looks to his downed opponent, and goes back out to the ring apron– Wraith is holding his jaw while trying to get to his feet, and Nick Danger is measuring him up… The crowd is starting to get louder again for Nick Danger in anticipation for RISE AND FALL. }
Terri Morasco: Nick Danger about to stamp a huge victory here!
{ As Wraith stumbles to his feet, Nick Danger springs to the top rope and comes off for RISE AND FALL! }
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NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
{ Wraith moves out of the way, and catches Nick Danger into a front cobra clutch– he doesn’t have it locked in quite yet, and Nick Danger is fighting back with several elbows! }
Vasco Dias: The predator has its prey trapped, Terri!
Terri Morasco: But Nick is trying to fight his way out of it! Wraith looks determined, though, but those free elbow shots from Danger are definitely going to take a toll–
{ Wraith lifts Nick up and brings him down with a cobra clutch slam! Wraith immediately transitions into THE PHOENIX TRIANGLE! }
Vasco Dias: That’s honoring his mother right there!
Terri Morasco: Tommy Knocker is– trying to get into a position here but he’s sure taking his time–
{ Nick Danger is too close to the ropes, and he reaches out to grab them! Tommy Knocker doesn’t see it! }
Terri Morasco: Rope break! Rope break! Vasco, that’s a rope break–
Vasco Dias: But Tommy Knocker doesn’t see it, and– wait, who’s that?!
{ A fan goes over the barricade, slumping low so Tommy Knocker doesn’t see him as Tommy Knocker still does not see Danger’s hand on the ropes– the fan pulls back a hood, unveiling themselves as ANGEL BLAKE! }
Terri Morasco: That’s Angel!
Vasco Dias: What do you think he’s doing?
{ Angel pulls out a collapsible baton, and smashes it against Nick’s hand that has the ropes, earning thunderous jeers from the audience! Angel falls to the barricade with a sadistic smirk on his face. Nick Danger is in agony as Wraith pulls harder on the submission, and Wraith shifts his hips to roll Nick Danger now away from the ropes– he wrenches harder with the submission until Nick Danger’s face is starting to turn blue, and he has no choice but to tap out! }
DING! DING! DING!
Terri Morasco: Come on! Not like this, Vasco! Not like this!
Vasco Dias: What’re you talking about? Did I miss something?!
Terri Morasco: You missed Angel possibly breaking Nick Danger’s hand!
Vasco Dias: Listen, Terri, I’m not going to make excuses, okay? I’m going to level with you! But that’s what happens to people who align themselves with Matt Knox! That’s what’s going to happen to all of his friends!
{ Wraith releases the hold as Tommy Knocker is holding his arm in the air… He waits momentarily before retrieving the IWF World Television Championship from the crew member before handing it to Wraith. Wraith stands with his arm raised in the air, and the newly crowd IWF World Television Champion. }
Alison Valance: Your winner! By way of SUBMISSION! AND NEW! IWF WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPION! WRRRRRAAAAIIIIITTTTTHHHHH!!!!!
{ “Death’s Door” is playing throughout the PA, and Wraith cocks his head to the side while looking over the former champion with his own title still raised high. Nick Danger is reeling in the middle of the ring, as he tries to get Tommy Knocker to check on his hand, and although he doesn’t seem like he wants to, he does check it to see if Nick Danger needs medical attention. The lights suddenly go out, and when they come back up, Wraith is gone. }
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Well howdy there pardner.